But thinking about Yao Yujun's father's identity, Fang Buwei was relieved again.

Yao Yujun's father, Yao Tiannan, is the deputy head of the Operations Section of the Special Service Headquarters of the First Division of the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the National Military Commission, that is, the secret agency of the Party Affairs Department.

The secret service headquarters is not open to the public, and it has the most powerful secret service force of the Republic of China government at this stage. The supreme leader is concurrently the director of the Party Investigation Office.

At this time, the Survey and Statistics Bureau of the National Military Council had just been established. This military commander was not the military commander of later generations, but the predecessor of the later Central Command and the Military Commandery, and the famous military commander in the future. Boss Ma is now only the director of the Second Division of the Statistics Bureau, that is, the Special Service Department.

At this time, the Party Investigation Office, with the Party Affairs Office of the Survey and Statistics Bureau, and the secret agent headquarters of the No. 1 Special Service Organization of the National Government, was in full swing. And the Secret Service of the Renaissance Society has only just begun to develop, and it cannot be compared at all.

Yao Tiannan is the section chief above, and there is only the director above. If it was in the Ming Dynasty, he would at least be the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

It's not surprising to have a car.

Fang Buwei got into the car, Yao Yujun said to the driver, "Lido", and the driver started the car.

There was a driver and it was not very convenient to talk. Yao Yujun grabbed Fang Buwei's hand and rubbed it gently.

Fang Buwei knew that this woman was deliberate, but he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

What's the matter, my concentration in my previous life was not so bad, is it because I changed my body?

But soon, he was distracted by the driver's strange movements.

The driver is on the right and the car is on the left. And regardless of whether the road is congested or not, the car drives very slowly. Fang Buwei made a visual measurement, and the speed was only twenty or thirty kilometers per hour at most. What made him particularly curious was that every time he turned a corner, the driver had to put his hand out of the window and slam it twice.

After turning two corners, Fang Buwei reacted, and the driver was signaling to the vehicles and pedestrians behind him that he was going to turn.

Why haven't I seen such a scene in the Anti-Japanese War drama? Fang Buwei was shocked. He found out that the car at this time did not have a turn signal.

Yao Yujun would tease him from time to time, but Fang Buwei's mind was full of curiosity, where could he take care of this.

When the car stopped, Fang Buwei realized that Yao Yujun had brought him to a nightclub.

The door is hung with neon signs that glow with colorful lights. There were two young men with clear eyebrows standing at the door, neatly dressed. When I saw a guest entering the door, I immediately bent down to say hello.

When I entered the nightclub, someone immediately came up to greet me. The two men followed the waiter in a vest into the nightclub.

After entering the door, Fang Buwei turned his head to look around, and there was a stage in front of him, and a woman wearing a high-slit cheongsam was singing.

Below is a huge dance floor, where couples dance to the song. Looking at the young girl shuttling back and forth, Fang Buwei's face was full of surprise.

No gauze skirts, no stockings. But the high-slit cheongsam at the base of the thighs can be seen faintly, which makes Fang Bujue more exciting than a one-step hip skirt and black stockings.

Compared with the previous life, it's not bad at all! Fang was not secretly amazed.

Seeing that Fang Buwei's eyes were about to pop out when he saw the dancing girl, Yao Yujun was overjoyed. But there was a look of resentment on his face, and he said unhappily: "In your eyes, I can't even compare to these rouge vulgar fans?" ”

"Why, it's just curiosity!" Fang Buwei replied casually.

Yao Yujun is indeed beautiful, and after deliberately dressing up, it is even more bright and moving. But today's dress is a bit conservative, far less exciting than those girls.

No comparison, no length!

"Let's go over there!" Yao Yujun pointed to a location. Fang Buwei looked at it, there were two single sofas and a small coffee table, a bit like a private seat.