Chapter 700 Home and Country
Cheng Qianfan sat with his legs crossed in the VIP booth of the Xianledu Song and Dance Hall.
He held a goblet in his hand, shaking it slightly. The red wine in the glass rippled like trembling blood.
“Mr. Cheng, isn’t she pretty enough?” Ding Yu showed an aggrieved expression.
"Who said that?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at the woman next to him and grabbed the woman's delicate chin with one hand, "Miss Ding, she is naturally beautiful, and she also has a heart-stirring charm. She is so pretty and delicious."
Hearing this, Ding Yu glared at Cheng Qianfan and said, "Mr. Cheng will lie by saying things that his daughter's family likes."
“What did I lie to you about?” Cheng Qianfan chuckled and glanced at the woman from top to bottom with an ambiguous look.
“Oh, you man, where are you looking?” Ding Yu crossed his arms over his chest, which actually made his chest more straight and conspicuous.
Cheng Qianfan laughed, put down the goblet, and took out the cigarette holder from his briefcase, "When did you leave the Cabaret restaurant?"
"I've been coming to Xianle for two or three months, but Mr. Cheng didn't even come to see me." Ding Yu said, proactively and obediently taking the cigarette holder, taking out a cigarette and putting it to her lips. He lightly put his lipstick mark on the cigarette, and then pretended to put the cigarette into Cheng Qianfan's mouth.
However, when he saw Mr. Xiao Cheng, who had been smiling just now, waved his hand to refuse, he took out another cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ding Yu was stunned and seemed a little at a loss.
"If you need any help, take this cigarette and come to me in the central patrol room." Cheng Qianfan stood up, patted the woman's beautiful back, and said calmly.
Looking at Cheng Qianfan’s leaving figure, Ding Yu’s expression changed continuously.
After a while, another dancer came to the booth and sat down, lit a women's cigarette, took a puff, and puffed out a stream of smoke.
Ding Yu took the cigarette from the woman's hand and took a puff, but he coughed repeatedly.
"Failed?"
"Sister Na, Cheng Qianfan is very cautious. As long as outsiders have touched anything he wants to enter, he will not touch it again." Ding Yu nodded and whispered, "Afraid of death."
"It's normal to be afraid of death." Sister Na took back the cigarette from Ding Yu's hand, "It makes your throat uncomfortable. If you can't help it, don't smoke."
As she spoke, she flicked the ashes of her cigarette and said, "Cheng Qianfan was assassinated and had a grudge against Zhang Xiaolin. This person cherishes his life and will naturally be very careful."
“Will it arouse Cheng Qianfan’s suspicion?” Ding Yu asked.
"No." Sister Na shook her head, "Cheng Qianfan is a lustful person. It is impossible for him not to be tempted by a beauty like you."
Her eyes stayed on the cigarette with the lipstick mark on the table, "No, Xiao Cheng always left you a ticket for the mandarin ducks to play in the water."
Ding Yu blushed, patted the woman, and then showed a serious expression, "Sister Na, I still think this is the way to go..."
"Just follow the orders above and don't say anything." Sister Na took a deep look at Ding Yu and said calmly, "This test shows that Cheng Qianfan is very cautious."
She tapped her fingers lightly on the table, "It seems that we can only find an opportunity to make a move when you become Cheng Qianfan's bed partner."
Ding Yu lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.
“Normally, use this lipstick sparingly.” Hu Na hesitated for a moment, glanced at Ding Yu, and finally whispered.
"I know." Ding Yu felt warm in her heart and nodded.
…
Cheng Qianfan came out of the bathroom and was greeted by Hou Pingliang.
“Brother Fan.”
“When did Ding Yu come to Xian Ledu?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
"About two months ago." Hou Pingliang thought for a while and said, "It is said that Xian Ledu paid the Cabaret restaurant to let him go."
As he spoke, he showed a vigilant expression, "Brother Fan, is there something wrong with this woman?"
“Do we have any of our people in Xianle?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
“Yes, Lulu.” Hou Pingliang said.
“Let her keep an eye on Ding Yu secretly.” Cheng Qianfan said.
"yes!"
“Also.” Cheng Qianfan rubbed his temples, “Find a way to get Ding Yu’s lipstick.”
“Lipstick?”
“It’s the one Ding Yu is using now.”
"Understood."
At this time, a man in a suit and leather shoes and sunglasses entered Xian Ledu under the guard of two men. The man stood still, looked around the ballroom, and then walked straight towards the booth box on the right.
“Our guests are here.” Cheng Qianfan played with the gold lighter in his hand and chuckled, “Little monkey, come with me and alert the other brothers.”
"Yes." Hou Ping nodded and made a gesture at the same time. Following his movement, several bodyguards scattered among the dancers began to move. The two of them went to the door, one of them went to get a glass of wine, and scattered in the ballroom. Walk around and look around cautiously.
…
"Boss." Zhang Lu, a tall man, approached Li Cuiqun and said in a low voice, "I saw Cheng Qianfan. He has arrived early."
