I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

The French Concession is bustling with traffic at night.

In the car, Wei Miao was wearing the suit vest that Lu Pingsheng bought for her, with a bow tie around her neck, looking like a rich young master.

"Brother Lu, why is it so grand this time?" Wei Miao's hand stroked the handkerchief in the pocket of his suit, as if he was already used to this kind of dress.

Lu Pingsheng, who was driving the car himself, had an unmistakable tone:

"It's quite important. It's a gathering of the upper echelons of the major consulates, and their families are in attendance."

After he finished speaking, he honked the horn to alert the child ahead who was about to run past.

Seeing the child being scolded by an adult by twisting his ear, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said happily:

"We are translating for the vice-consul and his family at the French Consulate in Shanghai."

Wei Miao was a little surprised. This was the highest level of foreigner she had come into contact with during this period of time.

"He has two children, a son and a daughter. The son is thirteen and the daughter is ten. These young ladies and young masters also need to socialize. Your task is to deal with these two young ones."

After hearing this, Wei Miao rolled his eyes and complained:

"The last time I went to the International Settlement to interpret for the British, I only got thirty French francs. How much is it this time?"

Lu Pingsheng held the steering wheel with one hand and his forehead with the other, and ended up touching his eye socket where he had been hit. He suppressed a cry of pain and said:

"You are just a half-grown child. Not only are you greedy for food, but you are also greedy for money. What's more, you already have enough money in your hands."

After saying this, he looked at Wei Miao's increasingly handsome face and muttered to himself:

I have to keep a close eye on her and have less contact with that playboy Wu Ziyang, otherwise she will become lustful.

Wei Miao disagreed with his statement, "Xiao Jiangsu said that when doing business, you have to have a fixed price and you can't change it."

Last time it was a private party, and Wei Miao just went to join in the fun. To put it bluntly, he went there to eat and drink, and got paid at the same time.

Seeing that Lu Pingsheng was silent, Wei Miao became familiar with him and became more relaxed. He continued:

"I only take the money that I deserve. But Brother Lu, you are deducting the child's pay, which is immoral."

Lupin was so angry that his teeth ached. He said unhappily, "I'll give you two hundred francs this time, okay?"

Seeing that Wei Miao was still not satisfied, he rubbed his temple and explained:

"I really didn't take any money this time. I was helping a friend."

Without waiting for Wei Miao to speak, he continued:

"My classmate Durand, who studied in France, is the nephew of the vice-consul. He invited me to help his family as an interpreter. Not only did I do it for free, but I also had to give him a gift. I paid for your money."

After listening to him, Wei Miao spoke without being moved at all:

"I only accept dollars or gold."

She knew that Lu Ping would never do anything useless, and he must have a purpose for caring so much about the French.

Even if Wei Miao didn't use his brain, he could figure out that it must be related to the oil and ammunition depot mentioned by the two foreigners in the flower hall last time.

Lupin turned his head towards the window angrily. These little brats were too smart to be fun at all.

Wei Miao obviously didn't want to let him go, and continued to find a topic to talk about: "Why did you fight with Xiao Wu Ge?"

Lu Pingsheng concentrated on driving and ignored her.

"Don't you like Miss Li?" Although Wei Miao was asking, it was an affirmative sentence.

Lu Pingsheng turned his head to look at her, "You don't like her either."

Wei Miao nodded and said casually:

"She is a very strange person. She obviously doesn't like Little Wu Ge, but she still wants to get entangled with him and pretends to like him. You can't tell from the surface, but her eyes are full of calculations. I don't like it."

After listening to this, Lu Pingsheng thought about the identity of Li Xiaoya that he had seen with his golden finger today, and said to Wei Miao sullenly:

"Stay away from her."

"She lives in our house. She can't be too far away."

Lupin breathed a sigh of relief. Now Shen City was full of Japanese businessmen with a good reputation.

Some are rice shop owners, some are cloth shop owners, and some are hostesses in pubs.

They were kind, cordial and polite to others, sympathetic to the poor and the elderly. In such troubled times, they won the favor of many ordinary people.

In fact, they are the "agricultural armed forces" assigned by Japan in an organized and planned manner.

Most of them were concentrated in the Northeast, and for this reason they were called the "Manchurian Development Group."

Since Shen City is an economic center, there are more delegated businessmen and elites.

But whether farmers or businessmen, they all have a mission before they come:

It means becoming "a compatriot who must put down his hoe and resolutely take up arms when something happens."

There are many people like Li Xiaoya who hide as Chinese and work for the Japanese.

They have been brainwashed by the Co-Prosperity Sphere and believe that only Japan can break this chaotic world and build an extremely powerful and prosperous new world.

Compared with the Japanese, Lu Pingsheng hated people like Li Xiaoya even more.

Wei Miao didn't wait for his answer for a long time, so he just looked at the scenery outside the window.

After getting off the bus, Lu Pingsheng handed Wei Miao a pass and said:

"Take this and take it out when you are confused."

Wei Miao had just taken the ID when he saw from a distance a tall blond man with blue eyes walking towards them with a smile on his face.

"LUKA, my old friend, long time no see. Did you put on makeup on your eyes specially today?"

Wei Miao watched the two grown men hug each other, touch each other's cheeks and then shake hands. It was obvious that they had a very good relationship.

Lu Pingsheng smiled and said, "Durand, it's only been half a month since we last met, and you've become even more handsome."

The young French man named Durand shrugged and said:

"Maybe the beauties from the East are just too nourishing."

"I don't agree with your point of view. I think the young women of France are more refreshing."

The two of them laughed lewdly at the same time.

Especially Lu Pingsheng, because of a black eye, his handsome face looks a bit vulgar.

Although introduced by an acquaintance, Wei Miao and Lu Pingsheng were still checked several times before they could enter the main venue.

Durand looked at Wei Miao, who was only as tall as Lupin, and asked:

"Is this the kid you mentioned who is fluent in foreign languages ​​from the Three Kingdoms?"

Lu Pingsheng unconsciously put on a hint of pride and said:

"He is definitely smarter than your genius cousin, especially in his knowledge of antiques. He is not inferior to me."

Durand obviously didn't believe it, but he was an easygoing young man, so he spread his hands and smiled:

"Oh, then Louis will soon have a strong opponent. It just so happens that he has recently become very interested in Eastern history and cultural relics."

As they talked, they walked to the auditorium of the main hall.

Looking around, you can see Eastern and Western faces mixed together, crowds of people, and elegant clothes.

Wei Miao has attended such dances many times.

Every time she set out from the alley and pushed open the door, she always felt as if she had stepped into a time and space channel and entered another world.

When the banquet was over, she took off her tight suit and put on the cotton-padded jacket made by Xu Ayu, wanting to exit the luxurious movie scene and return to reality.

Wei Miao understood that, like animals, humans were also divided into different levels.

Lu Pingsheng watched Wei Miao's eyes shining as they fell on the area where the food was placed.

He thought to himself: This kid must have been reborn as a ghost who died of starvation in his previous life.