Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Everyone is selfish, and everyone wants to eat alone.

But... You don’t see the world as there has never been a real monopoly.

JP Morgan controlled the entire US financial industry and rescued the US economy countless times during the US financial crisis. However, with the sinking of the Titanic, he had to appear in court for trial and died depressed two months later.

Rockefeller controlled the U.S. refined oil market to determine the U.S. refined oil price, but Rockefeller had to split and cross-hold.

It was not until the establishment of the "Federal Reserve" as a sign that, after three generations of efforts, John Pierpont Morgan Jr. and Rockefeller, Mellon, DuPont and other family members cross-shareholding, finally succeeded in bringing their family wealth to the United States. Wealth "melts" like a casting.

In this way, they and other family members of banks and corporate shareholders of other consortia can enjoy the United States for generations, unless the U.S. government collapses, or a family or family member’s shares in the twelve Federal Reserve Banks are eaten by other families. Drop.

Explain what?

The world has rules.

Eating alone is a dead end, no matter how powerful you are. You must be good at sharing with others in order to live longer and more moisturized.

The night came slowly.

When the black sky is lit by stars, it looks like diamonds shining in the starry sky.

However, 80% of the residents of Leningrad have no intention of admiring the beautiful night scenes. The starvation and alcohol addiction that can torture people to death make people want to die directly.

"We need food!"

"We need vodka!"

"..."

As the second largest industrial city in the Soviet Union, Leningrad Oblast has a population of millions of people, but now the security here is out of control.

Thousands of people walked on the streets with torches, calling for the urgent needs of life.

No, it's not asking.

They just want to buy things, they want to buy things.

But in the national shopping malls, the shelves are always empty, and many people have not tasted vodka for a long time.

This is a very bad environment.

With the advent of autumn, the consciousness of the cold winter makes people more and more worried.

At the same time, dozens of kilometers away from the parade, the famous Summer Palace is hosting a grand and luxurious night banquet.

The banquet hall is the most beautiful place in the entire palace. Looking up, there are crystal clear branch chandeliers hanging from the ceiling of the huge oil painting. Looking down at the feet, the floor with complicated patterns is spliced ​​into gorgeous colors, and the walls are decorated with gilt. Gold jewelry. All these show a magnificent royal style under the light and floor.

The place where you can see is magnificent and magnificent, making people feel in a golden palace.

In the center of the banquet hall, a **** and charming hostess, dressed in a blue low-neck evening dress, attracted the attention of many people in the presence of the beauty of the mountains.

Beside the hostess, Robert John, dressed in the most elegant tuxedo, thanked all the guests present in a cavalier manner.

"Dear gentlemen and beautiful ladies. Thank you for taking your time out of your busy schedule to attend tonight's banquet. On behalf of China Southern Bank, I thank you for your kind participation. Let's toast together!"

Under everyone's attention, the red-faced Robert raised his glass.

He drank the bright red liquid in the cup, and he gave another big gift.

"We have prepared the best red wine and the most precious deep-sea caviar. Now, please enjoy it!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion. Robert walked off the high platform and greeted everyone who came to the banquet from time to time wherever he went. When he walked into a crowd of people who were obviously in a small circle, he showed the most sincere smile on his face.

Niwa Karowski, Andrei Sidorov, Eugene Yuri Tovsky...a group of eight people, with different identities, integrating the three major circles of Soviet politics, business, and military Guy, Quan is one of the controlling shareholders of Nanbo Bank.

Several people smiled at each other knowingly, and took the wine glass to dry down the intoxicating glass.

The next day.

At nine o'clock in the morning, with the help of the **** host last night, Robert John changed his suit and stepped out of the gate of the summer residence.

In front of the big palace stood a statue of the Hercules Samson and the lion fighting each other. Samson opened the lion's jaws with both hands, and the spring water burst into the sky from the lion's mouth, and the jet of water continued to spray out. Hundreds of fountains erupted from time to time, and the group of fountains was shining with gilt brilliance and silver shadows of water under the blue sky and white clouds.

The yellow gold sculpture is bathed in the water curtain, and the jade beads are splashing, dazzling. Walking in the secluded and tall forest, every time you walk a short distance, splashing jade beads will flash in front of your eyes.

A dark Rolls Royce was facing the fountains. With the arrival of Robert John, two female soldiers in short uniforms with live ammunition respectfully opened the car door and followed him into the car.

