"You just laughed, didn't you?"

"Me"

Although she didn't want to admit it, Bai Xiuzhu still nodded and snorted softly: "People didn't mess with you, and you still knocked on people's heads for no reason, it's really too much." ”

"Didn't he mess with you", Zheng Jirong sat next to her, put his hand on the back edge of the sofa, looked at Bai Xiuzhu and asked, "Are you in a better mood this time?" ”

"Well, it's okay", Bai Xiuzhu deliberately tilted her head to the side, and after avoiding Zheng Jirong's eyes, her eyes flashed and said: "If you play tricks on people like this, aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you?" ”

"What is there to be afraid of", Zheng Jirong spread his hands and smiled: "A newspaper can scare him like that, it can be seen that this guy is also a wine bag and rice bag." ”

"Hey!"

At this time, Fan Debiao, who had been teased for a long time, finally reacted, this guy walked up to Zheng Jirong and the others angrily, pointed at him and scolded: "You little red guy knock me on the head, forget it, and after knocking, you dare to scold me for being a wine bag and rice bag?" ”

Seeing that this bald head actually came to the door, Zheng Jirong crossed Erlang's legs and smiled at him: "Brother, just kidding, there's no need to be so serious." ”

"Grass!"

When Fan Debiao heard the joke, he was immediately annoyed and said: "You let me knock my head four times and try it!" Damn, where did you bastard come from, why have I never seen you in Shanghai? ”

"You say me?"

Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders, although he was replying to Fan Debiao, but his head kept facing Bai Xiuzhu's side, "Zheng Jirong, whose ancestral home is Jiangsu, has just returned from studying in the West, what about you?" ”

"Damn, it turned out to be a fake foreign devil! Let me tell you, Lao Tzu is the first-class inspector of the French Concession, and the police director of the patrol room is my brother-in-law! ”

Fan Debiao glared at Zheng Jirong viciously and threatened: "You kid wait for me, wait for the end of the drinking party to see how I clean you up!" ”

"Have you said enough?"

At this time, Bai Xiuzhu, who had been listening to Zheng Jirong's self-introduction with her ears pricked up, couldn't help but stand up, she pointed at Fan Debiao, and said with her eyebrows upside down: "I asked him to knock your head, if you want to take revenge, look for me!" ”

"Huh?"

Fan Debiao was instantly speechless when he heard this, he knew very well what the identity of this little aunt and grandmother was speaking, although he could be cheeky to invite others to dance, but this did not mean that he dared to offend others.

Beiyang Chief's own sister, even his brother-in-law can't afford to offend.

He immediately smiled flatteringly: "Miss Bai, where is this, it's too late for me to be happy if you want to knock me on the head, how can I take revenge on you, as for this."

Fan Debiao followed and looked at Zheng Jirong again, he still had an angry look on his face at this time, his mouth was bigger than the toilet bowl at this time, "Mr. Zheng, hahaha, you and Miss Bai are really golden boys and girls, I feel sorry for you."

"Shut up!"

Bai Xiuzhu suddenly said in shame: "Where to stay cool, don't bother me here!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go now! Let's go! ”

Looking at Fan Debiao's back as if he had been amnestied, Zheng Jirong smiled, looked at Bai Xiuzhu and said casually: "Was Miss Bai standing up for me just now?" ”

"yes."

Bai Xiuzhu simply admitted: "You just rescued me from the Axe Gang two days ago, and today you made me happy, isn't it normal for me to stand up for you?" ”

"Makes sense."

Zheng Jirong nodded approvingly, and then asked, "Speaking of the matter of the Axe Gang before, has Miss Bai solved it?" ”

"I don't know"

Bai Xiuzhu shook her head and said, "I called an uncle of my family in the Songhu Garrison Headquarters, and he told me not to worry and said that he would solve it." ”

“.”

Zheng Jirong didn't know what to say when he heard this, he was just a gang, and you went directly to the military department

"Why don't you speak?"

"No, it's just that I'm a little curious, why is there still someone in your family who can be an official in the National Mansion when your brother is the chief of Beiyang?"

"This is normal", Bai Xiuzhu said disapprovingly: "It's just a bet on both ends, the National Government said a few years ago that it would fight a Northern Expedition in the Central Plains, but unfortunately it hasn't been completed in the past few years, who knows who will be in charge of our country in the future." ”

"Got it"

After Bai Xiuzhu finished explaining, she then asked: "You just said that you are studying in the West, which country do you stay in?" I just returned from studying in Germany last year. ”

"England, the United States, France and several countries have all gone around."

