I put on a little makeup and a fake hood. Although it was a bit hot, it only lasted about half an hour.
I endured it.
His beard has a "moustache" with slightly raised sides, making him look like an old European aristocrat.
"Your name is William, you are German."
"What, my face, do you think I look like a German?" Zhou Sen opened his mouth and almost shook off his beard.
"It's okay. You are of mixed Chinese and German descent. You just look more Chinese. Can you speak German?" Anna asked.
"No, I've never been to Germany, how can I say that?"
"I'll teach you a few words, and then you just follow them..." Anna said.
"Do you know German?" Zhou Sen was shocked. He really didn't know anything about this.
"Yes, I can do it."
"Then why didn't I hear you say that?"
"I'm in Manchuria, what German do I speak?" Anna asked, "No one here speaks German, am I full enough?"
Zhou Sen looked stern and nodded, admitting that what the other party said made sense.
"I'll speak German in a moment. If you don't understand, just nod." Anna reminded me.
"Well, don't worry. Although I can't speak German, I can act by looking at my eyes." Zhou Sen nodded, and there was still a tacit understanding.
After getting off the car, Anna held Zhou Sen's arm and walked naturally on the street. The two talked and laughed, very much like a couple in love.
When passing by the "Old Fengtian Tailor Shop", Anna dragged Zhou Sen and pretended to walk there first, and then turned back.
Because she saw the exquisite cheongsam displayed in the window and was deeply attracted by it.
"My dear, is this an Oriental dress?" (German)
Zhou Sen nodded.
Then Anna excitedly pulled the reluctant Zhou Sen into the shop. When she saw the various exquisite silks hanging in the room, she cheered in surprise.
This play is a bit exaggerated.
Zhou Sen covered his mouth and coughed, reminding Anna not to overact.
At this time, a young man opened the curtain and came out: "Mr. and Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"
Anna pointed at herself and waved her hand again, meaning she didn't understand.
"I'm sorry, my fiancée is a foreigner and can't understand Chinese." Zhou Sen hurriedly explained.
"Then sir..."
"I am of mixed Chinese and German descent. I grew up in China when I was a child and later went to Germany." Zhou Sen smiled slightly and said, "My name is William, and this is my fiancée. Her name is Mira."
"Oh, Mr. William, does your fiancée want to make a cheongsam here?" the young man asked.
"She likes Eastern civilization very much. She just saw the cheongsam you displayed in the window outside. It was very good, so she came in." Zhou Sen explained.
"That's right, our shop specializes in cheongsam and suits, and the master has been a master for nearly twenty years. You and Miss Mira can take a look. If you want to make something, you can choose the material and measure the size." The boy explained.
Anna spoke a lot of German, and Zhou Sen didn't know what to say. Anyway, he just translated it according to his own meaning.
"My fiancée is a fashion designer. Can I talk to your clothes maker?" Zhou Sen asked.
"That's no problem." The young man nodded. How can you make clothes without a tailor? How can you make them tailor-made?
The boy invited people in.
There is a workshop inside, which is quite large. The shelves around it are filled with all kinds of cheongsams, which must have been customized by others. There is also a special suit cabinet. There are not many suits, and they must be specialized in cheongsams.
The cheongsam here are all customized by others, so it is not easy to display them. If the customer sees them, he will have opinions.
But if there are interested guests, they are not prohibited from coming in to visit. After all, this can be used as a reference.
Anna naturally wears a cheongsam, but if a foreigner wears a cheongsam, it really doesn't look like an Oriental woman.
After all, this is clothing that conforms to oriental aesthetics and the frame of oriental women.
Generally speaking, foreigners make cheongsam just for a taste. Whether they like it or not, there are only a few who can wear it seriously.
There are quite a few such customers in Bingcheng. Zheng Nan, who was cutting clothes, had long been used to it. While doing the work at hand, he said: "Take a look at it, let's talk about the material you like. "
Whether it was just for show or she really planned to make something, Anna really carefully picked out each item one by one. While selecting, she asked Zhou Sen’s opinion in “German”. It really seemed like they were a couple. Couple making cheongsam.
However, in addition to paying attention to the cheongsam in Anna's hand, Zhou Sen also secretly observed Zheng Nan. This tailor had observed them with his peripheral vision at least three times when they were choosing.
