Everyone in the world is selfish, and everyone wants to eat alone.

But....... You don't see the world as there has never been a real monopoly oligopoly.

JP. Morgan controlled the financial industry in the United States and saved the American economy during the American financial crisis countless times, but with the sinking of the Titanic, he had to appear in court for trial and died depressed two months later.

Rockefeller controls the national refined oil market, which determines the price of refined oil in the United States, but also has to split the Rockefeller cross-holdings.

It was not until the establishment of the "Federal Reserve" that after three generations of hard work, John Pierpont Morgan Jr. and members of the Rockefeller, Mellon, DuPont and other families cross-held shares, and finally succeeded in "fusing their family wealth" with the wealth of the United States.

In this way, they and the family members of the banks and corporate shareholders of other consortiums can enjoy the United States for generations to come, unless the U.S. government collapses, or if one family or one family member's stake in the twelve Federal Reserve Banks is eaten by other families.

What does it mean?

There are rules in the world.

Eating alone is a dead end, no matter how strong you are. You have to be good at sharing with others to live longer and more nourishingly.

Night, slowly coming.

When the black canopy is lit up by stars, it looks like diamonds shining in the starry sky.

However, 80 percent of the inhabitants of Leningrad have no intention of enjoying the beautiful night view, and the hunger and addiction to alcohol that can torture people to death make people want to die directly.

"We need food!"

"We need vodka!"

“......”

The second largest industrial city in the Soviet Union, the Leningrad Oblast is home to millions of people, but now, law and order here is out of control.

Thousands of people, carrying torches, walked the streets, calling for the urgent need for life.

No, it's not begging.

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 vodka for a long time.

It's a terrible environment.

With the advent of autumn, the awareness of the cold winter has made people more and more afraid.

At the same time, dozens of kilometers away from the parade crowd, the world-famous summer palace is holding a grand and luxurious night banquet.

The banquet hall is the most gorgeous part of the whole palace, looking up, the crystal clear branch chandeliers hang under the ceiling of the huge oil paintings, looking down at the feet, the intricate pattern of the floor is spliced with gorgeous colors, and the walls are decorated with gilt ornaments. All of this is illuminated by the lights and the floor, giving it a magnificent royal grandeur.

As far as the eye can see, it is resplendent with gold, making people feel that they are only in a golden palace.

In the center of the banquet hall, a sexy and charming hostess, dressed in a blue low-necked evening dress, attracted the attention of many people present.

Next to the hostess, Robert John, dressed in the most elaborate tuxedo, thanked all the guests with a knightly salute.

"Distinguished gentlemen, beautiful ladies. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend tonight's banquet, and on behalf of Nanbo Bank, I would like to thank you for your kind participation. Let's have a toast!"

Under the watchful eye of everyone, Robert, who was full of red light, raised his wine glass.

Gulping down the bright red liquid from the cup, he made another big salute.

"We've prepared the best red wine, as well as the most precious deep sea caviar, and now enjoy it!"

“......”

In the midst of the discussion, Robert stepped down from the high platform, greeting the people who had come to the banquet from time to time, and when he came to a crowd that was obviously a small circle, his face showed the most sincere smile.

Niwa Karoski, Andrei Sidorov, Eugene Yuri Tovsky...... A group of eight people, with different identities, integrated with the Soviet political, business, and military tycoons, all of whom are one of the controlling shareholders behind the scenes of Nanbo Bank.

Several people smiled at each other, picked up the wine glass, and drank the contents of the intoxicating glass.

Following.

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

In front of the Grand Palace, there is a statue of Samson the Hercules and a lion fighting. Samson opened the lion's jaws with both hands, and the spring water rushed out of the lion's mouth, and the water continued to spurt outward. Hundreds of fountains erupt from time to time, and the fountains shine with gilded brilliance and silver shadows under the blue sky and white clouds.

The gold-colored sculpture is bathed in a curtain of water, and the jade beads are splashed and dazzling. Walking through the secluded and tall forest, every short walk will cause splashes of jade beads to flash in front of you.

A swarthy Rolls-Royce was facing the fountain, and as Robert John arrived, two female soldiers dressed in short military uniforms and strong nuclear bombs respectfully opened the door of the car and followed him into the car.

