Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

Sunday.

Lou Xiao'e, wearing an exquisite blue suit and smiling, gently pushed open the door of the study.

"Honey, come and try on this suit."

Zhang Weiguo put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and took the suit from Lou Xiao'e.

"Is this what I'm wearing tonight?" Zhang Weiguo asked as he began to unbutton his pajamas.

"Honey, this is your first time attending a party like this. I spent a long time choosing this one."

"Ezi has good taste!" Zhang Weiguo nodded with a smile and began to put on the exquisite blue suit.

"How is it? Does it fit?" asked Lou Xiao'e.

Zhang Weiguo turned around in front of Lou Xiao'e and said, "Ezi, please help me take another look."

Lou Xiao'e came behind Zhang Weiguo, carefully helped Zhang Weiguo to tidy up the places he had not noticed, and then considerately helped him tie his tie.

"By the way, honey, sister Sofia will go with us tonight." Lou Xiao'e said at this time.

"Oh? Doesn't she dislike this kind of place?"

As a girl who grew up in America, Sofia was originally very interested in parties. But after attending two parties organized by the British Ladies, she lost interest in this kind of party.

"Honey, I don't know either. Maybe Sister Sofia suddenly became interested today!"

"Okay, let's go together later."

After dinner, Zhang Weiguo, Lou Xiaoe and Sofia got into a Rolls-Royce and headed for tonight’s charity gala.

20 minutes later, the Rolls-Royce arrived at the Governor's private estate.

Under normal circumstances, such charity gatherings would not be held at the Governor's home. However, tonight's charity gala was special. It was called a charity gala, but in fact it was just a way for Governor Trench to make some money before he left.

As soon as the three men walked into the banquet hall, shipping magnate Pao Yue-Kong came up to them.

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect you to come here in person this time." Bao Yugang was a little surprised to see Zhang Weiguo's arrival.

Almost all the wealthy class in Hong Kong Island knows that this suddenly rising Hong Kong tycoon basically will not attend any parties.

"Pull the boat to look, I heard there will be some good stuff to shoot tonight, Zhang came to watch the fun."

"Mr. Zhang, it's not easy to be so lively that you can see it!"

"..."

Just as the two were chatting, a British girl about 15 years old appeared in front of them.

"Hello, are you Weiguo Zhang, the author of Harry Potter?"

Zhang Weiguo looked at the baby-faced girl in front of him and replied with a smile: "If there is no second Harry Potter book, I think you are talking about me."

When the girl heard Zhang Weiguo's answer, she immediately shouted excitedly: "Oh my God! It's really Zhang, the living Zhang!"

The girl excitedly grabbed Zhang Weiguo's hand and said, "Zhang, I'm a fan. The Harry Potter you wrote is super good."

"Zhang, can you sign an autograph for me?"

Zhang Weiguo looked at the girl in front of him with a frown, wondering what the living Zhang meant.

But looking at the girl's eager eyes, Zhang Weiguo said helplessly: "Beautiful princess, I wonder where you want me to sign?"

The girl thought for a moment and quickly said, "Zhang. Wait for me."

The girl ran upstairs and turned back to shout, "Zhang, you must wait for me to come back."

As the girl shouted, everyone in the hall focused their attention on Zhang Weiguo.

"Zhang Sheng, you are really popular with girls!"

Zhang Weiguo was not sure about the identity of the girl just now, but Pao Yue-kong knew.

The girl's name was Qi Yu, the daughter of Qi Jishi, who succeeded David Trench as Governor of Hong Kong.

Just after Zhang Weiguo dealt with some wealthy people from Hong Kong who came over to talk to him, Qi Yu showed up with a copy of "Harry Potter" in his hand, followed by a little girl from the British Empire, about seven or eight years old.

"Zhang, this is Diana, my friend." Qi Yu introduced the girl behind him.

"Are you really Zhang? Can you tell me the story behind Harry and the Philosopher's Stone?"

“Also, can you update twice faster?”

Zhang Weiguo looked at the little girl in front of him who was urging him to update his work, and a rare trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

At first, Zhang Weiguo updated 1000 words a day, and then as the Flower Planting Newspaper gradually gained a foothold, Zhang Weiguo began to stop updating. 3 words in 1000 days means that Zhang Weiguo is in a good mood recently, 1000 words a week means normal updates, and 1000 words a month means that Zhang Weiguo is very busy recently.

"Your name is Dai Yu, right?"

"Um..., you haven't told me Harry..."

Hearing the girl's question, Zhang Weiguo said with a malicious look: "Let me tell you, Harry failed to protect the Philosopher's Stone, and was finally..."

"Wow wow..."

"No! I don't want Harry to die! I don't want it!"

The girl's crying quickly attracted the attention of most people in the hall.

"Zhang, please don't let Harry die, okay?"

Zhang Weiguo looked at the girl who was holding onto his clothes and crying, and felt that he had gone too far. He quickly said, "Little Dai Yu, don't cry. I promise you, I won't let Harry die."

"Really!" Dai Yu raised his head and stared at Zhang Weiguo seriously after hearing what Zhang Weiguo said.

"real!"

"Then let's pull the hook."

Zhang Weiguo looked at the smiling eyes of the people around him, then looked at Dai Yu's tears that had not been wiped away, and stretched out his hand helplessly.

"Pin, hang, don't change for a hundred years."

"Don't cry this time!" Zhang Weiguo felt a little embarrassed as he listened to the discussions of people around him.

"Yeah." Dai Yu wiped away her tears seriously.

"Zhang, sign!"

At this time, Qi Yu, who was laughing secretly with his hands covering his mouth, handed the book in his hand to Zhang Weiguo. He was not a little brat like Dai Yu, so he would not believe what Zhang Weiguo said.

"Here you go!" Zhang Weiguo took "Harry Potter" from Qi Yu's hand and signed the three words "Zhang Weiguo".

Qi Yu took the book handed to him by Zhang Weiguo and asked curiously, "Zhang, can you tell me what happened to Harry, Ron, and Hermione next?"

Zhang Weiguo looked at the girl who was laughing beside him just now and asked with a smile: "You really want to know!"

Qi Yu nodded seriously.

Zhang Weiguo leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Hermione died at the hands of Voldemort in order to help Harry protect the Philosopher's Stone."

After Zhang Weiguo finished speaking, he left with a snicker, leaving Qi Yu behind who hadn't reacted yet.

After a moment, Qi Yu shouted angrily:

"Zhang, you bastard!"