Volume 2: The crown and the hat are all over the capital, and the spirit is full of energy and enter the foggy city Chapter 204: Marriage
Subtitle of this chapter: If you don’t go to hell, who will?
"Fifteen years of careful preparation and at most fifteen years of wise implementation, and in just thirty years we can have a country... or even several countries."
Our Master Yuan would never say "one year of preparation, two years of counterattack, and three years of success." Such nonsense that even Chuan Lin Beitui himself doesn't believe.
What's more, without the impact of World War II, there would not have been the subsequent wave of national independence.
"Thirty years? Hahaha, I can't see that..." Mr. George Baker said with a smile without any hesitation.
Yuan Yanshu also spoke truthfully: "Mr. Baker, you really can't see it, but your sons, grandchildren, great-grandchildren can see it. You have made a small investment now, how much will the return on investment be in 30 years?"
The old man of "Wall Street Miracle" narrowed his eyes and said, "Then Neo, and Mr. Huang, how can our Baker family guarantee to recover this investment?"
“Hahaha…” Our Master Yuan replied with a smile: “This couldn’t be simpler…”
"Marriage!"
"Marriage?"
"That's right!" Yuan Yan clapped her hands and said, "What contracts, what agreements, what promises, can these be more reliable than blood ties?"
After these words were spoken, the other three people all looked embarrassed.
Master Yuan patted Huang Zongyi on the shoulder and said, "I won't talk about my nephew's background, but he looks pretty good..."
His father Huang Zhonghan is of average appearance, but his mother He Lucy is a mixed-race beauty, and Mr. Huang, who is also of mixed blood, does not look much worse.
"Ahem..." Huang Zongyi coughed and whispered in his ear, "Uncle, to be honest with you, I'm already engaged."
Yuan Yan suddenly glanced at her nephew with dissatisfaction, and lowered her voice and said in Chinese: "Shuzhi, if you can get a divorce after marriage, what's the point of engagement? What you should worry about now is that the other party won't agree!"
He turned around and said in a very understanding tone: "Mr. Baker, I also know that it is indeed a bit inappropriate to let the Baker family's lady marry a yellow gentleman..."
There is no way. They are a legitimate American wealthy family, and the reputation of the yellow race is really... Even if Huang Zongyi is the son of the richest Chinese, this marriage will greatly damage the reputation of the Baker family.
"But there must be girls in your family branch who are not doing well... In fact, it doesn't matter if they are married women, as long as they can give birth..."
There is a saying in Seris that even the emperor has three poor relatives. Not to mention that the Baker family is a newly prosperous family.
"And they can go to Southeast Asia and get married secretly, and no one in the United States will know..."
"Gentlemen, think about it. When Americans hear Mr. Huang's name again fifteen years later, they will surely be delighted to find that he has an American wife and an heir who has received a pure American education. This will also be of great benefit to his political career."
The old man had been bluffing for a long time, but it was actually for this purpose.
Needless to say, he was naturally imitating the marriage between Chuan Lin Beitui and the second lady of the Song family.
It's okay to marry a foreigner. The son of Lin Beitui, a perfect man, and the great "Blue and White Sword Master" married a foreign woman..
Oh, it really does sound a bit like a mix of Hong Kong comics and Huang Yi.
Hearing his words, Mr. Baker Jr. was fine, but Mr. Baker Sr. couldn't help but show a moved expression.
Master Yuan smiled smugly, as if his plan had worked, and said, "Gentlemen, there is one more benefit. If his father learns of this news, he will definitely be very happy. Then Mr. Huang will be able to... hehe."
He smiled and smoked his cigar without saying a word. This time, not to mention the two foreigners, even Huang Zongyi, who was a little hesitant at first, could not contain his excitement.
Just imagine, if he became the son-in-law of the Baker family, his father would definitely look up to him. If something unspeakable happened, he would get a richer inheritance than his other brothers and sisters, and even become the next leader of the Huang Consortium.
In fact, this is what Yuan Yanshu thought.
His ex-brother-in-law will pass away in three years, and he has no intention of helping his nephew to stage a palace drama, so he can only rely on the wife to gain status.
