Subtitle of this chapter: The plot should also be accelerated... Let's fight for it

"Neo, what's wrong with you?!"

After our Master Yuan finished speaking the statement of gorgeous and emotional expressions, he was "weak" and fainted because of his "angry attacking his heart", and the scene suddenly became in chaos.

"Please please do Ketuwen!"

Now it was the turn of Doctor Wen to appear again. In fact, he didn't know what to do, so he had to use an old routine to roll up his sleeves and pinch Yuan Yan to the other end. However, he is worthy of being a Doctor. As soon as he put his hand on Master Yuan's face, he had a "effect".

"Ah...help me up!"

Yuan Yan suddenly "awakened" over. Seeing the concerned gazes around him, he suddenly struggled and stood up again.

With the support of John and Doctor Wen, he concluded weakly: "Don't trust the British!"

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

Seeing that he was still worried about the future of the people all over the world under such a weak state, and was moved by his great sentiment of "worrying about the ball and the people", there was immediately thunderous applause in the audience.

"Mr. Yuan, you said so well!"

"Neo, you must be careful of your body!"

"Come a close-up to Mr. Yuan!"

"You hurry back to the newspaper agency and contact the Irish side immediately. If what the Chinese said is true, that would be a big news!"

His lawyer asked with concern: "Neo, do you think you need to continue?"

Mr. McCall still knew something about his physical condition and just now he cooperated with the performance.

Master Yuan must have to exert his strong willpower, so he nodded and said, "Continue, why not?"

John sang: "Okay, ladies and gentlemen. Mr. Yuan is not seriously injured, and this press conference continues."

After he said this, the venue became quiet. At this time, everyone guessed that the British reporter had slipped away.

The questions asked by the reporters next were not so sharp. Did they say hello? What they were most interested in were the two novels by Yuan Yanshu.

This "a rising star in the British and American literary world" was rumored again, saying that he has begun to like English literature since he learned English, especially American writers, such as Allan Poe, Mark Twain, and Jack London.

When he was in China, he had already started to conceive English novels, so he had written several novels intermittently in the United States in recent years. He did not expect that his novels were so popular, and he was simply flattered.

Since the American people love their novels so much, he will publish a real novel in the near future. He has been conceiving this novel for a long time, and it can be said that it is the crystallization of his mind. I hope American readers will continue to support it.

In short, this press conference ended successfully with applause and cheers...

"Mr. Yuan, your article "The Defence of Colonialism" has been on the front page of Le Monde this time."

"It's just the title, the main text is in the third edition. By the way, Mr. Chandler, why are you so polite? Why don't you just call me Neo, and I just call you that... that Yuri."

Fortunately, this war hero is not bald, otherwise Yuri always feels a little bit furious if he calls him.

It is now Sunday morning, November 28, 1920. By the way, today, Tieqin Wudi and Xinhui Gong and Xiangshan Gong, these three Guangdong people arrived in Guangzhou through Hong Kong and will be powered to reorganize the military government tomorrow. Tang Shaoyi will be the Minister of Finance and Wu Yanfang will be the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Our Master Yuan offended two military government leaders at the same time in one go. It seems that he, a Jiangsu native, has no "yuanfen" in both Guangdong.

Yuan Yanshu, who knew nothing about this, and his male assistant were having breakfast while looking through today's morning newspaper.

Overall, most of the local newspapers in New York praised him, and even newspapers with Democratic backgrounds dared not raise their tone to refute his statement positively. There were only two pro-British newspapers in jjww, saying that the Irish were bloody suppression was fictionalized to slander the British Empire.

Yuan Yan suddenly snorted coldly in her heart, there are a few flies in the small world...

"Pickup!"

After a few days of confirmation of the "Bloody Sunday" news, these flies will hit a wall.

Master Yuan picked up the Wall Street Journal and looked at the stock market related page and was overjoyed. He saw that it read "Edison is seriously ill - the company's stock plummeted."

It seems that Mr. George Baker has started to do something.

Edison is indeed a company under the Morgan Consortium, but can't the stocks of its own company be speculated?

What's more, using Mr. Baker's methods to not only peel off other institutions and retail investors, but also dilute Edison's own equity, and tie Edison to the chariot of Nypr. Why not do this kind of three-killing thing?

After breakfast and reading the newspaper, the two gentlemen were both engaged in their respective work. Comrade Yuri, with long hair, looked at the dozens of letters sent today, and our Master Yuan entered the study, closed the door, sat on the chair, and became stunned at the typewriter on the table.

It's so boring.

I have nothing to do and can go out for a while, but in order not to arouse others' suspicion, I have to lock myself up and pretend to be very busy. This is really... too boring.

"Master Ball, do you have no game functions? It's good to have minesweeping and cards."

"Host, in order to allow you to concentrate all your energy on the great cause of being a master, this system does not come with game functions."

"Master Ball, the game can relax my mind and better 'focus all my energy on the great cause of being a master'."

"Host, come on. You can read the book and enrich yourself when you have free time. What kind of game do you play?"

"Master Ball, you can't say that..."

"Tu tuk tuk."

"Neo, can I come in?"

While he was grinding his mouth with Master Ball, he heard Mr. Chandler knock on the door.

"sure."

"Neo, you should read these two letters yourself."

"Yuri, show it to me."

Master Yuan took the letter and saw that the two letters were from his old friends, Mr. David Griffith and Miss Lillian Gish. In fact, these two had already taken a joint telegram to comfort him and he also called back to tell them that everything was fine.

Of course, he read Miss Gish's letter first. The letter said that her movie has been completed and she is now ready to leave to visit him and will arrive in New York by mid-December at the latest.

Yuan Yanshu couldn't help but feel warm. He still likes this big star very much. He has a beautiful figure and a good character. He can be relaxed in bed. He is the most suitable lover. And to be honest, he, a patient with late-stage lazy cancer, really thinks that opening a harem is troublesome and boring. There is a famous saying that since you can drink milk, why raise a group of cows?

After reading this, he then picked up Mr. Griffith's letter.

The film master said good news in his letter that he inquired about the fact that Edison had already had mature technology to record audio movies. So he would also come to New York soon.

In fact, as early as 1910, Edison announced the invention of the audio film machine. In 1923, the world's first synchronous audio film was released in New York. So it is completely feasible to shoot audio films at this time.

Oh, it seems that we are going to "trouble" our Mr. Thomas Edison again.

However, Mr. Griffith discovered a problem. The scenes and plots of "The Love Chocolate" are too complicated. Even a filmmaker like him dare not shoot such an incredible audio movie as soon as he came up. So he wanted to ask Master Yuan if there is any more suitable script...
Chapter completed!