"Mr. Andrei, are you a Bolshevik?" Yan Xiaohui suddenly asked.
"Of course, this is my pride." Andre said with a big Russian smile.
"Shouldn't you be helping the Chinese Communist Party? Why would you help the Kuomintang people?" Yan Xiaohui asked sarcastically.
Andre was speechless, thought for a moment and smiled: "I can't influence the government's decision-making, but the enemy of our enemy is our friend. Since the Kuomintang government is Japan's enemy, it is our friend, no matter what party it is."
"But the relationship between the Republic of China government and the Japanese government is very good now? Both governments are committed to good neighborliness and promoting friendship between the two peoples." Yan Xiaohui said with a smile.
"That's just the surface. We have no conflict with the Japanese government now, but everyone knows that we are enemies, and the same goes for your Republic of China government. It is possible to have a military conflict with Japan at any time. This is something that does not depend on our will." An
Andre said seriously.
"You mean that it is impossible for China and Japan to become friends after all, right?" Yan Xiaohui asked thoughtfully.
She actually has no interest in either the Kuomintang or the Communists. She is similar to Lu Ming in that she aspires to be a non-party and non-government person.
Her ideal is to cure diseases and save people and be a good doctor, while Lu Ming only wants to be an excellent detective and relieve the worries of others by himself.
There were many such people at that time, and they were called anarchists. Absolute pacifists like Eikichi Kenda were new and rare.
Because of the family business, Yan Xiaohui feels that the Japanese are relatively trustworthy in business, and there has never been any unpleasant situation when interacting with them.
At this time, another dance music started to play, and Yan Xiaohui pulled Lu Ming off the dance floor without even looking at Yuan Mingzhu, as if he was demonstrating.
Yuan Mingzhu glanced at her with contempt, curled her lips, and said nothing.
"Sister, you just let Lu Ming be so out of control and cuddle with other women in front of you?" Ning Xiner said angrily.
"He is not out of tune, he is doing serious things." Yuan Mingzhu knew that the critical moment had come and must not cause trouble.
Ning Xiner was so angry that she couldn't speak, but Yuan Mingzhu smiled and said: "Sister Xin'er, you should think about your own affairs carefully. If the elder brother one day finds out about you and that gigolo, he will definitely take it into account."
That guy is castrated."
Ning Xiner hurriedly said: "Don't think nonsense, I just learned to dance with him, there is no love between men and women."
"You can tell your elder brother this. If I believe it, will he believe it?" Yuan Mingzhu said with a smile.
She had long seen that the relationship between Ning Xiner and the dancer was far beyond a dance partner, and it would be dangerous to go further. Of course, the dancer would like to marry a rich woman like Ning Xiner, but the eldest brother of the Ning family would never agree.
Dancers may be respected abroad, but in China they belong to the lower class, and their social status may not be as high as that of a girl from Chang San Shu Yu.
At that time, the concept of dance art did not exist in China. Dancers had no professional status and could only make a living by dancing with wealthy women.
"Hey, sister, please don't tell your elder brother about this." Ning Xiner was also a little panicked.
She herself didn't know if she had fallen in love with this gigolo, but the feeling of dancing with him bothered her like a drug addiction. She felt uncomfortable all over without dancing with him for a few days, and she couldn't keep her spirits up.
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"I don't need to tell you this. You know how many eyes and ears Big Brother has. Besides, Big Brother is so confident that you come out to dance every day? He may have found out behind the scenes." Yuan Mingzhu said.
"Well, you're right, what should we do?" Ning Xiner was worried.
"What should I do? Sister Xin'er, for your own good and his own good, you must restrain yourself and limit your relationship to your dancing partner. Once you go beyond that, the gigolo will probably never see you again."
While the two were talking, suddenly the dancer came over to ask Ning Xiner to dance. Ning Xiner was a little flustered. She made mistakes in her dance steps that she had been so proficient in before, and stepped on her partner's feet several times.
"Xin'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" the dancer asked considerately.
"It's nothing, I'm a little distracted." Ning Xiner simply stopped jumping, stepped back and asked the bartender to make a cocktail for her, and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing this, her two personal bodyguards hurried over and asked her with their eyes if something had happened.
Ning Xiner shook her head. The tall and fit dancer also wanted to come over and pay attention, but was stopped by two bodyguards one meter away.
Yuan Mingzhu didn't expect that her few words would have such a big effect. It seemed that Ning Xiner was quite concerned about this dance partner, so she hurriedly came to the rescue and said, "Sister Xin'er, why don't you go back and rest first."
"No, I haven't danced enough yet, keep dancing." She said, her eyes a little dazed as she walked down the dance floor. The dancer quickly followed her to support her, and the bodyguard did not stop her this time.
There was a feast of feasting and entertainment, and everyone was wandering around the dance floor as if sleepwalking.
The air is filled with the smell of cigarettes and fine wine. Who would believe that there is also a life and death crisis mixed in there.
During the long night, a few people who were addicted to smoking actually found a table, took out their big smoking lanterns and big smoking guns, and openly smoked opium. The fragrance of opium was added to the air.
No one was surprised that even after entering the Republic of China and the government issued a ban on smoking, no one cared about this and the number of people smoking opium among the people continued to expand.
Lu Ming did not interfere. Although he was not even interested in cigarettes and hated others smoking, he was unable to change the situation.
"Mr. Lu, if your nation doesn't get rid of this stuff completely, it will still be the sick man of East Asia in a hundred years." Andre looked at those people smoking big cigarettes with disgust and said with disdain.
"It's hard to get back. It's impossible to ban smoking all at once. Now the Republic of China government has made up its mind to ban smoking, and it will gradually stop it in the future." Lu Ming could only say something that even he didn't believe.
Of course he would not have thought that less than twenty years later, a new regime was born, and within three days, pornography, gambling and drugs were banned nationwide. If someone traveled through time and space to tell him,
He will think that is a fantasy.
Andre chatted with him and introduced some things in his country, such as collective farms, state-owned factories, etc. These were all new things and new atmosphere at the time. Lu Ming didn't know these before, but he listened with interest.
"You will be like this one day." Andre said mysteriously.
"Yeah, I hope so." Lu Ming's tone already showed his attitude.
"It's possible, Mr. Lu, that we can all live to see that day come." At this time, Andre spoke plausibly like a prophet.
Of course, Lu Ming didn't pay attention to his words. After many years, he suddenly realized that the night he met Andre was the beginning of his new life.
Activities to welcome the New Year can be carried out regardless of time. The dance lasted until dawn, and the music was still playing.
Despite the stimulation of alcohol, cigarettes, and beautiful women, most people were exhausted, and people kept saying goodbye and leaving. The Yin period had come, and everyone really couldn't stand it any longer.
The effect Lu Ming wanted was completely achieved. As expected, the Japanese did not dare to make any move, and the dance party was successfully concluded.
Lu Ming picked up the microphone and announced: Thank you for coming. The dance is over. I wish you all a happy New Year! I will invite you all again when I have the opportunity. Thank you all!
Everyone shuffled out of the ballroom. It was the darkest moment before dawn, but the street lights were brightly illuminated. People found their vehicles one after another, got in and left.
The four An Gonggen people who had been waiting for this moment got on the big truck among forty Cao Gang gunmen. They were sitting upright on two rows of stools in the truck compartment, and they were indistinguishable from the Cao Gang gunmen.