The entire Huaihai power in northern Jiangsu is operating at an extremely fast pace. Our protagonist Dong Shuheng has a rare moment of leisure. It seems that every time when everyone is busy, he has nothing to do.
No wonder today's leaders like to find things for their subordinates to do. It turns out that when their subordinates are busy, they can have more leisure time.
Dong Shuheng was very excited today. He changed into a suit and took Peng Yulin and Li Cunxun out to broaden their horizons. In his words, he took them to eat some foreign food.
There are usually rickshaw drivers outside Yuyuan Garden doing work. Several people each hailed a rickshaw and headed towards the concession.
"Is this little brother from Xinghua Car Dealer?" Dong Shuheng took the initiative to strike up a conversation with the driver.
"As far as I'm concerned, the boss is from Xinghua Automobile Dealership. Our dealership is the only one in Shanghai." The coachman replied.
"How is your business in normal times? Is it enough to support your family?"
"I don't dare to hide it from the boss. The business is okay. It's much better than working on the dock. In addition to the share of money given to the company, the remaining money is enough to support the family. But now there are more and more people pulling the carts, but
Fortunately, there are more and more people in Shanghai." This driver is quite talkative, and it seems that he often chats with customers.
"Do you know the most fun place in Shanghai Concession?"
"Boss, you mean a place for men to play?" the coachman asked with a thoughtful smile.
"Of course, you see, none of us have any women with us."
"Oh, boss, you asked the right person. Speaking of the favorite place for men to play in the concession, it has to be the Shanghai Ballroom."
"I heard that there are women from all over the world, such as "Silla maids", "Japanese female ninjas", indigenous women from Southeast Asia, and even African women. I saw it outside last time. It was really
The whole body is black, except for the white teeth and the white eyes, and the woman is a Westerner. But I heard that it is not enough to just go and play around in that place and get a thousand and eight hundred." The coachman was obviously talking about himself.
He talks endlessly about topics of interest.
"Recently, I heard that there is a very popular singer there. She is a woman from our Qing Dynasty. Her name is Liang Xiaoru. I have seen the portrait on the poster at the door of the dance hall. It is really a fairy from heaven descending to earth..."
Along the way, the driver was talking about all the good things about the Shanghai Dance Hall. Dong Shuheng seriously suspected that this was a collusion between "Tank" and "White Rose". Tank's car dealer helped pimp the Shanghai Dance Hall and promote it. Just like in later generations.
Just like a taxi, if you ask him to take you to a local interesting place, most of the drivers will go to a taxi company, which must be a good taxi company.
After a while, the car arrived at the Shanghai Ballroom. The three of them got out of the car, and the disguised guards from behind also arrived one after another. In order not to attract attention, Dong Shuheng only took Xiao Ai with him except Peng Yulin and Li Cunxun.
The four of them entered the ballroom and found a table to set up. At this time, there were already many guests in the ballroom.
Except for Dong Shuheng, the other three people all widened their eyes and were full of curiosity about their surroundings. After a while, a girl wearing Korean clothes came over with tea. I heard that Korean women used to wear breast-revealing clothes, but
When designing this dress, White Rose still made people inlaid translucent gauze on the chest.
This is both invisible and visible, giving customers an imaginative experience.
Dong Shuheng was okay, after all, he had been trained, and the other three's jaws almost dropped. Peng Yulin was okay, he was a married man after all, and the remaining two singles almost had nosebleeds.
"Gentlemen, tea, please. What else would you like to drink?" the girl said in blunt Chinese.
"Oh, thank you, give us a glass of red wine from Chateau Lafite in France each!"
"Yes, sir." The girl bowed and said.
"Hey, everyone is gone, you two, stop looking." The little girl walked away, and Dong Shuheng quickly brought the souls of Xiao Ai and Xiao Li back.
At this time, several Chinese men with middle-parted combs came to the table next door. They spoke Cantonese. Dong Shuheng could only understand roughly.
These men were senior executives of foreign companies, and they were discussing some business matters there.
Later, one of them suddenly mentioned an incident from the past. He said that there was a businessman who went to Yangzhou and wanted to buy a batch of machinery through their foreign company. At that time, the man brought nearly 100,000 silver dollars.
He told a gang in Guangzhou about this, and the gang robbed the Yangzhou businessman and his entourage at night, and gave him 10% of the silver coins they obtained. Later, these people from Yangzhou were sold
Peru.
After hearing this, Dong Shuheng's heart skipped a beat, as if he remembered something. His brother seemed to have disappeared last year, and he was in Guangzhou.
"It can't be such a coincidence!" Dong Shuheng thought in his heart.
At this time, the North Korean girl brought Dong Shuheng and his friends' red wine. Dong Shuheng nodded and thanked her.
"A bunch of old haters deserve to drink red wine. I'm afraid they can't tell the difference between the taste of red wine and horse urine." At this time, a senior executive of a foreign company said in English. Several other people also laughed. He?
I thought Dong Shuheng and the others couldn't understand English.
Dong Shuheng obviously understood, but he didn't have an attack. There was no need for him to take action personally for such a small character.
