Seeing the bitter look on Xiao Shunzi's face, Chen Zikun said in a feint of anger: "Yesterday I was bragging that I was doing well and I know people well.
I asked you to borrow an outfit from me but I was always reluctant.
Xiao Shunzi, you are a bad imitator."
"Brother, I can't help you find it."
Xiao Shunzi frowned and led Chen Zikun into the side door.
This is the passage for service personnel to enter and exit.
The lights in the corridor were dim, and the sound of the saxophone and the coquettishness of women could be vaguely heard in the distance. laughter.
Xiao Shunzi is white on top and black on the bottom, dressed as a waiter, with shaved sideburns, hair like a teapot lid, and a lot of hair wax.
When he meets his colleagues, he greets his colleagues affectionately.
When there is no one in the corridor, he quickly Opening the door to the storage room, he lowered his voice and said, "Wait for me here.
Don't run around."
Chen Zikun ducked in and stayed in the storage room for nearly ten minutes.
Xiao Shunzi finally came back, holding a big bundle in his hands, his head covered with sweat, and there were two lipstick marks on his face.
"Brother, for you, I even sacrificed my appearance."
Xiao Shunzi opened the bag.
Inside was a black evening dress, silk shirt, woolen dress top and trousers, all freshly starched and washed.
The shirt collar It is extremely stiff, and the trouser line is ironed to be as straight and sharp as a knife edge.
"We still need a pair of leather shoes."
Chen Zikun said.
"I'm afraid of you."
Xiao Shunzi lowered his head and took off his leather shoes, holding them up with both hands.
He was born with big feet, and his size was just right for Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun quickly took off his coolie clothes, put on his shirt and dress, put on his leather shoes, snapped his fingers and said, "Pomade."
"Okay, I'll give you all I have in stock."
Xiao Shunzi took out a small iron box from his arms.
Inside was a solidified wax.
Chen Zikun dug it out with his fingers, spread it on his hair and smoothed it back.
After two clicks, a smooth and smooth head came out.
Still unfinished, he took out a handful of hair from his old clothes, dipped it in some saliva and put it on his lips.
Two beautiful mustaches came out again.
"Tsk tsk, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle."
Xiao Shunzi took a step back and praised sincerely.
Chen Zikun is not bad looking.
He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a crown jewel, a height and long legs, a slender waist and a slim back.
When he puts on Western-style clothes that accentuate his figure, he looks even more handsome.
Xiao Shunzi looked at Chen Zikun from side to side, as if he was admiring a work of art he had made.
"There is still a bow tie left.
Just wait, I will find it."
"No need."
Chen Zikun was about to open the door and go out.
"Brother, my dear brother, you can just stroll around casually.
Don't talk nonsense to others.
These clothes were washed by a French guest.
If the secret is exposed, my mission will be ruined.
You must remember Remember."
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Xiao Shunzi kept urging from behind.
"I know, I know it."
Chen Zikun opened the door and strode toward the front hall.
Xiao Shunzi was frightened and worried, and followed from a distance.
Chen Zikun walked carelessly on the passage from the kitchen to the dining room.
He looked around with his eyes.
Suddenly he saw the gold-embroidered white silk curtain hanging by the wall.
He looked around and saw no one around.
He pulled out his bayonet, cut off a piece, and put it on his neck.
When wrapped around it, it looks like a unique scarf.
Xiao Shunzi, who was quietly following him from a distance, almost died.
Just then a waiter came over with a cold plate, and the plate contained slices of Harbin Russian red sausage.
"Pa" Chen Zikun snapped his fingers, and the waiter stopped immediately.
Chen Zikun picked up a piece and ate it, and scolded: "How can you eat it when it's so salty?
Feed it all to the dogs."
The waiter was stunned and looked at him blankly.
"What are you looking at?
Go."
Chen Zikun glared.
"Oh" the waiter quickly turned around.
"etc."
The waiter stopped again and watched helplessly as the man took away the white napkin tucked around his waist.
"Go."
Chen Zikun dismissed the waiter, folded the napkin, pinned it to his chest, coughed dryly, and entered the restaurant in a grand manner.
A Beiyang general came towards him.
He was wearing a straight blue-gray woolen uniform, three stars on the golden shoulder straps, white gloves, and a command knife.
He looked extremely heroic.
"Your Majesty, General, I haven't seen you for a long time.
How are you doing lately?"
Chen Zikun actually took the initiative to say hello to this strange general.
Xiao Shunzi, who was following behind, had a death wish at the moment.
He bit his nails and prayed: "God, please help this troublemaker to stop today."
The admiral showed a puzzled expression.
Obviously, he could not collect any information about the young man in front of him from his memory bank.
However, those who could come to such an occasion were all upper-class people.
Since they were so polite, he could not lose his etiquette.
"Thanks to you, it's okay."
The admiral said.
"That's great.
I have a few old friends here, excuse me."
Chen Zikun nodded gracefully, pretended to go to find his acquaintances, and walked over quickly.
The waiter guarding the door had no intention of asking him for anything.
Invitation.
The restaurant of the Six Nations Hotel is extremely spacious and is usually used as a dance floor.
Today, there is a buffet.
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Looking around the hall, you can see suits, leather shoes, and jewels.
The men are all wearing evening gowns with exquisite texture, and some are still wearing them on their lapels.
