In the spacious lobby of the villa, the fireplace is not lit due to the season, and the large glass windows let in sunlight, so the whole hall looks very bright. The clear wind blew in through the windows, raising the tulle and the precious curtains, which were precious and extraordinary, but hung all over the hall.

On the ceiling, the old and huge chandeliers have been modernized, and they have replaced the outdated candles with electric lights, but even this change has not affected its splendor in the slightest. You can imagine how bright this chandelier would be at night.

Even the most uninformed people, if they see such magnificent furniture and decoration, they will clearly understand how rich the owner of this house is. Find a few things here to make the poor run for a lifetime, those solid wood furniture carved style with a medieval aftertaste, you don't need to touch it to feel the value.

But in such a home that is almost made of money, there are corners where the sun does not want to shine, and in that darkest and most lifeless place, a man with a cigar in his mouth sits on the sofa, and the eyes of the owl pierce the darkness and make people's hearts palpitate.

He was rich and arguably one of the richest people in Germany. If it weren't for the strong rise of the behemoth of the White Lanhua Group in the war, perhaps he wouldn't even need to add one of them, because he alone controls countless German industries. Krupp had to keep his voice down when he saw him, because in the face of his huge capital, any single industry was only vulnerable.

After the Führer drove out the wealthy Jews, his position became even more prosperous. Most of the properties that the Jews left in Germany were divided among German merchants and used to pay off the goods and funds borrowed by the state. Countless Mifu coupons have just been redeemed by the government, and they are forwarded to these directors and wealthy people as orders for military products.

It's a pity that this man, who represents the largest and richest chaebol in Germany, has been in a bad mood lately because he can't embezzle the huge, rich and energetic Bai Lanhua Group. He knew he couldn't compete with the huge clique controlled by the First Lady herself, because behind it stood the Führer, who seemed to know everything.

What annoyed him even more was that because there was no way to use his huge capital to shake the Bai Lanhua Group, he had no way to reach out to the other industrial groups in the empire that relied on the strong rise of the Bai Lanhua Group. Companies such as Krupp, Porsche, Rheinmetall, BMW, and Mercedes-Benz were all protected by the Führer's industrial sector, earning large sums of money every day, but they could not be bought by him.

So lately he has become more and more impatient, impatient with this kind of national economic protection that overrides commercial means. He spent a lot of money to bribe the parliamentarians of the Greater German Party, befriended the representatives of the military, and hoped that a bill could be passed to support his capital in areas where he was now making unlimited money.

As a mercenary man, he even considered passing an election law to remove the stupid Führer from that position who only knew about war. He aspires to be replaced with a puppet that is easier to manipulate in order to further his great ambition of encroaching on the entire European economy.

"Mr. Linus...... The ironwork factory that the Jews had just taken over and sold to us...... Workers have already gone on strike because they are dissatisfied with our wage cuts. A man dressed as a manager in a suit was standing in front of the seated man, respectfully reporting what had just happened.

Linus Sebastian has left few names in history, but if Hitler, Krupp and even Speer borrowed money from the tycoon, you can see how high his status was in Germany. This super financial tycoon from Munich has countless factories and companies in Germany.

"Those damned Jews, who are still raising the wages of these poor workers when they are leaving, are they clearly working against me!" Linus, who was sitting on the sofa, pulled out a thick cigar from his mouth, and as he swallowed the clouds, he squeezed this complaint from between his teeth: "Like the hapless Führer, they don't know what business is, and they don't know what capital is...... Make a phone call to the commander of the local garrison and leave the matter to ...... Leave it to the local manager. ”

In exchange for support and to speed up Germany's industrial development, Accardo abolished the right to assemble workers eight months before and managed to make the trade unions the mouthpiece of the Greater German Party. To a certain extent, this encouraged the capitalists to exploit the workers, but it objectively accelerated the pace of industrial reform in Germany.

"There are no trade unions anymore, and these poor idiots who have only one rotten life left can still toss and turn! If they don't get started, let the army suppress them. Kill a few people, and the rest will naturally be honest. Linus proudly said his countermeasures, and his countermeasures to his subordinates' demands for wage increases were basically a means of never compromising. He colluded with anyone who might have colluded to suppress the strike of all the workers in his factories.

He has his own theories about this kind of thing: he is willing to spend a lot of money to get acquainted with a high-ranking government official, which for him is to expand his circle of friends and belong to the social activities of high society, but to let him give a penny to his employees is a waste of resources, and he, like almost all capitalists, believes that any means of increasing the cost of production is a failed means of operation.

In this hall, he despised the German Führer Accardo, who did not understand the operation of capital, as "the man who did not understand economics", and called the generals of the Führer's faction who were unwilling to accept his bribes in the army "the fools who only knew how to fight." Linus believes that these people will eventually be defeated by his money, and will eventually have to be replaced by those who are interested in it later.

Another henchman lowered his head for a moment, then whispered the results of his recent activities: "A dozen members of parliament appreciate your generosity, and they think it is the right choice to introduce a free economic bill at the right time. But none of them are willing to plan elections, or even talk about it. ”

These politicians who play politics in the Greater German Party are not fools. They knew more about Accardo's power in German politics than the businessmen, and the politicians who came to power through the Greater German Party benefited more or less from the reichstag fire and the famous night attack on the chancellor. The bloody killings have not been forgotten, on the contrary, everyone knows very well how ruthless the man who lives in the Führer's mansion is.

No one wants to take any chances, or rather, no one wants to die. The Führer's grip on the army and armed forces was even stronger than that of the emperor or the leader of the military junta. And even within the Greater German Party, there were overwhelmingly fanatics who supported the Führer, and no one in their right mind was willing to challenge Accardo's authority for a small amount of money in such a situation.

"Bastard!" Lynus grabbed the small gem-encrusted golden ashtray that lay beside the armrest of the couch and fell to the floor at his feet without thinking. He was annoyed and angry that none of the people wanted to disobey Accardo: "These cowards!

The pure gold ashtray clattered and tumbled to the corner, and the sheer force completely deformed the delicate ornament. What was estimated to be worth a lot of money, what was estimated to be able to feed many workers, was easily destroyed by Linus.

He recently went to war with German Führer Accardo because of his investment in Italy. He instigated many large conglomerates with investment in Italy to force Accardo together, hoping that he could give up his position as soon as possible, or settle the turbulent situation in Italy as soon as possible.

The original expectation was that Accardo would be forced to compromise or give up some favor to satisfy their more greedy desires. But no one expected that the situation in Italy would be quickly pacified by the Wehrmacht, and there would not even be time to give them a buffer. Most of the consortia defected, ceding some of their interests to curry favor with the Führer, but he was not reconciled to the failure of the plan and continued to plan to replace the Führer with someone else.

Unfortunately, this plan now seemed very difficult, because he really did not expect that the dominance of a leader in the country could be so strong. Thirty years ago, his father Lynus had said to him, "The emperor of this country can be replaced with money." But now he wants to replace a Führer, but he is having a lot of difficulty.

"Mr. Linus...... Mr. Linus!" Just as he was annoyed by this, an old man dressed in a very decent butler's dress walked briskly into the hall. The old butler had apparently spotted the ashtray in the corner, and looked with strange eyes at the few people around him who were frequent visitors, and turned to bend down to pick it up. He didn't put the ruined art-like ashtray back in its original place, but took it, walked back to Linus, leaned over Linus's ear, and whispered a message he had just gotten.

Linus's eyes widened suddenly, and then he looked at the old butler who had just finished speaking, and finally even threw out the cigar in his hand, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth in a cold and cruel voice: "How dare they hide from me! That oil field is mine! It's my Linus!"