Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 130 Three Letters
Subtitle of this chapter: Don’t worry, this crappy book will always follow a writing principle.
If Yuan Yanshu knew that these two were military intelligence officers sent by the "Red Giant Pickaxe that Smashed the Heads of the Reactionaries", he would definitely... breathe a sigh of relief..
It turns out that these guys are Trotskyists who will eventually be eliminated by history, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
As long as I, a time traveler, do not change the main body of history and really create USAS and turn the world into communists, then even if they are not hung on the gallows of imperialism, they are destined to rot in the concentration camps of revisionism.
Of course, Master Yuan doesn’t know about this now, and he doesn’t have the time to think about the big issues concerning the future of the international communist movement.
Before liberating the big capitalists among all mankind..., this master of neoclassical liberalism had to liberate himself.
"John, I'll do you a favor!"
Yuan Yan's face straightened up and she said in a very serious tone, "Listen to me, don't bother looking for a lawyer. Just do what I say. When this is over, you will definitely become famous."
Mr. McCall frowned and thought for a long time, then finally nodded and said, "Neo, I will listen to you. But not because I trust you, but because you have to bear all the consequences."
Master Yuan smiled and said, "Mr. McCall, you are indeed a smart man. Now..."
"Give me paper and pen!"
He wrote awkwardly with his handcuffed hands. After filling up two or three sheets of paper, he handed them over and said, "John, go find , give him this draft, and then tell him this..."
Mr. McCall took the draft written by his client and took a look at it. He was shocked and said, "Neo, are you crazy? Once this article is published, you will definitely offend the Democratic Party! You know, the two presidents will not be handed over until the beginning of next year. Aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Democrats if you do this now?"
What's there to be afraid of!
Our Master Yuan thought, what if I offend the Democratic Party? This broken party is about to fall apart. Besides, the Republican Party will be in power for the next decade or so. The more I offend the Democratic Party, the better.
As for what will happen in a dozen years… I won’t talk about whether I am still here. If I haven’t become a world-renowned master by then, I might as well split myself in half, throw one half into the Hudson River and the other half into the Huangpu River.
So even if the Democrats really came to power after the Great Depression, what could the savior of the free world do to me?
Not only can he not do anything to me, but maybe... well, he will definitely have to hold his nose and chat and laugh with me.
As soon as my master was in a good mood, he pointed out a golden road to this cripple to solve the economic crisis. Of course, it was not the "golden road" that a certain time traveler copied from a high school political textbook, and even copied it incorrectly.
"All right, John. I have my own ideas about this matter. Send it out now!"
"All right then." Mr. McCall stood up and walked to the door, handing the letter to an assistant he had brought with him.
Yuan Yanshu ignored the matter and without even raising his head, he wrote another letter, but this time he used Chinese.
He folded the letter and said seriously, "Send this letter to the 'An Liang Building' in Chinatown and give it to THE RED FLAG -- FIFTH -- BROTHER there. Please note that you have to hand this letter to him personally, and don't ask anyone else to do it."
“Red Flag Fifth Brother…” John looked at the door nervously, leaned closer and lowered his voice, “Neo, is this guy from the left wing?”
“Left-winger?” Yuan Yan was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and laughed, “Hahaha, you misunderstood , he is not a left-winger, but…”
He looked at the lawyer who had a nervous look on his face and decided to give this guy some clues.
Our Master Yuan coughed dryly and said, "John, you are now my lawyer and even more so my friend. So now that things have come to this, I have to confess something to you. In fact, I am a member of the largest gang in China!"
Mr. McCall showed a look of fear and excitement when he heard this. Young people, especially American young people who worship cowboys and bank robbers, like the theme of "Mafia" and "Young and Dangerous", and even this third-generation rich man and second-generation French man is no exception.
He suppressed his excitement and whispered, "Chinese gangs? Are they the same organizations as 'Mafia' and 'Camorra'?"
In fact, the Mafia does not only refer to the "Mafia" composed of Sicilians, but also the "Camorra" of Italians in the Naples region.
Yuan Yan smiled and said, "John, you don't have to be afraid or worried. Whether in China or the United States, the gang I joined is legal. Do you know the Democratic vice presidential nominee this time?"
His lawyer thought for a moment and said, "Are you talking about Mr. Roosevelt, the Undersecretary of the Navy?"
In 1886, Situ Meitang accidentally killed a white gangster who often ate and ate at the restaurant where he worked. The Hongmen brothers invited FDR, who had just obtained his lawyer's license. Under his "successful defense", Situ Meitang was only sentenced to ten months in prison for manslaughter. The two met each other, and later Situ Meitang established the Anliang Hall and invited FDR to be his legal advisor..
"That's right. He used to be the legal advisor of our gang, so you don't have to worry." Master Yuan said calmly, "And for a lawyer like you, it's not a bad thing to know some city foxes and community rats."
Our Master Yuan wrote another letter in Chinese. After he finished writing, he asked, "What day is today?"
"Wednesday."
"That's perfect. This guy must be playing Pai Gow in a gambling den in Chinatown." Yuan Yan handed the third letter to John and said, "Ask Hongqi Laowu to take you to find this Chinese man and give him this letter. Also, tell him that I owe him a favor this time and I will definitely repay him in the future."
Mr. McCall naturally asked, "Is he a gang member too?"
Hearing this question, the mysterious oriental man smiled mysteriously and said, "No. I want to pass this letter to his uncle through him. And then through his uncle to..."
