Shang Xirui ignored his own Shuiyun Tower, but instead set up a show for Li Tianyao seriously in order to repay his debt of favor. Because it was an accidental move, there was no reliable person to serve him. Fortunately, there was Sheng Ziyun who automatically stuck to him. Although he was clumsy and noisy, he would not be suspicious. Sheng Ziyun dominates Shang Xirui these days, it's almost like a dream, he sits around Shang Xirui, chirps, picks heads, delivers tea, and does the work of serving others in a lowly manner. When I was in Peking, these things were unimaginable. He was dizzy with elation, and couldn't help but say: "Xirui, I'll graduate in a few months, so I'm looking for an errand in your Shuiyun Building?"
If it were someone else who had a more intelligent boss, he would just make a joke and get Sheng Ziyun off, how could the young master come to be the actor's boss! But Shang Xirui has always regarded the way of tricks very noble, considered himself very precious, he didn't think it was humiliating the college students, nodded and said: "Yes! As long as you can come, I will hire you." There was a strong tone in his tone The meaning of alms.
Sheng Ziyun's mood was agitated, and he wanted to continue this topic, but it was Shang Xirui's turn to take the stage. Shang Xirui pointed to the kettle sitting on the small stove, said sternly: "Don't worry, show me this first! Don't look away!" Sheng Ziyun agreed, staring at the teapot in a daze in frustration. He was worried about how to persuade his family to let him seek freedom, he thought it was just a show, he didn't have time to listen to what Shang Xirui sang! At midnight, Shang Xirui and Li Tianyao came down from the stage talking, Sheng Ziyun hurriedly served Shang Xirui to drink tea to cleanse the face, the tea was brewed by him so astringent and bitter, the towel was cold, and the silver bubble was hooked when removing the face A strand of hair was torn out. Shang Xirui frowned and glanced at him, endured it for a while, didn't feel ashamed to lose his temper, thinking that I wouldn't be able to do any meticulous work in Shuiyun Tower if you come like this, how do you teach students in universities!
Li Tianyao's companion Bao hurried over, glanced at Shang Xirui with an ambiguous expression, then whispered something in Li Tianyao's ear. Li Tianyao was delighted to hear that, and he had some obscene addiction. He cleared his throat and said, "Go and tell these Miss Zhang and Mrs. Li that our Boss Shang is here on business in Shanghai, and he only cares about singing and doesn't care about anything else. He wants to let me Hand over the note, if it can't be done, I will reply to them!" After that, he smiled and smiled at Shang Xirui as if asking for credit: "Boss Shang, I have offended many people because of you!" Shang Xirui appreciatively Smiled at him and said: "Boss Li is troubled!" These days, because of the scandal with Wu Yuelai that has spread all over Shanghai, those ladies and concubines who have a certain status can't sit still, thinking that even a prostitute can get involved, can it be Can't they touch it? It’s better to reject this kind of situation uniformly. It’s not thoughtful to take care of one and lose another. I really don’t have the patience to deal with them one by one. Don’t worry about talking to them. The newspapers will be even more lively. He won’t come to Shanghai in the future. Yes, it's really become a show monster.
Li Tianyao asked the follower: "Is the back door still blocked?"
He said with a smile to Bao: "Hey! It's so congested that the wind can't get through! I'm looking forward to seeing Boss Shang! Tianchan hasn't been so lively in two years! Boss Shang came here, so I know that Shanghai people love to listen so much." Peking opera!"
Li Tianyao was not jealous at all when he heard this, he sang opera only to make money, and his fame was also to exchange for money, Shang Xirui supported him, the more lively he was, the happier he was, turned to Shang Xirui and complained: "You said What should we do! We still have to eat supper."
Shang Xirui has plenty of ways: "Let the scarf with the makeup removed cover your head and face go out together, lock the back door when you're done, and say I'm gone."
This trick was so effective, the reporters and fans thought that Shang Xirui had slipped away in the crowd of opera troupes, so they sighed and went back home, after a quarter of an hour, everyone had left, and Shang Xirui and the others quietly came out the back door. Sheng Ziyun muttered: "Actually, my family's car is parked on the road next to it, as long as we get in the car, they won't be able to bother us." Shang Xirui didn't bother to explain to him. Li Tianyao said with a smile: "Isn't it because of your Sheng family's car? Those reporters are not vegetarians. If you check the license plate number, your Sheng family will be published in the newspaper tomorrow." Sheng Ziyun was bluffed. sound.