Speaking of this, Zheng Jirong deliberately said in a low voice: "It is said to be studying abroad, but it is actually similar to wandering." ”

"Wandering? You."

Bai Xiuzhu looked at him in surprise, "But I don't think you have the temperament to talk like a homeless person abroad." ”

"That's a long story."

Zheng Jirong sighed lightly, approached Bai Xiuzhu's side, and said eloquently: "During the Gengzi period, my ancestors died in the war, and my father fled to Nanyang with my mother to join my relatives, when I was only two years old. ”

Zheng Jirong began to describe his fabricated life experience, "The Chinese are industrious and simple, and the natives are lazy and stupid, so the economy of Nanyang is in the hands of the Chinese, and my uncle is a famous rich merchant in Nanyang, not only has hundreds of acres of fertile land estates, but also mines and businesses. ”

"So when I was a child, I enjoyed the blessings of the young master until I was ten years old!"

"Uncle's mine is occupied by foreigners! The manor was burned and looted by the rebellious natives! I escaped by hiding in the cellar! ”

"I know in my heart that this is a collusion between foreigners and natives to kill my uncle's entire family, and even my parents died here!"

After listening to him, Bai Xiuzhu couldn't help but feel a little sad: "I didn't expect you to have such a past." ”

"Hehe", Zheng Jirong smiled bitterly twice, and then continued with sadness on his face: "I worked as a beggar and a newsboy in Nanyang, and I was so hungry that I couldn't help but become a thief. ”

"When I was twelve years old, I stole a missionary's bread and was caught red-handed," Zheng Jirong sneered: "He didn't hand me over to the police, but said that I was a little follower, but he was not a good person, I not only had to work, but I was often beaten and scolded by him, and he called me a bitch." ”

"But I want to thank him because he taught me to read and write English, and then I went with him to the United States."

Speaking of this, he sighed a little and said: "It's a very bad country, you haven't stayed in the ocean, but don't treat those great powers as paradise." ”

"Why is that?"

At this time, there were already many guests around their sofa, most of them were young rich daughters, and they were all fascinated by Zheng Jirong's eloquent life experience, and couldn't help but ask.

Zheng Jirong nodded slightly at the girls who spoke, and explained to them: "The poor people in those countries are really not necessarily better off than our people. ”

"Every year in factories in England, many children die or become disabled. And the United States, which claims to have been since childhood, is white in the first class, Latin Americans in the second class, and blacks and indigenous Indians in the third class. ”

"In these countries, no matter how rich you are, you will not be respected by others!"

Seeing the thoughtful looks of these rich daughters, Zheng went on to preach today: "After the missionary who took me in fell ill and died, I wandered around the United States, and because of the "Exclusionary Acts", it was difficult for me to find a serious job. ”

"Later, I smuggled myself to Europe, and found that it was much easier to mix than the United States, and although they still discriminated against the Chinese, at least they did not deprive me of my right to work."

"The French are romantic and naïve, the English are gentlemanly and arrogant, the Germans are strict and rigid, and the Russians are straightforward and rude."

"In these years abroad, I have learned a lot of knowledge, and I have made some money by the way, so when I have the ability, I returned to the motherland as soon as possible, not for anything else, just to build the motherland, because I have really suffered the bitterness of the wanderer, only when our motherland is strong, we wanderers can really live with dignity abroad, for which I am willing to pay everything."

Bang Bang Bang !!

After Zheng Jirong finished speaking, there was a burst of applause around him, and each of these daughters and sons who listened to the story clapped their palms and looked at him with admiration on their faces.

Especially Bai Xiuzhu, who originally had a good impression of Zheng Jirong, her eyes were even more brilliant at this time.

"Mr. Zheng, what knowledge have you learned abroad?"

Seeing someone asking, Zheng Jirong replied with a smile: "Linguistics, and poetry." ”

"Poetry?!"

"Wow? Mr. Zheng, you can actually write poetry? ”

"Is it modern poetry?"

The little girls immediately gathered around him and chattered.

Zheng Jirong nodded with a chuckle, and asked the waiter on the side for pens and letterheads, and wrote a love poem in a few minutes.

