Spy War 1929

Chapter 268 I Have a Chinese Heart
Chinachem Hotel, today's Chinachem Hotel is extremely lively.

The celebration reception of Mr. Chen, the new Chief Detective of the French Concession Police Department, was arranged at the Huamao Hotel. From the manager to the cleaners of the Huamao Hotel, everyone worked extremely meticulously today.

Those who came here today are all famous people in Shanghai. If they fail to do something well and make those big people dissatisfied, they will have to walk around.

At this moment in the reception hall, many people have come, wearing suits, long gowns, mandarin jackets, everything that one expects to find, among them are those that Chen Ledao is familiar with, and some that Chen Ledao does not know.

Although Liu Zhihui's invitations were only sent to people Chen Ledao knew, it didn't mean that other people couldn't come.

This kind of reception is the best opportunity to make friends and cling to bigwigs.

Some thoughtful people tried their best to sneak in after finding out that big figures like Feng Jingyao and Gu Zhufeng would be present at today's reception.I thought that if I could have a few words with these bigwigs, and even take the opportunity to get in touch with them, I would make a lot of money.

As for face, how much is that thing worth?
Some people went to Chen Ledao's conferring ceremony, some people didn't go, and those who didn't go are almost all concentrated in this reception hall at the moment.

These people stood together in twos and threes, raised their glasses and chatted about topics of interest, such as politics, or military affairs, or business, or literature, or even love affairs, and even family matters.

Anyway, just chatting, making connections, and you're done.

Right in front of the ballroom is a small stage, on which there are beautifully dressed dancers, singing or dancing, warming up the atmosphere in the hall.

At the head of the row was a singer wearing a colorful cheongsam and black lace gloves, holding the microphone with one hand, twisting Feng Yun's waist, and singing "Night Shanghai", which is now the most famous song in Shanghai.

Outside the main hall, Fang Yanyun was wearing a purple cheongsam, her hair was tied behind her head, and she walked into the hall with light steps.

Beside Fang Yanyun, there was a little girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old. The little girl had a delicate face. Although she was still young, she had already revealed the foundation of a beauty.

She took Fang Yanyun's hand and looked at the scene in the hall with curiosity and a little timidity in her eyes.

As soon as the girl came in, she was attracted by the singer singing on the stage.

She herself also likes to sing, and she likes to hum a few words in her mouth when she does anything, but her singing is not as good as her sister on stage, and this sister is so beautiful, the little girl looks at it with envy.

Fang Yanyun stood at the gate and looked around, and soon a figure came over.

"Miss Fang, you are here," Liu San stepped forward to greet her.

Fang Yanyun nodded and asked, "Has the reception been properly arranged?"

"Vice President Liu has made arrangements for the reception, Miss Fang can rest assured." Liu San replied.

Fang Yanyun nodded, and said: "Everyone has to work hard today, let the brothers below pay close attention, and there will be no accidents at the reception today."

This is the celebratory reception for Chen Ledao's promotion to Chief Inspector. If someone takes the opportunity to find fault, then Chen Ledao will be ashamed.

"Miss Fang, don't worry, the waiters at the reception are all from us. We have booked the entire Chinachem Hotel today, so there won't be any accidents."

Although Liu San was half-coerced and half-invited by Chen Ledao to come to Yeweiyang, but after working in Yeweiyang for a while, he fell in love with it.

If the society does not adapt to itself, then it will adapt to society.What a big deal!

As the saying goes, those who know current affairs are Junjie.

Besides, on weekdays in Yeweiyang, he is almost just playing around, and when he gets tired of playing, he will continue to play in another place. Life is indeed much more comfortable for him than working alone before.

Fang Yanyun nodded and said nothing else.

Liu Zhihui was in charge of the reception. She didn't come here to ask about these things, but to care about them as a routine.

Fang Yanyun took the little girl to the side and randomly found a place to sit down. Only then did she notice the way the little girl looked at the singer on the stage.

She smiled.

"Xiao Xuan, do you want to go up and sing too?" She asked.

Zhou Xuan withdrew his gaze from looking at the singing girl, his crystal clear eyes implied anticipation.

