Chapter 39: Moses Moses

  Emerald Song and Dance Hall, on the magnificent stage with dazzling lights, a tenor is singing the patriotic song "Motherland" with great momentum.

  Since before National Day, including Feicui Song and Dance Hall, Bailu Men Nightclub and other entertainment venues such as bars and tea houses in Wushan City have undergone some rectification under the supervision of the cultural department. The decadent sounds temporarily disappeared, and during the entire National Day period, they were all singing praise songs. Now, although it is already mid-October, before receiving notification from the cultural department, the patriotic theme programs of various nightclubs are still continuing.

  Seriousness and flashiness, totalitarian control and boisterous freedom, the contest in this Special Economic Zone is almost a microcosm of the 1980s.

  At the bar in front of the high stool, Lu Zhong slowly savored a glass of brandy. Next to him, Wang Shangfei whispered something.

  "Oh? The eyewitness is a security guard at Baidu?" Lu Zhong put down his wine glass, his eyes flashing.

  Anyway, Lu Zhong was quite curious about the case and wanted to get to the bottom of it, so he asked Wang Shangfei to secretly investigate.

  Wang Shangfei nodded: "Yes, this man is called Qiao Si'er. He's a scoundrel who does all sorts of bad things, but has never done anything good. However, this kid is quite tight-lipped now. Once Xiao Wu got him drunk and asked him about the case, he didn't leak a word, and refused to say anything."

  "Come on, I'm afraid of trouble, this kid is quite popular at Baidu. Lu Ge, otherwise, let's give him some money? This son of a bitch, loves money like his life!" Wang Shangfei said cautiously.

  Feicui and Bailuomen were the highlights of Wushan Entertainment at that time. It is rumored that Bailuomen's background was even more complicated, especially since both sides had been provoking each other for a long time. If they lightly moved against Bailuomen's popular horse, it would easily lead to a large-scale gang fight.

  So Wang Shangfei carefully put forward a suggestion to buy it with money.

  Lu Zhong smiled and said, "I was just thinking of telling you about this." He took out a deposit slip and handed it to Wang Shangfei, saying, "The brothers who handle things are also hardworking. You take a look and arrange it. If the money is not enough, you can tell me."

  Wang Shangfei knew that Lu Zhong had a bad temper and had previously been scolded by him for being slow in handing over money, so he didn't decline this time either. He took the deposit slip and said, "Thanks, Brother Lu!"

  Lu Zhong smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Still the same words, when doing things, they must be reasonable and lawful!"

  Wang Shangfei nodded: "Don't worry, Lu Ge, I understand." If something happens, he will take the blame.

  Then, Wang Shangfei suddenly looked back in surprise. Amidst the sound of high heels clicking, a refined and elegant white-collar woman walked over. Her exquisite silver-gray professional suit shone softly under the light, making her look even more dignified and elegant. The white floral-patterned blouse with folds inside the suit, combined with her raven-black long hair cascading down like a waterfall, set off her charming face radiating brilliance.

  The tight-fitting professional suit showcased her S-shaped seductive curves, and her slender figure attracted countless malicious gazes.

  "Su Mi Ma Sai......" The beauty stood behind Lu Zhong, waving shyly.

  Wang Shangfei smiled and stood up to leave, Lü Ge seemed uninterested in women all along, but today... was it a chance encounter? It looked like it was with a Japanese woman. Wang Shangfei let out an envious sigh, foreign monks are good at chanting scriptures, and foreign women are the same, especially beautiful Japanese women, their seemingly innate gentle nature and endearing voices can satisfy men's desire for conquest to the greatest extent, truly a man's ultimate fantasy.

  When I was a waiter in Shenzhen, I had served Japanese beauties. After a few encounters, I felt that this is what it means to be a woman. Even as strangers, their polite speech would make you feel infinitely dignified and masculine. At the time, I even thought that if I could spend one night with this beauty, it would be worth dying for.

  Think about it, that Japanese beauty back then was far less beautiful and sexy than this lovely woman.

  Wang Shangfei flew away, lost in thought, and gradually walked further and further away.

  Lu Zhong turned around and saw the Japanese beauty, who looked like she had done something wrong, staring at him timidly. It was none other than Xiangjiang Xunzi, the one who had hit him on the forehead before.

  "Rusan, is that really you?" Kayo Kagawa's pretty face showed a hint of surprise, and then slightly embarrassed, she lowered her head slightly and apologized: "I'm sorry about what happened last time, I misunderstood you, Rusan, please forgive me!"

  Lu Zhong waved his hand: "It's been a long time ago, I almost forgot." Then he looked at Xiangjiang Xunzi strangely, "How do you know my name?"

  Kagawa Junco said: "No, I only know your surname, the hotel service staff told me, I've been looking for you for a long time, but they said you just came to find someone, and they couldn't find you either." Then, slightly uneasy, asked: "Am I too abrupt? Shouldn't have chased after them to ask about you, really sorry! I was so eager to find you!"

  Looking at this timid Japanese beauty who keeps apologizing to herself, and thinking about the same woman in front of me that day, using various tools to beat herself up, it's really hard to imagine that she is the same person.

  "No need to apologize, there's an old Chinese saying that goes 'the ignorant are not to blame', it was just a misunderstanding." Lu Zhong waved his hand and turned back to pour himself another glass of cognac. Tonight, he had many things to think about carefully.

