Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 111 Visiting Zhou Shuren

Huageni Road, Du Mansion.

"As of this fundraiser, a total of 6611771 yuan, 3, 8 cents and 8 cents has been collected, which has far exceeded the goal of one million set at the beginning. Many industrialists and entrepreneurs have even expressed their willingness to donate some materials to those affected by the disaster. The public will also be facilitated in the process of purchasing related materials.”

In the office, the clerk put down the list and said excitedly.

In the venue, Du Yuesheng, Zhang Taiyan, Bao Guowei and some people who were helpful to the fund-raising meeting gathered together.

Everyone's face was filled with joy, and Du Yuesheng couldn't help but ask.

"How does it compare to those previous fundraisers?"

The clerk showed a simple smile and said: "Sir, the limit of private fund-raising meetings held in Shanghai in the past was about two million. You know that our fund-raising meeting this time has almost shocked the entire Shanghai City, and even spread to other provinces. Those who came to donate, I heard they also sent a lot of donations, but they haven’t been counted yet!”

"That means our donation amount this time is three times that of previous ordinary fundraisers!"

Du Yuesheng couldn't help but lose his composure. It's not like he had never done charity before. This was the first time he held a fundraising meeting in a serious manner. He didn't expect to achieve such good results.

He saw the wandering Bao Guowei in the crowd, immediately pulled him over and said excitedly.

"The success of this fundraiser is all due to Bao Bingwen's contribution. The song "Fill the World with Love" saved the situation of our fundraiser, and the song "Answer" severely slapped the mouth-breaking person in the face! "

“These days, there are still many voices slandering Bingwen, saying that Bingwen has some Bolshevik tendencies, but I know that Bingwen is really thinking about the country and speaking out for the poor people. "

"From now on, Bingwen will be my nephew. If you can't get along with him, you can't get along with me, Du Yuesheng."

Du Yuesheng's impassioned words gave Bao Guowei a defensive buff, and the audience burst into applause.

Bao Guowei touched his nose with some guilt, and cursed in his heart.

You guessed it right, I am a good young man with a Bolshevik-derived education, a professional little pink who grew up under the red flag.

"Bingwen is really a young hero. I see many college students shouting your name on the street now. Just one poem has people following you so much. It's hard to imagine what achievements Bingwen will have in the future!"

In the venue, Hu Die, as a performer at the fundraiser, also participated in today's celebration. She clapped her hands and commented excitedly.

Ruan Lingyu wore a red dress today, which looked full of charm. She said to Bao Guowei with some tangle.

"Bingwen, you've been very busy lately. You should be free tonight, right? My sisters still have a lot of music-related questions that I want to ask you for advice."

Her eyes were full of anticipation.

Bao Guowei smiled and shook his head and said: "Sister is right, I've been really busy like a spinning top recently. I have to visit Mr. Zhou after the banquet. As for this music issue, let's talk about it when we have a chance. .”

It was very obvious in his words that he declined.

Ruan Lingyu's eyes instantly became gloomy, and she couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Once she was still looking at this high school student, but now he has made her feel a little unattainable.

The two major female celebrities looked at Bao Guowei with burning eyes, and the people around them also cast envious glances.

He became famous at a young age and was admired by beautiful women.

Everyone wants to achieve such an achievement!

Bao Guowei didn't feel much at all, but he felt that the smell of the two sisters was very good, and it was much more natural than the smell of perfumes in later generations.

It's just that the two sisters seemed to have no sense of boundaries. Sometimes they would grab their hands, and sometimes they would touch them casually.

If Bao Guowei hadn't been a veteran in his soul, with this young brother's body, he might have really fallen in love with the two women of the Republic of China.

If the incident happens, there will be a headline like this in the newspapers.

"Zhang Taiyan's apprentice actually abandoned his daughter!" Why is it like seducing a married female celebrity by hugging her from left to right? 》

When you think about it, he looks very explosive and very easy to lose his reputation.

Fortunately, someone came to the rescue soon.

Gao Weixin ran over from outside the door and said, "Bingwen, sir, let you go to the door. We are going to see Brother Xun."

