After sending Bao Guowei away, only Xiong Shili and Monica were left in the huge house.
"Miss, do you really believe him?" Xiong Shili asked.
"Mr. Xiong, don't you think highly of him too?" Monica replied.
Xiong Shili scratched the beard on his chin, "Haha. I admire him very much, but if I really want to use him, I still don't have the courage like Miss."
"You Chinese people don't say that a nameless person is not used, but if a person is not used, how can he get a name? Don't worry, I am not stupid. I have sent people to keep an eye on him. I don't think he will dare to make money and run away."
Now that Monica has said this, Xiong Shili will no longer talk about this topic.
"Miss, what did Jingkou say?"
Monica pondered for a moment and said slowly: "As soon as I finish handling Royce's matter, I will leave immediately to return to Jingkou."
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Bao Guowei stood at the entrance of the Wusu City alley, stunned.
"Damn! It's so difficult!"
Monica's plan is to have Bao Guowei make a fool of himself and pretend to be a contractor to compete with Royce for Wusu City's wharf contracting rights.
Monica came to play the red face, mediate and detour, and sang together with Bao Guowei to achieve the ultimate goal-not only successfully sent Royce away, but also retained the Wusu City Pier.
Bao Guowei really admired his courage. In the business game with Monica just now, in the final analysis, he took advantage.
But in retrospect, I felt a little timid.
According to Monica, Royce was determined to win the dock and trading rights in this area of Wusu City.
Now, let Bao Guowei, a poor boy who only knows how to talk, pretend to be powerful, and steal it from others.
Opposite him is a man who studied at a prestigious foreign university, a man who can mobilize hundreds of thousands of funds at will. Isn't this Royce a ruthless character?
Originally, Bao Guowei was just an ordinary person who wanted to pay off his debt quickly and get his old Bao back. But since then, if he messed up, his life might not be saved.
However, if you are reluctant to let go of your children, you cannot trap the wolf.
If that's the case, then Bao Guowei would risk his life to do it and win it down!
But...how to deal with this Royce?
Bao Guowei thought, he was very distressed.
"Hey! Give way!" A shout came from behind Bao Guowei, bringing him back to reality.
Bao Guowei looked back and saw a rickshaw driver wearing a white mandarin jacket rushing out towards the alley entrance with his guests.
He was startled and hid quickly.
The rickshaw driver pulled the rickshaw and rushed out of the alley with a roar. At the end, he left a sentence: "Damn it! Don't you have eyes? You!"
"Damn it!" Bao Guowei spat, "Dogs look down on people."
However, Bao Guowei, who had caused a lot of trouble, was not annoyed, but thought about it immediately.
Why didn't the coachman give way to you? That means people look down on you. Why do I look down on you? Naturally, it was because of Bao Guowei's shabby appearance.
So no matter what, the first step is to pack yourself up. You have to have a good outfit to be able to hold your own. At least just by standing there, you are not inferior to others.
Bao Guowei continued to think about it. If he wanted to scare Royce, having a good package was only the first step.
Secondly, there must be a backing, even if it is a fake act, it can make people retreat in spite of difficulties.
And Monica mentioned to herself that what foreigners like them who do business in China fear most is the local military power.
After all, all the commanders in every place have military backgrounds. They are almost like local emperors. They have the right to speak whether they want to do business or not. They have guns and soldiers and they will never reason with you.
Wu Sucheng's commander was called Yuan Pingxu. Bao Guowei only knew the name, but didn't know much about it.
"I still want to inquire about this former commander." He murmured in his heart.
Then Bao Guowei took out two bank checks, one for fifty yuan, which Guan Zhiyi gave him.
However, it pales in comparison to the other one.
This bank check contained a full two thousand yuan. According to the first condition proposed by Bao Guowei, these two thousand yuan were the start-up capital used by Monica.
To be honest, this is a huge sum of money!
According to the price level in the Republic of China, even Mr. Lu Xun, the most famous writer now, would probably have to work for half a year to save this kind of money.
Bao Guowei's current idea is to quickly find a bank and exchange these checks into money first.
He doesn't have the time to worry about repaying his debts now.
Use good steel on the blade, first eliminate the immediate crisis.
"Then let's start by packaging ourselves!" Bao Guowei made up his mind.
