Chapter 76: The Four Sons of the Republic of China Learn to Pick Up Girls
Chapter 76: The Four Sons of the Republic of China Learn to Pick Up Girls
Yang Shuai's mood has changed a lot recently, especially after experiencing some things, and finally understands the difference between reality and ideals. At the same time, it also made Yang Shuai more and more insidious, a villain inside and a gentleman outside, so that he could not only gain fame, but also not suffer losses. Only in this way can Yang Shuai better survive and develop.
Just like now, he saw another thing that deeply embodied this sentence, but this incident happened to someone else. Chen Qimei went to the manufacturing bureau, and when she came out, she actually took away a thousand spears and 100,000 yuan.
Yang Shuai smiled self-deprecatingly, he still wanted to save a little bit for the Manufacturing Bureau, so that he could use it to support Nanjing or other places. But if you think about the revolution yourself, but others are desperately developing yourself under the banner of the revolution, then you are not a fool.
In the past, Yang Shuai still wanted to be a saint, but now, hum. Thinking of this, Yang Shuai turned his head and asked Niu Yongjian: "Senator Niu, I am going to recruit soldiers, but there is no shortage of guns and ammunition, as well as funds, I hope Senator Niu can treat everyone equally." β
Niu Yongjian thought about it, too, Chen Qimei formed Yuan Jun, and so did Yang Shuai, and Yang Shuai's actions were more effective, no, the manufacturing bureau had already been laid.
With a stroke of the pen, another 500 guns and 30,000 yuan for military expenses. can make Lu Guoquan happy to run up and down. Notices were posted all over the streets, and the vigorous recruitment of the garrison began.
Yang Shuai didn't care about this, he was upset, and went to the street to take a turn. In the current Shanghai, Yuan Datou's power is either hidden or he has gone to Chongming, across the river from Zhabei, so Shanghai, basically, there should be no conflict for the time being.
Night Shanghai, ah big Shanghai - everywhere wafts this glitzy atmosphere of Shanghai Tang's night entertainment.
The life song and dance hall is a new song and dance theater next to the treasure building, and you can know who the road is when you hear the name. Jubaolou is under the name of Yang Shuai, Wang Shengsheng is now a famous hum master in Shanghai, of course, he will not have his own industry, and the song and dance hall in this life is one of them.
Yang Shuai and Yang Hua were not very conspicuous, but their handsome appearance still made some people pay attention to this young man in a suit.
One of them looked at it intently, ran out in a panic, and rushed into the treasure building next door: "Lord Wang, Lord Wang, that Young Master Yang Shuai is here, Young Master Yang Shuai is here." But it was the little minion who knew Yang Shuai and hurriedly came to report to Wang Shengsheng.
Wang Shengsheng was talking and laughing with a few people in the Jubao Building, and was suddenly shocked and hurried: "What, hurry, hurry, follow me to meet you?" β
"I'm not in the Treasure Building, I've already entered the dance hall."
Wang Shengsheng was shocked: "Ah, is it that the young master saw that I opened a song and dance hall by myself, and misunderstood me, I don't have the idea of self-reliance, oops, what can I do, if the young master misunderstands me, I-" Wang Shengsheng's financial foundation comes from Yang Shuai, the Axe Gang and Liu Wu Mahan's martial arts hall are inextricably linked, and there are also many cadres within the Axe Gang who are recruited by Yang Shuai.
A man in his forties, looking at that sideways face, knew that Lu Dao was not easy to mess with, this person's name was Huang Yuantao, he was actually the original Huang Jinrong's right-hand man, but now, he was a military advisor in Wang Shengsheng. Righteousness, yes, it is more important to become a king or a loser, Huang Jinrong is now a lost dog, and he can't command all the people to flee with him. Huang Yuantao knew that the current affairs were Junjie, and took the initiative to take refuge in Wang Shengsheng, an upstart in Shanghai, who broke away from the Green Gang.
Huang Yuantao: "Lord, don't be in a hurry, I don't think General Yang may be so careful, instead of guessing here, it's better to see it, it's a blessing or a curse, it's clear at a glance." The old student has another suggestion. β
Wang Shengsheng frowned: "Say." β
"If General Yang is really dissatisfied, the prince should quickly attribute all the song and dance halls to General Yang's industry."
Wang is a mortal, but mortals, they have a future, and they are always more or less unaccustomed to being inferior, although Wang Shengsheng will never have the intention of betraying Yang Shuai.
"What if the young master wasn't angry?"
Huang Yuantao: "Then the prince also took the initiative to tell the song and dance hall, and it will be clear at a glance what General Yang will be when the time comes." If General Yang competes with his subordinates, then General Yang is not worthy of the prince to treat him like this. If General Yang smiled and didn't want the prince's song and dance hall, such a general would be worthy of the prince's follow. β
Wang was stunned for a lifetime, what the hell are you tempting the young master?
Gritting his teeth, the heart of defense is indispensable, let's see if the young master still trusts me, if he doesn't trust, it seems that I really have a way back.
With a high-five, Wang Shengsheng went out with a bang. Huang Yuantao was behind, and he grinned: "The prince is more generous than Huang Ye, there is a give-and-take, and there is a dare to give up to get it, the prince, I will sell you this life." β
The times are different, Yang Shuai can't help but feel. The song hall here does not have the yin-chaotic atmosphere of later generations, and the dancers are not disgusted and flushed.
The current Shanghai song hall is warm and ambiguous, and it is a place where even celebrities of the times can come. The dancers on the stage are elegant and generous, giving people a sense of nobility that cannot be blasphemed from a distance. Countless young men and women will meet here, fall in love with each other, and even talk about it. Love is not a lie here.
