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

Chapter 460 Returning to China! The turbulent th year of the Republic of China!
For ordinary people, it is very difficult to make friends. It may require special experiences to gradually cultivate a life-long friendship.

But for people like businessmen and politicians, making friends is a very easy thing.

As long as both parties have common interests.

If this interest involves life and property, the two have inseparable complementarity.

This friendship is stronger than gold.

This is the relationship between Bao Guowei and Ho Tung.

Bao Guowei knew that Ho Tung had some patriotic sentiments, but this could not drive him to do something extremely risky.

If you just play the patriotism card, the effect will vary from person to person, but if you add the interest card to the patriotism card, it will become a sure win.

Bao Guowei is well aware of human nature and has always done so.

As for whether it will have any effect on the subsequent war, whether Zhang Xueliang will listen to advice, and whether his "No Longer Human" can produce some effect to a certain extent, all we can do is leave it to fate.

After leaving Hong Kong, the passengers on the boat seemed very happy.

The sea journey from Hong Kong to Shanghai is not too long, about three days, and it stops at ports in many provinces including Guangdong, Fujian and Zhejiang.

In late January 1931, the cruise ship that left Hong Kong finally arrived at the port of Shanghai on the third day.

At this time, nearly twenty days had passed since they left London.

Drifting on the sea is really tiring. Seeing that the journey is about to end, the energetic international students stood on the deck and cheered.

"Go home~"

People in later generations may also have the desire to return home, but the extreme development of various communication media and the increased speed of navigation have greatly reduced the shock of returning home.

Unlike the stable voyages of later generations, long-distance travel in this era meant death in a sense.

The risks of the journey are too great. There may be storm pirates at sea and bandits on land.

The Industrial Revolution may have alleviated this "anxiety" to a certain extent, but in this era, the worry about traveling far away has always existed in the hearts of the Chinese people.

When I saw my hometown, I felt as if I was in another world.

"Go home! Go home!"

Seeing the familiar port of Shanghai, even Zhang Nianyue couldn't help but jump up and cheer.

Bao Guowei, who was standing aside, walked out of the study after a long absence. After seeing the ferry to Shanghai, he slowly exhaled.

I felt a bit nervous, but gradually I felt relaxed.

Cao Yanhai stood beside Bao Guowei, looking at him with strange eyes.

"What's wrong?" Bao Guowei frowned, feeling that Cao Yanhai's eyes were meaningful.

Unexpectedly, Cao Yanhai patted his master on the shoulder and spoke in a very sad tone.

"Master, please exercise moderation!"

Bao Guowei felt a little blocked in his throat. He glared at Cao Yanhai, grabbed the boy by the collar, and cursed with a smile.

"You are so bold now that you dare to challenge your master. Do you believe that I will hand you over to the British?"

In the past, Bao Guowei's way of threatening others was to deduct their monthly salary, but after returning from London, this method changed. Handing Cao Yanhai over to the British became Bao Guowei's trump card.

Cao Yanhai smiled naively and said, "Master, don't get excited. I noticed that you don't look very well. The energy of a young person is the most precious. People who practice martial arts should conserve their energy. If you continue like this, your body will collapse."

Bao Guowei kicked the man and said, "Go away, you must have hooked up with a lot of foreign girls when you were in England, right? Why are you telling me all this?"

Cao Yanhai shrank his head and muttered softly: "They all volunteered."

With Cao Yanhai's physique, he is not popular among girls in China's conservative, reserved and culture-respecting culture.

The only advantage he had was that whenever he went into the village, all the village women would light up their eyes, thinking that he had a lot of strength and must be good at farming and diving.

But it was different in Europe. Many European women could not stand men like him who were big and strong, with square faces and full of hormones.

There were even a few noble ladies in London who, after having sex with Cao Yanhai, pursued him relentlessly and wanted him to become their lover.

In a sense, Cao Yanhai's eagerness to return to China was also intended to avoid his "debt of love".

Looking at this scene, Bao Guowei was very pleased. At least this guy would not abuse women in China, and he didn't care what happened abroad.

In some forums in later generations, this was called bringing glory to the country.

George Orwell is much better.

Last time, it was said that he didn't want to eat, so Irene called Bao Guowei again and slapped George Orwell twice.

Then he became obedient.

This made Irene feel for a moment that Mr. Bao’s slap was magical.

To put it simply, it is similar to a blessed temple instrument. As long as the devil dares to possess George Orwell and is slapped by Bao Guowei, he can only avoid his edge.

