Fifty-five: Will you, sir?
ps: Ask for recommendations, ask for collections
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"My Chinese Childhood" - "Wheniwasaboyinchina".
Young Master Li closed the book and placed it on his knees, his eyes were a little sore, and he just wanted to yawn. No way, I only came back late last night, and I have to personally supervise the storage of the gold and gems, and it is almost dawn when everything is done, and now my head has just been woken up by the pillow, and everyone will have a temper!
But?
Young Master Li looked at the man in front of him who was wearing glasses and a dress, only thirty years old, but his temples were already slightly white, his heartbeat slowly began to accelerate, and his sloppy eyes gradually condensed into stars.
He never imagined that on the first day he returned to Hawaii, he would meet this figure who had fought hard for the Chinese in the United States all his life and was recorded in history. "Could it be that after the young master's trip to Chile, Wang Ba's anger soared?" Li Dashao flashed his eyelashes a few times, and his eyes were a little sour.
No, the young master has always been very low-key, and Monte concealed the details of the civil war for his own interests, so this trip to Chile hardly made any waves! So how did this one come to him?
What's more, this guy is inconspicuous among so many celebrities in the late Qing Dynasty, if it weren't for this book on his knees, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be a wave, the reason why Master Li can remember it is because of the fact that he happened to spend a period of time at his alma mater in his previous life and saw this person on the celebrity roster, it was entirely because of .......
Grandma, this guy actually married an American girl! Yanma, the young master has never tried it, woo~~~, and this is still the United States at the end of the nineteenth century, which regarded the Chinese as smokers, drug dealers and thieves!
"What a lovely, respectable, courageous Yanma for love! Why didn't the young master meet it? Young Master Li's eyelids lifted slightly, straightened his waist, and slowly leaned back on the rattan chair, staring at those slightly tired eyes.
Li Enfu, graduated from Yale University, one of the young children who studied in the United States in the late Qing Dynasty.
A young student sent by a backward country to study abroad successfully entered the American middle class with his own efforts, and also hooked up with an American girl to marry and have children, and became an American citizen. But when his life path gradually started, he roared as a Chinese without hesitation!
With his mouth, with the pen in his hand, he shouted for his fellow citizens! He gave speeches in New England, accurately dissected the Chinese labor problem, provided strong arguments, and strongly condemned the supporters of the [***] movement, and his words and deeds caused great repercussions at Yale and in New England at the time.
Faced with such a character, Li Mo didn't know whether to admire or mourn for him. Without the support of the country, without a strong backing, this kind of empty roar especially made him, a person who had crossed over, feel sad!
Since his reincarnation, Li Mo has never thought of dominating the world, nor has he thought of slaughtering and destroying beauty, he only hopes that he can use his knowledge to work hard to give this suffering nation a chance!
A chance to get involved in this era and stop being a bystander!
But in this chaotic era of relying on giant ship cannons to speak, there is no strong strength, and there is no power to speak, so he will risk intervening in the Chilean civil war, in order to spend several times the money to get the giant ship cannons!
Li Enfu in front of him is a person who speaks with his mouth, but unfortunately he has no strength to save those Chinese who are still struggling at the bottom in the United States and overseas.
His pen, his mouth, just a splash of fluff in the rumbling explosion, no one will care.
The eyes on the other side gradually brightened in surprise and surprise.
Li Enfu looked at the eyes with black circles, bright eyes, and clear eyes that could reflect his own shadow, and his heart was shocked for no reason, this boy with the same surname as him, with dark circles under his eyes, obviously lack of sleep, but only fifteen or sixteen years old, brought him a shock that was too strong!
Three months ago, when he met George, the president of the East Texas Oil Company, who is now hot in the United States, at a chance party, perhaps because the two had a similar smell in the field, he finally visited the East Texas Oil Company at his invitation. It was this seemingly ordinary visit that became his long-standing illness and changed his life.
