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The car was halfway through, and was suddenly stopped by another car, Zhen Gu was closing his eyes to recuperate, and as soon as the car stopped, he opened his eyes and took a look.

His previous driver went back to mourn and keep filial piety because of the death of his mother at home, this is a new change, a child in his early twenties, and when he saw Zhen Gu looking at him, he was shocked, and stumbled and said that he would go down and take a look.

Zhen Gu leaned his head back on the leather chair, half-squinting, he watched him trot over, said a few words, and watched him trot back.

Cheng Lu stood outside the door of Zhen Gu's car and said in a proper manner: "Sir, the other party said that it was your friend who saw your car, so he asked his driver to stop it." ”

"Friends?" Zhen Gu straightened up and glanced at the car parked diagonally in front of them.

Cheng Lu nodded, carefully observing Zhen Gu, "I listen to the accent, it looks like a Japanese." ”

Zhen Gu did study in Japan for two years in his early years, and later fell in love with a British girl who also studied in Japan, and when he returned to China, he followed him to the United Kingdom.

At that time, they were young, and not long after that, the two broke up because of conflicts. Later, he sent a telegram to his home, and the living Master Zhen asked him to come and be safe, and it was good to have a long experience in the UK, so he remitted him a sum of money, one for living expenses, and the other for tuition fees at a nearby school.

It is normal for him to know a few Japanese people, and it stands to reason that since the other party stopped him, then he should get out of the car first to meet him, but the person sat in the car and did not move, and Zhen Gu couldn't determine which one the other party was for a while.

He could indeed get out of the car first, but Cheng Lu said that he sounded like a Japanese, so he didn't want to get out of the car again.

During his two years in Japan, he was not a little angry, and now in Luzhou, he is unwilling to do that first gesture.

Seeing that he didn't move, the other party couldn't hold back, poked his head out of the window of the back seat of the car, and waved his hand at Zhen Gu.

Zhen Gu felt that looking at his face, he didn't remember that he had met such a person in Japan, "Go and ask what is going on." ”

It's not a problem to let the driver run twice, anyway, Zhen Gu doesn't plan to get out of the car. He has seen a lot of Japanese people in Japan, and there is no need to be unusual in Luzhou.

It seems to have become a game between them, a game in which whoever gets off the bus first loses first.

The two cars stopped in the middle of the road one after the other, blocking most of the already not wide road, and the pedestrians were cautious, for fear that they would rub into the car, after all, they couldn't afford to pay.

Cheng Lu ran back again, saying that the Japanese wanted to make friends with him, Zhen Gu took out the pocket watch hanging on the vest of the suit and glanced at it, "Tell him the phone number in the office, and say that I have something to do now." ”

Kitai Akira's Chinese is not very good, and he can only understand some very everyday things, such as "eating", "sleeping", "wine", etc., and Cheng Lu can't understand Japanese, so the two can only use the female translator brought by Kitai Akira to speak back and forth.

Cheng Lu told the phone number of the office, and told Zhen Gu what he had today, and after the female translator finished talking to Beijing Ming, his face froze, and he didn't seem to be very happy, but Cheng Lu couldn't understand what he said.

The words that the female translator said to Cheng Lu were quite polite, and the implication was that it didn't matter if it didn't work now, it didn't matter tonight, anyway, Mr. Kitai Ming knew Zhen Gu before the end of today.

Cheng Luren is not stupid, and when he combined the words of the female translator with the tone of Beijing Ming's expression, he knew that he definitely didn't say anything good, and the female translator polished it.

He returned to Zhen Gu and told him what he had heard and thought, and he couldn't see any changes in Zhen Gu's mood, he still looked faint and unfathomable.

In fact, without Cheng Lu saying it, Zhen Gu can also guess that this Mr. Beijing is not happy at the moment, the Japanese have always been self-righteous, feel that their nation is an excellent nation, and they are willing to make friends with others, and others should be grateful.

Therefore, he didn't cooperate with Beijing's expectations, presumably the other side should be unhappy.

But it doesn't matter, this is in Luzhou, not a world ruled by a mere Japanese. It's not like he hasn't touched these Oriental wretches here, so he has nothing to scruple about.

Zhen Gu moved his finger and motioned for Cheng Lu to get into the car, Cheng Lu obediently sat back in the driver's seat, and then looked back at him.

"Bump." Zhen Gu paused, and then reminded Cheng Lu, "Don't break our car, after all, you still have to send me to Wanchunli"

Cheng Lu thought to himself, this job is really exciting, and there is actually a day when he can hit the Oriental, so he started the car, thought about the strength of stepping on the accelerator, and as soon as he stepped hard, the car slowly drove forward, pushing the car that was diagonally inserted in front of them sideways.

The driver in the car, the female translator, and Akira Kitai were all stunned, and screamed in shock.

When Cheng Lu felt that their car could pass, he didn't go against Beijing Ming's car, but hung up the reverse gear, gave way to the back, and just when Beijing Ming and his party were still frightened and didn't come back to their senses, they drove away in front of them in style.

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"Wanchunli" is not really called Wanchunli, it is actually just two streets where many foreigners live. At the beginning, everyone lived honestly, but then I don't know who started the leather and meat business first, and gradually, those clean families moved away.

On these two streets, one after another, they all started a leather and meat business. From Oriental girls to Western girls, there are occasionally one or two Nanyang girls, and the spring colors of various countries are beautiful, and the locals call this place "Wanchunli".