The car started silently.

It takes about half an hour to get from the suburbs to the bustling city center.

Through the car window, you can see groups of Leningrad residents, lined up early in front of the major state-run shopping malls.

But no one knows if they will be able to buy the necessities they need.

Occasionally, when you go around the back of the mall, you can see what appears to be a mall worker, who is sneakily communicating with some people who seem to be vendors, and when the vendors hand out a lot of money, the empty mall will have a lot of daily necessities.

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

When the car is far away, you can't see the specific process of exchanging money for goods, but everyone can imagine that most of the materials that have been on the black market come from major state-run stores.

After crossing a street and rounding two more curves, the car arrived in front of a quaint European-style building.

Several large characters hang above the building.

Bank of the USSR.

After getting out of the car, Robert John straightened his suit and entered the bank hall accompanied by Zhang Wei and two female soldiers.

There were already long queues in the banks.

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

According to the bank's regulations, there is a limit to the amount of cash that can be withdrawn per person per day, so when you need to use money, you must come to the bank as soon as possible to queue up to withdraw money.

There was a long line of hundreds of humanoids, annoyed and messy, and behind the counter were Obasang Bank employees with meaty faces. Whenever a client walks up to the windowsill, she looks impatient, as if complaining about the work that she can't finish every day.

Really bad quality.

Robert John said in his heart that as a banker, he felt ashamed of the service attitude of these bank employees.

Queue up, that is naturally impossible to queue.

Picking up the phone, Robert John dialed a number.

Soon, a man came down from the upper floor of the bank, pushed everyone away, and ushered John up to the second floor.

Boston, Harvard University Campus.

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

Over the course of three days, the two visited all the schools on the banks of the Charles River, and this was the last stop.

Soon, the two of them got a little tired and rested on a wooden bench. Shen Jiannan took out the water he was carrying, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and sent it to Song Xiaodan's cherry-red lips.

Goo, goo!

The white neck squirmed several times, and the mouth was under the water.

Watching people drink water is sometimes a different kind of enjoyment. But being watched by Shen Jiannan all the time, Song Xiaodan gradually became a little uncomfortable.

"Look at what. ”

"Baby. How did I find out that you are getting better and better. ”

Shen Jiannan said with a smile.

But it's all the truth.

Song Xiaodan's complexion has always been very delicate, but two days ago, there was rarely a flush on her fair face, and it looked like there was a faint dark yellow.

Now, that pale yellow is gone,

The demeanor is charming, the eyes are bright, the eyes are bright, the eyes are peachy, the eyes are beautiful, and the cheeks are dizzy.

The whole face is as smooth as a mirror, and even Ruxue's neck seems to be more and more delicate, which makes people want to go up and kiss Fangze.

was exaggerated by Shen Jiannan, Song Xiaodan's heart was as sweet as honey, and there was a smile and sweetness in his eyes.

After swallowing the last mouthful of water, she sent most of the remaining half bottle of water to Shen Jiannan's lips.

"All day long you know to fool me. ”

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

“......”

Women, who doesn't care about their looks.

Song Xiaodan has long found that not only has her complexion really improved recently, but even her spirit seems to be much stronger than before.

But how can this kind of thing be admitted.

"Baby. You have to thank me for all my hard work, and you see how beautiful you are. ”

It's okay.

Song Xiaodan was ashamed and indignant, raised his fist and pounded it on Shen Jiannan's body.

"Stinky rascals. I'll kill you. ”

"Oops! Help!"

"Don't run!"

“......”

The two were noisy, laughing, chasing in the elegant campus, and the laughter attracted the envy of passers-by.

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

It didn't take long for Song Xiaodan to be tired and out of breath, and the flush on her delicate face became more and more obvious, which made people think of her most beautiful moment.

Long.

Song Xiaodan succumbed, and instantly changed from a sassy woman to a delicate lady, and her whole body was lying on Shen Jiannan's chest, otherwise, she was afraid that she would fall to the ground.

"Baby. I have a better way to beautify my beauty, let's go back and try it later?"

“......”