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

Chapter 211 The sorrow of the times! An Shu is really in love?
"An Baozhen!"

The female manager's eyes widened with anger, and her hair almost stood on end. But after seeing An Shuzhen's firm eyes, she knew with her keen intuition that something must have happened to her.

But as a businessman, her first priority is not to fight with emotions, but to minimize losses.

Then she turned to look at Tang Jishan fawningly, and said with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Tang, please wait a moment. Baozhen may be feeling a little uncomfortable today. I'll talk to her again."

"Humph!"

Tang Jishan felt that she couldn't save her face. She had obviously spent money. What was the reason why this young lady didn't want to leave with her?
What else did she say that she was not qualified? He felt insulted.

The female manager who pulled An Shuzhen aside, her eyes intertwined with desire and threat, whispered.

"Baozhen, Shuzhen, didn't you say this before? Didn't we make an appointment? You should know. I understand the situation in your family. Don't you need this money? Let's work together."

She used both soft and hard tactics, and threatened.

"If you break the contract, you will have to bear the losses alone. Our Paramount is not only involved in the concession, but also with the Qing Gang and the Ax Gang. Don't be confused."

"This Mr. Tang is not an old man. You see, he is very handsome. His family runs a tea business. He is young and promising. If you follow him in the future, even if you are young, you will be able to enjoy the world. What don't you want to do? "

The female manager's voice was like a magic sound that echoed in An Shuzhen's mind.

An Shuzhen bit her lip desperately. She thought of the expectations at home, the safety of her younger brothers and sisters, and her mother who had spent her life trying to make a living.

Then he looked at Bao Guowei, who was not far away.

People already have their own new lives, maybe they shouldn’t
Thinking of this, An Shuzhen shed a tear from the corner of her eyes, noncommittal.

At this moment, the noise on the stage continued.

Where has Tang Jishan suffered such grievances, he said angrily: "Lao Tzu is not enough, who else is sufficient? Are you not satisfied with the four thousand oceans? Can you be a beep made by gold? is a blocked word)

The female manager's face was full of embarrassment. She looked at An Shuzhen eagerly. The Tang Jishan in front of her was a big financial backer of Paramount. She had offended this person and wondered what to do in the future.

She panicked and saw that An Shuzhen had no intention of continuing to resist. She immediately called several waiters to force An Shuzhen upstairs.

"Everyone, Miss Baozhen is a little tired today. Take her upstairs to rest for a while and then send her to Mr. Tang's room."

"Okay, okay! That's how it should be! I like this tune!"

A hungry wolf-like smile appeared on Tang Jishan's face. Unable to suppress the excitement in her eyes, she looked at An Shuzhen, who was like a little white rabbit.

An Shuzhen, who was originally a little compromised, saw Tang Jishan who was like a pig brother, especially when the two waiters held her up.

She had another feeling.

I was being manipulated at will like a leaf falling in the wind, and my mind recalled every bit of my time in Hangzhou.

"Let me go! I won't go!"

An Shuzhen struggled hard, but she still couldn't resist the pull of five or six male waiters.

She really wanted to look at that location and see that man.

If he were now, might he be able to save himself?
But I also feel that I don’t deserve mercy right now.

At this time, the men on stage who often regarded themselves as gentlemen could not sit still.

They saw the pitiful side of the "beauty" Pear Blossoms and Rain, and they couldn't help but sympathize with her.

Not everyone is envious of Tang Jishan's high profile, more people are jealous to the point of resentment towards his romantic style.

At this moment, many people had another idea in their minds.

It seems that Miss Baozhen doesn't like Tang Jishan. Maybe a hero can come to the rescue to win the beauty's favor?

Just like the gifted man and the beautiful woman, it is the same in martial arts novels.

But if you think this way, countless people hesitate to actually do it.

That’s four thousand yuan! Who can afford it?
And Tang Jishan, is that something ordinary people can provoke?

"No! I won't go!" An Shuzhen's helpless cry came from the center of the stage, tugging at the hearts of everyone present.

Of course, there was also Cao Yanhai sitting in the dark, slamming the wine glass in his hand on the table.

In the eyes of Cao Yanhai, the act of forcing a woman to do this is exactly what a chivalrous person would do. How could he just sit back and ignore the situation when he roared when he saw injustice on the road.

But his main task today is to protect Bao Guowei.

So he came to Bao Guowei. Bao Guowei didn't let him take action just now, but he was frustrated.

"Master."

Bao Guowei raised his eyes and saw that his former classmate was now wearing a cheongsam and no longer looked as proud and arrogant as before.

Some are just the sorrow of an ordinary person under the ruthless torrent of the times.

There are many, many women like An Shuzhen.