Then in front of many people, he handed it to Bai Xiuzhu, "Miss Bai if you are interested."

Bai Xiuzhu was about to raise her hand to take it, as a progressive female student, she was also very curious about what kind of poems Zheng Jirong would write, but when her finger touched the letterhead, the rich daughters next to her took the first step.

"A Blossoming Tree" - for Miss Bai Xiuzhu, ah! This turned out to be a love poem! ”

"Mr. Zheng writes love poems? Show me! ”

These pampered ladies instantly came to their senses, and they came around to watch the show, and some people read it out directly according to the letterhead:

"How did I make you meet me

In my best moments / for this

I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years

Pray to the Buddha for us to form a relationship with the earth

The Buddha then turned me into a tree

Grow by the side of the road where you must pass

Under the sun / discreetly full of flowers

The flowers are the hope of my past life

When you approach / Please listen

That trembling leaf

It's the enthusiasm I was waiting for

And when you finally walk by in defiance

Falling to the ground behind you

Friends

That's not petals

That's my withered heart. ”

For a woman, it is a wonderful thing to be pursued, not to mention that the other party is also a handsome talent.

Listening to this love poem written to herself, Bai Xiuzhu had a shy smile on her face, she couldn't help but look at Zheng Jirong, and when the two made eye contact, Bai Xiuzhu's expression turned into shame and anger again, as if she was blaming Zheng Jirong for being too reckless.

"Wow, that's really a love poem written by Mr. Zheng."

"I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years, asking the Buddha to let us form a relationship with the earth. Oh my God, these two sentences are so beautiful, so romantic! ”

"Miss Bai, don't agree quickly, this poem is not something that ordinary people can write."

“.”

The rich daughters are lively and coaxing, they have no worries about food and clothing on weekdays, and their lives are extremely empty, and when they finally encounter this kind of thing, they are naturally all excited, and they can't wait to become the heroine of the story.

"Oh, don't look at it, give it back to me!" Bai Xiuzhu was suddenly embarrassed, and said that she was going to grab the letterhead.

"No, no, I haven't seen enough." The girl with the love poem in her hand hurriedly ran away.

Originally, Bai Xiuzhu was proud of her high-minded personality, and these girls didn't want to deal with her at all, but seeing that Zheng Jirong, who was the most eye-catching in the audience, actually wrote a love poem to her in public, they were either jealous or ridiculous, and everyone was deliberately teasing her.

One passed to the other, but she was not allowed to touch it, and the women laughed and made a mess.

Late at night, the dance party ended, and the guests walked out of the hall one by one and left in the car.

After Ding Li said goodbye to Ruxian, he looked at Zheng Jirong with a calm face, and said in surprise: "Ah Rong, you really have a hand, not only made up a set of family history, coaxed those daughters around, but also copied such a good love poem, tsk, it seems that this Bai Xiuzhu is almost in your bag." ”

"Huh?"

Zheng Jirong was immediately shocked when he heard this: "How can you guess that my life experience is fake, and the love poems are also copied?" ”

"Do you still need to guess?"

Ding Li bit his cigar and smiled: "When I heard you say that the missionary tortured you, I knew that something was wrong, with your character, if there is really such a missionary, I am afraid that his fate will definitely not be as simple as death from illness." ”

"You see people really accurately."

At this time, Ding Li caught a glimpse of a delicate figure walking towards the door, and hurriedly elbowed Zheng Jirong and said, "Miss Bai is out, hurry up and seize the opportunity to strike while the iron is hot!" ”

After saying that, he quickly walked away from Zheng's side, leaving him alone in place.

In front of the gate,

Bai Xiuzhu clenched the letterhead tightly in her hand, her eyes were looking straight ahead, and she didn't even look at Zheng Jirong.

"Where does Miss Bai live? Do you need me to send you? ”

At this time, Bai Xiuzhu still had the calm and high level when she first came, she tilted her head to the side, her cheeks were slightly red, and said, "No need, my driver is waiting for me outside." ”

"Really?"

Zheng Jirong was overjoyed and said: "I'm worried about how to go back, since you have a driver, or . Drop me off? ”

“.”

car rear,

Feeling the tense state of the girl next to him, Zheng Jirong smiled and deliberately moved his body to the window.

Bai Xiuzhu has already done half of it, and next, it's time to change the leader of the Axe Gang

(End of chapter)

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