"Brother Jie, we found out. Long Si's daughter 'Long Xiaohui' will participate in a waltz competition at the Victoria Harbor Hotel tonight." A team member hung up the phone and typed a photo from the computer and handed it to Song Zijie.
"At eight o'clock in the evening, Long Si will also be here."
"Okay, is there any way to get the invitation?" Song Zijie walked up to the team members, took the photo of Long Xiaohui, and found that this girl was more beautiful than he imagined. The team member patted him on the shoulder and smiled helplessly: "No, but I believe this will not be a problem for you."
"I'm sure it's fine...but..." Song Zijie pointed to his collar, turned his eyes to the clerk's suit, and said with a smile: "You know."
"I understand." The team member showed a grimace, and then obediently took off his suit.
He just bought new clothes a few days ago, and he just wanted to wear them to show off today. Who would have guessed that such a coincidence would be put to good use right away? The most important thing is that his figure is almost the same as Ajie.
So even though he felt helpless, he still followed Ajie obediently, and they walked into the bathroom together.
It took a full ten minutes for the two to complete the transaction in the bathroom, and walked to the mirror wearing each other's clothes...
Two female police officers who were touching up their makeup at the sink saw Ajie walking in and out. As if by magic, they put on each other's clothes.
They didn't know where they were going, and there was something strange in their eyes.
Fortunately, Hong Kong girls are well-informed people. They don't care what the handsome guy's orientation is. As long as he is handsome enough, they dare to tease him.
One of the policewomen put on lipstick and smiled in front of the mirror.
"Ajiang, why do you want to wear Ajie's clothes? Ajie has worn them before, but I never found these clothes to be so tacky."
"Yes, yes." The policewoman next to him echoed, and Ajiang nodded in response: "I also think that even if it's ridiculous, my suit still looks good."
"Who told Ajie to go pick up girls tonight? I can only feel sorry for myself."
"Do you think I, A Jiang, am the most loyal person?"
Song Zijie reached out and took out a bottle of gel from the policewoman's bag, sprayed it twice on her head, and began to fiddle with her hair.
The two policewomen glanced at Song Zijie in the mirror and answered A Jiang absent-mindedly: "Yes, yes, your suit looks really good. We put it on you this morning, why didn't we find it so good-looking..."
"Ajie, can you take us to pick up girls tonight? Otherwise, I will tell Jackie." The two policewomen stood on tiptoes, their eyes shining. He was clearly telling Ajie if he could take the time to hang out with us tonight!
Song Zijie chuckled, turned and left without saying a word.
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Victoria Harbor Hotel.
Song Zijie got off the taxi, stomped on his leather shoes, arranged his clothes, and then happily walked into the hotel lobby.
This waltz competition is, at best, just a small competition in a small circle. There is no publicity on Hong Kong Island, and no celebrities are present, so the inspection of invitations will naturally not be very strict.
Song Zijie glanced at his watch, and considering the time, he quickened his pace and walked quickly through the corridors of the hotel. After walking two floors, I found a sign indicating the competition site.
After following the signs and walking into the banquet hall, he immediately resumed his leisurely pace.
"Sir, please come this way." A waiter in the hall actively greeted him, but Song Zijie waved his hand and refused: "No, thank you."
He stood alone at the door, looking at the figures of searchers Long Si and Long Xiaohui.
At this time, Long Si was sitting in the VIP position at the first row of the main table, looking at the dancers performing in the venue, and said to his daughter in a low voice: "The dance routine that Daddy taught you must be good. Daddy taught you it more than 20 years ago." Earth and your mommy dance like this. From the beginning to the end of the music, there was applause, and it never stopped."
"Yeah." Long Xiaohui pinched her dance skirt, with a hint of smile on her nervous expression. She is a relatively introverted and sensitive girl. When she was on stage for the first time, she was naturally afraid of not performing well.
Long Si patted his daughter on the shoulder and comforted her: "But sometimes, it takes a long time for the first applause. But as long as you try your best, someone will definitely appreciate you."
"I understand, Daddy." Long Xiaohui watched the performance on the stage intently, not realizing that a handsome boy had been waiting silently beside him for a long time.
After Song Zijie found Long Si, he walked around the main table and saw that the father and daughter did not interrupt when they were talking. Only now that the opportunity was ripe, he moved a chair and quietly sat next to Long Xiaohui.
"Excuse me, do you know Mr. Long Si?"
"What do you want to see him for?" Long Xiaohui noticed that someone was sitting next to her and asked her father's name. She turned to look at Song Zijie with a little curiosity in her eyes.
Song Zijie, who had never lost in picking up girls since he was a child, suddenly knew better when he saw this curious look.
He showed a slight smile and said calmly: "He is my idol."
"Is he your idol?" Long Xiaohui couldn't help but find it interesting when he looked at a boy in his twenties and said he was a fan of his father.
While suppressing laughter in my heart, I also felt that the man in front of me was not only handsome, but also very interesting.
"Yes, I really like watching people dance this dance. I saw him dance twenty years ago." Song Zijie turned his eyes and looked at the stage, as if he really liked the waltz.
Long Xiaohui suddenly felt a subtle feeling in his heart...
It felt like meeting a long-lost old friend.
Regardless of personality, hobbies, and appearance, she is naturally liked.
