Although Zhou Sen was a rich second generation before, he was still a nobody in nature, and Anthony's father was also a low-key person.
Therefore, I basically don’t take him to participate in large-scale social banquets like this.
His original self was not that gregarious, and he may have had low self-esteem. He just made friends with some second-generation ancestors who lingered in the land of fireworks.
However, these people only value his financial strength, and no one behind them thinks highly of him, and he knows this very well.
He is a Chinese, but he was adopted by Belarus. The Chinese looked down on him because he had a Belarusian adoptive father. He used to be just a little beggar without a father and mother. The Belarusian social circle did not accept him very much, even if his It’s no use that he speaks better Russian than many second-generation Belarusians who grew up in Ice City.
It’s very uncomfortable to be caught in the middle and not get a sense of identity from the ethnic group.
In fact, he had mistaken the direction of his ethnic identity. The people he had befriended in the past were actually just people who relied on their family's wealth and power. They left their families and identities and came back to join this society. Worse than him.
There are many such examples. There are many people whose family management is miserable and suddenly have flaws. These people are still qualified to laugh at him, and they have even disappeared long ago.
This is a matter of mentality.
Although it is a bit restrictive, as long as you adjust your mentality, nothing will be a problem.
"I estimate that the number of topics we talk about is more than that of the newlywed couple who haven't appeared tonight." Zhou Sen reached for a glass of champagne and handed it to Bai Lan. He also took a glass and whispered to Bai Yulan.
"Regret it?"
"No, you don't regret it. What do I regret?" Zhou Sen chuckled. He came here tonight not just to make his relationship with Bai Yulan public and to stimulate Su Wenqing.
"Let's go over and sit down. The ceremony will probably take a while." Zhou Sen took Bai Yulan's hand and said, "Your hands are so cold. If I had known better, I should have brought the hand warmer in."
"That thing can be carried by you along the way..." Bai Yulan rolled her eyes at him.
"Yu Lan, no one told you that you look pretty when you roll your eyes."
"Virtue."
"Hehe, in the eyes of outsiders, it's just me who is on top of you. Isn't it the right thing to serve you tea, water and things?"
"We've had enough limelight, and we'll leave soon." Bai Yulan lowered her voice and said. In this kind of situation, she still has to give her master some face. If it makes a big fuss, it won't look good, and she will become a loser. Yes, not cost-effective.
"Wait until the protagonist comes, after the banquet?"
"You want to meet my bride, right? Why, do you regret it?" Bai Yulan asked with a wave of eyes.
"Since we are here, it is not appropriate to say hello and leave without seeing the rightful owner. Then Su Wenqing will think that we are guilty." Zhou Sen explained.
"That's true..."
Although Bai Yulan and Zhou Sen deliberately avoided her, she was the most charming and topical in the audience today, so people kept coming over to say hello.
Zhou Sen naturally stayed with her all the time and took the opportunity to help her get out of a lot of troubles. He was completely considered a "caring boyfriend".
In this way, Zhou Sen's identity is gradually confirmed, and there is no need to announce anything to the outside world.
Su Wenqing was so proud that Mayor Feng, the mayor of Bingcheng Special City, also came. In addition, Bai Mingen, the director of the police department, was also present.
Then the business community stopped talking. Basically everyone who received the invitation came, and even Qin Laoqi sent his eldest son Qin Xiong.
Qin Xiong looked like he was in his thirties and looked gentle, but Zhou Sen clearly felt a coldness that made him uncomfortable.
At the Nangang Police Station, he saw Song Pinyuan, the former section chief of the Security Section, and Bai Shoutian, the investigation director of the Special Agent Section.
The relationship between Bai Shoutian and Su Wenqing is said to be good in private.
The Japanese at the National Police Agency did not see any of them, but they did see Kato Kaichi, the captain of the Japanese gendarmerie stationed in Ice City.
Although he has never met the deputy editor-in-chief Orenikov and the president Osawa Hayabusa of "Songjiang Daily News", this Japanese person has been clearly stated in the internal information given by Jin Suying that this person is in Ice City. News and public opinion publicity has a huge influence in this field.
Moreover, he is qualified to know the secret of "Serkin". Obviously he has another identity, and this identity cannot be offended.
Ogawa Matsuo, the section chief of the Anti-Smuggling Section of the Glacier Monopoly (Opium) Department. Su Wenqing's opium business is so big. How could it be possible without the Japanese behind it?
When the Ningxiang Pavilion was not closed, it was the only one in Bingcheng that did not sell such harmful things.
This is one of the reasons why the business of Ningxiang Pavilion is declining.
A small engagement party showed Su Wenqing's strong strength and connections in Bingcheng.
"So, are you afraid of being an enemy of such a person?" Bai Yulan could see that Zhou Sen was extremely uneasy at the moment.
It would be strange if he was as calm as water.
"Everything Su Wenqing is today is not due to his hard work. If he had not taken refuge with the Japanese, and the Japanese happened to need to support him, how would he be today? His wealth was actually used to marry others. Just clothes." Zhou Sen said.
A strange figure flashed in Bai Yulan's eyes, Zhou Sen could actually say such insightful words.
This is a truth that many people cannot understand in their lifetime.
"Bingcheng cannot be dominated by one family. Only two strong powers can compete with each other. Only the Japanese can have both sides, control the overall situation with the smallest force, and gain the greatest benefits." Bai Yulan said.
"The Japanese also wanted to cooperate with Lao Ma, right?" Zhou Sen suddenly turned sideways and asked in a low voice.
Bai Yulan was shocked, and she grabbed Zhou Sen's arm with a strong force.
"Although Lao Ma is not a good person, he is not willing to collude with the Japanese and harm his own compatriots, something that will last forever."
