Spy War 1929

Chapter 135 Must
Chen Ledao stood in front of him with his arms folded and stared fixedly at him.

"Why don't you leave?" Xue Liangying looked at Chen Le and said.

"I've only been here for a few minutes, and you're driving me away?" Chen Ledao's eyes widened.

"Stay as long as you like, I'm busy here." Xue Liangying lowered her head again and continued with what she was doing.

"Tell me some information about your barrister. I don't even know the name. If people ask me, I don't know what to do." Chen Ledao leaned forward and leaned over the table with both hands .

"Who told you to provoke Miss Sheng's family? I told Chen Ledao, why don't you calm down! Miss Feng, Miss Fang, here is another Miss Sheng. Can your body take it!"

There was contempt and suspicion in Xue Liangying's eyes.

"Hey, let's just chat. Don't engage in personal attacks. I'm in good health!" Chen Ledao stared at him.

Xue Liangying sneered at his words, lowered her head again, and her voice was directed towards Chen Ledao.

"Her name is Shi Ke. She graduated from Shanghai Law University and has been working for two years. She has a little less work experience, but she is very capable. She is from the Sheng family. If you tell her her name, she will look it up herself."

"Shi Ke, the name sounds nice." Chen Ledao muttered.

Xue Liangying looked up at him, his eyes full of vigilance.

"What are you looking at! My friend's wife is impolite, ah, that's not right," Chen Ledao immediately shouted when Xue Liangying's eyes became dangerous.

"I'm wrong, a friend's wife can't be bullied. Hey! I'm just curious, am I, Chen Ledao, that kind of person! Let me tell you what kind of image I am in your heart!" Chen Ledao couldn't help but raise his voice again. stand up.

Xue Liangying put down her pen, clasped her hands together, and looked at Chen Ledao seriously.He looked up and down, nodded, and spit out a sentence:
"Playboy, flamboyant, gentle scum—"

"Stop stop!!! Hey, I said—"

"Okay, stop talking." Xue Liangying got up and pushed him out of the door.

"I'll tell Shi Ke about the lawsuit, and I'll let you know if I have any news. Go back to the arresting room, I'm busy. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here."

Chen Ledao stood outside the door, looking at the closed door, his eyes widened.When did Boss Chen, Inspector Chen, and Consultant Chen ever suffer this kind of grievance!
"The world is so cold!!!" He yelled towards the door.

Turning around to leave, a head suddenly poked out from the next room.

"Consultant Chen!" The man looked at him in surprise, "You're back!"

Chen Ledao's status as a consultant is still there. Compared with Inspector Chen, people in the police department still like to call him Advisor Chen, which is more friendly than Inspector Chen.

"Xiao Zhang, you are so handsome! Haha, why don't you come back to see you!" Chen Ledao said with a smile, then turned and walked into the office.

"Xiao Zhang, how are you doing? You haven't pushed Lao Zhang to the top yet!"

"I said Lao Zhang, this is your fault. Your beard is all white, and you still don't give way to Xiao Zhang. I doubt that Xiao Zhang is your own!"

Chen Ledao walked into the room, skillfully grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the paper pocket on the desk and kneaded them.

"Inspector, Brother Ding is here to see you."

There was a knock on the office door, and a head poked in through the crack of the door.

"Brother Ding?" Chen Ledao didn't react for a while.

Soon Ding Li came in with two wooden boxes, one large and one small.

"Brother!" Ding Li smiled and walked into the office, his eyes couldn't stop looking left and right.This is his first visit to Chen Ledao's office.

"Brother, do you want to redecorate this office? It's too shabby compared to our Ye Weiyang's, and it's not worthy of you."

"You boy, what nonsense are you talking about, this is the arrest house, you thought it was your house!" Chen Ledao patted him, this guy brought him paper.

"Since when have you become so familiar with the people in the arresting house, you've become a big brother!" Chen Ledao said with a smile.

"Hehe, last time that kid went to our song and dance hall with a few people from the arresting house. After I knew they were from the arresting house on Xiafei Road, I went up and had a few drinks with them and waived their drink bills. They started They called me big brother one by one."

Ding Li laughed.After saying this, he handed the two boxes in his hand to Chen Ledao.

"Brother, the big one is high-quality rice paper, and the small one is the paper you want for writing with a pen. I bought them myself. I definitely bought the most expensive and the best!" Ding Li dragged two wooden papers. He said as if asking for credit.

He doesn't understand these things, and he doesn't know what kind of paper is good.I told the store owner what I wanted, and I asked for the most expensive one.

Chen Ledao nodded, opened the box and took a look.His words of crawling with chicken claws made him not very familiar with these things.I touched it with my hands, and it feels ok.

"Well, not bad." Chen Ledao nodded in satisfaction.

