The second volume is full of glory and splendor in the capital, and the spirit is full of vitality in the foggy city. Chapter 236: Grand Marshal (Part 2)
Subtitle of this chapter: A small storm caused by 404
"Haha, what three cute little friends."
Our Master Yuan laughed and let this slip. He turned to the crowd and invited them in, "Please come in..."
"Well, well..." He suddenly felt like he had a thorn in his side. He turned his head and saw Brigadier General MacArthur with an unhappy look on his face.
He then remembered that he was no longer the "host," so Yuan Yan immediately changed his tone, forcing a smile towards the hostess and the "host" who took his plate, and said, "Of course, I'm speaking on behalf of Ms. Brooks and Mr. MacArthur."
“Hahaha…hahaha…”
Everyone had to give a few forced smiles, and then, at the "enthusiastic" invitation of the host and hostess, they walked into the living room as if they knew the place well.
Don’t forget, “His Majesty the Emperor”, “His Holiness the Pope” and “His Highness the Devil” who has not yet been officially promoted have been here several times.
Everyone sat down as host and guest, and Ms. Brooks asked the servants to bring drinks, and the gentlemen lit up their tobacco.
Master Yuan naturally smoked top-quality Cuban cigars, while the Brigadier General took out his famous pipe.
It is well known that his pipe was made of old corn cobs, which is related to the place where MacArthur grew up. He was born in Arkansas, where most people use pipes made of corn cobs.
In fact, a hundred years later, many people in the American South still used this corncob pipe.
MacArthur was also a heavy smoker, having started smoking in middle school. Despite his teachers' attempts to dissuade him, he continued to smoke his pipe every day. Given his excellent grades, his teachers selectively ignored his pipe smoking.
Later, a reporter asked MacArthur specifically about the pipe. MacArthur replied that his father, Arthur MacArthur, once told him that a man should smoke a corncob pipe.
MacArthur rose to the rank of Lieutenant General in the U.S. Army and served as Governor-General of the Philippines. However, he died in 1921. So MacArthur was definitely a chain smoker.
At this moment, the old smoker was holding his pipe and looking at our Master Yuan with a look mixed with curiosity, jealousy and disgust.
Speaking of curiosity, who wouldn’t be curious about a legendary figure who could be resurrected like Jesus?
By the way, the senior expert from New York Presbyterian Hospital recently published an article in the New York Times stating that Mr. Neo Yuan had lost oxygen and fallen into a coma due to lung failure. The call made by Ms. Lillian Gish was equivalent to emergency medical help, and Mr. Yuan was brought back to life.
So this is not his misdiagnosis, but the miracle of medicine and the power of love!
Speaking of jealousy and disgust...isn't that what all scapegoats are like?
He took a few puffs of his cigarette and said slowly in a rather stern tone, "Mr. Yuan..."
"Excuse me, Mr. MacArthur. Please call me Dr. Yuan!" Yuan Yan interrupted somewhat impolitely.
But then he said a little embarrassedly: "I think you also know that after all, I paid with my life for this doctorate."
"Hahaha..." Even MacArthur laughed out loud.
The awkward atmosphere in the hall finally eased a bit. The Brigadier General spoke in a softer tone this time, "Then, Dr. Yuan, logically speaking, this is Louise's property, and it was Louise's decision to donate it to you. However..."
404 is definitely very valuable, and has great potential for appreciation. Anyone with a little common sense knows this.
But what made MacArthur most unhappy was his own woman... He had already regarded Keke as his woman, and giving a house to this yellow-skinned pretty boy was really a bit too much.
At least it's easier said than done.
"Wait a minute!" Dr. Yuan interrupted him rudely again, turned to look at him and his woman, and asked in surprise: "Louis, didn't you tell Mr. MacArthur?"
"I……"
Ms. Brooks was also confused, not understanding what she hadn't told MacArthur. But to others, she looked like she had something to say but couldn't.
"Hmm..." Our Master Yuan nodded in understanding, turned around and said, "Mr. MacArthur, it seems you don't understand the inside story of this matter."
He shook his head and sighed, "No wonder. Most people wouldn't believe something like this if it was just told to them..."
Yuan Yanshu's pretentiousness naturally whetted people's appetite.
However, the other three friends who knew him well quickly lowered their heads and began to drink their drinks "attentively".
MacArthur couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Yuan, what's going on?"
Dr. Yuan glanced at Ms. Brooks again, sighed, and said, "Since you asked sincerely, I will answer you on behalf of Louis."
His face straightened, and he said solemnly: "Mr. Douglas MacArthur, you and I are both 'good friends' of Ms. Louise Cromwell Brooks..."
From this perspective, they are brothers-in-law.
"We all know that no matter what she's like in the outside world, she actually has a heart of gold..."
Well, Ms. Brooks is worth a little more than her weight in gold .
"Women like her are always pursuing their own love, which is why people who don't know her have misunderstandings..."
That's right, in pursuit of love, she slept with everyone in the American Expeditionary Force Headquarters. Fortunately, Eisenhower was not good-looking, and Marshall was okay-looking but loved his wife very much, otherwise the three great commanders of the empire would have become brothers-in-law.
He changed the subject and said, "Mr. MacArthur, since you participated in the last European War, you must be acquainted with Major General Connor and Major Patton. Have you heard of my deeds?"
Although MacArthur and the "Xiao Meng Gang" headed by Pershing had grudges against each other, he was a senior officer among the second-class Wang Shi, and he still knew some things.
He nodded and said in a noncommittal tone, "I've heard that Dr. Yuan is a psychic and that you used your abilities to help the Marshalls."
"Psychic... hehe..." Yuan Yanshu didn't deny it. Instead, she chuckled a few times and shrugged her shoulders, saying, "Anyway, Louise also knows that I have some special abilities, so she asked me where her love lies..."
"She begged me to tell her where to pursue her love, no matter what the cost..."
"Sick..."
"It's okay, Louis."
Our Master Yuan smiled at Ms. Brooks, then turned around and continued, "Since she asked sincerely, I will help her..."
He spread his hands and said, "So, she met you at West Point..."
"Now you understand, Mr. MacArthur. Louis traded this house for you, a Brigadier General in the United States Army!"