So Long Xiaohui moved slightly closer to Ajie and listened to Song Zijie's words: "But at that time, few people knew how to dance like this, so he stole the show. I really want to get to know him."
"Then let me introduce you to you." Long Xiaohui turned to Long Si next to him and said in a playful tone: "Daddy, someone said that you are his idol and he wants to get to know you."
"I heard it, it sounded very harsh..." I saw Long Si leaning on the table with a disdainful expression, looking like a brat. I can see through your expression.
Song Zijie pretended not to know, stood up and stretched out his hand and said, "I'm sorry, my name is Billy, I don't even recognize you."
"It doesn't matter." Long Si glanced at his hand, then slowly stretched out his hand, stared at Ajie and said, "But are you sure that I was your idol twenty years ago?"
"Actually, your appearance has not changed since more than twenty years ago..." Song Zijie smiled very humbly, and his elegant temperament was indeed appreciated by the elders.
Originally, Long Si thought that these young men were getting worse and worse at picking up girls, and they were definitely not very good. But now I feel that this young man seems to be pretty good, at least he is handsome and talented.
So he grunted twice, but did not wave his hand to drive Ajie away.
Then Song Zijie chatted with Long Xiaohui for a few more words, and the music in his ears came to an end. After the dancers on the stage bowed and thanked them, they left the stage.
Soon, as the melody of another dance music sounded, two teams of dancers walked into the field. One of the male companions walked up to the VIP main table and politely extended his right hand to Long Xiaohui to invite him to dance.
It can be seen from this special treatment that Longsi should be a big owner who invested a lot of money in the game. I don’t know if there are any unofficial awards, but at the very least, his daughter is definitely the best one.
But something unexpected happened.
I saw Long Xiaohui reaching out to hold his dance partner and lifting up his dance skirt. Just as he stood up from the chair, his high heels suddenly slipped...
The whole person was about to fall to the ground, and the two men on the left and right immediately stood up, one holding her on the other.
Long Xiaohui picked up the high-heeled shoes on the ground and complained softly: "Daddy, the heel of the high-heeled shoes has fallen off."
"Unlucky, what should we do now?" Long Si took a shoe with a broken heel, clapped his hands quickly and shouted: "A Tao, come here quickly and think of a solution."
At this time, all the contestants in the field had begun to perform. Long Xiaohui was sitting helpless, but Song Zijie had an idea and squatted down to hold her beautiful feet.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Long Xiaohui blushed and watched Song Zijie take off her other shoe: "You can dance without taking off your shoe. The most important thing is to show yourself on the stage. Take it off now. If you dance with shoes, the referee will give you some sympathy points."
"Let's go." Song Zijie helped Long Xiaohui up and gently pushed her onto the dance floor.
Long Si held a shoe in his hand and looked at the other shoe in Song Zijie's hand. The two looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Good guy, why is this brat so smart? And now you are holding my daughter's shoes and touching my daughter's legs. What on earth is going on?
Forget it, look at the look in my daughter's eyes, it seems she is also interested in this boy.
Song Zijie broke the silence in advance and said to Long Si: "Please sit down."
"well."
Long Xiaohui, who was performing on the dance floor, would look at Song Zijie in his seat from time to time. Looking into those piercing eyes, he looked at the shoes held by Song Zijie...
Girls' feelings are always spring.
As for the rest of the performance, it went smoothly. After the game, the referee gave Long Xiaohui a high score and praised her bravery and wisdom.
The audience at the scene also applauded this beautiful girl and applauded for her.
This is the reality. If someone makes a mistake and then corrects it, it is called facing it bravely.
When the poor make mistakes, they make mistakes, there is no other way to say it.
After the game was over, the group left the hotel. Ajie also successfully got Long Xiaohui's number while chatting.
Before getting in the car, Long Si asked Song Zijie specifically: "Do you want me to ask the driver to take you back?"
"No, I'll take a taxi."
Song Zijie smiled and waved his hand to refuse. Seeing this, Long Si nodded and got into the car, leaving the hotel with his daughter.
By the time Song Zijie took a taxi home, it was already past eleven o'clock.
Pushing open the door, he found Jackie still lying on the sofa waiting for him to come home.
Seeing Ajie arrive home, Jackie couldn't help but ask: "Ajie, where have you been..."
Song Zijie sat on the shoulder of the host's girlfriend on the sofa and comforted him: "I am investigating a case recently and need to keep it secret. I'm sorry, I can't tell you."
"Are you okay?" Jackie held Ajie's hand, a little worried on her brows.
Song Zijie touched Jackie's belly and shook his head: "Don't worry, it will be done soon. When the baby is born, his father will be a police inspector!"
"You have to be careful." Jackie felt a little uneasy and grabbed Ajie's corner... She was afraid that something would happen to Song Zijie because of the case when she was pregnant.
Especially tonight, Song Zijie was uncharacteristically wearing a suit when he came home, with the aftertaste of perfume still lingering on his body...
What if Ajie cheated while handling the case?
Between the two choices of Ajie getting into trouble because of the case, and Ajie having an affair because of the case, Jackie hesitated for a while, but she still felt that it was better for Ajie to get into trouble. At least until something happens to the child, the orphans and widows can still receive a pension.