Li Cuiqun hummed.
"Cheng Qianfan brought someone over. The one beside him just now was Hou Pingliang from the patrol room, nicknamed Monkey." Zhang Lu continued, "There should be three more people. Two of them went to the door to smoke now, and one was wandering diagonally opposite. "
“Keep an eye on it.” Li Cuiqun said slowly.
"yes."
Li Cuiqun leaned against the backrest of the soft sofa, feeling a little relieved.
After arriving in Shanghai, he could be said to have started from scratch, with only one confidant and bodyguard Zhang Lu. At that time, Zhang Lu did not even have a gun on him.
The situation now is indeed much better than when he first came to Shanghai. However, as the Caotai team was slowly built, his insecurity became stronger.
Maybe I didn’t attract the attention of Chongqing before, but maybe I won’t in the future.
Before leaving today, Qingshui Dongsan called No. 67 Daxi Road again to inform him that the person he wanted to meet today was Cheng Qianfan, deputy chief inspector of the Central Patrol Room of the French Concession.
Subsequently, someone knocked on the door of No. 67 Daxi Road and sent information about Cheng Qianfan.
Li Cuiqun was both surprised and not surprised.
Surprisingly, this person turned out to be Mr. Cheng Qianfan, a well-known young man in the French Concession.
Not surprisingly, he had long heard that this little Cheng was always close to Japan. Considering Cheng Qianfan's power in the French Concession, it would be a great help to make friends with this person. Qingshui Dongsan introduced this person to him. , which is also reasonable.
Li Cuiqun was thinking about the information about Cheng Qianfan.
His father Cheng Wenzao and his mother Su Zhifu were martyrs of the party and state.
His grandfather was an old member of the Tongmenghui, and even Chang Kaishen would respectfully address him as Mr. Gu Zhi.
hehe.
Such a person with such an orthodox background actually hangs out with the Japanese.
Li Cuiqun snorted coldly in his heart, a smile appeared on his lips, and he seemed to feel much more comfortable.
Hum, bang, bang.
There was a knock on the leather-covered wooden door of the booth box.
Zhang Lu walked over and opened the door.
“Is Brother Liu here?” Cheng Qianfan, who was in a neat suit, smiled slightly, “Mr. Cheng is here as requested.”
His heart was filled with boredom. He didn't know whether it was the Japanese's bad taste or Li Cuiqun's decision to use the pseudonym "Old Brother Liu".
This pseudonym was used by Li Cuiqun when he was in the Red Party.
“Mr. Cheng, please, the boss has been waiting for you for a long time.” Zhang Lu turned slightly and said.
“Monkey, you and this brother are outside, don’t disturb me and Brother Liu when we talk about things.” Cheng Qianfan turned to Hou Pingliang and said.
“Yes!” Hou Pingming nodded, took a step forward, and was about to close the door.
Zhang Lu's face darkened and he was about to squeeze into the room.
“Zhang Lu.” Li Cuiqun spoke and nodded towards his subordinates.
Zhang Lu then snorted coldly and exited the door.
Hou Pingliang gave this person a cold look and closed the box door from the outside.
…
Cheng Qianfan took a deep look at the man sitting on the sofa.
Wearing a suit and tie, with a slicked back hair, his forehead looks a bit broad and his ears are not too small.
He had heard about the traitor Li Cuiqun for a long time, but today was the first time he saw him.
Li Cuiqun was also observing Cheng Qianfan. He deliberately did not stand up to greet him, but Cheng Qianfan showed no signs of being annoyed at being young and successful. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the situation in the box seriously.
Of course, that also includes looking at him.
"Mr. Li's name is like thunder to my ears." Cheng Qianfan sat directly on the sofa opposite Li Cuiqun, smiling, "As the saying goes, it is better to meet than to be famous. Mr. is indeed a elegant and elegant gentleman."
“Mr. Cheng, have you heard of me?” Li Cuiqun said with a surprised expression.
“Mr. Li, no, to be precise, it’s Senior Li.” Cheng Qianfan said with a smile on his face, “When I was studying at Tongwen College, I often heard about such a very knowledgeable and outstanding senior.”
Hearing what Cheng Qianfan said, Li Cuiqun finally showed a smile on his face and took the initiative to get up from the sofa, "It turns out he is a junior from Tongwen College. Li didn't know about it before and didn't greet him personally. Junior, don't be surprised."
Cheng Qianfan smiled heartily and shook hands with Li Cuiqun, "No, no, no, it's my fault. I didn't know that the senior had come to Shanghai before. Otherwise, I should have taken care of him long ago."
The two held hands, looked at each other, and laughed.
…
“Sister Na, your coat.” A waiter trotted over and handed Hu Na a coat.
“Sure.” Hu Na took the coat, winked at the young man, turned and walked towards the waiting car parked on the roadside.
Watching the graceful woman get into the car, the car started and drove away.
The waiter’s face turned red and he was silly.
