She waited until Xiuzhu knocked on the door before getting up to change clothes. Song Wenyin was even more outrageous. She got up and changed her clothes only after five o'clock when everyone was about to leave. Wei Zi changed her skirt and helped her into the car.
Of course, Mrs. Song would not arrange for only a little girl to accompany Song Wenyin to Shanghai. Before five o'clock, the Song family's car stopped outside Jixiang Hall. In addition to a driver, there was also a bodyguard and a maid.
Fortunately, Huang Wanzhen had reserved two cars in advance, so everyone didn't have to split up. When they arrived at the train station, Huang Wanzhen was about to tell Chen Hanfeng to queue up for tickets when she heard the bodyguard say the first words since they met, "The tickets were booked last night. I'll go get them."
Huang Wanzhen glanced at the spirited Song Wenyin and said, "You're still quite useful!"
Song Wenyin stretched out her hand, constantly looking at the geometric nail art. "That's it! Wanzhen, my nail art looks weird no matter how I look at it. Please do a new one for me when we get on the train."
"Let Xiuzhu make one for each of us. It'll be a training exercise. When the Shanghai shop hires female workers in the future, she'll train them."
Song Wenyin refused, "No, I can't use my nails for her to practice on."
Huang Wanzhen rolled her eyes, "Okay, Miss! I'll serve you personally."
After taking a train for three days and three nights, I finally arrived at Shanghai Railway Station.
Before the group even left the train station, they were picked up by a young man in a white shirt and black pants.
"Cousin Wen Yin, here." The young man's brilliant smile was as hot as the weather in Shanghai.
Song Wenyin pulled Huang Wanzhen and trotted forward, "Fourth cousin, you're here to pick me up."
"This is my classmate Huang Wanzhen."
"Wanzhen, this is my fourth cousin. You should follow me and call him fourth cousin."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and extended her hand, "Hello, fourth cousin."
The young man was obviously a modern person, and he shook hands with Huang Wanzhen naturally, "Let's go home first."
When Song Wenyin was about to get in the car with Huang Wanzhen, Huang Wanzhen stopped her and said, "Wenyin, we're not going there. I'm going to find a hotel or a motel to stay in."
"No! We came here together, how can we separate?!"
Huang Wanzhen smiled. "If I were alone, I wouldn't refuse your kindness, but I'm here with my family. You guys get in the car first. I'll call a few rickshaws to take us to the big hotel in the French Concession."
Song Wenyin's persuasion was fruitless, so she had to leave her aunt's home phone number and got into the car with her bodyguards, maids and servants.
"Manager, where are we going?" Chen Hanfeng was carrying a lot of bags on his back and kept looking at the busy traffic in front of him.
"Haven't you been to Shanghai? Where did you stay before?" Huang Wanzhen asked Chen Hanfeng with her head tilted.
Chen Hanfeng was holding something in his hand and couldn't wave his hand, so he could only shake his head. "I was sleeping on the floor in the slums. They were all shacks made of bamboo and thatch. There were no beds at all. They just slept on the ground. There were all kinds of people there. It was completely unsafe. You can't go there!"
Huang Wanzhen suggested, "Let's go to the French Concession. I heard it has the best security in Shanghai." Then she turned her eyes to Huang Dongshi, who was leaning on Xiuzhu, and said, "Mom, can you still walk? Do you want me to carry you?"
"No need, I'll support Xiuzhu and walk." Mrs. Huang's face was pale and sallow, and it was obvious that she had suffered a lot on the train in the past few days.
"Well, after we get out of the train station, we'll take a rickshaw."
After leaving the train station, Chen Hanfeng and Huang Wanzhen went to the roadside to hail a rickshaw. When the rickshaw driver heard their accent, he actually asked for a dollar. Chen Hanfeng couldn't help but curse, "You idiot! You're cheating on your godfather!"
The rickshaw driver immediately put down his rickshaw and prepared to fight. Chen Hanfeng sneered and threw his sleeveless buttoned white coat to the ground. "You little jerk, you dare to mess with your grandfather? You are no match for me."
Huang Wanzhen, knowing Chen Hanfeng's skills, simply watched from the side with her arms folded, not stepping forward to help. But before the two men started fighting, a few rickshaw drivers gathered around. Huang Wanzhen, realizing the situation was not right, wanted to step forward and speak. It wasn't that she was afraid of the rickshaw drivers, but she was new here and unfamiliar with the area. If the fight ended up in the police station, it would be bad.
Just as he was thinking this, Chen Hanfeng held his breath, jumped up and kicked one of them down. For a moment, several rickshaw drivers were stunned. Chen Hanfeng took advantage of the momentum and knocked the four of them to the ground with his bare chest.
Huang Wanzhen didn't expect that the men in Shanghai were so weak. They were all knocked down in less than five minutes?
"Okay, Uncle Nine, we're out and about. Let's hurry to the French Concession. Go find a taxi. We won't take a rickshaw anymore."
The train station was so chaotic that Huang Wanzhen was worried about leaving Huang Dongshi and Zhenzhen alone.
"Ninth Uncle--" a loud male voice sounded.
Huang Wanzhen thought, who is this person? Just like me, he calls others "Ninth Uncle."
"Xiao Liuzi! Why are you here?" Chen Hanfeng picked up the small white coat on the ground, shook off the dirt on it, put it on, and greeted a wheat-skinned young man.
"I came to the train station to pick up a guest. Uncle Ninth Master, why did you come back just now? You've been gone for half a year." The young man smiled with a pair of neat white teeth. In this era, few people at the bottom of society have such good teeth. Chen Hanfeng's teeth are not very good. Not only are they uneven, but they are also very yellow. It is obvious that he has no habit of cleaning his teeth.
"Your master and I are both from Beijing. If I hadn't come here with the manager on business, I wouldn't have come back." As he said this, Chen Hanfeng remembered that Huang Wanzhen was still waiting for him. He quickly pulled the young man over to Huang Wanzhen and said, "Manager, this is my eighth senior brother's sixth apprentice. His name is Chen Liuzi. You can just call him Little Liuzi."
"Hello, manager, hello, manager." Xiao Liuzi nodded and bowed, grinning all the time.
Huang Wanzhen thought to herself that he knew where his strengths lay. "You're not an employee of our company, so you don't need to call me manager. Call me senior sister."
The young man was obviously older than Huang Wanzhen, but Huang Wanzhen didn't want to be his junior sister, so she decided to be his senior sister when they first met.
"Yes, you call me Senior Sister. The manager is my Senior Sister's apprentice."
"Oh! Those are all people from our Chen family martial arts school! No outsiders can come. Uncle Nine, let me find two people for you and take you to the martial arts school." Xiao Liuzi was very enthusiastic and insisted on finding a car for Chen Hanfeng and Huang Wanzhen.
Huang Wanzhen had never met her eighth uncle and didn't know what kind of person he was, but when she thought about how he was doing well in Shanghai and how her ninth uncle followed him but didn't take a penny back home, she couldn't help but think more about it.
"No need! We have a place to stay. After we have settled our things, let Uncle Nine take me to visit Uncle Eight." Huang Wanzhen refused outright. No matter how enthusiastic Xiao Liuzi was, she did not nod in agreement.
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