The back door of Tianchan Theater is in a small alley, and next to it is a small stall selling chai pan wontons and fresh meat glutinous rice balls for late-night snacks for performers. Shang Xirui came to Shanghai for the first time when he was a teenager, there was this wonton stall, and it's still there now, and the old man who picks the stall, doesn't care who you are, you don't know who pulls the cart, I don't know him, so I just open my mouth and call Mr. As long as Shang Xirui sings in Tianchan, he must eat a bowl of wontons after singing, Shang Xirui remembers him, he doesn't seem to remember Shang Xirui either, he has to tell him not to put green onions every time. In that bowl of boiling clear soup, there are only meat wontons in the bottom of the soup, and the wonton skins are cooked through the juice, and it is a concentrated umami in the mouth. Shang Xirui scooped two tablespoons of chili oil into the wonton bowl, sweating profusely from eating, very happy. Li Tianyao watched Shang Xirui eat pepper and chili cumin from Nanjing to Shanghai on this trip, she was scared to death, presumably everyone has different talents, Shang Xirui's voice is extraordinarily beautiful by nature, not afraid of being trampled. After supper, and going back to the hotel to sleep, Sheng Ziyun sat in the passenger seat first, and saw the driver dozing off with his hat covering his face, so he shoved him. The driver took the hat off his face, and Sheng Ziyun was stunned: "Second Brother Cheng!"
Cheng Fengtai didn't even glance at him, rolled down the car window and stuck his head out, without looking at Shang Xirui, just smiled at Li Tianyao: "Boss Li, I'm sorry, I have something to do with Boss Shang, I'm sorry for calling you a rickshaw It's done." After finishing speaking, he half-closed his eyes and raised his chin unkindly at Shang Xirui, looking like a rascal, somehow stimulated, he no longer pretended to be refined. Shang Xirui didn't feel these details, when they met again suddenly, not to mention how excited he was, he trotted over and opened the door of the passenger seat, and said without conscience: "Master Yun, please call a rickshaw too, we Going to work!"
Sheng Ziyun was thrown into the street like this, and he didn't react when his car drove away all the way. Li Tianyao pouted meaningfully and said, "Hey, second master Cheng traveled all the way to Shanghai Beach just to 'do business' with Boss Shang? This is too much to hold back! The room is now open. , the two of them are still going outside!"
Sheng Ziyun suddenly understood everything, and he stood there in a daze with a pale face, and felt a layer of cold sweat on his back, but his hands and feet were soft, as if he had suffered a huge dirty humiliation. Li Tianyao thought about it for three miles down the road, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became. After laughing to herself, she called a rickshaw for Sheng Ziyun, but Sheng Ziyun didn't even realize how he got home that night.
Li Tianyao thought that Cheng Fengtai was rich and free to travel thousands of miles to find pleasure, but it was not the case. There have been strikes and student riots in Shanghai for several years in a row, but this time the troubles actually happened at the spinning mills. Years later, the workers in the spinning mill demanded a raise in wages and asked to talk to the owner. They didn't see people for a day, and the machines didn't work for a day. The things in Shanghai are naturally Cheng Fengtai's affairs. Coincidentally, the old Fujin in Prince An's Mansion was gone, and Fan Lian was going to attend the funeral with his relatives. Cheng Fengtai's car overturned in the cold and ran around outside, he hadn't finished arguing with the foremen when he went out and heard about Shang Xirui's incident. The whole Shanghai knows about it already, and looking at the photo reports, it's full of nose and eyes, it's all stupid things that Shang Xirui can do on a daily basis.
Cheng Fengtai turned his head and came to arrest him.
Shang Xirui was really happy at the moment, he would neither say sweet words nor flirt and cuddle. The way he expressed his joy was to pinch Cheng Fengtai's arm as if teasing, then he clenched his fist and beat Cheng Fengtai's chest hard. Under the pain, Cheng Fengtai was so angry that he slapped a roll of newspaper on his face. Shang Xirui opened the newspaper and glanced at his face and name, he was stunned: "What is this?"
Cheng Fengtai stuttered with anger: "Nian Nian Nian Nian Nian!"
