Driving through the night scene by car, Song Tianyao only found it funny to see Chu Xiaoxin's pretentious expression.

However, after being funny, I did admire Chu Er Young again. Although I am not a Puritan, when it comes to chasing the wind by the month, it is not Chu Er Young’s opponent at all. For example, Chu Er Young said before that he had dinner with the jockey, Song Tianyao I can’t think of finding a woman to have anything to do with a jockey. There are no female jockeys in Hong Kong now, and even if there are female jockeys, Song Tianyao feels that Chu Xiaoxin would not have an appetite for women with muscular legs or even crotches. Drooling, it’s in the 1950s, but there are no advanced care products that can help female jockeys take care of their skin.

Chen Xingfu drove the car and, at the urging of Chu Xiaoxin, came to the Durex Hotel. After Song Tianyao got off the car, the Indian security guard greeted him with a smile. Instead of using English, he spoke to Song Tianyao in blunt Cantonese for a long time. No, seeing that Song Tianyao had no luggage, he rubbed his hands a little awkwardly.

Song Tianyao took out a zero note and handed it to the other party. The security guard preempted the doorman to help Song Tianyao and Chu Xiaoxin open the hotel door. Song Tianyao did not rush in, but looked at Chu Xiaoxin who was telling Chen Xingfu to drive home first, and waited for Chen Xingfu. After driving away, Chu Xiaoxin came over while biting his cigarette and holding Song Tianyao's neck with a look of excitement: "Wait, you go to the front desk of the hotel and call my house. If you come back from the UK, invite me to eat. Rice."

Seeing that Chu Xiaoxin's brain was on the verge of losing control, Song Tianyao shook his head speechlessly, followed Chu Xiaoxin to the front desk of the hotel and picked up the phone to dial.

On the other side of the phone, the old butler of the Chu family, Uncle En, was stunned after hearing Song Tianyao's call. After asking Song Tianyao to hang up, the call came back soon. This time it was Chu Yaozong’s wife, Chu Er Shao. Her mother, Peng Xiulian, asked meticulously, asking Song Tianyao if she was tired when she came back, did she go home to see her parents, why didn't she come to Chu's house for dinner and so on.

Song Tianyao naturally responded to this kind of favor. Madam Chu was obviously at ease with Song Tianyao. Hearing Song Tianyao asked Chu Xiaoxin to chat with a few business friends, Madam Chu had no doubt. Maybe Song Tianyao had impressed her for so long. I don’t like wine and money, I only love doing business. I discourage Song Tianyao and Chu Xiaoxin from drinking less, and finally tell Song Tianyao a little bit that Chu Xiaoxin is already a well-known person with a wife. Let him take care of him outside. Don’t let Chu Xiaoxin be outside. Make a fool of yourself and become a laughing stock.

"Is it my mother?" Chu Er Shao said next to him: "It must be the call that Pei Ying asked my mother to call. My fiancee, who is not as sharp as a pretty girl, always goes to my house to accompany my mother every night. We had dinner together, and chatted with her until my mother fell asleep and then we would leave and go back to our two places to sleep. My mother seemed to be lowered her head. She was coaxed by her to obey, just like now, A phone call came, maybe it was Pei Ying explaining what my mother said behind her back. From the beginning to the end, an old mother told her son not to go home too late and not to drink too much."

Song Tianyao looked at Chu Xiaoxin and nodded thoughtfully. He felt a bit more profound about Lu Peiying's image. It wasn't that Lu Peiying was staring too hard at Chu Xiaoxin. It wasn't that Peiying Lu was jealous or jealous, otherwise Peiying Lu When Song Tianyao and Chu Xiaoxin met in the Silver Moon Ballroom, he took the initiative to help them invite two beautiful accompany dancers to accompany them. She can only say that Lu Peiying knows what she should do. She is the daughter of Lu Jiashu. In the future, the wealth and glory will be tied to Chu Er Shao, Chu Er Shao flies to Huang Tengda, the Lu Family’s support for Chu Er Shao will not be less, but if Chu Er Shao is an Adou who can’t support it, then it’s just a loss for the Lu Family. For a concubine daughter, the loss is equivalent to nothing.

What Lu Peiying worked hard to do at this time was actually no different from Song Tianyao herself, trying hard to save herself and Chu Xiaoxin, the person next to her pillow.

Chu Xiaoxin can name a central blood station after Lu Peiying. Whether it is in the crowd or in reality, Lu Peiying is unlikely to leave Chu Ershao again. It is just a little woman who hopes that her man can fight for some anger and not fall into Fengyue again. , Only a shooting star, Lu Peiying can’t stand in front of the stage and point fingers at Chu Xiaoxin’s business. She can only use this circuitous method to try to correct Chu Xiaoxin’s habit and make him more like a mature man, rather than a greedy man. , The second generation ancestor who hangs around the flowers.

Song Tianyao walked towards the hotel room with Chu Xiaoxin. As he walked side by side in the corridor, Song Tianyao opened his mouth and said to Chu Xiaoxin:

"Miss Lu is not jealous, for fear that you will pick up women outside."

Chu Xiaoxin curled his lips: "When it comes to women, you are inferior to me. Women in the world are all the same, so how can you not be jealous?"

"Even if Miss Lu is jealous, she won't want to tie you to her completely. She wants you to be more mature. Even if you are a woman, don't go to that kind of romantic place. After all, you are a Justice of the Peace. That kind of place is not good for your status." Song Tianyao said when the waiter leading the way stopped in front of a suite to help open the door.

