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 oligopolies.

jp. Morgan controls the U.S. financial industry and saves the U.S. economy countless times in the U.S. financial crisis, but as the Titanic sinks, he has to appear in court for trial and dies depressed two months later.

Rockefeller controls the refined oil market across the United States and determines the price of refined oil across the United States, but he has to split Rockefeller and cross-hold shares.

It was not until the establishment of the Federal Reserve was marked by the establishment of three generations, and after three generations of efforts, John Pierpont Morgan Jr., cross-holding shares with members of Rockefeller, Mellon, DuPont and other families, that they finally successfully "melted" their family wealth and the national wealth of the United States to one.

In this way, family members of banks and shareholders of other consortiums can enjoy the United States for generations, unless the US government collapses, or a family member's shares in the twelve Federal Reserve banks are eaten by other families.

What does it mean?

There are rules in the world.

Eating alone is definitely a dead end, no matter how strong you are. You must be good at sharing with others in order to live longer and more nourishing.

Night comes slowly.

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

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

“We need food!”

“We need vodka!”

“…”

As the second largest industrial city in the Soviet Union, Leningrad Prefecture has a population of millions, but now, public security here is out of control.

Thousands of people walking on the streets with torches, calling for the urgent need for material life.

No, not a request.

They just want to buy things, they want to buy things.

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

This is a very bad environment.

As autumn approaches, people become more and more terrified of the cold winter.

At the same time, dozens of kilometers away from the parade crowd, the world-famous Summer Palace is holding a grand and luxurious night party.

The banquet hall is the most gorgeous part of the entire palace. Looking up, crystal clear chandeliers are hung under the ceiling of the huge oil painting. Looking down at the foot, the complex patterned floor is spliced ​​with gorgeous colors, and the walls are decorated with gilded ornaments. All of these show a magnificent royal style under the lights and floors.

Wherever you see, it is magnificent, making people feel like they are in a golden palace.

In the middle of the banquet hall, a sexy and charming female host was wearing a blue low-neck evening dress. The beauty of the mountains attracted the attention of many people present.

Next to the hostess, Robert John, dressed in the most sophisticated tuxedo, thanked all the guests present with a knight's greeting.

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

Under the gaze of everyone, Robert, with a red face, raised his wine glass.

He drank the bright red liquid in the cup in one go and gave another big gift.

"We have prepared the best red wine and the most precious deep-sea caviar. Now, please enjoy it!"

“…”

As he was talking, Robert walked off the platform and greeted everyone who came to attend the banquet from time to time wherever he went. When he walked into a crowd of people who were obviously small circles, his most sincere smile appeared on his face.

Niwa Karosky, Andrei Sidolov, Eugene Yuri Tovsky...a group of eight people, with different identities, integrating the three major players of the Soviet Union's politics, business and military. They are all one of the behind-the-scenes controlling shareholders of Nanbo Bank.

Several people smiled knowingly, picked up the wine glass and fucked the intoxicating thing in the cup.

The next day.

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

In front of the palace, a statue of the strongman Samson fighting with the lion stood. Samson stretched out the lion's upper and lower jaws with both hands, and the spring water soared out from the lion's mouth, and the water column kept spraying out. Hundreds of fountains erupted from time to time, and the fountain group shone under the blue sky and white clouds, with gilding gilding light and silver shadows of water flowing.

The golden sculpture bathes in the water curtain, with jade beads splashing, dazzling. Walking in the quiet and tall forest, every time you walk a short distance, splashing jade beads will flash in front of you.

A dark Rolls-Royce was facing the fountain group. With Robert John's arrival, two female soldiers wearing short military uniforms and live ammunition respectfully opened the car door and followed him into the car.

The car started silently.

It took about half an hour to go from the suburbs to the bustling city center.

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

But no one knows whether they can buy the living supplies they need.

Occasionally, when you bypass the back of the mall, you can see that there are staff members who seem to be shopping malls who are sneaking with some people who seem to be vendors. When the vendor dresses up and hand over a lot of money, a large amount of daily necessities will be added to the empty mall.

White bread, black bread, potatoes, wheat, and even vodka that many people dream of.

When the car goes away, you can't see the specific process of exchanging money for goods, but anyone can think that most of the supplies that have been on the black market come from major state-owned stores.

After passing through a street and bypassing two bends, the car arrived in front of a quaint and atmospheric European building.

A few large characters hang above the building.

Soviet Bank.

After getting off the car, Robert John made up his suit and walked into the bank hall accompanied by Zhang Wei and two female soldiers.

There were already long queues in the bank.

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

According to bank regulations, the amount of cash withdrawal per person per day is limited, so when you need to use money, you must come to the bank to queue up to withdraw money as soon as possible.

There are hundreds of people in human form, annoying and messy, and behind the counter are staff members of the Obasan Bank. Whenever a client walks to the windowsill, she looks impatient, as if she is complaining about the endless work she can do every day.

What a bad quality.

Robert John complained in his heart that as a bank practitioner, his service attitude towards these bank employees made him feel ashamed of this kind of person-to-people.

If you queue up, it is naturally impossible to queue up.

Picking up the phone, Robert John dialed a number.

Soon, a man walked down the bank building and pushed everyone away, and greeted John to the second floor.

Boston, Harvard University Campus.

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

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

Soon, the two of them were a little tired from leaving and rested on a wooden bench. Shen Jiannan took out the water he brought with them, unscrewed the bottle cap and sent it to Song Xiao Danyinghong's lips.

Gu, Gu!

My fair neck wriggled several times, and I drank the water in my mouth.

Sometimes it is actually a different enjoyment to watch people drink water. But when Shen Jiannan keeps watching, Song Xiaodan gradually became a little uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at?"

"Baby, why did I find that you are getting better and better?"

Shen Jiannan said with a smile.

But what you said is all the truth.

Song Xiaodan's skin color has always been very delicate, but two days ago, there was rarely a blush on her fair face, and she looked a faint dark yellow.

Now, the light yellow color is gone.

He has charming expressions, bright eyes, white teeth, almond eyes, peach cheeks, beautiful eyes, and dizzy cheeks.

The whole face is as smooth as a mirror, and even the snow-like neck seems to be getting more delicate, making people want to go up and have a lovely love.

After being exaggerated by Shen Jiannan, Song Xiaodan felt as sweet as honey, and his eyes were filled with smiles and sweetness.

After swallowing her last sip of water, she delivered most of the bottle of water to Shen Jiannan's lips.

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

"Baby. I'm just telling the truth. You didn't look in the mirror yourself?"

“…”

Women, who doesn’t care about their appearance?

Song Xiaodan had long discovered that not only did his skin color improve a lot recently, but his spirit seemed to be much stronger than before.

But how can I admit this?

"Baby, you have to thank me for my hard work. Look, how beautiful it has nourished you."

This is not bad.

Song Xiaodan was in awe of shame and anger, raised her fist and beat Shen Jiannan.

"Stupid hooligan. I'll beat you to death."

"Oh my! Murder your husband. Help!"

"Don't run!"

“…”

The two of them were making noise and laughing, chasing in the elegant campus, and the laughter made passers-by envy.

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

Not long after, Song Xiaodan was so tired that she was panting, and her delicate face became more and more obvious, making people think of her most beautiful moment.

a long time.

Song Xiaodan surrendered and instantly changed from a tantrum to a young lady, leaning against Shen Jiannan's chest, otherwise she might have fallen to the ground.

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