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How are the people of England doing?

They were all cheering for their king because they no longer had to pay their debts. They could seize Jewish property, and they could rob the Jews who were about to leave.

The wealth that the Jews gained with their ingenuity and even their blood disappeared in an instant. Everyone left England crying. No one in England or Europe stood up to uphold justice for the Jews.

Why?

Because we Jews do not have our own motherland, we were driven out of Palestine two thousand years ago and wandered around the world."

The waiter's words made old Rothschild change his face. The waiter was telling the truth, and he also knew the tragic history of the Jews in England.

"Young man, what do you want to say?" Old Rothschild asked after taking a sip of coffee.

"I want to give the Jews their own motherland and let every Jew have his own home." The waiter was no longer shy and looked a little excited.

"What's your name?" Old Rothschild was shocked. He looked into the young man's eyes and asked. Before that, he had never cared about his name.

"Ben Gurion!"

"Okay, Ben Gurion. I have to say that your ideals are very great. But what can I do for you?"

"Mr. Rothschild, I know that you have the ability to help the entire Jewish community. Now that Russia has been defeated, large tracts of Russian land are waiting to be divided.

We need a piece of land in Russia as a homeland for the Jewish people."

"Oh, not Palestine? That is our homeland!"

“There are Ming people in Palestine, and they control everything there. If we want to establish a country there, it is nothing more than a dream.

We can go to Crimea, which is a peninsula. It is an ideal outlet for Eastern Europe!

It is also a fertile land.

As long as we have Crimea, we can continue to grow our population.

Every Jew, no matter what country he was born in. As long as he is of Jewish descent, he naturally possesses the nationality of this country.

In the future we will have countless citizens. As long as there is a strong country, our people will not be bullied and people like you will have a place to live.

Otherwise, how do you know Elizabeth is not the next Charles I?"

Book.

Gurian seemed to have entered the state and was talking non-stop. Old Rothschild also seemed to have forgotten that the five minutes had expired.

This is indeed the case. The more wealth you have, the more insecure Old Rothschild will become. There is nothing you can do about it, because almost everyone around you is thinking about your money.

If given the chance, they will tear off a piece of your flesh like a jackal.

This time I secretly purchased war bonds and made a huge fortune. If the news leaks out, protection fees will definitely be charged.

Elizabeth ranks quite high on the list of fee-payers.

Oh! By the way, there is Napoleon who is above Paris.

"Mr. Rothschild, you have bought a lot of war bonds. This time you win the war against Russia, you will definitely make a lot of money...!"

"Who sent you here, and how did you know?" When someone mentioned something important, old Rothschild immediately became nervous.

"Mr. Rothschild, I am a waiter at the Grand Hotel de Paris. I walk around dignitaries every day, but they treat me like air.

But I also have ears and a brain.

Now many people are saying that you quietly acquired a large amount of war bonds on the eve of the war, and this time you made a windfall."
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