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- Shanghai Beach during the Republic of China.
At night, Baosan Road in the French Concession is brightly lit. In the golden central area of ??Baosan Road, a song and dance hall called Yiwentai is noisy and lively at the moment. There is a lot of traffic in front of the door and an endless stream of guests.
The distinguished guests who entered were all well-dressed, some wearing new suits and some wearing old-style gowns. The entrance of Yiwentai Ballroom was crowded with vehicles, including imported high-end cars and pedal rickshaws.
Wearing a ragged felt hat, Han Wenqing pulled a rickshaw and sat at the entrance of Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall, waiting for guests to come.
There were several companions around, all sitting and chatting, not in a hurry.
They have been here for a long time and know the rules. It's not closing time yet, the customers won't leave now, they will have to wait at least half an hour before there is any business.
In the early morning of November in Shanghai, the night wind was biting and cold. Han Wenqing gathered up a tattered jacket and looked towards the dance hall again.
After a while, a slutty man wearing a green thick cloth shirt came out and stood at the door calling for a rickshaw.
"Xiao Han, go ahead!" People around him encouraged Han Wenqing.
Han Wenqing, like the people around him, belongs to a rickshaw company. Their boss curried favor with the owner of the Yiwentai Cabaret through connections, so he allowed their company's legionnaire to solicit customers here.
Anyway, there will be good business later, so these people are not in a hurry. Once they see that he is a role with little profit, these smart old fritters will pass it on to Han Wenqing.
Han Wenqing didn¡¯t say anything, put down the felt hat on his head, got up, pulled the car, turned around, and went to Yiwentai¡¯s door.
The man was a little drunk and looked like a bastard in his clothes. Seeing Han Wenqing come up, the man cursed and said: "You are all fucking pigs? You have been shouting for so long and you come out like this, how can you despicable things be like this?" No wink?"
Cursing and cursing, he actually turned his direction towards the Yiwen Tai Song and Dance Hall.
Han Wenqing raised his eyes and saw two bodyguards standing at the door, looking at this scolding man with contempt. Han Wenqing knew that this guy probably caused trouble in the dance hall and was kicked out. Now he is very angry. Moreover, he had a shallow scar on his face, and there was a strong evil spirit flowing around his body, which made him look like he was dead.
In this era of Shanghai, people from lower-class backgrounds need to use their blood in exchange for a chance to get ahead. Not surprised, Han Wenqing pulled the rickshaw in front of the man and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"
The man got in the car and called a place loudly.
Han Wenqing told him to sit down, then pulled the rickshaw and sped away. He ran very fast, and the rickshaw was not bumpy. The man was already drunk and soon fell asleep in the car.
When they arrived at the place, Han Wenqing stopped the car and shouted: "Sir, get out of the car."
The man didn¡¯t respond.
Han Wenqing shouted again, and then the man opened his sleepy eyes and shouted angrily: "It's here when it's here. I don't know it myself? You little bastard shouted so loudly!"
After saying that, get off the car and leave.
Han Wenqing stepped forward, blocked the man's way, and said, "Sir, I didn't give you the money!"
The man opened his eyes angrily and became less sleepy. Seeing Han Wenqing blocking the road, he was very unhappy and wanted to push Han Wenqing away: "Guanggun, you don't even look at this place! It's your blessing to have you deliver it here. !You dare to ask for money?¡±
Han Wenqing easily avoided the man's hand, preventing him from touching her. Because he suddenly gave way, the man pushed hard and didn't even notice that Han Wenqing would get out of the way. He still leaned forward, staggered and almost fell down.
By this time, I was half awake from the wine.
This person¡¯s name is Chen San. He is a character who has worshiped the old man and passed the Xiangtang. He is a small gang leader. But those businessmen gave him face and made him feel proud, as if he was a tycoon. Going to the Yiwen Tai Song and Dance Hall tonight, Chen San was fine at first, but when the main singer of the song and dance hall "Miss Qiongzhi" came out, his body became numb and he insisted that Miss Qiongzhi come to accompany him to drink.
But the owner of Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall said, "Miss Qiongzhi already has an appointment with Marshal Lu" and refused to let Miss Qiongzhi come out.
This made Chen San furious!
" Later, he made a fuss. The grandson named Lu was a second-generation ancestor. He was also arrogant and domineering on weekdays. He had no idea who Chen San was. He actually asked his adjutant to drive Chen San out. After all these years, Chen San was as unlucky as tonight for the first time!
He took a breath, thinking that he would look good to his second ancestor named Lu someday. But when they arrived at the door of their home, the driver was so ignorant that it suddenly ignited Chen Sanyi's anger that night even more.
Chen Sanzheng is looking for someone to vent his anger on!
When Han Wenqing gave way, Chen San staggered and almost fell. When he stabilized himself,??, he took a deep breath and grabbed Han Wenqing with his backhand!
Chen San has always felt that he is a character who can survive on the road! Not only does he know how to flatter others, he also has several kung fu and brute strength moves, and rarely encounters opponents in fights.
Chen San is tall and strong, and Han Wenqing is also quite tall, but he is tall and thin, making him appear weak.
