"Mr. Bao, we're here."
Bao Guowei looked up and saw the four characters "Hongkou Suit". He nodded and said, "Just wait for me here."
After that, Bao Guowei walked into the suit shop. After a long while, Bao Guowei finally walked out. He was still wearing a torn cotton robe, but he was holding a delicate brown paper bag in his hand.
"Mr. Bao, have you got your clothes?" Xiangzi hurriedly came up to him and asked Bao Guowei to get in the car.
"How's it going? Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No, no. Your clothes look unusual. They are made of good material, right? I'm afraid they cost a lot of money, right?"
Xiangzi glanced at the cowhide bag in Bao Guowei's hand, curious.
With the price of this suit shop, I am afraid that even the customers Xiangzi usually attracts are not qualified to come here to have a suit made.
Bao Guowei smiled, "The material is good, it's a British brand, Pilemont, and it only costs fifty-two yuan!"
"Fifty-two yuan!" This number was so shocking that Xiangzi's jaw dropped to the ground. He scratched his head nervously, "I don't eat or drink. It will take me at least half a year to save so much money. How many pieces of clothing do you have?" That’s enough for me to buy a car!”
"Haha. It seems that your car is the only thing you care about!" Bao Guowei laughed.
"Eh? Why don't you put it on now? Let me take a look too, Changyan. This suit shop is the best in Wusu City. I heard that it is expensive and intimidating. The customers who enter it are either rich or expensive."
Bao Guowei replied: "Haha, all suits in this shop are custom-made. I'm covered in dirt now, and I'm afraid of getting my clothes dirty, so I didn't make them custom-made. I bought a suit and prepared it first, so I can go to the bathhouse for a nice scrub later. , and then put it on. Anyway, I will order another customized set in the future.”
"Then let's go. I'll take you there!"
After a while, Xiangzi took Bao Guowei to a nearby high-end bathhouse.
Bao Guowei first went to the bathhouse and had a good bath, washing away the dirt and stains all over his body, and immediately felt magically refreshed.
After washing, he threw away the tattered cotton robe and tattered cloth shoes and put on a brand new suit and Cheng Liang's leather shoes.
Not to mention, this black suit sets off Bao Guowei's broad shoulders, with a small bow tie, black leather shoes on his feet, and a "click-click" walk. He is so beautiful, he looks like a foreigner. The returning gentleman!
When he came out of the bathhouse, the accountant was stunned for a moment and became suspicious: "I didn't see this young master when I came in just now. When did he go in?"
In any case, it is said that Buddha relies on gold and people rely on clothes. People in the world have much shallower eyes, only skin and no bones.
Therefore, this outfit can scare the accountant.
When Bao Guowei went to settle the bill, the account manager suddenly looked kind and condescending. Even Bao Guowei was almost moved by him.
If this were in modern society, Bao Guowei would have come to apply for a VIP card for him.
But he thought back to the way he ignored me when he saw his shabby appearance when he just entered the door. The contrast between the two made him feel very funny.
"Relax a little, I still like your unruly look just now." Bao Guowei said.
"What? What are your orders, sir?" the accountant said in a flattering tone.
Bao Guowei smiled and waved his hand, "Nothing, no need."
Xiangzi took Bao Guowei around and went to many places.
Bao Guowei went to a foreign goods store and bought shoe polish and a brush for polishing leather shoes.
Leather shoes are in high demand, and there is a lot of dust on the street. If you don't wipe them for a day, they will be so dirty that you can't even see them.
Then, he went to the jewelry store and bought combs, cream and other things.
Of course, one of them is indispensable: Stankang Hair Oil!
"Guo Chun! What kind of hair oil do you like to use?"
"Stancon."
"Oh~Stankan, me too, I also use Stankan!"
Previous memories flooded into Bao Guowei's mind.
Now, he only feels that things have changed and everything has changed. Now he has really used Stankang!
Bao Guowei, who used to be incapable of talking back and always trusting others, is no longer around.
The reborn Bao Guowei is no longer what he used to be!
"Guo Chun, wait for me!" Bao Guowei said silently in his heart.
…
The cold wind is biting and the whistling of the wind is like a sonata.
It looks like the snow will fall earlier this year than in previous years.
