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

Chapter 414 The Development of Detective Literature? You Can Change Britain!
"We're here. This is the Savoy Hotel."

"Squeak~"

The brake pads under the front waiter's feet made a loud noise, and the car stopped steadily in front of the hotel.

Such a luxurious car attracted the attention of many passers-by.

After the waiter got out of the car, he opened the back door and bowed to Bao Guowei inside and spoke.

"Sir, we have arrived at the hotel. We will send someone to wait at the hotel front desk. You can tell us where you need to go in London these days."

"Thank you." Bao Guowei nodded politely, stopped his previous discussion of detective novels, looked at Agatha who was a little dazed and said.

"Please send Ms. Christie to where she wants to go."

"That's natural." Even if Bao Guowei didn't say it, the waiter would definitely do so. However, after Bao Guowei said this, he could act as if it was a matter of course, otherwise there would be suspicion of misusing public resources for personal gain.

After Bao Guowei and others got off the car one by one, the waiter turned his eyes to the legendary female writer in the corner.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised, because the female writer had a dull look in her eyes, staring straight ahead, and didn't move at all.

Fortunately, it happened in the 20th century. If it had happened in the Middle Ages, the waiter would have thought that Agatha was possessed by the devil.

"Ms. Christie? Ms. Christie!"

The calls woke Agatha from her thoughts. She looked out of the car and spoke hurriedly.

"Wait, Mr. Bao!"

At this moment, Bao Guowei was preparing to say goodbye to her, standing outside the car door with a smile on his face.

Agatha opened her mouth and wanted to ask what was to come, but then she thought it was inappropriate.

She smiled politely and said, "Accurate analysis, perfect prediction, amazing conception, just like the legend. I even think you are an extremely professional mystery novelist."

Bao Guowei said with ease: "If I have the opportunity, I will try to write a mystery novel."

If I could think of a suitable template, he complained silently in his heart.

"In addition," Bao Guowei said sincerely, "I also hope to make detective literature more diverse."

Agatha nodded slightly. After just a short contact, she had already deeply felt the other person's personal charm.

When preparing to leave, Agatha couldn't help but ask at the window.

"It seems that Mr. Bao has a deep understanding of mystery novels. Doesn't he plan to create a few works in Europe?"

Overtly or covertly, Agatha still hoped that the other party could join in the creation of detective novels.

But for Bao Guowei, detective novels are not as influential as science fiction novels.

Influence is what he wants most now.

After thinking about it, Bao Guowei mentioned.

"In fact ma'am, I wrote one on the ferry coming to London."

"You wrote a mystery novel? I knew it!" Agatha asked, getting a little excited. "Can I read it in advance?"

She became even more curious about Bao Guowei and had already planned to read all of his works after returning.

Bao Guowei said truthfully: "But it is not a mystery work, but a science fiction work."

"Science fiction?"

"Yes." Bao Guowei nodded and said, "You should be able to see it in a few days. It seems to be called "Seaside Magazine"."

"Seaside Magazine?"

Agatha frowned.

Because she remembered that when Conan Doyle was still alive, his "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" was serialized in this magazine.

Since Conan Doyle's death, The Strand Magazine has lost its former appeal and is said to be on the verge of bankruptcy.

Now, why did Bao Guowei, an oriental literature writer, submit his works to "Seaside Magazine"?

The next day, in the reception room of the Savoy Hotel.

Both Bernard Shaw and Arnold came to visit early in the morning.

The purpose is very clear, which is to come here because of what happened at the banquet last night.

"I didn't expect you to cause such a big commotion."

Shaw stuffed the coffee cup into his beard, took a small sip and said.

To be honest, Bao Guowei has always been wondering how this gentleman managed to drink coffee without getting any stains on his beard with such a long beard?
"After the banquet at Chelsea Old Church last night, three members of parliament came to my door one after another.

They heard that I was on good terms with you, and they wanted to use my connections to introduce you to them.”

Arnold's mouth was almost stretched to his ears, and his face looked very happy.

"But don't worry, I rejected them. With your current status, you can't just meet with the distinguished councillors whenever you want."

If we were to say which scholar in London today most admires Bao Guowei, it would naturally be Arnold Joseph Toynbee.

