Chapter 181: Warlord Young Commander vs. Shanghai's No. 1 Socialite 5
Chapter 181: Warlord Young Commander vs. Shanghai's No. 1 Socialite 5
The eldest son of the Zhang family is a frequent visitor to the Changsan brothel, which is a joke in the upper class.
Playboys have many tricks. They jokingly say that movie stars are first-rate, beauties in dance halls are second-rate, and those in brothels are vulgar.
"Knowledge!"
At this point, Chun Yuqing frowned and sternly stopped him.
But Miss Zhang was already furious and raised the perfume in her hand to throw it at Chun Zhiyi's face.
No one could react and pull her away. Chun Zhiyi was only good at talking, so she stood there and was hit on the head by the perfume bottle.
The perfume bottle clanged to the ground and broke, and a rich, sweet aroma filled the air.
Chun Zhiyi covered her head with her hands. She was not someone who would take a beating for nothing. She stretched out her hands and attacked Zhang Er head-on.
Chunnianren was having breakfast in the small restaurant. There was a bunch of fresh yellow roses in the Western vase on the dining table, pure and romantic.
"big sister."
Chun Yuqing came in from outside the hall, walked quickly up to her, and looked at her hesitantly as if he wanted to say something. Whenever Chun Zhiyi and Zhang Er fought, her eldest sister had to step in to deal with it before her father could get past her.
Seeing that she looked embarrassed, Chun Nianren asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Chun Yuqing explained with a headache: "It's about Zhiyi's love of collecting perfumes. She heard that Wing On Department Store had just received a bottle of high-end French perfume, so she went there early in the morning."
"The manager said it had been sold out and we had to wait. Zhiyi just wandered around there and then... bumped into Miss Zhang Er."
"Miss Zhang Er probably went there for the perfume, but she got angry when she didn't buy any. Seeing Zhiyi there, she took her anger out on her and said some unpleasant things. You know Zhiyi's temper, big sister."
"She heard about the incident last night when Miss Zhang tried to snatch your watch from you, so she used you to piss off Miss Zhang, and she got hit and started fighting."
After listening to this, Chun Nianren put down the knife and fork in his hand.
“Is it serious?”
Chun Yuqing said angrily: "Zhiyi's injury is not serious..."
How about the art of language? Chun Nian raised his eyebrows.
"What happened to Zhang Er?"
"Broken...disfigured."
In the flower hall of the main building, Chun Zhiyi had returned from the hospital after having his "wound" bandaged.
Chun Nianren walked into the living room and saw her lying on the sofa with a telephone receiver in her hand, not knowing who she was chatting with.
Chun Zhiyi had a bandage on his forehead, which looked very serious, but he was leisurely sitting with his legs crossed as if nothing had happened.
"I heard you were beaten. Let me take a look."
Chun Zhiyi hung up the phone in a hurry when he heard the voice, sat down, then stretched out his hand, pinched his thumb and index finger, and made a little gesture to Chun Nianren.
"Sister, I'm fine. I just have a swelling, but the skin isn't even broken."
Chun Nianren sat next to her and looked her up and down.
Chun Zhiyi happily came to her side and squeezed on the single sofa with her.
"Sister, the manager of Wing On Department Store told me that the bottle of perfume is in your hands."
Perfume? Chun Nianren thought about it and thought it should be the bottle that Shen Tingzhou bought as a gift last night. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
"want to?"
Chun Zhiyi nodded continuously with her sparkling eyes like a puppy.
Chun Nianren put his fingertips on her forehead to keep her distance.
"Then tell me, have you figured out how to deal with this matter today?"
Chun Zhiyi smiled, revealing a pair of small, pointed canine teeth, looking very proud.
"I won't suffer any loss. Just wait. The Zhang family will definitely come to apologize soon."
Chun Yuqing was troubled by her.
"You disfigured Zhang Er, and the Zhang family came to apologize to you?"
Chun Nianren smiled calmly and looked at Chun Zhiyi.
"What are you planning?"
