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Volume 1: All for Germany! Three hundred and sixteen. Social butterfly

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    "The grand banquet is here, the guests are here, the men and women are so happy! The wise host introduces you to Mr. XX, a hero and generous man, and this lady, beautiful and talented. The two of them fell in love at first sight, sitting in a row."

    In the Paramount Ballroom, a singer was singing the most popular song of the era, "Special Express". On the dance floor, men and women danced gracefully.

    How can you smell the slightest atmosphere of war here?

    Wang Weiyi took off his woolen coat and top hat and handed them to the waiter, lit a cigarette and observed the situation in the ballroom.

    "Let's go, Manager Wang." Lu Mingzhai walked over.

    Wang Weiyi nodded

    "Oh, Boss Lu, I feel so happy to see you." The ballroom manager quickly came over to greet you, one hand still patting his chest, as if to confirm how happy he was.  His eyes fell on Wang Weiyi and he shouted again:

    "Oh, I have never seen this gentleman before, he is always like this"

    "Manager Wang, this is Manager Zhao from the ballroom. He said you are good-looking and elegant." Lu Mingzhai laughed "Haha": "Manager Zhao, you are in the same position. Is Boss Qiao here?"

    "Here he comes, he comes, I will invite him to come see you."

    As soon as she sat down, she saw a pretty young woman wearing a sky-blue cheongsam on a table not far away, with curves all over her body, smiling and talking to someone while looking towards her.

    "Tang Weihong, a famous socialite here," Lu Mingzhai introduced in a low voice.

    "Oh, are they those who rely on their looks to live a youthful life?" Wang Weiyi said smoothly.

    Who would have thought that it would be okay if he didn't speak, but he would make a big fool of himself if he did.

    Lu Mingzhai looked very surprised: "Where did you think you were? Is Manager Wang confused with the 'Social Grass'?"

    Wang Weiyi is confused, a social butterfly?  Social grass?  Is there a difference?

    Xiao Ling's voice came over quickly: "Rambler, don't make a fool of yourself. Courtesan is a complimentary term and cannot be called a socialite unless she comes from a wealthy family. The strict distinction between 'social butterfly' and 'social butterfly' lies in whether they are recognized socialites."  Some people always think that the courtesans in Shanghai are the beauties of the romantic world. They are beautiful, voluptuous, and good at flirting. They always deal with fat officials and wealthy businessmen. Relying on men for support is actually nonsense.  . There are many courtesans who come from well-known families.¡±

    Wang Weiyi suddenly realized this and cursed the movies and TV series of his time in his heart.  Are there social butterflies there who are more coquettish than the others and more capable of seducing men than the others?

    It turns out that those who can be called "social butterflies" are actually celebrities

    At this time, Tang Weihong walked over and said politely: "Boss Lu, I haven't seen you for several days." After saying that, she glanced at Wang Weiyi and said, "Who is this?"

    It was only then that Wang Weiyi saw the social butterfly in front of him clearly.  She is slender and graceful, with fair and rosy skin, like a hibiscus. She is dressed elegantly and refined. Even if she wears a sky blue cheongsam, she cannot hide the Western style in her heart.

    "Ah, this is Manager Wang, my good friend who just came to Shanghai." Lu Mingzhai quickly introduced.

    "Manager Wang is very young and handsome." Tang Weihong smiled faintly: "Boss Lu, you guys sit down with Manager Wang first. After you finish talking about things, can you ask me to dance?"

    Wang Weiyi didn't know how to answer for a moment, but Lu Mingzhai said first: "Of course, of course. I will ask Manager Wang to invite Miss Tang later."

    Tang Weihong smiled sweetly, turned and left.

    "Manager Wang, it seems that although you have just arrived in Shanghai, you have already won the favor of the Tang Dynasty beauty." Lu Mingzhai laughed "haha".

    Wang Weiyi was a little embarrassed: "Where does this Tang Weihong come from?"

    "What's the origin?" Lu Mingzhai's eyes widened, obviously surprised by Wang Weiyi's "ignorance": "The Tang family has two daughters. The eldest daughter Tang Ying is married to the son of Li Yunshu, a wealthy businessman from Ningbo, Li Zufa, who graduated from Yale University in the United States.  Tang Weihong is the youngest daughter of the Tang family. Her father, Tang Naian, studied in Germany and is a famous doctor in Shanghai."

    Hearing the words "study in Germany", Wang Weiyi was concerned, and Lu Mingzhai continued:

    "I heard that there are four chefs in Tang Jiaguang. Two chefs are responsible for making Chinese snacks, one chef is responsible for making Western snacks, and one chef is responsible for cooking big dishes. When the sisters go to the dance, the equipment is very expensive, not to mention the jewelry.  A pair of exquisite embroidered shoes is worth an ocean of two hundred snowflakes."

    Wang Weiyi was speechless after hearing this.Already.  Lu Mingzhai said even more enthusiastically: "There is no less than a group of men pursuing the Tang sisters, including celebrities such as Song Ziwen and Yang Xingfo."  Song Ziwen got closer and wrote many love letters, but the fathers of sisters Tang Ying and Tang Weihong did not have a good impression of politicians, and Song Ziwen was rarely close to the water.  But Yang Xing¡¯s admiration for Buddha is even more painful, and it makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.¡±

    "You don't even like Song Ziwen?" Wang Weiyi was curious.

