Subtitle of this chapter: A bang bangs on Wall Street, and our protagonist shines into the scene. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

“What’s-your-name？”

"My-name-is-Hong...... Well, Yuan. ”

“How-are-you？”

Yuan Hong, who grew up with the two friends of "Li Lei and Han Meimei" since childhood, gradually blurted out: "Fine, Thank-you.And-you? ”

The foreign doctor obviously didn't speak English very well, so he didn't answer "me-too" according to the standard answer. Instead, he turned to another young Chinese man next to the bed and said, "Mr. Xu, your friend is just a slight concussion. Headaches, dizziness and temporary amnesia will occur during these two days, but a few days of rest will get better. I'll prescribe him some more analgesic and tranquilizers. ”

Mr. Xu said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor." ”

The foreigner doctor naturally said: "In fact, the hibiscus that you Chinese usually smoke has a good effect. ”

Mr. Xu's face flashed with anger when he heard this, but he still suppressed it and said in a firm tone: "My friend doesn't touch that!" ”

The foreign doctor who finished the prescription shrugged his shoulders and said casually, "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you Chinese all liked to smoke hibiscus. ”

Mr. Xu didn't know how to answer, so he had to say, "Doctor, I'll take you downstairs." ”

Then he turned his head to Yuan Hongjian on the bed and said, "Brother Hongji, you have a good rest." I'm going to buy medicine and I'll be right back. ”

As a "patient", Yuan Hongjian himself was completely unaware of the situation, and just wanted to ask questions but saw that the two had already left the room.

Yesterday, I obviously took advantage of the Qingming Festival holiday to accompany my parents back to my hometown to worship my ancestors and sweep the tombs, and I was drunk by my uncle, uncle, cousin, cousin, brother, nephew, and nephews at the evening banquet. And when I woke up today, I found myself lying in a strange room, surrounded by strangers. Everyone is suspicious.

Yuan Hongjian always felt that something was wrong with his body. He looked around the room and saw a large wardrobe with a mirror not far from the bed, so he got out of bed and walked barefoot to the mirror to take a look...... Then he was completely Spartan (the first sound here) (the third sound here).

The person in the mirror is almost carved out of the same mold as him, but it is a little shorter, a little whiter, and the bookish atmosphere is a little thicker. However, this guy is probably because of a slight concussion or often overdrawing his body, his eyes are blank, his face is blue, his nose is red and his lips are white, and he obviously has a handsome appearance of eighty small fresh meat, but he looks like a lonely and cold person who died early.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is also a large black blue on his forehead. No wonder even if he changed his body, Yuan Honggradually still felt a splitting headache.

Could it be ...... Crossed by yourself?!

As soon as he thought of the word "crossing", the memory of the original owner of the body raged in his mind like a flood, and Yuan Hong gradually weakened his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Now he finally confirmed that he had really crossed over. What's even more incredible is that he actually dressed as his great-great-great-uncle and grandfather, that is, the eldest son of the great-grandfather of Yuan Hongchuan, a junior bank clerk in the 21st century, and the eldest brother of his great-grandfather.

Since it is a family, the elder who was replaced by himself is naturally surnamed Yuan, and his name is Yanqi, coincidentally, his character is the same as the name of the younger generation. The so-called bird's nest is on the bird, and the swallow is gradually falling on the bird, and the swallow is also neat.

Their old Yuan family is not a small family, the orthodox scholarly family and the authentic black five categories, since the former Qing Dynasty, they have been a big gentleman in a small county town next to Wuxi, a famous city in the south of the Yangtze River.

Before the liberation, the people in their county lived in the metropolis, and nine out of ten of them were engaged in three kinds of trades: striking iron, grinding tofu, and carrying sedan chairs. Among the local products, clay dolls are the most famous; Young people who have a lot of prospects go to university, and most of them study civil engineering. The hardness of the iron, the light and tasteless tofu, the small capacity of the sedan chair, and the earthy atmosphere are considered their folk customs.

As a younger generation, Yuan Hongjian also heard of Yuan Yanqian's great-great-uncle grandfather, according to the elders, he once went to Citigroup to study, and he is a doctor of philosophy (PhD.) from the Department of Political Science and Economics of Clayton University, a famous university in Europa.

It's a pity that Dr. Yuan was in the Republic of China era when Huang Zhong destroyed and abandoned the clay kettle, and such an outstanding person with both ability and political integrity did not meet his talents after returning to China after completing his studies, so he had to succumb to become a manager in the bank opened by his father-in-law. In the end, before he could leave a son and a half daughter, he died on the street because of a car accident.

God is jealous of talents, wooing and mourning.

However, some people say that he was killed because he was jealous of a certain young marshal in the Changsan Hall on the fourth road, of course, the old Yuan family with strict rumors and family style completely scoffed.

Wait, I don't think I'm a Ph.D. yet, and I'm at New York University. So how did you get a PhD from a European university...... That's a really good question.

Yuan Yanqian had already remembered that today was September 16, 1920, that is, the ninth year of the Republic of China, and she was in New York City in Citigroup.

"Oh, Brother Hong, why are you up, hurry up and lie down!"

Mr. Xu, who was holding a brown paper bag in his hand, pushed the door and saw Yuan Hongjian standing in front of the mirror in despair, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Yuan Hongjian ...... As soon as his great-great-uncle and grandfather Yuan Yanqian turned around, he found this Mr. Xu from his memory. He suppressed the surprise in his heart and said, "Brother Mori, brother, I'm fine." Speaking of which, you are looking for a doctor and buying medicine, brother, I am really angry. ”

Xu Weisen said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother Hongji, what are these words, if it weren't for your little brother, maybe he wouldn't even have his life." Come, lie down! ”

What, my great-great-great-grandfather...... Well, I saved your life?!

He remembered that he had really saved this Xu Weisen just now.

He had just received a master's degree in political economy from Columbia Institute this month, and in his spare time, he came to New York University to visit Yuan Yanqian, a former classmate of whom both had studied at Shanghai Hujiang University (the predecessor of Shanghai Institute of Technology).

However, in Citigroup, thousands of miles away, as long as they are Chinese, they are not relatives but also become relatives, and they are not only old classmates, but also new peers. After meeting with Senior Yuan and Senior Xu, they decided to go to Wall Street, the mecca of finance, and then have lunch together.

But they didn't expect that before they reached Wall Street, they saw a blue light flash in front of them, and they heard a loud bang in their ears!

The horses pulling the wagons not far away were suddenly frightened and rushed towards the two of them at full speed. Yuan Yanqian instinctively pushed his friend outward, so that he could avoid the carriage, which was regarded as saving Xu Weisen's life. However, he himself could not avoid being carried by the carriage, and fell to the ground on his unsteady footing, and his forehead hit the curb of the road, and he fainted...... By the way, I also changed a core.