Originally, Zhen Gu didn't want to go to Wanchunli today, he was not very happy when he was forced to marry by Bai Xiuzhen, when he came out of Liao's house, he just wanted to go to Shen Minglan's place, but suddenly ran out of an Oriental widow who blocked the way, so he changed his mind and wanted to come to Wanchunli.

The house near here is an old-fashioned yard in Luzhou, which is similar to the basic pattern of Shen Minglan's yard, but it has not been traced back to the history of the Ming Dynasty.

Cheng Lu came here for the first time, firstly because he was young, and secondly, he couldn't consume it himself, so he didn't come to dislike people.

According to Zhen Gu's instructions, he parked the car in front of a courtyard gate with a white lantern hanging at the door, and when he saw the white lantern, he thought that there was something mourning in this family.

"Sir, don't go, bad luck."

Zhen Gu was so patient, he got out of the car and stood at the door, "The Japanese are different from our customs, they are not dead, white is a symbol of holiness." ”

Cheng Lu laughed out loud, "That's it...... And holy? ”

Zhen Gu listened to his words, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "It is precisely because of 'holiness' that it will be used to be defiled, and it is unknown." ”

Cheng Lu recalled these words in his heart, and only then did he understand what Zhen Gu was talking about, he laughed twice, and followed Zhen Gu into the hospital.

Mikazi is in her early forties, and it is her mother Sang here, and when she saw Zhen Gu coming, she immediately jumped on the clogs and ran over.

She wore a men's dress with a robe and a horse coat, and the "Katsuyama bun" on her head and the clogs under her feet, not to mention how weird it was. But she didn't seem to know that she had a white face and smiled very enthusiastically.

"Ah, Zhen Sang, お久しぶりです,お元気で御出ででしょう?"

She remembered that Zhen Gu had lived in Japan for two years, so she greeted him in Japanese, but Zhen Gu had met a hated Japanese man who stood in the way and didn't want to speak Japanese.

"Where's Haruko?"

Haruko is Mikako's third "daughter", known for her shamisen, Zhen Gu saved the mind of taking Cheng Lu to see the world, and did not let him wait in the car, so when Haruko entered the house with the shamisen in her arms, Cheng Lu was embarrassed and restrained, and sat up straight.

Most Japanese women are docile, and due to the lack of population, women do not have a stubborn sense of self-preservation. They don't need to bind their feet, they don't have to live deep, they work all day, and their actions are not much different from men's, so they are plump and beautiful in their bodies, and they don't have the sickness of yellow flowers like weak willows in the wind.

Haruko's skin was as white as porcelain, smooth and bright, and he had never seen Cheng Lu on the market, so he quietly sat down at the table again, covering his embarrassment.

At this time, Zhen Guzhi seemed to be an outsider, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and coldly watched Cheng Lu's gaze lingering on Chunzi's snow-white neck.

Chunzi has only been in Luzhou for more than two years, and she can guess that she can't talk about it at all, so no matter what Zhen Gu and Cheng Lu say, she mostly nodded and smiled.

The appetizers were brought in one after another, and small dishes filled the low long table one by one, and Cheng Lu counted them silently in his heart, and there were more than thirty plates.

"How old are you?"

Cheng Lu just picked up something like an egg roll, and suddenly heard Consultant Zhen's words, and hurriedly put down his chopsticks, "It's twenty this year." ”

Zhen Gu nodded, "What do you think of the Japanese?" ”

Cheng Lu couldn't tell whether he was asking the one who blocked the road before, or Haruko who was playing the piano, so he hesitated and couldn't answer.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhen Gu asked again, "What do you think of the eldest lady?" ”

“……？” He is a driver, how can he be qualified to be a critic master?

Cheng Lu learned to drive from his uncle, who also drove in a large family, and introduced him to work for Zhen Gu.

Seeing that he didn't dare to answer, Zhen Gu felt bored and beckoned to Haruko, who stopped what she was doing, put the shamisen on the tatami, walked to Zhen Gu in small steps, and knelt down next to him.

Cheng Lu listened to Zhen Gu talk a few words of Japanese to her, and the girl named Chunzi slapped Zhen Gu gently with her hand in disgust, and then looked at Cheng Lu with charming eyes, he didn't know what they were talking about.

He didn't even go to school, except for his own name, he couldn't write a few kanji, and he couldn't understand Japanese.

So he watched Haruko kneel up to him, and first poured him a glass of wine, which he thought was for him, but it turned out to be ...... It fell on top of him with a thud.

He rubbed it with his hand in a panic, and accidentally touched Haruko's hand, and the whole person was like a red and mature shrimp, and he froze and didn't move.

Chunzi glanced at Zhen Gu with a smile, stood up after getting approval, and pulled Cheng Lu to stand up again, and walked towards a sliding door in the house, Cheng Lu was "rushed" close to the house by her pushing, and Chunzi turned around and closed the door again.

During this period, Zhen Gu poured himself a drink, but he was also quite complacent. He listened to Cheng Lu's exclamation from the next door, and then he shouted "Don't, don't" in panic, and his voice trembled.

Of course, he didn't come to lead Cheng Luchang to see, he believed in the real and the handle he could grasp more than the human heart. A newcomer who follows him all day long must give him a place to feel at ease.