Although it's late winter, the business of the Metropolitan Dance Hall is getting better and better.
Ye Laixiang is the most popular singer in the metropolis. She recently took over a movie and often goes to star film companies to film.
The speed of filming is fast, and the singing in the metropolis is late, and things on both sides cannot be fully taken into account. But as long as there is time, Ding Yuexuan will still go to the metropolis.
Xu is that everyone wants to dispel some cold in the winter night, even if Ye Laixiang rarely comes, the metropolis is still so bustling and lively.
The singing of the showgirls is moving, and the waltz is extremely elegant, and can quickly forget those gloomy days.
The people of Hongmen didn't dare to look for things for the time being, and the property under the name of the Qinghui was well managed, and Shen Jiu was not as busy as before.
As long as he has time, he will run to the Warlord's Mansion.
This morning, the weather was extremely cold, with fine frost on the branches.
Shen Jiu came to the Governor's Mansion, and the housekeeper told him that Lu Huai had stayed at the Peace Hotel all night and had not returned yet. He could wait in the study.
There are few people who can enter Luhuai's study, and Shen Jiu is one of them.
Lu Huai was extremely busy, and Shen Jiu was used to it. He sat there with freshly brewed tea on the table, knocking on the table boredly.
The study was empty.
Without Lu Huai, Shen Jiu could not see Ajiu without permission.
I don't know how Ajiu is doing
It's so cold in winter, has she taken care of herself
There are very few people in the Warlord’s Mansion who can sign language. Who will chat with Ah Jiu
…
Shen Jiu sat and thought about a lot of questions, but at the same time he felt that he was thinking too much. Lu Huai is Ajiu's elder brother and will naturally protect her.
But these are all Ajiu's things. For Shen Jiu, no matter how many questions are, there is no way to think about it or finish it.
Shen Jiu picked up the tea cup, he suddenly remembered that he had seen Ah Jiu in the garden before.
The tea was steaming, and he put the cup back.
Shen Jiu got up and walked to the window. He knew that he could clearly see the scene in the garden from there.
Shen Jiu stopped, and there was a white mist on the glass window.
He just glanced there subconsciously.
There was a girl standing in the garden, and she walked slowly towards the gate of the Warlord’s House.
Her back is very quiet.
Shen Jiu's movements stopped and stared in her direction.
Ajiu's pace is very slow.
As if every step was as light and delicate as her.
Until the figure disappeared, Shen Jiu still looked in that direction. It seems this way, you can catch those fleeting things.
After a while, a voice rang behind him.
Lu Huai opened the door and entered the study. Seeing Shen Jiu in a daze, he asked casually.
"What are you looking at?" Lu Huai's voice was low.
Shen Jiu suddenly recovered and turned to look at Lu Huai.
"Nothing." He concealed his thoughts without a trace.
Lu Huai had guessed something, but he did not speak.
…
Shen Jiu returned to Metropolis. The black car stopped and he crossed the long walkway.
In the daytime, there are no people in the metropolis. But the singers who perform will practice seriously.
A singer respectfully yelled: "Jiuye."
The showgirl is holding a novel in her hands.
Shen Jiu glanced, only to think that the cover was done well.
Shen Jiu retracted his gaze, and a thought arose.
If he could understand the girl's mind, it might be more useful.
Shen Jiu asked: "What are you holding in your hand?"
The showgirl clenched the novel in her hand. Is it because she didn't work hard in rehearsal and took advantage of her free time to read the novel, which made Jiuye upset
Singer: "Jiuye, I only have my spare time..."
Shen Jiu raised his hand to prevent her from apologizing.
Cao An immediately understood what Shen Jiu meant, but Jiuye just asked casually.
Cao An: "Yijun is the most popular novel now. I heard that the author is still from Shanghai."
"Women on the beach like to watch it."
Although Cao An doesn't have much culture, he has done a lot of homework for Bo Jiuye.
From tycoon anecdotes to gossip, there is nothing in Shanghai that Cao An does not know.
Since those women in Shanghai like to watch Yijun, this story must be well written.
