The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

For smart people, there is no need to say too much, and they can naturally understand the beauty of it.

Roosevelt is a smart man. Whether it is running for the next president or solving the economic crisis, Zhou Hexuan only talked about the general direction. This is enough, as long as Roosevelt thinks it is correct, he will naturally move towards the goal, and he will solve the difficulties he encounters on the way.

After Zhou Hexuan got on line with Roosevelt, he immediately contacted Zhang Mouzhi who was far away in California. Zhou Hexuan was only responsible for investment and ideas, and Zhang Mouzhi had to personally intervene in the specific operation of creating a Harmonious condom factory.

Before he left Albany, Zhang Pengchun suddenly came to visit, bringing a telegram and an invitation letter.

"Mr. Zhou, we have found you." Zhang Pengchun said with a smile.

Zhou Hexuan was quite surprised: "Aren't you accompanying Mr. Mei Lanfang on a tour? How did you find this place?"

"The Mei Opera Troupe's performance is on the right track, and the specific arrangement is decided by the acting agent," Zhang Pengchun said with a smile, "I'm here to help someone send a message. I only found out through the Hongmen in the United States that Mr. Zhou has arrived in the capital of New York State. "

Perhaps many people don't know Zhang Pengchun. This gentleman has been the dean of Tsinghua University for three years and created the director system of Chinese drama. He was also one of the founders of the "Crescent Society", and he even took the name of the Poetry Society - Zhang Pengchun worshiped Tagore, so he cited "Crescent Moon" as the name, which was unanimously approved by Xu Zhimo and Hu Shi.

As for this time, Zhang Pengchun was invited by Columbia University, sponsored by Nankai University to give lectures in the United States, and served as the art director and performance consultant of Mei Lanfang Troupe.

Zhou Hexuan first opened the invitation letter sent by Zhang Pengchun, but it was a letter of appointment from Columbia University, wanting to hire Zhou Hexuan as a visiting professor of "Columbia University".

Zhang Pengchun said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, Columbia University is very sincere. As long as you serve as an honorary professor of Columbia University, they are willing to cooperate with Chinese universities. As for which university, you can designate it. There are two full-scholarship scholarships every year. Quota."

"Is there such a good thing?" Zhou Hexuan suddenly became interested.

1929 was the last year of the wave of Chinese students studying in Europe and the United States. Since then, the number of European and American students has declined sharply.

There are two reasons for the starring role: one is the Nanjing National Government, which controlled and raised the application qualifications for studying abroad;

Therefore, after 1930, few Chinese students stayed in Europe or the United States, and most of them chose Japan, which was cheaper and more convenient.

You get what you pay for. Among the overseas students after the 1930s, few masters appeared.

Like Mr. Qian Xuesen, the hero of the two bombs, he belongs to good luck. In the mid-1930s, the Nanjing government suddenly restarted the government-sponsored study abroad program. Qian Xuesen happened to meet this opportunity and was successfully admitted to Tsinghua University as a public-funded student studying in the United States. However, this plan to study in the United States at public expense was only implemented for three years before being canceled by the Nanjing government again.

Zhou Hexuan is willing to accept the employment of Columbia University if he can help China to train a few more scientists. Even, Zhou Hexuan suddenly had an idea in his mind. Now that he has money, he can take part of it and set up a "private study abroad fund" to subsidize ten or twenty outstanding students to study abroad every year.

Zhou Hexuan received the invitation letter and said with a smile, "I accept this letter of appointment."

Zhang Pengchun pointed to the telegram again and said: "The telegram was sent from France, and it was sent directly to the Chinese embassy in the United States. You were in New York at the time, and the embassy sent someone to send the telegram, but you went to San Francisco. The people from the embassy arrived After San Francisco, I learned that you went to Albany, and I happened to bring it with you."

"It really took a lot of trouble." Zhou Hexuan sweated wildly.

I opened the telegram and saw that it was Li Shizeng who sent it from France, which contained two messages: "The nomination for the Nobel Prize in Literature has finally been approved, and the Goncourt Prize is expected to enter the third round list. Please come to Europe as soon as possible."

This telegram was sent at the end of October, when Zhou Hexuan was shorting US stocks with Li Feimore, so it only said that Zhou Hexuan entered the second round of the Goncourt Award. Calculating the time, the third round of nominations for the Goncourt Prize has probably been announced.

