Chapter 92 The Price of Impulse

"Miss Catherine!"

After getting out of the car, Chen Moran stretched out his right arm with great demeanor, and Catherine smiled and naturally stretched out her arm into his arm, and the two crossed the road. The sun sprinted directly over their heads. After crossing the road and walking towards the Bund Park, the two people looked a little conspicuous on the street.

A lamper holding a beautiful European woman, although it was only a few steps, attracted the surprise of others, especially after people recognized the woman. Some European women even showed a little strangeness when they looked at Catherine. It was that kind of contemptuous eyes, and those men looked at Chen Moran. But it is full of jealousy and sour taste.

Unexpectedly, when the two walked to the Bund Park and were about to enter, the Indian guard at the gate of the park blocked them with batons.

"He is Mr. Chen from an industrial company!"

After seeing that she was blocked, Catherine said something indifferently and looked at Chen Moran beside her.

"You still can't go in?"

The Indian Asan, who was wearing a big headscarf, shook his head.

"Any Chinese, if they don't have a ticket to enter the park, they are not allowed to enter the park! "Miss!"

Chen Moran, who had never suffered such humiliation, was almost stopped in an instant, and his whole mind exploded. When Catherine talked to the Indian A San, his eyes turned to the sign hanging on the Bund Park.

"Chinese dogs are not allowed to enter if they are untily dressed!"

Looking at the sign with black characters on a white background, Chen Moran's eyes turned red. His left hand clenched the crutch, but his right hand clenched his fist and glared at the wooden card. His eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire.

"Mr. Chen, where's your admission ticket!"

Catherine asked casually, but she didn't hear Chen Moran's answer. He turned around and saw that Chen Moran's whole body was almost out of control. She was immediately scared by Chen Moran's expression.

"I don't have the admission ticket!"

Staring at the wooden card that almost everyone knows among the Chinese people, Chen Moran forced himself to calm down. Hearing Catherine's words, he snorted coldly.

The scenery and facilities in Chen's garden are much better and larger than that of the Bund Garden. Naturally, he doesn't need the so-called admission ticket. This is his first time to visit the park, but he never expected to see this sign being insulted like this.

If anger can kill people, I'm afraid that his anger can kill everyone in Shanghai. Now he is on the verge of rampage, although he repeatedly told himself to calm down.

Looking at Chen Moran, who was extremely angry and humiliated, Catherine couldn't help but regret her decision. The reason why she proposed to come to the Bund Garden was not to visit the park, but to remind Chen Moran to pay attention to where it was and the people around here.

Although she has only had a few friends with Chen Moran, she knows that Chen Moran looks down on the "foreign whereabouts" of those who come to Shanghai to eat. He may be able to shave his hair for those Chinese officials. He may not have the arrogance of the rich Chinese, but he has Chinese self-esteem. He will never succumb to those. On the contrary, the pressure of the merchants will only arouse his fighting spirit.

As his friend or business partner, Catherine did not want to see the day Chen Moran's family's wealth was scattered. On the day, there were countless people in Shanghai who wanted to compete with foreigners, but in the end? But no one has a good end. Maybe Chen Moran is very rich, but his money is far less than those merchants.

"No... I'm sorry!"

Catherine apologized, and now she can even say that she is regretful.

Chen Moran just stared at the sign coldly, clenched his fists, his bones were white, and his nails were almost buckled into the meat. Although he tried to calm himself down, his breathing was rapid.

If someone knows him in this era, he must know that he is now on the verge of an outbreak. If his college classmates are here, they will definitely be in a hurry to take him away. Unfortunately, no one knows.

Although Catherine knew that Chen Moran was extremely angry now, she didn't know what Chen Moran would do in such anger.

Charlie wearing a top hat with a civilized stick in his hand. At this time, he took a blonde woman's arm and walked towards the Bund Park. He saw Catherine and the shriveled man in the carriage. Originally, he was excited to see this scene because thirteen Jewish merchants sold more than 3,600 mu of land to industrial companies today.

But when he saw Chen Muran being stopped in the Bund Park, Charlie laughed again, so he ordered the groom to stop the carriage, hold his French lover, and walk towards a Bund Park.

"Ha ha, I thought who was this! It turned out to be Mr. Chen!"

Charlie greeted Chen Moran with a sarcastic smile, and then he looked at the Indian Asan.

"Don't you know that he is Mr. Chen from an industrial company? Why don't you let him into the park!"