Shen Jiu pondered a little, if some things were changed into stories, it would be easier to empathize.
His eyes fell on the author's name of the novel.
Ji Yi.
…
Recently, Yijun’s author Ji Yi returned to Shanghai.
Ji Yi is a native of Shanghai. He studied at the American Missionary School in the public concession and later went to the National Peking University.
Ji Yi usually has a job and writes some manuscripts in his spare time. Her novels have always been tepid, and the publisher did not expect much of Yijun's novel.
Unexpectedly, Yijun has been published and unexpectedly achieved great success. Ji Yi also became one of the most dazzling writers in the literary world.
A plane from Paris to Shanghai stopped at the airport, and a young woman with delicate makeup came down.
Ji Yi quit her job a long time ago. She went to Paris Normal University to study French literature, and she has just returned.
Ji Yi has a high-end apartment in the French Concession, where she would live when she was in Shanghai.
She walked to the door with the suitcase, opened the door and went in.
Ji Yi walked to the hallway and heard the sound coming from inside.
The black phone kept ringing.
In the silent room, the ringing of the telephone was particularly noisy.
She has been out of China for many days, either a magazine reminder or an appointment with a friend.
Ji Yi put down his suitcase, walked over, and answered the phone: "Hello."
The voice on the other end of the phone was very strange: "Is this Miss Ji Yi?"
Ji Yi frowned slightly: "It's me."
Cao An: "Miss Ji, I'm a member of the Qinghui. Our Jiuye would like to meet you."
Ji Yi's heart shuddered.
She only returned to Shanghai. When did she offend Shen Jiuye of the Qinghui
Ji Yi calmed his emotions: "What's the matter with Jiu Ye looking for me?"
Cao An seems to have guessed Ji Yi's thoughts: "It is reasonable for us to clear the meeting, but this time we meet, Miss Ji must come."
Cao An meant that if Ji Yi didn't come, he would tie her over.
After putting the phone on the phone, Ji Yi was a little flustered. She knew very well that it was just a warning. If she disagreed, she would be threatened more seriously.
This time Shen Jiuye's invitation, she had to go if she didn't want to.
That afternoon, Qinghui sent a car to pick up Ji Yi to the metropolis.
Ji Yi was led by someone, feeling unsure all the way.
When he arrived in a room, Cao An smiled: "Miss Ji, please."
The voice was the same as on the phone, Ji Yi clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white.
Shen Jiu sat in the room with two cups of hot tea on the table.
Seeing Ji Yi coming in, Shen Jiu pointed to the position opposite him: "Miss Ji, please sit down."
Ji Yi didn't sit down: "If you have anything to do with Jiuye, just tell me."
Ji Yi was hostile, Shen Jiu thought about it, and quickly understood the reason.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Cao An: "What did I say? When asking Miss Ji, be polite."
Cao An lowered his head, Jiu Ye asked him to invite Miss Ji in the shortest time. How could he manage so much? He can only threaten in the way he is best.
Cao An's voice was slightly apologetic: "Miss Ji, I was abrupt."
Shen Jiu glanced at Cao An, Cao An left the room and brought the door to him.
Shen Jiu's attitude is very gentle: "Miss Ji, sit down."
Ji Yi took the seat now.
Shen Jiu is straight to the point: "I know that the story written by Miss Ji can move people's hearts."
"I invited Miss Ji to come today because I want you to write a script."
Ji Yi was startled: "The script?"
Everyone knows that Shen Jiuye loves to watch dramas and plays. Although Ji Yi has been away from Shanghai for a while, many things are still clear.
Shen Jiu nodded: "Why don't I tell Miss Ji a story."
"This story happened in Shanghai a few years ago."
"It rained on the beach that day."
"..."
"She disappeared in Shanghai, and there is no news."
"He never saw the girl holding the umbrella again."
Shen Jiu's story is over. He picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip with his head down.
The tea flowed into Shen Jiu's throat, as if the bitterness of the past was also swallowed.
"What happened later?" Ji Yi couldn't help asking.
"Later?" Shen Jiu repeated these two words.
