Chapter 1378: Grassroots into the mansion

Andrei sat quietly, and no one bothered him, because apart from the occasional whispered conversation, there was not much communication between the people in the exhibition hall.

The habit of the bodyguards is that they will try to rest quietly when they are free to perform tasks, and no one will talk too much about the mountains.

This person knows a lot about what is happening in the United States and in Russia, not only the mess that can be seen in the news, but also the things that are secretly in the background.

The Red Devils have left Russia, but the network is still there, even closer, adding money to the original relationship.

Money, this will be in Russia everyone talks about money, even the most traditional people have to talk about money, life has to be lived, there is no way.

The domestic society of Russia and the original union republics is basically a mess, the social order and morality have collapsed, and the economies of many countries have collapsed.

Social order is in a mess, this is not a trivial matter, and what is even more troublesome is the rise of terrorism!

Last month, there were a number of terrorist attacks in Russia that killed many people, mainly in the center of Moscow, not to mention the Outer Caucasus, and war on the Chechen side.

How many years has it been in Moscow that the sound of bombs dropped by hostile forces has not sounded, which makes Andrei and others even more disappointed with the Ye family in the Kremlin!

In recent years, the glorious city of Moscow has become insecure, the state's control over society has been reduced to a very dangerous level, the number of Russian troops has plummeted, not to mention the level of combat readiness, and many arsenals are out of control, semi-out of control.

In terms of the degree of effective control of the arsenal and the army, compared with the other countries that became independent after the collapse of the Soviet Union, the degree of loss of control of Russia's military facilities is not even the worst!

Ukraine has become the boss's de facto arms warehouse, and even if Mr. Allen doesn't move, someone else will come out and do it.

In Central Asia, Kazakhstan is not in danger of civil war because of its relative backwardness and sparse population, but there is also a black market for arms: everything but tightly controlled weapons of mass destruction can be bought there.

This mess is all thanks to the leaders of Central Asia, who held important positions during the Soviet era and are quite experienced in governance.

This will be considered to be Kazakhstan's strict control of key and critical sectors, if it is like Ukraine, then the possibility of the spread of weapons of mass destruction is even greater!

Originally, the Soviet Union deployed a lot of nuclear bombs in Central Asia, some to the west, and many to the east.

André knows what is happening in Kazakhstan, a few countries in the Central Asian region, that at the beginning of this year, the Red Devils sent two people to rotate and cooperate in Kazakhstan.

Lack of manpower is not a problem, and now there are many people who want to work, and several people who originally belonged to the KGB have been recruited to live and work in Central Asia for a long time or at all, and then those "old ordinary KGB" have co-opted a group of peripheral personnel.

The Soviet Union left a large amount of equipment in Kazakhstan, and the Red Devil went there to serve the boss, and set up a regular import and export company on the surface, doing non-ferrous metals and industrial equipment business.

These are all formal covers, although the non-ferrous metal business of this association has also done well, and it can still make a lot of money: in addition to the initial funds brought in, Kazakhstan has not needed to accept the secret financial support of the headquarters of the "United Forces" for most of the year, and it can not only be self-sufficient, but also rich.

If you have money, you can get everything your boss needs and may need, whenever possible. The guy in charge of procurement in Central Asia is doing well, and they also have a secret mission, a mission that the boss himself doesn't know, because it's a mission given by Captain Red Devil!

The Red Devils have people in Belarus, Ukraine and Kazakhstan, and in addition to Russia, nuclear weapons are deployed on the lands of the three original republics!

The three countries all want to give up the hot potato-like nuclear weapons, and they are powerless to manage them, and the cost is too great, the whole world is watching, and several major powers are even lured to this threat.

Weapons of mass destruction are not regulated to the same level as in Soviet times, according to the captain: if it is found that those countries have lost control of certain nuclear warheads, it is up to Andrei to decide whether to acquire or intercept them.