After realizing this miraculous effect, even Irene wanted to get slapped a few times, so that she might be less prone to illness.

Unfortunately, Bao Guowei rejected her suggestion sternly and asked her to read more books and less Bible.

Although this was a bit offensive to her beliefs and Mr. Bao had a bad temper, in Irene's heart, Mr. Bao was still a very good person.

Looking at the prosperous port of Shanghai, it may be slightly inferior to London, but it is not much worse.

Irene seemed to see a bright and happy tomorrow.

Holding her son Richard's hand, she looked at the calm blue sea and the city that was a mixture of simplicity and modernity, and spoke to George Orwell beside her.

"George, we are about to start a new life. I hope we will have a better experience here."

At this moment, George Orwell was buried in his notebook, writing and drawing something, and seemed to have some insights.

Irene shook her head helplessly and called out again.

"George~"

At this time, George Orwell seemed to wake up from a dream and came back to his senses from his own world. He looked around and spoke loudly.

“Yes, I am full of hope for the future and no longer wonder about the meaning of life.”

After saying it several times, he finally came to his senses.

Irene glanced at her husband worriedly, feeling that there was still something wrong with him.

Should I call Mr. Bao and slap him a few more times?
Compared with the bustling Hong Kong, the port of Shanghai seems a bit deserted.

There were a few families here and there welcoming international students, but there was no organized welcome party.

The main reason is that Bao Guowei’s return trip was basically kept confidential.

Ho Tung had many information channels with the British, and the news spread the day after Bao Guowei left Britain, so he was naturally able to make preparations early.

Domestic news lags far behind.

Bao Guowei only told one person the news of his arrival in Shanghai in the past few days.

Du Yuesheng.

On the dock, there was a group of men in blue clothes. When other people around saw them, they all stayed away from them for fear of being infected.

Obviously, this is a group of people that no one in Shanghai dares to provoke.

The leader of the Green Gang is a misfit, a fat man wearing an ill-fitting suit.

As soon as he saw Bao Guowei and his group, the fat man trotted over without any hesitation or any effort to identify them.

"Bingwen! Bingwen! You're finally back! I missed you so much, brother."

The fat man ran two steps and began to pant, while the Green Gang men followed behind him with expressionless faces.

If it were someone else who came up so rashly, Bao Guowei wouldn't mind kicking him, but the person in front of him was different.

Bao Guowei smiled and said, "Brother Cheng'en, I've been away for a month, how come you've gained weight? This won't do. The Times needs you to run its business.

I have some shares now, and I will come to you if I lose money."

The fat man in front of you is the current boss of the Times and also the partner of Bao Guowei's first work.

Mr. Bingwen’s most loyal supporter in the journalism industry is Mr. Huang Bohui.

Huang Bohui took the handkerchief from his chest, wiped the sweat from his head, and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Isn't this too busy~ Too busy~"

On the way back, Bao Guowei listened to Huang Boyi's introduction to the major and minor events that had happened in the country in the past month.

"Nothing major has happened in China, except for the recent uproar over the New Year celebrations.
It is said that after the warlords surrendered, they were not very honest and made small moves one after another. It seems that there will still be no peace in the country.
There were also many factions within the Nationalist government, and the relationship between Hu Hanmin and Chiang Kai-shek was complicated. It was unclear whether the two were cooperating or opposing each other.

Some of the news Huang Bohui mentioned were reported in newspapers, some were just clues, and some were mixed with some of his own information.

Then Huang Bohui sighed and said.

"The current situation at home and abroad is too complicated. Only the news you brought from Europe, Bingwen, is good news and exciting."

After thinking for a while, Bao Guowei asked, "Is there any news about Wang Zhaoming?"

Speaking of Wang Zhaoming, he is a very remarkable person.

He has followed Mr. Sun since the beginning of the Protection of Law Movement. He can be said to be one of the founders of the National Government and one of the most famous leftists in the National Government.

Three years ago, Wang Jingwei once confronted Chiang Kai-shek and openly split the National Government into two regimes, "Han" and "Ning".

It can be said that Wang Jingwei has always been at odds with Chiang Kai-shek.

Originally, Chiang Kai-shek and Hu Hanmin were partners, but now they have differences, which are becoming more and more serious within the Nationalist government.

I'm afraid Wang Zhaoming won't stop either.

"Wang Zhaoming?" Huang Bohui seemed a little surprised that Bao Guowei would ask this person's name. He thought for a while and spoke carefully.