Chu Xiaoxin tilted his head toward the suite: "I haven't married her yet, of course, it's not easy to make it too ugly, otherwise you think why you want to cover it specially, I really haven't been to those romantic places for a long time. "

After entering the room, Song Tianyao stood at the door and handed the waiter a tip. Chu Xiaoxin walked into the cloakroom of the master bedroom, opened the closet door, and signaled to Song Tianyao, who was leaning against the door and lighting a cigarette:

"have a look."

Song Tianyao raised his head and glanced at the closet. Inside were several sets of brand-new jockey outfits, including breeches, riding boots, gloves, and so on.

"Ask a jockey for dinner, there is no need to dress yourself up as a jockey, are those two jockeys your idols? Or did you take all your wealth on both of them?" Song Tianyao asked curiously.

The jockey suit does look heroic, but the problem is that Chu Xiaoxin is not a jockey, and wearing a jockey suit will not make Chu Ershao's social status look higher. The other J in the suit collar Brooches are not much more practical than this jockey suit.

"One set for one person, you will know when you put it on." Chu Xiaoxin has already begun to take off his suit jacket and hang it on the hanger.

Song Tianyao held a cigarette in one hand, and rubbed his face weakly with the other hand: "I'll forget it, right? It's a big deal, I'll go back to see my woman after dinner together. You don't need to introduce me."

With a serious face and righteous words, Chu Xiaoxin grabbed a jockey's vest and threw it towards Song Tianyao: "Even if you don't want to hook a girl, you have to change it, or how would you introduce you during dinner? Am I the jockey and you are the owner of the horse? Of course everyone is a jockey. After training the horse, come out to drink two cups and relax. Seeing that you are my confidant, I have taught you this self-made method of hooking girls. If I say it, I don’t know how many people will grab it. Come and worship me as a teacher."

"Would you like me to set a few tables and invite some relatives and friends to attend the apprenticeship banquet?"

The vest landed on Song Tianyao's head, covering Song Tianyao's entire face. Song Tianyao pulled the vest off and said helplessly at Chu Xiaoxin.

"Hurry up and change clothes. Those jockeys are very difficult to deal with. The most annoying people are being late."

"Wow, isn't it, you dignified justice of the peace, you are still afraid of the jockeys baa? Those jockeys dare to say you, and I will help you teach them myself." Song Tianyao exaggerated his sleeves, ready to help Chu Er at any time. Do less dogfighting.

"We will have dinner at the Harp Restaurant of the Queen's Wharf Yunxiao Palace Hotel. If we rush past, the two jockeys will leave, leaving me without a beautiful girl, and take you to the bed to pay off the debt." Chu Xiaoxin was not in a hurry to see Song Tianyao, and changed it. Kind of threat.

Song Tianyao dropped the cigarette **** altogether, was silent, and changed clothes quickly.

...

On Queen’s Road in the setting sun, the stone slabs on the road, the signboards on both sides, and the trees are all covered with a layer of gold. It is hard to see Chinese strolling in the streets, most of them are British. Bathed in the sunset, walking leisurely on this avenue. As for the Chinese, unless they continue to travel for essential work, otherwise they have already returned home by this time. The British Empire has allowed them to live on Hong Kong Island. They have been allowed to live on the tops of the hills. The sunset on Queen's Road is the only place we don't want to be disturbed in this colony.

On the benches by the road, there are young or older British men sitting on them in suits and leather shoes, or with their eyes closed and their heads raised, or with a mini Bible in their hands. Some British couples or couples will Passing along the street with these people resting on the side of the road, it seems that this whole street is not in Hong Kong, but gives them the feeling that they are still in Europe and still in Great Britain.

Most of the Chinese who appeared on this street at this time would only get the frowns and disdainful whispers of these superior British people. Only a few people could get the attention of these British people, such as Song Tianyao and Chu at this time. Xiaoxin, or because of the identity of the two at this time, the jockey.

Tight-legged breeches, shiny riding boots, and black riding attire maximize the appearance of the two people. Although there is no whip in their hands and no helmets on their heads, almost everyone wants to be in the first place when this outfit appears. For a moment, they recognized that these were two young jockeys who had just finished training horses from Happy Valley.

Although they are of the yellow race, they are the yellow race closest to the white race because they understand the high-level sport of horse racing.

"Big guy, walk down Queen's Road, plus this outfit, you are not afraid of which ghost woman will stop you halfway and chat with you? Can you hold up your English?" Song Tianyao tugged the riding clothes a little with his hand. Jacket, asked Chu Xiaoxin next to him.

Chu Xiaoxin looked around with his eyes and his face was as usual: "Then I will say that my horse owner is Chinese, right? If the horse owner is Chinese, it will not affect my communication. I train the horse first-class, regardless of whether I speak English or Chinese. talk."

The two walked into the Yunxiao Palace Hotel not far from the Queen’s Wharf. When they entered, Zheng Yutong, who happened to accompany a British ghost to get off the car, rubbed his eyes and felt that he might be dazzled just now. He was wearing a jockey costume. A person of seven or eight is like Song Tianyao.

"Mr. Beaver, please." Zheng Yutong retracted his gaze and walked towards Yunxiao Palace Hotel with the middle-aged ghost beside him.