Wearing medals, the ladies were all dazzling and dazzling.
Whether they were Chinese or foreigners, most of them spoke in English and French.
Chen Zikun took a glass of martini from the table, leaned against the corner and stared at the guests, with a slightly evil smile on his lips.
His appearance immediately attracted the attention of a group of extremely bored ladies, who whispered to him.
Wink.
Chen Zikun also noticed this group of lustful and boring women.
He raised his glass to greet them and winked at the same time.
He immediately made the women fascinated and the small fan in his hand moved rapidly.
It started to shake, and a beautiful woman who still had charm stood up impatiently, ready to strike up a conversation, but at this time Chen Zikun had already found his prey.
It was a tall and thin middle-aged man who seemed to be relatively friendly.
Chen Zikun deliberately stepped forward and bumped into him, pouring martini on him.
"I'm sorry, sir."
Chen Zikun took out the napkin pinned to his chest and pretended to be a handkerchief to help the gentleman wipe the wet clothes, and quietly took out the invitation from the other man's inner pocket with his two fingers.
The waiters also came to help, and Chen Zikun took the opportunity to escape and slipped out of the ballroom.
The fireworks are going to be set off in the open space in front of the Six Nations Hotel.
In order to avoid congestion, admission tickets are temporarily issued to limit the appearance of idlers.
These tickets are all Chinese people who are not qualified.
It is very cold.
In order to watch the Western scenery, we gathered on the streets of Dongjiaominxiang, and we were all very pleased with ourselves.
Lin Wenjing shuttled among the crowd, as excited as a free bird.
She carried her father and stepmother out to play, which gave her a particularly exciting feeling.
Suddenly, there was a familiar figure in front of her.
Wasn't that Wang Yueqi?
"Wang Yueqi, you're here too."
Lin Wenjing fell from the sky, which startled Wang Yueqi.
Thinking of the ticket, she immediately felt guilty and said in a confused tone: "My relatives later found a ticket.
If there is only one, I will come by myself."
"No, you won't be angry."
"How could it be?"
Lin Wenjing said, obviously not taking this seriously.
Wang Yueqi breathed a sigh of relief and wondered to herself whether her ticket was given by Senior Xu.
She wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, so she had to endure it. .
The temperature in Beijing is very low in winter, and people waiting to watch the fireworks are stamping their feet in coldness, looking enviously at the well-dressed VIPs inside the glass windows of the Liuguo Hotel, which has ample heating, fine wine, music, and shirtless foreign girls, but the Indian guards at the door are separated on both sides like iron towers, and there is also an extremely strict foreign foreman.
Anyone without an invitation will be turned away, even if he is the cabinet chief or a Beiyang general.
Wang Yueqi murmured: "It would be great if Senior Xu was here.
He would definitely have a way to lead us in."
Lin Wenjing blinked.
She didn't want to go into the Six Nations Hotel at all.
He was satisfied to sneak out and watch the fireworks.
Suddenly a very magnetic voice sounded from behind: "Isn't this the lady from Mr.
Lin's family of the Ministry of Education?
I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to the dance?"
Lin Wenjing and Wang Yueqi turned around at the same time, and found a handsome gentleman standing in front of them.
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He wore a black satin gun-lapel evening gown, an airy moustache, and a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars on a cold night.
Wang Yueqi was stunned immediately, and Lin Wenjing was also at a loss, and whispered: "Do you know my father?"
In fact, she wanted to say, why do you look so much like my coachman, but she still didn't say this, because it would make people think that there was something wrong with her brain.
This gentleman is obviously a member of the upper class, and he is the same as the coachman.
Uncle Chen can't even fight with him.
It was probably just a coincidence.
Lin Wenjing didn't take it too seriously.
The big question she faced now was whether she should accept this strange man's invitation.
Wang Yueqi scratched her head anxiously, wishing she could agree on Lin Wenjing's behalf.
"Lin Wenjing, this opportunity is rare."
She advised in a low voice.
"Okay, uncle, what's your surname?"
Lin Wenjing's fun-loving nature finally got the better of her, but she wasn't stupid enough to forget to ask her surname.
Chen Zikun felt frustrated, why am I still an uncle despite all the changes?
"Oh, my name is Victor."
Chen Zikun stretched out an arm, and just as a car was approaching, the waiter opened the car door, and a high-society couple in evening gowns got out of the car and walked in holding hands with each other.
Lin Wenjing looked cool.
Following suit, he also took Chen Zikun's arm.
"This girl is so easy to deceive.
This is not a good sign."
Chen Zikun thought to himself.
When we arrived at the door, the foreign head waiter asked in French: "Sir, can I see your invitation?"
"Oh, of course, here."
Chen Zikun answered fluently in French with an authentic Parisian accent, and at the same time took out a beautifully printed invitation.
The foreman took it and took a look at it.
It was written on the letterhead of Mr.
Lin Changmin of the Foreign Affairs Committee.
Without suspecting fraud, he returned the invitation and said in blunt Chinese: "I wish you a good time."
After successfully sneaking into the restaurant, Chen Zikun saw Xiao Shunzi in the corner and winked at him proudly.
Xiao Shunzi almost vomited blood on the spot when he saw that Chen Zikun had brought a beautiful girl in.
"Brother, what exactly are you going to do?"
Xiao Shunzi whined from the bottom of his heart
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