"Huh..." The "Wall Street Miracle" let out a long sigh and said noncommittally: "I need to think about this suggestion. So..."
"Neo, what can we do for you and Mr. Huang?"
Hearing his question, Master Yuan felt more at ease. If the old fox disagreed, he would not have asked this question.
"Like I said, we don't need money. What we need is ..."
Yuan Yan nodded to the old man and said , "Mr. George Baker, your relationship."
Don't look at him and this poker...that mahjong cabinet's almost cheating, that's all useless nonsense.
The Morgan Consortium is the big money sponsor in American politics, and their words carry much more weight than those of this master of neoclassical liberalism.
Of course, in another 11 years when FDR comes to power, Master Yuan’s status and weight will be incomparable to what it is now, and he will be able to really exert his strength.
Finally, when the Pacific War broke out in the 1940s, he was definitely a heavyweight figure. Coupled with his SCP Foundation, he was able to make things happen with a wave of his hand. This was really not empty talk.
He looked at Mr. Baker again and said in a very sincere tone: "Louis, we need your expertise and enthusiasm..."
“You have proven your professional ability with NYPR and most recently with Centennial Hill, and you also have a passion to change the world!”
In fact, this leftist educated youth is quite incompatible with the SCP Foundation. After all, he is a young man who grew up in a greenhouse and is too idealistic. He does not know the value of "listening to what others say".
Lord Fool sincerely believes that among his Major Arcana, only His Holiness the Pope needs to travel around the world, visit backward areas, broaden his horizons, and see the true face of the world.
"Well, my friend, I am really curious, what will you do when you have such an opportunity?"
Louis Baker's expression moved, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Come on, gentlemen..." Our Master Yuan stood up, raised his glass and said, "Thank you for listening to my crazy words and not laughing at me. Cheers..."
"Cheers!"
"Uncle, thank you." Huang Zongyi said this from the bottom of his heart just as the four of them parted outside the smoking room.
Yuan Yan suddenly looked at Mr. Huang who was full of gratitude, smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Shuzhi, why are you thanking me? You should blame me!"
"It's your fault..." Huang Zongyi asked in confusion, "Uncle, what do you mean?"
Master Yuan laughed and said, "Shuzhi, I put you on the fire without even discussing it with you. Don't you blame me?"
"How could that be?" Young Master Huang shook his head and said, "My nephew knows that my uncle is doing this for my own good..."
"For your own good?!" Yuan Yan suddenly revealed a sarcastic expression... She didn't know whether she was laughing at her nephew or herself.
He interrupted the other person and said, "My dear Mr. Huang, you could have lived a stable life as a child of a wealthy family. No matter how poor your family was, you could have been a young master for the rest of your life. What about now?"
"My great President Huang, or Prime Minister Huang, or Chairman Huang, do you think this road is going to be easy now? This road is covered with thorns, this road is full of poisonous insects, and this road is surrounded by ferocious beasts. On this already difficult road, even your fellow travelers will stab you at the critical moment. It is normal to die on the way and become a wedding dress for others..."
His tone became even more grim as he continued, "As the saying goes, one general's success is built on the sacrifice of thousands of men; a hero should never care about his reputation after his death!"
"Grant it. Even if you succeed, some people will regard you as a tyrant, poisoner, executioner, reactionary with innocent blood on your hands..."
"Mr. Huang Zongyi, are you really willing to become a demon in the eyes of future generations?"
"I, I, I..." The young man with sweat on his forehead didn't know what to say for a moment.
Yuan Yan raised her hand and interrupted, "Don't be so anxious to answer me, you still have time to think about it. When you are sure you have thought it through, we will talk about it formally again. At that time, I will give you a gift..."
He glanced at his wrist... Damn, the card cooling period has not passed yet, and the Haolunshi watch has not been repaired yet. He had no choice but to look at the clock next to him.
"Shuzhi, you stay and get to know Mr. Baker and the others better. I'm leaving first."
"Uncle, you're leaving now?!"
"I can't help it. Uncle, I have to catch the night train..."