    "Yes, but there is a reason for this." Lu Mingzhai lowered his voice: "The eldest brother of the Tang family, Tang Fulu, is handsome and talented. He is Song Ziwen's most trusted secretary. On July 23, 20th year of the Republic of China,  Song Ziwen was assassinated at the Shanghai North Railway Station. The assassin misjudged the target by his appearance and accidentally shot and killed Tang Fulu who was beside Song Ziwen. Tang Naian was devastated by the loss of his son and regarded Song Ziwen as a disaster, so how could he betroth his daughter to such a man.  Disaster? Song Ziwen was lucky enough to save a life. He felt guilty and grateful to the Tang family, and generous gifts and care were indispensable. His pursuit of the Tang family sisters has since stalled. "

    ¡°That¡¯s it,¡± Wang Weiyi finally understood.

    It suddenly occurred to me that Tang Ying was already married and had nothing to do, but whoever could get close to Tang Weihong and rely on Song Ziwen's power would be of great benefit to his career in the future.

    It¡¯s just that the Tang family is so bold. They have such a relationship with Song Ziwen, an important figure in the National Government, and they dare to stay in Shanghai.  Although the Paramount Ballroom is located in the Shanghai Public Settlement, it is not absolutely safe.

    "HELLO." At this time, a voice came, and a middle-aged man in Western-style clothes came over: "Boss Lu, who is this friend next to you? I don't think he is with you.  "

    The words were obviously sarcastic, but Lu Mingzhai was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Qiao Fox, your mouth is so hurtful that it's not thorny anymore."

    Qiao Fox¡ª¡ªQiao Zhihe!

    During the introduction, Lu Mingzhai did not hide anything and told Qiao Zhihe straight to the point that the young man next to him was Wang Weiyi, who had recently become famous.

    You can clearly see the change in Qiao Zhihe's expression, and then he quietly gave a thumbs up: "Brother Wang, what a skill! If you can kill Japanese people like this, I, Qiao Hu, am convinced."

    Then, after Wang Weiyi explained the purpose of his visit, Qiao Zhihe frowned: "It's a good idea. As long as it's to fight Xiaodongyang, I, Qiao, am bound to do it. However, the start-up capital for this business is too much."  I'm not afraid of your brother Wang's jokes. Although I have made some money over the years, I can never afford it."

    He spoke without any concealment, which immediately aroused Wang Weiyi's great affection: "Mr. Qiao, I will provide the funds. Is two hundred and twenty pounds of gold enough?"

    "How much?" Qiao Zhihe's eyes widened when he heard this.

    Lu Mingzhai had no idea how much 220 pounds of gold was, so he asked Qiao Zhihe. Qiao Zhihe stretched out two fingers, his hands trembling: "Boss Lu, what about 100 kilograms of gold?"

    Lu Mingzhai swallowed his saliva and was stunned.

    God, what is the concept of 100 kilograms of gold?

    They would never have dreamed that this 100 kilograms of gold was nothing to Wang Weiyi. He had 519 tons of gold to prepare

    "What, isn't it enough?" Wang Weiyi asked with a smile.

    "Enough, enough, it's enough to buy hundreds of Paramounts." Qiao Zhihe cheered up: "Brother Wang, with this gold, I can help you buy whatever you want. But we  How to make money?¡±

    "Profit is not considered." Wang Weiyi said decisively; "What I want is weapons, ammunition, medicine, and intelligence!"

    Qiao Zhihe was very attentive and thought carefully for a while: "Brother Wang, there is nothing wrong with making a profit. Not to mention the Japanese, even the patrol house in the concession will be suspicious. I think we need to cover up."

    He frowned and suddenly said decisively: "Opium!"

    "Opium?" Wang Weiyi and Lu Mingzhai exclaimed in low voices at the same time.

    "Opium!" Qiao Zhihe no longer hesitated: "In the concession, opium is the most profitable. In the past, the three tycoons in Shanghai all made their fortunes by doing this. I think so, Boss Lu, to the outside world, I am your spokesperson, help  You are the one who makes opium. I am also responsible for opening up the relationship between the foreign police officers. In the past, we paid double the amount that the three tycoons in Shanghai handed over to them. Since Boss Huang went into seclusion, Boss Du went to Hong Kong, and Boss Zhang was assassinated, the amount of opium has increased.  The business is shut down, the income of the foreign detectives has dropped sharply, and they need a spokesperson! "

    Wang Weiyi asked: "Where do you get the opium? What do you do after you get it?"

    "I have a place to get opium. Once I get it, I will never let it go"?Continue to cause harm.  Qiao Zhihe answered very confidently: "Don't worry, brother Wang, we are just showing off for others to see. Is there anything in the world that is more profitable than the opium business?"  "

    Wang Weiyi nodded slightly: "Since Mr. Qiao is so sure, then I'll leave it to you."

    I don¡¯t know why, but from the first time he saw Qiao Zhihe, Wang Weiyi was full of confidence in this businessman nicknamed "Qiao Fox"!  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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