After all, it was he who brought Bao Guowei to London.

And the other party actually proposed a strategy to save the British economy at a banquet.

It even became a big hit and made the extreme right-wing Mosley lose face, which was simply the most gratifying thing.

"Mosley's failure is inevitable," said George Bernard Shaw. "The nationalism this guy advocates will push our country into the abyss."

Then Shaw looked at Bao Guowei and said, "Bao, I never thought that you have such profound research in economics.

I am deeply grateful for your outstanding contribution to democratic socialism."

Shaw's gratitude was very sincere. As a senior socialist in London, he had a lot of contact with the Labour Party and naturally understood what the economic policies proposed by Bao Guowei meant to the Labour Party!
Every Londoner who knows anything about politics knows that the recession has sent Labour's support plummeting.

The then Labour Prime Minister Ramsay MacDonald was already in a state of panic.

This is like providing timely help!

Sitting between the two of them, Bao Guowei, who had not yet woken up, looked confused.

He was woken up by the two gentlemen just at daybreak. They looked excited as if it was their own business.

Seeing the dark circles under Shaw's eyes, Bao Guowei couldn't help but wonder if this gentleman hadn't slept all night because of this matter?

Bao Guowei knew that this banquet would have an impact, but he did not expect it to ferment so quickly.

Even in London at that time, information did not flow quickly, let alone such upper-class matters, which basically only circulated within small circles.

"Gentlemen, what happened last night? Can you tell me?"

Bao Guowei doesn't like drinking coffee very much, so he has a cup of Ceylon black tea in his hand and some pastries for breakfast.

Hearing Bao Guowei's question, Shaw and Arnold looked at each other and then smiled meaningfully.

Arnold pointed at Bao Guowei and said.

"Bao, you are now completely famous in London."

"???"

Bao Guowei was full of questions.

I knew I was famous, so what happened?

He had just gotten out of bed and was still sleepy and tired.

On the contrary, these two old gentlemen look very energetic.

The comparison between the two reminded Bao Guowei of his student days when he was interrogated by his teacher.

"Then let me tell you." Shaw coughed and explained for Bao Guowei.

“Actually, it’s not that complicated.

Yesterday, after attending the banquet, the MPs and professors in London immediately spread your theory.

The Conservatives and the right wingers all had to pull the corners of their mouths to the ground.

And our Labour Party and socialists are seeing the light. Bao, this is all thanks to you. "

When Shaw talked about this, his face was filled with joy, as if he were there himself.

"Isn't it more than that?"

Bao Guowei had expected these reactions, but that alone should not have made the two so excited.

"Yes, there is another more important point." Shaw nodded and said, "Last night, after leaving the banquet, Harold Laski made a special trip to 10 Downing Street to visit the Prime Minister."

"I heard that His Royal Highness Prince Henry also went to Buckingham Palace last night and reported the news to His Majesty the King at Windsor Castle."

After hearing this, Bao Guowei understood why the two gentlemen reacted in such a way.

It turned out that the two people with the highest status and power in the Great Ying Empire were alarmed?

"What do these two gentlemen mean?"

"Appreciation!" Shaw and Arnold both uttered the word at the same time.

Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment, then said.

"It's my pleasure."

To be honest, the development of things has far exceeded his expectations.

Arnold said: "Bao, the Prime Minister has already intended to recruit you to join the Ministry of Finance to become the UK's economic adviser. No Oriental has ever worked in the London Ministry of Finance. You may be the first."

When in China, Arnold would never have thought that after arriving in London, Bao Guowei would gain the attention of the cabinet so quickly.

This is just too crazy.

"At present, Bao's economic ideas are still in the evaluation stage. The cabinet has found Mr. John Maynard Keynes, a member of the British Academy of Sciences, to assist. But Bao, rest assured, this series of economic policies will be effectively implemented. I am very confident about this."

Shaw was so excited today that he didn't even behave like his usual self.

When Bao Guowei heard Keynes' name, he couldn't hold it in anymore.

Many parts of the theories I proposed were based on Keynes' later theories.

I wonder how the other party will react after seeing this theory?
After the two gentlemen finished their speeches, Bao Guowei spoke carefully.

"I am delighted to have been able to help get the UK out of the recession economically.

