Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, covering the whole New York in a white world.

Pieces of snowflakes are crystal clear and look like dancing elves in the breeze, covering up the filth and filth of this world. At this moment, everything becomes particularly beautiful and silent.

Shen Jiannan stood in front of the window, watching Avril Lavigne laughing happily on the snow, with a pure and peaceful smile on his face that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

A seventeen-year-old girl would naturally not have any surprises when she encounters this kind of flower bush veteran.

Even, Avril Lavigne is one of the heirs cultivated by the Morgan family since childhood.

But money is something that can enrich a person's temperament, and it can make people stronger and more confident.

With the soul of two lifetimes, Shen Jiannan has an irresistible charm in every gesture.

Calm, confident, yet personable, flamboyant, domineering, yet gentlemanly and polite, with a dignified and stern temperament, but the words he speaks can almost melt everything.

Avril Lavigne is only seventeen years old after all, how can she stand the devil's trap intentionally or unintentionally.

What's more, just like Zhang Ailing said, the only way to the bottom of a woman's heart - the most direct is their body.

Therefore, Shen Jiannan relied on a three-inch sensuality, and in just a week, the little girl was licked by him to the point of losing her soul and laughing every day. How could she remember the humiliation that she was forced to do at the beginning.

"Shen. Aren't you coming down to play? I'm going to build the biggest snowman."

Through the window, Avril called out to Shen Jiannan with a smile all over her face, and there was a pure and sweet smile on her still young face.

Either the living standard of the Morgan family is very high, or it is because Avril Lavigne is not tall, and some parts of her body are particularly extraordinary. With her jumping up and cheering, it is hard to imagine that she is just a seventeen-year-old girl. girl.

Of course, taking a milk bath every day is a natural way to maintain such skin.

Shen Jiannan smiled and waved his hands. To be honest, he liked Avril quite a lot. Although he had seen all kinds of women in his two lifetimes, Avril's aura was simply not comparable to that of ordinary people.

It is no exaggeration to say that she is a princess.

Morgan has influenced the United States for nearly two centuries, and the real power is richer than more than half of the countries in the world.

As a direct female of the Morgan family, the treatment that Avril Lavigne enjoys is unimaginable even for princesses in ordinary countries.

Just like the princesses in the UK, they have to rely on the royal family’s appropriation for a fixed amount every month, but Avril Lavigne’s monthly charitable expenses for going to church may be the sum of all the princesses’ expenses of the British royal family.

Not to mention, since she was young, she has been trained in etiquette and philosophy from two completely different countries in the East and the West. In terms of wisdom alone, she has surpassed 99% of the princesses in the world.

From a distance, Avril could not hear what Shen Jiannan was saying, but she was still very happy to see Shen Jiannan waving at him.

She felt that Shen Jiannan was the one given by the God of Love.

Know her, understand her, tolerate her, and love her.

Before that, Avril never thought that there would be someone stronger than her grandfather in the world, yet so affectionate and understanding.

I want to build two snowmen, even if they die, they will melt together.

The young girl's spring heart sprouted, her face blushed, and she piled up a snowman with a rippling smile.

When Shen Jiannan heard the footsteps, he didn't turn his head, but looked at all this with a faint smile.

People in this world always have too much involuntary.

Even the emperor who was hailed as the supreme in ancient times had to compromise and tolerate time and time again in the face of various forces.

Just like the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, the seventy-two concubines of the Sangong and Six Courtyards were envied by later generations.

But who knew that every emperor could only cover his eyes at night when he saw his queen and concubine, turning himself into a visually impaired person.

Why?

Otherwise, I would have to vomit all the food I ate at night on the bed.

Love is already a very distant word from people like myself.

But if you can like it when you have to, it is already the best result.

"This year's snow seems to have come a little earlier."

It was the voice of Little Hunter Morgan. Shen Jiannan already knew it was him when he heard the footsteps before.

Of course, it could only be Little Hunter Morgan.

Because although there are more than 700 people managing this manor, the only people who can come to his room are Hunter Jr. and Avril Lavigne.

Shen Jiannan didn't look back, but nodded seriously as he watched the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Also, the snow seems to be heavier than last year."

