Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, thinking about relatives every festive season.

Yaozhi brothers climbed the heights, and one less cornel was inserted everywhere.

Honolulu, United States.

Song Jun sat at home and looked at the various gifts from the company's old brother Kunzhong and the younger generations. His eyes were a little lost.

It's the Double Ninth Festival again.

But he can only stay on the other side of the ocean in this foreign country.

I don't know how Qingqing is at home.

Will there be a **** like Zhang Changrong to harass her.

Does she miss me too.

Why don't you call me.

The father and daughter joined their hearts, watching Song Junhun's unwillingness, Song Xiaodan who came from Boston secretly laughed.

"Dad. Are you thinking of my mother?"

Being teased by his daughter, Song Jun's face was a little uncontrollable.

Don't I want to face the old Song?

"No! What I want her to do."

Puff--

Song Xiaodan was amused by Song Jun's neck twisting expression. Lying was a bit good. Shen Jiannan never blinked when lying.

Suddenly thinking of Shen Jiannan, the smile on Song Xiaodan's face gradually disappeared.

This bastard, don't come to see me either!

"Miss that bastard?"

"No, I think what he did."

"Haha—"

Song Xiaodan raised his neck proudly, the same answer and the exact same action made Song Jun laugh.

No loss is my old Song's daughter.

This time it was Song Xiaodan's turn that he couldn't help it.

"Dad. If you miss my mother, go back and see her, how long have you not returned to China."

"Hey, now the United States is undergoing a general election, and the final result is not coming. I really can't let it go."

Song Xiaodan opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

At the end of April, a serious riot broke out in Los Angeles. The rioters initially targeted Korean shops, and later spread to the entire Asian city.

The cause of the incident was a small shop in Koreatown in Los Angeles. A 15-year-old black girl entered a convenience store run by a Korean woman and put a bottle of orange juice in her backpack. The store owner found it during surveillance.

The Korean shopkeeper caught the black girl. The black girl was over 1.8 meters tall. The shopkeeper was a South Korean woman in her fifties. During the dispute, the black girl beat the Korean shopkeeper three times and knocked her down.

The South Korean shopkeeper later regained the drink, drew a gun when the black girl turned around, shot the girl at close range and shot the girl in the back of the head, causing her death on the spot.

Later, the court convicted the South Korean shopkeeper without premeditated murder, but only sentenced to five years of probation, fines, and community labor.

The blacks were reluctant now, and since then they have forged a relationship with the Koreans.

In the same year, a 27-year-old black youth named Rodney King was released on parole. He was previously sentenced to two years for robbing a convenience store after drinking. During the parole, the court imposed a prohibition order against him, but that night he and two The friend was drunk.

After driving on the highway in Jiuxing and speeding to 180 kilometers, he was found by the patrol police and directly wanted for a star.

Jin did not stop and continued running the red light, with the intention of getting rid of the chase of the police car. Wanted to rise to three stars, and finally dispatched more than 20 police cars and helicopters, the police forced him into a dead end and forced the vehicle to stop.

But this person may be drinking too much, violently resisting arrest, and seeing that the girl in the police looks good, and there are a few classic moves of standing up and sending off.

Since Jin has been a professional baseball player since he was a child, he is 1.88 meters tall and weighs more than 110 kilograms. He does not have much fat in his fitness all year round. After the police used non-lethal weapons and received two 50,000-volt stun guns. Kim is still fine, and the four policemen have not been able to subdue him.

Later, the police drew out their baton and beat them over the head and face for more than 50 times before begging for mercy and giving up resistance.

This process was recorded by the good guys and sent to the TV station. In order to attract eyeballs, the TV station was squeezing heads and tails and scrolling on the TV, only broadcasting the dozens of seconds of the police beating the fallen gold on the ground.

The previous shooting incidents were full of old hatreds and new hatreds. On the day the court ruled that the police were not guilty, the blacks began beating, smashing and looting the targets of more than 2,000 shops in Koreatown.

Facing the menacing gangsters, the Koreans were panicked at first and immediately contacted the Los Angeles police.

In the United States, the police have the right to put their own safety above the safety of others. Therefore, the witty Los Angeles police made full use of legal weapons to protect themselves: they directly gave up the security in many areas of Los Angeles and took the best policy.

Koreatown, reduced to anarchy, immediately became a battlefield.

