Subtitle of this chapter: The small storm caused by 404

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"Haha, they are really three cute little friends."

Our Master Yuan smiled and revealed this festival, turned around and invited everyone, "Please come in..."

"Right..." He suddenly felt a little thorny and then turned his head and saw the unhappy Brigadier MacArthur from the corner of his eyes.

Then he realized that he was no longer the "male master".

So Yuan Yan immediately changed her words, squeezed a smile to the hostess and the "male hostess" who picked up her own dishes and said, "Of course, I'm talking about it for Ms. Brooks and Mr. MacArthur."

"Ho huh...haha...haha..."

Everyone had to laugh a little while without laughing, and then, at the "entertainment" invitation of the hostess, they walked into the living room familiarly.

Don’t forget that “His Majesty the Emperor”, “The Pope’s Crown” and “His Royal Highness” who have not yet been reborn have been here several times.

Everyone took the seats with the guests and hosts. Ms. Brooks ordered the servants to deliver drinks, and the gentlemen lit tobacco one after another.

Master Yuan naturally smoked top Cuban cigars, while the brigadier general took out his famous pipe.

As we all know, his pipe is made of old corn cobs, which is related to where MacArthur lived since childhood. He was born in Arkansas, and most people here use this kind of pipe made of corn cobs.

In fact, a hundred years later, many people in southern America still use this corn cob pipe.

MacArthur is also an old smoker who has been smoking since middle school. No matter how his teacher persuades him, MacArthur still does his own way and goes to school every day. Given his excellent grades, his pipe smoking is selectively "forgotten" by the teacher.

Later, a reporter asked MacArthur about pipes. MacArthur's answer was that his father, Arthur MacArthur, once told him that he looked like a man with a corn cob pipe in his mouth.

Old MacArthur was appointed as the lieutenant general of the United States Army and served as the governor of the Philippines. However, he died in 1921. So MacArthur is a perfect ***.

At the moment, the *** was holding a pipe in his mouth and looked at our Master Yuan with a look mixed with curiosity, jealousy and disgust.

Speaking of curiosity, who is not curious about a legendary figure who can be resurrected like Jesus?

By the way, the old expert at the New York Presbyterian Hospital published an article in the New York Times in the past few days saying that Mr. Neo Yuan was in a coma due to loss of lung function. Miss Lilian Gishch's CALL was equivalent to first aid, so Mr. Yuan came back to life.

So this is not his misdiagnosis, but the miracle of medicine and the power of love!

Speaking of jealousy and disgust... aren't the buyers all like this?

He took a few sips of cigarettes and said slowly in a rather stern tone: "Mr. Yuan..."

"Excuse me, Mr. MacArthur. Please call me Dr. Yuan!" Yuan Yan interrupted impolitely.

But then he said embarrassedly: "I think you know, after all, I was a doctor who earned my life."

"Hahaha..." Even MacArthur laughed out loud.

The awkward atmosphere in the hall finally relaxed a little bit, and the Brigadier General said softly this time: "Then Dr. Yuan, logically speaking, this is Louis's property. It is Louis's decision to donate the property to you, but..."

404 is definitely very valuable and has a great room for appreciation, which is known to anyone with some common sense.

But what made MacArthur most unhappy was his woman... He had already regarded Keke as his woman and gave a house to this yellow-type little white-faced person, which was really a bit of that.

At least it's not good to say.

"Wait a minute!" Dr. Yuan interrupted him impolitely again, turned to look at him and his woman, and asked in surprise, "Louis, didn't you tell Mr. MacArthur?"

"I……"

In fact, Ms. Brooks was also confused and didn't understand what she had not told MacArthur. However, in the eyes of others, she seemed to be in a state of suffering but had to stop.

"Well..." Our Master Yuan nodded in understanding and turned his body back and said, "Mr. MacArthur, it seems you don't understand the inside story."

He shook his head and sighed, "No wonder, if you only talk about this kind of thing, ordinary people will not believe it..."

Yuan Yan was so pretentious that she naturally raised her appetite.

However, the other three friends who knew him were quite familiar with him quickly lowered their heads and "concentratedly" started drinking the drinks.

MacArthur couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Yuan, what's going on?"

Dr. Yuan glanced at Ms. Brooks again and sighed: "Since you asked sincerely, I will answer you for Louis."

He said solemnly: "Mr. Douglas MacArthur, you and I are both Ms. Louis Cromwell Brooks' 'good friends'..."

From this perspective, they are brother-in-law.

"We should all know that no matter how popular she is in the outside world, she actually has a heart like gold..."

Well, Ms. Brooks' net worth is a little higher than the gold of the same weight as her.

"A woman like her has been pursuing her love, which leads to misunderstandings among people who are not familiar with her..."

That's right, she slept all over the U.S. Expeditionary Force Command in order to pursue love. Fortunately, Eisenhower was not very good-looking, and Marshall was not good-looking but loved his wife very much, otherwise the third chief of the Empire would become his brother-in-law.

He changed his tone and said, "Mr. MacArthur, since you participated in the last European war, you must have known Major General Connor and Major Patton, right? So have you heard of some of my deeds?"

Although MacArthur and Pershing's "Xiaomeng Gang" led by the United States have a grudge, he still knows some things.

He nodded and said in an unanimous tone: "I have heard that they said Dr. Yuan, you are a psychic, and you also helped the Marshalls with your abilities."

"Psychic... Haha..." Yuan Yanshu did not deny it, but instead chuckled a few times and shrugged, "Anyway, Louis also knows that I have some special abilities, so he asked me where her love is..."

"No matter what the price is to be paid, she asked me to tell her where to pursue her love..."

"I'm so angry..."

"It doesn't matter, Louis."

Our Master Yuan smiled at Ms. Brooks for a moment and continued, "Since she asked sincerely, I will help her..."

He spread his hands and said, "So, she met you at the pastry..."

"You understand now. Mr. MacArthur. Louis exchanged this house for you, the brigadier general of the United States Army!"
Chapter completed!