"He is not a white man!"

Asan of India shook his head.

Looking at the face that had been angry, Charlie couldn't wait to kiss the two cheap Indians fiercely. Although he was so excited that he almost shouted, Charlie still smiled. At the same time, he mockedly pointed to Chen Moran's yellow-skinned face.

"Oh! It's because of this face!"

Charlie and the Indian A San's singing and drinking only made Chen Moran's anger a little more excited. His fists clenched more tightly and he glared at the two people, but he didn't say anything.

"Charlie!"

Catherine's charming appearance restrained, but she showed anger.

"Miss Catherine!"

Charlie took off his hat politely and made a salute.

"Of course you can enter the Bund Park. After all, this is a park for us civilized people!"

Charlie continued to provoke at the same time. Perhaps, after a year or two, he would step on the squir to his feet and let him jump into the Huangpu River by himself, but now if there is a chance, he will never give up any opportunity to humiliate the cle.

"So, how should he get in?"

"Sir, if he is the lady's servant, he can enter the park! Of course, a gentleman like him will not be a servant!"

Charlie suddenly realized, and then frivolously pointed to Catherine.

"Miss Catherine, if he is your servant, you can go in! Only white slaves can enter here!"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

Chen Moran said to himself over and over again that he was trying his best to restrain his anger in his heart. Now is not the time to be angry. Anger can't solve the problem.

Once, twice, three times, he smiled at himself, but he turned his head and looked at the Indian A San.

"Can you tell me what's on the sign?"

"Mr., I can't read!"

"Do you know what's on the sign?"

Charlie continued to seduce this A San in order to stimulate the tula with words. Looking at his angry and unspeakable appearance, Charlie's heart is not to mention the comfort. For many days, he has never been as excited as he is now.

"Those who are not well-dressed, Chinese and dogs are not allowed to enter the park!"

Boom!

Accompanied by A San's words, Chen Moran only felt that his mind had exploded into a ball. What reason, what control, what this, what that, which would all be completely abandoned because of A San's stiff words. He glared at the Indian A San and Charlie, and his breath became calm from the urgency just now, and even his face was slightly better. I looked at some, but there was a sneer on the corners of my lips.

Yu Guang saw that Chen Moran's expression seemed to be much more relaxed. Catherine couldn't help but let it go. It's okay, it's okay... "Oh! It turns out that Chinese and dogs are not allowed to enter the park!"

Charlie pretended to be a sudden realization again. He was so proud and excited. He even felt that when he went back, he would definitely let his French mistress see his majesty.

"Tay it again!"

The cold and emotionless voice sounded. Chen Moran stared at Charlie, and his legs took a step forward.

"Chen...Chen..."

At this time, Catherine realized that Chen Moran suppressed his anger. He was simply... Charlie, who was forced by those eyes to take a step back, opened his mouth when he saw that there were already people around him, Europeans and Chinese, and there was no way out.

"Hua...Hua...Ah..."

Before he finished speaking, a scream rang out outside the black iron gate of the Bund Park. Although he was on crutches, Chen Moran tried his best to punch his fat chin.

This punch made Charlie scream while his heavy body fell to the ground like a sandbag, and the fat body in the past even raised a little dust!

"Good! Good fight!"

In the surprise and exclamation of the Europeans, the Chinese people around them cheered, accompanied by cheers.

Just as Charlie was about to stand up, ignoring Catherine's exclamation, Chen Moran took another step forward, and the crutch in his hand pulled hard on Charlie's fat head.

There were continuous screams. Charlie still had his previous pride there, but he covered his head and rolled on the ground in order to avoid the steel-headed crutch in Chen Moran's hand.

"I asked your mother to say Chinese and dogs, what your mother's the hell, this place is the territory of China! I'm a god..."

Chen Moran, who was completely irrational, scolded while scolding. It seemed that he could spit fire in his eyes. Every scolding could be exchanged for a shout around him. Although someone in this concession had protested to the Ministry of Industry, it was the first time that he caught a director who was killed there, especially a The Chinese people are the director of the Ministry of Industry here, which makes these watchers shout excitedly like chicken blood.

For decades, these foreigners in the concession have been his mother's emperor. There is a Chinese who dares to beat him like this, but now, a Chinese is beating this person to death, not to mention that this person is still a public director, especially now that the capital is still occupied by foreign devils. This slying is venting his anger on the Chinese!

