While the police in San Francisco were busy investigating the docks and the workers' leaders were speaking at the rally, Chen Jianqiu reappeared in the Ningyang Hall.

As for what kind of changes this fire on the docks will bring to the labor movement in California, he does not care.

He's watching a play.

Cantonese opera (Cantonese opera).

Although Huang Tongshi of the Ningyang Hall finally declined Chen Jianqiu's request, the transaction was not benevolent.

From yesterday's meeting, he obtained two pieces of information: first, Chen Jianqiu is very rich; Second, although Chen Jianqiu is reluctant to reveal his origin, he can hear from the accent that he should not be far from Xinning.

It would be great if I could catch this boss.

And the next day, it happened to be the day when the hall set up a stage to sing the opera, so Huang Tongshi asked the little guy in the hall to invite Chen Jianqiu in the hotel to come to watch the play.

In the hall on the first floor of the hall, the lights are bright, the sound of the second string, the moon qin, suona, and drums and cymbals are ringing in unison, and the air is filled with the fragrance of incense and candles.

Chen Jianqiu sat alone at a table, knocking melon seeds, drinking tea, and watching the performance on stage intently.

At this time, what was staged on the stage was a book of "The Princes of the Eighteen Roads", which belonged to the "Eighteen Books of Jianghu" of Cantonese opera, and told the story of Lu Bu, a "lover of recognizing his father", which is familiar to everyone.

And now it's just a play of "Tiger Prison Pass", and the flags on the stage are flying and mingling, so it's not lively.

Chen Jianqiu was watching with relish, but someone patted him on the shoulder.

He turned his head and saw that it was Huang Qingyun.

The former TPJ general, now the leader of the "Chinese Workers' Mutual Aid Association", looked anxious and dignified.

"Sit." Chen Jianqiu pointed to the bench on the side and pushed the plate containing melon seeds in front of Huang Qingyun.

But the gray-haired Huang Qingyun didn't have the heart to eat melon seeds, he sat next to Chen Jianqiu, leaned over, and asked in a low voice: "There was a fire on the dock last night, does the young master know?" ”

"I don't know." Chen Jianqiu's eyes were still fixed on the stage.

"That fire burned down the dock union's office." Huang Qingyun observed Chen Jianqiu's expression.

"Good!"

At this time, the actors on the stage did several somersaults in a row, and played a spear after landing. Chen Jianqiu slapped his hands and applauded loudly with the audience.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Huang, what did you just say?" Only then did Chen Jianqiu turn his head and look at Huang Qingyun beside him.

"Does the fire on the dock have anything to do with the young master?" Huang Qingyun asked directly.

When he first arrived at the docks in the morning, there were already a number of white dock workers outside the courtyard of the Mutual Aid Society.

It's not that they find any clues, but once something goes wrong on the dock, the first thing they think of is the problem of Chinese workers.

This is a conditioned reflex.

Not to be outdone, Huang Qingyun led his men to confront the dock workers outside the courtyard for a while, until Pinkerton's badge was found at the scene of the crime.

The white dock workers, this is gradually dispersed.

But Huang Qingyun knows it.

Although the two chatted for less than an afternoon, he already had some preliminary understanding of his young master.

Chen Jianqiu, he can't rub sand in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he smashed Huang Mao's head, and he asked for the address of the dock union yesterday!

He was both happy and worried about this.

I am glad that my young master is bloody, and I am worried that he is impulsive, which makes the scene difficult to clean up all of a sudden.

So, he rushed back to Chinatown and began to look for Chen Jianqiu's traces everywhere.

When he learned that his young master was leisurely watching a play in the Ningyang Hall, he ran over non-stop.

Chen Jianqiu looked at Huang Qingyun in a daze, seeing that the latter had a hairy backbone.

Just when Huang Qingyun was about to hold back and was about to continue to ask, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "It must be okay, how can I have that ability." ”

Huang Qingyun exhaled at this time.

"Young master, if you can trust your subordinates, if you have anything in San Francisco, please tell me."

"Hmm." Chen Jianqiu nodded.

He didn't mean to hide it from Huang Qingyun, and he had to count on this person for the follow-up to go to Roswell.

