"Oh? Proficient in Japanese and English, and can also write novels. There are not many people who can do this these days!" Yuan Pingxu was very surprised.
"Haha, the handsome man is so complimentary."
"Wu Po Cang Qiong, I really like it so much. If Mr. Bao Guowei doesn't dislike it, I can directly make this work famous!" Yuan Pingxu was full of pride, and he admired Bao Guowei's talent very much.
"Haha, Commander-in-Chief is joking. Wu Po Cang Qiong is still in the process of being started. If you want to read it, I will send someone to send you a copy of the manuscript every month."
Bao Guowei understood the meaning of these words, which meant that he wanted to recruit himself, but he was not impatient. Instead, he pretended to decline by retreating.
After hearing this, Yuan Pingxu had a sudden thought, and then said: "How about you come to my house and be a translator?"
Then he turned his head and looked at Wu Jiqing, seemingly asking for his opinion.
Wu Jiqing naturally knew that this was the intention of recruiting Bao Guowei. Although Yuan Pingxu had soldiers and guns, he was the leader of Wu Sucheng.
But it's not yet to the point where I often deal with foreigners. This position of translator is just a false position.
There have always been only two of the most trusted confidants around Marshal Yuan. One is Adjutant Hua, and the other is Wu Jiqing. They are both close to Marshal Yuan.
Although Adjutant Hua is rude and straightforward, he is after all a fellow countryman of the Marshal, and he is also someone who has come off the battlefield.
Not to mention Master Wu, he made a fortune with the Marshal before he became rich.
This Bao Guowei didn't do anything, but he just wrote a novel and became a celebrity around the commander? ! He, Master Wu, was the first to dissatisfy, and this is why he hated Bao Guowei in his heart.
But in this situation, he couldn't contradict the commander, so he had to smile bitterly and said: "Brother Bao Guowei is a talented person with extraordinary writing skills. He is more than enough to be a translator!"
But Bao Guowei didn't answer.
Seeing Bao Guowei's hesitation, Yuan Pingxu thought it was because he was not happy, so he explained: "As a translator, you are my staff and military advisor. From now on, no one will stop you when you go in and out of the Marshal's Mansion. You can come and go freely. 10 In half a month, just send me the manuscript of Wu Po Cang Qiong. As for the translation, I will let you know if there is any need..."
Yuan Pingxu's words have been made clear. If you are given a false position, you will not only get money in vain, but also outside, Bao Guowei is nominally his subordinate.
This naturally has many benefits, and the arrogant and domineering Adjutant Hua is an example.
Bao Guowei handed over his hand, "Okay, let the commander make the decision!"
"Haha, okay! I really appreciate your talent!" Yuan Pingxu laughed loudly.
Obviously, he has always loved novels, and he was extremely happy to meet an author who could write a novel like Wu Po Cang Qiong.
Bao Guowei knew that his goal had been achieved, and it happened that Yuan Pingxu was happy now, so he had a plan in mind and decided to pursue the victory.
"Commander, I have one more thing to ask for!"
Yuan Pingxu was very happy at this time. He asked Bao Guowei to sit down and said that he would treat Bao Guowei as a brother.
"Brother Bao, tell me! If there is anything you need to do in Wusu City, if I can do it, I will try my best to help you do it!"
Bao Guowei was secretly happy and lowered his voice...
Outside the theater.
Yuan Pingxu had already led people out of the theater, but Bao Guowei declined Marshal Yuan's invitation, saying bluntly that there were still things to deal with at home, and he just hoped that Marshal would remember his request.
Li Yaohui was completely frightened by Marshal Yuan's aura in front of Yuan Pingxu just now.
Bao Guowei was calm and composed, and instead used the former commander's mentality of cherishing talents to cleverly achieve his own goals, which made him admire Bao Guowei even more.
"Brother Bao, you were so impressive just now! Marshal Yuan really didn't take advantage of you just now!"
Bao Guowei patted him on the shoulder and said apologetically: "That's because of your help! Tell me the truth, when you were taken away by that bastard adjutant, were you afraid in your heart? Did you hold any grudge against me?"
"To be honest, I'm really a little scared." Li Yaohui scratched his head in embarrassment, "But how could I hold a grudge against Brother Bao! You saved my mother's life and gave me a name, let alone calling me a storyteller. , even if you tell me to die!"
Bao Guowei immediately interrupted him.
"Hey, bah! Remember, I treat you as a brother, and you are not my slain soldier. Don't say such nonsense!"
When Li Yaohui heard this, his eyes welled up with tears, as if he was about to shed tears again.
"Haha." Bao Guowei laughed, "You are good at everything! Only one thing is that you love crying too much, you are a crybaby!"
Li Yaohui wiped it with his big hand, and his nose and tears were all smeared on his face. When Bao Guowei saw it, he was both angry and funny.
Just as Bao Guowei and Li Yaohui were joking, a soft female voice came from behind. Needless to say, it must be Yuan Jinshu!
"Hey! Bao Guowei!"
Bao Guowei and Li Yaohui both turned around, and Yuan Jinshu took three steps in a row and trotted up to him.
"Have you seen my brother?" Yuan Jinshu asked, ignoring Li Yaohui.
"See, he has a good impression of me." Bao Guowei nodded.
"what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. He likes my novels very much, and now I have become the translator in the former Marshal's mansion."
After hearing this, Yuan Jinshu was a little disappointed, "Oh! Do you really want to be this translator, my brother's confidant, and are you willing to associate with the military bureaucrats?"
At this moment, Li Yaohui noticed that the atmosphere had become a little subtle. He knew that there was no place for him here, so he left voluntarily.
Bao Guowei laughed.
"Do you think I, Bao Guowei, am that kind of person? A man of letters has his own character. A true man stands between heaven and earth. How can he live in depression for a long time? My move is just a temporary measure."
Yuan Jinshu was surprised, "So? You didn't mean to flatter my brother?"
"Of course."
Bao Guowei said it, and for some reason, she believed him, but then she sighed again.
Bao Guowei had been thinking about his plan just now. Now that his goal was achieved, he gradually relaxed and looked at Yuan Jinshu quietly.
I saw that her face was delicate and red, elegant and red, and she was very beautiful. Moreover, Bao Guowei was still a young girl in his previous life, and he had been in close contact with such a beautiful woman, and his heart moved inadvertently.
He said, "I know why you sigh!"
"What? You won't understand." Yuan Jinshu looked at him and shook his head.
"I think you're probably lovesick!" Bao Guowei said unscrupulously. It didn't matter, but Yuan Jinshu's face turned red.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yuan Jinshu turned his head in shame as if Bao Guowei had hit his mark.
Bao Guowei was reluctant and said with a smile: "Which family is the young master from? Does he study in a new style school or study abroad? Does he live in the east or west of the city?"
"You?!" Yuan Jinshuyu pointed his finger and was about to poke Bao Guowei in the face.
