CHAPTER 40
Qian Xiaolian was looking at herself in the mirror happily and worriedly. In the mirror of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info she wears a bright red tight-fitting cheongsam, incomparably fine gold lace and embroidery, and complex buckles and inlays, which make her more and more bee waist * hip * hips, and has a variety of styles. She really likes this dress, and after wearing it, the whole person is beautiful and radiant. It's just that everyone knows that this dress was given to Bai Lulu by Zhang Xiaolin, and it is said that several tailors rushed to work day and night before the ball, and yesterday they asked their subordinates to send it over, and they almost didn't beat the gongs and drums. At that time, she and several sisters surrounded and admired for a long time, and they were all envious. Isn't it a bit unreasonable to wear it on yourself like this now......
She looked at Bai Lulu on the side with questioning eyes.
Bai Lulu took a slender cigarette between her fingers, took a puff of smoke, and said lightly: "What are you afraid of?" I made you wear it! Look at your idea, didn't you say that you were going to be the queen of the dance tonight? Just the torn skirt you prepared? ”
Qian Xiaolian swallowed her saliva and didn't dare to refute. The dress she was going to wear was also bought at a great price, but compared to the cheongsam on her body, it was shabby and tight.
"I'm wearing good clothes, Sister Lulu, what are you going to do?" After all, she was reluctant to take it off, this was a great opportunity to show off, but it was not easy to accept it directly.
Bai Lulu didn't answer, just snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray and turned it behind the screen. After a while, he changed into an ankle-length black velvet cheongsam and came out.
Qian Xiaolian saw that the cheongsam was covered with exquisite dark prints, cut and fitted, with side slits high to the hips. As soon as I moved, snow-white thighs loomed. Although it looks like it's worth a lot of money, it's obviously a lot more low-key compared to the one on his body.
Bai Lulu didn't care, she hung her thick black hair high behind her head and pinned it with a strangely shaped long hairpin. Then, I carefully selected a Zhu Dan lipstick, put it in front of the mirror, and carefully applied it. When he turned around, his face with no makeup and red lips was so bright and beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off.
Qian Xiaolian was secretly convinced, with a similar height and hairstyle, he also took advantage of the exquisite clothes, but Bai Lulu's dress was simple and simple, but she was graceful and tactful, and her aura was not lost at all.
She hurriedly put on makeup in the mirror and said, "Sister Lulu, can we go now?" ”
Bai Lulu raised her eyebrows: "Tell you a good one, if you want to be the top brand, you must have the bearing of the top card." We must not arrive too early. To show your identity, you must be late. She smiled mysteriously: "What's the hurry, it's still early, it's not time!" ”
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In the New World Dance Arena, with the high-pitched music of the newly popular Western musical instrument saxophone, some impatient dancers waved their dance tickets and walked towards the dancers they had set their sights for. They slipped the tickets into the hands of the dancers, then took their little hands and slid towards the dance floor together. The crowd dispersed, and on the dance floor, in just a few minutes, pairs of pairs danced to the music.
There is also a dancing girl that many people fancy it. At this time, there are more dance tickets in anyone's hand. Of course, the wealthy can lead the dancer off the stage with confidence, and the thin dance ticket in his hand can only win the dancer's apologetic smile.
Laughter and laughter sounded everywhere, and the dancers danced profusely and panted. They counted the thick dance tickets in their hands, and at the same time glanced at others, and some dancers found familiar guests and asked for more dance tickets.
The dancers who came to participate in each had their own style, including the White Russian beauties and Oriental dolls, dressed in unique national costumes, mixed in the dance field of beautiful women, quite exotic. As the so-called China and the ocean are taken together, the water and land are mixed, each likes its own good, and has everything.
It's really a blazing fire cooking oil, flowers are brocade!
Zhang Xiaolin was a little impatient. He took out the gold watch in his arms, looked at the time, and motioned for his men to look again.
The subordinate replied that Miss Bai had not yet arrived.
Zhang Xiaolin was a little anxious in his heart: "What are you doing, have you called?" ”
"Hit. It was said that Miss Bai had already gone out. ”
Zhang Xiaolin nodded: "This chick has a lot of ghost ideas, who knows what tricks she is playing." ”
He watched the bustle with satisfaction, imagining that a large amount of money was flying towards him, and that this was a great opportunity to gain fame and profit, and to promote the new world and his own name, and to reap a lot of money from it. As for whether anyone believes whether he will donate all the money he has received to the disaster victims, and whether he can take off the hat of being a traitor for cooperating with the Japanese, it is not within his scope of consideration. Hmph, people can think whatever they like, say whatever they like, and there will be no less piece of meat, and holding money in their hands is the most real.
The only fly in the ointment was that Li Shiqun did not accept his invitation to the ball. This was something he hadn't expected before. This kind of opportunity to have fun is generally not missed by Li Shiqun, the stars hold the moon, the beauty is in his arms, and at the end, he will also present a carefully prepared gift. In order to show his sincerity, Zhang Xiaolin personally went to the door to invite him, and asked Li Shiqun to come and guide him. As a result, Li Shiqun's face was only faint at that time, and his eyelids were not raised, so he sent him away after a few simple words. Li Shiqun didn't show up today, but just sent Wu Shibao, the captain of his guard corps, over. Although everyone knows that Wu Shibao is Li Shiqun's confidant, after all, the position is poor, which makes Zhang Xiaolin inevitably have a pimple in his heart.
Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help but think that he probably didn't hide his meeting with Commander Fukada, a Japanese naval dispatch officer, and had already let Li Shiqun know about it. But when it came to this incident, he was also aggrieved, and the Japanese refused to let him say it, and ordered him not to make it public for the time being, for fear of affecting public sentiment and hindering the plan to purchase military supplies. He got on the line with the Japanese through Li Shiqun's relationship, which is good, but it seems that he unloaded the grind and killed the donkey, and he was not so righteous. It's just that after all, in China's current situation, it is most necessary to hug the thighs of the Japanese. Zhang Xiaolin patted his purse and thought to himself, I'm afraid that this matter will have to be settled by money in the end. Although the Japanese are ruthless, Li Shiqun is poisonous enough, but fortunately, he has real money in his hands, and he sends it out generously, and he is not afraid that Li Shiqun will not go down this step in the end.
Wu Shibao, who is tall, still has a big grin: "Xiaolin, before I come, Director Li can explain, let me remember today's scene well, see who is here, and go back to tell him." Come, what are the heads and faces in here, tell me quickly. ”