"Can I?"

"Of course not now," Fang Yanyun shook her head, Zhou Xuan's eyes dimmed a bit.

Seeing this, Fang Yanyun couldn't help smiling.

"In another two years, when you grow up and learn how to sing, then you can go up and sing." She said again.

Zhou Xuan's dim eyes lit up again, and she looked up at Fang Yanyun, "Then can I sing "Night Shanghai" too?"

"Of course, you can sing whatever you want." Fang Yanyun replied.

Although Fang Yanyun didn't know where Chen Ledao knew about this little girl, it didn't prevent her from liking this little girl.

Zhou Xuan had a poor background, first he was sold by his biological parents, then he was given away, and finally he was almost sold to Fengyue by his stepfather, but luckily he was brought out by Ye Weiyang's discovery.

The children of the poor are early masters of the family. This sentence also applies to Zhou Xuan.

Perhaps it was the insecurity brought to her by changing hands several times, Zhou Xuan, who is only ten years old now, is quite self-reliant, and she will never be lazy in what she can do.

Good-looking, yet so well-behaved, coupled with her pitiful background, it's hard for Fang Yanyun not to feel sorry for her.

Now that Zhou Xuan has been taken to her home by Fang Yanyun, she is the only one in that huge villa, which seems somewhat empty, and Zhou Xuan can accompany her wherever she is.And it's good for Zhou Xuan himself.

Zhou Xuan trusted Fang Yanyun in front of him very much. Hearing what Fang Yanyun said, his eyes turned into crescent moons.

"Old Zhou, how much money do you think Chen Ledao made in Shanghai this year? You see, this reception is extravagant, it's a waste!"

In a corner of the hall, Zhou Mingxian sat together with Lu Feng and Xiao Liu, an assistant from the clinic. Lu Feng sighed as he looked at the various layouts in the hall.

Usually they would like to split every penny into two halves, but Chen Ledao's place is fine, as for today's layout, this specification, Lu Feng can't even imagine how much it will cost.

After all, if you just come to Huamao Hotel for a meal, the money you spend is not in single digits.

Zhou Ming shook his head with a smile.

"Chen Ledao is in the singing and dancing hall business, which is an industry where money comes in quickly. Of course, money is fast. But you can't just look at his glamorous appearance.

There are a lot of people in Shanghai who want to open dance halls, but who can actually open them, and how many people are there who are actually operating them? "

"Hey, what this kid earns in a week is probably more than our clinic earns in a year. Sometimes I really tie him up to steal from the rich and give to the poor."

Lu Feng was wearing a long robe, obviously dressed as a literati, but when he spoke, he was full of banditry.

Zhou Ming only smiled when he heard it, but why didn't he sometimes have similar thoughts in his heart?
Seduce their little gentleman, you should be hanged and beaten! !
While everyone was talking, voices came from outside the hall.

Chen Ledao's conferring ceremony was over, and everyone who was watching the ceremony over there had already come.

Chen Ledao had already changed out of his patrol clothes, and put on a brand new suit again, with a faint smile on his face and his hair combed back, he was really a young man in high spirits.

Of course, Chen Ledao is no longer a teenager, he is a young man.

Entering the hall, Chen Ledao walked in front. Amidst the congratulations and applause from everyone in the hall, Chen Ledao stepped onto the front stage.

At this time, the singing girls and dancing girls had already left quietly.

"Thank you for coming to my reception today. I am Chen Ledao in Shanghai, and I belong to the junior generation. You are honored to come here today. I would like to offer you a toast."

After Chen Ledao finished speaking, Yuan Heibao, who was in a suit, walked onto the stage with a tray in person. Chen Ledao picked up the wine glass on the tray, raised it as a gesture, and then drank it down.

Applause roared below.

After the applause dissipated, Chen Ledao spoke again.

"Today, there are my friends, my elders, my colleagues, and many colleagues from all walks of life who I don't know yet.

Some people may be familiar with me, and some people may not know me well.

Whether you are familiar or unfamiliar, I am here to thank everyone.

