Chapter 54 Excuse me

The sunset on the Bund dressed up the streets resplendently. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and it gradually became quieter. You can even hear the whistle when the ship enters the port. Some tramps began to get out of the dark bridge to find their lives.

Ten miles of foreign field, dancing and singing platforms everywhere, under the night, there is a lot of lights. The Dongyang car pulled by people shuttled under the street lamp with the alias of "Moon Racing". At this time, the shining street lamps in the concession were like crystal pearls, forming a long dragon that emitted silver light. Twenty years ago, the electric lights not only brought unquenchable light to Shanghai, but also made the city prosperous.

The lit kitchen windows facing the street show some colorful goods. In some secluded alleys, in the dark doorway, occasionally several women scratched their heads at passers-to-the-passers-pass. The sound of Mi Mi flowed all over the street. In some busy streets, it shows the atmosphere of Shanghai's sleepless city. The gorgeously dressed dancers accompanied some rich people in and out of the door of the ballroom. Men squander money, and women squander youth.

"This is Shanghai, Shanghai, which is addicted to paper and money, Shanghai where the rich are drunk and dream, and Shanghai where the poor die."

After getting off the boat and saying goodbye to Xiao Yuren, Chen Moran, who was walking along the Bund road accompanied by Zhu Jialiang, sighed secretly that he was used to everything in Shanghai, and he was also almost numb to this era.

Zhu Jialiang, who followed the young master, did not hear the young master's sigh, but looked at the passing Dongyang car around him.

"Young master, it's still a long way from home. I'll call an Dongyang car!"

"No, I'm going to meet someone else."

Looking at Zhu Jialiang thoughtfully, Chen Moran said something.

The man sent a letter to someone in the morning, saying that he would ask himself to sit in his house or company at his convenience. The content of the letter seemed to be nothing, but the letter paper was the letter paper of the King's Hotel. Did he guess something?

"Ji Liang, are you sure no one saw you that day?"

If the young master doesn't mention it, Zhu Jialiang will almost forget that.

"Young master, absolutely no one saw me!"

"That's good!"

Chen Moran nodded. The case has been happening for three days. Except for reading a news in the newspaper, the patrol did not come to investigate. Obviously, they had no clue, but how could Henry remember to write an invitation to himself with the note of the King's Hotel?

At the beginning of night, there was some mist on the street. People and cars were still walking through the fog. The lights of the street lights lined up in the fog and the whole street seemed strange.

Walking on the streets of the river, there are always gusts of wind coming from the river. Chen Moran frowned and walked, thinking about Henry's intention. It was he who told himself the identity and address of everyone in Yongle Ceremony at the auction. Jack died that night, and Henry obviously speculated something from it.

"A hundred secrets and one sparse!"

After a little contact before and after

, Chen Moran found out where the loophole was. If he really went to Henry now, it just proved his speculation, which was almost equivalent to throwing himself into the net.

"I can't go!"

Realizing that if I take the initiative to find him, it is equivalent to throwing myself into the net. Chen Moran's heart trembled and couldn't help but be happy. If he didn't go to Pudong in the afternoon, maybe...

"Henry!"

When he was secretly happy in his heart, Chen Moran read the name and smiled coldly. He thought about many things too simply, and he must pay attention to it in the future.

After walking forward for a while and seeing the signboard of a restaurant, Chen Moran walked in. After entering the restaurant and look at the small but elegantly decorated restaurant, he went straight to a secluded corner and sat down, while Zhu Jialiang stood aside.

"Jiliang, sit down! Eat with the young master!"

After getting Chen Moran's instructions, Zhu Jialiang sat down.

A waiter with a recipe in his hand approached.

"Mr., would you like to order?"

Chen Moran waved his hand.

"I don't want to order any more dishes. I'll give you one of your specialty dishes."

Chen Moran does not have that habit of ordering, especially in this era. Restaurants in this era are different from those chefs who have taken certificates and learned standardized cuisines in later generations. Each restaurant in this era has its own characteristics, unlike later generations, where different dishes are almost the same.

Since you have come to this restaurant, you can eat his specialty dishes if you want to eat, and these restaurants will not take the opportunity to extort them. Usually, they will serve any specialty dishes.

He sat down for about a few minutes. While Chen Moran was drinking tea and waiting for the restaurant to serve food, two big men walked over to his table and saw the short-dressed man coming this way. Seeing the young master, Zhu Jialiang quickly put his hand in his pocket and held the gun.

"Mr. Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Before Zhu Jialiang reminded the young master, a strange voice sounded in front of the table. Chen Moran, who lowered his head and tasted tea, raised his head at this time. He didn't know the man in his forties who spoke, but looking at them, he didn't seem to be a good person. When Yu Guang saw that Jialiang was ready to stand up, Chen Moran gave a look and picked up the teacup for a sip.

"I haven't talked about it for a long time. I don't seem to have any impression of you!"

When he spoke, Chen Moran didn't even look at his eyes, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all.

The big man took the cigarette out of his mouth, sat down by himself, and then smiled at Chen Moran.

"Mr. Chen, a tycoon like you doesn't know people like me, but for Chen tycoon, we have heard about him for a long time!"

When he said this, Xu Baoshan looked at the tycoon in front of him who bought Fuli Manor with 1.5 million yuan and was famous in Shanghai.

"In Xu Baoshan, Shanghai Anqing Gang's "big" generation!"

Although Mr. Chen did not give himself a good face, Xu Baoshan still smiled and said his identity, as if he wanted to remind the person in front of him.

"Oh!"

Chen Moran shook his head and answered softly. It was obvious that it was the underworld! Is it possible that you want to hit yourself?

"Anqing Gang! I haven't heard of it!"

This sentence only changed Xu Baoshan's face. Although there are many on the top of the upper beach wharf, there are often incidents between them in order to grab the wharf, and Xu Baoshan's power is also average, but several people in Shanghai have never heard of the Anqing Gang.

It's obvious that you don't give yourself a face! He even cut the face of the Anqing gang!

"Mr. Xu Chen has never heard of Xu's name, but hasn't Mr. Chen heard of Anqing Gang?"

The voice changed coldly, and Xu Baoshan's voice smelled of threat, and the big man standing beside him, with his hand supporting the short fight on his body, looked like an accurate fight.

"Excuse me, Chen came to Shanghai for the first time. I have never heard of the name of Anqing Gang. As for the name of Mr. Xu..."

Chen Moran raised his eyes gently, and then shook his head again.

"I haven't heard of it!"