Cheng Qianfan sat in the VIP card in the Xianledu Dance Hall with his legs crossed.
He held a goblet in his hand and shook slightly, and the red wine in the cup was rippling like trembling blood.
"Mr. Cheng, is it because he is not beautiful enough?" Ding Yu showed an aggrieved expression.
"Who said?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at the woman beside him and grabbed the woman's delicate chin with one hand. "Ms. Ding is born with beauty, and has a itchy charm. She is so beautiful."
When Ding Yu heard this, he looked at Cheng Qianfan, "Cheng Zongjing will say something his daughter likes to deceive people."
"What am I lying to you?" Cheng Qianfan chuckled, glanced at the woman from top to bottom, with an ambiguous look.
"Oh, where are you looking?" Ding Yu wrapped his hands in front of his chest, which made his chest even more upright and eye-catching.
Cheng Qianfan laughed, put down his goblet, took out a cigarette clip from his briefcase, "When did you leave Kaba and come to the restaurant?"
"I have been here for two or three months, and Mr. Cheng hasn't come to see him." Ding Yu said, taking the cigarette clip and taking out a cigarette, putting it on his lips, gently printing his lipstick mark on the cigarette roll, and then pretending to put the cigarette into Cheng Qianfan's mouth.
However, when I saw Mr. Xiao Cheng who was still smiling just now, he waved his hand and refused, and took out another cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ding Yu was stunned, as if he was at a loss.
"If you need any help, come to the Central Police Station to find me with this cigarette." Cheng Qianfan got up, patted the woman's beautiful back, and said Dandan.
Looking at Cheng Qianfan's back as he left, Ding Yu's face changed repeatedly.
After a while, another dancer came to the locker and sat down, lit a lady's cigarette, took a sip, and squirted out a smoke.
Ding Yu took the cigarette from the woman's hand and took a sip, but coughed repeatedly.
“Failed?”
"Sister Na, Cheng Qianfan is very cautious. He will not touch anything that needs to be entered as long as someone else has touched it." Ding Yu nodded and spat in a low voice, "I'm afraid of the devil."
"It's normal to be afraid of death." Sister Na took the cigarette from Ding Yu's hand, "You have a bad throat. If you can stop smoking, don't smoke."
As she said that, she blew up the ashes, "Cheng Qianfan had been assassinated and had a grudge against Zhang Xiaolin. This man cherishes his life and will naturally be very careful."
"Will Cheng Qianfan be suspicious?" Ding Yu asked.
"No." Sister Na shook her head, "Cheng Qianfan is a lustful person, he can't be unmoved by a beauty like you."
Her eyes were on the cigarette with lipstick mark on the table, "Well, Xiao Cheng always left you a ticket to play with the mandarin ducks."
Ding Yu blushed, patted the woman, and then showed a serious expression, "Sister Na, I still think this method..."
"You just execute the above commands, don't say too much." Sister Na glanced at Ding Yu deeply and said Dandan, "This test shows that Cheng Qianfan is very cautious."
Her fingers gently tapped the table, "It seems that only when you become Cheng Qianfan's bed lover can you find an opportunity to start."
Ding Yu lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore.
"Use this lipstick less in normal times." Hu Na hesitated for a moment, looked at Ding Yu, and finally said in a low voice.
"I know." Ding Yu's heart warmed and he nodded.
...
Cheng Qianfan came out of the bathroom and Hou Pingliang came up to greet him.
"Brother Fan."
"When did Ding Yu come to Xianledu?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It was about two months ago." Hou Pingliang thought for a while and said, "It is said that Xianledu spent money to let Kaba come to the restaurant to put people there."
As he said that, he showed a vigilant expression, "Brother Fan, is there a problem with this woman?"
"Does all our fairy music have our people?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Yes, Lulu." Hou Pingliang said.
"Let her stare at Ding Yu in secret." Cheng Qianfan said.
"yes!"
"Also." Cheng Qianfan rubbed his temples, "I tried to find a way to get Ding Yu's lipstick."
“Lipstone?”
"It's the one Ding Yu is using now."
"Understood."
At this time, a man in a suit and ties wears sunglasses entered Xianledu under the guard of two men. The man stood still, looked around at the situation in the dance hall, and walked straight towards the locker box on the right.
"Our guest is here." Cheng Qianfan played with the gold lighter in his hand and chuckled, "Little monkey, come with me and notify other brothers to watch."
"Yes." Hou Pingliang nodded and made a gesture at the same time. With his movement, several bodyguards who were scattered among the dancers began to move. The two went to the door, each of them went to get a glass of wine, walked around the dance hall, and looked around vigilantly.
...
"Boss." Zhang Lu, who was tall and big, approached Li Cuiqun and said in a low voice, "Seeing Cheng Qianfan, he has arrived early."
Li Cuiqun nodded.
