Subtitle of this chapter: According to the outline, you will soon write about Economics. Murong is a little confused now. 404 is 404 for 80,000 words, 800,000 words... but it is embarrassing.

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“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

The gray sky, the gray ocean, between the two, under a hull, red and black, and the superstructured buildings were painted in snow-white (Victorian painted) and the whistle sounded.

The huge ship was like an old woman walking alone in the cold night, staggering towards the Atlantic Ocean while sucking and spitting out white smoke, heading towards the Europa on the other side.

Although Master Yuan regarded himself as a pure Reis, and although he has lived in America since his time travel, he has to admit that the continent is the most brilliant stage in the industrial age.

Just like American cultural people have a "Paris plot", they also have a "Europa plot" because they know that the dramas that will be staged there in the future can determine the future of mankind.

If the "Engine Plan" fails, the British and French coalition forces will be completely wiped out in Dunkirk...

If the bearded man was not fooled by Fatty Ge, he wanted to use the "Sea Lion Plan" to force him to surrender to Britain...

If the noodles are a pig teammate, the "Barbarossa Plan" will be implemented as planned instead of delaying for a month...

If, if, if...

And if these people who become the result are on the cruise ship heading to the European continent.

Monday, March 21, 1921, the lunar vernal equinox.

Our Master Yuan stood on the dock and watched the "Elizabeth" leave the New York Harbor. On this ship, not only Mr. Yurien Herman Chandler, Miss Ainukar Rochelle and Li Jie and Zhang Na, but also Chen Shize and his men whom he met a few days ago.

They are about to go to their posts and make their due contribution to his "great plan".

Yuan Yan, who was surging in her heart, couldn't help but hum softly: "I plant a few seeds and will always grow fruits. Today is a great day..."

“Pickup.”

Master Yuan cursed in his heart and turned around and walked towards his special car.

As soon as he got on the bus, he said to the driver: "Xiaokang, go to Wall Street."

Xiaokang, who was also twenty-five or twenty-six years old, said calmly: "Okay, second master."

This Xiaokang is Master Yuan’s new driver and bodyguard. His name is Condor, a native of Xinhui, Guangdong, and is also a brother of the Hongmen. He is naturally good at skill. It is said that he is the disciple of the disciple of Chen Xiang, the founder of Cai Lifoquan. Cai Lifoquan is also a famous sect in Southern Fist. At this time, his reputation is not inferior to the awesome Wing Chun Fist in later generations.

Zhuang Kunlun left, Yulian also left, and John McCall couldn't really be his driver. So Yuan Yan suddenly asked Situ Meitang for such a Hong brother to drive for him. Unexpectedly, Kang Erduo, who was introduced by Situ Datou, not only could drive, but also a trainer.

What made Master Yuan even more happy was that Xiaokang’s English and Mandarin were both very good. Finally, he didn’t have to listen to Cantonese.

Condor drove Yuan Yan to the famous Delmonic Bar. He did not come here for lunch on a whim, but had something to talk about.

After duel with Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, Master Yuan's face became more and more popular in New York. There were almost no high-end restaurants and clubs that he couldn't enter. Even this place where Wall Street elite gatherings didn't need anyone to lead the way or just scan your face.

"Mr. Yuan, please come here."

Under the guidance of the foreman, Yuan Yan suddenly came to a large dining table. Miss Lilian Gish, Mr. David Griffith and FDR were sitting at the table. In addition to these three old friends, there were two "new friends" of a man and a woman.

"Neo, you are here!"

Seeing him come in, everyone stood up to welcome him. Master Yuan did not hesitate to give a very intimate gift to the big star, and shook hands with two familiar gentlemen.

Mr. Roosevelt took the initiative to point at the strange man and woman and said, "Mr. Yuan, let me introduce you to Mr. Joseph Patrick Kennedy from Boston, and his female companion... Well, Miss Suzy."

When Yuan Yanshu heard this name, he was also excited. I met FDR, and I also met JFK's father. Next, I can become JFK's UNCLE.

"Mr. Yuan, I'm very happy to know you."

"I'm also honored to know you, Mr. Kennedy."

In fact, Kennedy and Roosevelt were old friends. During the battle, Kennedy was also the assistant manager of the Fuller River Shipyard of Bethlehem Steel. The shipyard received an order from the US government to build two battleships for Argentina. After the ship was built, the Argentine had no money to pay the bill, and Charles Schwarb, chairman of Bethlehem Steel, refused to deliver the goods.

Roosevelt, then deputy secretary of the Admiralty, held a meeting in Washington, and Chairman Schwab sent Old Kennedy to the meeting to deal with related matters. That's how the two met.

Roosevelt advised Kennedy to hand over the ship to the Argentinians first, and the federal government would come to pay the bill later. The latter naturally refused and refused the condition. So after a week, four naval tugs appeared at the Fuller River Shipyard, carrying fully armed naval officers and soldiers. They drove the ship away under the gaze of the workers.

Therefore, Kennedy, the old man, called Roosevelt the toughest trader he had ever met. What I heard was that he became a loyal fan and supporter of FDR.

As for the pretty lady Suzy... I can only say that JFK and his younger brother Robert Kennedy's "playboy" style were inherited from their father.

This guy just came to New York for a few days and got into such a Broadway star.

And when they get together, they are naturally talking about the investment case of "The Orphan of Famine".

Yuan Yan ordered a lot of food as before, and then asked with a smile: "Sorry, I'm late. What were you talking about just now?"

Old Kennedy said first: "We are talking about the script written by Mr. Yuan..."

He said with a solemn expression: "As a descendant of an Irish, I want to express my sincere gratitude to you!"

"Don't thank me, Mr. Kennedy." Master Yuan said with a compassionate expression, "It is my conscience that drove me to write this script. If you want to thank me, thank you..."

He pointed to the film master and "Lovers" and said, "They are two of them, my script is tailored for these two film workers."

As soon as he said this, it was fine for the others. Miss Suzy glanced at the female star with a proud and happy face, and couldn't help but show an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Yuan Yanshu followed this sentence and asked, "So is Mr. Kennedy ready to invest in this movie?"

"Is this a question..."

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Chapter completed!