Chapter 22 Needles and felt should also sit

The Licha Hotel is located on the Bund of Nanjing Road. The peacock restaurant on the top floor is the most luxurious western restaurant in Shanghai. In the spacious and luxurious hall, it can accommodate 500 people to eat or dance. At 8 p.m., the symphony orchestra plays in the restaurant, and well-dressed guests eat here. At this time, you can see this Most of the foreign leaders in the city.

Although it's only noon, the table of the Peacock Restaurant is already full of guests, sitting as the first-class western restaurant on the beach. Whether it is at noon or at night, there will always be no shortage of guests, and there are many "decent foreigners" who are rich or call for rain in the concession. As for the rich Chinese gentry, they often do not come here. Yes. For those conservative masters, they are not used to the "drinking blood" of foreigners. Of course, some Chinese people will come here, but most of them buy dresses with braids.

Youyang's music echoes in the Peacock Hall, and occasionally there is a little laughter. Among the well-dressed foreigners, there are foreigners in military uniforms. These naval officers mostly pass through here when withdrawing from the north, and they often sit a little, the well-known social flowers in the concession. They are all foreigners, and occasionally there are some Chinese.

The Indian waiter walking in the aisle of the dining table walked to a table with only one person, holding the bottom of the bottle in his left hand and supporting the bottleneck in his right hand.

"Mr.! Your wine!"

He glanced at the foreign language on the bottle. Although he didn't know the French language on the bottle, Chen Anran still nodded and motioned the waiter to fill himself up.

The blood-red wine was poured into the glass and held the glass. Chen Moran smiled from the heart. In this place of Shanghai, the evaluation of a person's identity often depends on what kind of people he makes friends with, but here you can see most of the leading figures in Shanghai, of course, foreigners.

Come here, just to experience it.

When fighting with the steak on the plate, he used a knife and fork stiffly, and sometimes the sound of the knife and fork touching the plate attracted the attention from the side table, which made Chen Moran couldn't help regretting why he came to such a place to suffer.

"It's comfortable to eat a big piece of meat!"

Just as Chen Moran stretched out his hand to ask the waiter to pay the bill, the Versailles-style glass door in the Peacock Hall suddenly opened.

A beautiful woman in a black fur coat appeared in front of the door. As she walked in the hall, she elegantly took off her coat, handed it to the Indian waiter standing beside her, and then walked straight to the hall.

The afterglow of her eyes saw that when Catherine walked into the peacock hall, Sula's face changed slightly, especially when she saw her husband, just like other men. After Catherine entered the hall, her eyes stayed on her body, and the vinegar jar in her heart was overturned.

"Catherine!"

Nevertheless, when Catherine approached, she still stood up and greeted her warmly.

"Sula! Mr. Kleimer!"

A sweet smile appeared on Catherine's face, and she gracefully and quietly stretched out her slender hand to Mr. Kleimei, who stood up.

When her husband kissed her hand, she showed the greedy and obsessive eyes, and Sula's jealousy was even stronger. Throughout Shanghai, Catherine in front of her was her most jealous woman.

Catherine has an indescribable temperament, which is the temperament that ordinary women do not have as a lady, a well-educated manner that people often talk about. On this, or on a certain part, it also adds a sense of wealth with property.

In the whole of Shanghai, everyone knows that Catherine inherited a fortune from her husband. Her property is enough to make her the richest woman in Shanghai and make her do nothing, but the most hateful thing is that she actually took over the bank left by her husband for her. Since then, this Shanghai Concession is the most The delicate and seductive flowers and the title of female banker, she almost took away all the women in Shanghai.

Once, Sula even in a local British magazine saw a reporter in Shanghai, involving wealthy women in the concession. The model he used was Catherine. It seemed that there were no women in Shanghai except her.

What she is more jealous of is Catherine's amazing beauty: her shiny black hair, short and beautiful; her rich and provocative blue eyes are as simple as angels, and her nose is small and upright. The plump crimson mouth, all these and Modiglenni's necks, are placed on the slender, virgin-like and beautiful body. Even this beautiful body is still covered with a layer of milk-like skin, and there is no dense fur and rough skin on other women.

Looking at Catherine, who was elegant and smiling, Sula suddenly smiled.

"Catherine, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed today. Your seat has been occupied by others, and you're an Oriental!"

Maybe in order to humiliate Catherine, she deliberately aggravated her tone when talking about Orientals.

"Oh!"

Catherine looked at the table she used to sit at. Sure enough, there was an Oriental sitting there.

"Miss Catherine, please allow me..."

Finding the disappointment in Catherine's eyes, Clement realized that he had a chance to perform. Although this is a public concession, as the general inspector of the French concession, he still has a certain authority here.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Clemente! I think sometimes people can't be the same, can they?

Although she said so, Catherine still glanced at the table, which once left her too many good memories.

"..."

When he raised his hand, the afterglow of Chen Moran's eyes saw a beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman slowly came towards her.

She saw her green silk high, with a bright silk hair set on it, and a strand of hair hanging down from her temples and shaking from time to time. The long eyelashes set off the bright blue eyes, the nose is like a marble carving, the white cheeks are red, which is rare in Europeans, and the slender neck is hung with a thin chain of platinum, decorated with a shiny pink gem on the exposed white chest, setting off her skin more snow white.

A large V-shaped evening dress reveals a large chest, and the edge of the towering Ru room can be seen on the edge of the V-shaped dress. The plump Ru room almost wrapped the evening dress. The tight evening dress clung to the woman's waist like running water, setting off the willow's slender waist as if it was unbearable.

The plump buttocks hold up the dress in time, and the long hem of the dress can only reveal slender feet. Under her feet is a pair of red thin shoes, which set off the elegance of women.

A white fox skin is shouldered on the European beauty. When she was illuminated by the bright corridor lights, Chen Moran simply thought that it was a goddess who went down to earth, and her graceful posture was simply incomparable!

In an instant, he was stunned!!!

"Hi! Miss Catherine, I'm in a hurry..."

When Chen Moran was stunned by the beauty of this sudden European beauty, a bald and slightly fat man stood up fifty outside the next table.

"Charlie!"

When the woman's voice sounded, the sound like a clear spring made Chen Moran's mind flutter, and the beautiful voice was more beautiful.

With the white arm stretched forward, although there was a certain distance, when the woman stretched out her arm, Chen Moran still smelled a faint fragrance of a woman. The elegant perfume must belong to this woman.

Yu Guang looked at the woman's delicate white jade-like hand. Chen Moran believed that if he held it in his hand, the first feeling was delicate, and the second feeling might be soft and boneless.

Over the years, Chen Moran has seen many beautiful women, but such outstanding European beauties in front of him are the first!

Perfect!

I'm not leaving!

In an instant, Chen Moran made a decision, that is, the needle board, and he should also sit down here.