Shang Xirui took a fancy to an advertisement next to it, and read to him word for word: "Specially for trachoma! Trachoma is a disease, if you don't treat it, you can go blind!"
Cheng Fengtai didn't hold back, showing a trace of a smile, he immediately turned his head to wipe the smile away, but it was too late, Shang Xirui saw it. Cheng Fengtai poked the newspaper with one hand, and said angrily: "Is this what you came to Shanghai for?"
Shang Xirui said confidently: "I didn't do anything!" After rubbing the newspaper twice or three times, throwing it out of the car window, Cheng Fengtai clapped his hands: "I didn't do anything!"
Cheng Fengtai didn't believe that Shang Xirui was as obsessed with Wu Yuelai as rumored, he was angry that he was young and innocent, and if he didn't pay attention, he fell into the trap of an old courtesan and was about to be picked up by others to replenish his yin. Now seeing Shang Xirui open his eyes, talking nonsense and playing hooliganism with him, his anger really came up, he put his arm around Shang Xirui's neck and strangled him: "Then let's talk to Miss Yuelai, introduce me." The direction along the way turned out to be Yuelai Shuyu, and the gate was reached while talking.
Cheng Fengtai roared: "Get out of the car!"
Shang Xirui shook his head: "I don't!" He blinked and looked at him, like aggrieved, like coquettish, very vigilant.
Cheng Fengtai didn't believe that he couldn't be cured, so he opened the door of the passenger seat to drag him down. Shang Xirui turned around and grabbed the back of the chair, kicking Cheng Fengtai with both feet. Cheng Fengtai got kicked by the donkey's hoof when he got close, several dirty footprints were kicked on the white scarf, and finally he fished out Shang Xirui's shoe, but failed to drag him out of the car.
Cheng Fengtai was shameless after all, pulled off the scarf and shook: "How dare you kick me!"
Shang Xirui raised his head: "Why don't you dare, I'll kick your eggs if you come here again!"
Just looking up like this, Cheng Fengtai grabbed both ends of the scarf and flung it out, wrapping around Shang Xirui's donkey's neck like an animal. Shang Xirui didn't pay attention to Cheng Fengtai's sacrifice of his weapon, he was terrified, screamed, and felt like a donkey. This area of villas is completely quiet at night, and they are all middle-class houses. Even if it is inevitable for the couple to fight, they will only close the doors and windows to compete. How can there be such a shame in the neighborhood! After a while, someone must hang up the phone and call the police!
The window of Yuelai Book House was lit up, and a maid ran out. The maid was wearing a coat and her hair was loose, and she just got up from the bed. She took a picture with the flashlight, saw the cowboy and his donkey, and said in surprise, "Ah! Boss Shang!"
Cheng Fengtai turned his face when he heard the movement, the maid was even more surprised: "Ah! Isn't this... Mr. Cheng?"
Cheng Fengtai let go of the rein, and flicked his messy hair: "Ah, it's me." He took a breath: "Where is Yue Lai?"
The maid nodded, showing a hesitant and mysterious smile: "Miss Zhen is also here."
Cheng Fengtai paused after hearing the words, and then said: "Okay, then I'll come and see her when I have time." So the flag died down, and he returned the same way, walking very swiftly.
Cheng Fengtai calmed down, Shang Xirui changed one after the other, folded his arms and sneered, with a cheap face: "Go in! Why don't you go in! What are you afraid of! Let's have a good talk with Yuelai!"
Cheng Fengtai glared at him, and slammed the car door shut: "We're not finished!" He asked him loudly: "Where do you live!"
Shang Xirui took a breath and yelled back: "What the hell! Huizhong Hotel!"
It's very unwise to compare your voice with Shang Xirui, as if a hurricane had blown by in the small car, Cheng Fengtai's ears and eyes were buzzing, and he was blindfolded, he frowned and complained: "You can enjoy it. "
The two of them approached with swords drawn, and walked away with big eyes and small eyes. Cheng Fengtai calmed down and thought about what he had done just now, he felt that Shang Xirui's usual temper would definitely jump up and hit someone, he didn't fight back today, could he be guilty of guilt? Shang Xirui turned his head and glanced at him, snorted. Because I firmly believe that Cheng Fengtai came all the way to meet him, the journey was hard, and jealousy is understandable, otherwise, in normal times, he would definitely jump up and beat him to death! The two of them didn't say a word along the way, and they frowned angrily at each other. But in the restaurant, as soon as the door was closed, Cheng Fengtai pushed Shang Xirui behind the door and kissed him, and Shang Xirui hugged Cheng Fengtai's shoulder without hesitation, strangling him until his bones ached, he was all angry because of something before Forget it.