The nearest Zhicheng Bank is not far from here, it only takes about 17 or 18 minutes to walk.
But Bao Guowei had just seen a rickshaw, and now he wanted to take a ride in a rickshaw to enjoy himself.
After all, I have lived so long and have never been in a rickshaw.
Just as he was about to leave, Bao Guowei walked out of the alley and looked across the street, where he saw several empty rickshaws parked.
In early winter, the coachmen squatted on the edge of the curb with their bare thighs spread out, sipping hot soup in their mouths.
Next to him was an old man with a gray beard, and on each side were a large wooden barrel carried on his shoulders.
He was getting a bowl of hot soup from the barrel, which is where the hot soup the coachman was holding came from.
This is a mobile tea stall.
A rickshaw driver earns hard-earned money, and he is not willing to spend too much of his hard-earned money, but after pulling a rickshaw for a day in the middle of winter, he just wants to drink a bowl of hot tea.
If you go to the tea house and tavern, you really can't afford to spend that much money, and sometimes the route is not convenient and it's inconvenient.
So some thoughtful people thought of this business, boiled two barrels of boiling hot water at home to buy it, and put the hot water on the curb, and this was a place to drink tea.
It’s not that particular, there are no tables, chairs or anything like that.
As soon as the guest arrives, he squats down on the street, brings a bowl of hot tea, takes a nice sip, and a plate of crispy peanuts.
After drinking and eating, I felt warm and could chat with my co-workers for only a few bucks!
Bao Guowei walked over.
I saw a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and holding two or three books in his arms. He walked quickly and walked to the tea stall one step ahead of Bao Guowei. He looked like a scholar.
"Take a car?"
The scholar nodded.
Then, one of the shirtless men licked the last bit of tea from the bottom of the bowl with his tongue, then asked him to get in the car, pulled him in and drove away, leaving behind a thumping sound.
Bao Guowei walked up to the coachman with his head held high.
"Take a car."
"What? You want to take a car?" one of the drivers asked.
He looked Bao Guowei up and down, and he was wearing only a torn cotton robe, which was even shabbier than theirs.
"Go, go, go! Can you afford the car?"
Bao Guowei was displeased, "Are you going to pull it or not!?"
"Give me money, give me money and pull again!"
"The scholar who just left didn't give me the money first. You want me to give you the money first. What's the point?" Bao Guowei retorted.
"I don't care. I'll pull it after you pay me!" The coachman ignored him and continued to drink tea leisurely.
Just as Bao Guowei was about to get into trouble, another younger coachman emerged from among them and said, "Come on, I'll take you away."
"Xiangzi! Don't say anything to him. Look at the way he's dressed. He's making fun of you!"
"Xiangzi?" Bao Guowei's heart thumped. He glanced up and down at the driver in front of him.
He doesn't look anything special, but he feels full of power!
He had shaved off an inch, his head was round, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Although he looked young, his body had been sculpted by the years and became very strong.
Camel Xiangzi? !
Bao Guowei was surprised.
This Xiangzi looks very energetic and looks somewhat similar to the Xiangzi played by Zhang Fengyi in the old movie "Camel Xiangzi".
He really thought that this was Lao She's Luotuo Xiangzi.
However, then I thought about it, this was in Wusu City, and Xiangzi in "Camel Xiangzi" was in Tianjin.
"Hey! It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."
I saw Xiangzi holding an empty tea bowl in his hand. After returning the tea bowl to the tea stall owner, he asked Bao Guowei to get in the car.
When Bao Guowei saw that he acted quickly and didn't talk nonsense, he felt a little fond of him.
"Deng Deng."
Bao Guowei was sitting on a rickshaw pulled by Xiangzi. Xiangzi seemed to be quiet and honest, but he was serious about his work.
Xiangzi pulled the cart very smoothly.
When you reach a bumpy or downhill place, you slow down your speed, and when you reach a stable place, you slowly increase your speed.
Despite the long distance, Xiangzi's breathing was always steady and rhythmic, like a gentle and loud folk song.
Moreover, Bao Guowei noticed that Xiangzi's rickshaw looked the cleanest among all the rickshaws just now. He could tell at a glance that it had been carefully scrubbed every day.
Bao Guowei was a little curious.
"Is he the Camel Xiangzi described by Lao She?"
