Subtitle of this chapter: Don't worry, this broken book will always implement a writing principle. (Note 1)

If Yuan Yanshu knew that these two military intelligence personnel were sent by "the giant red pickaxe that smashed the heads of the reactionary factions", he would definitely... breathe a sigh of relief. (Note 2.)

These guys turned out to be Trotsky who would eventually be eliminated by history, so there would be nothing scary.

As long as I, a time traveler, do not change the backbone of history and really create a world of usas and abrupt world. Then even if they are not hung on the gallows of imperialism, they are destined to rot in the revisionist concentration camp.

Of course, Master Yuan doesn’t know this now, and he doesn’t have the time to think about major issues related to the future of international common destiny.

Before liberating all mankind...the great capitalist among the people, this neoclassical liberal master had to liberate himself.

"John, I will fulfill you!"

Yuan Yan suddenly looked straight and said seriously: "Listen to me, don't go to any lawyer team. Just do what I said. When this matter is over, you will definitely become famous."

Mr. McCall frowned and thought for a long time before nodding, "Neo, I will listen to you. But not because I believe in you, but because you have to bear all the consequences yourself."

Master Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. McCall, you are indeed a smart person. Now..."

"Give me paper and pen!"

He wrote awkwardly with his handcuffed hands, and wrote two or three pieces of paper, and handed over and said, "John, go find Louis first, hand him this draft, and then say this to him..."

When Mr. McCall took the draft written by his client, he couldn't help but feel shocked and said, "Neo, are you crazy?! As soon as this article is posted, you will definitely offend the Democratic Party! You must know that the two presidents will be handed over at the beginning of next year. Are you not afraid of the Democratic revenge now?"

I'm afraid of being fucked!

Our Master Yuan thought to himself, what if you offend the Democratic Party? The destruction of the Party will soon fall apart. Besides, the Republican Party will be in power in the next ten years. The more ruthless I offend the Democratic Party, the better.

As for what happened more than ten years later... let alone whether I am still there. By then, I had not become a master of all the world, so I might as well split myself in half, throw half on the Hudson River and the other half on the Huangpu River.

So even if the Democratic Party really comes to power after the Great Depression, what can that savior of the free world do to me?

Not only can he not do anything to me, maybe... well, he must also pinch his nose and chat and laugh with me.

When my master was in a good mood, he gave him the lame man a golden road to solve the economic crisis. Of course, it was not a time traveler who copied the "Golden Road" from high school political textbooks, and had not copied the correct "Golden Road".

"Okay, John. I have my own opinions on this matter, you can send it out now!"

"Okay, then." Mr. McCall stood up and walked to the door, handing the letter to an assistant he brought.

Yuan Yanshu didn't care about this matter, and he wrote another letter without raising his head, but this time he used Chinese.

He finished the letter Jian and said seriously: "You send this letter to the 'Anliang Building' in Chinatown and hand it over to the-red-flag-fifth-brother there. Please note that you have to hand it over to him with this letter, and don't find someone else."

"Brother Red Flag..." John looked at the door nervously, leaned closer to him and lowered his voice, "Neo, is this man from the left wing?"

"Left-wing person?" Yuan Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but immediately reacted and laughed, "Hahaha, you misunderstood. He is not a left-wing person, but..."

He looked at the nervous lawyer and decided to give this guy some clarity.

Our Master Yuan coughed and said, "John, you are my lawyer now and my friend. So now, I want to confess something to you. Actually, I am one of the largest gangs in China!"

When Mr. McCall heard this, he showed a look of fear and excitement. What are the young people, especially the young Americans who worship cowboys and bank robbers, like the tone of the "mafia" and "Young and Dangerous". Even this rich third-generation second-generation French is no exception.

He suppressed his excitement and asked in a low voice: "Chinese gang? Is it the same organization as 'mafia' and 'camorra'?"

In fact, the Mafia does not refer to the ‘mafia’ composed of Sicilians, but also the ‘camorra’ of the Italians in the Napoli region.

Yuan Yanshu smiled slightly and said, "John, don't be afraid or worry. Whether in China or the United States, the gang I joined is legal. Do you know this time the Democratic Vice President nominee?"