At this time, the North Korean girl came to the next table carrying a tray. As a result, a senior executive slapped the girl on the face and slapped the girl to the ground. The girl covered her face and lowered her head and sobbed, but you
Not daring to make a sound, he shrugged his thin shoulders.
"I clearly saw you coming here just now, why are you here to serve us now?" the executive said in Chinese.
"The guests at the table just ordered drinks first," the little girl explained.
"Don't you have any discernment? People are also divided into three levels. Shouldn't members have priority?"
"Hey, Banana Man, you said there are three, six or nine levels of human beings. Which level are you in?" At this time, Dong Shuheng couldn't bear it any longer. He has never seen anyone be so narcissistic about being a dog.
"Of course I am in the upper third class. I am afraid that for someone as rustic as your Excellency, I will only be in the lower third class." The man said arrogantly.
Dong Shuheng used his hands to comfort Xiao Ai who was about to explode.
He took out a pure gold Greater Shanghai membership card from his pocket.
"Oh my God, what did I see? There are only five Supreme Gold Cards. Legend has it that there are only five of them. One is with the British Minister, and the other was bought by Wu Daotai for 100,000 silver dollars. This is the third card that has appeared so far. What is the background of this man?
?" Someone in the seats nearby exclaimed in a low voice.
"So, am I now a step above you? This means that this little girl is not at fault. Now please apologize to her." Dong Shuheng said with a smile.
"You are just talking about a nouveau riche. You want me to apologize to this humble maid, no way!" The man said it very harshly. In fact, he was also very afraid in his heart, worried about offending someone who shouldn't be offended, but his
Several friends are here, so I can't lose face no matter what.
At this time, Meng Rufang came over with a few thugs. Someone was making trouble, and she, the head of the family, had to come out to calm the situation in person.
Meng Rufang recognized Dong Shuheng from afar. She walked quickly to Dong Shuheng, lowered her body and whispered something so that no one around her could hear. But everyone was surprised that Meng Rufang's posture was very low today. You must know that this woman
The backstage is very tough, even foreigners dare not mess with her casually. This woman is usually very arrogant and doesn't buy anyone's face.
Today, I bowed my head in front of a pretty boy with no hair on his face.
"Kick them out, they will affect my enjoyment of listening to music." Dong Shuheng said casually, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.
"Yes." Meng Rufang replied, and then winked at the thugs behind her.
Several people picked up a few executives and walked out of the ballroom, turning a deaf ear to the screams and struggles of the executives.
At this time, everyone turned their attention to the stage, and a spotlight shone on the curtain. The curtain gradually opened, and a woman who looked like a fairy descended from the earth was wearing a Tang Dynasty-style women's tube top dress, holding a pipa, and walking
Zhu Lian stepped onto the stage and sat on a small round stool. The audience immediately remembered the applause.
Along with the accompaniment sounds around her, the woman plucked the strings in her hand.
"Quiet summer, the sky is full of stars..." Under the beautiful melody, a song "Ningxia" sang from the woman's mouth. This song fit her temperament very well.
Everyone was attracted by this novel singing method and beautiful singing voice. The lyrics were very easy to understand and very in line with the taste of these wealthy businessmen in Shanghai. Even foreigners liked it very much. Foreigners called it an oriental music symphony.
After the song was sung, it was the turn of other programs. Dong Shuheng was respectfully invited to the backstage by Meng Rufang.
The customers sitting here were shocked again. This Liang Xiaoru was famously aloof and never met outsiders. At this time, if they invited this young man in, they would not believe it if he did not go to see Liang Xiaoru.
Dong Shuheng was really invited to see Liang Xiaoru. Of course, Meng Rufang was deliberately trying to please him. Who doesn’t want to please the big boss?
Backstage, Liang Xiaoru was removing her makeup when Sister Meng walked in with a young man. This made her extremely uncomfortable. She frowned slightly and said hello to Meng Rufang.
"Haha, sister Xiaoru, haven't you always wanted to meet Mr. Dugu who helps you write songs? Why, my sister brought him here today, why are you unhappy?"
"Are you Mr. Dugu?" Liang Xiaoru asked with her eyes widened and looking at Dong Shuheng in surprise.
"Uh, hello Miss Liang, Dugu is my pen name." Fortunately, we are not outdoors now. If he were outdoors, Dong Shuheng would definitely be struck by lightning. Don't they all say "pretend to be struck by lightning"! As he said this, Dong Shuheng took something out of his pocket.
A piece of manuscript paper came out, and on it was a new song called "Nuan Nuan".
Liang Xiaoru excitedly took the song: "Is this a new song written for me? Thank you, Mr. Dugu."
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Peng Yulin and the others were still outside. Dong Shuheng only sat there for a while and then went out.
"Boss, you are so boring, why don't you take us in?" Li Cunxun said complainingly. Xiao Ai on the side didn't say much, but his expression meant the same thing. Only Peng Yulin's city was deep enough, and Dong Shuheng couldn't see
come out.
"Lao Peng, stop pretending. Do you have any objections? I said I just went in to give the girl a new song. Do you believe it or not?"