At noon on October 5, the energetic Eric finished reading all the copywriting in advance and planned to walk around the garden, but once he stepped out of the Hanseatic Palace, a group of black-clad and leather-clad security guards around him ruined the relaxed atmosphere.

Eric, who was a little distraught, walked back again, and Ananta was a little curious to see that the president had returned a few minutes later.

"Did Mr. President forget something?" Anatta asked.

"No, I wanted to walk around, but they kept following me and getting upset." Eric said angrily, then pushed the door and hung up his coat.

Ananta followed in and asked in a whisper. "Why don't I put on your makeup?" When it comes to makeup, Antana is very interested.

"It seems to be okay, or you can dress up yourself, let's walk around the street and sit in the office every day." Eric travels with great fanfare, or in a two-point-one-line work mode, and has not been on the street for a long time, except for the last time when he planned to attend the Berlin Academy of Sciences.

"Shall I go too?" Ananta asked curiously.

"Let's go together, and listen to Minister Gerres say that Berlin has changed after several renovations, but don't let me get lost alone." Before Eric came here, he was just an ordinary "truck driver", specializing in the forwarding industry, but he received more dangerous orders, transferring all kinds of needed items from the war zones of the warring sides, until one day he received an order to transport ore...

Eric had wasted a lot of time thinking about it, and Ananta had already taken advantage of this time to change Eric's appearance, with a beard, a wig, a felt hat, a simple trench coat and simple cowhide shoes, and the elite man became an ordinary street clerk.

The two who walked out of the Hanseatic Palace lived like a young couple.

Ananta also deliberately dressed up today, with a sky blue floral dress and white high heels making her as lively and cute as an 18-year-old girl.

The policemen who often patrol Friedrichstrasse were also attracted by Anata, wondering why they were dressed so glamorously today, and then looking at the men who followed them, I went, so handsome, why haven't I seen it?

"Where do we go first?" Anata's smile is like a warm sunshine, which is refreshing.

"Let's go to the hospital first, Guderian has returned home and is being treated, I plan to go and see. After coming out, go where the people's lives can be best reflected. Although he came out to play and relax, Eric still did not forget that his love for Guderian was still being treated, and it was like learning about the actual situation of the people.

"So you want to come out and observe the people's feelings? It's okay, I'm just looking for an assistant, let's go to the talent market after seeing General Guderian. With that, Anatta and Eric had already walked out of the street, where there were some taxis waiting to be used in an orderly manner, with the three largest brands, Mercedes-Benz, Porsche, and BMW.

"Did you bring any money?" After the two got into the car, Ananta asked. After all, whoever goes to the hospital is not allowed to buy something, and it is difficult to be empty-handed. Although Guderian wouldn't mind...

"Yes, the 200 yuan that Brauchitsch gave me for tuition, do you think it is enough?" Eric really hasn't come out to buy something for a long time, and he doesn't know what the purchasing power of 200 yuan is.

"That's enough, 200 dollars is almost enough for a week's salary, my Mr. President." Anata's mood was sluggish all of a sudden, it was really incomparable, and the president charged 200 yuan for a class. Anata's monthly salary is only 1,500 yuan, which is not a bad salary.

"Your salary shouldn't be low." Eric's salary level for the director of the recruitment office was calculated from the blue-collar level of Eric Group, which belonged to the cadres. There are not many people like Ananta who have government positions and military ranks.

"Compared to many people, my salary is relatively high. However, there are still many people whose wages are still barely enough to eat. Ananta thought that Eric had come out to be sensitive to the people's feelings, and she spoke politely, telling what she had seen and heard.

After listening to Anata's description of the capital Berlin and the situation in his hometown, Eric did not feel much surprised, but nodded, not out of his expectation.

"This problem is already improving, it just takes time, and it doesn't work out quickly." The problem Eric is talking about is actually a tax reform, and the tax rate in the Federal Republic of Germany is very high, up to 68%. In comparison with the same year, 65% in the United Kingdom, 61% in the United States, and 71% in the Soviet Union.

Such a high tax rate seems nonsense to Eric, but from Annata's reaction, such a high tax rate is actually in line with the current environment, and almost all large countries draw such high taxes. This tax is only a comprehensive tax, if you break it down again.

The wealthy in Germany are taxed, i.e. those with an annual income of more than 122,000 marks before tax, are required to pay 77.2% of their personal tax, which increases with their income. The highest luxury tax is 99%, for example, on rum and stout, among others.

This means that heavy taxation has become a habit, and no one thinks it is strange that the new government is leaning heavily on taxes, and the same is true for other countries, and the finances of Europe and the arms race have been rising year by year.

The Military Hospital of the City of Berlin is a special hospital for the Wehrmacht and its immediate family, and it is not yet open to the general public, it is exclusive to the privileged class, Guderian's military rank was originally a lieutenant general, and he was picked up by Eric with two stars to become a colonel, but fortunately, the vacant ward is still there, and there is no rush to transfer, plus his connections, the hospital has not been adjusted without authorization.

Eric did not intend to come to see him today as president, but as a friend, so it was Ananta who came forward to contact the hospital.

When the two walked to the ward, Guderian's family was also present, and Eric was inconvenient to communicate for fear of causing unnecessary trouble, so he asked Ananta to enter and clear the room.

Sitting in the corridor, Eric looked at the wounded who passed by were basically colonel-level officers, all of whom had been wounded from the front line and returned to the rear.

No one noticed that the person sitting on the edge of the corridor was their own big boss, thanks to Annata's makeup skills.

"Come in, sir, they're all gone." Ananta playfully patted the wall behind Eric's head to bring Eric back to his senses.

Eric didn't say hello directly when he walked into the room, but sat down next to Guderian and asked. "It's better."

Guderian was stunned for a moment, he didn't know this person, and his voice was a little familiar.

"You are?" Guderian is not good at nonsense, after all, where the imperial capital is located, a colonel is nothing, and he has to trample several generals to death if he steps on it.

Eric was also stunned, could it be that this guy had amnesia? Later, under the reminder of Anata, she found that this dress was really difficult to recognize, so she had to take off her hat and fake beard.

"Marshal!" Guderian was about to get out of bed with a cry of surprise, and the scene directly scared Ananta stupid.

"Don't move, you still have injuries, although there are no external injuries, but internal injuries are the most troublesome, you better recuperate, I came this time to ask you something." Eric then said to Annata, "You wait outside for a while, no one is allowed to come in without my order." ”