The cold winter is here, the season when dripping water turns into ice.
The weather was so cold that most pedestrians on the street were in a hurry and did not want to stay for a moment.
It was freezing and snowy outside, but the Isabella Ballroom located on Binjiang Xinmin Street was as warm as spring.
"The flowers have fallen, the water has flowed, and spring has gone without a trace, leaving only the intoxicating east wind all over the place, and the dew dripping from the sycamore trees during the peach blossom season. This is the true meaning of a deep boudoir's long talk and deep love..."
Female singer sings on stage.
The singing was lingering and pathos, and there was constant laughter and laughter all around.
Du Juan played with the wine glass boredly, but looked at the door from time to time.
"Dujuan, I am sincere to you. As long as you nod, I, Mr. Li, will keep my word and guarantee that you will marry in style. How much gift do you want? Just tell me the number and I will never bargain! Enter.
After you leave, you will be in charge of all the financial power of the family..."
The short, fat, middle-aged man accompanying me was chattering nonstop.
Du Juan teased: "Financial power? Boss Li, do you think you are the emperor?"
Boss Li chuckled: "It's just an analogy."
Du Juan said calmly: "I heard that the four concubines in your family are all jealous. I also have a bad temper. If I enter the door, I will face the enemy. If I lose my sense of proportion, I won't cause death."
Huh? Forget it, I still want to live for two more years."
Boss Li's face darkened: "It's true that you can't bear to let go of that pretty boy."
Dujuan said: "So, if you really marry me, it won't be a good thing. You have to be wary of someone cuckolding you all day long and spend money to make you feel uncomfortable. Why bother?"
"..."
"Also, you are right, I can't let him go."
"Dujuan, don't be offended by what I say. These days, making money is the key. Being good-looking is useless. Can you use it as money? He is a young policeman who has just joined the job. His salary is not enough for him. How can he use it as money?
What feeds you?”
"I don't expect him to support me. I can support him."
"You...he is only 24 years old. You are three years older than him. You can't outgrow him!"
Boss Li was somewhat furious.
Dujuan said: "It's good to be three years older. Didn't you hear what people said? A female junior should hold a gold brick. Besides, I don't want to grow up. It's just for fun. Why, you men are allowed to raise children, but we are not allowed to
Women raise children?”
Boss Li was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.
At this moment, a young man wearing a navy blue tunic suit and a black woolen hat appeared at the door of the ballroom.
Boss Li snorted: "Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, your pretty boy is here!"
Dujuan pretended to be angry and said: "What a pretty boy, it's so ugly. If someone has a name, his name is Qi Yue."
Boss Li hummed: "No matter what you call me, you are a pretty boy!"
Du Juan didn't care about him, stood up and said: "Boss Li, I'll excuse you."
She quickly met Qi Yue, and the two of them walked towards the booth on the other side affectionately.
Boss Li sat alone for a while, muttering to himself angrily: "I'm just a dancer. I really think I'm a great person. It would be great if someone wants me. I'm just pretending to be five."
What a saint!"
…
the other side.
Du Juan asked with concern: "Is it cold outside?"
"fine."
Qi Yue glanced at Boss Li who stood up and left: "Who is that person?"
Du Juan smiled: "The owner of Liyuan Pawnshop said that he would marry me as his fifth concubine. Huh, the toad wants to eat swan meat. Even if I really fall into prostitution, I will not marry a bad old man."
Qi Yue smiled and said: "You don't look too old."
Du Juan rolled her eyes at him: "How old will it be? It's already half buried in the ground!"
As she spoke, she peeled off a piece of toffee and stuffed it into Qi Yue's mouth.
Qi Yue subconsciously hid.
Du Juan had a smile on her face and said softly: "Everyone is watching..."
Qi Yue passively took the candy into his mouth.
Du Juan asked: "Is it sweet?"
"It's not as sweet as the rouge on your mouth."
"Glib tongue..."
Du Juan looked at Qi Yue lovingly.
In the eyes of outsiders, this is just a pair of inseparable lovers whispering.
The waiter was clearing the table.
After the waiter walked away, Qi Yue said to Du Juan: "Let's talk about business."
Du Juan sat closer and whispered: "Do you know Chen Zhongmian?"
"I know. The traitor of the military commander was previously responsible for the operational tasks in the second area."
"Have you met him?"
"I've seen it."
"Where have you seen it?"
"I met him once in the police infirmary some time ago."
"What was he doing in the infirmary?"
"I think I have a cold. Take your temperature and get some medicine."
"Is he the only one?"
"The Secret Service has very strict protection measures for him. There are at least four people around him when he comes in and out."
"Do you know where he lives?"
"Not sure."
"Try to find out where he lives, and the higher authorities will take sanctions against him."
"Okay, I'll try my best."
"Self-preservation is the priority, there is no need to force it."
"I see……"
Qi Yue shut up.
A foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes came over, first nodded to Qi Yue, then faced Du Juan, and said in blunt Chinese: "Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"
"certainly."
Dujuan smiled and handed over her hand.
Amid cheerful music, the two stepped onto the dance floor.
In fact, Qi Yue and Du Juan are both intelligence agents of the military commander. They have a superior-subordinate relationship. Du Juan is the superior and Qi Yue is the subordinate.
Du Juan uses her identity as a dancer as a cover to deal with all kinds of guests.
The guests who come in and out of the ballroom are either rich or noble, and it is easier to glean valuable information from them.
The foreign man who invited Du Juan to dance was no ordinary person. He was the second secretary of the British Consulate and a big shot who had access to high-level insider information.
Nowadays, dancers are also divided into three, six or nine grades.
Ordinary dancers have a low social status and have only a slightly better reputation than Ji Nu.
High-end dancers are also often called courtesans. They are well-educated and elegant, and are an indispensable embellishment in the social circle of the upper class.
For example, like cuckoo.
In fact, in terms of appearance, Du Juan is not very outstanding, but in every gesture, she has a fascinating aura, which is the so-called femininity that men talk about. It is precisely because of this that the military commander arranged for her.
Lurking as a dancer.
Qi Yue joined the military not long ago. He had been training at the Xinjing Central Police School. After graduation, he was assigned to the Criminal Division of the Binjiang Police Department.
He and Du Juan "met because of dancing" and naturally developed into lovers.
The purpose of doing this is mainly to facilitate the communication between the two people. Their relationship, even if they meet eight times a day, no one will doubt it.
Xinjing and Binjiang were both place names during the Puppet Manchukuo period.