I can have today's achievement, cannot do without the love and care of everyone. "

Chen Ledao was standing on the stage talking about some scenes. Under the stage, Zhou Mingxian and Zhou Mingxian were in the corner. Lu Feng listened to Chen Ledao's words and whispered to Zhou Mingxian:
"This kid has a way of saying these things. If I didn't know him, I would really believe his words."

After Lu Feng finished speaking, from the corner of his eye, he noticed that Xiao Liu next to him was eating food on the table.

Xiao Liu usually doesn't have the opportunity to attend this kind of reception, but he came today, of course he will have a good time. Just now he took a plate and put a lot of food on the table.

Lu Feng looked at and shook his head.

"Don't eat, just know how to eat. You are all young people. How do you know how to eat? If you learn from Chen Ledao, you will be more successful in the future." Lu Feng hated iron for being weak.

Xiao Liu grinned and wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"Doctor Lu, don't you all say that Mr. Chen is a rare talent, and you can't find a second one in Shanghai.

I'm a handyman, so no matter how hard I try, I can't keep up. "

Lu Feng shook his head.

How could Xiao Liu have this kind of thinking, this thinking is very wrong! !
On the stage, Chen Ledao continued to speak.

".Recently, I heard some remarks. Some people said that Chief Inspector Hua should be a real Chinese, and I am French, so I should not be Acting Chief Inspector or Chief Inspector."

When Ma Long was acting as chief inspector, no similar gossip came out.

Because Marlon is a Frenchman who exists and is white-skinned.

As for Chen Ledao, although he is French, he is yellow skinned.

For him, some people with ulterior motives are not so afraid. Even though these people are respectful on the surface, they still scold the fake foreign devils in their hearts.

"My father went to Europe at the end of the last century, where he met my mother, formed a family, and later had me.

I was born and raised in France, so I have French citizenship.

But my father, who taught me to speak Chinese and let me write Chinese characters since I was a child, never forgot that he is Chinese, he forgot that he is of Yanhuang blood, and he didn't let me forget either.

Maybe you can tell that I have a Sichuan accent.

This is because my neighbor at the time was a friend of my father and a native of Sichuan.

When I was young, I often went to his house to play, so I learned Sichuan dialect from him.

Like my father, he has never forgotten that he is Chinese, and he often tells me that he must return to China when he grows up.

At the beginning of last year, my parents passed away unfortunately. Before leaving, my father told me that I must return to the motherland.

After listening to his words, I returned to this land and my motherland with great enthusiasm.

Here, I'm going to correct what those people said.

What is a Chinese?
Are those people who bleed Yanhuang blood and engage in traitorous activities Chinese?
No, I think that no matter what kind of blood flows in our body, as long as we love this land and our motherland, then we are Chinese. "

Chen Ledao's words were sonorous and forceful, and the expressions of some people below became serious.

For example, Xiao Liu, he put down the chocolate cake in his hand.

For example, Xu Wenqiang who was sitting alone in another corner, the cigarette in his hand was burned to the end and he still didn't know it.

For example, Liu Yuan and Zhou Wen were sitting next to Xu Wenqiang. Liu Yuan looked at Chen Ledao seriously and nodded from time to time, while Zhou Wen was so excited when he heard it, he picked up the wine glass and poured the wine into his stomach in one gulp.

Another example is Wen Manru, Gu Jingjing, and Fan Liqing. They have different expressions, but they all have similar emotions towards Chen Ledao, such as appreciation, approval, and worship.

Outside the hall, two people came in quietly at this moment. As soon as they entered, they heard Chen Ledao talking on the stage.

Can't help but stop.

Dai Chunfeng looked at Chen Ledao who looked serious, and couldn't help showing a look of appreciation on his face.

Who would have thought that a small translator from the Political Department that I knew back then would counterattack and become the Chief Inspector of the Police Department within a year.

This climbing speed is faster than him.

"Today, on this stage, I want to use a song written by myself to replace my father, my father's friend, and many patriotic Chinese overseas to express our love for the motherland."

After Chen Ledao finished speaking, there was another burst of crazy applause from below.

People like Feng Jingyao may not be touched by Chen Ledao's words, but some young people with normal three views, some passionate people, are moved by what they hear.