The two kissed so forgetfully, Cheng Fengtai licked his lips, frowned and said: "What are you eating, it will make Wu Yuelai so spicy."
Shang Xirui counterattacked and pressed Cheng Fengtai against the wall, and kissed him on the face like a puppy: "I won't fuck her to death! I'll just fuck you to death!" Then he went to peel Cheng Fengtai's flesh with both hands clothes. Cheng Fengtai was licked until he was covered in froth, he broke his hand, but he couldn't move it, and he was not willing to force him away, Shang Xirui seldom took the initiative, so he patted his head and said persuadingly: "Let go, I'll take a shower." But Shang Xirui hugged Cheng Fengtai like a living treasure, having fun to his heart's content. When Shang Xirui unbuttoned his trousers, Cheng Fengtai raised his neck, his Adam's apple moved, and sighed: "Damn, I'm so hot..."
Huizhong Hotel is known as the first floor in the Far East, the sound insulation is pretty good, Shang Xirui shouted in the room in the morning and didn't disturb anyone. This time because of Cheng Fengtai's little farewell to the newlyweds, the commotion was indeed a bit louder, Chu Qionghua had a nervous breakdown and slept lightly, and heard the sound of the next door banging like they were demolishing a house, and after a while, they started pounding on the wall again . Chu Qionghua didn't know what was going on, got up and knocked on the door: "Boss Shang, Boss Shang! Are you okay?" Suddenly there was no sound from inside, and then Shang Xirui yelled at the top of his lungs. It's hard to say what it was, it seemed to be frightened by a nightmare, and it seemed to be bitten by a wild beast.
Chu Qionghua was frightened, knocked on the door desperately and shouted for Boss Shang, and the shouting disturbed Adaptation to get the key, and finally woke up Li Tianyao too. With bare feet, Li Tianyao rushed out and hugged Chu Qionghua by the waist. Hearing Chu Qionghua's incoherent words, he couldn't laugh or cry, hurriedly dismissed the waiter, then leaned into Shang Xirui's door and listened to the corner for a while, a secret smile appeared on his face, slowly Slowly said: "Boss Chu, you said you, oops, almost caused trouble to Boss Shang. If you open the door and see something you shouldn't read, you have to go to the newspaper!"
Chu Qionghua was stunned, Li Tianyao blinked at him and raised his eyebrows, and whispered: "Boss Shang's friend is here, huh? You can rest assured." Pushing Chu Qionghua's back, he sent him back to the room inside. Chu Qionghua lay down on the bed, the more she thought about it, the more dazed she became, she was so bewildered that she couldn't help shivering. At present, he can't bear the stimulation of the aspect most. But the two people next door didn't care much about him, Shang Xirui let go of his voice and shouted again, mixed with a man's laughter. Chu Qionghua covered her head with the pillow and didn't close her eyes all night.
At noon the next day, Li Tianyao opened the door, and saw Shang Xirui holding Cheng Fengtai's waist, Cheng Fengtai locked the door there, for just a short while, the two of them were still chatting and laughing closely, without a moment's relationship. Shang Xirui was rather shy after all, as soon as he saw Li Tianyao, he immediately let go of Cheng Fengtai. Cheng Fengtai also didn't see the outside, and greeted: "Boss Li, let's have dinner together?"
Li Tianyao smiled and said, "I ate in the room."
Cheng Fengtai said: "Then have a cup of tea and sit down, it's still early to leave the show anyway, I have news to tell the two bosses." Shang Xirui had a premonition that Cheng Fengtai was going to tell a big gossip, his eyes were burning, and said: " Well, I also have something to tell you." Li Tianyao could tell that the two of them hadn't spoken a word since they met yesterday, and they were busy "doing business"!
