【Big Boss Chapter 27】Strive for it

The banquet for Marshal Zhang to marry his fifth concubine was very grand. All the famous officials and wealthy businessmen in Zhili received invitations. Many people privately speculated that Marshal Zhang must love this fifth concubine to the extreme.

"Zhang Chong should want to take this opportunity to win over these people," Yan Zhan analyzed with Chu Jiao on the way to the banquet, "He has been in Jin for too long and is not satisfied with that one acre and three points..." "

Then what's the point of him coming to Zhili?" Chu Jiao was puzzled, "Zhili is your world."

Yan Zhan smiled, for the girl's trust in his ability.

"You can't say that," he pinched the girl's finger bones and played with them, "Although it is under my rule, the concession is a mixed bag, and the forces of various countries are competing. They want to use this as a breakthrough and go straight to Peking."

"Then could it be that he married Du Xiruo..." Chu Jiao's eyes widened, "all for a purpose?"

At Chu Jiao's reminder, Yan Zhan had already ordered people to secretly investigate Du Shourong and Du's Theater, and at this time he had already figured out their background.

"It's possible," he nodded. "Although Zhang Chong is lustful, he is a military leader, so he is not someone who can be blinded by beauty."

"He must have other plans to marry Du Xiruo at this juncture! Who knows, he may have learned about Long Button just like the Japanese."

Chu Jiao touched her chin.

With that said, the heroine is still a bit miserable... I wonder if she knows that she is just a small chess piece in a chess game.

But the affairs of the world are like fish drinking water, only the fish know the cold and warmth.

Chu Jiao held Yan Zhan's hand and walked into the banquet hall.

Since the heroine made such a decision herself, she must be prepared to bear the consequences.

Just like her.

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"Marshal Zhang, congratulations on your wedding."

Lieutenant Li handed over the congratulatory gift, and Yan Zhan greeted the smiling groom.

"General Yan, thank you very much!"

Zhang Chong was wearing a bright red Tang Dynasty shirt, and his face was radiant. Next to him stood Du Xiruo, who was wearing a light red cheongsam and was heavily made up, and instantly bright and attractive.

After Zhang Chong exchanged greetings with Yan Zhan, he saw the young woman in a silk cheongsam next to Yan Zhan, and his eyes lit up, "I wonder who this is...?"

"My fiancée." Yan Zhan said lightly, but raised his hand to hold Chu Jiao's waist, as if he was declaring his sovereignty.

"Ahaha, they are really a perfect match! A perfect match!"

Zhang Chong also hugged Du Xiruo beside him, as if he wanted to compete with Yan Zhan.

After praising her for a few words, he asked someone to lead Chu Jiao and Yan Zhan into the hall.

"Why, didn't I feed you enough?" Zhang Chong turned his head and found that his concubine was staring at Yan Zhan's receding back in a trance, and his face immediately fell.

"Master~ How could it be~" Du Xiruo came back to her senses and smiled. She snuggled into Zhang Chong's arms, her eyebrows lowered, but her expression could not be seen clearly.

"You shouldn't wear this."

Yan Zhan lowered his head and pulled the slit skirt of the girl, which would expose her thighs whenever she walked, and said in a low voice.

"You specially made it for me, why shouldn't I wear it?" Chu Jiao felt that she was dressed very well with the man today.

Both of them were wearing black suits. Although Yan Zhan wore the same white shirt and black suit for thousands of years, her cheongsam and the pearl jewelry specially sent from the southwest by Yan's mother looked very suitable.

"I..."

Seeing people who wanted to say hello to him coming one after another, Yan Zhan swallowed back the words he wanted to say, "I just want you to wear it for me."

As a direct leader, Yan Zhan is always surrounded by crowds no matter what kind of banquet he attends. This is also one of the reasons why he is reluctant to participate in social activities.

Chu Jiao cruelly left Yan Zhan alone to face the compliments and socialize, and slipped away to eat.

The banquet was the most fashionable "buffet dinner" at the time. The guests each held a plate and chose their own food. Chu Jiao calmly selected a few desserts and planned to find a quiet place to fill her stomach.

"Miss Chu, the cake is very delicious today."

Chu Jiao was eating a cake when a male voice with an awkward pronunciation suddenly came from behind her.

Chu Jiao turned around and squinted slightly.

The visitor was Yoshida Hideaki, the Japanese commander in chief of the Zhili Army. He was holding a glass of red wine and raised it to Chu Jiao.

Chu Jiao swallowed the food in her mouth calmly, picked up the glass of juice beside her, and moistened her throat.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Yoshida."

"So Miss Chu actually knows me? I'm honored."

Yoshida Hideaki stared at the girl in front of him with fair skin and attractive rosy lips, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"I still like to go shopping in the Japanese Concession." Some of the handicraft shops there are nice to browse.

Chu Jiao complimented her tactfully, and Yoshida Hideaki smiled happily: "If Miss Chu likes it, next time I can accompany you to introduce the culture of our Great Japanese Empire..."

"Oh, let's take a look," Chu Jiao put down the cup, "I'm going to the bathroom. Excuse me."

She didn't want to waste time chatting with this Japanese with green eyes.

Yoshida Hideaki watched Chu Jiao's graceful back turn into the corridor, and a person came up to her.

"Lord Yoshida seems to like Miss Chu very much..."

"Don't you Chinese have a saying...what is it...'A beautiful lady, a gentleman...a gentleman'..." "

A gentleman seeks a beautiful woman."

"Yes, that's right. Miss Chu and Miss Du are both beauties, and I, Yoshida, also appreciate beauties."

"Haha, it's a pity, I'm already married," the man smiled coquettishly, "but... Miss Chu is not Governor Yan's wife yet, won't Lord Yoshida fight for yourself?"

"Oh? Fight? How to fight?"