At this moment, with Ye Weiyang's permission, some reporters who managed to sneak in frantically pressed the shutter of the camera in their hands, and the spotlight flashed non-stop.

They know that today they encountered big news!
A newly appointed chief inspector of French nationality in the French Concession said these words, as long as they were published, it would definitely cause a wave of enthusiasm among the patriotic groups.

Not to mention Chief Inspector Chen Ledao, he has his own traffic!
"Did you write it down! Did you write down what you just said!"

Beside a big pillar, Yu Dafu shouted excitedly to Xu Zhimo.

Xu Zhimo was lying on the big pillar at the moment, holding a pen in one hand and pressing a notebook in the other, jotting down what Chen Ledao said in shorthand in scribbled handwriting.

It's not that he wanted to memorize, but Yu Dafu forced him to memorize. Who made Mr. Yu Dafu not write as fast as Xu Zhimo!
Just when Chen Ledao mentioned the Chinese, Yu Dafu noticed the signs.

His intuition told him that Chen Ledao must do something.So he urged Xu Zhimo to write it down quickly.

If he is embarrassing, it can be used to laugh at Chen Ledao in the future; if he is in the limelight, he can also help Chen Ledao.

After all, as literati, what they lack most is a place to publish articles.

You may not be very clear about it, but in fact, Mr. Yu Dafu's introduction contains the words "revolutionary martyr".

Chen Ledao's words just now made Yu Dafu's heart flutter.

"The name of this song is "My Chinese Heart"." Chen Ledao said.

After he finished speaking, the band on one side of the stage began to play music.

Chen Ledao softly hummed the prelude.

Maybe some people think that singing is detrimental to the status of a big boss, but Chen Ledao feels that singing patriotic songs can only improve his status.

Especially in this age background.

The music was playing, the prelude ended, and Chen Ledao began to sing.

"The mountains and rivers are only in my dreams,

The motherland has not been close for many years,

But no matter what, it won't change,
my China Heart,"

Chen Ledao's singing echoed alone in the hall. The hall was full of people, but no one spoke.

Just across from Chen Ledao, Fabre closed his eyes, listening to the singing, shaking his head slightly.

Beside, Ma Long listened to Chen Ledao's singing and sweated for him.

Fortunately, the director didn't seem to care about what Henry said just now, and even liked the song Henry was singing.

How can a person who loves his motherland and loves his motherland be a bad person?

At this moment, Fabre appreciates Chen Ledao even more.

He himself is a person who loves his own country. If a person doesn't even love his own country, what else would he love?

Chen Ledao is patriotic, and he does not hide it. Fabre appreciates him, and the image of Chen Ledao in his heart is even more perfect.

Chen Ledao loves the motherland he has just set foot in for a year, so will he love France even more when he was born and raised?
Fabre thinks so.

His mother is Belgian and he also loves his mother's country.He felt that Chen Ledao was also like this.

"Although the dress is worn on the body,

My heart is still Chinese,

My ancestors have already given me everything,
Branded with the Chinese seal, "

"it is good!

Although I wear a foreign dress, my heart is still Chinese.

The lyrics are so fucking good! "

Lu Feng slapped Zhou Mingxian with a slap, and praised with a suppressed voice.

Zhou Ming also felt better, but he still grinned in pain.

Lu Feng took this shot, which is quite suspected of public revenge.

Chen Ledao repeated the lyrics, and now it has come to the end of the song.

He sang and sang, but the more he sang, the more he felt.

After all, this song is so popular with Chinese people.

"The blood left in the heart,

Surging the voice of China,
Even if you are in a foreign country, you can't change it.
my China Heart. "

At the end of the singing, Chen Ledao raised his right hand, bowed slightly and saluted.

A moment later, the applause below sounded like thunder.

Feng Chengcheng's little hands were flushed, and she had a bright smile on her face, looking at Chen Ledao on the stage, her smile was full of pride.

This is my fiance! !
ps: Hahaha, what do you all think about writing entertainment for the next book, it’s so cool to carry songs.

Hahaha, who agrees, who opposes.

(End of this chapter)