Chapter 20: White Russia
"But, she's so good, why should she find someone to take care of her?" Fang Hong asked in confusion.
Natasha sighed, and then said, "Hey, it's all because of this damn war, the damn Japanese killed her father and new husband during the bombing, leaving her and a sister who is only ten years old. If there is no such drag, she can still remarry, but now she has no means of making a living, she found me here yesterday and wanted me to introduce her to the Easter Bar to work as a waitress, but what kind of place is that, I know too well, as long as I enter the door of the Resurrection Bar, sooner or later it will become what I am now, I really can't bear to let her take this step. I know that Mr. Fang, you are a good person, you are so good to your deceased fiancΓ©e, if Nadia follows you, she will definitely be happy. β
"But, but my parents had a hard time accepting that I would marry a Russian girl." Fang Hong gradually found an excuse and excused himself.
"Who said you were allowed to marry her? Her current identity and situation, she should be content to have a good man who is willing to take care of her, how can she still ask you to marry her? All you have to do is buy her a house and raise it, eh, in your China, this should be called an outer room, right? β
Hearing Natasha say this, Fang Hong was really a little moved, but he still couldn't accept this naked relationship between money and flesh, so he thought for a while, and then replied: "I always feel that this is too insulting for Miss Nadia, otherwise, now I am the only one in my clinic, I can't be busy at all, I can hire her to work in my clinic, and raise the salary a little higher, thinking that it should be enough for her and her sister to live, as for other things, then let's talk about it later." β
"Oh, Mr. Fang, you are so great and kind, I believe that Nadia will be crazy with joy when she hears the news, so I will go and tell her the good news." Natasha said excitedly.
In fact, as for the problem of the large number of Russians in Shanghai, Fang Hong gradually understood it in his previous life. Since the outbreak of the "October Revolution" in the Soviet Union, a large number of Russian refugees (also known as "White Russia") have fled to Shanghai, China, they thought that there was a concession in Shanghai, so they could enjoy the same privileges as other foreigners, but they did not expect that the Soviet government canceled the nationality of all fugitives, so the only identity they have is the passport of the League of Nations, but this passport is recognized by only 51 countries in the world, but it does not include China, so they cannot enjoy the privileges of other foreigners in China.
At the same time, because they do not know English, they cannot work in foreign-funded enterprises; I don't know Chinese, so I can't work in a high-end business house in China; Moreover, almost all of the people who were able to escape by boat were originally people with status and titles in Tsarist Russia, so they did not bother to engage in manual labor (of course, they were not good at it), so their living environment was very poor.
In desperation, many Russian refugees relied on their wives or daughters as dancers to support their families. In 1935, the League of Nations found that 22 percent of Russian women between the ages of 16 and 45 were employed in pornography in Shanghai. Others, both men and women, engage in criminal activities. In 1929, it was estimated that as many as 85 percent of the foreign criminals in Shanghai were Russians. Of course, there are also good people here, such as Molochkovsky, who led the White Russian warriors to fight against Japan during the Battle of Songhu.
But there was still one thing that Fang Hong gradually didn't understand, so when Nadia came to work the next day, he asked her curiously: "Since you Russians have so many people in Shanghai, why don't you set up an organization to coordinate and protect everyone's lives?" Just like the Jews who were also exiled to Shanghai, they all lived very well. Especially like Mr. Hartung and Mr. Sassoon, they are all rich and rival countries. (There were about 30,000 White Russian refugees in Shanghai at that time.) οΌ
"Hey, this is because we Russians are not united, there are twenty or thirty small groups in Shanghai alone, such as the Royal Russian Club, the Ural United Douren Association, the Cross Federation, the Tsarist People's Union, etc., etc., like the Fuxing restaurant I almost went to is the stronghold of the royalists, these groups are competing with each other, how can they be united." Nadia explained gloomily.
"Oh, I see." Fang Hong gradually said in his heart, it seems that infighting is not only good at the countrymen.
Just when the two were chatting, suddenly the doorbell rang, and then walked into a middle-aged man who was not tall and in a suit and leather shoes, I don't know why Fang Hong gradually felt a little uncomfortable at the first sight of him, and then the man's first sentence verified his guess, only to see the middle-aged man bow slightly and said: "You are Doctor Fang, my surname is Mitsui, please take care of me when we meet at the beginning!" β
As soon as he heard that it was really Japanese, Fang Hongjian felt "puff" in his heart, because although Shanghai had almost been occupied by the Japanese army, the anti-Japanese attitude of the Shanghai people was still very resolute, for example, Mr. Mei Lanfang had a beard and was determined not to perform for the Japanese. As his heart, Fang Hongjian also did not want to serve the Japanese, but as a doctor, it was his duty to treat the sick, and in the spirit of humanitarianism, he should not refuse.
Just when Fang Hong's heart was conflicted, Mitsui opened his mouth and continued: "Doctor Fang, I heard that you have a unique medicine here, which has miraculous effects in the treatment of syphilis. Of course, please rest assured that the price will definitely satisfy you. β
As soon as he heard that he was buying a prescription instead of coming to him for treatment, Fang Hongjian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, because there was nothing to entangle and discuss, so Fang Hong gradually waved his hand and refused: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mitsui, I have no plans to sell prescriptions for the time being, so no matter how high the price is, I won't cut my love." I'm sorry to let you run empty. β
Although Mitsui was ready to be rejected before he came, the rejection of this first sentence still made him feel very uncomfortable in terms of face, so he continued to persuade in a cold tone: "Mr. Fang, I advise you to take a good time, the current Shanghai, but we are in the world of the Japanese, and there are only advantages and no disadvantages in cooperating with us." β
PS: Well, I made a small mistake, Mr. Mei's beard Mingzhi turned out to be a feat he did in Hong Kong in 1941, but since it is used here, it will be used.