An Shuzhen may have been bad in the past, but her crime did not end there.

So he nodded and waved for Cao Yanhai to come over.

Cao Yanhai was just about to give a loud shout and make a grand appearance, but he didn't expect Bao Guowei to have "instructions".

He put his ear to it suspiciously, and after listening, his face immediately showed a look of joy.

"It has to be you, Master. This method can save this young lady and reduce the influence."

Bao Guowei didn't care about his compliment and reminded him.

"Remember, it's best not to kill anyone."

Cao Yanhai chuckled, patted his chest and said in assurance: "Look, if you can't study well, I, Old Cao, am good at beating people!"

After saying that, he disappeared into the dim ballroom.

At this moment, An Shuzhen had been dragged off the stage. She lowered her head in despair. The voice she was expecting did not appear after all.

"Sure enough, does he have no feelings for me anymore? I don't blame him. How can I expect him to put down his own safety to save me, the person who once insulted him?"

"It's time to accept your fate, An Shuzhen."

She said to herself.

In the ballroom, no one wanted to speak out.

It's not that they are unwilling, it's just that in this era, everyone chooses to be wise and protect themselves.

Chivalrous? Morality? justice?

What is the value?
No matter how much you like An Shuzhen, you still have to consider the consequences.

"Otherwise we go to the police station. How could Paramount treat Miss Baozhen like this!"

Immediately, someone sneered and said, "Don't be ridiculous, the patrol room is the one covering the Paramount. It's useless for you to come to the patrol room."

"It's okay, let's continue playing music and dancing."

Sympathy goes as quickly as it comes.

When they could no longer hear An Shuzhen's cries or see An Shuzhen's miserable condition, they could continue to enjoy themselves here with peace of mind.

An Shuzhen's figure was getting further and further away, just when everyone thought the storm was over.

A slightly older Western accent came out.

"Wait, gentlemen, don't be so rude to a lady."

"In my opinion, four thousand dollars is indeed a bit too little. I am willing to pay five thousand dollars to buy Miss Baozhen's favor."

The noise in the venue suddenly stopped.

Everyone turned their attention to the direction of the speech and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's Mr. Hartung! The richest Jewish man! The famous real estate tycoon!"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and some people could not help but speculate in a low voice.

"Is this almost eighty-year-old foreign man also interested? Is he okay?"

"Hey, you don't know, foreigners are more perverted when it comes to playing. Some of them can still play even if they are not good enough."

There were a lot of discussions in the crowd, but Bao Guowei frowned because he noticed the way Hartong looked at him.

It seems to be saying, leave it to you, little brother!

not good! Bao Guowei thought something was wrong, knowing that the other party must have seen something in An Shuzhen's eyes.

This Jewish ghost guy is very shrewd and has great insight into people's hearts. It is inevitable that he will do some unnecessary things. Before Bao Guowei could react, he heard Hartung, a Jew, say loudly with a smile.

“Our Jewish ancestors always said, be nice to others as you climb up, because you’ll bump into them on your way down.”

Hartung spread his hands and seemed to regard the five thousand pieces of ocean as a pile of dung.

"We Jews have always liked to help others. This way we are also helping ourselves. Since Miss Baozhen is unwilling, I, Hartung, am willing to pay the five thousand to make Miss Baozhen happy."

Hartong had already seen something wrong in An Shuzhen's eyes.

His eyes were always fixed on Bao Guowei, so he should think about it.

With a young literary giant like Bao Guowei, what woman wouldn’t be addicted to it?
Hartung looked again and saw that Bao Guowei's expression was very complicated.

His "smart" mind started to fantasize.

Perhaps this literary giant also has different emotions towards this woman?

Hartung enjoys the beauty of adulthood. In his opinion, this is more comfortable than giving money directly.

Moreover, you have to give it properly and quietly.
Hartung continued: "Miss Baozhen, I am an old man who can no longer dance. How about you find a gentleman you like in the venue and dance with us?"

One stone caused a thousand waves!

"Wow~"

There was an uproar in the venue, and everyone present couldn't believe their ears, whether they heard it wrong.

It wasn't until word of mouth spread and multiple confirmations that everyone really accepted this reality.

Is this foreigner crazy?

"You have nowhere to spend your money, right? Is this old Hartung confused? Give me this money!"

"Hey, you don't understand. Foreigners are different. They are principled and can't bear to see so many people bullying a woman."

"I think this Hartung may not necessarily have any kind thoughts in his heart, but he may be holding back some bad fruits!"

People around him were talking a lot, but Hartung didn't care at all. He looked at the female manager on the stage meaningfully and said.

"What's wrong, Manager Xue, didn't I say that the one who bids the most can dance with Miss Baozhen?"

