Stoller arranged for John and them to live in his country house. This villa is located in a "game reserve" on the outskirts www.biquge.info of Berlin, about a two-hour drive from the city. The surroundings of the villa are very nice, not far from the famous Villa Kailin in Goering.

Led by a maid, John and Davis went upstairs to change their clothes. In 1938, electric locomotives were not yet commonplace, and John and his family were still riding coal-fired steam-powered trains, and they inevitably needed to freshen up after a long journey.

John was pleased with the Stole's arrangement, the bedroom and living room were spacious, richly furnished, and the view from the window was a beautiful view of the large lawn, fir woods, meandering river and thatched-roof sheds.

In the banquet hall downstairs, Stoller prepared a grand welcome banquet for John and them. Long tables are filled with sumptuous dishes, and a quartet string orchestra plays Beethoven's works in a golden French-style ballroom. In addition to Stoller and a Berlin banker, the banquet was attended by several high-ranking officers of the Luftwaffe and Wehrmacht, the director of an electric power plant, a male comedian who was said to be very famous in Berlin, and a plump soprano.

Stoller was a warm and shrewd German businessman who spoke fluent English with a bold and earnest expression. During the feast, Stole told some clever jokes, and even dared to make fun of Goering's obesity and his field marshal's uniform, which was similar to a stage costume. In general, Stoller was no different from John's previous encounters with other successful businessmen in the United States and France.

At the dinner table, the most talked about was the hunt that will take place tomorrow. It turned out that these people were members of a hunting club, and John just happened to attend their party. Stoller warmly invited John to go deer hunting, and he offered to lend John a very nice Blaser double-barreled shotgun.

John is no stranger to hunting. At home in the United States, John had several Remington shotguns in his collection, and in the winter, he often went deer hunting with his friends in the mountains of Montana. Even though he didn't have as much spare time in recent years, he occasionally went to the shores of Lake Erie to hunt wild ducks and had a gun addiction.

At the end of the meal, the soprano sang a few of Schubert's songs. Except for John and Davis, all of them were old men, and they had little interest in ballroom balls anymore. After a slight dissipation, they either went back to their rooms to rest and recharge for tomorrow's hunt; Either go to the study or the games room to play cards and drink brandy.

Stoller dragged John and Dr. Knopman, the director of the power plant, into his small meeting room.

Dr. Knopmann's power plant is one of the largest thermal power plants in Germany and supplies nearly half of the industrial electricity used in the Ruhr industrial area. Stole had a stake in the "Objckte" business that Consuelo had previously acquired.

"John, Knopman worked in New York and spoke English very well, and we could communicate in English." Stoller poured a glass of brandy for each of them.

"That's great, I'm sorry, my German is terrible." John raised his glass to the two of them, apologizing.

"I heard from Consuelo that you were going to sell some shares in the business, and Knopman came to me as soon as he got the news." Stole got straight to the point and said, "Knopman wants to buy back your shares in the power plant. But he had just spent a lot of money on upgrading the equipment, and he didn't have that much money on hand. I would like to ask if you can accept other payment methods. ”

"It's not that you can't think about it, let's hear it first." John hesitated slightly, but nodded.

From the bottom of his heart, of course, John hopes that the other party will directly come up with real money. But he had heard of this Knopman and knew that he was Göring's confidant, who had negotiated and signed a large import agreement with the Rockefeller family on behalf of Göring.

Since Goering is eyeing this stake, it is estimated that there is no other buyer for him to choose from. At present, this air marshal (Goering was promoted to the rank of Reich Marshal in 1940) is in charge of Germany's "four-year plan" and has a very strong say in economic issues. John felt that he could not offend such a "big man" because of such a trivial matter.

Knopman gave two options, one is to use part of his Lufthansa shares for equivalent exchange, and the other is to use part of the jewelry and art to deduct.

When he first heard the name of Lufthansa, John was almost moved. Thanks to him, he remembered in time that this Hansa was not another Hansa. The current Lufthansa was founded in 1926. After Germany's defeat in 1945, it was disbanded because it was considered by the Allies to be an accomplice of the German Nazis.

Lufthansa was re-established in 1955, and although the two are inextricably linked, they are not officially recognized. In 2015, John also attended the 60th anniversary celebration with UPS executives.

