Rebirth 79: I opened a bank in the United States

"A cup of coffee, and some steak of any kind, oh, no lamb!"

Walking leisurely into the detention room, Carter added after looking at the hard seat:
"By the way, help me find a more comfortable seat and a dining table, thank you! Also, that Mr. Quandt, what is the name of his most famous company?"

"Altana Group, AFA, Bavarian Engine Factory, etc., we don't know the details. But as far as I know, even Mercedes-Benz once had Mr. Quandt's shares."

In order not to offend these privileged classes, the veteran policeman briefly answered Carter's question before leaving.

Altana?never heard of that.
AFA?never heard of that.
The Bavarian Engine Works sounds familiar
Benz!

This one knows!

car
Ok? !

"BMW?!"

Carter suddenly slapped his thigh: Isn't the Bavarian Engine Factory the full name of BMW? !
BMW BMW. I got used to it, and I forgot his name all at once.
When the BMW kidney grille and the logo of the blue sky and white clouds flashed in the memory, another memory also emerged in Carter's mind:
The Silent Quandts!
An award-winning documentary set in the future that nearly caused an earthquake throughout the Western world.It introduces in detail the various evil deeds committed by the Quandt family in NC Germany.
This is a film that Carter, who was once interested in the history of World War II, found by accident while looking for related documentaries.

including the use of concentration camp prisoners as free labor, including forcing Jews to sign "voluntary sales" of business ownership, including
This documentary about the Quandt family shows in detail to the public what is called the primitive accumulation of capital is often the bloody truth.
The lives of countless Jews and prisoners of war have jointly created this low-key family.So, Quandt is dead? !
"Hey! What are you thinking? So preoccupied, planning to stay here forever?"

When Carter came back to his senses, the door of the detention room had been opened.The familiar old policeman was following a man in a U.S. Army uniform, and that captain was Carter's new acquaintance: Sullivan.

"Thinking of something, by the way, can you get me an invitation to Mr. Quant's funeral?"

Clap your buttocks and get up, what do you mean your buttocks are not hot? !

This is called ass not doing heat!

Taking the coffee in the old policeman's hand casually, Carter felt as comfortable as if he was in his own backyard:

"This time, I really want to go in and have a look!"

"Watching dead people? Your hobby is quite unique!"

Sullivan complained to Carter angrily, for Carter's behavior of making trouble for himself. Although there were criticisms, there was nothing he could do. After all, this little thing didn't even take the initiative to make trouble.
"Besides, who the hell will make invitations for funerals. Change into a military uniform. If you go there again, it won't work. You can buy a suit anywhere!"

"Student uniform?"

"Army active duty uniform, here is the ID!"

He took out a document from his pocket, threw it to Carter, and Sullivan turned and walked out.

Glancing at the military ID card that belonged to Sullivan, Carter smiled.I didn't bother to drink the coffee, I trotted all the way to keep up
...

Carter, who appeared again at the entrance of the Frankfurt Theater, was not so honest!
Relying on the dog skin of the US military, the pace of walking is so disrespectful.Jump over the long queue in front of you, and head straight into the theater.
But this time, the bodyguards did not stop him.After reviewing Carter's false evidence, he even politely introduced Carter into the Mozart Hall where the coffin was parked
Herbert Quandt.
Glancing at the name of the deceased, Carter was completely unable to tell from the name that this was the number of generations of the Quant family.Beside the coffin of Herbert Quandt, there was an old woman who was being escorted to and fro, and several young people followed her, looking at the guests with some hesitation.

In fact, not many guests can enter the Mozart Hall.Carter, dressed in a U.S. military uniform, quickly attracted the attention of the old woman
"Thank you for sending my husband the last gift! May our friendship last forever!"

Looking at the somewhat old palm in front of him, Carter shook it gently.The mouth also said the same polite words
The old lady didn't waste too much time with Carter, she came over to say hello, then turned and left, and went on to the next guest.Carter didn't mind about it, he just walked around to the coffin in the hall.
Under the watchful eyes of the priest and the six young men, they circled around the coffin.
The person in the coffin looked to be in his seventies.Thanks to the power of money, his face remained intact, and even after being treated by a funeral make-up artist, he looked inexplicably kind
This face is really hard for Carter to equate this old man with Quandt, who used the prisoners of the NC concentration camp in the documentary and made a lot of war fortune.

Does this count as knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing hearts?
After wandering around the coffin for a while, Carter also gradually lost interest.Although the specifications of this rich man's funeral were large, the layout could actually be called simple.

There is no grandiose arrangement, nor is there any grandiose support.In the Mozart Hall, except for some plain white flowers, there are people dressed in black, and there are almost no others.
"Are you my father's friend? You don't look your age!"

Perhaps it was Carter's behavior of circling the deceased, which somewhat offended the family of the deceased.Just when Carter was about to lift his legs to leave, a voice that sounded a little stunned in Carter's ear.

"Stefan! Don't be rude!"

"I'm sorry sir, I apologize to you for my brother's impoliteness!"

Beside the little boy, a girl who was holding the former's hand bowed slightly after giving a coquettish drink.

"That's all right, I don't mind that. Are you, Mr Quandt's children?"

Carter waved his hand.
The dissatisfaction of a sophomore boy is irrelevant to Carter.Even, going back and forth around the grave of old Quandt. Carter was waiting for such an opportunity to strike up a conversation!

"Yes. I'm Suzanne"

Procedural socialization is boring to say, after shaking the girl's finger, Carter pointed to the old woman at the door:
"Is that your mother?"

"Yes, sir."

Susanna's big eyes stared at Carter, as if she was looking for Carter's purpose.

This time, Carter did have some ideas.

Another car company!
If we can use this opportunity to connect with the helm family of BMW, can we think of a way to trick BMW into South Georgia and turn Argyll into a new southern Detroit? !

It's just that it's not a good time to express this purpose, and it's obviously not suitable for a funeral to do more in-depth social interaction
The old Quante's first seven days have not passed yet!

But if you leave here, you don't even have contact information, see you later. Who remembers who they are? !

In a hurry, Carter took out the ID in his arms and handed it to Susanna:
"At eight o'clock in the evening, I'll wait for you at the cafe opposite the theater, 700 meters to the left. There is some bad news for your family"