Chapter 22 Two women compete for the battle

Without further ado, Chen Zikun was about to ask the servant to go out and call a rickshaw, but Yao Yilei called out directly: "Afu, get the car." Then he saw Afu, the old carman in Yao Mansion, come out of the south house, take off his hat and say respectfully: "Hello, son-in-law."

Chen Zikun said, "Why are you?"

Yao Yilei said, "Why can't it be him? My parents have gone to Tianjin. The car is idle anyway. Ah Fu used to be with me, and just drove for us. Are you unhappy?"

"If it's not the case, it's good." Chen Zikun said hurriedly.

Speaking of which, Afu is a witness to his love with Yao Yilei. Moreover, while he was wandering in another place, the letters sent to Yao Yilei were kept by Afu, so Chen Zikun was quite grateful to him.

The newly bought British Rover sedan that Yao Qizhen had been cheated by his daughter and became Chen Gongguan's private car. The two got into the car and headed straight to the hair alley. They arrived at the door of the car factory in a short while and saw that the yard was empty and there was not a single coachman. Even Baoqing, who used to be guarding the door, was gone.

Chen Zikun felt a stern, thinking something was wrong, so he went in and shouted twice. Xing'er came out of the downward room and said, "Oh, Da Kunzi is back from a business trip. You look for Baoqing, he has gone to sports car."

"The shopkeeper is still running the car himself?" Chen Zikun was a little puzzled.

Xing'er said: "The world is chaotic outside, and the foreign car business is so good. I can go through three days a day. Originally, the big boy's business was willing to pay 50 cents. Baoqing couldn't hold it in, so he took action himself. This war is in chaos. What if something happens? Da Kunzi, if you see him, please advise me."

Chen Zikun was amused and crying. The order was in chaos. People were busy running away, and pulling rickshaws became a hot commodity. However, he felt relieved that he had no trouble in the car factory. After asking Xing'er to go out a few words. Suddenly, Guo'er came out of the backyard and was dressed in neatly. Xing'er hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing? Don't read books at home."

Guoer said: "I'm going to watch the fun. I heard that the people who make money have gone to the President's house. There are also people who set up a stage to perform at the entrance of Dongchang Hutong."

Xing'er was so angry that she picked up her broom and beat her: "There are chaos outside, so you can stop causing trouble for me, go back quickly."

Guo'er went back in disappointment. Xing'er threw away the broom and smiled bitterly: "My younger brother has been worried since he was a child."

Chen Zikun said: "Don't take it to your heart. It's not a bad thing to like to join in the fun. So, let's leave first and wait for Baoqing to come back and ask him to call me."

"Come." Xing'er sent them out of the gate and drove more than ten meters away. Guo'er jumped off the wall, as quick as a monkey.

"Stop" Chen Zikun said, Ah Fu braked and honked the horn. Guoer looked back and grinned. Chen Zikun leaned over and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Dongchang Hutong."

“Get on the bus.”

"Okay!" Guoer opened the car door and jumped up. Yao Yileiqi said, "No, you really want to go to Dongchang Hutong? You can join in the fun too."

Chen Zikun narrowed his eyes and said, "Leilei, do you remember four years ago when we watched the fun on Chang'an Street. Later, we followed the parade students to Zhaojialou and witnessed the fire with our own eyes."

Yao Yilei said: "Of course I remember that we were separated because of that fire, otherwise we would have been together long ago."

Chen Zikun said: "I don't mean that, I mean that the fire accelerated the demise of Duan Qirui's government. Today's turmoil may lead to Li Yuanhong's resignation. This is a political drama, and we cannot miss it."

Guoer interrupted, "That's different. The May Fourth Movement was initiated by patriotic students, but the protests outside Dongchang Hutong were the officers and police officers who were making trouble, as well as the so-called civic groups, which are essentially completely different."

Chen Zikun said seriously: "But the effect is the same. The government is already terminally ill. Every time we make a toss, we push the country half a step to the edge of the cliff. All we can do is witness history."

Guoer is just a junior high school student. At home, adults always think he is a child and don’t discuss politics with him. Now Chen Zikun talks about political topics on an equal footing basis, which makes him quite excited and feel a sense of pride.

Yao Yilei couldn't listen: "Didn't you just want to watch the fun? You're talking about so many irrelevant ones."

Chen Zikun said: "By the way, to put it bluntly, I just like to watch parades, why?"

Yao Yilei gave him a blank look and stopped talking.

Dongchang Hutong is on the east side of the Forbidden City, and there is a large mansion on the north side of the east entrance of the Hutong. In his early years, it was the mansion of Ronglu, a powerful official of the Qing Dynasty. After the Republic of China, President Yuan spent 100,000 yuan to buy the mansion and gave it to Li Yuanhong. From then on, it became Li Yuanhong's mansion.

Today, Dongchang Hutong is particularly lively, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and it is full of people. However, there are all kinds of people, but there are no students. Guoer said that the protagonist of this movement has nothing to do with college students.

There was a stage in the distance, and a man with a Tianjin accent gave a speech. Every time he said, someone applauded him. The loudest ones were the heroes with big arms, round waists and open arms, and a slap with wide hearts and hair, with a look of a sensation.

Chen Zikun sneered: "It's really a matter of being a soldier who has been separated for three days. The gangsters in Beijing have begun to care about politics."