"How is it?" In the car, a man put his arm around Huna's waist, gently rubbed it, and took a deep breath, "I just like the smell of this perfume on your body."
"Failed." Hu Na shook her head, "Cheng Qianfan was very cautious and did not touch the cigarette that Ding Yu's mouth touched."
“A coward who is afraid of death.” The man snorted coldly.
“Currently, Ding Yu can only take action after Ding Yu climbs into Cheng Qianfan’s bed and Cheng Qianfan relaxes his guard,” Hu Na said.
“It’s easy for this guy.” The corner of the man’s mouth twitched. Ding Yu’s delicate and beautiful face and body appeared in his mind, and he was a little irritated.
“Brother De.” Hu Na sighed suddenly, “If Cheng Qianfan found out that Ding Yu led him to smoke dirt, would he be furious...”
"No." Su Chende shook his head, "As long as Ding Yu acts smart, even if he is discovered, it can be said that he is just looking for fun. Although Cheng Qianfan is ruthless, he rarely destroys women with ruthless hands."
Hu Na turned her head and glanced at the man beside her, sighing in her heart.
Su Chende's words were meant to deceive her, who was ignorant a few years ago. Cheng Qianfan rarely killed flowers with his hands, because no woman dared to harm him. If he learned that Ding Yu was secretly harming him, Cheng Qianfan's hands would be stained with blood. The pro-Japanese elements will not be merciful.
"This kind of tobacco is a newly developed variety in Yunnan, and it is not available in Shanghai. Once Cheng Qianfan gets addicted, he can be controlled by me." Su Chende rubbed Huna's chest with his right hand, and his face showed excitement. , "Cheng Qianfan is quite powerful in the French Concession. If we control this person, we in Shanghai District will have a big help."
With that said, he shook his right hand and asked Hu Na, "Xue Juzu hates Wu Shanyue deeply. Maybe we can try to get rid of Wu Shanyue through Cheng Qianfan."
"Let's wait until Ding Yu succeeds and controls Cheng Qianfan." Hu Na thought for a while and said.
She felt that Su Chende was too optimistic, and it gave her the impression that Su Chende's thoughts were too wonderful, as if everything would go smoothly according to his plan.
This feeling made Hu Na feel a little uneasy.
“With Ding Yu’s appearance, how could Cheng Qianfan, a hungry ghost with such a handsome appearance, not be fooled?” Su Chende said with confidence.
Xue Yingzhen appointed him as the head of the Zhongtong Shanghai Special District and had high hopes for him. He especially told him that after arriving in Shanghai, he must get rid of Wu Shanyue at all costs.
It is a pity that several assassination operations against Wu Shanyue by the Central Government in Shanghai failed, and instead they lost a lot of manpower.
Therefore, Su Chende found another way and thought of controlling Cheng Qianfan to achieve things.
In addition, just being able to control Cheng Qianfan, the deputy chief inspector of the Central District of the French Concession, is a great achievement.
Thinking that a beautiful subordinate like Ding Yu would be enjoyed by Cheng Qianfan, Su Chende became even more angry. He kissed Hu Na's neck and said, "I will reward you tonight."
…
“Really don’t want to go visit home?” He Guan looked at Fang Muheng and asked.
Previously, he escorted Fang Muheng to Shanghai for treatment. After Fang Muheng regained consciousness and was out of danger, he returned to the Qingdong guerrillas.
The return to Shanghai this time is to prepare to **** Fang Muheng, who has recovered from his injury, to leave Shanghai and return to the first team of the New Fourth Army in Maoshan, Zhenjiang.
"I won't go." Fang Muheng shook his head, "If my whereabouts are discovered, it will only bring trouble and danger to the family."
Fang Muheng lowered the blinds and looked at the house on the far side, longing for his parents and two sisters surging in his heart.
“After the Japanese are beaten away, if they are still alive, then they can return home and fulfill their filial piety.” Fang Muheng said in a deep voice.
A country, only a country has a family. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot have both. This is the greatest critical moment for the Chinese nation in the past five thousand years. From the moment he resolutely returned to the country from Citizen, he said to himself that his life no longer belongs to Home no longer belongs to you.
At this moment, the door of the house in the distance opened, and three people were seen coming out from a distance.
Watching the two people walking closer and closer along the alley, Fang Muheng's eyes widened:
She is the mother, and has a younger sister Xiaoye and a younger sister Ximei.
"It's getting cold today, so I'll buy you two some thick clothes soon." Mother Fang said to her two daughters. As she spoke, she gently tapped Yang Ximei's head, "You need to wear new clothes, but Don’t hide it anymore without wearing it.”
Fang Muheng's eyes were moist, and he looked greedily at his relatives who were walking under the window and very close at hand.
“Momma.” A silent call came out from the bottom of Fang Muheng’s heart.
Fang's mother seemed to be aware of it. She looked up at the sky and then at the two daughters beside her. She sighed deeply in her heart, "Mu Heng, my son, it's cold. How are you?"
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