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When James returned home, he was severely criticised by his boss and expressed disappointment at his inaction in China. This time, he needed to make a serious review and his job needed to be adjusted.

But when the boss saw James take out the china chamber pot, he was shocked and thought it was the most beautiful work of art he had ever seen. After admiring the artwork, the boss said: "James, you're too generous. It must be delicious to pour wine with this! You're my best friend. "

After locking the blue and white porcelain chamber pot in his safe, the boss said that although James's trip to China had a lot of shortcomings, but he was still very successful. The company thought highly of him and was ready to give him another promotion.

So James went from being a member of the staff of a Chinese district to being the head of a Chinese district. Although he was reluctant to part with it, he still expressed his gratitude for the boss's appreciation. If he met any more beautiful works of art, he would definitely bring them to the boss for him to admire.

When he was done with his work, James thought about the mysterious army, and he thought about how to maximize the value of the news. Finally he decided to write a serial for the newspaper.

James, who still had some contacts in the country, had finished his manuscript and found Tom, an editor in the Washington Post, and hoped to publish it.

His friend Tom was interested to see James's serial story. At this time of the Great Depression, domestic news was becoming more and more frightening. If he could divert everyone's attention, there might be some unexpected surprises.

So Tom embellished James's article and handed it over to the editor. The editor looked at the article and the photo and felt satisfied and said, "Tom, you're good. Work hard. You won't be on the list for this redundancy."

Tom broke out in a cold sweat. Without the article from his friend James, it would have been a nightmare for him to have been included in the redundancy list. He was very grateful to James and decided to wholeheartedly sell his article, while keeping James in touch with him and writing more, which he promised would be published.

The editor didn't think that China had any special meaning. In the current United States, everything was bullshit, but he was the leader, and he had another way of thinking. Today's President Hoover had been in China for a long time, so he might be interested in writing articles on it.

Thus, the editor placed a very conspicuous position on this article, which made the editor even more flattered. Tom only thought that he had chosen the right article, but did not think about the editor's deeper considerations.

At the White House, President Hoover ate his mixed breakfast. His early experiences in China had a huge impact on him. His wife had also gone to China to receive Chinese education and thought that China's diet was very healthy.

It was not easy for President Hoover to finish his delicious breakfast. It was as if the White House, in its splendour, was better off being the first to explore the mines of China. This was because he had countless things to deal with. Every day, the new newspaper would cause him a huge headache. However, as the President, he still needed to read. He just couldn't stop reading.

He picked up a copy of the Washington Post. Can't there be any new news? He glanced at it and opened the other side. He saw a photo, it was of a yellow-skinned Asian man. He was surprised for a moment, then focused his attention and saw the title of the photo, "My Path to China". He became interested and thought that he had also been to China, so he continued to read … Chinese Warlord... Tractor... Economic construction? Is there going to be new action in ancient China? Although Hoover was interested in China, sometimes he had to say that he felt that Chinese officials were very stupid. He had paid 50,000 yuan for the right to mine in China, and those Chinese officials had happily signed their names, not understanding what they had lost at all.

Hoover continued to look, and then he saw the mysterious troops, the Hidden Arts, the Fighting Techniques, the signals... This is too surprising, is this China? When he was in China, he encountered a Boxer uprising and felt that the Chinese were too stupid to play tricks on them. How could there be such a mysterious force? But there was always a mysterious side to China's Hoover. You could suspect her, but you couldn't underestimate her.

Looking at the photo at the side, there was a Chinese woman's profile, which gave off a mysterious feeling.

There was also a tractor. This could not be faked.

Then there was a patch of grass, which looked like grass at first glance, but it was only through the prompts and signs below the picture that one could see that there were a lot of Chinese soldiers hidden inside.

It was too amazing!

The phone in the Washington Post office was ringing non-stop today, all asking about the contents of "My China Bank". Of course, there were also many other newspapers and media that were sensitive to its value, wanting to find out who the author was and not letting the Washington Post be the sole owner.

President Hoover took the matter to heart, investigated it and found it to be true, and received the author of the article. Your observations are very detailed and valuable, and they contribute to the entire United States. I hope you can find out more and more valuable content.