Historically, Göring the fat man famously said, "Everything that flies on German soil belongs to me." If John changes the shares of Lufthansa, then it will really be called a meat bun and a dog, and there will be no return.

John chose the second option, although these jewelry and artworks are more troublesome to realize, but there is still room for appreciation. Anyway, even if you don't sell it in the future, it's good to keep it for yourself. However, John was not very good at these things, so he asked the other party to provide a list of items first, and then he could find a professional to identify and evaluate them before making a transaction.

Knopman agreed, and he immediately pulled out a list of artworks that had been prepared for John to pick from. John glanced at the list of Chinese vases, Persian mats, busts, gold and silver tea sets, antique jewelry, medieval medals, scepters, swords, armor, famous paintings by Italian and Dutch masters from the thirteenth to seventeenth centuries, and paintings by so-called Nazi contemporary artists.

John put away the list and was ready to go back to his room and call Cousin Consuelo and ask her to recommend a few reliable appraisers. In the circle of art collection, cousin Consuelo is still very well-connected.

Knopman was overjoyed to see John so readily accept his request. He offered to pour John another glass of brandy, and made a vague offer that if John agreed, he could buy shares in John's other businesses in the same way.

Goering's gang is really greedy, and this is going to have to be an inch. I wanted to exchange a bunch of hard-to-realize "rags" for the hen that laid the golden eggs in John's hand, but there was no door. John was a little angry, he euphemistically said that his business in the United States needed a lot of money, and the nod just now was purely to give face to Stoller, who had worked with the family for many years.

Knopman didn't care, his main purpose had been achieved anyway, enough to go back to Göring.

Stoller was very happy that John gave him such a face, and he patted his chest boldly, saying that he had been friends with the Vanderbilt family for more than 30 years, and would definitely help John sell those shares for a good price.

Next, the three of them exchanged hunting experiences while drinking, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. While the wine was hot, Stoller invited John to a banquet at the next door at Villa Kaylin. He pretended to mysteriously tell John that there would be a "famous person" from the United States in attendance.

When John woke up the next morning, he had a splitting headache. Stoller and Knopman were too good to drink, and at the end of last night, the two old men simply didn't like brandy, and replaced them with high-grade Schneops. It was a strong liquor with an alcohol content of more than 70%, and John didn't even know how he was going to his room in the end.

John endured dizziness and nausea and finished his breakfast. The maid brought him a green hunting suit, and a hat with feathers in it, and a full set of belts, daggers, horns, and leather bladders, which were filled with the kind of Schneeps that had been drunk the night before.

John had never participated in this kind of traditional hunting of European court nobility before, and when he was fully dressed, he felt like the legendary "Robin Hood the Rogue". If you replace that Blazer double-barreled shotgun with a bow and arrow, it will be more like.

The hunt takes place in the forest not far from the villa. This is a "game reserve" for dignitaries like them, and there is a lot of wildlife. After praying and blowing the trumpet, according to tradition, they scattered in search of their prey.

In addition to the "bodyguard" Davis, there was also an elderly Wehrmacht Major General. Davis whispered to John that he had spent the night playing cards with the Major General named Almin von Long the previous night. This old man, who had studied at the US Army Military Academy, was very cunning, and last night he won him almost 200 Reichsmarks.

For the whole morning, John didn't get any money. The hangover still had him and his limbs were still weak, and he couldn't hold the gun at all, which made the old general with a hooked nose laugh for a long time. It wasn't until near noon that John hit a buck. Although it is not large, the horns are very beautiful, almost 12 prongs, which somewhat saves John some face.

At the noon picnic, John chatted with the Major General Long. Although this veteran general was not affected by the previous "Blomburg-Flitch incident", it is time for him to retire next year at his age. In his words, he did not hide his contempt for the Nazi "dominant race" and the Nazi Party itself.

But at the same time, he also justifiably defended the German Führer, arguing that Germany was now correcting the mistakes made during the Weimar era under Hitler's leadership, and the German nation was returning to the track of development.

John felt that Major General Long's ideas should be very representative within the Wehrmacht. These traditional Prussian military aristocrats were very "pragmatic", and as long as Hitler could lead them to victory, they did not mind obeying the command of this "Bohemian corporal with abnormal brains". John planned to include Long's views in his report to the F.D.R. when he returned.