Subtitle of this chapter: "Same text and same kind", "Everyone knows it will speak". (Please pay attention to double quotes!)

"Japanese? An, I'll come soon!"

Our Master Yuan put on his coat and came to the door. When he saw these two Japanese, he immediately greeted with a breeze on his face: "Oh, Mr. Nomura, longtimenosee. When did you come back from Washington?"

Yoshisaburo Nomura bowed according to the etiquette of Neon King, then shook hands with him with a smile and said, "Mr. Yuan, we haven't seen each other for a while. Actually, I just returned to New York yesterday."

You, a first-class military officer in the United States and a navy colonel, came to find me, and that must be a good thing.

Yuan Yan suddenly joked casually: "Aha, Mr. Nomura, I came to see me as soon as I came back. Do you want to play mahjong?"

The Japanese diplomat said cheerfully: "Haha, Mr. Yuan, it would be fine if you didn't say it, but my hands were itchy after saying it."

"Well, it's easy to say, let's play four times later."

Master Yuan greeted another 80 cents: "Hello, Mr. Yamamoto. By the way, how did you do that?"

Yamamoto Iroku stood at attention with a "slap" and said gratefully: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Yuan, my thing is in progress."

"Oh, is that true..."

Yuan Yanshu originally wanted to meet Rockefeller with Mr. George Baker's introduction, but Rockefeller went on vacation in the villa of his father Rockefeller's Caribbean Ormond Beach, so he never saw the current head of the large consortium.

However, he still helped Yamamoto Iroku get on the line of California Mobil. Although they are Japanese, there is no need to control them in such small matters. Moreover, the development rights of the North Sakhalin Island oil field are nothing to do with him.

"Please come in, please come in, two."

Master Yuan brought two Japanese naval officers into the living room. After sitting down, the three of them exchanged greetings. These three were mysterious orientals and knew a little "abdominal art", so they chatted for a long time.

Nomura Yoshisaburo said in an admirational tone: "This time I was in Washington. I heard that after General Wilson reads your article by Mr. Yuan, his condition has worsened a little. Mr. Yuan is really as talented as Chen Kongzhang."

The Chen Kongzhang he mentioned was Chen Lin and Chen Kongzhang from the Three Kingdoms period, and was listed among the Seven Sons of Jian'an.

Chen Lin once drafted a proclamation against Cao on behalf of Yuan Shao. The proclamation was passed to Xudu. At that time, Cao Cao had a headache and was resting in bed. He passed the proclamation on his left and right. Cao read it and was frightened and sweated all over, and he felt relieved.

In ancient times, there was a style of Chen Kongzhang governing Cao Mengde, and now Yuan Hongjian caused Wilson to suffer a stroke. Our Master Yuan returned to the Three Kingdoms, Wei and Jin Dynasties, and might become the eight sons of Jian'an.

Yuan Bazi smiled faintly and said, "How can I compare to Chen Kongzhang? Speaking of manifestos, the "Emperoration on Qing Dynasty" during the Jiawu period of your country is also very well written..."

He shook his head and recited: "The nation is the same race, the same language, the same ethics as our Japanese nation, and has a friendship of honor and no hatred... The ancients did not say that: God does not take it, but will suffer the consequences. Please stand up quickly. Don't be laughed at by the Ming ancestors!"

"When my father read this article, he couldn't help but admire and slammed the table. He told me that if the Imperial Army landed from the coast of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he would definitely mobilize the whole clan to carry a pot of food to welcome the king's army, and to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty to fight against the Manchu captives..."

Well, Mr. Yuan was not very lucky that time and could not treat him as the leader and the chairman.

Yamamoto Iroku held back his smile and said, "Mr. Yuan, that was 1895. Can you remember it?"

"Mr. Yamamoto, this..." Our Master Yuan said without shame, "I am relatively precocious and I still remember it very clearly even though I am in the cradle."

Nomura Yoshisaburo could speak more than "80 cents". He nodded happily and said, "Yo Xi! The tiger father has no dog son. It turns out that Ling Zun is also a great hero of my yellow race."

Yuan Yan suddenly laughed and waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about my father anymore. We Chinese say night owls... Well, there must be something important to visit our guests. Two gentlemen, just like the manifesto of your country's Qing Dynasty, we yellow people are one, and we should advance and retreat together. Brothers, I will definitely help if you can help, so let's just say anything. If it's okay..."

He crossed his legs and said, "Then let's have four rounds now."

Two neon gold glanced at each other, and Yoshisaburo Nomura sighed and said, "Mr. Yuan is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also unique in his vision. You are really sure that the United States wants to break up the British-Japanese alliance!"

He paused and continued: "To be honest with Mr. Yuan, I went to Washington to learn from my friends of the Republican Party that Commander Harding was preparing to hold an international conference to discuss the naval armaments of various countries and the Far East Pacific affairs. Moreover, I have heard... "

"The next Secretary of State, Mr. Charles Evans Hughes, wants to invite Mr. Yuan as his personal consultant. I wonder if this is the case?"

These little Japanese are really good at making information and even inquired about such things. It seems that they are here to find me this time.

"Not bad." Yuan Yan nodded suddenly, facing the two neon gold-burning gazes, and said frankly: "Mr. Nomura is well-informed and does have this matter."

Yamamoto Iroku asked naturally: "I'd like to ask you, how does Mr. Yuan view the situation in the Far East?"

Of course, they all thought that our Master Yuan would at most give Mr. Hughes some advice on the Far East, that is, in the situation in China, so they asked him what he thought about the Far East rather than the Pacific Ocean as soon as they came up.

Yuan Yan thought to himself, Far East... It's actually China, so what else can I say about the situation?

Our Cyrius is just eight words, I am fish and meat, and people are the slaughter; and you little Japanese are just eight words, and you have a wolf's ambition and strength are not enough; then America is just eight words... I want to make money and want to be crazy.

"Haha..." He chuckled a few times and spread his hands, "The Far East is all messed up by your country. Do you want to ask me what this Chinese is doing?"

The two neon golds looked at each other again, and Yoshisaburo Nomura hesitated and asked: "Mr. Yuan, are you talking about Shandong issues?"

"Oh..." Master Yuan sighed and nodded, "Your country is really not doing this in Qingdao..."

You little Japan has spent so much effort and thousands of people died. Will you spit out Qingdao next year under the oppression of the great powers? And it has triggered an anti-Japanese trend within Seris, and even the so-called "pro-Japanese faction" within the Beiyang government has stepped down. How unwise it is.

He said leisurely: "But I don't understand the military brothers. From the perspective of me, an economics student, this is not the key."

"So the key is?"
Chapter completed!