After Bao Guowei and Guan Zhiyi escaped from the crowd, Chen Hongliang, Xiangzi, Li Yaohui and others quickly left.
Guan Zhiyi was happy to see Bao Guowei again. He had lived for so many years, but Bao Guowei gave him a different feeling. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to have a good chat with him.
"Brother Bao, you said you wanted to come to my house for a visit, but you never came. I originally suspected that you were going to help Miss Monica, but now Monica has gone back to Jingkou. Are you serious? Make me miss you!"
Bao Guowei smiled apologetically and explained: "There are too many things going on at home recently, and they are completely inseparable. I will explain them to you one by one in a while."
"Haha, it doesn't matter! So if Brother Bao has time today, why don't you come to my house and sit down?"
"That's what I meant! But it's definitely not appropriate to go to the house empty-handed for the first time. I'm going to buy some things."
Guan Zhiyi smiled heartily, "Brother Bao, this is just polite. What is your identity? Do you still need to bring a gift?"
"Etiquette is essential."
Bao Guowei insisted on going, and Guan Zhiyi couldn't stop him.
"Then you must come! I have gained a lot of new insights recently, and I would like to communicate more with you."
Bao Guowei was not ambiguous. After bidding farewell to Guan Zhiyi, he immediately went to buy gifts. Not only did he not have the same person he is today without Guan Zhiyi, but today he helped him to save himself. This kindness cannot be forgotten.
He went to Wusu City and bought expensive pastries from time-honored brands, packed two bags of fine Pu'er tea, and bought two jars of aged daughter's red wine.
After a busy time in the east streets and west alleys, Bao Guowei looked like he was returning to his parents' home during the New Year.
He was afraid that Guan Zhiyi would be too impatient to wait, so he asked Xiangzi to pull the cart. His pulling skills could only be said to be basically unmatched in Wusu City.
When Bao Guowei arrived at Guan Mansion, the door of Guan Mansion was open, and a janitor boy of seventeen or eighteen years old came out of the door.
"Are you Mr. Bao?" the gatekeeper asked respectfully.
"I am."
"My Mr. Guan has already given instructions that you would come and asked me to wait here. I didn't expect you to come so soon."
"Yes." Bao Guowei responded casually and followed the janitor boy inside.
The decoration of Guan Mansion is very simple, with a classical and elegant atmosphere everywhere. Every few steps, there is an exquisite pavilion.
"This Guanfu is really luxurious." Bao Guowei exclaimed.
Although he has been to Zhang Mansion and Qin Mansion, each house has its own unique charm. Perhaps this is the uniqueness of Chinese garden landscapes.
"If you like it, you can move in with me in the future." Guan Zhiyi said lightly.
A familiar voice sounded from behind. Guan Zhiyi had been waiting here for a long time. He was sitting alone under a pavilion in the middle of the lake, with a bamboo fishing rod set up on the railing.
"Brother Bao, come quickly, the tea is ready."
Bao Guowei walked along a long bridge over the water to the pavilion in the center of the lake. The gatekeeper who led the way took the gift from his hand.
"Brother Guan is so lively! Drinking tea and fishing, there are few people in Wusu City who are as leisurely as you."
"Haha, Brother Bao is joking. These are just external things. What's rare is that he is a close friend!"
Guan Zhiyi greeted Bao Guowei to sit down, then ordered the maids to bring the prepared tea and motioned for them to leave.
"In addition to my personal maid, here is my wife. She rarely comes in on weekdays, so none of my servants here recognize you."
Bao Guowei smiled and did not answer. In his previous life, he was a young man from a small town and a clear college student. He was not good at words, let alone arguing with others.
But now that I have experienced so much, I have developed a calm heart.
"I came in a hurry this time and didn't prepare anything. I just brought two boxes of Pu'er tea and a pot of good Pu'er. This is Pu'er and this is Jin Junmei."
Bao Guowei showed the gift in his hand to Guan Zhiyi.
"Brother Bao, you're welcome. Since it's a gift to me, how can I refuse it? I'll accept this tea."
He took a second look and asked someone to go down with the things.
"When I went to Zhang Mansion last time, I was deeply touched by Brother Bao's words. I thought you were an unconventional person. Later, guess what, I actually saw your novel in the newspaper!"
"Wu Po Cang Qiong?"
Guan Zhiyi nodded with satisfaction, a bit of joy and excitement on his face.
"Exactly!" Guan Zhiyi couldn't help but lean over, "I just have some questions that I want to ask Brother Bao for advice!"
"You tell me, I will definitely tell you everything."
"You wrote in the novel that Xiao Yan was originally a genius in cultivation, but he became a useless person because he was absorbed in fighting spirit. I thought this was a metaphor. The fallen genius was originally the favored man of heaven. Although he fell temporarily, he Japan will surely return to its peak. Isn’t this exactly what the country is like today?”
"Recalling the Qin Emperor, Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu, how high-spirited they were! Anyone who offends me will be punished no matter how far away he is! Now that we are in trouble and everyone is sad, Brother Bao always has a sincere heart, which really makes Guan someone admire him!"
Bao Guowei looked a little embarrassed. He was originally a copywriter, so he didn't care about so many profound connotations. Besides, his original purpose was to earn royalties, so he didn't think so much.
But things have come to this, and if you don’t brag, you won’t be able to get off the stage.
"Ahem, yes! Brother Guan knows my heart well."
"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty! This is my roar to the young people and the entire country. The lion sleeps for a while, but one day it will wake up!"
Guan Zhiyi shot the case and stood up, full of heroic spirit.
Seeing this, Bao Guowei quickly agreed: "Okay, okay, well said, wonderfully said! Brother Guan's words were really enlightening and enlightened me!"
"Come on, come on! Drink tea!" Guan Zhiyi poured tea for Bao Guowei himself, "Brother Bao, let's continue chatting!"
"okay."
Guan Zhiyi looked at Bao Guowei expectantly, waiting for him to continue.
Looking at his expectant eyes, Bao Guowei was sweating profusely. He suddenly felt like he couldn't even read the article he wrote after it was published in Reading Comprehension.
"No wonder it is said that the moment an article is written, it is no longer clear what the author thought. The reader's understanding of it is his truest meaning." Bao Guowei couldn't help but murmur to himself.
But now in this scene, Bao Guowei had to bite the bullet and go on. Fortunately, his nonsense skills were always online.
"Brother Guan, I can tell you, when I wrote Wu Po Cang Qiong, I finished it in one go. But now that I think about it, I have a different understanding in my heart!"
"Brother Bao, just say it!" Guan Zhiyi leaned a little closer.