The Red Devils no longer care about Russia's affairs, but they do not want to raise a mushroom cloud over Moscow or Leningrad one day, let alone fall into the hands of the Chechen separatists.

Besides, it seems to be meddling, but in fact, it can be regarded as doing his job on the side: the boss is so rich, if there is an organization to blackmail Mr. Allen with weapons of mass destruction, it is estimated that it will be more convenient than blackmailing a few big countries for money: if the envisaged enemies only want money, not for political purposes.

But the captain of the Red Devil did not tell his old subordinates what to do next, because Andre and the others were already working hard for themselves and their families, and they didn't have to worry about such lofty things as maintaining world peace, and the captain said it very clearly.

How the Red Devils want to do things has to be decided by Andrei, Pavel and others, "Maybe the boss will want to use a few nuclear bombs that can explode?"

The thought crossed André's mind, and he didn't laugh or self-deny that this somewhat dangerous inspiration was a seemingly very reliable analysis.

Zhang Nan and Washington are not of the same mind at all, the red devils can see it, or it should be said that Mr. Allen himself is the same heart for himself, and nine times out of ten he wants to establish a base camp country in Africa.

Next month, I will go to Botswana to attend the meeting of chiefs, this time to make it clear that I want to get a position as a big chief, and get a credible political identity.

Andrei believes that in ten years at most, the developed country of minerals plus cattle breeding will be the second Gambia in the hands of the boss, plus the infiltration of nearby Angola and other countries, with Botswana as the center, it is not a dream to cover a small half of southern Africa.

To maintain such a territory, money is not an issue, but there must be a strong military force!

Africa is the most particular about the law of the jungle, even if the country is rich and has high welfare, it must have enough strength to maintain stability. Even if you don't use it internally, you have to let the surrounding countries and forces make trouble.

The most troublesome thing is the world police in the United States, who has always been afraid that the outside world will not be chaotic, and will not treat Asians like Zhang Nan as their real own internally.

The boss will never be a real American, but he wants to come and go freely and without too many constraints on this planet, and it seems like a good choice to have a few nuclear bombs at the bottom of the box for the time being.

Andre judged that he knew that his strength was analysis and decision-making, and this idea could not be wrong, and the boss should think the same way, perhaps he should help the boss find a way to get a few reliable ones.

If Zhang Nan, who was visiting with the zipper couple, knew Andre's thoughts, I don't know if he would hold his breath - there are many kinds of bad employees, and there is only one kind of good employee.

Employees who can think about the boss are good employees, but ordinary people can't touch them, but Zhang Nan has met at least two big gangs, and he is lucky.

After visiting the museum, a large group of people went to Zhang Nan's private manor, which entered the small peninsula where the manor was located, even if the zipper couple was well-informed, they had to sigh at the huge manor!

The whole peninsula is the manor, and the manor is the peninsula!

Mr. Zipper is very likely to become the president of the most powerful country in the world soon, and he has been a senator for many years before, and the couple's financial conditions are okay.

But for a manor of this size, the annual property tax alone far exceeds the income of the future first couple in the United States, and such a mansion can only be looked up to, even by the president of the United States!

Belch... To be exact, don't think about the zipper couple in this life, some families who have been presidents of the United States can do it, because they are owned by a consortium, and the family business is one or two hundred years old, and the foundation is strong, which is not comparable to the "grassroots class" of the zipper couple.

The Zippers also know one thing: the temporary owner of the White House is nothing more than the spokesman for people like the owner of this super estate, and Mr. Allen and a group of allies carry themselves into the White House, to put it bluntly, for their own interests.

Asking you to become president, after success, it should be the beginning of the reward, this is the fate of the American president's career, no one can escape this cycle, unless you want to find yourself unhappy and rush to step down.

Although he knew that the other party had something to ask for, Mr. Allen or his agent never said explicitly that this time he invited his wife to his home as personal friends, and it was estimated that nine times out of ten they would have to sit down and have a good talk.

If you don't talk about it, you can't do it, the election, until the moment the final result comes out, anything can happen!