"Cheng Qianfan brought people here. The one next to him just now was Hou Pingliang from the police station, nicknamed Monkey." Zhang Lu continued, "There should be three more people. Two of them are now smoking at the door, and one is wandering diagonally opposite."
"Stay at it." Li Cuiqun said slowly.
"yes."
Li Cuiqun leaned his body against the backrest of the soft sofa and felt a little relieved.
After coming to Shanghai, he could be said to have started from scratch, with only one close friend's bodyguard, Zhang Lu, who didn't even have a gun on his body.
The situation is indeed much better now than when he first came to Shanghai, but as the grass-roots team was slowly built, his sense of insecurity became stronger and stronger.
I may not have attracted the attention of Chongqing in the past, but I may be able to do so in the future.
Before leaving today, Qingshui Dong San called No. 67 Daxi Road again, informing him that what he was going to meet today was Cheng Qianfan, the deputy general inspector of the Central Police Station of the French Concession.
Then, someone knocked on the gate of No. 67 Daxi Road and sent information about Cheng Qianfan.
Li Cuiqun was both surprised and not surprised.
Surprisingly, this person turned out to be Mr. Cheng Qianfan, the famous Mr. Cheng in the French Concession.
Not surprisingly, he had heard that Xiao Cheng was always close to Japan. Considering Cheng Qianfan's power in the French Concession, if he had made friends with this person, it would be reasonable for him to introduce this person to him.
Li Cuiqun was thinking about information about Cheng Qianfan in his mind.
His father, Cheng Wenzao, and his mother, Su Zhifu, were martyrs of the Party and the country.
His grandfather was an old member of the Tongmenghui, and even Chang Kaishen wanted to respectfully call him Mr. Gu Zhi.
hehe.
Such a person with such an orthodox background actually had sex with the Japanese.
Li Cuiqun snorted coldly in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to feel much more relieved.
...
Bang bang bang bang.
The leather-covered wooden door of the card box was knocked.
Zhang Lu walked over and opened the door.
"Is Brother Liu here?" Cheng Qianfan, who was in a straight suit, smiled slightly, "Cheng came as promised."
But his heart was extremely fucked. I don’t know if it was the Japanese’s bad taste or Li Cuiqun’s decision, but he actually chose to use the pseudonym of “Brother Liu”.
This pseudonym is a pseudonym that Li Cuiqun used during the Red Party.
"Please, Mr. Cheng, the boss has been waiting for a long time." Zhang Lu said slightly sideways.
"Monkey, you are outside with this brother, don't disturb me and Brother Liu's talk about things." Cheng Qianfan turned his head and said to Hou Pingliang.
"Yes!" Hou Pingliang nodded, took a step forward and closed the door.
Zhang Lu's face became gloomy and he was about to squeeze into the room.
"Zhang Lu." Li Cuiqun spoke and nodded to his subordinates.
Zhang Lu snorted coldly and exited the door.
Hou Pingliang looked at the man coldly and pulled the door of the box from outside.
...
Cheng Qianfan looked at the man sitting on the sofa deeply.
He was wearing a suit, tie, and had a big back, making his forehead look a little wide and his ears look quite small.
He had heard of Li Cuiqun, a traitor, but this was the first time he had seen him today.
Li Cuiqun was also observing Cheng Qianfan. He deliberately did not get up to greet him, but Cheng Qianfan did not have the angrily expression of "young success". Instead, he carried his hands behind his back and looked at the situation in the box seriously.
Of course, it also includes looking at him.
"Mr. Li's name is well-known." Cheng Qianfan sat directly on the sofa opposite Li Cuiqun and smiled, "As the saying goes, it's better to meet than to be famous. Mr. Li is indeed a gentleman."
"Have Mr. Cheng heard of me?" Li Cuiqun said in surprise.
"Mr. Li, no, to be precise, Senior Li." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "When I was studying in the Tongwen Academy of Literature, I often heard of such a very knowledgeable and outstanding senior."
After hearing Cheng Qianfan said this, Li Cuiqun finally smiled on his face and he took the initiative to get up from the sofa, "It turns out he is a junior from Tongwen Academy. Li didn't know about it before and did not greet him in person. Don't blame me."
Cheng Qianfan smiled heartily and shook hands with Li Cuiqun, "No, no, no, it's my fault. I didn't know that the senior came to Shanghai before, otherwise he should have welcomed the senior."
The two of them shook hands and looked at each other, laughing.
...
"Sister Na, your coat." A waiter trotted over and handed Hu Na a coat.
"Scare the Nong." Hu Na took her coat, threw a charming look at the young man, turned around and walked towards the car that was waiting on the side of the road.
Seeing the graceful woman getting into the car, the car started and left.
The waiter's face turned red, hehe, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, and laughed foolishly.