A few people didn't go far, and ordered food in the restaurant of Huizhong Hotel. Throughout the night, not only did Cheng Fengtai not have the chance to gossip, he didn't even have time to smoke a cigarette, he was only tightly entangled by Shang Xirui, his beard was green under his eyes, he didn't move his chopsticks when the food was served, he rushed first After smoking half a cigarette, I felt very tired just looking at it. Shang Xirui was very strong, he ate meat and was in a happy mood, lightly kicked Cheng Fengtai under the table: "Say it quickly."
Cheng Fengtai pinched the end of his cigarette, raised his eyebrows frivolously, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll have a good time with the two bosses."
This fun also started when Shang Xirui left Peiping. The grievances between Shang Xirui and the Jiang family, Cheng Fengtai became more and more useless, taking advantage of the family reunion during the Chinese New Year, Cao Guixiu also came back from the station, Cheng Fengtai caught Cao Guixiu and told the matter, and then asked Cao Guixiu: "What do you say?" Angry or not?" Originally thinking that Cao Guixiu dared to shoot the Japanese casually, he must have a violent temper, besides, he has an old friendship with Shang Xirui, so he should feel sorry for his friend, right? Cao Guixiu nodded after listening to it, and on his silent and delicate face, his thin lips parted and closed, and dirty words popped out, and he replied: "Fuck his uncle's old bastard, Huqin when his asshole is idle, pretend It's quite moral. Boss Shang has been scheming with them for a few years, and he's becoming less and less manly." Cao Guixiu said and shook his head again, expressing his disapproval of Shang Xirui. Over there, Miss Cao San and Uncle Cao were demonstrating the latest popular ballroom dance steps to Cheng Meixin. The children around them clapped their hands and watched, and the young couple laughed while dancing. His third sister laughed, and Cao Guixiu also laughed. After laughing for a long time, Cheng Fengtai said to himself: "Boss Shang is not a coward, he has no other choice." Cao Guixiu laughed and said, "Little uncle, why are you still thinking about this! , it’s always unavoidable to get a bit of the top spot. Don’t talk about Boss Shang, my own father won’t give me military pay, so I can’t justify it?” It’s true, Shang Xirui is only an untouchable treasure in Cheng Fengtai’s heart, others It must be admitted that it is quite normal for the drama world to sway and plot. Cao Guixiu was used to seeing people lose their lives on the battlefield, and seeing Shang Xirui lose face, he didn't take it seriously. Cheng Fengtai accepted the collar in his heart, the topic changed abruptly, and he talked about military expenses with Cao Guixiu. Cao Guixiu leaned over, listened for a while without blinking, gradually smiled, put his hand on Cheng Fengtai's thigh, and patted it lovingly. Cao Guixiu's general-like appearance is just that down-to-earth. In the past, he only called Cheng Fengtai Mr. Cheng. Since the third Miss Cao's wedding banquet, probably because Cheng Fengtai's dowry was very interesting, Cao Guixiu began to call him little uncle. . Cheng Fengtai pressed Cao Guixiu's hand on his thigh, patted it too, and said earnestly: "In my heart, loving you is the same as loving Boss Shang, and I really don't want you to be wronged. Little uncle can still do things about you." Contribute to Boss Shang's affairs, my little uncle really has nowhere to do it!" Now that Cheng Fengtai has accepted the collar, he, Cao Guixiu, has to go on the road too, and it was just a friendship that has come and gone. Mr. Cao smiled subtly at the corner of his mouth, and said: "My little uncle's family has a big business, so it's inconvenient to get involved in the muddy water of the Liyuan Bank, and provoke those dirty things. I will do my best for my little uncle about the business boss, and I won't let you wait any longer. It's today."
It was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Cao Guixiu took a group of soldiers to Jiang's house. There was also a car domineeringly blocking the door of his house, and two cars stopped nose-to-nose. Du Qi poked his head out of the car window and waved his hands: "Soldier! The car stops back!" Cao Guixiu was anxious to exhaust his strength and go home for dinner, and he didn't want to waste any time talking with his son and brother, so he asked the driver to move back a foot . Du Qi jumped out of the car, pulled a young man out of the car, and said, "Remember what I taught you, and dance well for me! Your class leader's reputation rests on you!" That young man was Shui The twelfth lunar month is red in Yunlou. In such a cold weather, La Yuehong didn't have any fur clothes on her body, and she was wearing very simple short clothes. However, he is heroic and valiant, without any sign of shrinking. Du Qi kicked the door of Jiang's house with his leather shoes. The concierge saw that Du Qi was arrogant and not a benevolent person. Du Qi and Cao Guixiu looked at each other, but couldn't see the other's way.