"It started to snow in October. I remember that it was in 1984. In that year, the snow was more than one meter thick in some places."

"Oh. I haven't seen such a big snow, it must be very interesting."

"It's really interesting. Cotton prices plummeted fifty percent that year."

Shen Jiannan grinned.

Little Hunter Morgan himself laughed too.

The two turned around together and arrived at the living room of the manor. Little Hunter Morgan had already prepared coffee and desserts, and pushed several newspapers in front of Shen Jiannan.

The biggest page in American daily newspapers is the presidential campaign.

Probably feeling some crisis, Bush Sr. began to change his campaign manifesto, mentioning the issue of education, and mentioned that if he is elected, he will increase the scholarships of various universities so that every talent can realize his own value.

Ross Perot's campaign slogan is much more interesting. This legendary ET alien holds up the slogan of reform, calling on whoever votes for him to let anyone change their own destiny.

Almost, it is naked canvassing.

Clinton's strategy, still unchanged, is the same old economics.

Obviously, he does not regard Perot as an opponent. All tactics are aimed at the economic downturn and fiscal deficit caused by the Republican Party during his tenure. economy.

From the unemployment rate, to the operating rate of enterprises, to the wages of workers and the downturn in the stock market and real estate market.

As an impostor, Shen Jiannan knows very well that Clinton's tactic can be varied by you, and my tactic of breaking it with one force is very successful.

Since the oil crisis has continued to slump, the bad economy has made the traditionally controlled areas of the Republican Party dissatisfied with it. It is precisely because of this that Ross Perot has won 20% of the votes from the areas controlled by the Republican Party for the first time.

As for Clinton's final election, in addition to being a commoner and working-class person who made many people feel close, a large part of the reason is due to the complaints accumulated by the Republican Party in the past ten years. On the contrary, it is Bush himself, and personal factors are not very important. big.

Of course, the Democrats have not been aware of these problems so far.

Just like the newspaper placed in front of Shen Jiannan now.

Obviously, Little Hunter Morgan wanted Shen Jiannan to do something.

Turning to the "New York Times", Shen Jiannan raised his eyebrows, and a familiar face appeared very clearly on the page.

George Soros.

A financial tycoon who is not well-known in the world, but is already considered a master on Wall Street.

The report was somewhat surprising. George Soros publicly declared war on the Democratic Party, believing that Bush Sr. was not suitable to be the next president.

What's interesting is that Soros's reason for opposing Bush Sr., besides thinking that the Republican Party has caused the economic downturn, is another reason that seems absurd.

He believes that the Bush Sr. government spent a lot of dollars in the Gulf War, but did not bring any benefits to the U.S. government, and directly criticized Bush Sr. for not understanding the economy at all.

Judging from the layout, the funds raised by Soros do not seem to be very sufficient, and it is listed on the third page, which does not seem to have received the attention of the newspaper.

Shen Jiannan felt somewhat guilty.

If he hadn't cheated and cut off Hu, then Soros' ideal would definitely be as stable as the original time and space.

After flipping through the newspaper in his hand, Shen Jiannan picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

The coffee is steaming with no sugar added, but it has a special aroma that lingers on the taste buds after one sip.

"Turkey seems to be a bit uneasy recently."

Suddenly, Little Hunter Morgan said.

Affirm the tone, not the question.

Shen Jiannan's eyes moved, neither surprised nor concealed.

He wasn't surprised that Morgan knew he was bearish on the Turkish lira.

Just like the theory of six-dimensional space, a person can know anyone in the world as long as he passes through six people.

Although Morgan has been split for a long time, even today, Morgan is still the spirit of Wall Street. The word phantom is enough to express what Morgan is.

However, Shen Jiannan didn't say anything.

He knew very well that a man like Morgan would never have nonsense.

If you talk too much, you will lose. In the face of such an unfathomable character, keeping silent and thinking calmly is always the best choice.

With Shen Jiannan's silence, Little Hunter Morgan didn't feel slighted.

Instead, he reassures one thing.

The probability that the young man in front of him is an agent cultivated by other forces is extremely slim.

Whether it's his speech and manners, his inner city and wisdom, it fully matches his current identity.

This is critical.

