He Wei''s room is small, which is better than being clean and tidy.


    "Lord Huo must have never lived in such a poor house." He smiled and stopped looking at Huo Yue.


    Huo Yue said, "my parents just died, and my uncle swallowed all my possessions. When I came to Yuecheng alone, I slept on the road for more than half a year."


    He Wei looked at him in surprise.


    Why did he suddenly talk about his past.


    "I''m too old to live in such a good house." Huo Yue said again.


    He Wei pursed his lips: "are you comforting me?"


    "Yes." Huo Yue said truthfully.


    The slightest memory in her heart was finally pressed to the bottom of her heart. She didn''t feel so burning when she looked at Huo Yue''s eyes again.


    "Would you like some tea?" He Wei said again and looked at the time at the same time.


    "No, let''s go." Huo Yue said.


    They went downstairs together and happened to meet a Jewish woman who came back from shopping at the gate of the first floor.


    The Jewish woman was very enthusiastic: "Miss He, is this your fiance? So handsome, you are a perfect match."


    He Wei''s ears were burning. He quickly explained that he was not his fiance, but just a friend he knew.


    "Oh, I thought it was Miss He''s fiance. You''re 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 could not understand what others said, so she was slowly relieved.


    This time there was a driver. She and Huo Yue sat in the back seat. Neither of them spoke.


    Like the last time we met, Huo Yue didn''t speak much and seemed preoccupied.


    He Wei only cares about his emotions.


    In a twinkling of an eye, the car arrived at the song and dance hall. The English speaking Indian waiter opened the door. He greeted huoyue and took huoyue to the reserved seat.


    Huo Yue said, "change me to a window seat on the second floor. I won''t be the front row."


    In each song and dance hall, there are more than ten chairs closest to the stage, which are reserved for guests who are either rich or expensive. After singing, the singers need to accompany these guests after stepping down.


    Huo Yue is a distinguished guest tonight, which is not surprising.


    Surprisingly, he can speak English, although it is a little rusty and stiff, and he can understand it.


    He Wei was frozen.


    She remembered the words of the Jewish woman at her door. Huo Yue also heard it at that time. What would he think?


    He Wei didn''t dare to look into his eyes.


    She thought about it carefully. Her own did show that she was not worthy of Huo Yue, so she washed away the suspicion that she wanted to stick him again?


    "Lord Huo, can you speak English?" He Wei''s face is still a little stiff.


    Huo Yue said, "if you ask someone to teach you a little, you can''t give up halfway. Since you intend to learn, you should learn it well, otherwise you won''t be made to do useless work?"


    He Wei''s heart seems to be stirred by something.


    What does he mean by that?


    She can''t think too much. She has to be amorous when she thinks about it.


    Just at this time, three female colleagues came together. They were all British. They were very warm and said hello to He Wei.


    "Lord Huo, I''ll go first." He Weidao.


    She almost ran away.


    The elegant room set by their bank is on the third floor, which can accommodate about 20 or 30 people. You can see the beauty contest downstairs.


    Several colleagues arrived first and talked about when Mr. Leighton would come.


    A moment later, Zhang Zhu also came.


    She saw he Wei, with a faint smile on her lips, and greeted him regardless of past grievances.


    Then, under the pretext of going to the bathroom, she went downstairs, found the little foreman of the song and dance hall, stuffed him with a handful of money and asked, "how''s the arrangement?"


    "I arranged it yesterday afternoon. Don''t worry." The little foreman said.


    Huo Yue just passed by and looked at Zhang Zhu.


    Zhang Zhu also saw him and glanced at Hong at random. Her face was inexplicably Red: I haven''t seen such a temperament and handsome man for a long time.


    He should not be young, but he is not detrimental to his handsome. His manners are elegant and his clothes are particularly luxurious, like a professor born in a large family.


    Zhang Zhu is an unmarried woman in the end. Her modesty was controlled by her and she didn''t catch up.


    Huo Yue returned to his seat. When Xijiu came, he ordered Xijiu: "pay attention to the back. Don''t ask Miss He to tell others."


    Xijiu said, "don''t worry. Lao sun is my old friend and former leader of the Green Gang. He knows the importance. No one dares to bully miss he here."


    In their elegant room, He Wei did not see Mr. Leighton and Mr. Ghent until 7:30. There were only a few colleagues.


    "I invited you to the beauty pageant. I heard there was a surprise tonight." Zhang Zhu suddenly said.


    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 my money in vain." Zhang Zhu pretended to be wronged.


    They quickly raised their glasses to Zhang Zhu.


    You don''t have to spend money and drink. You can watch such a fun beauty pageant. Relax on Sunday. Although your colleagues are disappointed, they won''t leave without knowing what''s good or bad.


    They also asked Zhang Zhu, "is there any happy event? Do you want to pay such an expense?"


    Zhang Zhu said with a smile, "I just want to cheer up for the surprise."


    "What surprise?" He Wei also asked.


    Zhang Zhu looked at her with a smile, and his expression was particularly happy, because He Wei would soon know what kind of surprise it was.


    She believes that this is enough for everyone to entertain for several years, and after Mr. Ghent knows he Wei''s worth, he will probably take action against him and will never harass Zhang Zhu again.


    Zhang Zhu wants to step He Wei into the mud with one foot.


    The beauty pageant on stage began.


    Those singers and dancers are all flirting for appreciation and evaluation.


    Zhang Zhu explained to his European colleagues: "in our custom, such women are all geisha women, just a different name."


    Colleagues said, "aren''t you a performer?"


    "No, they just learned some fashionable names. In essence, they are still geisha women. Whoever gets on the stage will be determined." Zhang Zhu continued.


    He Wei took a sip of wine lightly.


    Zhang Zhu''s Yu Guang glanced at her. These explanations were nothing more than to pave the way for calculating He Wei.


    At this time, twelve contestants finished the performance, followed by No. 13.


    Zhang Zhu was a little excited because she knew that He Wei, the performer who participated in the beauty contest on the 13th, was arranged by her.


    As long as He Wei is named in full view of the public and her colleagues know that she is actually a contestant in the women''s acrobatic competition, she will never want to hang out in the branch.


    Even if she is shameless and survives, the situation will be very bad. I''m afraid Mr. Ghent, who is as lecherous as life, will not let him go.


    Zhang Zhu looked nervously at the stage, and then heard the words on the stage: "contestant No. 13, Miss Zhang Zhu, Huamin, whose English name is Catherine." All the colleagues were shocked and looked at Zhang Zhu.