When he walked out of the door, Bao Guowei was a little tired after shopping for a day. He happened to be a little tired and his stomach was growling. So Xiangzi went to find a high-end restaurant to eat and satisfy his greed.
They found a restaurant called "Songhe Tower".
Songhelou is a famous restaurant for Suzhou cuisine. It originated during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty and has a history of hundreds of years.
The signature dish of Songhelou is the world-famous "Squirrel Mandarin Fish".
Bao Guowei asked Xiangzi to come up and eat together. He came to treat him, but Xiangzi refused to go.
He thought about it carefully, Xiangzi's tattered cart-pulling clothes were really inappropriate for entering such a high-end restaurant, and he would inevitably feel awkward and cramped.
After all, no one is as shameless as Bao Guowei.
Repeated requests will make Xiangzi feel uncomfortable and even hurt his self-esteem.
Bao Guowei regretted that he didn't think carefully enough.
But there was nothing he could do. He was so hungry that he couldn't bear it any longer, so he gave Xiangzi some money and asked him to eat and drink elsewhere before picking him up here.
Bao Guowei walked upstairs, found a seat and sat down. Relying on his memories from movies and TV shows, he shouted loudly: "Waiter! One serving each of squirrel mandarin fish, pickled fresh pork, cherry meat, and Suzhou braised duck!" Warm a pot of Hengjing Baijiu. It needs to be hot and warm. Be careful and come up quickly!"
"okay!"
In a short time, the table was filled with dishes.
The dishes on the table were all delicious in color, flavor, and looked very appetizing, but Bao Guowei was so greedy.
Although there are many dishes, it is not a problem for Bao Guowei.
After all, he had not eaten for a day and was already hungry.
Began to eat!
…
"belch!"
After having enough wine and food, Bao Guowei burped. After eating this meal, his mouth and hands were stained with grease. Where could he look like a gentleman?
But Bao Guowei can't take care of so much.
Then even a gentleman has to eat, right? If a gentleman doesn't eat, doesn't he become a ghost?
"Here it comes! Here it comes! I worked so hard to get this. A newspaper costs a dime!"
"Hey! Don't move, don't grab me! Slow down, slow down."
"What's the rush? Put it on the table. Everyone has one. Let's look at it together."
Suddenly, Bao Guowei heard a noise from the diners at the next table, and looked over curiously.
I saw three or four men wearing clean long robes and modified Chinese tunic suits, standing up one after another and surrounding the table in the middle. I don't know what was placed on the table.
Among them, the two people wearing modified Chinese tunic suits also wore fashionable small black-rimmed glasses. They were younger, probably still students.
The other two seemed to be in their thirties or forties.
The characteristics of intellectuals during the Republic of China were really obvious, and Bao Guowei recognized them at a glance.
He looked carefully and saw that on the mahogany table, such delicacies as squirrel mandarin fish, cherry meat, etc. were placed on one side of the table.
And in the vacant space, there were just a few stacked newspapers?
Bao Guowei was confused when he heard the group of people speaking again. Out of curiosity, he listened carefully.
"Let me tell you, this "Jingkou Evening News" is really difficult to get. Paper in Jingkou is already expensive in Luoyang, so it's hard to find a copy. I asked a friend to bring this here specially from Jingkou. It's the original version and it's genuine! "
"Hey! Don't be so stingy, didn't I get one for you last time?"
"I don't like it when you say that! The thing you made last time was not serious at all. When I touched the paper, the color faded, so it must be a pirated copy. Today, I got it from the former governor's staff!"
When everyone heard that it was obtained from the former governor's staff, most of their doubts were offset.
One of them, wearing glasses, couldn't wait.
"Okay, let me count you for your contribution. I, Mr. Dong, owe you a favor today. You eat, you eat first, and I will feast my eyes on "The Legend of Jianghu" first..."
"Haha." The people at the table were suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.
"The Legend of Jianghu?" Bao Guowei was a little frightened when he heard this familiar word.
Of course, it was not this book that attracted his attention, but the "former governor". The one who could bear this title in Wusu City was Yuan Pingxu.
Bao Guowei was still thinking of a way to get on top of Yuan Pingxu's military power, but he didn't expect this opportunity to come to his door!