A hundred years ago, Morgan had caused heavy losses because of his mistakes in recognizing people, allowing his opponents to sneak in, and the profound lessons were enough to be engraved in the blood of everyone in Morgan.

Now, Morgan needs such fresh blood to expand his influence.

The Republican Party has been in power for 12 consecutive years, and the suppression of the financial industry is too great, and they must be allowed to go down.

Otherwise, give the Republican Party another four years, and no one knows what the world will look like.

But one thing is certain, Morgan will have a hard time as the leader of the Democratic Party.

"I heard that Huaxia bought a ship from Ukraine, but when it passed through Istanbul, it was denied passage."

Little Hunter Morgan held the coffee in his hand, looked into Shen Jiannan's eyes and said.

His eyes were very plain, but Shen Jiannan keenly felt that those hazy eyes seemed to have a strong penetrating power, and he wanted to see his soul through his own eyes.

Shen Jiannan didn't hide his dislike for Turkey, and said disdainfully, "I think these chickens are playing with fire."

Little Hunter Morgan was obviously satisfied with this answer.

Without him, in the Middle East, the Democratic Party has never received any benefits. On the contrary, the energy consortium and the arms consortium of the Republican Party have been reaping huge profits from the Middle East.

This has a lot to do with the fact that Morgan's situation is getting worse and worse.

"It looks like you don't like Turkey."

"No. It's not that I don't like it, it's that I hate it very much."

"Why?"

"If someone bullied America, would you hate this country?"

"No one can bully the United States. At least, no one will be able to do this in the next hundred years."

"What if?"

"Well, in the words of you Chinese people, there is no dynasty with a thousand years, only a family with a thousand years."

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The snow fell harder and harder.

The vast expanse of white covers up the truth of the world, making everything seem white and flawless.

Shen Jiannan stood in the snow, putting Avril Lavigne's hands in his arms, warming those cold little hands.

Avril Lavigne seemed to be drunk, leaning against him, feeling the strong chest, and her heart was filled with the sweetness of being pampered.

"Shen. Will it snow in Huaxia?"

"Of course. The climate there is similar to that of the United States. There are four seasons: spring, summer, autumn and winter. Everything is revived in spring and everything is beautiful. The temperature in summer is higher than that in the United States. Relatively speaking, winter will be shorter."

"I don't know when I can go to Huaxia to see. Little David always looks down on me, saying that he has been to Huaxia since he was very young."

"Little David? Who is he?"

"Grandson of old Rockefeller, an idiot."

"Oh. If you like, I can take you on a trip to Huaxia at any time."

"But grandpa said I'm not allowed to go to other countries until the baby is born."

Could it be that I am destined to be a father this year?

Shen Jiannan blinked, a little lamenting the wonder of fate.

Song Xiaodan and Lu Xinyue were the earliest with him, but their stomachs never responded. On the contrary, they shouldn't have gotten pregnant so early, but they all got hit.

What the hell. No wonder there are so many power struggles in the palace.

It is really a headache who will give birth to the child.

"It's okay, I'll convince him."

"But what if grandpa doesn't agree?"

"Then I'll take you out secretly."

These words are particularly lethal to the little girl, and Avril Lavigne's beautiful eyes suddenly twinkled with little stars.

"Then why don't you take me out now!"

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after an hour.

Ellen Radcliffe held the body and pushed open the gate in the deepest part of the manor.

The room is not very big, only more than forty square meters, covered with black and red carpets, and the yellowed walls make it look dignified and solemn.

The furnishings around are exquisite, and there is no modern thing to be seen. The old furniture smells of dust, obviously it has been there for many years.

Little Hunter Morgan stood in front of a huge photo with a dignified expression. He didn't know what he was thinking about. When he heard the voice from the door, he turned his head and glanced at the butler who had been with him for forty years.

"They left?"

"Well, I just left."

"Rockefeller's wisdom is respectable. He was able to see the potential of China a hundred years ago. He is indeed a great person."

"But I think it should be easier for Huaxia people to accept cooperation with us."

"What do you think of things in the Middle East?"

"I agree with what the young man said, and this matter can be regarded as a kindness, and it is also very beneficial to us."

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For a while, the two fell silent.

After a long silence, Little Hunter Morgan said indifferently: "It seems that we need to do something."