The black men armed with guns were killed from Koreatown to Huaxia City, making Chinese Americans the target of attacks. Even in the later stages of the riots, these rioters even robbed the shops of blacks and Latinos, and their own black brothers’ shops could not be robbed. The Korean woman who shot the black girl her shop was also torched.

But in the end, only one Korean who resisted organized and disciplined died, while the number of Chinese victims who suffered unorganized and undisciplined disasters reached nearly 1,000.

As the largest organization and party of Chinese in the United States, Zhi Gong Party has always been concerned about this matter, hoping to strengthen the position of Chinese in the United States, and no longer occur in this kind of time that is randomly slaughtered and robbed by African Americans.

And now that the United States is facing a general election, it is undoubtedly an opportunity for the Chinese community to appeal for rights.

Song Jun did not return to China during the Mid-Autumn Festival, in order to bet on the new president before the election result came out, hoping that the new president would win a little personal rights for the Chinese community in his administration.

But although the idea is good, it is difficult to execute.

President Bush Sr. represented the Republican Party, behind which were the leaders of the Rockefeller family, the Koch family, the Le Meron family, the DuPont consortium, the Cleveland consortium, and the Texas consortium. These steel and oil tycoons were representatives of the wealthy, and they were also petrochemicals. Giants also have a prominent military industry to end the Cold War and end the nuclear crisis.

Song Jun asked for meetings several times in the name of the chairman of the Yixing company, but he was closed.

Not to mention seeing people, not even a hair.

Can support other people and have no chance of winning.

Although Ross Perot is rich and has become a reform party to participate in the election, in American history, it is basically a game history between the Democratic Party and the Republican Party.

Even if Perot behaved like a dark horse and won 19% of the votes, he could play against Bush, who was in full swing, and supported by major Republican consortia, Perot had no chance of winning at all.

William Clinton, elected by the Democratic Party, has no chance of winning.

He is young, with little seniority, and is of civilian origin.

Although there are financial consortia like Morgan, Boston consortium, Citi consortium, Jewish consortium, California consortium, Chicago consortium, these financial consortiums support, but his own basic market is too bad.

After all, Bush had a steady win.

But the problem is that Song Jun can't see people at all, let alone appeal for the rights of the Chinese, and he doesn't even go to the door to give money to others.

"It would be great if Jiannan was there."

Seeing his father's sad face, Song Xiaodan sighed and said subconsciously.

This made Song Jun feel very uncomfortable.

"What can he do. This is not determined by the luck of the financial market. The major consortia have fought for more than a hundred years. With the current power of the Republican Party, even the Democratic Party has to avoid its peak. Although he is a little capable, he He is not qualified to blend in this level of competition."

"Old Song. I said why I have been sneezing for the past two days. The feeling is that you speak ill of me behind your back."

As soon as the sound came in from outside, a young man in a suit and leather shoes strode in with a gift.

It was not Shen Jiannan who had just got off the plane.

But when he saw Song Xiaodan there, the ridiculous smile on his face changed in an instant, just like the fart before, there was no hint of abuse.

Song Jun was not ashamed of this guy's change of face, he twisted his neck and didn't even look at him straight.

Shen Jiannan was so thick-skinned, he didn't care what he said before, winked at Song Xiaodan, smiled flatly and put the present on the table.

"Dad. This Double Ninth Festival, this is the moon cake my mother asked me to give you and made it by myself. This is my mother who asked me to give you some chrysanthemum wine, which was also made by us."

puff!

Song Xiaodan was amused by Shen Jiannan's serious words.

My mom and my mom, if they change someone else, they have to be stupid.

Song Jun was also not angry, wanted to laugh, but felt that the smile was too shameful now, and the old handsome face became a little weird.

"You kid, you can play tricks."

"Dad. Shen Jiannan, I'm not the one who plays tricks. How are you doing well recently?"

He fart solemnly, without waiting for Song Jun to answer, Shen Jiannan sat down on the sofa next to Song Xiaodan unceremoniously, and took apart the moon cake he brought, half-breaking it to Song Xiaodan's lips.

"Baby. My mother made this in a week, and I specially asked me to bring it to you to taste."

Song Jun was also eating mooncakes. The walnuts, peanuts and rock candy hearts were crispy, just right, but when she saw his daughter being fooled by Shen Jiannan's nonsense, she was almost drunk. He really wanted to hit Shen Jiannan's head with the half-drawn mooncake in his hand.