A tailor who focuses on his work should have been used to it for a long time, and it shouldn't be like this. It shows that he is curious about himself, Anna, and that he just has such a habit.
Of course, you cannot judge that someone has a problem based on this alone. Further contact and observation are needed.
Anna picked a cheongsam and signaled to Zhou Sen.
Zhou Sen shook his head: "This color is too bright and not suitable."
Anna pursed her lips and brought something with a lighter color over her, her eyes asking with a hint of hope.
Zhou Sen nodded. Cheongsam does not necessarily have to be brightly colored and beautiful. In fact, plain color cheongsam is more in line with the aesthetics of Eastern people.
Usually when going out, everyone wears colorful clothes, which are basically plain colors. They are only needed on special occasions when you need to show your personal charm under the spotlight.
"This gentleman has good taste. This material is new. Although the color is plain, it is one of the most expensive materials in our store. It matches this lady's skin color very well." Zheng Nan took the leather ruler He put it on his neck, walked over and said.
"Well, I think it's good too." Zhou Sen nodded, "Master, this is the material and color. How much does it cost to make it?"
"Eight hundred yuan." Zheng Nan glanced at Zhou Sen and Anna and reported a number.
The price is quite reasonable. Although the cheongsam is not a luxury item, if it is made of top-grade satin material, a Xiangyun gauze cheongsam, and is made by a good master, it will not cost you more than a thousand yuan. .
Zhou Sen turned around and pretended to communicate with Anna using his current German skills. Anna naturally understood what Zhou Sen meant. To act more realistically, bargaining is a must.
"Sorry, my fiancée thinks it's too expensive. If possible, she would like to buy your materials and make them herself. She is also a fashion designer."
"No, sir, although your fiancée is a fashion designer, the cheongsam is from China. It has many skills that we only have. It took me nearly three years to learn to make it. The price is not cheap at all." Expensive, it takes me at least half a month to make a cheongsam, especially if you choose the best material, you can't be casual, otherwise you will be sorry for such a good material..." Zheng Nan said.
Finally, after some haggling, the price was reduced to 680 yuan. Just like that, Anna ordered a cheongsam at the "Old Fengtian Tailor Shop". Zhou Sen paid 80% of the deposit, and then left with Anna.
…
When he got in the car, Zhou Sen immediately took off his stuffy hood and then his beard. His head was covered with sweat and was soaked to the skin.
"So, what do you think of this 'Brother Nan'?" Anna asked first.
"There are no special flaws visible so far. This man behaves very calmly. I have observed his fingers and the position of the tiger's mouth myself. There is a callus on the first joint of the index finger. It does look a bit like the one left by pulling the trigger. But the tailor needs to draw lines and cut, and the position of his scissors is almost the same, so it is difficult to judge for a while. Also, there are only two people in his tailor shop, one is himself, and the other is the assistant and the apprentice. Nothing special." Zhou Sen thought for a moment and said.
"I want to see his current accounts, which is the book where he ordered cheongsams." Anna said.
"Well, this thing is for someone else to eat. He must have kept it well. How can I let you see it?"
"I have an idea. I need to find someone to cooperate with me?"
"what you up to?"
"Man-made arson, and then in the name of putting out the fire, take out the ledger?" Anna said, "What do you think?"
"If there's a fire and people take away the ledger first, what are you going to do? Are you going to rob it openly?" Zhou Sen asked back.
"What should we do? Looking at the account books is the best way to know who his clients are. Maybe we can find some clues from them?" Anna said.
"Start with that little guy and think long term." Zhou Sen said.
"What if there's a mistake?" Anna asked.
"If there was a mistake, Hong Lianghui provided wrong information. He must be responsible for this." Zhou Sen said.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements." Anna nodded. Bai Shoutian of the Nangang Police Station, the leader of the "Iron-Blooded Society", had been investigating for two months with no results, so he put it aside. None of the relevant criminals were directly sentenced, and He was transferred to a correctional institution. If there was direct evidence, he was sent directly to prison.
"It's almost time. Kitano-kun is probably impatient. Let's go there quickly." Zhou Sen told Wu En and drove quickly.
