Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!
Chapter 243: I, Sanders, love China the most! !
Chapter 243: I, Sanders, love China the most! !
Public concession.
A small western-style building on the bank of the Huangpu River has recently moved in with several new owners.
The new owner is very special. He is different from other residents in the wealthy residential areas of the public concession. The owner has yellow skin and black eyes. Although he is well-dressed, he always receives strange looks from the foreigners around him.
It's as if someone else has invaded their home, but they don't know that they are the rats that invaded other people's homes.
"I've seen all the respectable Chinese people in the public concession. Where did this yellow-skinned monkey come from?"
The new owner's neighbors immediately became dissatisfied. They felt that the unknown Chinese people's move in had affected the elegant life of Western gentlemen, so they knocked on the door to find trouble.
His attitude was extremely arrogant and he looked aloof, as if this house originally belonged to him.
Unexpectedly, these bold Chinese people, instead of giving Westerners the respect they deserve in the East, actually beat themselves out.
The man who looked like a servant had exaggerated skills. He didn't even have time to pull out the pistol on his waist before he was kicked out and had the gun put to his head.
Sanders glanced at his mouth and looked at his next-door neighbor from the window.
As for the fat sow upstairs? Sooner or later, he would tell her to get out.
When the patrol room arrives, I will give some money myself and invite the squad leader of the patrol room to investigate this hateful Chinese together. By then, his house and property will be my own.
"Patrol room? I'm Sanders. You should know me. I often call you."
After talking for more than ten minutes, Sanders reluctantly put down the phone. When he turned to look at his wife, he saw an angry expression.
There was absolutely no way Sanders would admit to such a thing, he said angrily.
"You can't do this to me. I am an excellent British gentleman. I am a legal citizen of the public concession. I have the right to vote."
"Hey, we have already conducted an investigation. Mr. Sanders's crime is unquestionable. Don't worry. As a British citizen, you will not be punished too much in the public concession, but you will have to restrict your freedom for a period of time in prison, and then you will only be free." I can be sent back to my country.”
"Damn, I just fell in the puddle outside!"
He crossed his legs and drank red wine.
But his wife ignored him completely and just said a few words.
Sanders was just having his sweet dream in the living room, looking forward to the arrival of the patrol room.
Sanders sat alone in the living room, waiting for the arrival of the patrol room, while his wife hid in the room gloomily.
"Dear Sanders, what's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to go out and cause trouble?"
The house is not only one floor taller, it even has a luxurious balcony with excellent lighting, where the owner can often rest and meet friends.
"Sir, come with us. We suspect that you are suspected of harassing neighbors and illegally breaking into other people's homes. Can you come with us to the patrol room to investigate?"
Sanders, who was in a semi-conscious state, woke up immediately after hearing that he was about to be deported, and he yelled loudly.
"I don't want to go back to China! I don't want to go back to China! I want to stay in China! I love China!"
As a neighbor, he should give me the minimum respect.
The Chinese man was very young. In the United Kingdom and the United States, Sanders had seen many such nouveau riche who had made some money through some means and no longer knew who they were.
When Sanders saw the iron handcuffs on his hands, he couldn't understand what was happening and immediately wanted to break free.
Turning around, he was in the room and dialed the patrol room number.
"Mr. Sanders, you are a regular visitor to our patrol house, but this time you have offended the wrong person. Mr. Bao is a legal citizen of our public concession and an excellent consultant to the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau. We all know his moral character. "
This is a treatment that even Sanders cannot enjoy. Why does this Chinese person deserve it?
Just some upstarts?
"Hey! Why are your pants wet? Don't tell me. You didn't control yourself."
"Why haven't those Indians come yet? Did they eat too much curry?"
The two people didn't want to explain too much at all. They just punched and kicked Sanders, and when he turned into a puddle of mud, they dragged him away.
"What are you talking about? What is the consultant of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau? How can he be the consultant of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau?"
He didn't listen to his wife's words at all. After dialing the phone, he spoke confidently.
Sanders opened the door excitedly, and just as he was about to speak, he felt his hands being grabbed by two Indians. Then there was a click, and a cold feeling came from his wrists.
Snapped!
Another Indian patrolman thought he was too annoying and slapped him.
