Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 158 There is a surprise
Chapter Subtitle: Rock, Paper, Scissors
"Lot 250 of Sotheby's auction house's special auction of Master Yuan Yanshu is also the finale of this auction..."
"Yes, it's the famous photo set "00" and "25", also known as "Rock, Paper, Scissors". The photographer is Emma Pulitzer, a world-renowned female photographer and journalist, and the first female editor-in-chief of an American newspaper."
“Like lot 249, ‘00’ was also taken on the morning of November 3, 1920, the morning after the ‘NYU High Roller Night’ that made Yuan famous. When he was arrested, he was furious. To express his anger, Yuan raised his fists vigorously, and thus the masterpiece ‘00’ was created, which has been cited countless times by later generations.”
"The photo '25' was taken by Mr. Yuan on November 18, 1920, when he was discharged from the hospital. He had just recovered from a serious illness and was warmly welcomed by the citizens of New York. He was very excited and happy, so he made this gesture."
"The item for auction is the original photo that Ms. Emma Pulitzer gave to Mr. Yuan Yanshu. What's even more precious is that there is Mr. Yuan's handwritten inscription on the back of the photo. There are two words on each photo, which together form a famous saying of Mr. Yuan Yanshu. Please take a look..."
“YOU ARE ALL 250!”
"'You are all idiots!' Someone once asked Mr. Yuan what this sentence meant, and he said that it means that anyone can become an idiot if they work hard."
"Starting price: US$250,000..."
"snort!"
Captain Aiden...well, it should be former federal agent Mr. Wilton Aiden.
He sat in the driver's seat of a car on the street and looked coldly at the lively scene in front of him. Now the former federal agent who had resigned felt his scalp itchy and his heart swollen, and only alcohol could make him feel better.
He pulled out a flat metal bottle from his suit's inner pocket and took a big gulp of the spicy homemade whiskey before he suppressed his resentment.
This Chinese man was enthusiastically embraced by those ignorant people, while I not only lost my promising career, but also had to leave New York and BOI alone...
Wait, even if I leave BOI it doesn’t mean I will leave New York, nor does it mean I will give up investigating this Chinese man and those people in the dessert shop.
General ZOD had originally planned to return to Texas to rest for a while, but when he saw how that damn Yuan Yanshu was fooling the world and misleading public opinion, his sense of justice made him change his mind.
Wasn't I invited to join the New York branch of the Pinkerton Detective Agency? Well, I'll stay here.
YANSHU YUAN, you will never escape the punishment of justice!
He started the car angrily and drove slowly onto the road. Unfortunately, the man who was going to be a private detective did not notice the carriage parked on the other side.
And sitting in that carriage was the real planner of the Wall Street bombing, and a female criminal who was keeping watch.
The professor, smoking a pipe, said kindly, "What a clever young man. Ann, don't you think so?"
Miss Enyuka blushed, bit her lip and nodded.
The professor looked at her shyness and laughed, which made Xiao Longnu even more embarrassed. She had to lower her head shyly. So she didn't see the ominous light flashing in the eyes of the kind old man.
"Okay, I'll get off here." The professor straightened his clothes and said, "You should go to the hospital and help your mother take care of Wanhezhuang. You will have plenty of opportunities to meet this Chinese man in the future."
"Yes, Professor."
He nodded to the girl and got off the carriage, then walked calmly towards Yuan Yanshu and his group. The carriage also slowly left the roadside.
Our Master Yuan was listening to the conversation and laughter of his friends around him. He turned his head and saw a respectable old gentleman walking towards him.
As if they were in sync, the two smiled at each other and nodded at the same time as a greeting...
"Neo, let's get in the car."
"Um!"
After diverting her attention, Yuan Yan suddenly turned around to look for the old man again, but found that he had walked into the noisy crowd and even his back could not be seen.
He had no choice but to frown and get in the car. The two cars left New York Presbyterian Hospital one after the other.
"Louis, you're taking the wrong road. Didn't you say you were going to take me home?"
In fact, Master Yuan was able to speak, except that his voice was a little hoarse and low, but he felt that his recovery was shocking, so he had to pretend that he had not yet recovered his ability to speak.
Mr. Louis Baker, who was driving, looked at the other three people in the car and said with a smile, "That's right, I'm here to take you home."
Yes, there were three people. The other one was Miss Emma Pulitzer, who also squeezed in very familiarly.
Yuan Yan suddenly said in surprise: "But my home is in Brooklyn, and we have to cross the Hudson River. Where are you going if you don't cross the bridge and drive straight?"
"It's really nice. You'll know soon." Miss Brown said with a sweet smile.
Well, since I have made a promise, I'd better remain friends with this "Helen of Manhattan" and not really start a "Trojan War".
He just smiled at Miss Brown, then turned and looked at Mr. John McCall with an inquiring look.
The latter smiled sincerely and said, "Nio, I am very grateful for everything you have done for me. So I want to give you a surprise."
Our Master Yuan understood what he meant, but he still said politely: "John, John, I should thank you for being my lawyer for free, why are you giving me a gift now?"
“No, no, no.” The little fat man shook his head vigorously. “Even without me, you could still get out of this with your own articles and novels, as well as the help of those Chinese. You actually made me famous by dragging me into this.”
He paused and continued, "Now several big law firms have invited me to be a junior partner, so I should thank you!"
In fact, he was right. Yuan Yanshu only needed to delay for a while to trigger public opinion. However, if he had not burned his tongue, it was hard to say whether he could have escaped Captain Aiden's torture.
"Besides, you didn't take the $5,000 bet either, and..."
Mr. McCall glanced at Miss Brown , winked at Master Yuan and said nothing more.
Oh, I really deserve what he said.
Yuan Yan, who was already thick-skinned, immediately felt at ease after hearing this.