…
External adjustment is a waste of time and energy, and in many cases it may be useless.
This is what many police officers fear and annoy the most. After all, it may end up being a thankless situation.
Fortunately, Zhou Sen is rich. He personally pays for the police officers involved in the external transfer of "Huangfu Jun" and receives a daily subsidy. In addition, he is still in charge of the "food is the sky" at noon.
The food at Shiweitian was much better than that in the police station cafeteria. Now, the policemen at the Futou Police Station were in action.
This is also the benefit of the Butou Police Station. Therefore, Zhou Sen's reputation in the Butou Police Station suddenly improved.
If he is transferred to the Futou Police Station, he will have the nominal foundation. Of course, if he is transferred from the Police Department, he will at least become the section chief with real power.
This is a digression, so I won’t say it.
But today, one thing overshadowed the murder and dumping of "Ye San'er" that had just happened, and that was that Su Wenqing had a falling out with his adopted son and son-in-law.
Feng Hua was removed from his position as general manager of Taipingqiao Casino, and an unexpected person temporarily took over Feng Hua's position.
Qin Lang.
The second young master of the Qin family, who had not been seen for a long time, was temporarily hired by Su Wenqing as the general manager of Taipingqiao Gambling House.
This was completely unexpected.
I thought that since Feng Hua resigned and no one was in charge of the Taipingqiao Casino, there would be chaos for a while. I didn't expect that Su Wenqing was so courageous that he actually brought back a former general manager.
Taipingqiao Gambling House and Qin Xiong's New Taipingqiao Gambling House are mortal enemies. The two sides have fought countless times overtly and covertly.
Qin Lang is Qin Xiong's biological brother. This is great, the biological brothers are facing each other directly.
Of course, the two brothers had a falling out, but Qin Lang switched to serious business and did not touch the business related to the Qin family. Everyone thought that although Qin Lang left the Qin family, he was not willing to go against the Qin family and his eldest brother.
Unexpectedly, this time he was actually persuaded by Su Wenqing to come back as the general manager of Taipingqiao Casino.
Of course, what is even more curious is that Su Wenqing beat Feng Hua to the end without any mercy.
The truth will eventually come out.
It's just a matter of time.
…
"Is it your idea for Qin Lang to take a job at Taipingqiao Gambling House?" Bai Yulan asked during dinner in the evening.
"This is not my idea. It was Su Wenqing who suggested it. He really has no one to use. I'm going to catch him blind. I asked Qin Lang for help." Zhou Sen drank the soup and smiled. He knew that Bai Yulan was asking for Jiang Rou. .
"Can Qin Lang agree without you nodding?"
"I have no objection. In fact, I just don't want some people to get their wish." Zhou Sen said, "Qin Lang is only going to replace Feng Hua for three months. During these three months, Su Wenqing needs to find someone who can replace Feng Hua."
"Three months, if we can't find the right person, will Su Wenqing rely on Qin Lang?" Bai Yulan frowned.
"If he broke his promise, he might as well have handed over the gambling house to Feng Hua. Anyway, it was just a passing hand." Zhou Sen said.
"Ye San'er's death is really related to Qin Xiong?" Bai Yulan was so smart that she guessed that there must be something going on.
"There is no direct evidence, but Huangfu Jun, who is suspected of murder, does have some relationship with the Qin family." Zhou Sen said.
Bai Yulan nodded. She had read the document given to her by Zhou Sen. Huangfu Jun had a special relationship with the Jin family. Qin Xiong's wife was Jin Ronggui's daughter Jin Yazhen. Not only did Huangfu Jun and Jin Yazhen know each other, they might also be familiar with each other. .
"Be careful when dealing with Su Wenqing, don't let him get involved." Bai Yulan warned.
"Yes, I know." Zhou Sen nodded. Even if Lao Ma's death was not caused by him, it must have something to do with him. "Eat, eat."
"Brother, I want to report to you about the new stage decoration?" Jiang Rou said suddenly.
"Okay, then after dinner, come to my study and chat." Zhou Sen knew at a glance that Jiang Rou wanted to see him for something, so he naturally agreed immediately.
"Hey, okay, brother." Jiang Rou lowered her head and picked up the sorghum rice in the bowl.
