Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 232 The Beginning of Backlash
The days pass one by one.

For people far away in the United States, the news of the Mukden Incident that broke out on the other side of the ocean was just a topic of conversation after dinner during the Great Depression.

Those with a sense of smell have already smelled the business opportunity. This battle will not last just one or two years. As long as the battle line is expanded, these businessmen will have plenty of time to make money.

The top priority is to preserve yourself, lest you be happily sent away by the Great Depression before you can make money.

The same is true for the top management. In order to preserve everyone's interests during the Great Depression, they tried every possible way to cut funding.

In their view, as long as Japan launched a full-scale invasion war and Europe was ready to make a move, they, with their natural geographical advantage, could stay out of the fight and make money from both sides.

As for whose interests are harmed by these funding cuts, it’s not them anyway, and they won’t care about the voices of the victims.

How did they say that? In the current situation of the Great Depression, we can only make the people suffer a little more, and I will bear the blame.
For Wang Yi, these days are quite difficult.

The incident with the improved soybean varieties also made Wang Yi understand that before waiting for the repayment date of the U.S. national fortune loan shark, if he did something that could help enhance his national fortune and increase the amount of his national fortune loan, then the date of the backlash would be extended, and the power of the backlash would be greater.

This is not what Wang Yi wants. He wants to prevent the problems from accumulating and eventually he will have to defeat the entire United States by himself.

He is not a real sea tiger lunatic. Not being afraid of death does not mean that I want to choose death. These are two different things.

The number of telegrams from home also increased from one per month to ten per month, all of which explained to Wang Yi what the current war situation outside the Great Wall was like.

It was also thanks to the connection with Lao Shuai at the Sitong Freight Company in Beijing that the Beijing side was able to give Wang Yi such a detailed telegram.

Because the bald bastard did something that made Wang Yi feel like he was having a cerebral hemorrhage. This bastard played a game of covering up the truth and directly blocked the information channels between the war outside the Great Wall and the war inside the Great Wall.

As a result, most people only know that China was fighting the Japanese outside the Great Wall, but they have no idea what the situation was like.

The specific information was only circulated among the dignitaries, and most of the people had no way to serve their country or join the army.

These telegrams also showed that up to now, the three provinces outside the Great Wall have been shrouded in war. The fighting situation seems to be stalemate, but Wang Yi can also see that the Fengtian Army is retreating step by step. The price paid by the Kwantung Army for each place it captured is not high, but it is not easy either.

If the situation continues like this, the fall of the area outside the Great Wall is a matter of time.

Because at this time, the Young Marshal's Fengtian Army not only had to fight the Japanese, but also had to guard against the bald man's backstab and his subordinates who had ulterior motives and turned against them.

This is truly a crime without war, but it’s better this way.

Because the young marshal fired the shot, that's enough.

Later on, he wouldn't mind helping the young marshal so that he could return to his roots. This might be the young marshal's biggest regret in his life.

After all, for Chinese people, the biggest regret is not being able to return to one's roots after death. However, he retreated back to the interior of the country without firing a shot. If he wants to go back, it depends on whether the folks outside the country agree.

The cause of today will lead to the result of tomorrow, which is that Xiao Liuzi will have to be locked up in the small dark room for a while.

As the days passed, the 20th year of the Republic of China passed and the 21st year of the Republic of China arrived.

After the end of February of this year, it was clear that the war outside the Great Wall had not yet reached a satisfactory result.

In order to further divide the Fengtian Army, which was still resisting stubbornly, the invaders still reproduced the historical operation, using the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty as a puppet and supporting him to establish a puppet regime - the "Manchukuo".

This move was a heavy blow to the Fengtian Army, which had been resisting stubbornly.

Although the Xinhai Revolution happened nearly twenty years ago, there were some old and young people who wanted to restore the monarchy, but they were all suppressed.

The braids on their heads were cut off, but the braids in their hearts were not. Under the sugar-coated persuasion, many weak-willed Fengtian Army soldiers defected.

But when Wang Yi saw this news, he knew that the area outside the Great Wall would fall in that year.

