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

Chapter 247: Dandies and social ladies in the Republic of China!
Public concession.

Far Eastern Hotel.

"Mr. Bao, right? Be careful and don't drop it. Can you please leave your address? Our hotel has the latest discounts and they will be delivered to your house."

"Mr. Bingwen, if you don't want to leave your address, maybe you can leave a phone number?"

"Mr. Bingwen! Mr. Bingwen!"

Du Yuesheng walked in with Bao Guowei into the lobby of the Far East Hotel. He turned his head and glanced at the enthusiastic waiter behind him, and said with a dumb smile.

"Bingwen, your treatment in the public concession is completely different from that in the French Concession?"

Bao Guowei smiled helplessly. Du Yuesheng was right. He was now regarded as an honored guest in the public concession, but no one cared about him in the French concession.

After the last turmoil, Bao Guowei has become a celebrity in the public concession, and he has successively made a name for himself in academic and literary circles.

But it was completely different in the French Concession. The people walking here were basically senior people from the Shanghai stock market, and their attitude towards Bao Guowei was somewhat ambiguous.

This is naturally the reason why Du Yuesheng was so tough before. Although he has countless industrial companies under his command, Du Yuesheng really doesn't think highly of Sheng Enyi.

The person who nodded and bowed to please the other person turned out to be Xue Tianyun just now, and the folds on his face were about to squeeze out a chrysanthemum.

Because what he thinks about in his mind is never how wonderful such a life is, but how many people are based on the displacement of such a life?

Bao Guowei didn't feel anything. It was just that the people in the French Concession were not afraid of him. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Did you call me mother? You told me to leave me alone. If you say anything more, I will skin you! Get out of here!"

Because even if they are dissatisfied, they dare not do anything to themselves.

"Don't control me. Who are you? You dare to control me. I'm going to spend the night here tonight. If you dare to tell your mother, I will make you look good."

Du Yuesheng snorted coldly.

But now is his moment of glory.

Are you embarrassed to say where Sheng Enyi is? Du Yuesheng is not much different from you. You are in your fifties and you still have Meng Xiaodong as your concubine. The second brother is not to mention the eldest brother.

Bao Guowei knew his fate. In the end, he died in the concierge of his former house because of poverty. He deserved it.

Du Yuesheng naturally didn't know what Bao Guowei was thinking, so he continued to introduce.

The Far East Hotel was built in 1923, so it can be said that it has been around for some years. It has more than guest rooms, most of which have advanced shower facilities, bars, billiard rooms, and dance halls.

This is just a glimpse of his deeds.

The light bulbs on the roof were also turned on extremely brightly, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

Compared with the outside, where modernity and ancient times are still intertwined, it is hard to say that the boldness here is a bit exaggerated.

"Sheng Enyi, whom I mentioned to you earlier, is a frequent visitor here. He often provokes some women, so he opens a suite here for a few months, away from the control of his wife. To be honest, this boy's life is really enviable. ah!"

The young master's voice became louder and his movements became more arrogant, but no one dared to say a word, even if Xue Tianyun was the stunt inspector general of the French Concession.

"Hey, Master, this is against the rules. Mother said you have to go back before 11 o'clock. Let's wait until after the break for dancing or anything like that."

When he said this, he did not realize that he was actually being scolded.

With a loud bang, a wine glass hit Xue Tianyun on the head, and the red wine spilled all over his face.

With a casual glance, Bao Guowei could see a woman in a cheongsam and a gentleman in a suit with oily hair, holding wine glasses in their hands to drink.

"He's nothing more than a vassal of the powerful."

There are oil paintings on the walls, as well as various Western-style decorations, and a band in tuxedos plays continuously in the center of the lobby.

The women's red dresses wanted to expose the lower part of their backs, almost exposing their buttocks. The men pretended to be serious on their faces, but in fact they had taken in the beautiful scenery around them.

Listening to Du Yuesheng's introduction to the life of the upper class, Bao Guowei suddenly had an idea and took a bomb to blow the place up to the sky.

When he arrived at Sheng Enyi, he became a spendthrift playboy. He equipped each concubine with a bungalow and imported cars. He lost all more than a hundred houses to Lu Xiaojia, one of the four great princes of the Republic of China, in the casino.

This man was a famous playboy in the Republic of China. His father Sheng Xuanhuai was known as the "Father of Chinese Industry". He made great contributions to the Westernization Movement of the former Qing Dynasty, involving shipping, telegraph, textile and other industries, and even For a period of time, he was called the richest man in the late Qing Dynasty.

