Nanyang 1931: From piglets to giants

Chapter 91: Rooted (Subscribe)

It took Zheng Yi a whole day, until he had finished dinner with them, to finally entertain these distinguished guests from the United States, Britain, Europe, and China. He personally sent them to the car and back to the hotel, and only then did he feel a little relieved.

Generally speaking, except for the unpleasant conversations with those from China, I had a pleasant chat with other representatives.

Some people in China may think that they can control him just because they still have Chinese nationality, and he has to give these people some face.

"Master, please have some sobering tea."

On the side, Lin Shaoliang appeared out of nowhere, holding a large pot of sobering tea in his hand.

"It's okay, we were just chatting, we didn't drink much. These foreigners don't have the habit of forcing people to drink."

Having said that, Zheng Yi still took the teapot and drank a few sips directly from it.

"Okay, now that these people have gone, the rest are our own people, so we can be more casual. Let's go and have some fun."

Zheng Yi is not made of iron. He has been working intensively for some time. It is a rare opportunity to relax and have a good time since there is a celebration today and all the work in the city has stopped.

Behind the Hua Temple is a banquet hall with food, drinks and entertainment. Today's people are all here toasting each other. In the evening, the celebrities from China and even local folk artists from Nanyang come to perform.

After the meal, the place had turned into a big dance hall, and everyone was dancing to their heart's content, driven by alcohol and excitement.

The Chinese in Southeast Asia really love to dance. They dance in everything they do. In addition to some rich ladies, the entire dance hall is also filled with a large number of dancers, socialites, socialites and the like.

For others, such occasions might still require socializing first, but Zheng Yi has no such concerns. All the people he needs to worry about have been sent away, so can't he just let go and have fun?

When passing by the bar, Zheng Yi casually put out the half-smoked cigar in his hand, picked up a bottle of rum from the wine cabinet, walked over while drinking, and wanted to dance for a while.

After searching for a long time in the rest area, his first reaction was to find Qian Qiwen to dance with. When something like this happened, he would always think of Qian Qiwen first, but he couldn't find her after searching for a long time.

Later, I looked around the dance floor and found her dancing with another man. I curled my lips, found an empty seat, and simply listened to the songs for a while. The singing was pretty good, eh? The one singing seemed to be Wang Qiaoyun.

For a moment, Zheng Yi couldn't help laughing, and simply found a seat near the front to appreciate it up close.

This girl, Wang Qiaoyun, often does things that are inconsistent with her status, whether it is acting or singing. She has so much fun on stage. Who would have thought that she is a real rich girl?
Now she is more than just a rich girl. Zheng Yi now spends less and less time running back and forth. The main forces in Thailand have gradually moved to Penang, and there is no one around him to use. This girl has gradually taken over the management of the power delta wing factory and has truly become a vice president.

She doesn't mind at all being a dancer when she's in a good mood, and she sings pretty damn seductively.

"A shallow pond, mandarin ducks playing in the water."

Wang Qiaoyun was singing on the top stage, while Zheng Yi was clapping the beat below. Thanks to the alcohol, they felt quite relaxed and comfortable. Whenever someone tried to get closer, they were stopped by Lin Shaoliang from a distance.

It was obvious that this young disciple he had just accepted was, at least in terms of intelligence, smarter than his older disciple Wu Wenhao.

But Wang Qiaoyun was not so perceptive. She was not a real dancer and she sang for her own happiness. She suddenly stopped singing halfway through and saw Zheng Yi. She asked directly on the stage with the microphone:

"Brother, you're done, come on, come up and sing with me."

Zheng Yi: Huh?
"Come on, come on. Today is National Day and the city's celebration. Let's be happy and don't be so reserved. It's a rare occasion for us to have fun together in the evening."

As he said that, he actually somersaulted down from the stage and pulled Zheng Yi towards the stage.

Zheng Yi: “…………”

Damn, right now in all of Penang, all of Malaysia, all of Nanyang, this girl is probably the only one who dares to stir up trouble and force me to sing.

Zheng Yi: "What are you singing? I don't know how to sing." Wang Qiaoyun said to the band: "Let's sing a whole song that my brother knows."

After that, the band that was originally playing the soft music changed the track and started playing Jingle Bells.

Zheng Yi couldn't help but be stunned when listening to the prelude, and then he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

It’s the song “Go with the Flow” by James Wong.

This song has never been released on record. It was first brought to Southeast Asia by him when he first arrived in Southeast Asia and was working in the Li family's tin mine.

Nowadays, many people in Southeast Asia can sing it, but no one has found out who the original singer was.

In the hall, as soon as they saw Zheng Yi coming on stage, those who were dancing stopped, and those who were sitting on the sofas and chairs drinking and chatting stood up one after another. Without waiting for Zheng Yi to actually speak, cheers and applause broke out in a loud and enthusiastic manner.

Zheng Yi also smiled and started singing with Wang Qiaoyun.

“There are always people who are better than you and there are mountains beyond your reach. Don’t be afraid of working hard, be afraid of being ordinary.”

"There are gains and losses, debts and repayments, and God forbids greed."

"Stand tall and grit your teeth. Life and death are easy, but bowing your head is hard."

"Even if I can't be a hero, I must be a good man."

"Don't take all the grudges lightly. If you are not cool and carefree, you are not brave enough."

"When suffering comes, I swallow the wine and drink it all, then I smile to the sky and my tears flow coldly."

"The world of mortals keeps turning, no matter where you are, you can just go with the flow."

"I only hope that our love is deep and our destiny is strong, and that we can stay together forever~"

Soon, it went from a solo concert to a chorus. This song, which has never been released on a record, is now very popular in Southeast Asia and many people can sing it.

This song, "Go with the Flow", both in terms of lyrics and melody, is indeed suitable for these Nanyang tourists who went to Southeast Asia.

Even though those who can enter this room today are all so-called successful people in society, how many of those who went to Southeast Asia did not overcome many difficulties and endure hardships along the way?

I was sold as a piglet and started out by tapping rubber and digging tin.

From being second-class and third-class citizens at the beginning, who could be bullied by anyone, the Chinese have developed to the point where they now make up the majority of the population and wealth, have their own manufacturing industry, their own independent city-state, and their own Penang.

After three hundred years of ups and downs, we have finally reached this day.

Today is the tenth day of October.

national day.

City celebration.

From then on, the Chinese in Penang had roots.

(End of this chapter)