Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

The majestic Lion Garden is luxurious and full of history. The moment you step into it, you can appreciate the faint heart of the former Tsarist Russian queen.

Robert John likes it very much.

As a knight and nobleman, the admiration for the royal family is engraved in his bones. Here, every night in the Lion Garden will be particularly beautiful and colorful.

The Queen of Tsarist Russia, in those old days, had dated dozens of lovers here.

It's no different than normal.

Although there are demonstrations everywhere in the streets of Leningrad, Moscow, Ukraine, and even in the Soviet Union, the Lion Garden, the former royal garden, is still a paradise.

There are gentlemen in black tuxedos holding wine glasses politely, officers in military uniform are smiling and circling with the enchanting Yingying Yanyan in the banquet hall, and there are high-ranking officials with slightly mottled foreheads but still red and full of wealth Smile freely.

Many dignitaries from the northern cities of the Soviet Union came, as well as wealthy businessmen or bankers from all over the world, neon people, French, Americans... No one understands why these people who are obviously hostile camps often gather together for banquets .

The atmosphere in the banquet hall is very good, and there will be a burst of laughter from time to time. Obviously, these people from all over the world are chatting very happily.

Of course, as the highest-level exchange gathering in Leningrad, there is always no shortage of brightly dressed ladies and beauties in this kind of place.

There are girls in white dresses shyly responding to the approach of their lovers, there is a young woman in light blue who smiles and flirts with people, and there are gorgeous girls in the most beautiful dresses, holding wine glasses from one circle to another .

Here, as long as you know a noble person, you can save ten years of detours, and even have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime.

Elegant girls, charming ladies, but nothing else, all in the brightest and brightest gowns. Tightening up and loosening down, it outlines a fascinating arc, and the floating white under the neck is dazzling.

Having stayed in China for fifteen years, Robert knows a lot of Chinese idioms.

A most unique idiom suddenly came to my mind.

The branches trembled.

With the laughter of the women in the banquet hall, the majestic mountains will tremble unceasingly, as white and attractive as snow lotus, but it is not just the flowers and branches trembling.

"Hi! Robert. My friend."

A middle-aged man in a tuxedo yelled and walked up to Robert John. As soon as he approached, he stretched out his arms to greet him.

Anthony Odkin.

Director of the Leningrad office of the State Bank of the USSR.

Fat head and big ears, his face is full of oil, and when he smiles, his eyes are almost invisible, which makes it difficult to have a good impression.

Shameless guy.

Robert John cursed in his heart, a feeling of nausea surged, the two of them were too close, and they could almost see the spots and holes on Anthony Oldkin's face, in which there was a disgusting black substance everywhere .

However, even though it was disgusting, Robert still showed the most enthusiastic smile, his eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his arms like Odkin.

"Anthony, my dearest friend. Nice to see you."

"My friend. You are late."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for that, but it happened for a reason."

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"Hi, John. You're late for work today."

"Oh. I'm so sorry."

With the arrival of Robert John, some people who were familiar with him came over to say hello. Whether it was a dignitary or a gorgeous girl present, everyone had the most sincere smile on their faces.

In today's high society in Leningrad, there are too few people who don't know the philanthropist Robert John.

This Mr. Cavalier from England is famous for his generosity and kindness.

Charitable donations start at $100,000, and the banquets are never charged. Such generosity is really unimaginable.

Of course, it's another thing for someone to say behind his back that this guy is a fat idiot.

No one dislikes such a generous gentleman.

"Mr. John. I miss you so much."

A slim and beautiful woman came over, and took Robert's arm as soon as she arrived.

Irina Tarasova, the hostess of Leningrad Radio Station, known for her pure beauty, is the dream lover of countless men and boys in Leningrad. Many people have this hostess on their bedside Pure and touching poster.

However, since she met Robert John, this pure and beautiful woman fell in love with Mr. Knight from England deeply.

Love gets carried away, love goes through fire and water.

Now, he doesn't even care about other people's eyes, and doesn't care about the impact on his popularity. He takes the initiative to hold Robert's arm, and his hard-to-turn chest trembles against Robert's arm.

The people in the banquet hall looked sideways.

Men's eyes are mostly playful, while women's eyes are mostly jealousy or contempt.

Being able to come here, who hasn't thought about it yet.

This old guy Robert is already fifty years old, fat like a big white pig, Irina is young and pure and charming, there is no way she will really fall in love with such an old guy.

Of course, Robert is well aware of this.

But so what.

That night in the other garden, Irina beneath her was like Queen Katerina reborn.

As a knight, it is instinct to submit to the imperial power, but when the whole of Tsarist Russia surrenders under him, there is nothing more glorious than this.

Letting Irina hold her arm, Robert smiled and greeted the acquaintances around him. As a Soviet forward, he knew exactly what his mission was.

In the banquet in the Central District, layers of delicacies piled up like hills, and the silverware of the royal dishes supported all kinds of delicacies, deep-sea fish, and rare delicacies made by the royal secrets. The goblets were piled up layer by layer like an attic, and the handsome waiter in white was pouring wine from the bottle.

Red wine, transparent wine glass.

Under the light, it exudes fascinating psychedelic colors.

Here, compared with the lack of supplies outside, it is like two completely different worlds.

Passing by the wine seat, Robert picked up a wine glass casually, the pride and gratitude in his heart cannot be described.

The former John's family was glorious. Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the John's family were even honored as dukes, but the glory was eventually submerged, and the past glory disappeared in the dust of history.

In Robert John's generation, the honor of the family is only the humblest title of knight.

When he was young, Robert was as proud as other young people. He wanted to restore the glory of John's family. In order to accomplish this goal, he resolutely entered the banking industry.

Because as a native Englishman, he knew very well that if he wanted to gain a foothold in the upper class, finance was the shortest way.

Until he was sent to China to serve.

Stay for fifteen years.

At that time, Robert's heart was hopeless, the bitter cold place was almost like ignorance, except for disaster and pain, there was only poverty.

"Hi John!"

Passing by a small circle, people familiar with Robert raised their glasses and greeted them. Putting away their thoughts, they picked up the wine glass and raised it. They took a sip of the mellow wine, which made people feel a little dizzy.

"Robert. Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Ivan from the National Security Council. Ivan, this is my good friend Robert John. You can also call him Robert like me."

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