It was time to get off work soon, and I raised my hand to look at my watch, it was almost time.Chen Ledao took the two boxes brought by Shang Ding Li and walked out of the patrol room.

The car stopped again outside the alley where Xu's house was located, and there was another car parked in front of him.If I remember correctly, it should belong to Sheng Qi.

Is Sheng Qi here too?

This thought flashed in Chen Ledao's mind, and he walked into the alley.

"Hey, here we come!" It was Yu Dafu who opened the door, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

"Le Dao, let me tell you, what gift did you bring when you came to Zhimo's house? What is this? It can't be calligraphy and painting." Yu Dafu said while looking at the two boxes in his hand.

Xu Zhimo came over to take the box politely.

"Uh, that—" Chen Ledao stammered, a little embarrassed.

Yu Dafu looked at the expression on his face, slowly opened his mouth wide, and raised his hand to cover it.

"Aren't you a gift for Zhimo and the others?" His face was full of surprise, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

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This bastard!
Chen Ledao glared at Yu Dafu.If it weren't for seeing that you are also a master of literature, I would let you taste the power of ruthless iron hands.

After I open a newspaper office and a publishing house, let you write articles for me, then I will let you know what 404 Dafa is!

"Of course this is a gift for Zhimo and Xiaoman." Chen Ledao smiled.Fortunately, this matter can be rounded up.

"The big one is rice paper." He handed the longer box to Xu Zhimo, "Xiaoman usually draws, so this is just right for him."

"This small one is for you. You, a great poet, have to use some manuscript paper. This is just right for you." Chen Ledao said.

"You are all engaged in literature, I don't know what to give, so I will give you some paper. 'Paper' is the same as 'zi', I hope you two can have a baby soon!" Chen Ledao handed the things to Xu Zhimo.I couldn't help but praise myself for my wit.

"There is nothing better than this gift!" Xu Zhimo accepted happily.

Their marriage was not blessed by their elders and friends.Xu Zhimo still remembers what the teacher said at the wedding.To him, Chen Ledao's words were like three springs and warm sun.

After saying hello to Tagore, Chen Ledao sat down on the sofa in the living room.

There were not many people in the living room, so Chen Ledao and Sheng Qi could make up the numbers.The remaining four people sat in a circle. Although there were only four people, this is still a literary salon story that can be passed down to future generations.

While the three of Xu Zhimo were chatting, Chen Ledao pulled Yu Dafu aside.

"What?" Yu Dafu looked at Chen Ledao inexplicably, and Sheng Qi, who had nothing to do, also followed him.

"Zhimo, I'll use two of the paper I brought you!"

Chen Ledao yelled at Xu Zhimo, Xu Zhimo responded, looking suspiciously.He was a little curious about what Chen Ledao was going to do.

He was not stupid, of course he knew that Chen Ledao's so-called gift was not a gift in the first place.He wanted to know what Chen Ledao was doing with those papers in the first place.

"Are you good at brush calligraphy or pen calligraphy?" Chen Ledao asked.

Yu Dafu laughed, that's a good question! !
He flicked his sleeves and raised his chin.

"I'm not talented, I've dabbled in both, and I know a lot about it!" He tilted his head up, the back of his head almost touching his back.

"Okay, okay, don't pose." Chen Ledao made him stagger, and his feet almost went their own way.

"Zhimo, use your study." Chen Ledao yelled and pulled Yu Dafu into the study.

"What!?" Yu Dafu was upset that Chen Ledao ruined his beautiful posture, no, it was pose.

In the living room, Xu Zhimo was curious about what Chen Ledao was going to do, and helped the old poet follow him into the study.

"Come on, come on!!" Chen Ledao opened the chair and said to Yu Dafu.

"What do you mean?" Yu Dafu was a little confused, and at the same time felt a headache for Chen Ledao's Chinese and Western words.

"Come and help me write an essay, the best essay you have ever written." Chen Ledao laid out all the rice paper for him.

A collection of articles written by literati in the Republic of China can be used as a family heirloom for future generations to summon the God of Wealth.

"." Yu Dafu looked at him innocently.

"What did you eat yesterday?" he asked.

"Osmanthus pork, eight-treasure chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed sea bass, potato shreds, tomato and egg soup" Chen Ledao recounted all the dishes last night.

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What did you eat a month ago today! "Yu Dafu gritted his teeth.

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do not know. "

"So you think I can remember the articles I wrote?" His eyes were like looking at a fool.

"This." It seems to have made a mistake.

"Also, my articles are all the best. If you have to tell which one is better, then the next one will be the best!" Yu Dafu's jaw cocked again.

If I hadn't known that "Autumn in the Old Capital" hadn't appeared yet, I would have sprayed you to death with a sip of salt soda today.