Chun Zhiyi whispered secretly: "General Shen asked Dad to be the director of the Finance Department."
Haru and Haru: "What does this have to do with your fight?"
"There are smaller bosses under the big bosses, and the Shanghai clique also has the Zhang clique and the Jiang clique. Right now, there is a fierce fight between the factions in the Shanghai clique."
Chun Zhiyi analyzed calmly.
"Last night, the governor personally came to our house to invite dad because of the recent military funding issue. He not only wants dad to contribute money, but also wants dad to contribute his strength. Who dares to offend our Chun family at this time? If Miss Zhang Er dares to hit me today, just wait, Miss Zhang Er will cry."
Chun Nianren smiled and nodded: "Yeah, a little clever."
Chun Yuqing grabbed Chun Zhiyi's ears and squinted her eyes.
"You are a fox borrowing the power of a tiger. Are you able to come up with those things just now?"
She knows Chun Zhiyi too well. She is clever, but she can even talk about current political affairs in great detail. There must be something fishy going on.
"I saw you hanging around outside Dad's study last night? Did you eavesdrop on what Big Sister and Dad were talking about? How dare you do such a thing?"
Chun Zhiyi's eyes suddenly widened, and when he met Chun Nianren's half-smile, he felt a chill on his back and admitted it guiltily.
"Big sister, I just went to ask dad for money. I only heard a little bit, just a little bit."
Chun Nianren looked at her with a smile, and his eyes were meaningful.
Military power is the supreme power on the surface.
The economy is the lifeblood of the secret state apparatus.
Just at this moment, the third concubine came out of the kitchen with dessert and coffee. She first glanced at Chun Zhiyi unhappily, and then eagerly brought the coffee to Chun Nianren.
"Miss, freshly brewed coffee, coffee~"
Chun Nianren looked at Chun Juntang's third wife, who was still graceful, humorous and smart.
"Thank you for your hard work, auntie."
"No hard work, no hard work."
The third concubine smiled happily.
"It was given to me by the wife of the Consul General of the British Consulate. They like this abroad, so we'd like to try it for fun."
After she said that, she turned around and poked Chun Zhiyi on the forehead.
"You should take a break. Who knows what the tabloids will write tomorrow! Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. It's such a joke for a daughter of a famous family to be pulling someone's hair out in public."
Chun Zhiyi was not afraid at all. She covered her forehead and pretended to cry out in pain.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I know those tabloid reporters well! Don't worry, it's all Zhang Er's fault!"
The third concubine really couldn't cry or laugh.
"You have been able to get through all kinds of connections. You are really amazing. When your father comes back, you will cry!"
"Miss, just ignore her. She has a very vicious mouth. She can make anyone die of anger. She only causes trouble for the family!"
Chun Nianren smiled, picked up the coffee and took a symbolic sip.
"Father has already accepted the appointment from Governor Shen. If the Zhang family is obedient, they will come to our door with an apology."
"As for the incident where Zhiyi had a falling out with someone, I will talk to my father and deduct her pocket money for two months, and we will let it go at home."
"But since Zhiyi is injured, he should just stay at home and recuperate for the next few days. He should act more convincingly."
Upon hearing this, the Third Auntie smiled and pushed Chun Zhiyi, urging her, "Why don't you thank your elder sister quickly?"
Chun Zhiyi hugged Chun Nianren's arm and became more and more coquettish.
"Thank you, big sister. What about the perfume?"
She is still thinking about it.
"for you."
Chun Nianren couldn't help laughing and reminded her, "The Zhang family came to apologize, and it should be Madam Zhang who came. No matter who wins or loses in the private political game, you and Zhang Er will both be punished with twenty lashes in public."
Before Chun Zhiyi understood, the Third Aunt said hurriedly, "I know, I know. Commander Zhang's wife has come to apologize for what happened between our youngest daughters. We are not a family that is arrogant or rude. Zhiyi will reflect on her mistakes at home. I will also prepare a gift to express my apology for hurting Miss Zhang II..."
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