Spy War 1929

Chapter 14 Salli

"Brother Chen, the meal is ready, come down and have dinner together,"

During dinner time, a crisp and lively girl's voice came from the stairs. It was Zhang Xiaomei, Uncle Zhang's daughter, who was already 15 years old.It is full of youth.

Zhang Xiaomei is studying in a school in Shanghai. Uncle Zhang's family has no other children, only one little sister.The treatment of the younger sister in the Zhang family is the same as that of Feng Chengcheng in the Feng family. They are all treated as a little princess.

Chen Ledao replied, after tidying up, he came downstairs. Uncle Zhang's wife Liu Guifeng and Aunt Liu were busy in the kitchen, and my younger sister went inside to help.Uncle Zhang was sitting on a chair, holding a newspaper in his hand and reading it carefully.

Uncle Zhang is literate. Although his culture is not high, he is already good in his generation.Zhang Xiaomei was able to go to school because of his efforts. This is an era of ideological liberation, and Uncle Zhang's ideological liberation is very good.

My younger sister likes to study, and Uncle Zhang supports it all. For him, it is a pity not to have a son, but this daughter of my younger sister is not necessarily inferior to other people's sons.

As for Aunt Liu, she listened to Uncle Zhang on major matters. My younger sister liked it, and Uncle Zhang supported it, so she had no objection.This is a very harmonious family.

"Uncle Zhang, where are you reading the newspaper?" Chen Ledao greeted with a smile.

"Oh, Mr. Chen," Uncle Zhang looked up and saw Chen Ledao, and put down the newspaper in his hand.

"Uncle Zhang, didn't you say it all? Don't be so polite, just call me Xiao Chen." Chen Ledao felt helpless at what Uncle Zhang called him.Every time I say this Uncle Zhang, I just respond with a smile, and then I can call him whatever I want.

At the moment, he is wearing a white shirt and a suit vest, with trousers and leather shoes underneath. He looks out of place with Uncle Zhang's family, so it's no wonder that Uncle Zhang can't change his name.

Chen Ledao didn't wear suits very much before, but his predecessor liked suits, and he only had suits. After wearing them for a few days, he also kind of likes the way elites wear them.I simply kept wearing it.

"The declaration said that Lianshan Cotton Mill hadn't paid wages for a long time, and it might close down." Uncle Zhang handed the declaration to Chen Ledao, sighing.

"I have a friend who is also in the Lianshan Spinning Factory. I heard from him that their boss is a very nice person, but now it seems that the Lianshan Spinning Factory may not be open for long." Uncle Zhang sighed. Just like those uncles and aunts in later generations, they always like to watch the news and talk about things that they are interested in.Speaking of the Lianshan sand factory, there is a sense of pity in the words.

"Lianshan Spinning Factory?" Hearing this name, Chen Ledao felt a familiar feeling in his heart, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

I picked up the newspaper and read it, and there was indeed a report about the Lianshan Spinning Mill, saying that the spinning mill had not paid wages for a while, but the workers had been working hard for the spinning mill, and the owner of the spinning mill Chen Lianshan is looking around for a loan.

After reading the whole article, Chen Ledao knew why it was a pity that Uncle Zhang had something to say.A boss who can make workers work diligently without complaints without paying wages is definitely a pretty good person, at least a conscientious businessman.

He is not proficient in history, but he also knows the words of rejuvenating the country through industry. The owner of the Lianshan Spinning Mill should be such a person.However, he remembered that the development of national industry during this period had been full of twists and turns.

The name Lianshan Spinning Factory was somewhat familiar, but after thinking about it for a while, Chen Ledao put the newspaper aside and stopped thinking about it.Aunt Liu and Xiaomei Zhang have already served the dishes.

Today was a bit rich, braised fish with some side dishes, his nose twitched, he could already smell the aroma.

"Brother Chen, what is France like?" The little girl's bright eyes are piercing, her waist-length black hair is draped behind her back, and she has a hairpin pinned to her body. She already has the consciousness of pursuing beauty.

"Actually, that's it. It's similar to our French Concession. It's indeed better than the current China, but China will be better than her in the future." Chen Ledao smiled.He likes Uncle Zhang's family very much. Although they are petty citizens, there is no so-called petty bourgeois.Not to mention that Uncle Zhang's family treated him very well as a tenant, and his food was free.

"Study hard, and go abroad to study when you have the opportunity in the future. If you come back with more learning, it will be of great use in the future." Chen Ledao said to Zhang Xiaomei.

Lido Song and Dance Hall, Chen Ledao came here after dinner.After taking a few glances at the flickering door of the ballroom, he walked in.If I remember correctly, this should be the site of the fat man, that is, the site of Brother Kun's boss.