"Celebrities and officials from Shanghai often come to this place, but I don't like this place. The incense makes my nose really uncomfortable." Du Yuesheng introduced Bao Guowei while rubbing his nose.

As soon as he walked into the lobby of the hotel, Bao Guowei felt a scent of aroma coming to his face. As one of the most high-end hotels in Shanghai, this place is obviously incense-filled all year round.

"He is nothing more than a dandy who relies on his father's family fortune. Without the blessing of his father, he is nothing. Don't worry about this kind of person. Sooner or later, the family will be ruined by him."

In the middle of the dance floor, respectable gentlemen and courtesans clung to each other without any care, dancing under the bright lights.

His arrogant and domineering voice had almost no concern for everyone present. Even if he knew that there were people such as Du Yuesheng, Shanghai Mayor Zhang Qun and celebrities from all walks of life, he didn't care at all. He even felt that attracting other people's attention was a matter of course. One of my own abilities.

People around him even pretended not to see it.

"Xue Tianyun? This man became the stunt inspector of the French Concession at such a young age. He is obviously something special, right?"

Bao Guowei complained in his heart like this, and began to recall in his head Du Yuesheng's introduction to Sheng Enyi just now.

Even if no one survives, you may still be able to go to heaven.

Some people appreciate Bao Guowei's talent and character, while others think that Bao Guowei is just sensationalizing, which is a serious polarization.

Compared to Sheng Enyi, Bao Guowei was more interested in another person.

Du Yuesheng was very disdainful of this person, he curled his lips and said.

Bao Guowei wanted to continue asking, but heard a harsh sound.

Even the mayor of Shanghai, Zhang Qun, just glanced here and turned to talk to someone else.

It seemed like nothing happened.

Who is this person? Bao Guowei had countless questions in his heart.

"Kong Lingkan, the eldest son of Kong Xiangxi and Song Ailing, Xue Tianyun found some connections a few years ago and became his godmother."

Du Yuesheng explained to him in a low voice, with a look of watching a show on his face.

Kong Lingkan? It turned out to be this dandy from the Republic of China. I saw quite a few wealthy young men from the Republic of China today.

Bao Guowei said with emotion that those classmates in Zhicheng Middle School were far worse than this young master's dandies.

At this time, things seemed to take a turn for the better. A woman came up and hugged Kong Lingkan's arm, pressing it deeply with her graceful scenery.

"Master, don't pay attention to this kind of person. He's nothing more than a dog. Let's go dance quickly. The music is about to start." A charming voice came, and if she got closer, it seemed like her bones would be broken. Said numbly.

Kong Lingkan glanced at her snow-white skin and her iconic face, and his body trembled.

He immediately put Xue Tianyun behind and focused on the woman.

"Sister Bai, I miss you so much. Why did you arrive so late? I can't wait any longer."

"Isn't this annoying at home? I finally got away from it."

While they were talking, the two of them had gone away, leaving only Xue Tianyun who was gnashing his teeth.

Seeing this scene, Bao Guowei shook his head. Reality is indeed more magical than movies and TV shows!

If I remember correctly, Kong Lingkan is only fifteen years old this year, and the woman looks to be in her twenties, but based on her conversation, she is probably married.

The most important thing is that the two of them did not shy away from this unclean relationship.

After watching a play, Bao Guowei was full of questions. It wasn't until he arrived at the banquet table that Du Yuesheng looked at Bao Guowei with a smile and said.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Du Yuesheng thought Bao Guowei was Brother Chu and was frightened by such a complicated relationship.

But what he didn't expect was that Bao Guowei had already lost the pure heart of the young man in the scene interpretation of the island country woman.

In a sense, he has broken it countless times.

"Not really." Bao Guowei couldn't help but ask. "I know Kong Lingkan, but that woman is"

Du Yuesheng looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he lowered his voice and said.

"Gardenia."

"Ah?" Bao Guowei was confused, why did Du Yuesheng say a nickname.

Du Yuesheng chuckled. Men were obviously most excited when talking about this.

"Bai Lanhua is in her thirties, but she takes good care of herself and has a fair face, so she is nicknamed Bai Lanhua, and Mr. Sheng Shengyi is fortunate to be her husband."

"What is the relationship between Sheng Shengyi and Sheng Enyi?" Bao Guowei caught the crux of the matter.