This can help countless people at the bottom of society, including our compatriots.”

After hearing this, George Bernard Shaw cast an admiring look at Bao Guowei. He looked at Bao Guowei as if he had seen a treasure.

"But," Bao Guowei paused and said frankly, "I have no intention of serving in the UK."

"This"

Shaw and Arnold looked at each other, and their excitement calmed down.

The "victory" before them came so suddenly that both of them had almost forgotten about it.

No matter how successful Bao Guowei is in the UK, he is still an Oriental, a pure Chinese.

How can one abandon one's own country and take a position in another country?
If Bao Guowei were such a person, wouldn't George Bernard Shaw be the first one to look down on him?

"Bao" Arnold wanted to say something to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Bao Guowei.

Bao Guowei said: "Gentlemen, I have discussed this with Prince Henry.

To be honest, I may seem to know everything, but in fact I am a layman in many areas.”

This sentence expresses Bao Guowei's true feelings, but unfortunately no one believes it now.

He then gave the two gentlemen a shot of prevention.

"If all goes well, I can serve as a consultant and participate in economic reforms through correspondence."

Bao Guowei deliberately avoided the question and the two gentlemen had no choice. Now that the matter has not been finalized, it is not convenient for them to persuade him any further.

They chatted idly, and soon they started talking about Bao Guowei's encounter with Agatha Christie.

Bao Guowei said with a strange look on his face: "I didn't expect Ms. Christie to show up so suddenly. You know, a big reason why I attended the salon was because of her and Mr. Churchill."

After listening to the meeting and conversation between Bao Guowei and Agatha.

George Bernard Shaw said jokingly: "Bingwen is really popular among ladies. If she were 20 years younger, you might have a story."

The muscles on Bao Guowei's face twitched.

I feel speechless when I think about how this "old and unrefined" literary giant once had a love affair with a girl who was much older than him.

The relationship is said to have begun in 1921 with Shaw and a young American actress.

The latter was an avid admirer of George Bernard Shaw, and the two had a relationship during a vacation.

However, this news mostly appears in some rumors and cannot be confirmed.

But what is certain is that George Bernard Shaw, who remained unmarried throughout his life, was also a talented and romantic man.

Perhaps no artist can escape the word "romantic"?

I could only find an opportunity to hint at Shaw's affairs, but I had to explain my own affairs.

Bao Guowei doesn't want the rumors about him and Aunt Agatha to spread to future generations!

He reluctantly explained: "Sir, I just had a simple exchange with Ms. Christie."

"When Ms. Christie was young, she was a shining pearl in London, but it was a pity that she did not meet a good husband," Arnold added with a smile.

"Okay, I think we should drop this topic."

Bao Guowei secretly kept this grudge in mind, thinking that he would definitely make fun of these two old scoundrels someday.

Oxford university.

Wu Mi, who lives near the school, finally met his good friend Thomas Stearns Eliot today.

After getting off the boat at the dock, he rejected Bao Guowei's invitation and stayed in a hotel near Oxford University.

Just to meet this gentleman.

Speaking of Mr. Eliot, Wu Mi once studied with him at Harvard University in the United States. They both studied under the comparative literature scholar Irving Babbitt, so they can be considered brothers.

"Which office, Mr. T. S. Elliott?"

After finally finding the office building, Wu Mi asked the front desk about the location of Elliot's office.

Only then did I see my long-lost friend on the third floor.

At this moment, Elliot was looking at a newspaper with a strange look on his face.

The way the other person was absorbed in reading reminded Wu Mi of the time when he was studying in the United States.

He knocked on the door gently, and when he saw no response from the other party, he walked over to Elliot.

After taking a quick glance, Wu Mi actually found Bao Guowei's name on the latest newspaper.

Eliot has always been interested in Indian culture and Chinese culture.

It is not surprising that a young man who has just arrived in London is interested in Oriental literature.

Wu Mi was just about to make a joke to the other party, but when he was reading the newspaper, he couldn't hear anyone coming in.

But I was shocked by the content in the newspaper.

He was petrified.

Those words echoed in my mind.

"Bao Guowei, an all-round writer from China?"

"Master of Economics?"

"To silence Councilman Mosley?"

“Save Britain!!!”

(End of this chapter)