Subtitle of this chapter: It's another year's homecoming day, and I still play a single song outside the window, and I stay up late to buy a ticket.

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"Two years, four months and three days ......"

Morgan and the others had a strange and complicated expression on their faces, that is, "Sure enough!" And "Is that really the case?" "It's a mixed look.

Our Master Yuan himself doesn't think it, in fact, there are many people in the market who see him as a mysterious Oriental from the East.

He accurately predicted the "250" electoral votes.

He recovered peacefully from severe sepsis.

He defeated Lieutenant Colonel Alexander with a drink.

His, even Albert Einstein bought it.

He didn't die of acute tuberculosis, and now he's still alive, creating two medical miracles in less than a year......

One or two pieces are still coincidences, and three or four pieces have to make people suspicious, and some people naturally regard him as the "Rasputin" of New York.

By the way, he, like the demon monk, knows how to be the envy of gentlemen.

However, Yuan Yanqian is not a god like Rasputin after all. He himself has always claimed to be an atheist, and he has always denied that these are so-called "miracles".

However, at the same time, he still showed a lot of "horse feet", so he really became an urban myth.

Don't forget, he summoned "infant spirits" for the Eisenhowers, performed "magic tricks" at the Patton house, told some people that he was a "sage in the bamboo forest", and his set of "different histories" became more and more real.

There were many witnesses to these things, and these witnesses were not obliged to keep them secret, so it naturally spread to the outside world.

The "Dream Weaver" also gave a push, and inspired by the "Fool", he began to publish a series in SCP Magazine.

The protagonist is the one eyebrow Taoist that Yuan Yanqian once mentioned, in 1865, when Lincoln was assassinated, this "bamboo forest former" came to the United States and began to fight against various evil forces.

This series is quite popular, and it has become one of the most popular IPs in SCP Magazine.

Then it should be imagined that Yimei Daochang will be adapted into comics and animation, and even put on the big screen, which will become the predecessor of American "superheroes".

In this series, Master Ai Craft faintly mentioned our Master Yuan, shaping him into a descendant of a long eyebrow, and adding a bit of mystery to him.

Although the "NY of NY" is so mysterious, fortunately, this is a time when there are no smartphones, not even portable tape recorders, and these rumors are ultimately nothing more than "rumors".

As his fame grew, and the mysteries on his body grew, naturally more and more people became more and more interested in him.

In fact, a large part of Morgan's invitation to Yuan Yanqian for a partner interview was curiosity.

To put it bluntly, if we can really recruit a partner who can predict the future, it will be a great thing for the Morgan consortium.

Well, when it comes to this, some people have to talk about racism.

However, in history, the elder Morgan has pursued the personnel principle of "reducing talents without sticking to one pattern". He recruits senior partners without looking at the other party's origin, education, religion and ethnicity.

Both George Baker and Thomas Lamont came from poor backgrounds. Ra's father was a poor priest.

The chairman of the NYSE, Mr. George Whitney, who was even more in attendance, was even more impressed by the fact that he was a "quasi-illegitimate child" whose father was a little vague.

Of course, these days, except for Jews, no other ethnic group can squeeze into the circle of investment banking.

But then again, with a recognized figure of great writer like Neo Yuan, a rookie in economics, and the endorsement of Mr. Baker Sr., the color of his skin doesn't seem to matter too much.

"Hahaha......" Seeing that everyone had nothing to say, our Master Yuan smiled lightly and said, "Gentlemen, I'm kidding." ”

Anyway, after two years, four months and three days, you'll know I'm not kidding.

No matter how powerful his wings are, can he still affect the geological movement and blow away the Great Kanto Earthquake?

Don't worry, the coming day will be long...... What a word is filthy again!

In short, there is still a long way to go, and I still have to deal with the Morgan consortium a lot.

"Roar, roar, roar...... Hehehe...... Hahaha......"

After all, they were all old foxes, and they also let out a meaningful laugh, and as for what they thought in their hearts, only God knows.

Big people are often very short of time, and since Yuan Yanqian rejected the offer, then they don't have much to talk about.

After a few casual conversations, he stood up and took his leave.

And this time, little Morgan actually stood up and sent him out of the door, and three naturally followed.

In fact, there was another reason why he invited this Chinese......

"DR. YUAN......" HE SAID A LITTLE HESITANTLY, "TAKE THE LIBERTY OF ASKING, IS YOUR 'ZHONG YI' REALLY THAT MAGICAL?" ”

Master Yuan smiled slightly: "Mr. Morgan, it is useless for me to say this kind of thing, it is only useful for the patient to experience it himself." ”

Little Morgan nodded and said bluntly: "Dr. Yuan, I have a friend who has been seriously ill recently, and I wonder if 'ZHONG YI' can cure headaches?" ”

Yuan Yan said in his heart that he should have asked Mr. Davidson, who had ruined the neighbor's house, but that guy had a brain hemangioma, which was almost incurable in this year, so he died on the operating table next year.

Well, this favor is still to be sold to the first and second in command of the Morgan consortium, so it will be cheaper for Wen Caihua's miracle doctor. There's a small catch, though......

If Wen Jinxiu returns to the United States, should she go to see Harding?

It's not looking at it, it's not looking at it. It's better not to come back.。。

As for FDR, polio will kill him, and there will be no harm in making him a disabled person for a few years.

"Mr. Morgan, let me make it clear." Our Master Yuan lowered his voice and said, "Only when you go to China can you find the real miracle doctor, if you can send the patient to China, I think you should be able to find someone to cure him!" ”

"This is it...... Stop the car! ”

"Squeak......

"Click!"

This time, Yuan Yanqian didn't wait for Xiaokang to help him open the door, and opened the door and jumped without waiting for the car to stop.

"Damn, I never thought of it!"

"Yes, there's a grocery store here."

"Damn, I never thought of it!!"

"That's right, there's a mailbox here."

"Damn, I never thought of !!"

"Ha, that's right! The color of this stone is not the same......"

He muttered and looked around to make sure he wasn't in the wrong place, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Aisi, help me hold it!"

Our Master Yuan took off his top hat and coat, threw it to the female secretary who got out of the car with him, and despite the fact that he was wearing a high-end custom dress worth hundreds of dollars, he knelt on the dirty ground without any scruples.

Miss Morman, who was holding the clothes, couldn't help but ask, "BOSS, what are you going to do?" ”

"What am I going to do?" Our Master Yuan rolled up his sleeves and replied, "I'm going home!" ”

The puzzled female secretary asked again, "BOSS, I'm sorry, you said you were going home?!" ”

"yes, I'm going home...... Oops, I forgot! He suddenly remembered something, stood up again, hugged the female secretary, and kissed her fiercely.

"Boss, you, you, you ......" Miss Moman, who was shocked and angry, couldn't say anything.

"Aisi, goodbye...... Yuan Hongjian knelt on the ground again, supported the road with both hands, turned his head and smiled at her: "If I'm lucky!" ”

In the end, the hero of this broken book raised his handsome and incomparably handsome head, with a strange and inexplicable smile on his face, and used all his strength to slam his head into the road......

(End of book...... Is it so? ）