"Please come in."

"Mr. Morgan, Dr. Yuan is here."

The clerk let go and revealed a spacious and luxurious office, as well as several gentlemen sitting in the office.

Of course, there was Mr. George Baker he knew, not the old one, but Mr. George Baker II.

Mr. Baker, who has a good figure like an athlete, stood up and greeted him: "Neo, are you here?"

Yuan Yan quickly took off her top hat and bowed gracefully and said, "Yes, Mr. Baker. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Last time I called you Misto, but now I'm going to call you Daoketuo."

Mr. George Baker joked and said, "Dr. Yuan, I'll introduce you to you."

Mr. Baker II pointed to a tall and thin middle-aged man beside him and said, "This is Mr. Thomas Lamont, the current vice president of the Morgan Consortium."

It turned out to be the senior partner who put Mussolini and Roosevelt side by side and also "the most successful president in the history of the Morgan Consortium."

"Mr. Lamont, I'm glad to meet you,"

"Dr. Yuan, I am also very happy to meet a great writer like you. By the way, I heard that you are also a very insightful economist."

"Mr. Lamont, this is all encouragement from the seniors in the economics community, please don't take it seriously."

Mr. Baker pointed to a gentleman with a handsome figure and beard and said, "This is Mr. George Whitney, who is about to become the chairman of the New York Stock Exchange (NYSE)."

That's right, this NYSE Chairman, who calls the upside down man a great patriot and believes that moderation is the great hero to save Germany.

"Mr. Whitney, then I want to congratulate you."

"Dr. Yuan, I also want to congratulate you on getting Phd. Ah. I have read your "Socialism" and it is written quite well."

"Mr. Whitney, it's my honor."

Listen, I really have a common language with the two of you.

"And this is..." Mr. Baker II pointed to the last person in the room.

This gentleman has a mustache with his upper lip, thick eyebrows, deep eyes, and tall nose, which is somewhat similar to his father. He looks about sixty years old, which is the golden age of the big guys.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but our Master Yuan felt that he was so noble at first sight.
Chapter completed!