The Great World is a nightclub in Xidi, located in the central area of ​​the embankment, facing Sailing Street at the main entrance, and the back door is on Xianzi Haibian Street. The Jinqian Building is used as a wall on the left, and the West Stage and Min'an Building on the right. Lido Theater is next door, so it also benefits from it.

There are various entertainments for people to enjoy in the world, such as small magic, monkey plays, bands, acrobatics, electric bumper cars, etc. Occasionally, there will be international circuses, flying magic troupes and dolphins. Compared to collecting tickets to watch the performances, casinos and nightclubs are the most profitable.

This place can be called the "city of sin" in the embankment and even the entire Saigon. Things such as usury, attracting prostitution, gambling, drug abuse, forcing good people to become prostitutes, robbery, kidnapping and extortion happen almost every day.

Some big bosses lost all their money here overnight, some young people who were just starting out lost all their parents' savings because of curiosity, and some peddlers who lost all their money for small profits. The most pitiful ones are those foreign businessmen who were obsessed with the loss of money and had no intention of returning home, and had no intention of returning home, so they could only live on the streets and wandered around in a foreign land.

Some women could not resist the idea of ​​"greed", and went from trying to bet heavily, and finally had to sell their innocence. They lost both their lives and money and ran to Ximaqiao to jump into the river.

When I passed by Xima Bridge four days ago, many people surrounded the "Tofu Chong" river. A woman cried and walked from the river to the deep water. Fortunately, the kind-hearted person jumped into the river to rescue her. Later, she heard that she lost both money and lost her fortune because of her love of gambling. She had no shame to see her family.

Yesterday, when I passed Meishan Street, it was crowded again, and the road was blocked. It turned out that a middle-aged Chinese businessman in Xialiu Province lost all night in the world and even lost all the travel expenses back. So he ran to the vegetable garden on the street and borrowed an old tree to hang himself...

Qian Xinlin now doesn't care about sympathizing with those who have gone astray. She looks leisurely sitting in a small shop facing each other, but in fact she is very nervous.

Mr. Li and the American professor went in, but Acheng and six other guards were stopped outside. He was nervous, and He Tianming was even more nervous, fearing that Mr. Li would not be able to get out as soon as he entered.

The teacher and student stared at the opposite side without saying a word. After waiting for about four minutes, the phone rang.

"Qiyuan is not here, so I just want to be lazy. Mr. Li and Professor Li were just welcomed into the private room, and they didn't even have any of them in."

The embankment is the territory of Pingchuan School and the territory of Chinese people.

There are nearly one million Chinese living here, and even the world was first run by Chinese. Most of the waiters, cleaners, and chefs are Chinese, and even some dealer dancers are Chinese. I started preparing last night, with dozens of eyes and dozens of pairs of ears inside, and every move inside is in control.

Li Wen is far inferior to the Japanese, and Lai Wencai is even more a fool.

Qian Xinlin looked back at the shop owner who deliberately avoided it and said quietly: "Precaution the kitchen, guard the back door, and cover Mr. Li and Professor Li at any time."

After five or six years of peace, Gui Qingshan finally regained the feeling of dealing with the enemy before. He held a cigarette in one hand and a phone in the other, looked at the private room with his light, and smiled as if nothing had happened: "I understand, are you not at ease to do my business?"

My old friend is experienced and there are eleven Nong guards who sneaked in early. As for weapons, the chef brought them in early last night. As long as Mr. Li and the American professor safely escort to the back door, it would be useless if there are many soldiers in the Pingchuan Sect. More importantly, the holiday is not enough to reach the point of death. The situation in Saigon is so subtle that Li Wenyuan should not act rashly.

There is really nothing to worry about. Qian Xinlin didn't say anything else and hung up the phone directly.

At the same time, more than a dozen Vietnamese people in the truck on the street were also paying attention to the turmoil at the entrance of the world. They were all under Wu Ting-jeong and were also on the mission of protecting Master Li. As soon as the brothers who were monitoring inside sent a signal, they would rush in to save people without hesitation.

Compared to their mysterious secrets, Ruan Wenxin is much more domineering.

Several officers from the General Staff sat openly at a table not far from the private room. Ruan Shan knew their purpose and stood by the door and kept sneering.

In the private room, Lai Wencai held Li Weimin's hand tightly as if he was seeing an old friend, and said with a sensation: "I just learned about that incident yesterday that those brats were too lawless and even Mr. Li dared to offend Mr. Li. I was not strict in discipline and apologized to Mr. Li. Ruan Shan was outside, asking for arms and legs, Mr. Li said one thing."

Li Weimin didn't believe his nonsense and said lightly: "The past is over. In fact, there are also something wrong with the people. Director Cai must not take it to heart."

"Mr. Li is a member of the Refugee Committee just appointed by Prime Minister Ng Diem, an advisor to the American agency, and a good friend of General Xin. Brother Qi takes it to heart, so I, Lai Wen, dare not take it to heart?"

"Everything is for refugees, and those trivial matters really need not be mentioned."

"For refugees?"

"Talented Director, I will not hide it from it. For the people, I am going back to the embankment for refugees."

Professor Anderson came to be a shield. He couldn't understand what they said, nor did he want to know what they said, so he simply sat down and tasted the food of the big world.

Lai Wencai cursed inwardly, pretending to be very serious and said, "Mr. Li, as the police chief, I have the obligation to assist in the relief and resettlement of refugees. If I need any help, please speak up as soon as possible."

Come to ease the relationship. It doesn’t matter what you say, but what matters is that people are coming.

Li Weimin let go of his hands and said with anticipation: "The director Cai is so kind, so you are not polite to the people. The world is the most classy, ​​lively and entertainment venue with the most guests in Xidi. If possible, I want to hold a charity show or two, and use all the ticket income to help the refugees. Although it cannot solve the big problem, it is also a good act."

Use the ticket income to provide relief to refugees, what should I pay the soldiers? Besides, why should the Pingchuan delegation help Ng Diem?

Lai Wencai shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Li, the big world is not my industry, it is all run by military families, and their lives are also difficult. I really can't make the decision."

"Then I can only go to other places to raise funds?"

"Fundraising is the job of the Refugee Committee, and Mr. Li doesn't need to discuss it with me. As long as it does not hinder the traffic on the embankment, it does not affect the public security on the embankment."

The so-called ensuring his safety on the embankment is to not move him.

Brother Qi explained this point that even if the French and Americans did not say hello to the Pingchuan faction, they would not move for the time being. The reason why he invited him was completely a series of abnormal actions by Ruan Wenxin. The General Staff actually wanted to protect a person from the Jialong Palace. Could it be that Ruan Wenxin was just bluffing and trying her best to speak and not planning a coup?

If Nguyen Wenxin stood on the side of Ng Diem, where should the Pingchuan Sect go?

Lai Wencai poured wine for him and asked indirectly: "Mr. Li, when it comes to relief and resettlement of refugees, the National Army can play a greater role than our police. I wonder if the General Staff has any plans."

How could Li Weimin not hear what he meant, shook his head and smiled: "Chief, I am only responsible for raising funds. As for how to provide relief, I really don't know."

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He was intrigued and said a lot of nonsense. He didn't drink a few glasses of wine and had a few bites of vegetables. The Hongmen banquet ended in a hurry.
Chapter completed!