Zhou Sen nodded.
The Japanese will never allow a person to live in the world who does something against their will. Killing the old horse with poison is actually killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
"Zhou Sen..."
"Secretary Jin, are you here too?" Zhou Sen saw the man next to Jin Suying. He knew him and had drank wine with him in the past.
The son of an industrialist in Bingcheng is named Wu Qishan.
As soon as this guy came over, he stared at Bai Yulan, the desire in his eyes was not concealed at all, which was very annoying.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"Congratulations, Mr. Wu, you finally got the beauty back in your arms." Zhou Sen greeted with a smile.
"Boss Bai is really charming. I am Wu Qishan, and my father is Wu Changtai of Honglong Industrial..." Wu Qishan introduced himself with a self-proclaimed grace.
"Oh, it turns out to be Wu Xian's nephew. I heard from your father that you came back from studying in Japan. You are indeed a talented person!" Bai Yulan laughed.
Boy, you are not qualified to try to take advantage of me. Your father and I are equals!
Zhou Sen snickered. Wu Qishan would have to call him "Uncle Zhou" when he saw him from now on. It's funny to think about it.
Wu Qishan's face darkened instantly. Jin Suying glared at Zhou Sen who was snickering, and quickly pulled him away to avoid further humiliation.
"Is this the policewoman you liked before?"
"Don't mention it..."
Finally, tonight, a newlywed couple stepped onto the red carpet and walked into the banquet hall with everyone's high expectations. Immediately, melodious and cheerful music sounded.
The newlyweds came slowly, dressed in formal attire, and arrived on the stage of the banquet hall under the attention of everyone.
"Dear guests and friends, good evening, everyone. Welcome to attend the engagement party of my daughter Su Yun and my adopted son Mr. Feng Hua tonight. On behalf of the two newlyweds, I would like to express my gratitude to you for coming!"
applause.
Zhou Sen and Bai Yulan were also applauding in the crowd, but their positions were not too far forward.
Next, the engagement banquet begins. Everyone returns to their seats. The banquet is held in the form of a buffet.
This new style is very popular in Bingcheng. Generally, there are more choices for engagement banquets, but when it comes to formal wedding banquets, it is still in the traditional banquet style.
It's more comfortable this way.
Guests are free to choose the food they like, either alone or with familiar friends, without having to face strangers sitting at the same table.
Su Wenqing and his prospective son-in-law toasted one by one, and by the way got to know various people in Bingcheng. Everyone knew that Su Wenqing planned to train Feng Hua as his future heir, otherwise he would not treat his most beloved daughter Marry him.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Bai Yulan whispered to Zhou Sen.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Zhou Sen followed him as a matter of course, being on guard against others.
Bai Yulan thought for a moment, but did not stop Zhou Sen from following.
While passing behind a Russian, Zhou Sen suddenly caught small folded pieces of paper between his fingers.
stop!
With a sudden movement, it flew into that person's trouser pocket without anyone paying attention.
This person was Sisolov, the first secretary of the Consulate General of Soviet Russia in Ice City. Soviet Russia recognized the existence of Manchukuo, and the two sides naturally had normal economic and trade exchanges. Otherwise, there would be no need to set up a Consulate General in Ice City.
Last year, the Soviet Union's secret service station in Ice City suffered a devastating blow. Although the consulate staff were not severely affected, in order to ensure safety, a group was replaced through rotation, and Sisolov was transferred here.
His attendance at the engagement banquet today should be a routine "political" mission. After all, other consulates have sent people, and the Soviet Russian Consulate also received an invitation, so they have to send people.
After all, the Ice City General Chamber of Commerce can be considered a semi-official organization. Su Wenqing is a strong candidate to compete for the next president of the General Chamber of Commerce, so his status is naturally different.
Since others don't come to you, you can only take the initiative on your own. Although it is risky, it is worth a try for the sake of the future.
In just one cigarette, Bai Yulan came out.
"Let's go back."
"Why don't you go say hello to the master? This makes us very rude?" Zhou Sen asked, holding Bai Yulan's hand.
"If you don't mind the trouble, I'll go with you." Bai Yulan pursed her lips and smiled.
"Forget it then, don't irritate his good mood today." Zhou Sen chuckled and left directly with Bai Yulan.
Although it is rude to do so, it is better than embarrassment.
…
After Zhou Sen and Bai Yulan quietly left, it didn't take long for the guests who came to the engagement banquet to leave one after another.
Among them was the First Secretary Sisolov.
He came out of the Great World Hotel and hurriedly got into the consulate's car.
"Mr. Arman, have you rested?" Sisolov returned to the consulate, almost sprinting all the way.
"not yet."
"Thank you." Sisolov came to the door of Arman's office, adjusted his breathing slightly, and then reached out and knocked on the door.
A "Please come in" came, and Sisolov pushed open the heavy wooden door and walked in.
"Oh, Sisonov is back. How is it? The banquet was lively, wasn't it?" Arman stood up and greeted with a smile.
"Mr. Arman, I have something important to report to you!" Sisonov said seriously.
"What happened?"
"At today's banquet, someone secretly stuffed a note in my trouser pocket about us being monitored," Sisonov said.
When Arman heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Where is the note?"
"Here it is." Ever since he found the note, Sisonov has been holding him in the palm of his hand, not daring to let go for a moment.
Arman took the note, glanced at the content on it, and his expression became solemn.
"Mr. Arman, look quickly, the handwriting seems to have become dull..." Sisonov suddenly pointed at himself on the note and exclaimed.
Arman was also surprised. Ink that can disappear automatically is only prepared and used by spies, and ordinary people cannot make it.
The handwriting is gone, which means all the evidence is gone.
