Located on the Bund of Nanjing Road, the Licha Hotel, the Peacock Restaurant on the top floor, is the most luxurious western restaurant in Shanghai, spacious and luxurious hall, can accommodate 500 people to dine or dance, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the symphony orchestra plays in the restaurant, well-dressed guests eat here, at this time, you can see most of the city's foreign leaders.

Although it is only noon, the table of the Peacock Restaurant is already crowded with guests, sitting as the first-class Western restaurant in Shanghai, whether it is noon or night, there is never a shortage of guests, there is no shortage of those "decent foreigners" who have a lot of money or call for rain in the concession, as for the rich gentry of China, they often do not come here, for those conservative masters, they are not used to the foreigners' "blood thirst", of course, there are also some Chinese will come here, but most of them buy compradors wearing dresses and braids.

The sound of Youyang's music echoed in the Peacock Hall, and occasionally there was a slight laughter, and among the well-dressed foreigners were foreigners in military uniforms, most of whom passed through the area when they were redrawing from the north, and beside them often sat a few well-known courtesans in the concession, most of whom were foreigners, and occasionally some Chinese.

The Indian waiter, walking down the aisle between the tables, walked to a table where only one person sat with a wine bottle, holding the bottom of the bottle with his left hand and the bottleneck with his right hand.

"Sir! Your wine! ”

glanced at the foreign text on the bottle, although he didn't know the French on the bottle, Chen Anran still nodded and motioned to the waiter to pour it for himself.

The blood-red wine was poured into the glass, holding the wine glass, Chen Mo smiled from his heart, in the place of Shanghai Tang, the evaluation of a person's identity often depends on what kind of people he befriended, but here you can see most of the leading people in Shanghai, of course, foreigners.

Come here just to get a feel for it.

When fighting with the steak on the plate, he used the knife and fork a little stiffly, and sometimes the sound of the knife and fork touching the plate attracted the attention of the side table, making Chen Moran can't help but regret why he came to this kind of place to suffer.

"It's comfortable to eat meat in large chunks!"

Just as Chen Moran stretched out his hand and was about to call the waiter to come over to pay, the Versailles-style glass door of the Peacock Hall suddenly opened.

A pretty woman in a black fur coat appeared in front of the door, and as she walked down the hall, she gracefully took off her coat and handed it to the Indian waitress standing beside her, and then walked straight towards the hall.

When Catherine walked into the peacock hall, Sura's face changed slightly, especially when she saw that her husband, like other men, had been on her since Catherine walked into the hall, and the vinegar jar in her heart was overturned.

"Catherine!"

Despite this, when Catherine approached, she stood up and greeted her warmly.

"Sura! Mr. Kleme! ”

With a sweet smile on Catherine's face, she gracefully and quietly stretched out her slender hand to Mr. Kleme, who stood up.

When her husband kissed her hand, the greedy and obsessive eyes revealed made Sula's jealousy even stronger, and in the whole of Shanghai, Catherine in front of her was the most jealous woman in front of her.

Catherine had an indescribable temperament, which was not found in ordinary women, a well-bred manner, as is often the case in words. On this, or on a certain part, there is also a kind of wealth with property.

All over Shanghai, everyone knows that Catherine inherited a fortune from her husband, and her fortune was enough to make her the richest woman in Shanghai, and she could do nothing, but the most hateful thing was that she actually took over the bank that her husband left for her, and since then, this most delicate and seductive flower in the Shanghai Concession has another title - the female banker, and she has taken away almost all the beauty of the women in Shanghai.

Once, Sulla even saw a journalist in a British magazine writing about Shanghai, and when he talked about wealthy women in the concession, he used the model Catherine, as if there were no other women in Shanghai except her.

It was Catherine's astonishing beauty that she was more jealous of: her glossy black hair, short, beautifully trimmed; Her provocative surname is as simple as angelic blue eyes, and her nose is small and thoughtful. The plump crimson mouth, all of which and Modigliani's neck, rested on a slender, virginally graceful body, and even this graceful body was covered with a layer of milky skin, and the dense fur and rough skin of the other women were not visible.

Looking at Catherine, who raised her fingers gracefully and smiled, Sula suddenly smiled.

"Catherine, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed today, your seat has been taken up by someone else, and you're an Oriental!"

In order to humiliate Catherine, she deliberately accentuated her tone when talking about Orientals.

"Oh!"

Catherine looked over to the table where she used to sit, and sure enough, there was an Oriental seat.

"Miss Catherine, allow me to ......"

Sensing the disappointment in Catherine's eyes, Kleme realized that his chance to perform had arrived, and although this was a public concession, as the chief inspector of the French Concession, he still had a certain authority here.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Kleme! I guess sometimes, people can't stay the same, can they? ”

Despite that, Catherine still glanced at the table, which had left her with so many fond memories.

“……”

When his hand was raised, Chen Moran saw a beautiful woman in the corner of his eyes, and that beauty slowly walked towards him.

I saw that her green silk hair was coiled high, with a bright silk hair cover pinned to it, and a lock of hair hung down playfully from her sideburns, shaking from time to time. Her long eyelashes set off her bright blue eyes, her nose resembled a marble carving, her fair cheeks showed a rare European red, and her slender neck was hung with a thin chain of white gold, and a shining pink gem was attached to the exposed white chest, which set off her skin even whiter.

A V-shaped evening dress with a large opening shows off a large section of the breasts, and the edge of the V-shaped dress can be seen at the edge of the towering ru's room. The plump ru room pushed the evening dress to the top as if it couldn't wrap the ru room. The tight-fitting evening dress clings to the woman's waist like flowing water, setting off the willow waist as if it is unbearable.

The plump hips prop up the dress at the right time, and the long hem of the dress can only reveal the slender feet. Beneath her feet are a pair of red thin striped high-rooted shoes, which set off the elegance of the woman.

A white fox fur was draped over the shoulders of the European beauty. When she was illuminated by the bright corridor lights, Chen Moran almost thought that she was a goddess descending to earth, and her graceful posture was simply incomparable!

In an instant, he was stunned!!

"Hey! Miss Catherine, I'm so anxious to wait......"

When Chen Moran was stunned by the sudden beauty of this European beauty, a bald and slightly chubby man stood up fifty miles away from the adjacent table.

"Charlie!"

When the woman's voice sounded, the sound like a clear spring made Chen Moran's heart flutter, and Renmei's voice was even more beautiful.

With the white arm stretched forward, although there was a certain distance, when this woman stretched out her arm, Chen Moran still smelled a faint fragrance of a woman, and that kind of light perfume must belong to this woman.

Seeing the woman's delicate little hand like white jade, Chen Moran believed that if he held it in his hand, the first feeling would be delicate, and the second feeling might be soft and boneless.

Over the years, Chen Moran has seen a lot of beauties, but such an outstanding European beauty in front of him is the first!

Perfect!

Don't go!

In an instant, Chen Moran made a decision, that is, the needleboard, and he also wanted to sit down here.