"Emperor? Humph! Very good!"

The telegram in his hand turned into powder with Wang Yi's cold snort, but Wang Yi soon realized that something was wrong.

With his skills in cultivating his Qi, he had actually known that this would happen, but he shouldn't have been so angry.

Because of his anger, not only the telegram in his hand was in trouble, but also the equipment and walls around him.

Looking at the residence of the innocent, Wang Yi looked around with an unfriendly expression.

The fuel from the American usury has reached its peak, especially after Wang Yi retired and stopped being active and providing income to the American national fortune, this booming national fortune has begun to affect itself.

It feels like if God wants to destroy someone, he must first make him crazy.

Simply put, Wang Yi was confused.

"You're here to join in the fun too? Fine, then let's see who has better luck when the time comes!"

But even though he was unhappy, Wang Yi knew that now was not the time to turn against the American loan shark national destiny that was bestowed upon him. He still had to use this to lure out the ant nest that was shrinking completely and no one knew where it was hiding.

As for the Behemoth Consortium, Wang Yi didn't expect them to help or anything. They just needed to be a neutral third party and wait for either him or the Ant Nest to produce gold coins.

This is also in line with the characteristics of the Behemoth Foundation, an American Inhuman organization.

In the days that followed, telegrams from the Republic of China were still being sent, but Wang Yi tried not to read them as much as possible, for fear of being affected by the fate of the American loan sharks that had befallen him.

At the same time, he was also doing two things at once. On the one hand, he shared information with John Wick, the incarnation of the god who was stationed at the Continental Hotel, and on the other hand, he followed up on the progress of the Continental Group and the Continental Hotel in opening overseas businesses in Shanghai during the Republic of China.

Under the communication between the Continental Group and the political brokers hired by the hotel, the American military and political leaders who had established certain relationships with Winston and James according to the list given by Wang Yi also showed their sincerity in the next thirty years.

A few phone calls plus some share of overseas business were enough to get the British and American concessions in Shanghai to give them the green light to work overtime and ensure quality.

Wang Yi himself was also recalling his historical knowledge in this area.

Since the American loan sharking destiny that had blessed itself had shifted the time for the backlash to the middle of this year, that is to say, in the context of the current Great Depression, any major event in the middle of 1932 would have just affected the operation of the American destiny.

Then the country took this opportunity to pass the crisis on to itself, letting itself bear the consequences. This is really in line with the characteristics of capitalist countries.

But now Wang Yi had no idea at all. No matter how he tried to calm down, the American loan sharking country destiny, which had already ignited his fortune to the extreme, was affecting him.

It was already difficult for him to calm down with such interference, let alone cheat.

But Wang Yi is still not in a hurry. He may not be able to know the answer in advance, but he can't stop you Americans from missing questions for me.

Life goes on as usual under the premise of constant self-comfort.

The impact of the Great Depression is still continuing. New York is not so bad, at least the Continental Group and the Continental Hotel, which emerged during the Great Depression, support a large number of people, and there are also canned Spam luncheon meat and discounted alcoholic beverages specifically designed to target consumer downgrades.

Although the New York of this time and space is also miserable, it still retains some decency. The Continental Hotel and the Continental Group extend a helping hand to the impoverished New Yorkers in difficult times.

Because of its strict adherence to the eight-hour work system, no salary deductions, and occasional bonuses or products of equivalent value, it has also won a good reputation among New York citizens.

The positive benefit brought by this reputation is that as long as everyone has some pocket money to spend, they will give priority to buying Continental's products, forming a positive cycle.

In addition, there are night schools and private schools specifically for mainland hotel and group employees and their children, as well as hospitals.

In conjunction with the portraits of John Wick hanging in these public facilities, more of the faith of all living beings also gathered towards the god John Wick.

It’s not that Wang Yi doesn’t want to help expand the base, but sometimes things like welfare are not just about having too little but having uneven distribution. People can enjoy the benefits of mainland hotels and groups because they are employees.

You are not my co-workers, but you want to enjoy the same benefits as me?