A man-tall, wooded-in black fence marks the boundary between the small peninsula and Long Island, and an automatic gate is erected on the road leading to the peninsula, and a red façade villa for the janitor is located on the inside of the gate.

It's a villa, it's still a pretty good villa, at least in Hillary's opinion, this house for the janitor on duty is half a pound and half a tael of her own house.

People are better than people, and there is no comparison.

There was also a sign hanging on the gate post, and Mr. Zipper had a good look, and the moment he passed by, he could see that it read "Private territory, please do not enter".

This private territory is large enough that most people can get lost in it.

The convoy drove north along the winding forest road, and soon saw two large, beautiful detached houses in the distance, presumably near the bay.

Invincible sea view building, but these are not the main homes of this huge manor, and Mr. Zipper knows that these are just residences provided by Mr. Allen to the staff of the manor.

In the southwestern part of the peninsula there are several small estates of various sizes, some of which were built in the forties and fifties, which would be used as the houses of Mr. Allen to entertain friends.

These are all stories that have been circulated among the high-ups of the United States, and some of them are still hanging in suspense, and Mr. Zipper has heard it before: not to mention the newly built main house, the artwork in the largest "guest house" in the southwest corner alone can be staggering!

The husband and wife will put it bluntly, they are not even rich people, and the income of senators is only high-income people in the middle class, and it is a big deal that many expenses of ordinary life do not have to be spent by themselves.

The two of them were curious to look at the scenery outside in the car, and it felt like they had driven about three or four kilometers before the convoy arrived at an L-shaped two-story building in the southwest corner of the peninsula.

Formerly known as Kov Point, the building in front of it looks like a European castle with two towers, built before World War II and originally owned by a wealthy real estate man, and now the entire peninsula is the private property of Mr. Allen.

This is not the main building of Mr. Allen's estate, tonight the Zippers will move into this castle-style house by the sea, which can accommodate the couple and all the accompanying people.

The future president of the United States is not suitable to live in the same building as Zhang Nan and his wife.

When he came here first, Zhang Nan wanted the guests to settle down first, let them rest for a while, and then pick up the couple to go to the main building two hours later.

As for the main building, it is almost two kilometres away on the east side of 1.

No way, the manor is really big, all of which are as big as the hill manor of the Krupp family, the legendary richest family in Germany, and more than 9 percent of the nearly 600 hectares of land are covered by forests.

Let the guests settle down first, Zhang Nan and Nicole temporarily left without even entering the building, and naturally one of the housekeepers in charge of this side received them.

As she approached the lobby of the main building, Mr. Zipper's attention was still drawn to the antique European furniture in the living room, which could be seven or eight meters high, when Hillary drew attention to an oil painting on the wall: "The Ball at the Moulin Rouge".

Noticing the change in the attention of the guests, the butler said politely: "That's Mr. Allen, who likes to squat on a painting very much..."

After a while, the Zippers moved into the building's master suite, where all the furniture and furnishings were pre-World War II, except for the television in the living room and a few telephones in each room.

As soon as the servants left, Hillary didn't even wash it first, and couldn't help but say to her husband: "That sentence in the living room is genuine, it hangs there, it's really hard to believe!"

A painting worth $78.1 million hangs on the wall of the large living room of the villa where the guests are entertained, and Mrs. Clinton can only feel that she does not understand the world of the rich.

Today's Hillary is not a super strong woman more than 20 years later, and she is still a little tender.

Mr. Zipper smiled and said, "Guess what I just saw in the suite's study?"

As a politician, he had to know where the study was.

Without opening his mouth, his wife's expression made him naturally continue: "Van Gogh's Portrait of Doctor Gachet." ”

Well, what is called Howe, this is called Howe!

The combination of these two famous paintings is an incident that once angered the entire Western art collecting community, but this incident later became a mystery, which will solve the puzzle of the zipper couple.

Mr. Allen...

Treat the enemy without spitting out bones!