“During the Central Plains War, Wang Zhaoming held an important position in the Abnormal Alliance and even established the Beiping National Government with Yan Xishan and others.

After Nanjing won the Central Plains War, Wang Zhaoming announced his resignation on New Year's Day. Leaving the internal struggle of the National Government was actually a retreat.
It is said that he seems to have gone to the south. His whereabouts are secretive, and the government newspapers only report good news, so it is difficult to know his current situation. "

"Is that so?" Bao Guowei nodded and fell into deep thought.

"What's the matter? Bingwen, do you have any other news?" Huang Bohui said with some confusion.

Bao Guowei replied calmly: "No, I just remembered it."

The other party was unwilling to answer, and Huang Bohui was unwilling to ask more questions.

He understood that knowing some things is more dangerous than not knowing them.

In fact, it was not that Bao Guowei was unwilling to tell the other party. Huang Boyi could still be trusted, but what Bao Guowei knew was too advanced.

For example, Bao Guowei knew what Huang Bohui said.

A few months later, the "Tangshan Incident" broke out within the Kuomintang government. Chiang Kai-shek placed Hu Hanmin, who disagreed with him, under house arrest, which aroused the dissatisfaction of various forces within the Kuomintang government, and they began to openly behave abnormally.

By May, the factions of Li Zongren, Wang Zhaoming, Sun Ke and others will establish another National Government in the southern Cantonese to compete with Chiang Kai-shek.

Not to mention the open and covert struggles among the various warlords in the country, the Japanese would probably be unable to resist launching an invasion just by seeing the struggles within the National Government, right?
Wang Jingwei not only participated in the internal strife of the Kuomintang government, but also openly surrendered to the enemy and committed treason after the Japanese invaded China.

He can be said to be one of the biggest traitors in modern times.

When Wang Zhaoming was young, he joined the Tongmenghui and fought alongside Mr. Sun.

He was captured and imprisoned in the late Qing Dynasty, and wrote the poem "I sing with passion in the streets of Yan, and am calm as a prisoner of Chu. I draw my sword and cut it into pieces, so as not to let down my youth."

But in the end he still betrayed his country and surrendered to the enemy, leaving behind him a bad name for eternity.

Many things came to his mind, and Bao Guowei said helplessly with a sigh.

"Go home first, and we'll consider other matters later."

International Settlement, Bao Mansion.

Since Bao Guowei bought the house here, he has rarely lived in it.

Old Bao seemed a little lonely living alone in Shanghai, so later, at the suggestion of Bao Guowei, he moved to Suzhou to live with Zhang Taiyan.

Lao Bao was born a housekeeper, and as the father-in-law of the Zhang family, he was able to manage the Zhang Mansion in an orderly manner.

Walk to the door of your home.

"Dad is back?"

Bao Guowei has already prepared himself for the situation where no one is living at home for a long period of time, and he needs to clean the house before people can move in.

Unexpectedly, when I walked to the door, I found that the light was still on.

"He probably came to Shanghai to take care of business." Zhang Nianyue said after thinking for a while.

The Bao family has always had an industry in Shanghai, and Bao's Malatang restaurant is now very prosperous, especially with the increase in Bao Guowei's popularity, there is a steady stream of customers coming here, plus the prices are fair and the dishes taste good, so even in bad economic times, the business is still good.

Therefore, Lao Bao still comes to Shanghai from time to time, mainly to take care of the business here.

"Give Lao Bao a surprise."

Bao Guowei smiled. He hadn't seen his father for a long time and missed him a little.

After taking out the key and opening the door, I found the yard deserted.

The hall was also empty, with only the crystal chandelier still on.

But everything was clean, as if it had just been cleaned.

I was wondering why there was no one in the house. The huge house looked empty and a bit creepy.

But after thinking about it, Bao Guowei remembered that because the house was not occupied by many people before, Old Bao decided to let all the servants leave, saying it was a waste.

Bao Guowei touched his chin and was about to call "Dad" when he heard a voice coming from upstairs.

"Who's here? Bao Guowei isn't home. He's on a long trip. He'll come back later."

For a moment, hearing Old Bao's slightly old voice, Bao Guowei seemed to remember the time in Hangzhou.

I recalled past events that Bao Guowei didn’t understand, and how after becoming famous, I hardly saw my father for a month.

My nose couldn't help but feel sore.

He spoke loudly to the people upstairs, using the tone that Bao Guowei usually used, but there was a hint of trembling in his voice.

"Lao Bao, come down quickly, your son is back!"

(End of this chapter)