After coming to Shanghai for so long, he has never seen the so-called Night Shanghai, so he came here today to experience it.

Ballrooms are definitely a major feature of Shanghai in this era.

The interior of the ballroom is already very lively. The first floor is surrounded by booths and bars, and the center is a place for guests to dance.It's not the harsh music of the bar. The soothing music is played in the hall. Chen Ledao feels a strong sense of the times. Looking at the center, there are already many men and women in suits and cheongsams dancing briskly inside.

Take a look and look away.Not much interested in dancing, he went straight up the stairs to the second floor.

The dance halls at this time were not serious dance halls, or the current dance halls were different from the future dance halls. The second floor was a place for people to gamble and entertain.Compared with the first floor, the atmosphere is obviously much more lively.There was a lot of people's voices, and many people yelled at the top of their voices until their faces were red and their necks were thick, shouting words like "open, open, open".

Look, there are blackjack, roulette, baccarat, Pai Gow, etc., and some things he doesn't know.This was his first time stepping into this kind of place.

Standing here, my body reveals a feeling of being out of place.Fortunately, a familiar face in a short silk jacket came into his sight. Seeing this familiar attire, Chen Ledao seemed to see an old friend, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Brother Kun walked around the table. His main task was to keep an eye on the casino, prevent people from causing trouble, and deal with those cheaters.

Looking at it, I felt a little itchy, and I wondered whether I should take a gamble myself.At this time, a hand patted on his shoulder, and when he looked back, his heart beat instantly slowed down.

Why is it this evil star again!

Although this is his territory, facing Chen Ledao, he still subconsciously feels guilty.

"Master, why are you here?" Brother Kun's face was pale, and his lips trembled a little.

Chen Ledao was surprised in his heart, he didn't pay much attention to this guy, how could this guy be so frightened, I don't know what this guy made up his mind.

"Hehe, let's take a look, come and introduce me, what's interesting." Chen Ledao couldn't be angry at all, and regarded this place as his own home.

Brother Kun was completely unwilling, but he had no choice but to follow. He remembered that the magazine he had last time was still here with Chen Ledao.He didn't want to mess with this evil star.

If someone is unhappy, the boss can kill him as a rebel if he finds any reason. Master Jin will not offend those people because of him.

He thought of Chen Ledao as those people, and those people were really not something he, a member of a gang, could mess with.

After thinking about it, Chen Ledao didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so he gradually felt relieved, and honestly introduced each project to Chen Ledao.

Every time he walked past a blocking table, Chen Ledao would stop and watch for a while. Most of the people here are well-dressed, and their families should be more or less affluent, not belonging to the bottom of society.

Every time a game ends, some people are happy and some are sad, some even cry with their heads in their hands or throw the table in anger. At this time, some boys in black jackets will stand up and make them sober.

"How much profit can you get from opening this casino every day?" Chen Ledao asked curiously.

"Hey, lord, I'm just watching the situation for Lord Jin, so I don't know these things." Brother Kun apologized.

Chen Ledao shook his head when he heard the words, no matter whether it was true or not, he did not continue to ask.

After shopping around here, Chen Ledao waved his hand, "Okay, go and do your work, I'll take a look here myself."

Hearing this, Brother Kun showed joy, and he didn't miss him at all, "Then, do you want to exchange chips? I'll exchange some chips for you?" He tentatively asked.

He just wanted to be thoughtful, lest Chen Ledao look for him again later.

"No, go get busy," Chen Ledao waved his hands, why is this man so hesitant to do things.

Brother Kun suddenly disappeared as if he had been pardoned.

"Did you see the man in the suit? Take care of him. Don't worry about what he does." Kunge grabbed a younger brother and ordered.

"Sir, is this your wine?" A waiter came over.

"I didn't order wine?" Chen Ledao frowned.

"This is what Brother Kun ordered. He asked us to entertain you well." The waiter lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

... If you don't want money, don't say it early... Chen Ledao is not polite.

Taking a sip of the wine, "Although the brain is a bit stupid, I still have good eyesight," Chen Ledao expressed his satisfaction, and also liked little Kunzi a little.

"Baga!" A word that later generations of Chinese people will know suddenly floated over from the other side and reached Chen Ledao's ears.Hearing this word, he immediately became interested.

It's a little devil who has a good life!
Following the sound, I saw a table, a man with yellow hair in a suit, and three Japanese ronin sitting side by side.

The "Ba Ga" just now was yelled by one of the Japanese ronin.This guy's face was flushed, his speech smelled of alcohol, and he stood up and walked a little wobbly.

