Subtitle of this chapter: If you don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?

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"Fifteen years of careful preparation plus up to fifteen years of wise implementation, we can gain one... or even several countries in just thirty years."

Our Master Yuan will not say "A year of preparation, two years of counterattack, three years of success." This kind of nonsense that even Chuan Lin Beile himself does not believe in.

What's more, without the spring breeze of World War II, there would be no subsequent frenzy of national independence.

"Thirty years? Hahaha, I can't see it..." Mr. George Baker said with a smile without any hesitation.

Yuan Yanshu also said to the truth: "Mr. Baker, you really can't see it, but your son, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren can see it. You have made a little insignificant investment now. How much will the investment return will be in thirty years?"

"Wall Street Miracle" said an old eye: "Then Neho and Mr. Huang, how can our Baker family guarantee to recover this investment?"

"Hahaha..." Our Master Yuan replied with a smile, "This can't be simpler..."

"Marriage!"

"Marriage?"

"Yes!" Yuan Yan suddenly slapped his hands, "What contract, what promise, can these be more reliable than blood relationship?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the other three showed dismay.

Master Yuan patted Huang Zongyi on the shoulder and said, "I won't talk about my nephew's origin, I look pretty good..."

His father Huang Zhonghan is average-looking, but his mother He Lucy is a mixed-race beauty. Mr. Huang, who has also had a little blood, looks no worse.

"Cough cough cough..." Huang Zongyi coughed, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Uncle, I'm going to tell you, I'm already engaged."

Yuan Yan glanced at her nephew with dissatisfaction, and lowered her voice and said in Chinese: "Suozhi, you can get divorced even when you get married, what is the point of engagement? What you have to worry about now is that others refuse!"

He turned his head and said in a very understanding tone: "Mr. Baker, I also know that it is indeed a bit inappropriate to let the lady of the Baker family marry a yellow gentleman..."

There is no way, they are also a serious American rich family, and the reputation of the yellow people is really... Even if Huang Zongyi is the son of the richest Chinese, this marriage will greatly damage the reputation of the Baker family.

"But there are no girls in your family who are not very good at living... In fact, it doesn't matter if a married woman is not a good person. As long as she can give birth to a child..."

As Cyris said, the emperor also had three poor relatives. Let alone the Baker family was still a wealthy family that had just made their fortunes.

"And they can go to Nanyang to get married secretly, no one in the United States will know..."

"Gentlemen, think about it. When the Americans hear Mr. Huang's name again fifteen years later, they will be delighted to find that he has an American wife and an heir to receive a pure American education. This is also of great benefit to his political career."

He was in vain for a long time, but it was actually for this purpose.

Needless to ask, he was naturally imitating the marriage between Chuanlin Beilu and Miss Song's second wife.

It doesn’t matter if you marry a foreigner. The son of a perfect man who penetrates Lin Bei’s legs, and the great man "Qingbai Sword Master" would marry a foreign woman. (Note 1)

Oh, it really tastes like Hong Kong comics and Huangyi.

Hearing his words, Mr. Baker was fine, and Mr. Baker couldn't help but show a heart-warming expression.

Master Yuan showed a proud smile of "I have a plan to sell" and said, "Gentlemen, there is another benefit. If his father heard about this news, he would definitely be very happy. Then Mr. Huang could...hehe."

He smiled and sucked the cigar without saying a word. This time, let alone the two foreigners, even Huang Zongyi, who was a little hesitant, was unbearable to be excited.

Just imagine, if he became the son-in-law of the Baker family, his father would have looked down on him. If there was something he couldn't bear to say, he would get a richer inheritance than other brothers and sisters, and even become the next leader of the Huang Consortium.

In fact, this is what Yuan Yanshu thought about it.

His ex-brother-in-law will be sad in three years. He does not have the intention to help his nephew have a palace drama, so he has to have a husband who is noble by his wife.

"Huh..." "Wall Street Miracle" breathed a sigh of relief and said without commenting, "I have to consider this suggestion. Then..."

"Neo, what can we do for you and Mr. Huang?"

When Master Yuan heard his question, he was half determined. If the old fox disagreed, he would not have asked this question.

"Like I said, we don't need money. What we need is..."

Yuan Yan nodded to the old man and said, "Mr. George Baker, your Relationship."

Don’t look at him and this poker... the mahjong cabinet is almost useless.

The Morgan Consortium is the big funder in American politics, and his words are much more important than his neoclassical liberal master.

Of course, in 11 years, when FDR comes to power, Master Yuan’s identity and weight are incomparable to now, and he will be able to truly exert his strength.