Bao Guowei looked relieved, stood up and said to the two female stars.

"Sister Hu Die, Sister Lingyu, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

Hu Die was obviously a little disappointed. He stopped with the wine glass in the air and said, "Hey, Bingwen has to do big things after all, and we can't keep you here. Don't forget to come and see your sister more often."

Ruan Lingyu was already a little drunk now. She was dizzy. The words Bao Guowei said to her for the first time were still echoing in her head. She immediately felt that this man might be the one who understood her best. But she didn’t dare to bring it up. She could only lower her eyes and said, “Bingwen, be careful on the road. The night in Shanghai is not very peaceful now.”

"Don't worry, with Mr. Du's arrangements, nothing should happen."

Bao Guowei bowed his hand, put on his hat and left in a hurry.

"Bingwen, do you know how Zhou Shuren curses people?"

On the way to Brother Xun's house, Zhang Taiyan asked this question without hesitation.

"Open the vest?"

Bao Guowei replied somewhat strangely. He looked at his husband's meaningful eyes again and immediately understood Zhang Taiyan's meaning.

It seems that Zhang Taiyan feels that he can't control himself anymore, so he breaks the rules and asks himself to use the name Bao Guowei when publishing something in the future, or to open a vest or something like that.

Bao Guowei thought in his heart, Master, you may not know that I actually opened a vest called Jin Guliang a long time ago. I also wrote a martial arts novel and made a lot of money.

Passing by the Huangpu River, there were many ladies in cheongsam and gentlemen in suits walking together, and the streets were full of the sounds of vendors selling goods.

There were also some men in costumes with fierce looks, standing guard at the door of dance halls or bars. They looked like they were gangsters watching the scene.

Gao Weixin looked out the window at the bustling streets and said, "Shanghai is really extraordinary. You can't see such scenery in other places."

The driver was Guo Er. He had previously taken care of Zhang Taiyan and others when they arrived in Shanghai. He was also considered a capable little boss under Du Yuesheng. Today, he was arranged to escort Zhang Taiyan and his party.

Nowadays, Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin are still in a fierce battle, not to mention that many newspapers have suffered losses as a result. If they are not protected, some people will act evil.

So caution is advisable.

Guo Er chuckled and explained to a few people: "Mr. Zhang and everyone are too busy recently. If you can stay in Shanghai for a longer time, I can lead the way for you to visit the nightclubs on the Bund, and I will definitely satisfy you. "

Gao Weixin obviously hadn't eaten meat for many days. Looking at the snow-white thighs of the cheongsam lady on the street, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Before he could speak, Zhang Taiyan said: "No, there is no need to go to this kind of occasion. We will return to Hangzhou in a few days after we finish."

"It's all up to you sir."

Guo Er nodded.

Bao Guowei actually wanted to take a look inside the nightclub. He wasn't greedy for those snow-white thighs, it was just the curiosity of future generations.

It is said that the ten-mile foreign market in Shanghai during the Republic of China was a place where people were drunk and dreaming. He wanted to take a closer look. Art comes from life. If you really want to write good novels and articles, it is true to draw materials from life.

In Bao Guowei's mind, he has always had an idea to write a realistic novel based on some later works and his own current experiences.

It’s not enough to always write trivial things. If you really want to enter the literary world, novels with realistic themes are a topic that you can never avoid.

He already had some notes in his notebook.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a gunshot exploded in the darkness, and a hole appeared on the black iron sheet of the car.

Bao Guowei's heart skipped a beat and he shouted immediately.

"There is an ambush, sir, get down quickly!"

The moving car also shook a little.

Guo Er was a little surprised and cursed angrily.

"Damn it, why did something happen now!"

There was no time to explain, Bao Guowei pressed Zhang Taiyan under the desk and chair with his hand, and took out the well-maintained Browning M1903 from his arms.

What he had always been afraid of happened.

　Thanks to "Wuqiong the King of Dianshao" for the 500 starting coin reward and the monthly ticket recommendation!

　　Kneel down for the boss here!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)