In fact, Lu Xiaoman and Wang Geng have been hiding upstairs and eavesdropping.
This kind of bitter love triangle drama has always been Lu Xiaoman's favorite.
She even prepared a handkerchief to wipe her tears, ready to listen to a tear-jerking vow of eternal love, but she heard Come to the logically rigorous and calm analysis of international relations.
Lu Xiaoman was a little disappointed, but Wang Geng was fascinated by him, saying in his heart that Chen Zikun is indeed our West Point alumnus.
If this matter is left to ordinary people, there are no more than three results.
One is to sacrifice personal happiness for the sake of the family, and Xiao Lang will be a passerby from now on; the other is to die for love and accuse the cruel reality with death; the third is to abandon all worldly things.
Trapped, they eloped resolutely, and from then on there was no news from anywhere in the world.
However, none of these expected bitter dramas were staged.
Chen Zikun directly hit the point and dispelled all Yao Yilei's worries in a few words.
Wang Gengbu could not help but give high-fives and praise.
Seeing Lu Xiaoman and his wife appear, Yao Yilei was a little embarrassed, but she quickly recovered.
She is not the kind of shy girl.
When Lu Xiaoman was a good girl at the Sacred Heart School in France, Yao Yilei was already a scolding girl.
Zha is the witch in the Beijing social circle.
As the saying goes, nature is easy to change but hard to change.
Regardless of how much older she is, she seems to be much more stable than before.
In fact, she is still as bold as before, loving and hating. distinct.
Suddenly the clouds and the sun appeared, and the haze was swept away.
Yao Yilei was in a good mood, and her whole person looked much brighter.
Lu Xiaoman knew that the two of them must have a thousand words to say at this moment, so he pulled Wang Geng away and left Chen Zikun and Yao Yilei.
Liu created a world for two people.
"There must be no shortage of women around you," Yao Yilei asked after a long silence.
"I'm not married."
Chen Zikun felt a little guilty when he said this.
Jian Bing clamored to come to Beijing to spend the summer, but he couldn't do it because of housing problems.
If two women get together, it will be good for him.
The days are coming to an end.
Yao Yilei smiled faintly: "Not getting married doesn't mean there are no women.
A good man like you must have women around him.
By the way, where do you live?"
"Still living in the same place."
Chen Zikun already had a premonition that something was wrong.
Yao Yilei continued: "Your status is different now.
You are also an official of the Ministry of War after all.
You will go back and find a house that is not big or small.
I still have some savings here.
I will buy it and paint it and decorate it.
Add some furniture and so on.
Anyway, It looks like a mansion, what does it look like to live in a car factory?”
Seeing Chen Zikun's embarrassment, Yao Yilei felt like a mirror and said: "Don't worry, I still have to deal with the family affairs.
As for you, hurry up and send away those Yingying Yanyan and confidante.
I reckon three months is enough time for you to do any work in the War Department."
Chen Zikun answered honestly: "A third-class member of the General Affairs Department, in charge of the tea furnace room."
"This is a bit low.
My parents will not be satisfied."
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Yao Yilei pondered for a moment and said: "The chief of the army is concurrently held by the Prime Minister Zhang Shaozeng.
This man is very measured in his actions.
He will never turn against Wu Peifu because of you.
However, the deputy minister in charge of the Ministry of War, Jin Yongyan, is a shameless villain who is determined to retaliate.
Maybe he is deliberately trying to put your foot in the sand."
Chen Zikun said: "But I have never offended him.
When I came to Beijing this time, my fists have not been used to open meat."
Yao Yilei said: "There is another possibility that Wu Peifu is deliberately tempering your character.
You must control your emotions and don't show complaints.
Instead, you must try your best to manage the waiter well.
I don't think it will take a few months.
You will become famous."
Although Chen Zikun did not agree with this statement, he was still surprised and said: "Where did you learn these officialdom skills?"
Yao Yilei sighed and said: "Anyway, I am also a young lady from an official family.
My father was the Deputy Minister of Transportation.
My grandfather served as a Taoist priest during the Qing Dynasty.
My grandfather was once Li Hongzhang's staff.
Even if he was influenced by it, I I also learned a little bit.”
Chen Zikun said: "Then why can't you clearly see the problem of your political marriage?"
"Guan Ji is chaotic.
Besides, the perspective of looking at problems is different.
Daddy is all about the position of vice president, and I am all about my own happiness.
No one thinks about it at that level."
The two of them plotted in the living room of Wang Geng's house for a long time like conspirators.
After Wang Geng, Lu Xiaoman and his wife came back, they hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Wang Geng and his wife stood at the door to see each other off.
Watching the car drive away, Wang Geng sighed: "What a wonderful day."
For Bi people, it’s a pity that fate has a way with people.
By the way, where do you think they are going back to Yao’s mansion to decide whether to elope or not?”
Lu Xiaoman said: "According to Miss Yao's temper, she should probably go to the Liuguo Hotel to cook the raw rice into cooked rice."
"What's uncooked rice and what's cooked rice?"
Wang Geng said confusedly.
"Let you pretend."
Lu Xiaoman pinched the soft flesh of Wang Geng's waist and was about to pinch it hard.
Suddenly he saw a rickshaw driving over in the distance.
Sitting on the car was a handsome man with a frown on his face.
It was the poet Xu Zhimo.
Lu Xiaoman's pinching hand suddenly stopped, and he held Wang Geng's arm affectionately.