James turned red.

His boss went to James and returned the fine work of art to him, claiming he was honored to be able to admire it for a while. You're still my best friend, and I've decided to promote you to head of Asia.

At the same time James was interviewed by radio. The radio recording host was amazed by his keen observation skills!

James modestly said that it was only a chance opportunity, because his predecessor had told him that China was a mysterious excess, that no information should be ignored, that such a major discovery could be made, that he had decided to go on to China in the coming days, that he would learn more, and that he would continue to publish his story, My China, in the Washington Post.

The host asked: Is there any consideration in publishing books? If Mr. James is willing to publish, I'm sure a lot of people will buy them.

Yes, China is a mysterious and beautiful country. China has its best friends, and if there's a chance, he will publish a book.

At the same time, President Hoover, who had been plagued by the American economy, had unwittingly risen in status because he had also lived in China.

Other congressional ministers talk about China, which they see as a huge market to solve the Great Depression. Hoover smiled. Sobbing to death, Chinese Good!

So James returned to China, but this time he was no longer alone, and he took his wife with him to China. And not just a Chinese clerk. He was now head of the Asian region, and then there was the Foreign Ministry, though not in public. At the same time, he is also a special author of the Washington Post. Even if he didn't work, he could live well in China as long as he gave the Washington Post a copy every month.

Back in China, he was very excited to see the telegram from Song Yihan.

After a final consultation with his wife, who was also curious about China and was willing to follow him to Shanxi to see the mysterious army, as well as her husband's best friend in China, Xu, who said that she must thank him for his help today.

This time, James' identity was completely different. Naturally, he had more followers as well, as his weapons and equipment were also better. He would not be caught by bandits, but somehow, he had a hundred Chinese soldiers as his followers.

When James arrived in Shanxi, he had alarmed both Master Liu and Duke Yan, the two great warlords of Shanxi.

They fought to send people to scout and see if they could arrange for people to welcome them.

In the end, James ignored them all. However, Officer Liu had heard from his wife that the foreigner called James was someone Little Wu knew.

He shouted at Mr. James, but he could not think of anyone in China who knew him, and seeing that he was a bigger officer, he smiled politely.

Seeing him smile, Senior Liu was overjoyed. There was a door open for him.

James smiled at the friendly Chinese officer, but he did not agree with him, because it was not his first time in China, either.

He had the translator say that he was looking for Xu and Xu who had been bewitched to death.

Hearing this, Master Liu immediately thought of something. He must keep this foreigner here for one night at least. It would be good if he could find out his background, so he sent his wife to call Xu Bao over to play mahjong.

When Xu Bao heard his teacher's wife tell him to go play mahjong, he eagerly left, even bringing those fifty soldiers with him. Because they had successfully completed their mission, they caught a lot of yellow rabbits and made three yellow rabbit fur coats.

There was also a reward for his subordinates, letting them take a stroll in Taiyuan City. Each of them spent a round of pocket money to let them buy things.

The fifty soldiers were all very happy, but they still followed the rules and only left after escorting the wife of the Guild Leader to the division headquarters.

James and the Chinese resident officer were talking impatiently. The officer had a reserved smile on his face, as if he was desperately trying to find information. He had seen too much in Shanghai, so he wanted his money.

Senior Liu was also very nervous, not knowing what he had said wrongly. This foreigner's face was very pale, but his expression was like the bottom of a pot.

Letting his wife receive his wife was like telling a chicken to a duck. It was totally impossible to speak the language.

At this time, someone came down to report that Xu Bao had arrived.

James was thrilled to hear that Xu had arrived, and, ignoring the look on the Chinese officer's face, personally led his wife to meet him.

When he saw Xu Bao and the fifty camouflage soldiers behind him, he was immediately stunned. Heavens, this was the true appearance of the mysterious army! Last time he was there, he didn't see it. This time, he wanted to give Xu Dazhi a surprise, but he never thought he would be able to break such a big secret. The concealment skill was just a basic skill. God! A soldier wearing this color uniform was a god of the jungle!