Before Yang Shuai could sit down, Wang Shengsheng hurriedly rushed over: "Young master, you're here." β
Yang Shuai's mentality is different from Wang Shengsheng's now, without Wang Shengsheng's nervousness, he smiled: "Oh, life, come, sit, yes, your place is good, very good at business." "Jubaolou is a traditional tea and dinner place, completely different from the dance hall, although it is not so prosperous, but it will not be deserted, these are two completely different styles of place.
When Wang Shengsheng heard Yang Shuai's words, he was even more shocked, and hurried: "Young master, I have no intention of leaving, this song and dance hall is still yours, come here, take the account book of the song and dance hall and hand it to the young master." β
Yang Shuai was stunned for a moment, then understood, and raised his hand with a smile: "Okay, don't act for me." Can I ask you for something? This dance hall was built by you, that's yours, now your identity is different, and there are hundreds of people under you, you have to feed it, as long as you don't touch the big smoke, what's yours is yours, I don't care. β
Huang Yuantao's prophecy came true. Wang Shengsheng was stunned for a moment, and he was not hypocritical, and said movingly: "Young master, don't worry, although I have a song and dance hall, Jubaolou is still seriously operated, and in the future, the song and dance hall will be regarded as a three-percent industry in which Jubaolou has a stake." β
Yang Shuai waved his hand: "I'm here to play today, Shanghai has been more than a year, I haven't played, you know, don't bother me with this today, if you're busy, get out." β
Wang Shengsheng's brows relaxed, and the young master said get out, but he scolded with a smile, and the young master did not doubt himself.
Wang Shengsheng: "Young master, I will also accompany you." Come to people, serve red wine, the best one. β
The bar counter shouted: "Red wine, the best red wine, the prince has an order." β
Suddenly, the people who heard it in the dance hall looked over, Wang Shengsheng is a big man now, which one doesn't want to see.
This sound attracted the attention of the young man who thought he was a young man. I saw that this person had long sleeves and light black, and he was also wearing a suit, and compared to Yang Shuai, he had the temperament of a son.
Childe smiled: "The prince of Shanghai Beach is here, if I Zhang Hanqing don't go over to have a look, wouldn't I come to Shanghai in vain." After saying that, he raised his glass and stood up, and the two accompanying girls were dissatisfied.
Yang Shuai also noticed this son, because he was so handsome, and Yang Shuai was even a little jealous.
"Contemptible Zhang Hanqing, I have admired the name of the prince for a long time, and I want to get acquainted, I wonder if Zhang has this qualification?"
Qualifications, if you want to talk to Wang Shengsheng, of course you need qualifications.
Wang Shengsheng looked at it, but turned his head to look at Yang Shuai.
Gongzi was shocked, how could he not see the eyes of Wang Shengsheng. The dignified axe gang prince actually asked the young man who was not more than two or three years older than himself, who is this person, this person is so handsome.
Zhang Hanqing looks like he has just come of age, sixteen or seventeen, but he has a natural leadership temperament, and he also seems mature.
Yang Shuai scolded with a smile: "People are looking for you but not me, why do you want to see me?" β
Zhang Hanqing was even more surprised, and raised his glass politely: "Dare to ask who this son is?" β
Yang Shuai looked at it, smiled, opened his mouth and scolded: "Come on, you, look like a bad boy, you almost don't have a yellow hair, the whole Si Swenwen, who to show it, lose your mother, you really know how to pretend, my name is Yang Shuai, what about you?" β
Zhang Hanqing was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, and as soon as he shook his hand, he squatted next to Yang Shuai: "Oh, it can make me tired, my brother is so imposing, I knew that my fellow Daoist is also a fellow Taoist, so I won't do this article, by the way, my name is Zhang Hanqing, from the northeast." β
Wang Shengsheng was speechless, in the end am I a hooligan, or are you two hooligans, okay, it seems that the young master has a fate with this person, I better leave it alone.
Suddenly, Wang Shengsheng, who was originally the protagonist, was suddenly squeezed aside by the two, and could only smile bitterly with Yang Hua, and then eat some snacks.
"Han Qing, I didn't say you, you said that you are so timid, if you don't like the marriage in the family, don't want it."
"That's right, brother, what a bosom friend, otherwise how would I come to Shanghai, don't say, this time, I really met the goddess, oops, natural beauty, unfortunately, people didn't fancy me. Brother, you say I'm not ugly, why don't you look down on me. β
"Han Qing, you don't understand, the little girls now, what kind of poems do they like to write right or something, no, you have a whole poem, oh the sea, etc., I guarantee to kill her in confusion."
Zhang Hanqing was overjoyed, and was so excited that he got a little closer: "Oh, brother, you said that my poem is foreign or domestic, whether it is someone else's or I write it myself, but I can't write songs and poems, but I can memorize a few poems." β
"That's it, it's okay, I'll teach you a few songs, waiter, I want paper, and a pen." Yang Shuai shouted like this, but Zhang Hanqing was so excited that he burst into tears: "Brother, you are really my brother, otherwise let's change the post and worship the son." β
Yang Shuai waved his hand: "Don't fix that, your ancestors are bandits, do all these useless, as long as the feelings are true, the post can't be compared." β
"Oh, brother, how do you know the Dao, even the history of my family's fortune, God."
Yang Shuai was stunned, fuck, what a bandit. Suddenly, Zhang Hanqing? Yang Shuai pointed at Zhang Hanqing in horror: "You, you, you are the twenty-seventh divisionβ"
Zhang Hanqing hurriedly grabbed his fingers and looked around: "Brother, low-key, low-key." β
Yang Shuai was shocked, watching the waiter bring the paper and pen, and was tired of a mouthful of saliva.
I taught one of the four sons of the Republic of China to pick up a girl, and I also helped him write love poems?