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

Chapter 116 Standing Committee

Seeing Guo Le appear in his sight, Bao Guowei breathed a sigh of relief.

He has indeed been a bit on edge lately.

He stood up to greet him and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Guo. What kind of wind has brought you here?"

As a famous industrialist in Shanghai during this period, Guo Le helped them a lot in the previous fund-raising meeting, and he was also a famous patriotic entrepreneur. Bao Guowei still had a good impression of him.

Looking around, Bao Guowei found that there were messy letters all around him, and he couldn't help but said with some embarrassment.

"How about we go to the living room and talk. There is really no way to move around in the room."

Guo Le was also very sincere, nodded and said: "It all depends on Bingwen."

There is a reception room inside the hotel, which is specially used for the VIP guests to discuss matters.

After talking all the way, Bao Guowei understood the purpose of the other party's visit. It turned out to be because of the letter he had sent earlier.

As soon as Guo Le sat down, he couldn't wait to express his intention.

"I have asked someone to study the mask improvement drawings given by Mr. Bingwen and produce them for trial use. Compared with the masks made by Mr. Wu Liande, they are much simpler and more scientific."

"I came here this time just to discuss patent cooperation with Mr. Bingwen."

Bao Guowei raised his eyebrows. He provided the simple mask drawings from his memory.

At first, I thought that today's production technology might not be able to do it, but I didn't expect that Guo Le meant it was a joke?

The other party now also runs Yongan Textile Company, which is considered one of the top light industrial companies in Shanghai.

This is the reason why Bao Guowei sent him the drawings.

"I can't say patent. My idea is to be able to produce it as soon as possible. You know, the current epidemic situation is not optimistic."

Bao Guowei has never thought about using masks to make money. The royalties for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" are still flowing, so he doesn't have to worry about money for the time being.

The most important thing right now is still the prevention and control of epidemics.

Guo Le's eyes showed admiration. As a businessman, he can naturally see the commercial value of masks.

He said: "Bingwen, you should think about it. Now there is a "Interim Handicraft Award Regulations" in China. If you are willing to apply, it will benefit a lot in the future."

Bao Guowei couldn't guess what the other party meant. He didn't want to get too entangled in these matters and spoke frankly.

"Since it has been handed over to Mr. Guo, how about I ask him to handle all these matters. As for me, I can just give some symbolic shares."

Being too selfless made him look a little strange, so Bao Guowei made a clean suggestion.

"Of course, I have a condition, which is to immediately step up the production of masks and invest in the prevention and control work in Suzhou and Hangzhou."

Guo Le raised his eyebrows. He came today to win the franchise of masks.

As a businessman with a unique vision, he naturally fully believes in the role of masks in the epidemic.

Twenty years ago, when the plague occurred in the Northeast, Mr. Wu Liande invented the Wu mask, which played a vital role in the epidemic because of its ease of production, low cost, and tight protection.

Therefore, Mr. Wu Liande was even nominated for the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine in 1935.

Bao Guowei's mask drawings this time are an improved version based on Wu's masks.

Nowadays, it is not just the domestic need to prevent and treat epidemics. The global pandemic is still in the spread stage, and all countries have needs for related medical equipment!

Guo Le felt a little excited at the thought that he might be able to open up foreign markets. He nodded repeatedly and said.

"Prioritizing the treatment of epidemics is naturally the first priority."

He was also very concerned about the epidemic in Gusu, patted his chest and said.

"Don't worry, even if I pay for it myself, I will definitely increase the production capacity of this mask!"

Next, I talked with Guo Le about the supply of epidemic materials.

Bao Guowei is not so naive. He can completely solve the epidemic problem by just relying on his own short story of epidemic prevention and control.

For major disasters and epidemics, materials are the most important thing. Without sufficient supply of materials, everything is in vain.

In fact, Zhang Taiyan and Du Yuesheng had already almost arranged all this, and Bao Guowei only had a rough understanding of it.

Under the momentum of donations in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, many industrialists have stepped forward to donate generously.

This time is not only a good opportunity to build a reputation, but also to reflect the national responsibility of domestic brands.

"Mr. Bingwen, if you have any other inventions from now on, you can send me a letter directly."

Guo Le handed over a business card address and looked at Bao Guowei with eyes full of admiration.

This man is only seventeen years old. You must know that Guo Le's grandson is also fifteen years old, but now he calls Bao Guowei a gentleman.

Not to mention the admiration for Bao Guowei from outside now.

After walking out of the hotel, Guo Le took a long breath and couldn't help but sigh to the bodyguard next to him.

"Biaozi, is there anything new to say about Bao Guowei?"

The bodyguard obviously did not expect that Mr. Guo would talk to him. He thought for a while and replied.

"How do I know this? Mr. Guo, you are better informed."

"Different people have different faces. I interact with more people on a daily basis, so just speak freely."

After hearing what Mr. Guo said, bodyguard Biaozi naturally had no way to shirk it. He thought for a while and said.