His lawyer thought for a while and said, "You are talking about Mr. Roosevelt, Deputy Secretary of the Navy?"

In 1886, Situ Meitang accidentally killed a white hooligan who often went to the restaurant where he worked for a tyrant meal. The Hongmen brothers invited FDR who had just obtained a lawyer's license. Under his "successful defense", Situ Meitang was sentenced to ten months in prison for manslaughter. These two met from this. Later, Situ Meitang established Anliangtang and invited FDR to serve as his legal counsel. (Note 3)

"That's right, he once served as the legal counsel for our gang, so don't have any concerns." Master Yuan said frankly, "And for you, the lawyer, knowing some city foxes and club rats is not a bad thing."

Our Master Yuan wrote another Chinese letter. After he finished writing it, he blurted out and asked, "What is the week today?"

"It's Wednesday."

"That happens, this guy must be pushing Paijiu in the gambling stall in Chinatown." Yuan Yan suddenly handed the third letter to John, "You ask the Hongqi Laowu to take you to find this Chinese and hand it over to him. I will bring me a word and say that this time I owe him a favor and will definitely repay you in the future."

Mr. McCall asked naturally: "He is also a gang member?"

Hearing this question, the mysterious Oriental man showed a mysterious smile and said, "No. I want to hand this letter to his uncle through him. Then hand it to his uncle..."

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Note 1: This principle is: If nothing unexpected happens, the protagonist will definitely show his face in two chapters.

Anyway, Murong hates reading novels where the protagonist has not appeared for a long time. This broken book will try to avoid this situation. So don’t worry or quarrel. Just see Master Yuan appearing in two chapters.

Note 2: The author has revised Chapter 4. Comrade Trosky's title was changed to "a giant red pickaxe that smashed the heads of reactionaries". Well, some patients already smiled knowingly.

If you don’t understand this meme, you can re-read Chapter 4 or Baidu to see his old man’s death.

Although he was defeated by the Iron Man, even Lenin thought Trosky was very talented, especially in the military. It is natural for a military genius to build a global intelligence network.

Note 3: Just take the case of Situ Meitang to talk about the post "Chinese Americans don't call people" in the book review area.

Although the guy who posted the post is likely to have commented without reading the book, the author thinks what he said is not nothing, and it is worth mentioning.

The author does not deny that it even mentioned in Chapter 74 of the previous article that Chinese are at the bottom of the American racial discrimination chain. As mentioned in the previous article, the corpse of a Chinese worker is lying under the sleeper of every Sierra Nevada railway.

However, Chinese workers are "Chinese workers" with personal freedom, not slaves. Of course, they are thousands of miles away from being alone, and there is little difference between having personal freedom or not, but they are really not the same as black slaves. Well, they may not be as good as black slaves.

This involves a question: Why are Chinese willing to stay in North America, which is subject to serious discrimination?

Let me say that the intake of meat from black slaves before the Civil War was four to five times that of civilians in the late Qing Dynasty in the same period.

The reason is very simple. Chinese people in North America can eat enough and eat meat. Not only can they eat enough, but they can also save some money to open a laundry or restaurant.

You say you are looked down upon? How have these lower-class people ever been looked down upon by the high-ranking adults?

Before the rise of left-wing literature, have those "masters" and "literati" mentioned them?

So when I went back to this case, in 1886, a Chinese man beat him to death, but he was not lynched, but was able to have a defense lawyer through formal legal channels. In the end, he was sentenced to ten months for the crime of manslaughter. Moreover, Situ Meitang was not persecuted after being released from prison. He boarded an American warship and became a military chef.

This can illustrate many questions, and I believe it can fully answer that post.

As for whether our Master Yuan has been academically suppressed due to racial reasons, please Baidu to find out about the "Four Economists of the Republic of China" and look at their academic qualifications.

By the way, some people ask me to give up comments, imagination, fantasy, and write books honestly because this book is an online article.

Murong only said one thing, I may only write such a "online article" in my life, so it is very likely that I can only see such a "online article" in my life.

Please see and cherish it, patients.
Chapter completed!