Chapter 58: Chain reaction caused by Mr. Xu’s love breakup

Xiong Xiling was not pretentious, and she got on the foreign car and pointed to the northeast with her cane: "Go to the Six Kingdoms Hotel."

Chen Zikun is so angry that the Six Kingdoms Hotel is a place where Miss Yao often appears. But then he thought that he did not encounter it so by chance, so he went there with a bit of an hour.

When I arrived at the downstairs of the Six Kingdoms Hotel in Dongjiaomin Lane, I met an acquaintance, but it was not Miss Yao, but Xu Er. This guy was watching with relish, and didn't notice Chen Zikun's arrival at all.

"Old Xiong, I'm here, I'll wait for you here." Chen Zikun's parking lane.

Xiong Xiling said, "No, go in with me."

"This... is not good." Chen Zikun hesitated. It would be a little bad if the Japanese spies were still waiting in the hotel to catch "Julian" and see themselves again.

"It's all my friends, nothing wrong with it." Xiong Xiling insisted. Chen Zikun was not easy to refuse, and shouted at Xu Er: "Xu Er, help me watch the car."

Xu Eryi looked up and saw that it was Chen Zikun. He was so scared that he trembled and hurriedly said, "Okay, OK."

Chen Zikun followed Xiong Xiling into the Six Kingdoms Hotel. There were only a few white people sitting scattered on the sofa in the lobby, and there were no Japanese spies. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

When the lobby manager saw Xiong Xiling arrive, he hurried forward to greet him: "Prime Minister Xiong, Mr. Lin and the others are already waiting for you, please come here."

When I arrived at the cafe upstairs, there were four people sitting in a private room by the window, all dressed in suits and ties. One of them was Chen Zikun's old acquaintance, Lin Wenjing's eldest uncle Lin Changmin.

Seeing Xiong Xiling bringing a young man with a strange face in, the four of them were a little surprised, and Lin Changmin was even more stunned, thinking that this was not Julian, a Red Russian spy wanted some time ago, why did he appear at the Six Kingdoms Hotel again?

Xiong Xiling said: "Zikun, let me introduce it. This is Mr. Wang Daxie, who has acted as Prime Minister like me. This is Mr. Liu Chongyou, a member of the House of Representatives. This is Mr. Lin Changmin, who has served as the Chief of Justice. He is now the Director of Foreign Affairs Committee of the Presidential Office. Finally, Mr. Ye Jingxin and Mr. Lin are colleagues, Secretary of the Presidential Office and Secretary of the Foreign Affairs Committee."

He also said to the four people: "This young man is my age-lost friend. The recently issued rules for the management of public toilets in the capital were from his hands."

Chen Zikun was neither humble nor arrogant, and bowed and said, "Chen Zikun, whose courtesy name is Kunwu, is a chariot from the Ziguang Train Factory in Xuanwumen."

Xiong Xiling was secretly happy when she saw him calmly and appropriately.

The four of them also secretly praised it. Although this young man was humble, he was elegant. No wonder Xiong Xiling valued it so much.

Lin Changmin suddenly realized that this person and Julian were two completely different people, but it was also a strange story to have two people in the world who looked so similar. Of course, this matter was more sensitive, so he couldn't say much, so he could only hide it in his heart.

The waiter brought two cups of coffee, a small silver spoon and a sugar cube. While listening to them talking, Chen Zikun naturally picked up the sugar cube and put it in the coffee cup. He stirred it with a small silver spoon. He held the plate with his left hand and took a sip with the cup with his right hand. The coffee was good, the fragrance was strong and smooth, and it felt like déjà vu.

His every move fell into Lin Changmin's eyes, but it made him suspicious. This "driver" was very concise when drinking coffee, but he was not like a vulgar and low-class coolie. In Lin Changmin's impression, the water that pulls the cart always drinks like a livestock. This person is so gentle and elegant, just like a young master from a big mansion. Even if he is Xiong Xiling's age-lost friend, it shouldn't be because Mr. Xiong Xiling doesn't drink coffee at all in the house.

While he was distracted, Ye Jingxin said, "Brother Zong Meng, you haven't told Mr. Xiong the latest news about Paris yet."

