He was afraid of what he was going to get.
Chen Zikun took a quick look and knew what kind of medicine the Japanese were selling.
They are doubting their identity.
Such a young talent who stands out and dares to teach the Japanese must not belong to Beijing's social circle.
Chen Zikun's guess was correct.
There was a counselor of the Japanese embassy named Toshio Araki who was very familiar with China.
He had investigated the people in Beijing's upper class very clearly.
There was basically no one he didn't know.
This young man who appeared out of nowhere made him alert. , he must quickly learn the true identity of this person, and the most convenient way is to ask the foreign manager of the Six Nations Hotel to come forward and check his invitation.
William Johnson, the British general manager of the Six Nations Hotel, is also very interested in this mysterious Chinese young man.
The Six Nations Hotel is the gathering place for Beijing's upper class.
As a hotel manager, he is familiar with every face and can name each person.
The name and title of each official, as well as their obscure "characters", but he had no impression of this person at all.
"Sir, can I see your invitation?"
General Manager Johnson asked again.
Chen Zikun ignored him and coldly took a glass of brandy from the table and drank it in one gulp.
Using this action as cover, his eyes looked around, looking for a way out.
Johnson has been working in the hotel industry for many years and has a sharp eye.
As soon as he took a look, he saw a small, not very eye-catching label pinned to the waistband of Chen Zikun's trousers.
It was a label for the laundry room, but it would be removed before it was delivered to the guest.
He He immediately understood something and quietly made a gesture.
Two tall Indian guards pressed their hands on their batons.
"Sir, do you need me to repeat that?"
Johnson asked again.
Toshio Araki looked at Chen Zikun with schadenfreude.
Based on his many years of experience, this guy must be an anti-Japanese element who sneaked in to cause trouble.
He must not let such a person go.
After he is kicked out, he will find a few more Chinese gangsters.
Just kill him.
Chen Zikun still didn't answer.
Although he had an invitation on him, it was stolen.
It was okay to fool the doorman, but not the manager.
The real Lin Changmin was standing not far away.
If he took it out, the secret would be revealed on the spot.
At this time, Xiao Shunzi was completely discouraged and began to plan her arrangements after being expelled.
It was just that she was unlucky, but Sister Shiliu felt sorry for having troubled the laundry room.
The ice-smart Yao Yilei also noticed Chen Zikun's unnaturalness.
She stood up and said: "He is my friend.
I brought him in.
Manager Johnson, is there a problem?"
Johnson smiled and said pleasantly: "Of course there is no problem, dear Miss Yao, I just want to know where your friend's clothes come from."
This hand was so cruel that Yao Yilei was dumbfounded and looked at Chen Zikun in disbelief, unable to guess his origin.
Just when Chen Zikun was about to break the jar and make a big fuss and run away, suddenly a familiar voice came: "Of course Mr.
Julian Solomon is wearing his own clothes."
Everyone turned to look and saw a European gentleman standing on the stairs.
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He had blond hair and blue eyes, in a suit and leather shoes.
He was holding a civilized stick in his hand, wearing pince-nez glasses on his face, and spoke fluent French with a slight Slavic flavor.
Chen Zikun's eyes almost popped out of his head.
Isn't this the old man from the second cabinet?
He also fled to Beijing at some time.
"Why, Mr.
Johnson, do you have any doubts about my companion?
It seems that hotel guests do not need invitations to attend the dance."
The second cabinet walked down gracefully and stood next to Chen Zikun.
Everyone was surprised to find that the two men were very similar in body shape, the same height, long legs, the same broad shoulders and broad backs, handsome and handsome, but one was Asian and the other European, one was younger and the other was older.
"Count Andre Solomon, please forgive me for my rashness.
I apologize to you and your friends."
Manager Johnson is a very sophisticated person.
Since someone is willing to endorse this Chinese boy, he does not need to dwell on it.
Anyway, he only has Only the Japanese care about this matter, so why should I join in the fun?
"I wish you have a good time."
Manager Johnson bowed and left with the guard.
Toshio Araki was frustrated, but there was nothing he could do.
After all, this was the Rokukoku Hotel, and it was not the territory of the Japanese.
Yao Yilei breathed a sigh of relief.
She was just about to chat with this "Julian", but she saw him walking away arm in arm with the foreigner, ignoring her at all, and she stamped her foot angrily.
"Second Cabinet, why are you touching the code here?
When you go to Liushui Kiln, do you want to insert money or pick up the God of Wealth?"
Chen Zikun asked in a low voice.
While greeting the familiar customers with a smile, the second cabinet replied: "Shit, the dogs are jumping into the sea here, I am lying in the kiln, and your kid won't be able to change the leaves.
If I hadn't been here It’s leaking.”
Chen Zikun asked: "How is the family doing?"
"The family can no longer support the business, and the people in Bingjian are either working on the street or relying on the kiln."
The two of them were talking in Guandong dialect.
Chen Zikun asked why the two cabinets met here.
Did you come to the Liuguo Hotel for investigation or kidnapping?
The second counter replied that there were so many police and soldiers here, and I just came to stay in the hotel.
You didn't pay attention when you changed your clothes.
If I hadn't smoothed things over for you, your secret would have been exposed.
Then Chen Zikun asked how the situation was with Wanzi.
The second cabinet said that Wanzi could not survive anymore, and some of the brothers hid and others joined other Wanzi.
After chatting for a while, Chen Zikun glanced around and didn't find Lin Wenjing.
He felt a little anxious and said to the second cabinet, "I have to leave first.
I haven't returned the leaves yet."