It must have been drunk, and then lost again, and turned into anger from embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ledao was full of interest, but unfortunately he didn't have two handfuls of melon seeds in his pocket.

"#￥%...&*##%" a lot of French came out, Chen Ledao understood, it meant that the slut was cheating, dishonest, not a good friend.

Never mind why this Japanese can speak French.

The two Japanese ronin next to him were also furious. Like their companions, they had lost all their money, and they were burning with anger. Maybe they wanted to use this to renege on their debts.

The Frenchman on the opposite side was also angry, and cursed loudly, blushing until his neck was thick, but both of them still maintained the principle of trying not to fight if they could quarrel.

The other two little devils were not so particular, Jiu Zhuang was timid, touched his waist, and the samurai sword was not taken out.Simply pick up the chair and start working.

Brother Kun and his younger brother stood by and looked anxiously. He didn't dare to provoke him on either side. Seeing the tables and chairs being smashed, he was anxious and angry, and stomped his feet on the spot.

That yellow hair doesn't look simple, and his fists and feet reveal a soldier's atmosphere, he should have been a soldier.But the two fists were no match for the six hands and six feet, and soon lay on the ground.Surrounded by the three rogues and fighting with each other, these three little Japanese are really rude.

After they had been beating for a while, Chen Ledao reckoned that it was almost done.One side is Japanese and the other side is French. It's obvious who to help. He's not that dude like Brother Kun.

One strode forward, thinking about the scene of the thugs in suits beating up in their minds, kicking one by one, the three Japanese ronin were easily knocked down by Chen Ledao.The scene was reversed in an instant, and the surrounding melon eaters all exclaimed that this melon is delicious and amazing.

"Hi, how are you?" Chen Ledao asked in pure French language, and reached out to help the Frenchman.

This man was rare and strong. Although he was beaten badly, he still held on.

"I'm fine, thank you, sir." The man got up, rubbed the sore spots on his body, and thanked Chen Le.

"Your French is very standard!" This person didn't know if he was too nervous, or what, but he didn't hurry up to mend his feet at this time, and actually chatted with Chen Ledao.

"I've been living in France before. My mother is French. She speaks French from novels. Are you really okay? Do I need to take you to the hospital?" Chen Ledao asked, looking very concerned about the other party.

He has his own plan to help this person. This is the French Concession, and the French are masters here.What's more, it was Japanese who beat this person just now.

Beating up a Frenchman in the French Concession, even if the opponent is Japanese, is very troublesome.The French warship is not far from here.

"And they, do you need me to call the police for you?" Chen Ledao pointed to the three writhing on the ground.It was the first time he beat Little Japan, and he was outputting with all his strength. The three Japanese didn't feel pain for a while, so they didn't want to get up.

"No need," the man shook his head, "I'll take them to the patrol room myself in a while."

The Frenchman gritted his teeth when he said this, staring at the three people on the ground, his eyes almost popped out.Judging from his tone, it is likely that he is going to the police station to chat with his fellow villagers, to add some fuel and jealousy to this matter.

"Sir, thank you for your help. My name is Sarley." The Frenchman straightened his clothes and stretched out his right hand to Chen Ledao.

Just now Chen Ledao said that his mother is French, and he grew up in France, which really made the Frenchman a lot closer to him.

"My name is Chen Ledao," shaking hands with the other party, Chen Ledao said his name.

Seeing the attitude of the other party, he knew that what he just did was not in vain, and it was the harvest season.In the French Concession, it is a good thing to know a Frenchman.

"Chen, thank you for saving me, but please forgive my rudeness, I have to deal with this matter first." Saarley pointed to the three ronin on the ground.

"Of course, it should be," Chen Ledao smiled, expressing his indifference.

Salley made a phone call in the ballroom. At this moment, the casino on the second floor had stopped because of this incident, and many people stopped to watch.Brother Kun didn't know how to deal with this matter. Fortunately, besides him, there was a special manager who was responsible for handling such matters.

After a short wait, several police cars from the patrol room arrived at the gate of Lido. Led by a Frenchman, a group of Indian and Chinese patrolmen wearing red caps came up.

As soon as the French patrolman came up, he saw Saarley sitting beside him, and hurried forward, stood upright and saluted.Followed by booing and asking for warmth.As for the Chinese patrol and the Indian patrol, they set up three Japanese ronin.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ledao narrowed his eyes slightly. It seems that there is an unexpected harvest this time. This Frenchman seems to have a high status.

Maybe he doesn't have to go to the patrol room to add fuel and vinegar, but to do it himself.

(End of this chapter)