Hearing these words, Bai Qianqian stood up from the chair. Her hand holding the desk trembled a little: "Who gave this order? My direct commander is..."
Hua Yingying interrupted Qian Qian: "Regardless of anyone's orders, since the Intelligence Section was handed over to Chief Mai, this site will never use women as collectors again."
"This courtyard will be handed over to another person in the future. Although there are many things that men cannot do, there are real female prostitutes in this courtyard. As long as you have money and put more effort, you can find useful information. .”
After saying that, Hua Yingying opened the door and went straight to Qing Qianzhai's mother Feng.
Bai Qianqian didn't say anything, she smiled at the bright and dim candlelight...and then cried.
The candles on the small case were burning brightly, and the laughter of the guests downstairs mixed with the teasing laughter of the sisters in the corridor, which was a bit noisy.
At this normal time, Bai Qianqian always felt that these sounds made her irritated.
She had wanted to rush out countless times and yell at the common people outside the corridor.
But now, Bai Qianqian feels that these messy sounds are great. With their accompaniment, she can clean up her softness unscrupulously.
"Crash!"
Bai Qianqian packed the guy she was eating with, the information she had accumulated for a long time, and the valuable things into the bag. She also took advantage of this time to change into a cotton jacket and cotton trousers for easy movement.
She was like a child waiting for her parents to take her to an amusement park. She stood in front of the dressing mirror and looked toward the door over and over again.
About half an hour later, Bai Qianqian waited for Hua Yingying.
"Let's go, I've made arrangements for the old servant at the door."
Bai Qianqian stood up. She didn't ask anything, because there was nothing more important than leaving here.
When she followed Hua Yingying out of the courtyard and found that no one came to stop her, she knew that Feng's mother, who had been responsible for monitoring her in the courtyard, must not be able to go out again.
When Bai Qianqian got into the car with Hua Yingying, she asked.
"What did you do to Mother Feng?"
Hua Yingying made a gesture of wiping her neck towards Bai Qianqian. The two of them laughed.
Hua Yingying's hand kept pressing the little Kun bag in her arms.
When she faced the woman she hated so much, she realized that she wasn't worth it... letting her waste a precious bullet.
Therefore, she used another more economical method and gave Feng's mother a ride.
Hanging her on the beam of Qing Qian Zhai, which she was so proud of, gave Mother Feng a final dignity, allowing her to die without leaving her most precious thing.
As for the sales contracts collected by Feng's mother, Hua Yingying had already thrown them into the brazier.
Calculate the time now...
The ignition she left behind should have burned the house to the ground.
...
The rickshaw squeaked along in the alley. In the most prosperous street, a raging fire broke out in one of the busiest buildings.
There was a vague figure in the fire, but the happy people in this building did not have the ability to rescue the 'corpse'.
Thick smoke and fire quickly spread around. In Qingqianzhai, no matter the guests or the prostitutes, they couldn't care about anything else. They were in a mess and scurried around with their heads in their hands.
No one cared that the first room that caught fire was Feng's mother's house, and no one noticed that the original Turtle Gong in Qing Qianzhai had been replaced by someone else, and there were two or three unfamiliar faces among the servants who helped put out the fire.
The people on this site changed their faces in the fire.
The next day, at dawn, Feng's mother and Bai Qianqian were no longer in Qing Qian's house.
There will be a new boss in his place, and there will still be new prostitutes in Qingqianzhai who are unwilling to be mediocre.
...
The redeemed Bai Qianqian followed Hua Yingying to their new residence.
So far, only a few families have stayed in this semi-old dormitory building.
Hua Yingying took her future roommate back to the room where nothing had been purchased. She thought that Bai Qianqian, who was used to the life of stars holding the moon, would complain, but who would have thought that this arrogant woman turned out to be very... I happily started to pack it up myself.
Hua Yingying looked at the hands stroking the strings and washing the dirty rags. She couldn't help but asked: "Sister Qianqian, aren't you aggrieved?"
If Mr. Gu hadn't told her Bai Qianqian's identity, she would have thought that he was the same as her and had to do this business out of necessity.
Bai Qianqian, who was vigorously wiping the bed, didn't have the slightest hint of self-confidence. There was a rare joy in her voice: "No, I don't have to sacrifice myself for the mission. If I leave there and stand here, I Only in this way can we live like a human being.”
"Don't think that my status is so noble. I come from the south of the Yangtze River. In that place, thin horses are more famous than other ladies."
"At the beginning, the sisters who were bought together with me were sent back to places like Qing Qianzhai after a period of special training."
"But none of us have any complaints. Do you know why?"
Hua Yingying was puzzled. When she was sold by her aunt, she was so wronged to death.
Bai Qianqian struggled to wipe away the last stubborn ashes in the corner: "That's because, with the training of the superiors, we are qualified to go to a higher-end place and fight for our own future."
"If we didn't choose to go on a mission, we would just be ordinary geishas. We could only wait for others to grow old.
Compared with the fate of falling into the dust before, now, it is really much better. "
"Look at me." Bai Qianqian looked at the stains she wiped off with satisfaction and walked around the empty room: "I have been saved."
"Then I believe that my friends who have the same choice and fate as me will also have a happy way out."
"Oh, let's not talk about it. What's the point of talking about the past? We should look forward.
Those in our profession have long since learned to accept their fate. "
"But when fate gives you a better choice, we should be more grateful and enjoy it."
"So, do you want to have a good night's sleep tonight, or do you have a better bed for you to have a good night's sleep?"
When she said this, Bai Qianqian's face was full of jest: "Hey, you won't sleep with me tonight, will you?"
"Will Chief Mai be unable to sleep without you?"
Hua Yingying's face turned red and she slapped Bai Qianqian: "Don't talk nonsense, Master Mai. I can't imagine someone as capable as Chief Mai."
"Our relationship now is purely a superior-subordinate relationship. Really, Sister Qianqian, Chief Mai deserves better."