"In order to save the country, we have to ask the Li family to quickly realize and abdicate to the next day to give way to the wise." After the last sentence, the man raised his arms and shouted: "Li Yuanhong stepped down!" The sound waves were higher than a while, and some people whistled and cursed. The gate of the Li Mansion was closed and there was no response.

Someone brought a basket of rotten eggs, and everyone smashed them hard. The door of Li Mansion was in a mess. The gangsters cheered loudly, and the sound of cheering was heard. Yao Yilei couldn't help but angrily: "No matter what, the President is also the head of state. How can these people be allowed to bully like this? Where have the people from the Beijing Police Department gone?"

Chen Zikun said: "If you can't pay the salary, the police will go on strike long ago."

Yao Yilei said: "Then no one will take care of these guys?"

Chen Zikun said: "They are all those who Cao Kun and Laoshuai spent money to invite them to act. Whoever dares to care, can they care."

Yao Yilei stopped talking, and Guoer looked at the chaos outside the car window and didn't speak.

In the distance, several people climbed up the telephone pole and cut off the telephone line that Li's mansion and the outside world. A loud shout came from below. Chen Zikun could no longer watch it and asked Ah Fu to drive away. He didn't say anything along the way. Guoer looked out the window with his head tilted, as if he was thinking about something.

When he returned to Chen Mansion, Chen Zikun had an unknown premonition as soon as he entered the gate. Sure enough, the servant stepped forward and said, "Master, Madam, a guest is here at home."

"Oh, who is here?" Yao Yilei asked casually. She knew a lot of people in the Beijing social circle. Although she was not as popular as Lu Xiaoman and Lin Huiyin, she was also one of the most famous socialites in the upper class. It is common for people to visit her family.

The servant looked at Chen Zikun and stopped talking.

Chen Zikun immediately understood that he had no choice but to bite the bullet and came to the living room of the downward room. Sure enough, he saw two people sitting in the room, Jian Bing and Li Yaoting, with a few large suitcases on the ground, obviously he had just gotten off the train.

"Beijing is really backward, there is not even tap water." Jian Bing held the cover bowl in his hand and was muttering to Li Yaoting. Suddenly he realized that Chen Zikun was coming in, so Yingying stood up and said, "You are back."

Yao Yilei immediately changed her face and said coldly: "Who is she?"

Chen Zikun said: "Her surname is Chen and her name is Jianbing. I met him in Shanghai..."

"A confidante, right? Didn't I say that you should hurry up and dismiss all the Yingying Yanyan, why did they come to the door?" Yao Yilei was a lady from a wealthy family. She didn't get angry in public. She looked up and down with her eyes, first looking at Jian Bing's belly, without obvious signs of bulge, then she breathed a sigh of relief, then looking at her appearance, body, temperament, and a heart hangs up again.

Jianbing is a famous prostitute in Shanghai. Shanghai is the number one international metropolis in the Far East. It is far from comparable to cities such as Beijing, Tianjin and Hankou. The fashionable people in Shanghai have always been closely following Europe and the United States and leading the East Asian trend. The popular clothing styles in Shanghai are three months behind before they can keep up with the trend. Jianbing is a character who spends money like water and has always spared no effort in the outfit. In addition, it is a natural beauty and acquired cultivation. His temperament and appearance are not an exaggeration to be superior to Beijing.

Yao Yilei lived in Shanghai for a while in her childhood, but she grew up in Beijing as a girl. She was full of the style of a Beijing girl, honest and generous, dared to love and hate. In addition, she was born in an official family and grew up with her parents since she was a child. She thought she was a proud daughter of heaven. She suddenly saw a woman who had overwhelmed her in everything. Besides, this person was her rival, so she was even more intolerable.

"Let her go." Miss Yao said with a tiger face.

"Stop making trouble, they are all family." Chen Zikun said this without any confidence. After all, Jian Bing came too suddenly, but it was impossible to let him drive Jian Bing away.

"She won't leave, right? I'll leave." Yao Yilei's mouth was so much and her feet didn't move. She just wanted to squeeze out this beautiful girl and let her be more sensible and get out of here.

"Miss Yao, listen to me." Li Yaoting interjected with a shy face. Miss Yao was on the hot head and didn't leave any face for him: "Xiao Shunzi, right? I'm wearing a suit now, and on the table, right?" Yao Yilei sarcastically said, "When you were a listener at the Six Kingdoms Hotel, you gave me a lot of rewards. Why are you talking to outsiders now?"

Li Yaoting laughed and said, "That's right, Miss Yao still remembers me, this is not just..."

"Is there any part you can talk here?" Yao Yilei said coldly.

Chen Zikun couldn't help it and said angrily: "This is my brother, why can't I speak anymore? This is my home."

Yao Yilei nodded: "Okay, brothers are like brothers and feet, women are like clothes, Chen Zikun, you can do it, I'll leave."

After saying that, she turned around and left. No wonder she got so angry that she was about to get married. Suddenly, her husband's former mistress came to her. Such a thing could not be tolerated on any woman.

Chen Zikun regretted it, but he was unable to give in because he was unable to give in, so he could only watch Yao Yulei walk out.

"Sister, stay," Jian Bing said.

Yao Yilei stopped, but did not turn around. This was her home court, so she would not easily lose.

"I should leave. I'm so embarrassed to cause trouble for you." At some point, Jian Bing had already carried his luggage. After saying this, he didn't even look at Chen Zikun and left sadly in the heavy suitcase.
Chapter completed!