Lin Changmin hurriedly said: "That's right. Liang Qichao sent another telegram yesterday. He said that Britain and France did not support me in claiming Shandong sovereignty. Among the top five, only President Wilson of the United States repeatedly emphasized justice and justice, and called for the establishment of a new international order. He was helpless and could not speak out."

Xiong Xiling sighed: "Although European powers have always had conflicts with Japan, they will never offend Japan for China. It is already slim to use the Paris Peace Conference to regain Shandong's sovereignty. By the way, what news is there in Hunan?"

Wang Daxie said: "Wu Peifu still stayed in Hengyang and sent a telegram to the whole country to call for peace every now and then. He secretly met Zhao Hengti in the south. It is said that the two have become friends with eight worshipers."

Liu Chongyou sneered: "This is deliberately causing trouble for Duan Hefei. Wu Ziyu is brave and good at fighting. He went south and was unstoppable. However, Duan Qirui gave the position of governor of Hunan to Zhang Jingyao, a wine bag. Zhang Jingyao is the person Wu Peifu looked down upon the most. Duan Qirui did this and destroyed his plan to unify the whole country with force. Guangdong and Guangxi were right in front of him, but Wu Peifu did not move. Look, I can't guarantee that Wu Peifu will come back with his troops one day."

They were talking here in a hurry, but Chen Zikun couldn't help but yawn quietly. He didn't know any of Duan Qirui and Wu Peifu, and he couldn't even interfere. He was really boring.

Xiong Xiling noticed his impatientness and said, "Zikun, you go back in advance. I will call a taxi by myself later. It is very convenient here."

"How could that happen..." Chen Zikun said politely, but said goodbye. When he returned to the entrance of the hotel, he was about to tease Xu Er, but suddenly heard a sudden sound of high heels stepping on the ground of Simmonting behind him, accompanied by a man's shout: "Mis Yao, wait for me."

Then there was the familiar female voice: "Mr. Xu, I already have someone in my heart, and that person is not you."

Chen Zikun was shocked. Isn’t this Yao Yilei’s voice?

He was afraid of anything he was coming to him, and only the footsteps came to him. Chen Zikun was at a loss and was in chaos. Xu Er looked at him curiously, thinking to himself, thinking what's going on with this kid.

Xu Tingge on the other side was still entangled: "Miss Yao, tell me who that person is, and I want to duel with him!"

Yao Yilei ignored him and walked to Chen Zikun's rickshaw, raised her legs and got on the car: "Carrier, go quickly."

Chen Zikun didn't dare to turn around, so he pulled the car and ran away. Xu Tingge also jumped into Xu Er's car and ordered: "Chasing!"

Two rickshaws chased each other, but Chen Zikun was still better at his skills and got rid of the pursuers at the intersection. Xu Tingge sighed and complained to Xu Er: "Why are you running so slowly?"

Xu Er said aggrievedly: "I read the book in the middle of the night last night. I was in poor spirits. Please forgive me."

Xu Tingge stomped his feet and said nothing.

...

"Carrier, you run very quickly, stop." Yao Yilei said.

Chen Zikun parked the car on the side of the road. Yao Yilei took Wujiao Xiaoyang from his wallet and handed it over. He had to reach out to pick it up. His eyes were facing each other, and Yao Yilei was almost shocked.

"Julian" makes her unforgettable and unforgettable, and the coachman in front of her is so similar to Julian, which makes people suspect that she is the same person.

"You... know me?" Yao Yilei asked tentatively. She had been involved in the social circle. She had a good ability to observe words and expressions. Judging from the coachman's expression, she seemed to be dodging something.

"I know, your car once hit the car in our car factory." Chen Zikun answered honestly.

Yao Yilei breathed a sigh of relief, and she also remembered that there was something happened. The coachman who ran out to question her was very tall, had a handsome appearance, and had a very similar face to Julian. Of course, the difference in temperament was huge.

"Oh, it's you." Yao Yilei stared at Chen Zikun's face without any scruples, thinking that if he had to put a mustache on him, he would be another Julian.

"Miss, are you okay?" Chen Zikun asked.