Shen Jiu laughed: "The process was a bit long and tortuous, but he found it after all."
Ji Yi was curious: "Is this real?"
Shen Jiu did not answer: "Is this story true or false, why is it important?"
Ji Yi was taken aback.
Whether it's the kind girl or the teenager who flees on a rainy night, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not.
The important thing is that Shanghai is prosperous and easy to get lost. Who will remember who he was and the person he met first.
Ji Yi: "Jiuye, I will write this story as soon as possible."
People with delicate emotions are most easily moved.
After listening to the story, Ji Yi decided to reject the manuscript of the magazine and wrote the script for Shen Jiuye first.
She has vaguely guessed the meaning behind this story, and she will definitely keep it secret.
…
Recently, Su Mingzhe has made a new business. It happened that Ye Chu's seventeenth birthday was approaching, and he was going to invite Ye Chu to have lunch.
Of course, Su Mingzhe's birthday gift to Ye Chu is much more than that.
Su Mingzhe called Ye Mansion the day before and asked if Ye Chu had time.
After getting Ye Chu's affirmative reply, Su Mingzhe booked the hotel and made an appointment to pick up Ye Chu.
The next day, Su Mingzhe drove to the door of Ye Mansion.
The car did not stop in other places and went directly to the Golden Gate Hotel.
When Ye Chu and Su Mingzhe took their seats, the waiter walked over immediately.
Su Mingzhe is a frequent visitor here, and the waiter quickly recognized him.
The waiter yelled, "Master Su."
Su Mingzhe nodded at him.
The waiter handed the menu to Ye Chu and Su Mingzhe.
The waiter introduced to them: "This week our hotel is launching a new French meal. If you are interested, you can try it."
Su Mingzhe didn't order directly, but looked at Ye Chu.
After Ye Chu agreed, he ordered the food.
After ordering the food, the waiter retired.
Su Mingzhe remembered Ye Chu's birthday and asked, "My sister's birthday is coming soon. If you want anything, tell me."
Su Mingzhe has always favored Ye Chu, as long as it is Ye Chu's request, he will most likely agree.
Although there are birthdays every year, for Su Mingzhe, every birthday of Ye Chu must be special.
Su Mingzhe looked at Ye Chu and seemed to want her to ask more.
Ye Chu chuckled softly: "As long as my cousin gives it to me, I like it."
Su Mingzhe knew Ye Chu's temperament, so he didn't ask much.
He just thought in his heart that he must give Ye Chu a special gift this year.
At this time, Su Mingzhe suddenly thought of someone.
Lu Huai.
The Third Young Master Lu, who took his sister to the nightclub last time.
Su Mingzhe's original face was slightly darker, and he immediately asked Ye Chu: "San Young didn't look for you recently, right?"
He was not in Shanghai a few days ago, and there are some things to do outside. He didn't know if the Third Young Master would take this opportunity to attack Ye Chu.
Ye Chu immediately shook his head: "He is so busy, why would he find me."
She would only meet Lu Huai secretly at night.
Hearing what Ye Chu said, Su Mingzhe relaxed.
At this time, a man came in at the door, he was wearing a dark striped suit, and a few buttons on the top of his shirt were unbuttoned, which was very casual.
That person is He Xun.
He Xun's gaze just swept over Ye Chu and the others, he turned around and walked in their direction.
He Xun smiled, and smiled idle: "Su Mingzhe, what a coincidence."
Su Mingzhe looked up: "He Xun, are you here to eat too?"
They are both members of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, so they will naturally have business dealings, and the relationship is not shallow.
He Xun glanced at Ye Chu calmly: "I came by myself, can I sit with you at a table?"
There were not many guests around, and the hall was empty. He Xun wanted to sit with Ye Chu and the others.
Ye Chu worried that He Xun would say something that shouldn't be said.
She just wanted to refuse, but Su Mingzhe agreed.
Su Mingzhe agreed: "Yes."
He Xun sat beside Su Mingzhe, his head slightly to the side, his eyes just falling on Ye Chu.