He found that in the company of the British young man who was extremely accomplished, there were a large number of Chinese workers, and even a few became executives. What shocked him even more was that George never discriminated against them, and even gave them the same treatment as Americans. There, as long as you have the ability, as long as you put in the labor, you will be respected and get a good life.
All this makes Li Enfu can't believe that this is the United States! When will the Chinese be able to show up on stage, sit in front of a group of foreign executives, talk eloquently, and even make some decisions?
It wasn't until George recommended Li Mo for him and hinted that it was the young master's instruction to let these Chinese students participate in business management, that Li Enfu couldn't sit still, so he said goodbye to his wife and children that day, got on the train, and transferred to San Francisco to take a freighter to Hawaii.
When he came here, Li Mo had already taken people to Chile for three months, and he had not seen his master, who had planned to go back first, but he saw that the shipyard and steel mill belonging to the mysterious young master, which was expanding on a large scale, and saw that batch after batch of Chinese workers in the United States were taken here, given jobs, and let them settle down, Li Enfu resolutely chose to stay, and finally found Fuber and offered to help in the factory and shipyard.
Shouyun Kai saw that a month after finally coming here again, he saw these eyes, and the whole person was immediately stunned.
Even if he had already heard some of the words that this young master was very young, when he saw the other party for the first time, he couldn't help but lose his mind a little, the young man in front of him, who had created such a big foundation and could make a character like George bow down to his orders, had just turned fifteen years old!
"Sixteen! The young master uses a virtual year! Young Master Li protested in his heart, the little girl was still on the side.
"Qiaoxi, go and bring the Pu'er they sent last month and make a pot of tea for Mr." Li Mo raised his hand, breaking the silence in the room. Soon, Xiao Xiao returned to the room with the tea set, and the strong fragrance of tea soon spread.
"I haven't smelled this in years." The fragrance of tea overflowed, which tempted Li Enfu, who was born in the south, to sniff, and waited until Xiaoxiao handed over the purple sand cup, and immediately leaned back. "Good tea." After the tea fragrance turned around his teeth a few times, he took a long breath, put down the cup and raised his eyelids, swept the book on Li Mo's knees, and said, "Mr. Xiao Li, do you know me?" ”
Li Mo looked at the book with the other party, the book was written by Li Enfu, and the last time I visited a bookstore in the United States, I turned it out of the corner, originally I just wanted to understand this era through books, after all, I am not a historian, and if I want to completely and thoroughly understand this era, books are the most useful.
I haven't read the book yet, because I bought too many books, first of all, I have to understand the information of this era, plus I went to Chile for a few months, and this kind of personal biography has not yet been arranged. It was only when Xiaoxiao came to look for him just now and said that Li Enfu wanted to see him, so he remembered this book and found it.
"I haven't bothered to look at it yet." Li Mo picked up the teacup, and the hot aroma of tea lifted his spirits: "But I don't want to watch it now." ”
"Oh? Why? Li Enfu was surprised.
Young Master Li stretched his waist, glanced at the small man who was sitting next to him and leaned forward slightly, making tea with his hands, and his eyes slipped down on the graceful buttocks that looked more and more delicate because of his leaning forward: "Reading? Can it be more interesting than boiling tea and listening to Mr. Li himself? ”
Witnessing Li Mo, whose eyes drooped, the corners of Li Enfu's mouth hooked slightly: "Yes, reading books, reading other people's Spring and Autumn Periods, how can it be more fun than writing your own Spring and Autumn Period." ”
"Young Master Li, such a big shipyard, I'm afraid you want to build an ironclad ship!" Picking up a cup of fragrant tea again, Li Enfu looked up at the rumbling and expanding shipyard in the distance, and leaned his lips to the rim of the cup.
The words made the small body of the tea shake suddenly, and the teapot in Su's hand tilted slightly.
"O cultural people! The young master seems to have a lot of fate with them. Young Master Li thought, glanced at the autobiography on his knee again, and nestled comfortably on the rattan chair, as if he hadn't heard the shocking words just now, just smiled and asked.
"Will you, sir?"