"Haha. Meeting each other is fate. It is my honor, Bao Guowei, to meet Brother Guan!" Bao Guowei flattered with a smile.
After chatting for a while, the car drove for a long time and finally reached its destination.
Bao Guowei took a closer look outside, and unexpectedly, he had arrived at the county town before he knew it.
Due to the radiation effect of Jingkou, some areas in the Jiangnan region have begun the process of urbanization.
Shuixiang Town has a natural wharf, where goods from surrounding areas gather, gradually moving from backward rural areas into the modernization process.
The official name of this county town is Wusu City, but most people in the countryside call it Shuixiang City.
Because it relies on Shuixiang Town, there is also a wide inland river, the Wusu River, running through it and connecting to the Yangtze River.
It is said that if you go down the Wusu River, you can reach the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and if you go down further, you can even transport goods to central China.
It is precisely because of this that Wusu City has developed very prosperously.
Looking at this street, the roar of cars is buzzing, and there are Chinese and Western-style buildings on both sides.
There are people from all walks of life on the street. If you take a closer look, you can see that there are bank employees, professors and lecturers, counter sales and other tertiary industry workers, and you can even see blue-eyed foreign missionaries.
Bao Guowei occasionally saw several male students wearing improved Zhongshan uniforms in groups, and he was very interested.
His eyes continued to pursue, as if looking for the female students who were accompanying them - according to his memory, the uniforms of female students during the Republic of China seemed to be short skirts.
But unfortunately, he didn't look.
Wu Sucheng looked like it was certainly not as good as Jingkou, but with such prosperity, Bao Guowei was speechless.
The big car drove along the street deeper into the county until it arrived in front of a mansion.
After getting off the car, Guan Zhiyi told the driver to drive elsewhere and wait.
Bao Guowei stood in front of the door of this mansion. To his surprise, he thought it was a Western-style house, but it turned out to be a traditional Chinese-style mansion.
Especially the huge Chinese style portal.
If it is an ordinary Western-style small foreign-style building, it will be built around a wall and a wide iron gate at the entrance. This can be considered elegant.
But placed in front of the door of a Chinese-style mansion, it looks a bit shabby.
The vermilion door inlaid with hemispherical patches is probably more than twenty feet long. It is more than enough for a dozen people to pass through shoulder to shoulder.
Because the cards in the mansion were placed too high and you had to stretch your head hard to see them, Bao Guowei didn't even think of looking at the cards for a while.
Only then did he realize that he had not seen the plaque. He looked up and saw the words "Zhang Mansion" written on it.
Bao Guowei was very puzzled, "Isn't she from abroad? How can a foreigner live in a Chinese-style mansion and still have a Zhang family name on it?"
"Brother Bao, Brother Bao!"
Hearing Guan Zhiyi's call, Bao Guowei came back to his senses. He was confused, but he chose not to ask, because he would definitely not be able to ask for anything.
At this time, two doormen from Zhang's residence came out to greet him. They were fair and handsome, and not very old, about sixteen or seventeen years old.
Bao Guowei was speechless. The janitor was so fat and fat.
"Excuse me, you two, help me go and tell the lady that Guan Zhiyi has brought Bao Guowei."
"Teacher Guan! Okay, the lady has already told us, you can just come in!" the doorman said respectfully.
Guan Zhiyi nodded and said to Bao Guowei beside him: "Brother Bao, let's go."
The doorman leads the way.
Bao Guowei walked in and took a long step before crossing the threshold.
He couldn't help but sigh: "For an extraordinary family, the threshold is so high!"
Bao Guowei and Guan Zhiyi followed the doorman.
Along the way, I walked through several corridors. There were lakes and rockeries lined up beside the corridors. They looked very delicate and carefully taken care of. They should have been specially maintained by someone.
Bao Guowei knew at a glance that this was a pure Chinese garden style. He was used to seeing summer garden scenery on the Internet, but now in the cold early winter, this garden scenery is not bleak, but feels cool and quiet.
What surprised Bao Guowei was that on a snowy day, there was still a faint fragrance of flowers in this place. From a distance, there were some mixed plum trees.
Symmetrical, neat, natural and natural, the garden in this mansion completely embodies the characteristics of Chinese garden style. It must have been designed by famous designers when it was built.
"I'll be a good boy, you're so impressive!"
This made Bao Guowei even more curious about the identity of the owner of the garden.
Foreign women, docks, wealthy gentry, Chinese gardens, mansions, all the factors were mixed together, making him confused.
Just as he was wondering, they arrived at their destination.
But before Bao Guowei could react, he didn't realize that he had reached the end. At this time, the doorman who led the way reminded: "Mr. Bao!"
Bao Guowei was suddenly startled. He looked up and saw a delicate face, which had the tenderness of a classical beauty!
But at a second glance, the eyes are dark blue and the eye sockets are deep, which are obvious characteristics of Western European beauties.
The beauty of combining Chinese and Western styles appears to be in wonderful harmony on one face.
He recognized her at a glance as the foreign woman he rescued at the dock that day.
"Mr. Bao!" Bao Guowei was brought back to reality by this sentence in English. He showed no stage fright at all and said hello in English as well: "Hello! I am Bao Guowei. Nice to meet you!"
"Haha." The foreign woman couldn't help but laugh, feeling very friendly. "Hello! My name is Monica, nice to meet you too!"
Monica?
This name made Bao Guowei a little embarrassed.
Because this name is so popular.
And maybe she doesn’t know that more than a hundred years later, a Chinese song with the same name as hers will become popular all over the country.
Then Monica ordered the doorman to take Guan Zhiyi away. Guan Zhiyi was not annoyed at all and smiled at Bao Guowei: "Brother Bao, I'm leaving first! Remember to come to my house to find me when you have time."
Bao Guowei said goodbye with clasped fists.
Bao Guowei only thought that she was older than a brat and not very old, so she was quite sensible in how she aroused people.
And everything Monica said to them was translated by an old gentleman next to her.
Bao Guowei noticed this old gentleman.
He looked to be around forty years old. He was slumped in a chair. It didn't look like he was disabled. He probably had injuries to his legs and feet and was still recovering.
Bao Guowei guessed that this little girl might rely on this old translator to communicate with others.
But it is really not convenient to find such a middle-aged man with injured legs and feet as a translator.
Moreover, he always felt that this old man was not simple. Strangely, he still felt very familiar, as if he had seen him before somewhere.
"Mr. Bao, thank you so much! If you hadn't saved me at the dock that day, I might still be soaking in the river, waiting for others to fish me out!"
After sending the person away, Monica turned around and suddenly said to Bao Guowei with a bright face and dancing hands.
Oh shit.
Bao Guowei was reluctant to open her mouth because his first impression was that she was a mysterious boss.
Coupled with her dignified and majestic appearance, I thought she should be a slim Chinese lady.
I didn't expect it to be a brainless and crazy thing!
"Miss! You scared Mr. Bao." The old man next to him warned.
"Oh." Monica lowered her voice, feeling embarrassed, "Mr. Bao, oops, it's too awkward to scream, so I'll call you Bao Guowei. Bao Guowei, sit down quickly!" "
Bao Guowei was very knowledgeable. As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he knew that this old man must be more than just an ordinary translator.
I saw that he did not sit down in a hurry and bowed to the old man, "Hello, sir! Don't you know your name?"
"Haha. I, Xiong Shili, am quite old. I have nothing to say."
It's okay that Bao Guowei didn't listen, but his eyes widened when he heard it.
Xiong Shili!