Chen Ledao hadn't noticed that this guy was so pretentious before, but after getting to know him, Yu Dafu's personality in Chen Ledao's heart completely collapsed.

"Okay, if there is no work that can be sold, there will be no work. If there is something missing, the best will always be the next one." Chen Ledao said, this guy is too pretentious.

If it wasn't for me not being able to remember the original text of "Autumn in the Old Capital" and being unable to be a copywriter, I would have made you cry so hard!
Chen Ledao said from the bottom of his heart that this person is of no use to him.He turned his gaze to Xu Zhimo.

"Hey," he grinned, and then he thought of the real boss still beside him, so he quickly put away his smile.

"Sir," Chen Ledao used his honorific title, "Can you please write me a poem? The one you have written before is fine."

Of course, the old poet had no reason to refuse. This young man seemed pretty good to him, but his literature was too bad.

"Which poem would you like me to write?" he asked.

He originally planned to write a poem for Chen Ledao, but who knew that this guy actually wanted his previous poems.

""Life is like a summer flower", I especially like this poem by Mr. Chen Ledao hurriedly said, and at the same time took off the pen cap from Xu Zhimo's desk and handed it over.

Tagore could not speak Chinese, and what he wrote on paper was Bengali.Seeing Chen Ledao's blank expression, he realized that Chen Ledao could not understand Bengali, and then wrote the English translation below.sign your name
Chen Ledao thanked him happily, this is definitely something that can be regarded as a family heirloom.But this is not enough.He said to Xu Zhimo in English.

"Zhimo, why don't you write the Chinese translation for your husband?" Xu Zhimo and Tagore have a good relationship, which is very appropriate.

Tagore nodded in agreement, thinking it was a good idea.

Tagore's "Flying Birds" was translated a few years ago, which is not difficult.

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. - Ghostwriter Xu Zhimo"

Xu Zhimo's pen writing is very beautiful.

Satisfied with putting away the paper, Chen Ledao immediately fetched two more pieces of paper for Xu Zhimo, one piece of rice paper and one piece of pen paper.

"Forehead"

"I like your "Farewell to Cambridge" very much, please give me a pair of ink treasures, um~, a pair of brushes and fountain pens." To Xu Zhimo, Chen Ledao was not so polite.

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Xu Zhimo didn't know why Chen Ledao suddenly thought of asking for this, but he didn't refuse.

His handwriting is not bad, but it is far inferior to his poems.

With a splash of ink, elegant, graceful, handsome, and every stroke of the running script overflowing with romantic atmosphere comes alive on the paper.

Seeing the inscribed words "Ceng You Le Dao, Zhimo" and the seal stamped on the back, Chen Le Dao smiled.

Wen Qing will not disappear, it will only be hidden.After Chen Ledao came to the Republic of China, he has never been so happy now.

The black president also likes football stars, and he is not ashamed of being young and asking for words.

I really want to learn how to write poetry with this guy.Looking at the beautiful lines, Chen Ledao had this thought in his mind.

Seeing his friend so happy, he knew that he really liked the words he wrote, and Xu Zhimo was also satisfied.

Seeing Chen Ledao looking at him, Lu Xiaoman quickly waved his hands.

"Le Dao, my prose is not as good as Duff's, and my poetry is not as good as Zhimo. I don't need it!"

"Then Xiaoman owes me a painting, but you must paint me one." Chen Ledao was not polite at all, and said cheekily.

If he could be more shameless, he even wanted Xu Zhimo to take Lu Xiaoman to Cambridge to draw a picture of Cambridge, and then let Xu Zhimo write a picture of saying goodbye to Cambridge.

Think beautiful!

Lu Xiaoman nodded dumbfounded, Chen Ledao's sincere eyes made her not know how to refuse.

"Remember, you owe me an essay." Chen Ledao patted Yu Dafu on the shoulder again.

"When did I owe you!" Yu Dafu looked at him in disbelief.

"I said you owe it, and you owe it." You can't show your face when communicating with this guy.

Apart from Xu Zhimo's running script "Farewell to Cambridge", Chen Ledao carefully put away the other two pieces of paper with poems written on them.

"Wait," Sheng Qi grabbed him.

"what?"

"What about me?!" Her almond eyes widened.

"You what?" Chen Ledao stared at her with wide eyes.more surprised than her.

"No, I have to write a song for you too!" She, Sheng Qi, was also a person with both talent and beauty.

"Forget it, don't bother."

Sheng Qi stared at him.After confirming the partnership, the Seventh Miss of the Sheng family doesn't seem to be such a lady before.

"Then, then you can sign it for me." Chen Ledao hesitated, and regretfully took out a piece of paper.

(End of this chapter)