"How is it?" In the car, a man hugged Hu Na's waist, rubbed it gently, and took a deep breath, "I just like to smell the perfume on you."
"Failed." Hu Na shook her head, "Cheng Qianfan was very cautious and did not use the cigarette that Ding Yu had touched."
"A timid guy." The man snorted coldly.
"At present, Ding Yu can only start by waiting for Ding Yu to climb Cheng Qianfan's bed and Cheng Qianfan relaxes his guard." Hu Na said.
"This guy is cheap." The man's mouth twitched, and Ding Yu's delicate and beautiful face and beautiful body appeared in his mind, and he was a little irritable.
"Brother De." Hu Na suddenly sighed, "If Cheng Qianfan found out that Ding Yu was trying to smoke tobacco, would he be angry..."
"No." Su Chende shook his head, "As long as Ding Yu is smart, even if he is discovered, he can be said to be fun to cheer him up. Although Cheng Qianfan is cruel and ruthless, he rarely gets angry with women."
Hu Na turned her head and glanced at the man beside her, and sighed in her heart.
Su Chende's words deceived her, who was ignorant a few years ago, and Cheng Qianfan rarely tried to destroy flowers. That was why no woman dared to harm him. If she learned that Ding Yu was secretly harming him, a Japanese-style pro-prostitute who was covered in blood in her hands would not be merciful.
"This kind of opium is a freshly developed species in Yunnan. Shanghai has not. Once Cheng Qianfan becomes addicted, this person can be controlled by me." Su Chende rubbed Hu Na's chest with his right hand, and his face showed an excitement. "Cheng Qianfan has a lot of authority in the French Concession. If he controls this person, my Shanghai District is equivalent to holding a great help."
As he said that, he held his right hand and asked Hu Na, "Director Xue hates Wu Shanyue to the core. We may try to get rid of Wu Shanyue through Cheng Qianfan."
"Let's talk about everything when Ding Yu succeeds, and then control Cheng Qianfan." Hu Na thought for a while and said.
She felt that Su Chende was too optimistic, and she felt that Su Chende was thinking too beautifully, as if everything would go smoothly according to his plan.
This feeling made Hu Na a little uneasy.
"With Ding Yu's appearance, how can a hungry ghost in Cheng Qianfan be fooled?" Su Chende said with confidence.
Xue Yingzeng appointed him as the mayor of the Shanghai Special District of the Central Commission for Discipline and placed high hopes for him. He specifically reminded him that after arriving in Shanghai, he would get rid of Wu Shanyue at all costs.
Unfortunately, the several assassinations against Wu Shanyue in the Central Commission for Administration of China failed, which instead caused a lot of people to lose.
Therefore, Su Chende took a different approach and thought about getting things done by controlling Cheng Qianfan.
In addition, it is only possible to control Cheng Qianfan, deputy general manager of the French Concession Central District, to achieve this, and it is also a great achievement.
Thinking of the beautiful subordinates like Ding Yu being enjoyed by Cheng Qianfan, Su Chende was even more angry. He kissed Hu Na's neck, "I'll reward you tonight."
...
"I really don't want to go to the house to see it?" He Guan asked, looking at Fang Muheng.
Previously, he escorted Fang Muheng to Shanghai for treatment. After Fang Muheng woke up and was out of danger of his life, he returned to the Qingdong Guerrillas.
This time, I returned to Shanghai to escort Fang Muheng, who had recovered from injury, left Shanghai and returned to the first detachment of the Maoshan New Fourth Army in Zhenjiang.
"I won't go." Fang Muheng shook his head, "If my whereabouts are discovered, it will only cause trouble and danger to the family."
Fang Muheng turned down the blinds and looked at the house at the distance, and his thoughts for his parents and two sisters surged in his heart.
"When the Japanese devils are beaten away, if they are still alive, they will return home to fulfill their filial piety." Fang Muheng said in a deep voice.
Family and country, only a country can have a family. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved. This is the biggest critical moment for the Chinese nation in five thousand years. Since the moment when Citiland resolutely returned to China, he told himself that his life no longer belongs to his home nor to himself.
At this moment, the door of the house opened in the distance, and three people were seen coming out from afar.
As the two men walked closer and closer to this side along the alley, Fang Muheng's eyes widened:
It’s my mother, my sister Xiaoye, and the young girl.
"I saw it getting cold this day. I will buy you two thick clothes later." Fang's mother said to her two daughters. As she said, she gently tapped Yang Ximei's head, "New clothes must be worn, but you must not hide them anymore."
Fang Muheng's eyes were wet, and he looked at his relatives who were walking through the window and approaching Chi Chi.
"Mmma." A silent call came from Fang Muheng's heart.
Fang's mother seemed to have some awareness, looked up at the sky, then looked at the two daughters beside her, and sighed in her heart, "Mu Hengwuer, it's cold, are you?"
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