lcionline Chapter 210: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 210: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
When Lu Pingsheng returned to the alley early in the morning, he felt that there were many unfamiliar faces around him.
Cui Liping, who was absent-mindedly making scallion pancakes, saw Lu Pingsheng and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Mr. Lu, give me a scallion pancake."
Lu Pingsheng looked at the oil spots on his hands. Cui Liping didn't even cry out in pain, but looked at him straight, full of nervousness.
"Give me two." Lu Pingsheng said, and then said to the little Jiangsu who was cooking wontons next to him:
"Give me a bowl of wontons."
Xiao Jiangsu agreed and started cooking wontons. Lu Pingsheng's eyes paused for a moment on the extremely quiet wonton stall, and his expression froze.
"A Miao didn't come for breakfast. He said last night that he wanted to buy out both of your stalls early in the morning..."
Little Jiangsu quickly raised his head and glanced at Lu Pingsheng, saying:
"A Miao is a kid who likes to sleep in."
Lu Pingsheng rubbed his brows and said, "It's all my fault. Last night, Mr. Zeng and Lu Shaojie insisted on letting me go to the dance hall. We made a lot of noise all night. I'm afraid I'll have to sleep for half a day to recover during the day."
When Cui Liping heard Lu Shaojie's name, his eyes lit up. When he was in society, he had heard of this romantic figure and everyone envied him to death.
"I saw Master Lu leaving your house yesterday. He was very happy."
Lu Pingsheng took his mushy scallion pancake, pretended not to see it, blew on it, and took a big bite.
"Brother Cui, you still need to learn more about making cakes from Grandma Cui, or you won't be able to catch up when I come back to eat them."
Cui Liping said, "Mr. Lu, have you found a house? If the Wei family moves out, you will move out too. If my mother knows, she will be sad again."
There was nothing Lu Pingsheng could do about it.
It would be unreasonable for him to still live in a small alley in the Chinese civilian area after winning tens of millions in the casino.
As an agent, irrationality is the greatest danger.
So he found a shabby but large Western-style house diagonally opposite the gendarmerie in the Japanese Concession.
We are now spending a lot of money on renovations and will move in as soon as they are completed.
Looking at Cui Liping's somewhat sad expression, Lu Pingsheng swallowed the scallion pancake in his mouth and was about to speak when the man who was sitting at the wonton stall with his back to Lu Pingsheng stood up.
Feng Chuanfeng turned his head and looked at Lu Pingsheng with a polite and gentle smile.
"Mr. Lu, I have heard a lot about you."
Lu Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat when he looked at the unfamiliar face, but his expression was just the right amount of bewilderment.
"you are?"
Feng Chuanfeng approached Lu Pingsheng and showed him his ID.
Lu Pingsheng glanced at his special W certificate, looked Feng Chuanfeng up and down, and then said:
"What's the matter?"
Feng Chuanfeng stared at Lu Pingsheng's reaction almost without blinking, feeling a little regretful that this man had no flaws.
"Mr. Lu, we are looking for you because there are gang members in the house you rented out. We need you to cooperate with our investigation."
Everything seemed to connect together: the extra car at the entrance of the alley, the sudden appearance of a stranger, Cui Liping's unnatural expression, and Xiao Jiangsu's sudden silence.
Lu Pingsheng frowned, "Where are the people in my house?"
Feng Chuanfeng chuckled and said:
"Mr. Lu, don't be nervous. These are just routine interrogations. After the interrogation, if there are no problems, they will be released naturally."
Lu Pingsheng looked at him for a long time and said thoughtfully:
"I don't care about others, but there is a kid named Wei Miao in there, can you let him out first?"
Feng Chuanfeng turned his head to look at Hu San.
Hu San whispered a few words into his ear.
Feng Chuanfeng pushed up his glasses, curled his lips and smiled:
"Mr. Lu, I said that as long as you cooperate, everything will be fine."
Lu Pingsheng looked coldly at the gentle man in front of him, anger rising in his heart.
"you dare!"
A cold light flashed in Feng Chuanfeng's eyes behind his glasses. If he had not investigated this man's background, why would he be so hypocritical with him in this alley?
As a wealthy man, he did not live in the concession, but instead lived in a small alley in the Chinese area.
But from the conversation just now, this guy is also going to move away.
Feng Chuanfeng's doubts disappeared a little, and he said politely to Lu Pingsheng:
"Mr. Lu, please cooperate with our work."
Lu Pingsheng's face was gloomy. "Okay, but I need to make a few calls."
Feng Chuanfeng opened his wallet, took out five French francs and placed them on the wonton table.
"Sure, there's a phone in my office."
Lu Pingsheng's expression did not change, but he felt relieved in his heart. He turned around and got into Feng Chuanfeng and his friends' car.
In the car, Feng Chuanfeng looked through the window at the entrance of the alley and said with a smile:
"The one that made the scallion pancakes was the one that Mr. Lu rescued from the Inoue Mansion?"
Lu Pingsheng looked at Feng Chuanfeng.
"That woman came back drunk last night. We happened to see her and took her away with us."
Lu Pingsheng turned his head to the window, refusing to communicate with this person who seemed brave but was actually stupid.
The current situation in Shen City is unclear, and the Japanese undercover personnel in Nanjing are keeping a close eye on it.
As long as the Mei Agency's several special W organizations get any clues, they will come over like a cat smelling blood.
This person actually showed up in public and arrested him, a man with a background of working in a Japanese agency.
I don’t know if it’s self-confidence or arrogance.
He knew that the main target of the Party Affairs Investigation Bureau was the Red Party, and that the conflict with the Japanese was not great. After all, their main task was to attack all parties outside the Party and control public opinion and thought.
But the Japanese don't care which area you are in charge of. In their eyes, you are all foreigners. If they kill one more person, one more of their people can live.
In prison, Wei Miao, with his short legs crossed and bare feet, was eating a greasy chicken leg and talking eloquently.
"Lu Shaojie's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, but there were still three fives on the table..."
The man from the prison opposite interrupted, "No, didn't he say three sixes?"
Others retorted, "Who cares? It's a leopard anyway."
The patrolman leaning against the prison railing also said, "That's right, Mr. Lu won anyway."
Wei Miao looked at the empty plate with some regret. She missed the buffet at 181 a little.
"What happened next? Did the man surnamed Lu just admit defeat?"
Wei Miao said with little interest: "What if you don't admit defeat? Uncle Zhang bought the ten thousand acres of fertile land in Jiangnan at a price that was 10% lower than the market price."
Someone sighed, "It's said outside that it was bought, but in fact, not a penny was paid."
Wei Miao was thinking about the more than ten boxes of gold he had swallowed up, and was hesitating whether to say a few words on behalf of Uncle Zhang.
After all, the food in his casino was delicious, and the gold was pretty tasty.
As she was hesitating, she heard someone outside shouting, "Wei Miao, Wei Miao, someone's looking for you."
Wei Miao grinned, Brother Lu came to rescue her.
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then quickly used her sleeve to wipe the oil off the corners of her face and mouth. Her eyes quickly turned red, and she looked through the gap towards the direction of the prison entrance.
"It's you?"
Wei Miao looked at the person who came, his slender eyebrows and eyes slightly widened, which made him look quite cute.
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It will take a few days at most, and then it will return to normal. I will catch up on what I need to catch up on.