He Wei's room is very small. It's better to be clean and tidy.
"Mr. Huo must have never lived in such a poor house." He smiled, and never looked at Huo Yue again.
Huo Yue said: "my parents just passed away, my uncle swallowed all my belongings. When I came to Yuecheng alone, I still slept on the road for half a year."
He Wei looked at him in surprise.
How did he suddenly talk about his past.
"I'm too big to live in such a good house." Huo Yue added.
He Wei pursed his lips: "are you comforting me?"
"Well." Huo Yue said truthfully.
The memory in He Wei's heart finally faded, and she pushed it to the deepest part of his heart. She looked at Huo Yue again, but she didn't feel so hot.
"Do you have tea?" He Wei said again and looked at the time.
"No, let's go." Huo Yue Road.
They went downstairs together and met a Jewish woman who had bought vegetables at the gate of the first floor.
The Jewish woman was very enthusiastic: "Miss He, is this your fiance? It's so handsome. You're a perfect match. "
He Wei's ear roots were blazing. He quickly explained that he was not a fiance, but a friend he knew.
"Oh, I thought it was Miss He's fiance. You are a perfect match." Repeated the Jewish woman.
He Wei smiled bitterly: "I don't deserve it."
She was very embarrassed. Later, she thought that Huo Yue might not speak English, and she could not understand what others said. Then she was relieved.
This time there was a driver. She and Huo Yue were sitting in the back seat. Neither of them spoke.
Like the last meeting, Huo Yue's words are not many and he seems to have a lot to worry about.
He Wei only cares about his emotions.
In a flash, the car arrived at the singing and dancing hall. The English speaking Indian waiter opened the door. He greeted Huo Yue and led him to the reserved seat.
Huo Yue said: "give me a second floor window position, I don't do the front row."
In every dance hall, there are about ten chairs closest to the stage, which are reserved for non rich or expensive guests. After singing, the singers need to accompany the guests.
It's not surprising that Huo Yue is a distinguished guest tonight.
It's amazing that he can speak English, although it's a little rusty and stiff, and he can understand.
He Wei's whole life is frozen.
She thought again of the words of the Jewish woman at her door. At that time, Huo Yue also heard it. What would he think?
He Wei dare not look into his eyes.
She thought about it carefully, and she did show that she was not worthy of Huo Yue, so she washed and tried to stick him again, right?
"Mr. Huo, do you speak English?" He Wei's face is still a little stiff.
Huo Yue said: "please teach me a little. I can't give up halfway. Since you are going to learn, you should learn well. Otherwise, you will not be made to work without effort. "
He Wei's heart seems to be set aside by something.
What does he mean by that?
She can't think more, she has to be amorous.
Just at this time, three female colleagues came together. They were all British. They warmly greeted him.
"Mr. Huo, I'll go first." He Wei Dao.
She almost ran away.
The elegant room set by their bank is on the third floor. It can hold about twenty or thirty people. You can see the beauty contest downstairs.
Several of my colleagues arrived first and talked about when Mr. Leton would come.
A moment later, Zhang soo came.
She saw he Wei. There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips. She didn't care to say hello to him.
Then, under the pretext of going to the bathroom, she went downstairs, found the little leader of the dance hall, stuffed a handful of money for him, and asked, "how is the arrangement?"
"I arranged it yesterday afternoon. Don't worry." The foreman said.
Huo Yue just passed by and looked at Zhang Zhu.
Zhang Su also saw him, at random surprised Hong a glance, her face inexplicably Red: haven't seen such a temperament and handsome man for a long time.
He should not be young, but not to the detriment of his handsome, his demeanor with elegance, dress and extraordinarily luxurious, like a professor born in a large family.
Zhang soo is an unmarried woman in the end. She is so reserved that she does not catch up.
Huo Yue returned to his seat. When Xijiu came, he told Xijiu, "pay attention to the back. Don't call Miss He to follow others' way."
Xijiu said, "don't worry. Lao sun is an old friend of mine. He used to be the leader of the Green Gang. He knows the importance. No one dares to bully miss he here. "
He Wei and his colleagues did not see Mr. Leton and Mr. Ghent until 7:30.
"I invited you to the beauty pageant. I heard there was a surprise tonight." Zhang soo said suddenly.
Everyone was surprised.
All the invitations they got were supposed to be Mr. Leighton's welcome party.
"Why, don't you know? Then I spent money in vain. " Zhang Zhu pretends to be aggrieved.
Everyone quickly raised their glasses to Zhang Zhu.
There is no need to spend money and drink, but also to watch such a fun beauty pageant. Relax on Sunday. Although colleagues are disappointed, they won't leave the show unscrupulously.
They also asked Zhang Zhu, "what's the good news? Do you want to spend so much?"
Zhang Zhu said with a smile, "I just want to cheer for the surprise."
"What a surprise?" He Wei also asked.
Zhang Zhu looks at her with a smile, and looks very happy, because He Wei will soon know what kind of surprise it is.
She believes that this event will be enough for everyone to entertain for several years, and Mr. Ghent will probably fight against him after he knows his value, and will never harass Zhang Zhu again.
Zhang Zhu wants to step He Wei into the mud.
The beauty pageant on the stage began.
Those singers and dancers, all of them scratch their heads for appreciation and evaluation.
Zhang Zhu explained to his European colleagues, "in our custom, such women are all jinv, but they have changed their name."
"Aren't they performers?" the colleagues said
"No, they just learned some fashionable way of saying it. In essence, they are jinv. Whoever gets on the stage will be identified. " Zhang Zhu continued.
He Wei took a sip of wine.
Zhang Su's Yu Guangguang glances at her. These explanations are nothing more than foreshadowing for calculating He Wei.
At this time, twelve contestants finished their performance, followed by number 13.
Zhang Zhu is a little excited because she knows that the performer who participated in the beauty contest on the 13th is He Wei, which she arranged.
As long as He Wei was named in full view of the public and known by her colleagues that she was actually a contestant in the women's competition, she would never want to mix up in the branch.
Even if she is shameless and survives, the situation is very bad. The lecherous Mr. Ghent will not let it go.
Zhang Zhu looks at the stage nervously, and then hears the words on the stage: "contestant 13, Miss Zhang Zhu, Hua Min, whose English name is Catherine." All colleagues were shocked and looked at Zhang su.