Owen Rothschild sat in a beach house in Miami and stared at the blue sea in a daze.

There was a piece of paper in front of him, and the ink printed on it smelled like it was decades ago, an old taste, and Owen loved it.

Since the popularization of laser printers, ink has withdrawn from people's lives. However, Owen did not like laser printers, believing that only the taste of paper and ink was the most authentic.

Owen Rothschild doesn't know if it's because he hasn't been recognized by his family in the past, so he subconsciously formed such a habit.

The smell of the ink in a sense means tradition, it means old money. The old aristocracy's control of the world, in Owen's opinion, smelled of ink.

It's just that today he has already been recognized and become a member of Old Money. This is made with the fist of money, and it is obtained by buying and turning the tables against the wind, not by others.

Owen Rothschild's fingers lightly swiped over the slightly old paper in front of him, with some unusual emotions.

It is not as white as A4 paper, with a faint, uneven yellow, as if time and years have left traces on it.

With his fingers brushing, Owen seemed to feel the weight of the years.

With his fingers, Owen seemed to feel the bumps and bumps of the ink on the paper.

The content on the paper was also very simple, and Owen knew what it was telling himself at a glance. But Owen Rothschild still watched it many times, until winter was approaching, and it seemed that snowflakes were falling outside the house.

Wu, the miraculous Wu, has "cured" a patient with Alzheimer's disease! And the research on wire tubing continues, and he also led the formation of a company that persuaded Ranco to join, as well as General Medical, which pinched his nose and joined him.

If it were someone else, Owen Rothschild would inevitably check it repeatedly, and at least a dozen experts in the world who study Alzheimer's disease would have to prove the feasibility.

But!

That's Wu.

Owen Rothschild believed him.

Alzheimer's disease can be cured, and Owen ponders a very important thing - Gerbin Mecatok, Owen's most faithful and important partner.

In a world where old money controls everything, perhaps the vast majority of people don't feel their presence. That's because they don't have enough level, and if they want to try to challenge Old Meyer's will like Owen, they will have to fight the old money for countless years.

Owen considers himself to be the luckiest in his life to have two things - to meet Wu and solve the curse of old Meyer, and the other is to meet Gerbin Mecatok!

Even for Owen Rothschild, Gerbin Mercatok is more important than Wu.

Because

Gerbin Mecatok is not a human, but a goblin.

Not dwarfism, but a real goblin!

It would be inaccurate to say that he was a goblin, as Owen believed that he was a hybrid of a goblin and a Bigfoot.

In Western legends, there is a jumping foot and a shrill voice that time is money, and my friend's goblin has a talent for business.

They are born for business and technology, and they are born with a keen instinct for money. Even in modern society, a series of numbers on a computer screen would make Gerbin Mecatok see a mountain of gold coins.

Gerbin Mecatók is the best accountant who knows how to avoid taxes, the perfect way to avoid taxes. Of course, this can be done by many "human" accountants, and there is nothing difficult about it.

For a goblin, the most important thing is the yearning, thirst for money, and a keen sense of smell!

Most recently, on a snowy day in 2006, Gerbin Mecatok walked in the snow with his trademark big feet and shabby, sturdy custom shoes.

If you just look at the footprints, you will think that they are left by a giant.

Gerbin Mekatok walked up to Owen and told Owen that he had smelled money. Very strongly, very strongly, so strong that he could be sure that if Owen took this opportunity, the whole of Wall Street would capitulate.

Owen felt that Gerbin Mecatok had become a four-dimensional or even four-and-a-half-dimensional creature in the long river of time, and he smelled the smell of money two years later.

Owen had no doubts about a goblin's judgment, and he chatted with Gerbin Mecatok for 23 days, almost sleepless.

For others, they are still grabbing those junk debts like they are grabbing money with joy. The duo of Owen and Mecatok has already begun to figure out how to make these people destitute and jump off the Empire State Building.

After two years of layout, Owen Rothschild pressed everything he had. He had never doubted Gerbin Mercatok's judgment, so this time he risked his life.

After a series of exquisite micro-manipulations by Owen, after detonating the crisis, Owen finally got his wish and stood in front of the old money, so elegant and calm.

At this moment, he is king!

The life span of goblins is short, and Gerbin Mekatok's aging speed is visible to the naked eye. Owen thought it was a normal manifestation of creatures from another dimension, but he was still sad.

One year ago, Gerbin Mekatok had already entered old age and had symptoms of gibberish.

Because his existence is classified to the world, Owen has not yet entered the Federal Reserve and cannot stop the FBI from kicking in the door and bringing Gerbin Mecatok into Area 52.

So Gerbin Mekatok's existence is always highly classified.

After suffering from Alzheimer's disease, Gerbin Mecatok's physical condition deteriorated day by day, and Owen seemed to have seen his partner and old friend leave him in the near future.

He was sad until he got the news that Wu had cured a patient with Alzheimer's disease!

If he could keep Gerbin Mecatok by his side, Owen would do whatever it took to lose half of the vast empire he had built, and even if his entry into the Fed dragged on for another 3-5 years.

None of this compares to Gerbin Mekatok's health.

But a goblin exists...... What it means to the world, Owen knows.

He didn't want Gerbin Mecatók to be soaked in formalin or other strange solutions in Area 52 and made into a specimen, so he cut off a slice every year for testing.

Unless he can get into the Fed, Gerbin Mecatok can only be a secret.

And what about Wu?

Owen had been hesitating whether he should let Wu know all this.

It's a secret, a secret that shouldn't have belonged to the present world. After struggling for a long time between the pros and cons, Owen looked at the old piece of paper and smelled the ink, as if an old monk had settled down.