Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 279 Zhuang Kunlun
Subtitle of this chapter: Are you afraid of having too many followers if you start an evil organization?
"Good afternoon, listeners. It is now 4:00 p.m. Eastern Time, December 23, 1920. You are listening to NYPR's trial broadcast. This station will officially start broadcasting at midnight on January 1, 1921. Everyone is welcome to listen then..."
"Our station will uphold the 3|P principle of thinking what New York PUBLIC thinks, worrying about what New York PUBLIC worries about, and will not only bring rich entertainment programs to New York citizens, but also try its best to solve problems for everyone. No matter what troubles and difficulties you encounter in your daily life, please call XXXXX..."
"Now it's music time. The song we're going to play is Jingle Bell..."
Wei Mingzhu and Huang Huilan were stunned to listen to the cheerful Christmas music and watch the trucks passing by on the street. In fact, in addition to them, many pedestrians on the street also stopped to look at this novel car-mounted radio, and even some children followed the car happily. It is not uncommon to have audio equipment on a truck, but these equipment can actually receive radio signals ! ! The scene before them made them deeply feel the advanced technology of America.
This was a bit unscientific for people in 1920. After all, even telegraphs and telephones were expensive gadgets that ordinary people didn't even understand how they worked.
They are now at the intersection of 34th Street, Broadway and Seventh Avenue in Midtown Manhattan, New York, where the famous Macy's department store is located. In fact, they are here just to go shopping and make some preparations for the misunderstanding on Christmas Eve tomorrow night.
"Dick, what is NYPR?" Wei Mingzhu asked curiously to the local Aboriginal follower beside her.
After all, Mr. Lu usually pays attention to financial news, so he answered smoothly: "Oh, NYPR is New York Public Radio. According to the newspaper, it is a newly established company under the Morgan Consortium. General Electric and Edison Laboratory are its shareholders. The chairman is Louis Baker, the grandson of Mr. George Baker."
"Oh, so it really is a high-tech enterprise. I've never even heard of radio stations in Europe." Huang Huilan nodded.
Dick Lu, an American citizen, said proudly: "Our American technology is indeed leading the world. Now even the Europeans have to admit defeat, not to mention China... um, other countries."
Although his words were a bit unpleasant to hear, the two "modern women" did not show any dissatisfaction. After all, what he said was the truth. Old Europe was still licking its wounds from World War I, and Seris... it was better not to say anything.
"Hmm..." The ambassador's wife noticed a familiar figure flash by not far away from the corner of her eye. She was about to greet him but saw the Seris man holding the hand of a blonde beauty affectionately and walking leisurely among the crowd, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around him.
Huang Huilan thought for a moment, sighed, and watched them enter the bustling Christmas shopping crowd. She turned around and looked at her aunt who was chatting with classmate Lu, and sighed in her heart.
"Ann, have you bought all the gifts?"
"Oh, I've bought everything."
"Well, let's go to your house now. I'm afraid I won't be free after Christmas."
"It's so annoying, but..."
Miss Enyuka was a little worried and hesitated to speak, not knowing whether it was safe to do so.
Our Master Yuan turned his head and looked at her seriously and said, "An, you don't have to worry about me. What can they do to me now? Besides, Yuri is here too."
Xiao Long Nu smiled sweetly and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
"Hmm... So you guys have resumed business."
"Ms. Rochelle, you have become more beautiful after not seeing you for a few days."
"Mr. Linden, Brother Kunlun. You guys are recovering well, hahahaha... I'm very relieved."
"By the way, this is the Christmas gift that Ann and I picked out for you. Merry Christmas to you."
They were already in the dessert shop at this time. Because of Christmas, the business of "Red and Black or Black and Red" was surprisingly good, so the desserts were sold out at this time and the shop was closed.
"Mr. Yuan, and Mr. Marin. An and I have something to talk about. Please have a good chat, gentlemen."
As she spoke, Dragon Mother dragged Little Dragon Girl into the kitchen, leaving only the four men staring at Little Dragon. The atmosphere was quite strange.
The first person to speak was Zhuang Kunlun. He suddenly asked Yuan Yanshu, "Master, I am well now. Can I be your servant now?"
"This..." Our Master Yuan looked at him and laughed dryly: "Brother Kunlun, that was just a joke before, why did you take it seriously?"
Zhuang Kunlun smiled innocently, shook his head and said, "Master, you don't know that Mr. Linden and Ms. Rochelle will go to other places after Christmas. And I still want to stay in New York, so I have to ask you for food."
He paused and said, "Besides, with your current status as the eldest master, you must have a personal male servant. To be honest, my father used to be a servant for a priest..."
Like this BOOOOM expert said, his father's occupation was indeed that of a full-time servant.
It is a bit legendary. This old man was originally from Northern Zhili (Hebei). During the Boxer Rebellion, he saved the life of an American missionary by chance. Later, he was taken to Los Angeles on the west coast of the United States by the American missionary.
Because he was his father's savior, the missionary was very nice to his father. Not only did he pay him a generous salary, but he also arranged for him to marry a Chinese woman.
You have to know that in those days, it was a big problem for Chinese men in the United States to get married, let alone marry a virgin girl. This was also because his father-in-law's family thought his father had "promises". Well, compared to the Chinese who opened laundries and restaurants, being a servant for a priest of noble birth was indeed more promising .
After Zhuang Kunlun was born, he naturally went to a church school to receive a fairly formal higher education, but his skin color became a problem.
In the United States in 1920, it was impossible for a Chinese person not to suffer discrimination. But Zhuang Kunlun's father was a farmer, and people in China looked at him with favor, so even after arriving in the United States, his father did not feel particularly sad.
But intellectuals like Zhuang Kunlun were different. He was a quasi-revolutionary educated in a church school. Once he came into contact with anarchist works, it was like a spark falling into a pile of firewood, and he could not be stopped.
Afterwards, he entered a not-so-famous church university. Whether out of interest or for some other purpose, he chose chemistry as his major and thus became a BOOM expert.
So just like the Six-Fingered Qin Demon, a citizen of the British Empire and a member of a Chinese comprador family, who was obsessed with the idea of returning Hong Kong to the motherland, Zhuang Kunlun, a pure ABC, yearns for the motherland.
A few years ago, he heard that his motherland had become the first democratic country in Asia, so he went back there on purpose. But what he saw was...
Well, the Chinese civilians there are not even as good as those discriminated slant eyes in the United States.