Alas, communication is too backward these days, and it is necessary to find someone to receive an overseas telegram when it is sent out.

Unlike the 21st century, as soon as the list in Europe was announced, newspapers and websites in China and the United States had already reported overwhelmingly.

Columbia University is in New York, very close to Albany. Zhou Hexuan planned to take a trip to Columbia University, and then cross the Atlantic Ocean to Europe, and there should be enough time to figure it out.

Manhattan, New York.

Zhou Hexuan came here again, and the scene was even more miserable than half a month ago.

In Manhattan in 1929, nearly 200 skyscrapers had been built intensively. The scene of high-rise buildings makes any Chinese people who come here feel unparalleled shock from the bottom of their hearts.

Major cities in China, including Peiping and Shanghai, don't even have a few tram tracks, but the subway in Manhattan has been repaired to Line 6.

When Zhou Hexuan and Zhang Pengchun came to Manhattan this time, they happened to encounter a strike by construction workers on Line 7. To be precise, after being forced to suspend work, they gathered on the side of the road to hold demonstrations and strongly demanded that the New York government give them back wages.

"We want to work!"

"Profit from labor is a sacred right enshrined in the Constitution!"

"..."

All kinds of placards were held up high by the workers. Next to it are a few fruit vendors. These mobile vendors were very common during the Great Depression. If you chat with any vendor, you may be a banker after bankruptcy.

There are also very few taxis on the street, because even taxi companies have announced that they have ceased operations, or have simply closed down.

Zhou Hexuan and Zhang Pengchun could only take the tram to get off at the terminal and continue walking. The skyscrapers on both sides of the road look very deserted, because a large number of companies in the office have closed down, and the department store is even more deserted.

Before the stock market crash, Manhattan real estate, which was hyped to sky-high prices, had fallen by more than 60% in just half a month.

Don’t think about buying a house at the bottom. The housing prices in Manhattan haven’t bottomed out yet, and they didn’t rebound until ten years later. By that time, China’s Anti-Japanese War broke out for two years.

As he was walking, Zhou Hexuan suddenly saw a guy in a suit and leather shoes on the side of the road, standing next to a Mercedes-Benz, with a sign hanging on his chest: "Mercedes-Benz for sale at a low price, only $50. I graduated from Yale University , has been in the financial industry for ten years, and hopes to get a stable job with a weekly salary of 20 US dollars."

Zhang Pengchun shook his head again and again: "A banker who graduated from Yale University can't even find a job with a weekly salary of 20 dollars. It's unbelievable."

Zhou Hexuan happened to be tired from walking, so he waved at the man and said, "Hey, buddy!"

Seeing that they were three Asians, the other party hesitated for a few seconds, but ran over and said, "Sir, do you want to buy a car? This Mercedes-Benz was bought last year. There is nothing wrong with it. It is yours for only $50." .”

Zhou Hexuan took out the money and asked, "What's your name?"

"Alan, Alan Bart." For the face of the dollar, the other party showed more enthusiasm.

Zhou Hexuan handed him $50 and said with a smile, "My factory just needs a financial person. Can you tell me about your resume in detail?"

"Are you a factory owner?" Alan Bart became respectful in an instant, and quickly said, "Sir, my name is Alan Bart, I am 34 years old, and I graduated from Yale University with a major in finance. I have been a stock trader for two years. Then I joined Newfoundland Bank as a middle-level employee. Before the stock market crash, I was already a credit manager. I am very capable. The collapse of Newfoundland Bank was not my fault. Tide. As long as you hire me, $20 a week... no, $18 is fine, I promise serious work!"

Zhou Hexuan pointed at the Mercedes-Benz and said with a smile: "Let's go, the car said that I'm in a hurry."

Alan Bart had good eyesight, and took the initiative to sit in the cab as a driver. After Zhou Hexuan, Zhang Pengchun and Sun Yongzhen got into the car, he asked courteously, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Columbia University." Zhou Hexuan said.

Alan Bart started the car and asked curiously: "Are you the lecturer there?"

Zhang Pengchun interrupted with a smile: "You must have heard his name, the famous Mr. Zhou Hexuan."

"Gah!"

Alan Bart slammed on the brakes, looked back at Zhou Hexuan in disbelief, and exclaimed, "Are you that Far Eastern wizard?"

Zhou Hexuan's forehead was full of black lines: "..."