The couple waited for Xu Zhimo to come to the door, and greeted him warmly: "Zhimo, you are here."
The poet, however, had no expression on his face and just nodded calmly. .
Welcoming Xu Zhimo into the living room, pouring coffee and handing him cigarettes, the poet was very depressed, with a lock of soft hair hanging on his forehead.
He was extremely decadent.
He took a few puffs of cigarette and said sadly: "I am lovelorn."
"Zhimo, you've fallen out of love again," Wang Geng said in surprise.
"Yes, my wandering heart has never found a port to rest.
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Yesterday, Huiyin and Sicheng got engaged.
The source of my poetry has since dried up, and my muse has abandoned me forever."
Xu Zhimo suddenly raised his fingers He inserted it into his hair and started shaking hysterically.
Wang Geng rubbed his hands and didn't know how to comfort him.
Liang Qichao and Lin Changmin's family had already decided to marry their children.
Now the marriage between Liang Qichao's eldest son, Liang Sicheng, and Lin Huiyin is also favored and blessed by everyone.
Although Xu Zhimo abandoned the pregnancy for Lin Huiyin, His wife Zhang Youyi, but the Lin family has never officially recognized his identity as the mistress of the old bed.
Now the new man laughs at the old man and cries.
This is also a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution has come to him.
The public always has an inexplicable sympathy for the lovelorn and a love-making mentality.
The same is true for Wang Geng and his wife.
Listening to Xu Zhimo recounting the past events of being intimate with Lin Huiyin in London, the two of them were deeply saddened, but Wang Geng From time to time I took out my pocket watch to look at it, and finally I had to say: "Zhimo, there is an important military meeting in the ministry, and I must attend it."
Lu Xiaoman said: "You go ahead, I'll just accompany Zhimo."
Xu Zhimo looked ashen and said nothing.
Wang Geng was a little worried.
Lu Xiaoman waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly.
He half-crouched in front of Xu Zhimo, grabbed his hand and persuaded: "Zhimo, don't be depressed."
Wang Geng nodded, picked up his cane and coat, and went out.
Chen Zikun and Yao Yilei did not go to the Liuguo Hotel to book a room, but went back to prepare.
Today's Yao Yilei is no longer the coquettish and petty young lady she used to be.
In the past few years, the Yao family has experienced ups and downs, which has also tempered her.
With his character, he either doesn't take action, or once he takes action, it's a surefire move.
At present, the most important issue before Chen Zikun is his military rank and position.
He does not think that Wu Peifu will deliberately arrange for his lieutenant rank.
If so, he will not be awarded the rank of colonel when he was in Luoyang.
There must be a villain here. cause trouble.
He wrote two letters, one to Marshal Wu in Luoyang, directly stating his experience in the War Department, and the other to Jian Bing in Shanghai, asking her to come forward to St.
John's University to issue his academic certificate.
The War Department had According to regulations, the standard military rank for college graduates is major.
My rank as lieutenant is obviously lower, so I must ask for an explanation.
The two letters were written quickly, and Chen Zikun went to the post office to mail them in person.
On the way back, he thought of something, so he stopped by the police station to find Xu Guodong and asked him about four prostitutes who molested girls on the street during the Chinese New Year.
How it was disposed of.
Seeing Chen Zikun personally coming to ask for help, Xu Guodong did not dare to neglect.
However, this matter was not handled by the detective team.
He could only go to the patrol station to inquire.
The result was unexpected.
There was no criminal record at the patrol station, but the officer on duty still remembered it.
Tell them that the police chief personally called to request the release of the four Huahua Taisui, and they have quite impressive backgrounds.
Chen Zikun vaguely guessed something and asked Xu Guodong: "How many Pontiac cars are there in Beijing?
Can you find out the name of the registrant?"
This matter did not bother Xu Guodong.
He immediately took Chen Zikun to the vehicle registration office to check the files.
Cars were no better than rickshaws.
There were only a few hundred in Beijing.
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After searching, he quickly found the registration certificates of all Pontiac cars. , one of which is extremely dazzling.
Registrant: Jin Yongyan, the occupation column is Deputy Secretary of the Ministry of War.
Chen Zikun understood it all, Xu Guodong also understood it.
The detective captain didn't care about it: "Brother, don't care whether Ya Ting is the chief or the deputy chief, we will deal with him the same way.
As long as you say a word, brother will never be ambiguous."
"Don't worry, he's good-looking."
The situation between the enemy and us was clear, but Chen Zikun became even calmer.
The title of Deputy Minister of the Army seemed very bluffing, but in fact it was nothing like bullshit.
All the power was in the hands of the two commanders Cao and Wu.
In his hands, Jin Yongyan dared to wear his own little shoes, which meant that he would not give Wu Peifu face, offend Marshal Wu, and Jin Yongyan's position as deputy commander would not last long.
After thanking Xu Guodong, Chen Zikun returned to Ziguang Depot.
Baoqing took out a post and told him excitedly: "Mr.
Liang Qichao sent someone to send an invitation to invite you to the banquet."
Chen Zikun was shocked.
What a famous figure Liang Qichao was.
He had been famous all over the world since the Qing Dynasty.
After the Republic of China, his prestige was at its peak.
Whether in the eyes of scholars or traffickers, Mr.
Liang was a god-like existence. , the last time we met at Crescent Club, Mr.
Liang mentioned that he wanted to invite him to visit him.
At that time, he thought it was a polite comment, but he didn't expect it to be true
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