"By the way, you change into men's clothes and go out." Old lady Tang commanded.

Tang Jun immediately took two boxes, one large and one small, and handed them over, "The old lady specially prepared it for you, saying that it is convenient to go out." ”

Shu Yin opened the box and saw that it was the most fashionable men's suit and a cool top hat.

"Thank you, godfather." Shu Yin liked it very much and thanked her happily.

"Don't get me in trouble." Old lady Tang had a straight face, but there was a doting smile in her eyes.

Shu Yin held the box with a serious face, "Yes." ”

An old man and a young man glanced at each other and smiled.

Tang Jun called Mrs. Tang's special car and took Shu Yin to the door of a song and dance hall.

Shu Yin looked up and saw that it was the most famous song and dance hall in Nandu, Huole Gate.

The greeter at the door knew Tang Jun, and hurriedly greeted him warmly, "Brother Tang, rare guest, why are you here?" Who is this child? ”

"This is Young Master Yin, the nephew of the old man. Wait well, or be careful. "Tang Jun will not be a little shy, he is completely an old fritter who often mixes with the rivers and lakes.

"Hey, don't worry. Young Master Yin, please, the little one will find a good position for you. ”

Shu Yin was attracted by a poster at the door, and the poster was actually the woman in the white cheongsam that Old Man Tang showed her.

The poster shows her also wearing a white cheongsam, just a cheongsam with a very delicate silver thread corrugated fabric, reflecting a dreamlike light under the light.

And her face is painted with not thick but very delicate makeup, especially a pair of eyes with a touch of sadness, which can instantly capture people's hearts.

Even if Shu Yin is a woman, she is deeply attracted.

"Who is she?"

"She's our pillar, and her stage name is Jasmine."

"Jasmine?" Shu Yin whispered this name, a good stage name of Jiangnan style, which matches the temperament of the whole person.

"Jasmine is the most popular singer in Nandu." Seeing that the young master was interested in Jasmine, the welcome brother introduced him vigorously, "If Young Master Yin likes it, you can invite her to drink." But it depends on Jasmine's mood, she is not a guest who gives face. ”

If you invite the pillar to drink, you will naturally have to give money.

Shu Yin raised her eyebrows, and there is a pillar that does not give face to the guests, so it is based on strength.

"Can you order a white rose?"

The welcome brother looked at her in surprise, the white rose is a Western product, and it is expensive.

"Of course, of course, it's more expensive, does Young Master Yin want to give it to Miss Jasmine?" The welcome brother is happy, and usually buys things for the guests to give to the dancers or singers, and they will have a tip or make some money.

"Hmm. Order ninety-nine flowers, hold them with white yarn, and match them with white stars. Shu Yin said as she walked in.

On the stage, a slender singer was singing, and the singing voice of Yan Yuying grabbed her at once.

"She's Jasmine." Tang Jun whispered beside her.

Sure enough, good singing voice.

Shu Yin chose a place on the side of the stage to sit down, not only could she see Jasmine clearly, but Jasmine could also see her, and it was relatively quiet.

When Jasmine finished singing, someone sent a large bouquet of white roses, and the scene was in an uproar.

There are many wealthy people who openly pursue jasmine, but few will give white roses.

Roses are Western goods, many people do not understand that the meaning of white roses is purity, innocence, and innocence, and white flowers are the taboo flower colors in China, so naturally no one will send white roses.

Such a large bouquet of white roses is dazzling and novel.

The person who delivered the flowers gestured to Shu Yin's side.

Jasmine looked at it and was a strange young master.

She nodded and smiled politely with the flowers, and wanted to come over and say thank you, but she didn't expect Shu Yin to stand up and turn around.

Jasmine was a little surprised, "Which young master is he?" ”

"It's the nephew of the old lady of the Tang Sect, Young Master Yin."

"Tangmen?" Jasmine frowned slightly, she hadn't crossed paths with the old lady of the Tang Sect.

Shu Yin walked out the door, and a black sedan drove over and stopped beside her.

Yan Xiaoji?

Shu Yin frowned, bent down slightly, and saw that the front window was rolled down, and it was Yan Xiaojie who was driving it himself.

"Get in the car."