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General crowd!

Are ordinary people afraid of nuclear threats? Hehehe!

The Internet in Europe is in full swing. Countless ordinary netizens posted posts declaring their willingness to help Watermelon God.

"I donate £10!"

"I donate 50 euros!"

"I donate 100 euros!"

...

As for the threat of the Watermelon Alliance, who cares?

Not only the people in Europe don't care, even the people in the United States don't care about the threat of the Watermelon Alliance at all.

"Little Ike is the most intelligent genius child prodigy in the Federation. We in the United States don't support him, who supports him?"

"Yes, yes, although he wants to build a toy car instead of doing business, isn't that the nature of children? So, I am also willing to support him!"

"I agree with the upstairs! I am also willing to support little Ike. As a child prodigy, he will definitely be different. When he was young, he was more active in making toys, and when he grows up, he might be able to invent high-tech products."

"Yes! I'd like to donate $200!" "I'd like to donate $300!" "I'd like to donate $500!"

...

Hundreds of millions of ordinary people on the global network have expressed their willingness to donate money to the prodigy Ike.

And there are even more people who have not left a message.

You know, Ike's Twitter followers have reached 3.5 billion. Even if one person donates one piece, it will be worth 3.5 billion US dollars.

Tragically, though, they don't know where to put the money. Because the little guy is still a minor and doesn't have a bank card. And his parents did not come forward to release their card numbers.

In Cambridge, where the Massachusetts Institute of Technology is located, some residents began to connect with each other. They planned to gather together and go to MIT to send money to the little guy.

They are all ordinary people, and they don't have much money, but this is a little bit of their heart.

When the White House received the news, the faces of all the senior officials turned black.

The faces of the watermelon alliance and all the big crocodiles who got this news also turned black.

what to do?

At least hundreds of millions of people! The Watermelon Alliance can't warn them one by one, right? Wouldn't the watermelon alliance become an alliance of fools?

In the internal meeting of the alliance, a predator said coldly:

"Leave them alone, the little guy doesn't have a card number, where can they donate the money? There are only so many people in Cambridge, as long as we block large sums of money from withdrawing, I don't believe they can pile up 100 million in cash."

Indeed, Americans seldom use cash for transactions, but use credit cards and bank cards. Most people have 1,000 yuan in cash when they go out, which is considered a lot.

"Well, I agree with the proposal!"

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Everyone raised their hands in agreement. For the rail gun, they will not compromise.

After all, the scope of anti-nuclear weapons is too large to be commonly used. Just like nuclear bombs, nuclear bombs placed in silos are the most threatening force.

"Okay, notify the major banks to start calling for credit repayments, and strictly review cash withdrawals exceeding 10,000 yuan."

"Yessir!"

...

With the efforts of the Watermelon Alliance, many commercial companies are in a hurry. Because they owe a lot of loans to the bank.

Many ordinary people are also anxious. Because Americans are all pursuing the concept of early consumption, they also owe a lot of money to the bank.

Usually the bank pays it back slowly without urging it, but now it is very troublesome when it is urged.

This is the power of capital, affecting every aspect of the country.

New York. on a skyscraper.

A middle-aged man was already standing on the edge, his expression was very depressed, and his face was full of death.

His name was Henry Clive, and he worked in finance on Wall Street.

Last year, because the Watermelon Master captured the eleven federal states, the stock prices of many technology companies fell. He saw the opportunity and borrowed tens of millions of funds from the bank to buy the stocks of those companies, hoping to make a fortune this year.

He's on the right track. After the federal government slowly rolls out the compensation package, the companies' share prices are starting to recover and are expected to turn a profit by the end of the year.

However, what I didn't expect is that now the bank has started to press for the account. Even if he knelt down and begged the other party, the other party did not agree to give him a grace period of time.

Tens of millions of loans, how can the family repay them.

"Hey, this is the only way!" The middle-aged man sighed sadly.

Yes, he really had only one option now. That is - the debt of death is eliminated!

The capitalist is cold-blooded, if he does not die, this debt will hang over his family, including his beautiful wife, including her 5-year-old daughter.

So, he came upstairs today, intending to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

"Oh, farewell, my lady; farewell, my sweet little angel!"

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and began to lean forward.

Just then, suddenly!

"Dingling!" "Dingling!"...

His cell phone rang, startling him so much that he almost fell downstairs.

Who is calling yourself?

The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and looked at it, which made his body tremble slightly.

It's his lovely baby girl!

"Dad, Dad, where are you? Go home for dinner soon, and my mother and I are still waiting for you!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man burst into tears.

"Be good, baby, you and mom can eat first, dad has to go to work!"

"Really?"

"Well, really. Be good, baby, eat quickly, don't be hungry!"

"Hee hee, goodbye dad!"

The phone hangs up. At this moment, the man was already in tears.

"I'm sorry, my little angel, it's dad who is incompetent."

With infinite nostalgia for life, the man closed his eyes again and was about to jump downstairs.

Sudden!

"Beep beep!" "Beep beep!"...

The phone is ringing again.

Damn, who is bothering me again, can't you just let me jump downstairs quietly?

The man looked at his phone angrily. It turned out that it was the notification tone of Twitter, which meant that an important person he followed had tweeted.

As a financial practitioner, he pays attention to many big names. But there was only one person who set the notification tone.

There is only one!

That is - Watermelon Ike!

As a god in the Internet field, it can be said that every financial practitioner must pay attention to him, and it is necessary.

"Hey, God, I'm dying, and you still come to disturb me! Forget it, let's take a look!"

Thinking in this way, the man quickly opened Twitter to check the news of Watermelon God.

But see, on the Twitter page of Watermelon God, a new message was posted:

"Thank you so many kind people who are willing to help me, but I don't know how to collect money, woo woo woo, is there any professional to help me?"

At this moment, the man was stunned.

what's the situation? The watermelon god doesn't have any financial personnel to help him? How could the Great God receive the donation?

You know, there are countless people who are willing to donate to the Great God all over the world. This operation is very troublesome, which will involve many, many complicated processes.

Such as cross-border payment, financial exchange rate, etc...

If there is no very professional financial personnel to help, there will be big problems, and even fraud is easy to happen.

"Hey, God Watermelon, it turns out that you are also very sad..."

Before the word "drama" was finished, the middle-aged man was taken aback again. There seemed to be a ray of light suddenly flashing in the bottom of his heart.

Am I not in the financial industry? And I also have a complete business team. If I go to help the watermelon master, if I go to recommend myself, if I...

As long as I can get close to the Watermelon God and become his financial advisor, who would dare to press me for money?

At this moment, endless joy welled up in the man's heart.

"I'm saved, I don't have to die!"

The man roared and ran downstairs with a ding ding dong dong.

He's going to buy a plane ticket, he's going to Cambridge, he's going to MIT...