Obviously, this guy is just running the train and fooling people.

It's a pity that Shen Jiannan didn't have the consciousness of showing her affection to die quickly. He held the moon cake and tried **** Song Xiaodan's mouth.

His father is still here, Song Xiaodan was so embarrassed to move his mouth, her pretty face floated up with red clouds, and he gave a grotesque look.

"How do you know I'm here."

Okay, this is a good question, but it's Song Jun's daughter.

Song Jun happily almost clapped his hands and cheered, full of anticipation, preparing to watch Shen Jiannan deflated.

"Last night the stars and last night's wind, Guitang East, west of the painting building.

Without Caifeng's flying wings, his heart is clear and clear.

You have been living in my heart, I will not feel where you go. "

Go to hell, scumbag.

Song Jun took aim at the trash can as Shen Jiannan, spit out severely, he had seen such shameless things before, so he had never seen such shameless things.

As for Song Xiaodan, his smiling eyes were almost narrowed, although she knew that Shen Jiannan was telling lies.

"It will be greasy, it must be Jelena and the others telling you."

"Oh. How can you even guess this? You are so smart that you don't give people a way to survive."

"Humph! You thought I couldn't guess."

"..."

Song Jun was full of black lines.

They all say that their daughters follow their fathers, but why is this daughter so naive.

If it weren't for Song Xiaodan's eyes to be the same as him, he would doubt if this daughter was his own.

"Jiannan. You know about the Los Angeles riots. Dad has been worrying about how to improve the status of our Chinese in the United States. Can you do anything."

After eating the mooncakes that her mother-in-law asked her man to bring, Song Xiaodan wiped her mouth, looking at Shen Jiannan with hope.

When he first entered the door, Shen Jiannan actually vaguely heard the conversation in the room, and now Song Xiaodan mentioned it, he immediately linked the cause and effect.

"This is not really a problem. If the Chinese group can support a president to get some political talks before the final result of the U.S. election, after two terms, it will be very helpful for the status of the Chinese. If it can be more Supporting a few presidents can consolidate the status of the Chinese. Although it is impossible to improve to the level of white people, at least it will not be as good as the old black."

"This is all nonsense."

Song Jun rolled his eyes without anger, his tone was unabashedly mocking.

Shen Jiannan smiled shamelessly, staring straight at Song Jun and said, "Dad. The radical method is useless for me. If you want to know what I have to suggest, you might as well just say it."

To be darker than his face, Song Jun is not bad at all. This guy is not embarrassed by Shen Jiannan's dismantling. He still sarcastically said: "There are military blessings to end the Cold War and eliminate the nuclear crisis, and there is the support of the Republican Party, UU reading www.uukanshu. The re-election of Bush Sr. is already a certainty, but the Republican Party has always held an anti-China attitude, and they are not bad for money. What can you do?"

Shen Jiannan stretched out a finger and shook it seriously.

"It"sThe, Stupid!"

After rubbing, Song Jun bounced off the sofa.

"Who are you stupid?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Jiannan was taken aback, and quickly waved his hand to defend: "I mean the problem is the economy, idiot."

This is okay.

Song Jun's face was as dark as a wok, and his face also flashed with anger. Song Xiaodan couldn't help but Shen Jiannan got in the way.

"Dad. What are you doing!"

"Dandan, didn't you hear what the **** just said? He called me a fool."

Song Xiaodan didn't care about these things, and guarded Shen Jiannan more strictly, not just a fool, as for the hands and feet.

"Dad! You forgot that you swear to my mother never to do it again?"

Damn it?

Lao Song really has tracheitis.

Shen Jiannan didn't think the matter was too big, so he made up his mind as Song Jun knelt on the durian and swore to He Qingqing.

Song Jun is so angry.

Back then, he was young and vigorous and relied on his kung fu to act with people. Once he was injured. He Qingqing had to make a poisonous oath to break up with him and never act with others again.

But this kind of thing is so embarrassing that the daughter actually said it in front of outsiders.

It's really not in the female college!

Thinking about Song Xiaodan secretly filling Shen Jiannan with money back then, Song Junqi's eyes were red.

Shen Jiannan saw it badly and never dared to behave.

"Dad. Don't be angry, I'm not saying you are a fool. I'm talking about Clinton. Didn't you pay attention to his campaign slogan?"