It's just that he didn't want to know about the union.

Chen Jianqiu grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the melon seed plate in front of Huang Qingyun and put them in his hand: "Watch a little play, it's very good." ”

Just when the two were silent and ready to watch the play.

"Wow, wow, wow."

On the stairs leading to the second floor, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

If you wear cloth shoes, the movement will never be so big, and the people who come down are wearing leather shoes.

Chen Jianqiu raised his eyes and looked.

Opposite, on the stairs, Huang Tongshi, leading a young man in a shirt and a suit vest, walked down from the second floor.

Huang Tongshi saw Chen Jianqiu and Huang Qingyun who were watching the play at a glance, and a smile appeared on his cheeks:

"Boss Li, this is the Boss Chen I told you, he is also young and promising, listening to the accent, he should also be a person near our home."

Chen Jianqiu's gaze stopped on the young man's face.

He was of similar stature, with a sallow face, thin lips, and well-rounded but thin features.

His hair is brushed back and his forehead is shiny, but for some reason, the hair in front is a little thin, which makes his hairline look higher.

And the eyes of the young man surnamed Chen also fell on his face.

Suddenly, Chen Jianqiu felt a hint of murderous aura.

This murderous aura was very hidden, and the time it appeared was very brief, and it disappeared quickly, but it was still captured by the keen Chen Jianqiu.

After pausing for a second, the young man's expression instantly changed to surprise, and then to joy.

He walked down the stairs directly and briskly, running in the direction of Chen Jianqiu.

The people who were watching the play around also noticed the young man and cast their eyes on him.

Huang Qingyun and Chen Jianqiu stood up at the same time.

"Your senior brother is here!" Huang Qingyun excitedly pointed to the young man who was rushing over.

"Chang Luo! It's really you! He rushed in front of Chen Jianqiu and hugged Chen Jianqiu.

Because of the existence of the murderous aura just now, Chen Jianqiu was very vigilant, but when this young man approached, he didn't feel the threat from him at all.

This made him look a little wooden.

"What's wrong with you? Don't know me anymore? Li Shiri let go of Chen Jianqiu and stared at his eyes, "It's me, Shiri!" ”

Huang Qingyun next to him also said: "Yes, he is your senior brother, Li Shiri!" ”

Chen Jianqiu reacted, and a smile appeared on his face: "How did you become the way you are now?" ”

Li Shiri was stunned for a moment, but then pointed to his suit vest.

"Hey, there's no way, when I get to the United States, I can only follow the customs, and the clothes of foreigners, just put them on, I'm really not used to it."

Huang Qingyun on the side, only said that the two brothers had not changed for a long time, and Li Shiri's dress had changed too much, and Chen Jianqiu didn't recognize it at once.

"Senior brother, how are you doing?" Li Shiri and Chen Jianqiu sat down on either side of the table.

"Thanks to my brother, everything is fine." Chen Jianqiu replied with a casual smile.

However, just at this sentence, the smile on Li Shiye's face suddenly froze, and the hand pouring the tea also stopped.

"Bah~, the three slaves are gone!"

The black-faced Zhang Fei on the stage shouted, and the red-faced Guan Gong, as well as his eldest brother Liu Bei, chased after the defeated Lu Bu.

Lee's face returned to normal.

Chen Jianqiu only felt weird, how could this person in front of him keep up with the clockwork? Still have schizophrenia.

"Since the two brothers are reunited after a long absence, then we won't bother." Huang Tongshi on the side pulled Huang Qingyun and prepared to leave.

However, at this time, a small guy ran in from outside the door, and he leaned into Li Shiri's ear and said something.

Li Shiri stood up, arched his hands to Chen Jianqiu and Huang Qingyun and said:

"Senior brother, I'm in a bit of a hurry here, let's continue another day."

Chen Jianqiu patted the melon seed shell in his hand, stood up, and bowed back: "Senior brother, please." ”

Li Shiri hurriedly walked out.

As soon as his feet stepped out of the door of the Ningyang Guild Hall, his face changed:

"Chen Changluo, I'll see how long you can pretend."

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