Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Everyone in the world is selfish, and everyone wants to eat alone.

But don't you see that the world has never had a real monopoly oligarchy.

JP. Morgan controlled the nation's financial industry and saved the U.S. economy countless times in the U.S. financial crisis. But with the sinking of the Titanic, he had to appear in court for trial and died depressingly two months later.

Rockefeller controlled the refined oil market in the United States and determined the price of refined oil in the United States, but he had to split Rockefeller's cross-holding.

Until the establishment of the "Federal Reserve" as a symbol, after three generations of hard work, John Pierpont Morgan Jr. and members of the Rockefeller, Mellon, DuPont and other families cross-shared shares, and finally succeeded in combining their family wealth with the United States. Wealth is "melted" into one body like casting.

In this way, they and family members of banks and corporate shareholders under other consortiums can enjoy the United States for generations, unless the US government collapses, or a certain family or a certain family member’s shares in twelve Federal Reserve Banks are taken by other families Lose.

Explain what?

The world has rules.

Eating alone is a dead end, no matter how powerful you are. Only by being good at sharing with others can we live longer and more nourished.

Night came slowly.

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

However, 80% of the residents of Leningrad have no intention of enjoying the beautiful night view, hungry and alcohol addiction that can torture people to death, making people want to die directly.

"We need food!"

"We need vodka!"

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

Thousands of people walked on the streets with torches, appealing for the urgent needs of living materials.

No, it's not asking.

They just want to buy something, to get something.

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

It's a terrible environment.

As autumn approaches, the awareness of the harshness of winter is making people more and more apprehensive.

At the same time, tens of kilometers away from the parade crowd, the world-renowned Summer Palace is holding a grand and luxurious night banquet.

The banquet hall is the most gorgeous part of the entire palace. Looking up, there are crystal-clear branch chandeliers hanging under the ceiling of the huge oil painting. gold jewelry. All of these show a magnificent royal style under the illumination of lights and floors.

As far as the eye can see, it is resplendent and resplendent, making people feel like they are in a golden palace.

In the center of the banquet hall, a sexy and charming hostess was dressed in a blue low-necked evening dress. The beauty of mountains and mountains attracted the attention of many people present.

Next to the hostess, Robert John was wearing the most elegant tuxedo, thanking all the guests present with a knightly ceremony.

"Distinguished gentlemen, beautiful ladies. Thank you for taking your precious time out of your busy schedule to attend tonight's banquet. On behalf of Nanbo Bank, thank you for your kind participation. Let's cheer together!"

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

After drinking the bright red liquid in the cup in one gulp, he made another big gift.

"We have prepared the best red wine and the most precious deep-sea caviar. Now, please enjoy it to your heart's content!"

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Amidst the discussions, Robert stepped down from the high stage and greeted everyone who came to the banquet from time to time wherever he went. When he walked into a group of people who were obviously a small circle, he showed the most sincere smile on his face.

Mud Boy Karoski, Andrei Sidorov, Eugene Yuri Tovsky and a group of eight people with different identities, a fusion of the Soviet Union's political, business, and military leaders, all from Nanbo One of the bank's behind-the-scenes controlling shareholders.

Several people smiled at each other knowingly, picked up the wine glass and drank the intoxicating contents.

the next day.

At nine o'clock in the morning, with the help of last night's sexy host, Robert John changed into a suit and stepped out of the summer palace.

In front of the Great Palace stands the statue of Hercules Samson fighting a lion. Samson stretched the lion's upper and lower jaws with both hands, and the spring water shot out from the lion's mouth, and the water jet continued to spray out. Hundreds of fountains erupt from time to time, and under the blue sky and white clouds, the fountain group shines with gilded brilliance and the silver shadow of water flow.

The golden sculpture is bathed in the water curtain, and the jade beads are splashing, dazzling. Walking in the quiet 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 fountain group. Following the arrival of Robert John, two female soldiers in short military uniforms and loaded with live ammunition respectfully opened the door of the car and followed him into the car.

The car starts silently.

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

Through the car windows, you can see that crowds of Leningrad residents lined up at the entrances of major state-run shopping malls early on.

But no one knows whether they can buy the necessities they need.

Occasionally around the back of the mall, you can see what seems to be the staff of the mall, and some people who seem to be vendors are sneaking and communicating. When people dressed as vendors hand out a lot of money, there will be more empty shopping malls. A lot of living supplies came out.

White bread, brown bread, potatoes, wheat, and even vodka, which many people dream of.

The car is far away, and the specific process of exchanging money for goods cannot be seen, but anyone can imagine that most of the supplies that have been on the black market all come from major state-owned stores.

After crossing a street and turning around two bends, the car arrived in front of a simple and elegant European-style building.

Several large characters hang above the building.

Bank of the USSR.

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

There is already a long queue at the bank.

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

According to the bank's regulations, the amount of cash that can be withdrawn per person per day is limited, so when you need money, you must come to the bank as soon as possible to queue up to withdraw money.

There was a long human-shaped queue of hundreds of people, noisy and messy, and behind the counter were obasan bank clerks with swollen faces. Whenever a client came to the window sill, she would show a look of impatience, as if complaining about the endless work every day.

Really bad quality.

Robert John murmured in his heart that as a bank employee, his service attitude towards these bank employees made him feel ashamed to be with such people.

Queuing, it is naturally impossible to queue.

Picking up the phone, Robert John dialed a number.

Soon, a man came down from the bank upstairs, pushed everyone away, and welcomed John up to the second floor.

Boston, Harvard University campus.

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

In three days, the two visited all the schools along the Charles River, and this was the last stop.

Soon, the two 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 brought it to Song Xiaodan's cherry red lips.

Coo, coo!

The white neck squirmed a few times, and the water in the mouth went down.

Watching people drink water is actually a different kind of enjoyment sometimes. But being watched by Shen Jiannan all the time, Song Xiaodan gradually became a little uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at?"

"Baby. How did I find that you are getting more and more beautiful."

Shen Jiannan said with a smile.

But what he said was all the truth.

Song Xiaodan's complexion has always been very delicate, but two days ago, her fair face rarely had any blush, and it looked like a faint dark yellow.

Now, that yellowish color is gone,

She has a charming demeanor, bright eyes and white teeth, almond eyes and peach cheeks, beautiful eyes looking forward, and dizzy cheeks.

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

Exaggerated by Shen Jiannan, Song Xiaodan's heart was as sweet as honey, and there was a smile and sweetness in his eyes.

Swallowing the last sip of water, she brought the remaining half of the bottle to Shen Jiannan's lips.

"You know how to fool me all day long."

"Honey. I'm just telling the truth. Didn't you look in the mirror yourself?"

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Women, who would not care about their appearance.

Song Xiaodan found out a long time ago that not only has his complexion improved a lot recently, but even his spirit seems to be much stronger than before.

But how can such a thing be admitted.

"Baby. You have to thank me for my hard work. Look, how beautiful you are."

It's worth it.

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

"Smelly rascal. I'll kill you."

"Oh! You murdered your husband. Help!"

"Don't run away!"

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The two were chattering, laughing, and chasing each other in the elegant campus, their laughter and laughter aroused the envy of passers-by.

But how could a girl's physical strength be stronger than a man's?

It didn't take long for Song Xiaodan to be out of breath from exhaustion, and the blush on her delicate face became more and more obvious, making people think of her most beautiful moment.

a long time.

Song Xiaodan succumbed, and instantly changed from a rambunctious shrew to a charming young lady, leaning limply on Shen Jiannan's chest, otherwise, she might fall to the ground.

"Baby. I have a better way to beautify the skin. Let's go back and try it later?"

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