Chapter subtitle: Foreplay ends (you know, not that foreplay.) Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ）

"I don't care what the remuneration is, as long as you promise me a condition......"

In the end, it was a young girl in 1920, Miss Brown took half a step back under Yuan Yanqian's gaze, and stammered a little: "What, what conditions?" Okay, I'm not going home with you. ”

Our Master Yuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't want to trigger the Battle of Troy. I just want you to ......"

At this time, the band was just starting a new tune, and our Master Yuan suddenly bowed very gentlemanly, raised his hand, and said, "Then my editor, Shall-we?" ”

Manhattan's Helen Mei's eyes instantly widened, showing a very happy and appreciative look, took the Chinese's hand, and happily said, "Sure!" ”

"Mr. Yuan......"

"You can call me Neo."

"Okay, you can call me Helen too."

"That's right, Helen. How did you read my novel? Aren't you still a student in the College of Arts and Sciences? ”

"Well, I was an intern at New York University Press, and I came across your novel by accident. Actually, the editors who have seen it like it a lot, but the old stubborn ...... Neo, I would like to ask how you wrote a novel like this? Have you ever been to France? ”

"I've never been to France. Novels, just think about it and write it. ”

"But what you write is as if it's true...... There are so many more recipes. Do you Chinese also like to eat chocolate? ”

"I don't know about other Chinese, but I, a Chinese, love chocolate!"

"Oh, so how did you know so many chocolate recipes?"

"Read. We Seris have an old saying that books are the ladder of human progress, and the staircase to the beautiful lady's boudoir. ”

"Hahaha, do you Chinese really have such old sayings...... Okay, don't interrupt again. I want to ask who you are playing? ”

"Well, the ancient heroes of our Seris. Yong-Dragon-Zhao, one of the Generals-of-Five-Tiger. ”

"Ha, all the ancient heroes of your Seris are dressed like this?"

"Of course...... No. This is the costume in our 'Chinese opera'. ”

"Chinese opera? What is that? ”

"That's ......"

Our Master Yuan was about to continue to serve as an ambassador for cultural exchanges between China and the United States, but unfortunately at this time, the song ended, and he had to stop. And at this time, Holmes and Prince Paris came up to them.

Mr. McCall looked at the man and woman holding hands and laughing in amazement, clenched the stick in his hand and rushed over, stammering, "You, you, how, how, how did you meet?" ”

As soon as Yuan Yanqian saw his reaction, he smelled a sour smell. He didn't want to cause trouble on such an occasion, so he let go of Miss Helen Brown's little hand without a trace, and said with a smile: "John, you have all the golden apples with you, so naturally I have found Helen of Sparta." ”

"Hmph......" But he didn't expect that Miss Brown next to him was quite angry, and snorted coldly, "Mr. McCall, I'm just your girlfriend, and it's not your turn to know who I want to know, right?" ”

Dressed as Prince Paris, who gave the golden apple to Aphrodite, the goddess of love, this lover saw that the girl he liked was not in a good tone, and his tone immediately softened and said: "But, but, but your father, he asked me to take good care of you." ”

Yuan Yanqian looked at the posture of the two and said secretly in her heart, could it be that the United States in 1920 also had blind dates and urged marriage?

Not to mention her father, it was fine, but after talking about it, Miss Brown said with an even more ugly expression on her face: "That old stubborn! Without...... I don't even want to do an internship at his publishing house anymore. ”

It turns out that she is the daughter of the president of New York University Press.

Mr. McCall was a little frightened, and said to him, "Helen, you, you." How can you say that Mr. Brown? He, he, he really asked me to take good care of you before he went out. ”

Helen of Manhattan stomped her feet and said, "I'm not a little girl, I still need your care?!" ”

She rolled her eyes, suddenly grabbed Yuan Yanqi's arm, and said sweetly: "Tired, you can take me to the bar for a drink again." ”

Master Yuan, who was innocently shot, scolded in his heart, damn it, is it the instinct of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign girls, including girls from other worlds, to find a substitute for the dead at this time.

He is not a junior brother, how can he easily drink this kind of ecstasy soup. Yuan Yanqian coughed, turned his head to Sherlock Holmes and said, "Louis, didn't you say that you introduced your grandfather for me?" I've admired this Wall Street legend for a long time. ”

Thankfully, the one present had a much higher emotional intelligence than the original one. As soon as he received Yuan Yanqian's "Lingzi (Modu language, similar to the meaning of implication)", he immediately said: "Yes, yes, grandfather happens to be free, didn't I come to you?" Come with me. ”

Yuan Yanqi, who had always been pitiful and cherished, couldn't be polite anymore, so she broke Miss Brown's little hand and said apologetically to the little enemy: "Miss Brown, Mr. McCall. I'm sorry, but we're out of company. ”

"Humph!" Helen of Manhattan saw that her treacherous plan had not succeeded, and turned away with a pretty face.

"Helen......" Paris of Manhattan smiled helplessly at his two classmates and followed closely.

And Zhao Zilong and Sherlock Holmes had no choice but to look at each other and smile.

"Neo, do you really want to see my grandfather?"

"Why not? For a Wall Street legend like my grandfather, of course an economics student like me would like to see it. ”

The "legend of Wall Street" mentioned by Yuan Yanqian is not a lie, but the truth from the heart, and Mr. George Fisher Baker's life can really be called a legend. Born in 1840, he left home at the age of 14 to earn his own life as a small clerk earning only two dollars a week, but he became a bank clerk through self-education. At the age of 23, he joined the National First Bank in New York, where he began as a cashier and minority shareholder and became president four years later.

During the Civil War, Mr. Baker used all the bank's funds to purchase a large number of federal war bonds, and not only made a fortune, but also won the appreciation of J-P. Morgan, and became his closest and most important partner in his later years.

"Alright then, you come with me."

The two of them made their way through the crowd and into a hidden passage to a side hall. It's much quieter inside than outside, and the guests are much older, and of course much more reserved.

Louis Baker led Yuan Yanqian to the corner of the side hall, where sat an elderly gentleman with a six-pointed bronze star on his chest and two revolvers.

The old sheriff had a sturdy build, a square head, a short neck, and a mustache. He smoked a cigar as he listened calmly to the chatter of the people in the hall.

"Bang !!"

As soon as we saw this Wall Street legend, our Master Yuan heard a huge gong in his ears!

Even God knows that the real show at this Halloween masquerade ball is finally about to begin......