"I heard some students call Bao Guowei their 'youth leader,' but this title is a bit too sensitive."

Biaozi scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Youth leader?"

Guo Le thought about it carefully, thinking about the things Bao Guowei had done recently, and couldn't help but comment.

"It's quite appropriate."

"Now the outside world is completely supporting us." In the Du Mansion, Guo Ergong raised his hands and said to Du Yuesheng who was sitting in the upper position.

Du Yuesheng was holding a small cup in his hand at the moment, which contained clear and pungent wine. He shook it gently and drank it in one gulp.

The inside of the mouth suddenly felt hot.

Lao Baigan.

In fact, liquor has been available since ancient times, but at that time it was still called shochu and steamed liquor.

According to archeology, containers for distilled liquor have been discovered in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Shaojiu and steamed liquor had already appeared in the Tang Dynasty. Liquor in the Yuan Dynasty had already taken its prototype, which was very different from that of later generations.

Therefore, the use of distilled wine in many time-travel novels shocked the ancients or filled them with praise, which is really a bit inconsistent.

But the upper class in ancient times have always liked rice wine, which is sweet and not strong.

For gangs like the Qing Gang, which started from water transportation, liquor is their favorite. After hard work, a glass of strong and spicy liquor is indescribably satisfying.

Du Yuesheng loved Lao Baigan the most, so he poured himself another glass, then curled his lips and said.

"The outside world supports us. That is a matter for the literary and art circles. The most important thing for us now is to catch the murderer of the attack!"

After this happened, Du Yuesheng almost broke Guo Er's legs, only to learn about it later.

Wang Xiaohu and his group, who were originally protecting them, were lured away early.

This was a long-planned assassination, and even a German-made submachine gun was used. It was simply appalling.

Zhang Taiyan and he were good friends, but not to the point of life-and-death acquaintance.

But this time it was a real mess that happened under his protection.

Many people with evil intentions also suspected that he, Du Yuesheng, directed and acted himself, just because he wanted to monopolize the funds raised.

I almost made Du Yuesheng angry. Is he short of millions of people now?

Guo Er said with a grimace.

"Brother Gao used a grenade to blow up the car and turned it into a pile of coke. Even the people inside couldn't even piece together a human face. There's really no way to identify it."

Thinking of this, Du Yuesheng also felt a little emotional.

"Thanks to Bingwen, those three grenades saved themselves and me, Du Yuesheng!"

He couldn't imagine what kind of chaos would happen if Zhang Taiyan and Bao Guowei really died in Shanghai.

Anyway, Du Yuesheng will definitely not be able to escape the persecution of the literary and artistic circles.

"Hey, this Bao Guowei is a strange person. How can anyone carry three wooden handle grenades with him? This is too careful."

Guo Er also looked frightened.

"But thanks to his caution."

Du Yuesheng is now the master of both black and white in the Shanghai stock market. He has no choice but to see how difficult it is.

"Does the Shanghai Government have any clues?"

If he pointed something out, there seemed to be murderous intent in his old eyes.

Guo Er naturally understood what the other party was talking about, and he was slightly frustrated and said with anger in his tone.

"The guys from the national government actually told us that the matter was too difficult to deal with, and they asked us to wait until we have instructions from above before we can act."

"Although there is no evidence, it is obvious that this matter is inseparable from the Japanese in the concession."

Du Yuesheng squinted his eyes. He couldn't figure out what the Japanese were going to do, but according to the investigations over the past few days, the Japanese definitely played an important role in it.

"You know that the government's attitude towards the Japanese has always been to appease, especially Principal Chang."

Guo Er said carefully, knowing that this was Du Yuesheng's forbidden area.

"shameful!"

The wine glass shattered on the ground with a bang.

Du Yuesheng gasped for breath, and it took him a long time to regain his composure, knowing that he could not do without Chang Kaishen now.

"Don't say anything out loud today."

Guo Er immediately knelt down and said repeatedly: "Master, what are you talking about? Even if I, Guo Xiaoer, are cut in pieces, I will not dare to betray you!"

Jinling.

National Government Building.

In the spacious office on the top floor.

A male voice with a Fenghua accent said.

"Xun En, I heard something happened over there in Shanghai."

Although Chen Xun'en was not from Fenghua, he could hear every word clearly. He held a black document in his hand and spoke respectfully.

"It is understood that the commission has something to do with the Japanese."

"Well, the document says that Bao Bingwen seems to be very good, but there are some issues with his tendency?"

Chen Xun'en was shocked. He knew what the committee members were most concerned about.

"There is no news yet."

"Well, let's do more research. With Du Yuesheng's guarantee, there should be no problem."

The room was silent for another long time, and then a male voice with a Fenghua accent came.

"The National Games in April must be held well, and things like the epidemic should be dealt with properly! Send a guidance team there, April is only a little over a month away, and I will also meet this Bao Guowei by then."

"These methods are quite interesting."

Chen Xuen nodded slightly and said.

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)