Suddenly, Chen Moran's angry move seemed to have become a heroic move, which only attracted the people around him to keep shouting. In the cheers, the sad whistle sounded, and then the patrol arrived.

Fuzhou Road, Henan Road, is located at No. 168, Central District of the Public Concession. Perhaps because of Chen Moran's tycoon status, he did not have other prisoners locked up together, but enjoyed a separate cell.

Eight narrow ** with chains hanging up and down, only one ** has a pillow and a thin blanket. At this time, Chen Moran has been removed from the handcuffs and touched the blood marks that were handcuffed. The pain in his wrists made him scold those western arresters.

He beat someone and vented his anger. Although she had money in her hand, she didn't feel panic in her heart, and Catherine would definitely inform Xiao Yiren and soon keep herself out. But after calming down, Chen Moran regretted his impulse. It was Charlie, the director of the Ministry of Industry, which would cause, but he I have to think about it.

"Master!"

Just as Chen Moran was lying on ** with his eyes closed and thinking about the explanation, he heard a surprise from the outside.

"I didn't expect that Boss Chen was such a bloody man!"

When he opened his eyes, he saw a man in a top hat standing in front of him, with a little wandering in his eyebrows.

"Cough!"

Seeing that he was finally facing him, You Xiaoxia squeezed out a smile on his face.

"Boss Chen, I'm You Xiaoxia, Detective Fang Hua of the Central Capture!"

He showed his identity as if to show off, but You Xiaoxia raised his chin and waited for Boss Chen to compliment him.

For several months, he has been thinking about how to hook up with Boss Chen, an industrial company that shocked Shanghai, but things are not as good as people want. How can a person like Boss Chen pay attention to him?

But it's different today. Boss Chen is not locked in this cell! You Xiaoxia thought about Mr. Chen's compliments, and then complimented him again, and then told him that he gave him this single room!

"Oh!"

With a faint response, Chen Moran closed his eyes again. The cars and boats were in the government, and all passers-by could be killed. At this time, the detective came here, obviously to knock some money from himself. Chen Moran had a strange temper in his heart. He was the most uncretted, especially this kind of blackmail in official skin, and he didn't even buy it.

After waiting for a long time, You Xiaoxia didn't wait for the compliment he was thinking of. Looking again, the master actually closed his eyes again and rubbed his nose. You Xiaoxia thought that people like Boss Chen would obviously not buy him.

If he had changed to an ordinary rich man, he would have been afraid that You Xiaoxia would have changed to cold words for a long time, but the person in front of him was different. Who doesn't know that Chen cripple was rich and rich. The governor of Liangjiang appreciated the character. He didn't buy the foreigner's account, and now he beat Charlie, the old pervert, a lot.

"Hey, I said, Boss Chen, if you always do it hard enough, that old thing was beaten by you. I heard others say that it looks like a pig's head, and now it's lying in the hospital!"

"Hmm!"

Again, You Xiaoxia smiled with a smile on his face, but his heart was bitter. This slywed man looked down on people!

Maybe he was provoked by this cold response, but You Xiaoxia was not happy. Whether it was in the old gate in the past or in the middle of the present, the people on the street called him Master You when they saw that he was not in the flow. Those rich people also politely called him Detective You, but he was as cold as Chen squeous, and he even looked down on him for the first time. .

"I said, Boss Chen, you are a big shot on the beach. In your eyes, I, You Xiaoxia, just don't get into the tcoma, but you don't have such a show! Now you are in the cell of this patrol room. This is not your Chen's mansion!"

This was a little annoyed, but it made Chen Moran's heart hook up.

"What's the matter! Inspector You, how dare you do something about me!"

Chen Moran sat up and looked at this man coldly. In the police station of later generations, he was severely slapped because of this attitude, but even so, he still had no word in his mouth. He looked down on these bully guys in his bones.

"I dare not!"

You Xiaoxia spit out two words truthfully.

"But I can sit in this single room, and I can also let you move to the large size of 20 people next to you! The people there don't ask you if you are Boss Chen!"

"Oh! Maybe I live in this single room, and I'm really confused by you!"

With a sneer, Chen Moran leaned his back against the cold wall and sat on **.

You Xiaoxia, who was originally unhappy, laughed instead.

"It's Xiao Xia's duty to take care of Boss Chen. Although Xiao Xia approves this patrol uniform, no matter how Chinese he is, he will naturally take care of a hero like Boss Chen!"