The car moved silently.

About half an hour, from the outskirts to the bustling city center.

Through the car window, you can see that groups of Leningrad residents lined up early at the gates of major state-run shopping malls.

But no one knows whether they can buy the living supplies they need.

Occasionally bypassing the back of the mall, you can see that there are people who seem to be shop staff, who are sneakingly communicating with some people who seem to be vendors. When people dressed as vendors hand out a lot of money, there will be more empty malls. A large amount of living supplies came out.

White bread, black bread, potatoes, wheat, and even the vodka that many people dream of.

When the car goes away, we can't see the specific process of exchanging money for goods, but everyone can think that most of the supplies on the black market come from major state-owned stores.

Crossing a avenue and then rounding two bends, the car arrived in front of a quaint and atmospheric European-style building.

Several large characters hang above the building.

Bank of the Soviet Union.

After getting out of the car, Robert John adjusted his suit and, accompanied by Zhang Wei and two female soldiers, walked into the lobby of the bank.

There is already a long line in the bank.

There are women, middle-aged people, old people, and young people.

According to bank regulations, the amount of cash that each person can withdraw per day is limited, so when you need to use money, you must come to the bank as soon as possible to line up to withdraw money.

Hundreds of people are long, turbulent and messy. Behind the counter is a full-faced Obasan bank employee. Whenever a client walked to the window sill, she would show a look of impatience, as if she was complaining about the unfinished work every day.

What a terrible quality.

Robert John slandered in his heart. As a bank employee, his attitude towards these bank employees gave him a feeling of being ashamed of such a group of people.

Line up, it is naturally impossible to line up.

Picking up the phone, Robert John dialed a number.

Soon, a man walked downstairs from the bank, pushed everyone away, and greeted John on the second floor.

Boston, Harvard University campus.

Song Xiaodan took Shen Jiannan's arm and introduced him to the humanistic environment of Harvard University.

In three days, the two traveled to all schools on the Charles River. This was the last stop.

Soon, the two of them were a little tired from walking, and rested on a wooden bench. Shen Jiannan took out the water he was carrying, unscrewed the cap and sent it to Song Xiaodan's cherry-red lips.

Goo, goo!

The white neck squirmed several times, and his mouth was underwater.

Sometimes watching people drink water is actually a different kind of enjoyment. But being watched by Shen Jiannan, Song Xiaodan gradually became a little uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at."

"Baby. How did I find you look better and better."

Shen Jiannan said with a smile.

But it's all the truth.

Song Xiaodan's complexion has always been very delicate, but in the first two days, her fair face rarely blushed, and it looked like a faint dark yellow.

Now, the pale yellow is gone,

The look is coquettish, with bright eyes and white teeth, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, beautiful eyes and dizzy cheeks.

The whole face is as clean as a mirror, and even Ruxue's neck seems to be getting more delicate. It makes people want to go up and kiss Fangze.

Being exaggerated by Shen Jiannan, Song Xiaodan's heart is as sweet as honey, and his eyes are filled with smile and sweetness.

After swallowing the last sip of water, she brought most of the remaining bottle of water to Shen Jiannan's lips.

"Knowing to fool me all day."

"Baby. I'm just telling the truth. You didn't look in the mirror yourself?"

"..."

Woman, who doesn't care about her face.

Song Xiaodan has long discovered that not only has his skin color really improved recently, but also his spirit seems to be much stronger than before.

But how can this kind of thing be admitted.

"Baby. You have to thank me for my hard work, look, how beautiful it moisturizes you."

This is okay.

Song Xiaodan was so embarrassed and angry that he raised his fist and beat Shen Jiannan.

"Smelly hooligan. I will kill you."

"Oh! My husband murdered. Help!"

"Don't you run!"

"..."

The two were making a fuss, UU reading www.uukanshu. com smiled, chasing in the elegant campus, the laughter aroused the envy of passers-by.

But how can girls be stronger than men?

It didn't take long before Song Xiaodan was so tired and panting, the blush on her delicate face became more obvious, and people couldn't help but think of her most beautiful moment.

a long time.

Song Xiaodan succumbed, and instantly changed from a spooky shrew to Miss Jiaojiao, leaning softly on Shen Jiannan's chest, otherwise, she might fall to the ground.

"Baby. I have a better way of beautifying and beautifying. Let's try it later?"

"..."