Manager Xue's face was shocked at first, then surprised again after thinking about the amount, but when he thought about the entanglement, his face felt like he had eaten fly shit.

These two people are both big bosses. How can I, a small manager, offend them?
But after thinking about it, she finally felt that this foreign man was more awesome.

In this case, tonight's storm can be perfectly resolved.

She looked at Tang Jishan apologetically.

"Mr. Tang, look at this"

The way Manager Xue hesitated to speak, it was obvious that he had made a decision in his heart.

Regarding this, Tang Jishan felt even more insulted. It was obviously me who came first!

He squeezed out a voice from between his teeth and said: "How can Manager Xue do this kind of business? If you buy it and leave, I paid the money and you delivered the goods, how can there be any reason to sell it to others?"

Manager Xue was originally in a panic, but when he saw the joking look in Hartong's eyes in the audience, he immediately distinguished the big king from the big one.

In this case, only Hartung has the highest status, a Jewish identity, a white-skinned Westerner, and owns countless real estates and has extremely extensive connections in the concession.

Compared with this one, Tang Jishan is nothing!
She immediately hardened up and said with a smile.

"Mr. Tang, where are you? This is the Paramount Ballroom. It is a place for the upper class in Shanghai to socialize. It is not a brothel that sells girls. This gift is not a sale, but a sincerity to our girl. "

Manager Xue twisted his body and said very proudly.

"Master Tang, please don't make a mistake or lose your identity."

"you!"

Tang Jishan immediately trembled with anger. He had never suffered such grievances in such a romantic place.

"Then what do you think of my four thousand yuan?"

"this."

Thinking of this, Manager Xue naturally felt a little sad. It was impossible to make her spit out the money.

So, Manager Xue rubbed his hands and said slightly apologetically.

"Mr. Tang, you should also know that our Paramount never refunds money, especially the flowers and gifts sent out. That's how we feel about the girls."

Manager Xue was talking very ecstatically, but as he was talking, he realized that something was wrong with Tang Jishan's eyes.

The cold eyes made Manager Xue shiver immediately. She knew she was wrong and said with a smile.

"Young Master Tang, don't be too sad. There is no grass anywhere in the world. You can choose two girls from us to accompany you. This can be considered as compensation for you."

Tang Jishan grabbed Manager Xue's shoulders, and the latter let out an exclamation.

"What kind of girl is as good as Baozhen? What kind of girl is worth two thousand yuan!"

"This... Mr. Tang, please calm down."

Seeing that the scene was becoming unbearable, Manager Xue turned his attention to Hartong who was aside.

The latter was lying on the sofa with the old god at the moment, drinking red wine, looking very interesting.

It's like watching a stage play.

Hartong almost didn't take Tang Jishan seriously at all. He gently raised his wine glass and said to An Shuzhen.

"Miss Baozhen, you can choose your dance partner tonight."

The meaning in Hartong's eyes was very clear, suggesting that An Shuzhen would choose the one she liked, which was the Bao Guowei in front of her.

"Me, me." An Shuzhen stood there, casting longing glances at Bao Guowei from time to time.

But there has been no response.

At this time, Tang Jishan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he was naturally extremely unconvinced.

His fingers even trembled a little, it was always him who walked through the crowd of women, it was always he who abandoned others and despised others.

When will I be rejected again?
He glared at An Shuzhen and asked loudly.

"An Baozhen! What's wrong with me? If you say I'm not qualified, then who of the people here is qualified?"

Tang Jishan was hysterical and had no scruples, then pointed at Hartung and said.

"Do you like this kind of old man?"

He approached step by step, and An Shuzhen stepped back step by step.

"Miss Baozhen, you must give me a satisfactory answer today, otherwise this matter will not be over!"

Tang Jishan's aggressive look made An Shuzhen panic.

At this time, Hartung's slightly sullen voice came from the audience.

"You can choose, Miss Baozhen."

An Shuzhen stood still on the stage, and then looked at the place she had been looking at again.

She took a deep breath and said.

"Of course he is completely qualified. He is much better than you. A poem is already a priceless treasure."

An Shuzhen even stood in front of the microphone, pointed her finger in the direction of Bao Guowei, and said loudly to Hartung and everyone present.

"Mr. Hartung! Gentlemen!"

"I choose this gentleman, Mr. Bao Guowei, he will be my dance partner tonight."

For a moment, the venue was silent.

"what?"

A very sudden exclamation came from Dai Wangshu. He looked at Bao Guowei as if he had gotten to know him again.

Only Bao Guowei, who was sitting in the audience, tried his best to avoid An Shuzhen's passionate eyes.

After hearing this, I had no choice but to say something softly.

"broken!"

(End of this chapter)