"Sanders, what are you going to do? Are you going to involve the police station? When I married you, you didn't make such a promise to my father. Can you do something?"
"If something happens to you, Sanders, I will never help you plead for mercy again."
He was cursing and complaining in his mouth, and finally heard a knock on the door.
One of the Indians, of course, would not miss such a good opportunity to show off, and spat in Sanders' face.
"If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I believe Congressman Mr. Charles will want to have a good talk with you!"
He immediately felt aggrieved, spread his hands and said, "Sally, you saw, I was really bullied this time, and the damn Chinese deserve to be punished."
Sanders felt that he was too embarrassed today. After he returned home in a panic, his wife covered her mouth and said in an exaggerated way.
"What? Making trouble? I didn't, this time it was a Chinese! Can you believe it? A Chinese dared to violate a noble Western gentleman. This is intolerable! A legal citizen of the public concession has been violated, and you should Help with processing.”
Sanders thought this way and felt that he was confident this time.
One of the Indians, with a sarcastic smile on his face, punched Sanders in the stomach.
But Sanders still shouted.
"I love China! This is the best land! I don't want to go back!"
Who wouldn't like a land full of people licking their own dogs?
Today, when Bao Guowei came to his new residence, he was unexpectedly not very happy.
Of course, it wasn't because of the British guy who was dragged away just now. Bao Guowei never even met him. Cao Yanhai also told him what happened.
Now, foreigners like Sanders are no longer able to arouse Bao Guowei's emotions.
Are they worthy?
But there is one thing that Bao Guowei has to pay attention to, just like now, he is holding a newspaper and shouting loudly for the first time in a long time.
"Damn it, who said I'm a bellyband king? If you catch him, you won't be able to kill him!"
"You are the bellyband king, and your whole family is the bellyband king!"
After seeing this overwhelming report, Bao Guowei almost turned his nose with anger. The great development of newspaper media will bring about this drawback. Bao Guowei can use newspapers to benefit himself, but sometimes he will suffer some backlash.
He can accept being slandered and criticized, because those are basically nonsense. After the baptism of time, everything will self-defeating.
Even if Bao Guowei doesn't explain, someone will explain it to him now.
But this kind of nickname that is neither yin nor yang is the most deadly.
On the one hand, the name "Didou King" fully describes Bao Guowei's actions in promoting new underwear, which can be said to praise his achievements; but on the other hand, if an uninformed person hears this name, he will always laugh. , the all-powerful Bao Guowei once said that he liked big ones, but now he is even more serious and likes women's bellybands. Isn't he too romantic?
And, most importantly, this nickname has a high chance of being passed down.
A hundred years from now, people will not remember what Bao Guowei published in the newspapers, or how much others criticized Bao Guowei in the newspapers.
But they will still remember that Bao Guowei has a very interesting nickname.
"King of Bellyband!"
Damn it, it’s so embarrassing that it’s a hundred years from now. What will the female students think of me a hundred years from now?
The literary giant Bao Guowei turned out to be a sex critic!
It was unbearable. Bao Guowei immediately said to Cao Yanhai: "Go and contact your friends from the Qinggang and help me catch the initiator of this news."
Upon hearing the news, Cao Yanhai showed an excited expression on his face.
"Master, I have this bag on my body. What are you going to do with it? How about just chopping it up and throwing it into the river to feed the fish?"
Bao Guowei frowned, why is this boy Cao Yanhai becoming more and more vulgar? Is he such a cruel person?
He shook his head and said, "No, no, you are just spreading rumors. How can you kill others? Am I, Bao Guowei, such an unreasonable person?"
Bao Guowei thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. You and the brothers from the Qinggang find him, especially with a camera. If this kid commits any crime in his daily life, such as sleeping with his sister-in-law or going to prostitutes, he won't pay for it." Take pictures of all the money and other things, and make all this black history public. Especially let the newspapers that are related to us increase the coverage!"
Hearing Bao Guowei's sputtering words, Cao Yanhai shuddered. Is this the way scholars use to discipline people?
Does the master want the other party to be ruined?
For Cao Yanhai, losing his reputation would be more uncomfortable than letting him die.
"Master."