Du Yuesheng continued to answer: "Sheng Shengyi is the seventh son of Sheng Xuanhuai and the seventh brother of Sheng Enyi."

hiss~
Bao Guowei took a breath of cold air and felt that his outlook on life was a little bit shocked. Good guy, this circle of dudes in the Republic of China is a little bit...
Your circle is so chaotic
"It's not over yet." Du Yuesheng continued talking with great interest. "After knowing this, Sheng Shengyi felt angry, but he still took the initiative to create opportunities for the two of them and let Bai Lanhua come in contact with Kong Lingkan."

Bao Guowei took another look at the two people, who were nearly twenty years apart in the middle of the dance floor. They were as close as lovers, with countless scenes filling their heads.

Du Yuesheng said with emotion: "As long as she can get the support of the Kong family, Sheng Shengyi will not be able to get any position she wants in the future. A white orchid is nothing."

Bao Guowei declined to comment, but it was the first time that he fully understood the true influence of the four major families.

In a sense, this Kong Lingkan is equivalent to the son of an ancient prince, right?
The banquet is on the second floor, and you can see the scene downstairs when you turn around.

Look again, at the sensual dogs and horses in the center of the dance floor. Even if the place is continuously sprayed with expensive perfume and lit with incense, it still can't cover up the stench in the air.

Not long after, the originally empty seats were finally filled.

Coincidentally, the people on the seats were basically "acquaintances".

"Gentlemen, maybe we can get started." Above the main seat, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face raised the wine glass in his hand and said to everyone.

He is one of the hosts tonight, Zhang Qun, Zhang Yuejun, one of the elders of the national government and the current mayor of Shanghai, the national government.

"Water control is a national matter, but no matter what, it cannot be done without the support of people from all walks of life. Without the support of the industrial industry, without financial guarantees, without personnel guarantees, and without everyone's coordination, this matter cannot be accomplished."

This is a beautiful thing to say. Instead of saying that the government needs your help and saying thank you for your help, the meaning is completely different.

Next, if someone wants to say something and doesn't want to contribute, it will naturally be unreasonable. As a Chinese enterprise, shouldn't you share the country's worries?

The mayor of Shanghai thanked him personally, and now it was hard to say no if he wanted to.

But there are always people who don't understand.

"Brother Zhang, what you said is wrong. If you want to get things done, the government must contribute. What does it have to do with us ordinary people? Our money does not come from strong winds. This water conservancy comes from What is it, and what is its use? It is said that there is no way to accurately predict that there will be floods in the future. I think it is better to just repair it casually based on previous years. "

After saying a lot of words, he seemed particularly impatient. Everyone looked over and found out that it was this man, and they were not surprised at all.

Sheng Enyi, can you expect a prodigal to say anything good?

Even he is the general manager of Han Yeping Company, the general manager and chairman of Fengsheng Industrial Company, the manager of Sanxin Cotton Mill and Commercial Bank, and he is involved in many fields such as steel and coal mines, chemical industry, light industry, and finance.

But it didn't affect him. He called Zhang Qun Brother Zhang, which was a lackluster speech.

After knowing that this person was Sheng Enyi, Bao Guowei paid a little attention to him, but the others seemed to be used to his careless appearance and pretended not to hear.

"In my opinion, we can adopt a segmented approach, relying on everyone's strength."

The speaker was a socialite named Tang Ying. Her father, Tang Naian, was the first Chinese doctor to study abroad, and her brother was Song Ziwen's confidential secretary.

And she is amazing. She is a famous social butterfly in Shanghai. She can be found everywhere.

Tang Ying felt that her opening words were good. She showed a confident expression on her face and glanced at Bao Guowei with soft eyes.

Du Yuesheng, an old man with sharp eyes, saw this and immediately poked Bao Guowei and said.

"Bingwen, this Miss Tang seems to be interested in you."

Bao Guowei has a black streak, what kind of monster is this?
But Tang Ying continued to speak.

"Since this money is the most important thing, let the rich contribute money and the powerful contribute. Along the river, those with more money will build more, and those with less money will build less. Let the people do it by themselves. How can it be so? Isn’t it killing two birds with one stone?”

There was a sudden silence in the venue.

Tang Ying was a little embarrassed, what's wrong? Didn’t you say it well?
She turned to look at Bao Guowei and said.

"I heard that Mr. Bingwen has always been very intelligent, and the little girl would like to ask for advice."

Swish swish!
Everyone's eyes turned to Bao Guowei again.

Nima!

Bao Guowei had thoughts of scolding his mother.

(End of this chapter)