Subtitle of this chapter: Stone scissors cloth

"Lot No. 250, specially auctioned by Master Yuan Yanshu of Southbi Auction House, is also the finale of this auction..."

"Yes, it is these two famous photos in a group of "00" and "25", also known as "Scissors Stone Cloth". The photographer is a world-renowned female photographer and great journalist, and Ms. Emma Pulitzer, the first female editor in the American newspaper industry."

"Like the No. 249 lot, "00" was also filmed in the early morning of November 3, 1920, that is, the morning after Master Yuan's famous "nyu gambling night". He was so angry that he was arrested. In order to express his anger, Mr. Yuan raised his fists vigorously, so the masterpiece "00" was cited countless times by later generations."

"The photo of "25" was taken by Mr. Yuan on the day he was discharged from the hospital on November 18, 1920. At that time, he had just recovered from serious illness and was warmly welcomed by New York citizens. He was very excited and very happy and made this gesture."

"The auction is the original gift given to Mr. Yuan Yanshu by Ms. Emma Pulitzer. What's more precious is that there is also a handwritten inscription by Mr. Yuan behind the photo. Each picture has two words on it, and it is a famous saying by Mr. Yuan Yanshu. Please read..."

“youareall250!”

"'You are all 25!". Someone once asked Mr. Yuan what this sentence meant. He said that this means that as long as you work hard, everyone can become 25."

"The starting price is $250,000..."

"snort!"

Captain Aiden...well, it should be former federal agent Mr. Wilton Aiden.

He sat in the driver's seat of a car on the street and looked at the lively scene in front of him. Now the resigned former federal agent only felt itchy and swelling in his heart. Only alcohol can make himself feel more comfortable.

He took out a flat metal wine bottle from his suit pocket, took a big mouthful of his spicy tongue-made whiskey, and then suppressed his anger.

This Chinese is surrounded by the enthusiasm of those ignorant people, and not only has he lost his profession, but he can only leave New York alone and leave boi alone...

Wait, even if you leave Boi, it doesn’t mean you have to leave New York, nor does it mean you have to give up your investigation into the Chinese and those who are dessert shops.

General Zod originally decided to go back to Texas to rest for a while, but when he saw this damn Yuan Yan Shu fooling the world so much, his sense of justice in his heart changed his mind.

Didn’t someone invite me to join the New York branch of Pinkerton Detective Firm? Well, I’ll stay here.

yanshu-yuan, you absolutely cannot escape the punishment of justice!

He started the car hatefully and slowly drove onto the road. Unfortunately, the man who was about to become a private detective did not notice the carriage parked on the other side.

And the carriage was sitting in the real planner of the Wall Street Bang, and there was also a female criminal who looked at the wind.

The professor who bit his pipe said kindly: "What a young man who listened to Incup. An, don't you think so?"

Miss Aiuka blushed and bit her lip and nodded.

The professor looked at her shy look and laughed "hehehe", which made Xiaolongnu even more embarrassed and had to lower her head shyly. So she did not see a light with an ominous meaning flashing in the kind old man's eyes.

"Okay, I'll get off here." The professor tidied up his clothes and said, "You'd better go to the hospital to take care of Wanhezhuang with your mother. You will have the opportunity to meet this Chinese in the future."

"Okay, Mr. Professor."

He nodded to the girl Zhang and got out of the car, and walked calmly towards Yuan Yanshu and his party. The carriage slowly left the roadside.

Our Master Yuan listened to the conversation and laughter of his friends around him, and when he turned his head, he saw a decent and dignified old gentleman walking towards him.

It seemed that they had a heart-to-heart relationship. The two smiled at each other and nodded to say hello...

"Neo, let's get in the car."

"Um!"

Yuan Yan, who had diverted her attention, turned around and wanted to find the old man, but found that he had walked into the noisy crowd and could not even see his back.

He had no choice but to frown and get into the car. The two cars left the New York Presbyterian Hospital one after another.

"I said Louis, you've got the wrong way. Didn't you say you sent me home?"

In fact, Master Yuan can speak, and there is no big problem except for being a little hoarse and low. However, he felt that he was already a little shocking and shocked, so he had to pretend that he had not yet recovered his language skills.

Mr. Louis Baker, who was driving, looked at each other with three other people in the car, and said with a smile: "That's right, it's just for you to go home."

Yes, there were three people. Another one was Miss Emma Pulitzer, who also squeezed in very casually.

Yuan Yanshu said strangely: "But my home is in Brooklyn, so I have to cross the Hudson River. Where are you going if you just open the bridge straight?"

"I'll know later." Miss Brown said sweetly with a smile on her lips.

Well, since I have made a promise, I should keep a friend with this "Helen of Manhattan". Don't really trigger the "Troy War".

He just smiled at Miss Brown, turned to look at Mr. John McCall with an inquiring look.

And the latter showed a sincere smile and said, "Neo, I am grateful for everything you did for me. So I want to surprise you."

Our Master Yuan understood what he meant, but he still said politely: "John, John, I want to thank you for being my lawyer for free. Why are you here to give me a gift now?"

"No, no, no." The fat man shook his head vigorously, "Even if there is no me, you can get out with your own articles and novels, and the help of the Chinese. It's really famous for your pulling me in."

He paused and continued, "Now there are several major lawyers who have invited me to be a junior partner, so I want to thank you!"

Actually, he was right. Yuan Yanshu only needed to delay time to trigger public opinion. However, if he was not burned with his tongue, it would be hard to say whether he could escape Captain Aiden's torture.

"What's more, you didn't want the bet of $5,000, you still have..."

Mr. McCall glanced at Miss Brown, blinked at Master Yuan and did not continue.

Oh, I really deserve it according to him.

Yuan Yan, who was already pretty, felt at ease when she heard this.
Chapter completed!