Cao Yanhai was just about to hand over his hand to show his loyalty to prevent his master from using this method on him in the future, but he heard the newly recruited guard come in and say.
"Sir, Mr. Lin Yutang said outside the door that he wanted to see you. Would you like to come in?"
After moving to a new home, all the servants were just hired, and they were obviously not familiar with Lin Yutang yet.
After hearing Lin Yutang's name, Bao Guowei's eyes suddenly lit up and he said.
"Quick, quick, please bring Mr. Lin Yutang in. I haven't seen him for a long time."
Lin Yutang is now a complete otaku, and even communicates with Bao Guowei through letters and messengers.
It is extremely difficult for him to leave his house and go out.
Now that he is able to go out, it means that there has been some progress in that matter.
After saying that, he left the study in a hurry, leaving only Cao Yanhai who looked confused.
Lin Yutang, who had just sat down in the living room, did not say a few polite words, nor did he visit Bao Guowei's new residence.
Even the brand-new machine in front of me was not introduced too much.
Instead, he said with a worried expression on his face.
"Bingwen, my visit this time is not just a gift of a Mingkui typewriter, I have something more important to talk to you about."
"Is it important?"
Bao Guowei was very puzzled. What could be more important than the progress of this Mingkei typewriter?
For Lin Yutang, this was a lifelong obsession. Now with the help of Bao Guowei, some progress has been made. Lin Yutang unexpectedly wanted to talk about other things.
"Sir, I don't want to use my typewriter for a long time. It often jams, but it greatly affects my creative speed. Why don't we talk about the typewriter first?"
Bao Guowei is now holding this typewriter like a treasure, and he is really unwilling to let go.
God knows how much he resented the original typewriter. Even if he was not short of money now, it was still too difficult to find a useful Chinese typewriter in the Republic of China.
For a creator like him who is guarding a treasure trove, the speed of creation is a huge limitation.
"Hi!" Lin Yutang sighed, took out a photo from his arms and said.
"You don't know, right? Something happened at the serious girls' school, and it's about you."
Bao Guowei took a closer look and found that the photo turned out to be a female student kneeling on the ground, while a man wearing a mandarin jacket and a melon skin hat was beating her hard on the back with a cane in his hand.
The woman is wearing Bao's underwear produced by Bao Guowei.
And the location is on the street.
One can imagine how humiliated this woman would be.
Suddenly, the effort in Bao Guowei's heart rose, and he said angrily.
"Who is this old man? Does he still think this is a feudal society? How dare he beat a female student like this? Is there any royal law?"
Lin Yutang sighed and then explained.
"Bingwen, you don't know. This old man's name is Zheng Xiaoxu. The woman who was beaten on the ground is called Zheng Fang. She is his little daughter. The reason why she was beaten was precisely because she admired your theory and wore clothes. Get your new underwear."
"Absurd!" Bao Guowei said angrily. "Is it still the former Qing Dynasty today? This Zheng Xiaoxu still does such things that have no regard for human rights. Even if she is his daughter, he is not qualified to treat her like this."
Lin Yutang naturally knew this truth. In fact, he was extremely angry after seeing it, but he was more concerned about Bao Guowei's safety.
"That's true. Today is no longer the era of stubbornness. Progressive people in society will not ignore things."
"But." Lin Yutang frowned and said. "This Zheng Fang not only had her breasts enlarged, she also had a boyfriend at school and became pregnant with her classmate's child. This is the crux of the matter. Zheng Xiaoxu was originally a remnant of the Qing Dynasty. Now she has even more reasons. "Your theory of women's liberation is harmful to nature and leads women to do obscene things."
"Zheng Xiaoxu's behavior is extremely influential. Many conservatives have responded and said they want to boycott you!"
After listening, Bao Guowei finally understood why Lin Yutang was so anxious. He was blamed for his feelings!
It’s not my father, Bao Guowei, so why should I be blamed?
But think about it, Bao Guowei noticed the name Zheng Xiaoxu again, it seemed a little familiar?
But he heard Lin Yutang remind him again.
"The limelight has always been wrong lately. In the past, there were a lot of people who had opinions about you, but they wouldn't do everything they could."
he said solemnly.
"Bingwen, I'm worried about these things. The Japanese are also involved."
(End of this chapter)
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