Cao Guixiu pressed down the brim of his hat, looked at Du Qi and asked directly, "Are you visiting friends, sir, or looking for faults?"
Du Qi told the truth: "Find faults."
Cao Guixiu nodded and said: "Then don't wait, let's go in together." With a light flick of his finger, the soldiers opened the door and drove straight in, yelling and bluffing. Du Qi saw that this was the momentum of ransacking the family and exterminating the family, so he cupped his hands before Cao Guixiu said: "Sir, revenge is also divided into first-come-first-served ones. Anyway, I can't kill the Jiang family. Wait until I'm done talking about it here. It’s not too late to argue with them, how about it?”
Cao Guixiu nodded in answer. Du Qi refused to let him, and led La Yuehong into the door.
The Jiang family is having a reunion dinner, because they claim to be everyone in Liyuan, and there are as many as three tables of relatives, women, disciples, disciples, and good friends in Liyuan. At this moment, all the relatives and friends of the whole family stood there silently, looking forward to the soldiers with guns in their eyes, and some children were already crying. Du Qi went into the hall and cupped his hands towards Lao Jiang's head: "Mr. Jiang, Happy Chinese New Year!" He greeted the bosses again.
Old Jiang glanced at him: "Seventh Young Master, you are older than the New Year, what do you mean?"
Du Qi looked at the soldiers around him, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I'm not with them all the way. You can ask them after my business is over." At this time, Cao Guixiu walked over slowly, keeping his eyes on Mr. Jiang, Staring at the old man's cold hair. Cao Guixiu didn't speak, and Mr. Jiang didn't dare to ask. When Cao Guixiu had seen enough of Mr. Jiang's wrinkled face, he made a gesture of humility to Du Qi, and sat on the grand master's chair to watch the show.
Du Qi patted La Yuehong on the shoulder: "Grandpa Jiang caught me by surprise a while ago, and today I'm here to reason with him." Du Qi glanced around, but couldn't find a place for La Yuehong to play. At that banquet, the size of the table is high and low, which is very suitable for making a temporary stage. Du Qi said: "Excuse me, and put away the dishes." The servants of Jiang's family did not dare to move without the master's instructions. As soon as a few fellows in the opera garden wanted to help, Mr. Jiang glanced over and stunned him. He deliberately wanted to embarrass Du Qi. At this time, Cao Guixiu also cast a glance at the soldiers under him. The soldiers trotted forward, threw away their arms and swept all the dishes to the ground, smashing them to pieces!
Everyone was frightened, Mr. Jiang was so angry that he squeezed his crutch tightly, and said to himself, don't you go the same way? ! Du Qi was also surprised, he thought he was enough to do whatever he wanted, but it turned out that compared to a gun, he was a pen after all. Du Qi looked straight at Cao Guixiu for a long time, then turned around and stretched out his hands, bowed his waist, assumed the posture of a servant in the inner court supporting the master, pulled his feet into a playful voice, and smiled at La Yuehong: "Your honor, master, please !"
Shang Xirui is a well-known theater monster, while Du Qi is a veritable theater slave. For the sake of being a good person, he is humble enough to do any kind of action, willing to be the last of the bunch. But La Yuehong is definitely not someone who can make Du Qi bend over. I saw La Yuehong's toes were a little bit, the palm of her hand was slightly supported on Du Qi's arm, she jumped over a piece of sharp broken porcelain under her feet, turned around and went to the table, as light as a bird, her feet landed on the table. On the marble table, Cao Guixiu took a closer look and found that the boy's shoes were specially made and wrapped his feet smaller than a three-inch golden lotus. La Yuehong actually walked on tiptoe all the time.