You Xiaoxia knows that people like Chen cripples may be subject to themselves in this account, but if they really offend him, if they get out of this account, they will sink into the Huangpu River for fear that they don't understand how he died. This doorman of Chen cripples is the role of a big generation, and this master can't offend him.

"Then it seems that I'm going to fall in love with you today!"

"Look at what Boss Chen said. You hit the pig's head in the Bund Park and vented a bad breath for us Chinese people. It's not Xiao Xia's blessing to take care of you!"

The words will pat his chest with a vow, but You Xiaoxia shows the hero's boldness. However, his performance only changed back to Chen Moran's sneer in his heart. These people in black clothes are the masters who turn their faces faster. They speak a good voice, and they don't remember their own money in their hearts. He has seen too many such people.

But Chen Moran followed his words.

"Did you bring cigarettes?"

You Xiaoxia, who was accompanied by a smile, knew what Chen Moran was thinking, but turned out a cigar like a trick.

"Boss Chen, when you hand in your things, look at your cigar box and you will know how you are. I brought it to you. This cigar is Havana! That is, this cigar can match your style!"

After lighting the cigar, the stench in the cell was quickly diluted by the smell of the cigar. Chen Moran held the cigar in his hand, but he said something to You Xiaoxia.

"Detective You!"

Chen Moran smoked a cigar again and was just looking at Detective Hua.

"I can tell you something, silver! I have! But I don't have any money for you!"

Chen Moran, who was half-closed and smoking a cigar, did not notice the strangeness on You Xiaoxia's face when she heard this, but just continued to talk.

"If you are a patrol in this number, because I hit foreigners, give me a cigarette when I don't have a cigarette, and I will accept his feelings. As for you..."

The corners of his lips were raised, and Chen Moran's face showed a sarcastic smile.

"What you do and want is nothing more than to make a piece of money with me and get some money. For the sake of silver, there is nothing wrong with it. I, Chen Moran, also like silver, but I have a strange temper. What I don't like most is the person you who wears official clothes and puts on the face of a benefactor to ask for benefits in front of me."

Chen Moran's words were like a few loud slaps in the face, which only made him feel a burst of deafness. You Xiaoxia, who had never been taught such a lesson, stared at Chen's cripple and said that it was fake not to be angry. He wanted to get angry, but he couldn't get angry.

Staring at Chen's lame leg lying against the wall in front of him, You Xiaoxia sighed helplessly, but he could only do this. People like him must not know the rules in the prison, but he sighed in his heart but knew that even if Chen cle didn't give himself a piece of silver or two, he would serve the master himself. According to the rules in the prison, this man is under the control and the anger of the head of the prison here. When he goes out, he will not play with himself to death.

He just beats people, which is not a serious crime of murder. At most, he can be released after a few months. When he goes out, not to mention that he is the inspector of Yihua, the chief inspector. Maybe he really provokes this master who does cards and does things, and he must be unlucky. He doesn't offend this person at all!

"Boss Chen really has a bad temper! You're really not afraid that I'll change you to a large size and lock you in! You should know that everyone is there!"

"Afraid? You underestimate me, Chen Moran!"

Sipping a cigar, Chen Moran squinted at the man and looked at the cigar. He should have thanked him, but Chen Moran didn't have a good impression on such a person, so he naturally didn't bother to thank him.

"What's the matter? Do you want to change my position now!"

With a cigar in his cigarette, Chen Moran walked to the door of the prison with a crutch and looked at the detective with a smile.

"Boss Chen,"

You Xiaoxia swallowed his saliva, but he could only laugh. Don't mention it now. He even wants to die. What's the matter with this?

"In that case, you live here. I don't know if Boss Chen has informed others? Do you want Xiao Xia to let me know for you..."

The last word was swallowed back at this time. You Xiaoxia Yu Guang saw a line of three people walking here. It was not the boss of the past - Jack who took the lead. When he saw him, You Xiaoxia had that hatred in his heart!

In the case of the King's Hotel, it made the two people settle their grievances, and also made You Xiaoxia hate this person. In order to avoid him, You Xiaoxia spent 3,000 yuan to move the nest. That was almost all his belongings. Why did this guy come here?

Walking to the prison door, he glanced at You Xiaoxia, who could only extort. Jack, who knew what he was doing, surged up in his heart, but he didn't show it. He just turned his head and smiled silently in the prison.

"Mr. Chen!"

The person who appeared outside the prison door only surprised Chen Moran. How could it be him?

(to be continued)