Finally, when the Pacific War broke out in the 1940s, he was definitely a heavyweight. In addition, his SCP Foundation made a mistake of making mistakes and rain, which was really not empty talk.

He looked at Mr. Baker again and said in a very sincere tone: "Louis, we need your professionalism and enthusiasm..."

"You have proved your professionalism with NYPR and recently Baisaishan, and you also have the enthusiasm to change the world!"

In fact, this left-wing educated youth is a little out of place with the SCP Foundation. After all, he is a young man who grew up in a greenhouse and is too idealistic and does not know how valuable he is to "listen in the bhusi".

"Master Fool" truly feels that in his great Arcana, only the "Pont's Crown" needs to travel around the world, open your horizons to backward areas, and see the true face of the world.

"So my friend, I'm really curious, what will you do when you have such an opportunity?"

Louis Baker's expression moved, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Come on, gentlemen..." Our Master Yuan stood up and raised his wine glass and said, "Thank you for listening to my crazy words after hearing this, and did not laugh at me as a madman. Cheers..."

“Cheers!”

"Uncle, thank you." As soon as the four of them broke up outside the smoking room door, they heard Huang Zongyi say from the bottom of their hearts.

Yuan Yan suddenly looked at Mr. Huang, who was grateful below, and shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Super, why are you thanking me? You should blame me!"

"Blame you..." Huang Zongyi asked in confusion, "Uncle, what do you mean?"

Master Yuan laughed and said, "Suozhi, I have never discussed it with you, so I put you on the fire. Don't you blame me?"

"How could it be?" Mr. Huang shook his head and said, "My uncle knows that his uncle is doing this for my own good..."

"For your own good?!" Yuan Yan suddenly showed a sarcastic expression... I don't know whether to laugh at her nephew or laugh at her.

He interrupted the other party and said, "My Master Huang, you could have been a rich family safely. No matter how poor your family is, you can be the eldest master for the rest of your life. What about now?"

"My President Wong, Premier Wong or Chairman Wong, do you think this road will be easier to walk now? This road is full of thorns, poisonous insects are rampant on this road, and beasts are surrounding this road. On this already difficult road, even the travel companions who travel with you will stab you at critical moments. It is normal to fall in the middle to make wedding dresses for others..."

His tone was even colder: "A general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone, so don't even think about the hero's reputation behind him!"

"Tell me, even if you succeed, you will be regarded by some people as a great tyrant, a poisonous vegetable, an executioner, an anti-moving faction with your hands covered with the blood of innocent people..."

"Mr. Huang Zongyi, are you really willing to become a demon among the later generations?"

"I, I, I..." The young man with sweat on his forehead didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yuan Yan suddenly raised his hand and interrupted, "Don't answer me in such a hurry. You still have time to think about it. When you are sure that you have considered it, we will talk about it formally. At that time, I will give you a gift..."

He took the opportunity to take a look at his wrist... Damn, the card cooling period has not passed, and the Haolunshi watch has not been repaired yet. He had to take a look at the clock next to him.

"Tell me, you stay and increase your feelings with Mr. Baker and others, and I'll leave first."

"Uncle, are you leaving now?"

"There's no choice, uncle, I'm going to take the night train..."

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Note 1: The nickname of the Lord of Qingbai Sword is Murong Tse. There are three reasons:

First, Qingbai naturally comes from the blue sky and the sun. Nikola was called "Jiang Qingtian" when he was in southern Jiangxi, and also gave the lady surnamed Zhang in the daytime.

Second, I recall that Jianfeng was so heroic that he was holding the Shangfang sword and vowed to kill the tiger. But he swept away the gold foreign exchange of thousands of people, waved his sleeves and floated west, leaving only his back for people to admire. How could he not let Allah give the word "sword"?

Third, he is the leader of the island at least and has presided over the top ten constructions, which has made contributions to WW.

There is a poem that says: I once broke the relationship between father and son in Lin, and returned home and roared and walked with swords. The American helper Su's wife, who was so scared! Mr. Jiang, a hero who beats the tiger.

The spring breeze of democracy wails people awaken and climbs up the bright future. The Bian family shows mercy for 700 million times, and still pity Jiu Niang is a waste. It’s okay, but it’s still up to Cai Xiaoying.

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PS: I'm sorry first. If you are afraid that someone will not see it, it takes up a little word count.

Whether it is a patient who is reading this broken book on XX Artifact or XX Reading, I sincerely suggest that you come and read the comments in Qidian Book Review Area.

I am not trying to praise the high level of readers of this broken book, but being able to follow the patients until now must be very ill, so I am afraid of being ill when they get sick.

It's a pity that these brains are buried. Murong just simply hopes that more people can see the brains of these patients, just like I hope there will be more patients.
Chapter completed!