He Xun pretended to be puzzled, as if it was the first time he saw Ye Chu's appearance.
He Xun turned his head and asked Su Mingzhe: "This is your...?"
Su Mingzhe smiled: "This is my sister."
Su Mingzhe introduced the identity of He Xun to Ye Chu.
Su Mingzhe said: "He Xun, the young owner of Shunnan's goods number."
He Xun and Su Mingzhe talked about business matters: "I talked with the new chairman of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce at MGM last night, and he said..."
Before He Xun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Su Mingzhe.
Su Mingzhe stopped He Xun's words: "My sister is here, don't mention anything."
He was referring to the MGM Cabaret.
Su Mingzhe didn't want Ye Chu to hear about the dance hall, even though he would often go in and out there when he was doing business.
He Xun certainly heard what Su Mingzhe meant.
He Xun glanced at Ye Chu and couldn't help but smile, smiling wantonly.
It seems that only he knows the true face of Ye Chu, Su Mingzhe thought she was just a pure female student.
He Xun knew very well that that night, he saw Qiao Yunsheng's men chasing Ye Chu.
If Ye Chu really didn't know anything, how could she escape from Qiao Yunsheng's hands
She has a deep mind, and she is probably not bad at her skill.
He Xun immediately turned his head and continued to chat with Su Mingzhe.
Su Mingzhe asked: "The former chairman of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce was assassinated. Has the murderer been found?"
He Xun replied: "The people in the patrol room are already checking, not yet."
"..."
They are talking and the atmosphere is good.
But the atmosphere of the Golden Gate Hotel has quietly changed.
All around suddenly became silent, and the sound gradually ceased.
The waiter didn't know where he went, and the few guests left.
At this time, the quiet hotel was a little abnormal, as if someone was lurking in the dark, just about to move.
Both He Xun and Su Mingzhe were wary people, and they soon noticed this weirdness.
He Xun casually picked up the knife on the table and turned the blade casually.
The surface of the blade is smooth, with a slight luster, like a mirror, which can clearly see some things that are invisible in the blind corner of the line of sight.
Following He Xun's movements, the situation behind him was clearly reflected on the surface of the knife.
Through the knife, He Xun saw a figure in the street outside the window.
At this time, He Xun and Su Mingzhe looked at each other.
He Xun said casually: "Why are there no cars on the street outside?"
Su Mingzhe looked as usual, and then replied, "Probably because of someone who shouldn't be here."
They immediately understood what the other party meant, and they had to do it first before those people did it.
In the next second, He Xun and Su Mingzhe got up at the same time, pulled out their guns, aimed at the person's position, and pulled the trigger.
The movements are clean and neat, without hesitation.
The sound of gunshots rang suddenly, and the sound of breaking through the air cut through the suffocating silence.
The incoming person fell over, making a dull sound.
He Xun and Su Mingzhe quickly left their seats and stood on both sides of Ye Chu.
Block Ye Chu behind him.
Su Mingzhe's eyebrows are low, his smile is put away, and his face is firm.
He Xun stood up long, moving naturally, as quiet as a distant mountain.
Su Mingzhe said: "A Chu, you are hiding behind us."
The first thing Su Mingzhe ensured was Ye Chu's safety, even if it was to survive his life, he couldn't let Ye Chu get hurt.
He Xun was silent, but moved his body to block Ye Chu tightly.
The two looked around warily, not daring to relax.
He Xun and Su Mingzhe aimed at the target, and they were all shot.
There were a lot of people coming, and Su Mingzhe was not able to do so. Just as he was shooting at the south side, another person was shooting at him not far away. But he has no time to take care of it.
Ye Chu narrowed his eyes.
Without thinking, she took out the gun from her waist.
After the bullets ran out, He Xun and Su Mingzhe replaced them with new magazines within a few seconds.
In the next second, gunshots sounded behind the two of them, and the bullets broke through the wind.
A person in front fell down.
Ye Chu held the gun in his hand, his eyes were firm, and the black muzzle was aimed at the front.
The author has something to say: Su Mingzhe: How can she shoot
Lu Huai: I taught it.
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