What? Pay money? Pay money... No way! I earned it by working!

Moreover, rash expansion can easily lead to chaos. It's good like this now. We should develop in a low-key manner, expand slowly, and take one step at a time. This way, we won't get into trouble.

Feeling the pure Qi of faith of all living beings that is constantly accumulating in the god John Wick, even Wang Yi himself doesn't dare to say whether he can defeat the opponent in New York after eliminating the natural restraint mechanism.

And as time went by, Wang Yi also understood that even if the identity of the god John Wick was exposed, it would not have much impact.

Because of the great depression and the things done by Continental Hotels and Continental Group.

Even if John Wick is a real person, he has been deified through word of mouth and eyewitness accounts.

Now it has been revealed that John Wick is actually just a god created by the Qi of faith of these guys. This may be an idea for the middle and high-level people, but for most of the lower-level people.

Their ideas are simple.

'What? You said Mr. Wick is God?! The God we believe in?! That's perfect, just believe in him a little more. Mr. Wick is more real than God. If you believe in him, he will really do things for you! Moreover, he provided a helping hand to all his believers during the Great Depression. Mr. Wick, we respect you!'

These were not Wang Yi's own conjectures, but what he heard from the employees of the mainland hotels and groups through the characteristics of the gods when he shared consciousness with the god's incarnation John Wick.

It can only be said that the American people, who had not experienced the bombardment of hippie cultural trends and various policies that made the people ignorant and inhumane, were arrogant but had not gone completely astray.

At least it retains some of its simple undertones.

Without the strong support of these guys, John Wick, the new god who is less than three years old, would never be able to get such a big piece of cake from God in this monotheistic country.

Feeling the changes in his own incarnation of God, John Wick, Wang Yi felt that the wise man's famous saying was absolutely correct.

A person's success depends not only on personal efforts, but also on changes in the times.

Without this Great Depression, even if Wang Yi got the scroll with the feudal remnants of King Hong Tian, ​​it seemed that he would not be able to do anything. Even if he used it as a magic weapon, it would be useless.

As time passed, it quickly came to the 1932st year of the Republic of China, which was mid-May 5.

It was still an ordinary May. In the residence provided by the Behemoth Group, the influence of the American loan shark destiny bestowed on Wang Yi had reached a substantial level.

The place where Wang Yi lives is considered a high-end apartment. Although there are fewer people here now, the style has not changed.

But once you enter the unit where Wang Yi is, you feel like you have traveled through several decades of time. The whole place is all show and no substance.

It seemed particularly out of place for Wang Yi, who was dressed neatly, to live here.

Fortunately, the current fortunes of the United States are only focused on Wang alone, and do not involve his incarnation, the god John Wick, and his assets.

But it's hard to say what will happen later. John Wick, the incarnation of the god, serves as an emergency third-party contact in this magical game where American loan sharks and national destiny backfire against Wang Yi.

Once the backlash of fortune begins, John Wick, the god who was born based on the American national faith, with New York as his breeding ground and Wang Yi as his guide, will be forced to take action under the influence of the American national fortune.

This is his limitation as a god, but for Wang Yi, the attack made by the god's incarnation John Wick on him is the least dangerous.

It can also completely separate the two identities of Wang Yi and John Wick.

Just as Wang Yi continued to use his own cultivation to resist the influence of the American destiny on himself, news also came from John Wick, the god who was sharing information with him and was in charge of the Continental Hotel.

This news also made Wang Yi understand why the downturn in the fortunes of the United States would be extended to the middle of this year because of the issue of high-quality soybean varieties.

"Mr. Wick, I need to ask you something from our friend, Army Chief of Staff Douglas MacArthur."

"explain."

"He asked if our group could help take in a group of veterans who had retired from the World War and their families."

When Winston told Wang Yi the whole story and passed it to him through the god's incarnation John Wick, Wang Yi's previously blocked thoughts were completely opened up.

So here is the answer.

He now knew what event in American history had caused the backlash against the United States. To sum it up in one sentence: Old soldiers never die, it's just that their tracks are a little sticky.

(End of this chapter)