  Who would have thought that Xiang Feng would make a move on Lu Zhong, but instead Xiang Chunzi sat down in the high chair next to him and said to the bartender: "Sumi Masai, I'll have a glass of non-alcoholic fruit juice." And then pointed at Lu Zhong, "Lu San's tab for today, please put it all on my bill."

  Lu Zhong was taken aback and said, "Never mind."

  Kagawa Junco, however, took out some large knots from her beige shoulder bag and handed them to Lu Zhong, saying: "Lu, I'm really sorry for the inconvenience. This is the medical bill, please take it."

  Lu Zhong waved his hand: "No need." He pushed the money back to her.

  But Kagawa Junco pushed the money back over, "Please, you must take it!"

  Lu Zhēng was just polishing Zhang Qingtian's matter, and by the way, he also sent the money back, saying: "It's said that it's not used." If it were someone else, with Lu Zhēng's personality of not liking to drag things out, maybe they would have accepted it, who cares about this little bit of money?

  But opposite me was a foreigner, and the situation was different.

  On Wushan, especially in the tourist areas, vendors who see foreigners are like mosquitoes seeing blood, they really are ruthless. This makes some foreigners evaluate Chinese people poorly, thinking that Chinese people are money-eyed and of low quality.

  In the eyes of Japanese people like Kagawa Junko, most Chinese are poor, so they just beat themselves up and giving some money is the best compensation.

  In fact, I didn't even go to the hospital for bandaging. That little cut stopped bleeding quickly, what's the point of taking her money?

  Kagawa Junco stuffed the money over again, "Please, I beg of you, take it."

  Lü Zhēn was getting impatient, furrowing his brow and saying: "Are you sick or something?!" He picked up the dozen or so large dumplings and slammed them onto the counter in front of Xiangchuan Junzi, saying: "Go wherever you want to go! I'm thinking here, are you annoying me?!"

  Kagawa Junco was startled, repeatedly saying sorry, put the money back in her bag, then picked up the juice that the bartender had just brought over and drank it quickly through a straw, wanting to finish it off and leave as soon as possible.

  What's wrong with this wine?

  As a bartender, he can see the truth that many people cannot see. Others do not know who Lu Zhong is, but he knows that this young man in front of him, dressed slightly out of date, is not ordinary. Fei Ge respectfully calls him "Lu Ge" and even seems to be afraid of this Lu Ge. Another time, the bartender saw Huang Zong fawning on "Lu Ge", smiling and flattering him. This "Lu Ge" really has a great background.

  No matter how big your temper is, towards such a beautiful woman, especially a gentle and polite Japanese beauty who makes one's heart feel soft, how can you have this attitude?

  This is also speechless.

  Kagawa Atsuko suddenly started coughing, but it was because she had drunk too quickly.

  She covered her mouth with her small white hand, and then hastily took out a handkerchief from her bag to wipe the spilled drink on the bar, bowing her head repeatedly to apologize, "Sorry, sorry, sorry..."

  Lu Zhong looked at her helplessly, what's going on? Can't you just let me think quietly for a moment?

  Kagawa Junco couldn't help but notice the panic in her beautiful eyes, and Lu Zhong thought to himself, Am I that scary?

  "Relax, it's very safe in China, safer than Japan. Take your time drinking, no one will rush you!"

  "Ah, ah, sorry, sorry." Yuko Kagawa apologized again in a very Japanese way.

  Lu Zhong then said to the bartender, "Give this lady a cup of peach juice, on me."

  The bartender didn't care that there were still people waiting in line for juice and hastily squeezed some peach juice, which he then presented to Ayako Kagawa.

  Lu Zhong knocked on the table again: "This is our local specialty, Qinglong peach sauce, try it, it tastes very good."

  Kagawa Junco sucked on the straw and took a sip, indeed, in the thick sweetness there was a hint of acidity, mouth and tongue were refreshed, teeth and gums fragrant.

  "How is it?" Lu Zhong asked with a smile.

  "Not bad, thank you for the introduction." Kagawa Junco nodded happily and raised her head to see Lu Zhong's smile. Suddenly, she felt that this man was not so scary after all, but rather, somewhat endearing.

  Lu Zhong asked: "I think you're quite afraid of Chinese people? What's wrong today? You came to the bar to drink by yourself? You've got a lot of guts, huh?"

  "Ah, I came with my colleagues." Mentioning her colleagues, Kagawa Junko's pretty face clouded over slightly.

  Recently at work, I've been feeling somewhat unfulfilled.

  Although Kagawa Junko has been making an effort to show a positive side, hoping to gain recognition from her colleagues with her strong work ability, in Japan's male-dominated workplace, she wants to have her own place.

  But in fact, deep down, Kagawa Junko is still a traditional Japanese woman, very gentle and even a bit weak, which was formed under the heavy pressure of Japan's patriarchal society and the education of male superiority over female inferiority since childhood, and can't be changed no matter what.

  Let's just say today, when receiving officials from Mitsubishi Headquarters' Asian Investment Department, at the dinner table, she simply became a plaything for these men. As the representative of Wuyue Mountain Representative Office in China, she didn't receive any due respect.

  Even gradually, Mr. Akutagawa from the Asian investment department treated her as a drinking companion, and Representative Yamamoto and Deputy Representative Tanaka pushed the waves to help her. She couldn't bear this insult, so she found an excuse to escape and didn't want to go back again.