Chen San felt so depressed that he thought about beating Han Wenqing to death, and vented his frustration. He showed no mercy in his attack and went straight to Han Wenqing's vital point!
However, Han Wenqing's footsteps moved slightly, and with a turn of his body, he easily avoided Chen San's attack, but Chen San staggered again.
"Sir, do you want to refuse to pay?" Han Wenqing made Chen San almost fall twice, but he seemed completely unaware and asked in a sincere tone, "If you really don't want to pay, tell me."
Chen San laughed in anger. After he stood firm, a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Good boy, who sent you?"
As he said that, he was about to take out the pistol at his waist.
But when he touched his waist, the place where the gun was hidden was empty. He was shocked, he was completely sober from the wine, and he couldn't help but squint at Han Wenqing.
Who is this guy? Looking at his shabby clothes and thin body, he doesn't look like someone who has been working as a coolie all year round, but he also looks like he comes from a poor family.
When Chen Sanyi saw it, Han Wenqing was neither proud nor panicked, he just looked at it.
Chen San was bypassed twice by Han Wenqing, which made Chen San shocked to realize that this was not an accident, but the kid did it on purpose!
"Didn't you ask me to send it?" Seeing Chen San asking who sent it, Han Wenqing asked in confusion, "Sir, it's very late, I have other business to do, please give me the money!" "
The gun in Chen San¡¯s waist was gone, and Han Wenqing looked out of shape again, making Chen San feel even more unsure. He was going to test Han Wenqing again, so he said angrily: "If you don't have any money, get out of here! Dare you reach out and ask your third master for money? You kid has turned the world upside down!"
After saying that, he turned around and started to walk home. Not just walking, almost trotting.
¡°If the gun is really in Han Wenqing¡¯s hands, and Chen San is not Han Wenqing, who is he, isn¡¯t he going to die here?
Suddenly, he felt a cool breeze on his back. Chen San was shocked and was about to turn around when he was hit hard by a heavy object. He was thrown to the ground all of a sudden, and the world was spinning before his eyes. When he regained some consciousness, he found that Han Wenqing was stepping on him with one leg and began to look through his pockets.
He was kicked over by Han Wenqing.
Chen San's drunkenness was completely gone. He was so frightened that he peed his pants and begged for mercy without any gesture: "Grandpa, grandpa, just take what you want. Please be merciful and spare your grandson's life!"
Han Wenqing took out his money bag and said, "Why do I want your life? I only want my wages."
Chen San brought hundreds of dollars with him, enough for Han Wenqing to live in Shanghai for two months. Han Wen didn't even count them all, so he put them all in his pocket, then patted Chen San on the face: "Thank you very much, Dahu."
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Chen Sanwei was stunned: What does your mother mean by this?
When he came to his senses, Han Wenqing pulled his rickshaw and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.
When Chen San came to his senses, his back was already soaked. The man just took his gun. If he had been cruel and killed Chen San with one shot, Chen San would have been wronged. He has not lived enough!
But Chen San has remembered this humiliation!
What kind of coachman is this? It was to steal money, not to kill people!
With several lives on his body, Chen San was always worried that others would retaliate, so when Han Wenqing stole his gun, his first thought was how to escape. But in the end, what made him laugh and cry was that Han Wenqing actually stole money!
¡°In today¡¯s Shanghai, are there still people who want to steal money but not kill people?
This kid won¡¯t last long in the future!
If he meets him again next time, Chen San will not let him go!
When Han Wenqing returned to the entrance of Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall again, the guests had almost left. He sat down, put the gun he took from Chen San in his pocket and hid it, counted the money and put it in the other pocket. Seeing that the Yiwentai Cabaret was about to close, Han Wenqing estimated that he would not be able to attract any guests tonight, so he got up to go back.
"Rickshaw" A gentle voice sounded from behind.
Han Wenqing stopped and turned back to the entrance of Yiwen Tai Song and Dance Hall. He saw a woman wearing a mink fur cloak, tightly wrapped in clothes, waiting at the door.
Wrapped in a thick cloak, she still looks graceful and graceful.
There was a middle-aged man beside her, who kept talking, as if he was begging the woman to do something. ?The woman's eyes flashed with impatience and she did not answer.
When Han Wenqing approached, she quickly got on the rickshaw and said to Han Wenqing: "Hurry up!"
Han Wenqing was unambiguous and immediately pulled up the cart and ran out.
The middle-aged man was very unwilling and followed the rickshaw behind him: "Miss Qiongzhi, Aunt Qiongzhi, can't I beg you? Just this time, Aunt Qiongzhi"
Gradually, the middle-aged man became exhausted and fell behind.
Han Wenqing¡¯s rickshaw is also getting further and further away.
At this time, Han Wenqing asked: "Where are you going, young lady?"
The person behind him didn¡¯t answer.
Han Wenqing asked again, and the woman sighed leisurely: "Go to the beach for a walk"
It was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and the late autumn night was extremely cold and dark. When Han Wenqing heard this, he didn't refute anything and just pulled him to the beach.
When he arrived at the place, he said: "Miss, two hundred coins."
The woman was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and started to cry. ;
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