Under the leadership of Du Yuesheng, Han Baihang was led into a restaurant after walking around two streets.
As soon as he stepped into the door, a little old man wearing a melon skin hat ran over and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Yuesheng is here, please take a seat, please take a seat."
"Wu Laoliu, are there any private rooms? I want to treat you today."
Han Baihang saw that Wu Laoliu was about fifty, and he nodded and bowed to the young Du Yuesheng with a flattering look on his face. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he thought about this era, it was good to survive, and dignity was just bullshit.
The mocking words on the lips turned into a soft sigh and swallowed into the stomach.
"Who is this?" Wu Laoliu took a look at Han Baihang and felt that this person was very handsome. Even if he had never seen a prominent figure in Shanghai, he had heard of him. There had never been such a young person.
And looking at Han Baihang's behavior and bulging waist, Wu Laoliu can 100% confirm that he is a soldier.
"This is my brother. Don't be too talkative. Just prepare a room for me and buy some good wine and food. Don't be too talkative like a talkative woman."
"Yes, yes, I'm too talkative. You two, please come over here."
Wu Laoliu walked in front with a smile, led Han Baihang and the others to the second floor, found a room facing the street, arranged for the two of them, hunched over and stepped back, closing the door ajar.
Han Baihang sat down and looked around. Although the private room was not luxurious, it showed a bit of elegance.
A large round table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and a fresh jasmine flower was placed in the middle, exuding a faint fragrance. A screen stood behind Han Baihang. As soon as the two sat down, two pretty girls walked in
, sitting behind the screen and singing a ditty.
The dim electric light package above my head swayed gently in the soft singing, completely covering up the noisy sounds outside the window, as if I was in another world.
"Brother Han, let me toast you first." Du Yuesheng picked up the drink that had just been brought in, filled it up for Han Baihang, and drank it all in one gulp after saying a polite word.
"Brother Yuesheng said that, you are out of touch. You and I hit it off immediately, so I shouldn't let you spend so much money. Why don't I treat you to this meal today?"
When Han Baihang finished drinking the wine in the glass, he began to be polite to Du Yuesheng. When Du Yuesheng heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly, picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for Han Baihang and said: "Brother, what are you talking about? If you hadn't acted so generously today, brother, I wouldn't have done it today."
But it’s a shame. Besides, the owner of Juyuanlou is from the same hometown as me, so he can’t spend much money.”
The two drank another drink, and Han Baihang also realized that Yidu Yuesheng's current financial resources might not be able to afford this meal. It could be seen from the look in the boss's eyes just now.
However, Han Baihang did not tell the truth. After all, this kind of behavior can be seen at any time. With Du Yuesheng's vicious eyes, it is certainly not difficult to see the value of Han Baihang, and he is naturally willing to pay.
The more you pay, the more you gain.
"Brother Baihang, your accent is from the north, right?" Du Yuesheng put the wine glass to his lips, took a sip and asked softly.
"Brother is laughing, my younger brother is originally from Shanxi."
"Oh, it seems like we have some connection with each other."
Han Baihang was shocked. He knew nothing about Du Yuesheng's life. He was a native of Shanghai and his ancestors had never left Shanghai for three generations. How could he be related to him, a Shanxi native?
"Brother, I don't know. My great-grandfather Zengjing was a civil servant in the former Qing Dynasty. After winning the imperial examination, he was assigned to be an official in Binbei Baoshan County, and then his family moved here." Du Yuesheng drank the wine in one gulp and sighed.
He said in one voice: "I heard from my father that my great-grandfather's greatest wish during his lifetime was to return to his roots. But the descendants were unfilial and failed to let the elders get their wish."
As he spoke, Du Yuesheng squeezed out two tears, making Han Baihang cry or laugh. If he hadn't known Du Yuesheng's true identity earlier, this sincere performance would have been able to win over people's hearts.
Han Baihang had no choice but to use his acting skills, and said with a sad expression: "The current situation is turbulent. It is not due to our brothers, so don't bear it in mind."
"Hey, let's not talk about those depressing things today." Du Yuesheng filled another glass of wine and said to Han Baihang: "It is my blessing, Du Yuesheng, to be able to meet brothers today. It is an eye-opener for God."
Du Yuesheng's tears came and went as soon as they came. Han Baihang saw this in his eyes and secretly admired: "No wonder this man can become a figure like the emperor of Shanghai, but this skill is not something ordinary people can do."
Seeing that Du Yuesheng is still young, his eyebrows are not strong, and his body is somewhat salesy. He looks more like a scholar than a gangster. But the fierce light in the corners of his eyes and the rising sword eyebrows all reveal this person's heart.
The ambition that pierces the sky.
"Why did that brother come here this time?" Du Yuesheng glanced at Han Baihang's waist intentionally or unintentionally, and asked pointedly: "Is it to visit relatives?"
"That's not true. I do have something to do when I come to Shanghai this time, but it's too complicated and it's really hard to talk about it."
Although Du Yuesheng is not yet in power, he speaks and acts as tactfully as an old fox. The Yantu matter has not been settled yet, and I don’t know if Yang Zhenhua can invite Zhang Renkui, and it has nothing to do with Du Yuesheng, Huang Jinrong’s subordinate.
Said.
But instead of lying to him, it is better to reveal something vaguely, which will not make him suspicious. As expected, Du Yuesheng laughed and said: "Since it is a private matter of brothers, then I will not talk too much. But if brothers have anything,
If it's an inconvenient place, feel free to tell me. I'm still a bit thin in this area of Shanghai, so I can save myself a lot of trouble."
Anyone can write a bad check, but Han Baihang didn't take it to heart, but said with great gratitude: "I will definitely bother Brother Yuesheng by then."
"Easy to say, easy to say. Come and eat food."
After saying this, the food was served one after another. The two drank a few drinks, their cheeks were slightly red, and they started to taste the food and wine on the table after being polite.
The food adheres to the essence of Shanghai cuisine, which is mainly sweet and sour. Although Han Baihang is not picky, he suppressed his drunkenness after eating for a few times and put down his chopsticks.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Does the food not taste good?" Du Yuesheng asked in confusion when she saw Han Baihang stopped.
"Brother Du is surprised. I don't have much fat in my stomach, so I can't eat so much meat and fish. If you eat too much, you'll get upset, so it's better to eat less."
"Whatever brother wants to eat, I will tell you to do it." Du Yuesheng said as he stood up and was about to walk out. Han Baihang quickly grabbed him, glanced around, and whispered: "Eating is the next best thing. Brother, there are some things here."