The second cabinet smiled and said: "There is no need to return it.
This leaf belongs to me.
I think you are wearing it very well."
Chen Zikun said: "It's not the same thing.
I'll leave first.
I live in the Ziguang Depot inside Xuanwumen.
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Come find me when you have time."
After saying that, he hurriedly left.
As soon as he came to the door of the storage room, Xiao Shunzi arrived on his back.
He complained tearfully: "Brother, you are done with the trouble.
Next time you play something mysterious, be sure to let me know in advance.
I always I'm sorry to scare you."
Chen Zikun quickly took off his clothes, put on his coolie clothes, tore off his mustache, messed up his hair, put on a cotton hat and went out from the servants' passage.
He looked carefully to see that no one was following him, and then ran away.
He went to the place where he hid the foreign car and pulled it out.
Although Lin Wenjing wanted to stay and continue to watch the excitement, the hour hand of the clock on the wall had already pointed to eight o'clock.
If she didn't go back, she would be discovered.
She said goodbye to her uncle and sister, and took a quick glance at the center of attention.
The character, the mysterious uncle who brought him into the scene, walked out of the ballroom.
After the fireworks were set off, the crowd of onlookers outside had gradually dispersed.
Lin Wenjing looked around but couldn't see Wang Yueqi.
She looked around and couldn't see the uncle pulling the cart.
The cold air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. , there were very few pedestrians on the streets of Dongjiaomin Lane.
No way, having to walk home like this, Lin Wenjing complained secretly, covered her nose and mouth tightly with a scarf, and was about to rush on, when suddenly a voice called from the darkness: "Miss."
Lin Wenjing looked over and saw Chen Zikun squatting in the corner.
She didn't know how long he had been waiting.
She couldn't help but feel a sore nose: "Uncle" "Haha, it's over.
The foreign firecrackers are so beautiful, I saw them too."
Chen Zikun smiled honestly, wiped the seat with the towel around his neck, asked Lin Wenjing to get in the car, and took off his sheepskin coat.
On her knees, this subtle movement reminded Lin Wenjing of her mother, who always tucked herself up like this when she was a child.
Chen Zikun spread his legs and ran on the empty street.
The water moon lanterns on the roadside gave off a dim light.
This winter night was extremely cold, but the foreign car at Ziguang Depot had complete heating facilities.
Lin Wenjing felt warm while sitting in the car. , all the cold wind was blocked by that broad back.
"Uncle, today is interesting.
I met someone who looks just like you."
Lin Wenjing said excitedly as she swung her legs restlessly.
"Oh, what kind of person are you?"
Chen Zikun asked knowingly.
"Well, he has two mustaches and is as tall as you," "Then did you talk to him?
Didn't you tell him that there was a rickshaw driver who looked like him?"
"I don't dare to do it without me, and I'm not familiar with him.
By the way, he got into a fight with a Japanese later."
Lin Wenjing vividly told Chen Zikun the story of what happened in the ballroom, and Chen Zikun also cooperated with his questions.
This journey in the cold night became more interesting.
When she arrived at the door of her house, Lin Wenjing was still a little unfinished.
Seeing that there was no car at the door, she knew that her father and Aunt Mi had not come back yet.
She calmed down and asked Chen Zikun: "Uncle, will you always wait for work at the entrance of the alley?"
Chen Zikun said: "Yes, I am running in this area."
"Oh, great, see you later."
Lin Wenjing entered the house, leaving Chen Zikun with a smile before closing the door.
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This smile made Chen Zikun energetic.
He hummed a little tune and pulled the empty cart back.
At the Six Nations Hotel, Yao Yilei frantically searched for Mr.
"Julian", but this man seemed to have evaporated and could no longer be found.
She went to the front desk of the hotel to search for the registration information of Count Andre Solomon, and only knew that he He is a guest from Paris, and his specific nationality is unclear.
After finding the room number, Yao Yilei hurried upstairs.
Regardless of everyone's ladylike restraint, she knocked on Earl Solomon's door.
No one answered after knocking for a long time.
The waiter came over and said: "Miss, the gentleman who lives here just went out. " "Oh, thank you."
Yao Yilei had no choice but to leave.
At this time, her car had been waiting at the door for a long time.
If she didn't go home, she would definitely be scolded by her father.
She reluctantly came to the hall, and Tom, the boy in the cloakroom, took the fur coat to her. and the hat were handed over, Miss Yao opened her wallet and was about to take out a five-yuan note as a tip, but she took it away again and changed it to a ten-yuan note and handed it over.
When Tom, also known as Xiao Shunzi, saw this big note, his eyes almost burst into flames.
"Thank you, Miss Yao."
He stretched out his hands to take it, but the money was withdrawn.
"Help me do something."
Miss Yao's pink face was full of seriousness.
"Just give your orders."
Xiao Shunzi also became serious.
"When Mr.
Julian shows up, call me.
You know how to make calls."
"I can make phone calls, Miss Yao.
I will take care of this matter.
He will never escape."
Xiao Shunzi clapped his chest and vowed.
"Be smart.
If you delay this young lady's important event, I won't let you off."
Miss Yao dropped the money, clicked her high heels, went out and got in the car, and the Ford sedan drove away in a flash.
Xiao Shunzi picked up the banknotes and said with a smile: "Da Kunzi, don't blame me, brother, you have become my money tree now."
Chen Zikun, who had just entered the courtyard with his rickshaw, suddenly sneezed and muttered: "What a shame, is my wife missing me?"
He didn't notice that a dark shadow floated down on the wall behind him
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