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Chapter Seventeen Secret Date (1)

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    When Jing was paged by Gong Xiaojun again, she finally decided to meet this annoying Gong Xiaojun who kept pestering her. For safety's sake, she also gave Gong Xiaojun a meeting place and a code.

    "At 8 o'clock tonight, you are waiting for me in the dance hall of Longfeng Hotel," Jing said to Gong Xiaojun on the other end of the phone, "You have to sit on stage 3, and there is a piece of today's evening paper on the table."

    Gong Xiaojun thought Jing was a bit ridiculous, he wondered if there was something wrong with this woman's nerves

    "Hey, I said, the underground party is already the ruling party, you" Gong Xiaojun tilted his head, clamped the phone receiver in his neck, and waved his hands in the air, like someone who is giving an inaugural speech  America president.

    Jing hung up the phone before Gong Xiaojun finished speaking.

    Longfeng Hotel?  Gong Xiaojun couldn't figure out why Jing set the date at the Longfeng Hotel, which called him sad.  Gong Xiaojun thought, sometimes men are very strange, and some girls are not necessarily for sex, for example, with Zhuzhu.  At the beginning, Gong Xiaojun wanted to meet this woman named Jing mainly to borrow the 5,000 yuan he urgently needed from her. Now, he no longer needs it, and Min has already lent it to him.  Thinking about it now, Gong Xiaojun feels that he is still very naive sometimes. How could Jing, who has never met before, lend you five thousand yuan for no reason?  The reason why he called Jing again was because he had been uncomfortably idle for the past few days, and secondly because he was full of curiosity about Jing.  What kind of woman is Jing?  How much charm did she have that made Wang Lung go to jail repeatedly?  Why is Jing so reluctant to show up?  Gong Xiaojun has been a stubborn person since he was a child, and he will not give up until he achieves his goal.

    Gong Xiaojun hastily ate a few mouthfuls of food, and then prepared for this inexplicable date tonight. He didn't want to appear too shabby in front of Jing, even though he may never see each other again after a quick meeting tonight.  He washed his hair, shaved his beard, and put mousse on his hair. He took out the suit he made when he married Liu Yang and put it on. He looked at the mirror before and after, and finally appeared on Guangming Street.  When he was about to reach the entrance of Longfeng Hotel, he remembered that he forgot a very important thing©¤©¤the evening newspaper of that day.  At the intersection not far from the hotel, there was a newsstand. Gong Xiaojun used to buy evening newspapers from here.  However, today's evening paper is sold out early.  After careful questioning of the old man who sells the newspaper, he learned that the reason why today's evening paper is so popular is that it published a full-page newsletter documenting the city's crackdown on prostitution and whoring activities, and all of them are real people with real names.

    Gong Xiaojun couldn't help but get nervous immediately, he wondered if the reporters with these good things would write about him?  Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran to another newsstand at the south end of the road.  The Evening News finally bought it. There was no report about him, and in an unimportant chapter, only the names of two people he knew were mentioned.  Photos of Li Dongfang patrolling Guangming Street and Gao Diandian pleading guilty.  Gong Xiaojun felt relieved, and snorted at Li Dongfang, who had bright eyes and straight waist and straight chest in the photo, stuffed the evening paper into his pocket, turned around and walked back to Guangming Street, and entered Longfeng Hotel.

    "Zhuzhu has already left." At the gate, a service lady saw Gong Xiaojun, implying that he came to look for Zhuzhu again, so she said to him.

    Hearing Zhuzhu's name, Gong Xiaojun's face immediately turned red, and he was very glad that Zhuzhu left without saying goodbye, otherwise no one would be comfortable meeting anyone now.  But where did Zhuzhu go?  Was her leaving related to her own accident?

    The song and dance hall of Longfeng Hotel is on the third floor, and now there are singing voices coming from above.  Gong Xiaojun came to the third floor step by step on the stairs covered with red carpet.  At the entrance of the song and dance hall, he stopped for a while, panting heavily, he was thinking, he was already out of breath after climbing three floors, is he old?  He was only three to seven or eight years old, he said to himself, how could he be old?  The road to revolution is still very long.

    Entering the song and dance hall, he was greeted by the waiter and sat down on seat 3 next to the song platform.  Station No. 3 was semi-closed, and a candle illuminated Gong Xiaojun's face a little radiantly.  The evening newspaper was placed on the coffee table, and the page with the headline was printed outside. Gong Xiaojun was waiting for Jing to appear, just like Grandma Li and Li Tiemei in "Red Lantern" were waiting for the joints to sell wooden combs.  People appear the same.

    Grandma Li: Who are you?

    Agent: I sell wooden combs.

    Grandma Li: Do you have peach wood ones?

    Special Agent: Yes.

    It's broken, the password is wrong.  Gong Xiaojun couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, but he thought it was also very interesting.  Gong Xiaojun is very familiar with these lines. More than 20 years ago, when the model opera was popular all over China, his class once acted in this play. Min is Grandma Li, and Gao Diandian is the traitor Wang Lianju.  The spies selling wooden combs who only had a few lines in total.The dance hall was filled with smoke, the lights were dim, and there were already many guests sitting in several semi-enclosed boxes.  People who come here come in pairs or in groups, only Gong Xiaojun is alone.  He suddenly felt a little lost, like a baby abandoned by cruel parents.  Someone was already singing on the song stage, and with the rhythm of the music, someone also began to spin onto the dance floor and dance gracefully.  The girl named Jing hadn't appeared yet, Gong Xiaojun looked up at the door of the dance hall and wondered, did he have some neurological problems?  What does that brat named Wang Lung have to do with you?  What does this girl named Jing have to do with you?  What are you doing here?  What's the point even if you see Akira?  Could it be that she will donate the 50,000 yuan to you?  Are you looking for trouble?

    When Gong Xiaojun was thinking about this, the waiter had already brought several plates of snacks and a glass of beer to him. He sipped the beer, lit another cigarette and smoked, thinking about what to say when he saw Jing  .

    The waiter is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. His hairstyle reminds one of a famous male singer with a sissy mouth.  He didn't leave immediately after putting down the plate, but stood in front of Gong Xiaojun, with his hands behind his back, staring at Gong Xiaojun blankly.

    "It's okay, let's go." Gong Xiaojun found that the waiter standing here was a bit in the way, so he waved his hand and said.

    After hearing this, the waiter quickly made a smile, bent over and said softly to Gong Xiaojun: "Excuse me, sir, do you want the lady to accompany you?"

    When Gong Xiaojun heard this, it was as if someone had stabbed his ass with a needle, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he stared at the waiter sullenly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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