"Some people say that my Du Qi's Gu Shangwu stole the Jiang family's immortal footwork. I'll show you today how we look alike!" Du Qi gave La Yuehong a wink, and La Yuehong opened her eyes. posture, jumping up like a bird again, kicking and tapping. Don't look at how heroic he was when he walked beside Du Qi just now, on the stage he is very tactful and coquettish like Shang Xirui. Although Cao Guixiu could listen to some plays, he really didn't know how to appreciate this set of dances. He just thought the rhythm of the dance was a bit pleasant, as crisp and cheerful as playing an allegro, and as if he was drawing a picture with a tip pen. This dance was not for him to watch, there was no accompaniment and no costumes, only the bones were stripped of the skin and flesh, and only experts could tell whether the bones were fragrant or not. After La Yuehong finished dancing the Drum Dance, she stood still, she wiped off her sweat, and stretched out one foot to Du Qi. Du Qi took out an item from her waist, and fitted La Yuehong's two shoes. La Yuehong then kicked, tapped, and danced in fairy footwork.
After the two sets of dances, when it was time to defend, before Du Qi could speak, the Jiang family uncle sneered and said: "When I first saw Shang Xirui dance, I thought it was like it. After all, it is my own property, no matter how others change it Look, they are all related. Take a closer look today, isn’t it the fairy footwork of our family? The seventh young master simply lost his face to the end, and it’s a pity to have a good meal!" The relatives of Jiang’s family echoed, Mr. Jiang Also showed a little pride.
Du Qi expected what they said, so he was not angry at all, and asked instead: "Mr. Jiang, are you sure about the Drum Shangwu and the fairy footwork?"
Mr. Jiang answered with a haughty snort.
Du Qi slapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Then please take a closer look to see if it came from one body, or if they all went their separate ways!"
Everyone followed Du Qi's gaze and let out a soft cry. The table was densely covered with red and blue powder traces, every step was an idea, and it was clear that it was all leaked from La Yuehong's shoes, and there was such a mechanism hidden in this pair of dancing shoes. The red one is the drum dance, the blue one is the fairy footwork, and the lavender traces are where the two overlap. In the past, whether it looked like it or not was all based on a word of red mouth and white teeth. Whoever has more fans, has a big background, and has a loud voice will take advantage of it. Now, at a glance, it becomes clear in an instant, even a layman can understand it.
The Jiang family looked at each other, speechless for a while. The owners of the opera garden exchanged glances, but they had a thousand words to say. Mr. Jiang stomped his walking stick on the ground twice, and said with a sneer, "It doesn't matter where your feet fall? What matters is how you hit the tempo, whichever is tighter and which is slower, there will be more places to look like! No matter how you hit it Beat, I see that there are a lot of overlapped steps! You should explain the heavy ones first!"
Mr. Jiang opened up eloquent thinking for everyone in the Jiang family, relying on the strength of the number of people, he booed one after another. Du Qi is a naive scholar, I don't know that some stigma is spread if it is spread, it is like sticking raw lacquer with bare hands, it only depends on how people spread it, not on whether the truth is clear. People are greedy for new things to watch the excitement, and who is not Bao Qingtian, even if you spread a gossip, you will prove it for you. It was precisely this that Shang Xirui recognized, that he left in despair. Cheng Fengtai also recognized this point, and he did not hesitate to use heresy ways to intimidate people's mouths. Mr. Jiang is an old man who has eaten human flesh all his life. He is the only one who eats human beings. How can he be bitten by a young man! Just as Du Qi was about to retort, the old man suddenly took the lead and pointed at La Yuehong with a walking stick, becoming furious, and roared loudly: "What kind of bastard are you! How dare you act presumptuously on the table of my Jiang family!" Picking up the crutches and hitting La Yuehong's feet, Mr. Jiang has been a master of martial arts for most of his life. La Yuehong was caught off guard, this stick might break her ankle bone. Reluctantly dodging once, the dance shoes slipped on the powder stains, and the whole person fell sideways on the table. Mr. Jiang raised the crutch again, and this was the first time. Layue Hongxin thought that at this time, she could only roll sideways, falling on the broken porcelain and rolling a nail board, which was better than breaking her head with a crutch.
A crutch was in the air, Cao Guixiu strode forward, grabbed old man Jiang's wrist and pressed it down, pressing the upper body of old man Jiang onto the table! Mr. Jiang rubbed the red and blue powder all over one cheek, coughing and choking, and was extremely embarrassed. The children of the Jiang family saw that he actually made a move on the old man. Is it okay? Just as he was about to come forward to tear it apart, Cao Guixiu pulled out a pistol from his belt buckle, and the barrel of the gun was pressed against Mr. Jiang's temple!
