Chapter subtitle: The Arrival of the Great Magister!

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Chen Wangdao, as an editor, is the intention of Zhang Dongsun's question.

He explained very sincerely: "Mr. Hongjian is very thoughtful. In the attached letter, he stated that he had obtained authorization from the two original authors, and that the authorization fee was half of the remuneration for the translation. ”

"What is even more admirable is that under his persuasion, these two authors are willing to donate the authorization money to our Chinese women's community."

It must be explained here that there are two creators of translated works, the original copyright owner and the translation copyright owner. Naturally, the remuneration for translated works is shared by them.

However, this is the same kind of copyright protection in these years, especially Seris, the translator rarely asks the original copyright owner for authorization.

A hundred years later, although Master Yuan sometimes looked at pirated film and television works and the Internet, his awareness of copyright was much stronger than that of the Seris people at that time.

Besides, he was friends with Ms. Vera Cather and Mr. Theodore Dresser, and it would be foolish to spoil the relationship with these two great writers for a little money. So when he agreed the matter with the two writers, he had Mr. John McCall do two licensing contracts. (See Chapter 235 of Volume I)

Ms. Cather and Mr. Dresser were both red-to-purple leftists, the former being a key member of the World Federation of Women, and the latter would later join the American Communist Party. So Yuan Yanqian flickered a few words, and they agreed to donate the authorization money to the hard-working women of Seris.

And our Master Yuan just took advantage of this to brush up a wave of prestige, and thus took an extremely solid step towards the "Friends of Women".

Zhang Dongsun also said in awe when he heard this: "It seems that this Yuan Jun is really a generous and chivalrous man......"

The generous and chivalrous Yuan Yan frowned, and said in a very disgusted tone: "Keke, you are really annoying!" They always give me gifts like I can't afford them......"

He looked at the beautiful little mare in front of him again, with the bloodlines of double champions (father and mother), and sighed: "Don't do that next time." ”

To be honest, this purebred Arabian horse is not unaffordable with his current net worth. Is it just that raising top racehorses is that simple?

What thermostatic stables, what professional breeders, what champion riders...... The most important thing is that you have to have a big pasture. Moreover, investing in horse racing cannot be earned back by relying on the prize money of horse racing alone, which involves a whole industry.

To put it bluntly, raising a horse is purely to burn money for the sake of pretending to be forced.

Friday, April 15, 1921.

He, along with his and his female secretary, were on a ranch near Richmond, the capital of Virginia, where they had come for the Spring Race.

And this foal is a gift that Bai Fumei bought for him at the auction after the Jockey Club. This ranch is also one of her properties.

Ms. Brooks smiled and said, "Sorry, whatever you like." By the way, you can name her. ”

Nonsense, Nintendo's mount has only one name......

“Red Rabbit。” Yuan Yan didn't even think about it, "Only this name is worthy of my horse!" ”

"But......" said Ms. Brooks, looking at the little mare, suspiciously, "but she's not red?" ”

"Keke, you don't understand......"

Just when Master Yuan was about to tell his concubine about "THREE EMPIRES", Miss Moman came over and reported: "BOSS, Mr. Driver is here, and he also said that he brought you an urgent letter." ”

"Okay, I'll go over here." Yuan Yanqian fed a piece of sugar cube to the red rabbit horse, touched her head, and then turned around and walked out of the stable.

As soon as he saw him, Xiaokang immediately reported: "Second master, the matter is done." I personally put Dr. Wen on a ship bound for England. ”

"Good, you've worked hard. The salary for these two weeks is double! Master Yuan nodded and said, "What's the urgent letter?" ”

Condo took out a letter from his pocket and said, "Second Master, this letter was handed over to you by Sister Lian. It was sent by the young grandmother from Nanyang, and Sister Lian instructed me to send it to you immediately. ”

"Oh, is that so......"

Could it be that the father-in-law he hasn't met yet has braided his hair? That's a ...... Wouldn't he still be the fifth diamond king for three years?

Yuan Yanqian, who didn't know whether to open the forest or not, took it over, tore open the envelope, took out the letter paper and looked at it.

FXCK Henan...... No, FXCK's sea coachmen! The Dutch deserve to die! ”

Yes, the flapping wings of his butterfly have indeed changed the fate of some historical figures and the course of some historical events, but there are some things that he can't influence.

Wei Mingzhu's brother-in-law, "Nanyang Sugar King" Huang Zhonghan is still in big trouble.

In 1921, the Dutch and Indian colonial governments demanded that Huang Zhonghan pay 35 million Dutch dong in "war tax" and "income tax". Colonial government officials told Huang that if he felt he couldn't do it, the government was willing to buy Huang Jia's business for 7 million guilders.

And his brother-in-law, Old Man Wei, was also swept to the end of the typhoon, not only blackmailed by the Dutch and Indian colonial governments, but also deliberately instigated monkeys to burn down several sugar plantations and smash several sugar factories. Several of the Wei family's juniors and Chinese employees also died in the conflict.

Therefore, Old Man Wei couldn't afford to get sick, although he couldn't die for a while, but his body didn't get much better.

It's a pity that Miss Wei Mingzhu, who wants to be a female revolutionary, is a lady with a heart higher than the sky after all, and she doesn't know what to do when she encounters this kind of thing, so she wrote a letter to her husband in a hurry, hoping that he can think of a way.

And the way...... Our Master Yuan had already thought about it, and even made some preparations in advance.

Yuan Yan quietly put away the letter, put it in his pocket and said, "Xiaokang, you hurry up and take a rest." We're going back to Washington soon! ”

"Mrs. Einstein, Mr. Einstein. This is your room. This is also our best and largest suite in rosewood. ”

Albert Einstein, who had curly black hair, a thick black beard, and a big nose, and knew that he was a Jew at a glance, looked at the presidential suite with satisfaction, nodded to the lobby manager, and said, "Well, thank you." By the way, your name is ......."

"Mr. Einstein, just call me Frank."

The big scientist also took out the tip and stuffed it into the hand of Master Yuan's old acquaintance and said, "Frank, can you send today's newspaper?" ”

Lovely Frank didn't mind that Einstein's tip was only a pitiful dollar, and still smiled and said, "Of course." Wait a minute, I'll deliver it myself. ”

It didn't take long for him to literally bring up all the newspapers.

"Wait, Frank. What is it? Einstein pointed to a large, thick vellum envelope that did not have the recipient and sender written on it.

"Mr. Einstein, this should be a letter to you."