"It's okay, this is your money." Yao Yilei threw the small silver coin to Chen Zikun, looked at the bronze medal of the "Purple Light" nailed on the rickshaw, thinking about something.

...

Xu Er pulled the rickshaw across the road. Xu Tingge stood in the car and watched around. It was difficult to find Miss Yao's traces, and he couldn't help but waved his fist hard.

"Young Master, are you going home?" Xu Er asked.

"Go back." Xu Tingge sat down dejectedly.

Halfway through the way, he suddenly changed his mind: "Go to Shaanxi Lane!"

"Okay, Shaanxi Lane." Xu Er turned the front of the car, but was a little surprised. The young master actually went to the eighth Hutongs to play. If the master knew about this, he would not break his legs.

However, this is not a question that the servants consider. Xu Er pulled his car and headed straight to Shaanxi Alley. This is a place where brothels in the capital gathered. After the Republic of China, the regulations that officials were not allowed to visit prostitutes were cancelled. The fireworks industry in the capital was developing rapidly, and famous prostitutes emerged one after another. Such as Jinhua and Xiaofengxian were popular. Even people like Xu Er could tell jokes about one or two Jinhua fighting wadesi, and Cai Songpo meeting a soulmate.

When he arrived near Shaanxi Lane, Xu Tingge got out of the car and sent Xu Er to wait at the entrance of the alley. He found a brothel and went up. This was not the first time he had been rejected by Yao Yilei. He felt a sense of evil aura in his heart. If he didn't find a place to vent, he would have to get sick.

When the madam saw a young master with a frown and luxuriously dressed in luxury, she immediately smiled and asked him to serve him at the elegant seat upstairs, greeting him with good wine and food, and called a group of colorful Yingying Yanyan to come for the young master to choose.

"Not even possible, change!" Xu Tingge waved his hand. How could these vulgar fans compare with Miss Yao?

I was not satisfied with the several batches of them, but I drank a lot of wine. The madam's eyes turned and asked, "Have you ever known a girl?"

"No."

"What kind of thing the young master likes, I can help you find it."

Xu Tingge thought for a while and said with a fascination: "She must be beautiful, enchanting, lively and cute, and also interesting, knowing English poetry and the most popular fashion in Paris."

The madam widened her eyes and thought to herself that the young master's request was really too much. She smiled and said, "Young Master, we are not without girls like you. Recently, a Shanghai Red Prostitute came and liked to wear foreign clothes and talk about foreign languages, but... the price is not low."

Xu Tingge was in a bad mood, and after drinking a little more wine, he became angry on the spot. He slapped the table and said, "Do you know who I am? My uncle is Xu Shuzheng, the deputy commander of the army. Do you think I have money?"

The madam immediately pretended to be shocked: "Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Xu. I have no eyes. Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

As he said that, he also squinted his face a few times.

Xu Tingge said irritably: "Why don't you call someone here?"

The madam said, "Come soon." He went downstairs happily, and after a while, he led a slim and fair-skinned girl up. She felt a modern look in her every move, and Xu Tingge's eyes were straightened.

"Mr. Xu, this is Miss Manli from Shanghai, you can chat slowly." The madam giggled, retreated and helped close the door.

Miss Manli was a member of the Shanghai beach. You can tell at a glance that Xu Tingge is a heartbreaking college student. In addition, the madam told her that the other party was the young master of the Army's deputy chief, so she should not be negligent and serve her wholeheartedly. She helped Xu Tingge pour wine and asked in Mandarin with a soft Wunong accent: "Can you share your sorrow with me?"

So gentle and considerate, Xu Tingge was almost intoxicated, and slowly came his love story with tears in his eyes...

...

Downstairs of the brothel, another middle-aged guest in a suit and tie came. When he entered, he asked, "Is Miss Manli here?"

The madam waved her handkerchief and greeted her: "Oh, it's Professor Chen. You haven't come one day. So what, Manli is feeling uncomfortable today. I'll help you find another beautiful one."

Professor Chen said: "Nonsense, I made an appointment with Manli, how could I feel uncomfortable suddenly?" As he said that, he climbed the stairs, and the madam was so panicked that she chased him closely: "Professor Chen, Manli is really not here."
Chapter completed!