Cao Guixiu sighed complainingly: "What are you talking about? I didn't understand a word! Will you still speak human language?" His tone seemed to be wronged. When the Jiang family's children saw this, they cried, shouted and cursed. The soldiers took the initiative to separate them to make room for their teachers to play hooligans.
Mr. Jiang is so old and has a high status. His children and grandchildren are watching helplessly. No matter how timid he is, he refuses to admit his cowardice. With shame and anger, he pulls his neck and clamors: "Where did you find Du Qi?" The thugs! The purpose of being a soldier is to bully the common people!"
Cao Guixiu snapped open the safety catch, aimed at the vase in the distance, and the crowd fell silent, and Mr. Jiang trembled violently. This is a really unexpected development. La Yuehong was next to them, as if she could even smell the gunpowder in the gun barrel! The menacing aura of oppression is different from Shang Xirui's domineering in the theater world, nor is it the indulgence of Cheng Fengtai and other rich businessmen, this is real power, the one who can kill people if he doesn't like it, the biggest overbearing in the world! La Yuehong was so dumbfounded that she stared intently at the pipe pistol, seeing that it was about to crush the face of the big names in the theater. Du Qi kicked away the broken porcelain all the way, quickly dragged La Yuehong off the table, ran a few steps away, and said to himself not to shoot your brains all over your face later!
"Although he and I are not on the same road, we are for the same thing." Cao Guixiu glanced at the grandfather clock, it was getting late, he said briefly: "Old man, just tell me, what is Shang Xirui doing?" Didn't imitate your fairy's footwork, so is his play considered immoral?"
The hot muzzle of the gun was aimed at Mr. Jiang, and the old man was only afraid at the moment. A lifetime of intrigue and power play will never be as ruthless as a person who has actually killed someone. Compared with the two, the little running and running of the Liyuan Bank is like playing a monkey game, it is just a joke.
Mr. Jiang blushed and read a word.
Cao Guixiu said: "Speak up, let everyone listen."
Mr. Jiang said with a trembling voice, "No."
Cao Guixiu asked forcefully, "Which one doesn't have one?"
Mr. Jiang's voice cracked: "Shang Xirui... didn't use me, so it doesn't mean it's immoral!"
Cao Guixiu nodded: "Remember this sentence, and I will say it like this in the future. If the confession is retracted someday, I will have to come to you." Cao Guixiu glanced at the terrified people, and when he looked at Mr. Jiang again, his eyes widened. There was a very obvious contempt in it, angry and ridiculous, he slowed down and said, "Don't say I used a gun to force you to speak insincerely. Back in Pingyang, Shang Xirui wanted to come back to sing, my father He didn't want to, so he fired a shot like this, and then pressed his head and asked him if he wanted to die or to play. He said he wanted to play." Cao Guixiu slipped Mr. Jiang's neck like an old dog: "Just you Such an old bastard who is ready to slander Shang Xirui, is he worthy of slandering Shang Xirui?" After speaking, he threw old man Jiang into his son's arms, and withdrew his troops and left without looking back.
After Cao Guixiu left, Cheng Fengtai didn't know what kind of drama Du Qi was in Jiang's house. When Cao Guixiu came home just in time for dinner, he asked Cheng Fengtai to tell him what to do. The two sat next to each other at the dinner table, and specially opened a bottle of red wine to celebrate the collapse of the old bastard. Cao Guixiu had never talked so much with Cheng Fengtai, Cheng Fengtai had paid Cao's father and son so many military pay, each time it was 1.8 million, but it was never as good as it is today, and he was in a good mood.
Cao Guixiu said: "If I had known that my little uncle is a happy person, I would have saved my effort. This task is much easier than outwitting the birthday card!"
Cheng Fengtai didn't know why, so he took a sip of his wine and asked with a smile: "What is the date of birth?"
Cao Guixiu put his arm around Cheng Fengtai's shoulder, and answered irrelevant questions: "Little uncle, if you still have such a good job in the future, just call me, even if Boss Shang eats a living person, I will settle the matter for you." Cao Guixiu stretched out his hand in the air Lan: "In the entire city of Beiping, there is no one we can't afford!"
Cheng Fengtai finally got a taste of his military ruffian, he laughed dryly: "He doesn't have such a good mouth, anyway, I would like to thank Eldest Young Master first."
The two cooperated and clinked glasses happily.