Jiang Yang is rich.

But in his opinion, this money is only a small achievement.

He had made a detailed division of the wealth levels of human beings in this world, a total of thirteen levels.

Rich people, local tyrants, entrepreneurs, wealth freedom, star entrepreneurs, business sea giants, business overlords, business list regulars, Forbes top, small chaebols, chaebols, top chaebols, international financial controllers.

According to this level, his position is at most sixth and seventh.

As for the real chaebol, even the "double horses" in the previous life did not dare to call themselves on this.

In country H, the chaebols control the entire entertainment industry and the police circle, and monopolizing the market is the norm there. The most terrible thing is that in that country, the chaebol can control the political economy, and the top ten famous consortia in country H almost monopolize the clothing, food, housing and transportation of the people of country H, such as the world-famous car company H Hyundai Group, they control all kinds of heavy industries in country H, such as Samsung Group, and they directly control the lifeline of the country's economy.

There are LG, Seonkyung, SK, Doosan, Lotte and so on.

These chaebol companies control 60% of the economy of country H, and these chaebols alone can create 70% of the country's GDP every year.

There, it can be said that the chaebol belongs to country H, and country H is also a chaebol.

Those chaebols use their powerful economic strength to influence elections, manipulate policies, and constantly erode social resources, and try their best to tilt resources in their favor; when enterprises control the clothing, food, housing, and transportation of the common people, they can exert considerable restraint on the government, and the proportion of government-government control and distribution will be reduced, which can easily cause serious social polarization.

A scholar from country H once said that the gap between income and assets in country H is so large that there is no way to solve it.

This shows the severity of the polarization in country H, and the leader of country H is also a very high-risk industry.

In Jiang Yang's memory, since the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1948, H has gone through 19 sessions of a total of 12 presidents, of which one was forced into exile, two were ousted by a coup d'état, one was assassinated, one committed suicide, two were caught, and the other two were arrested and sentenced, and the president of H country was jokingly called the most dangerous profession in history.

"The First Evolution"

There are many chaebols in country H, and these chaebols are closely linked.

They give money to canvass for the leaders to invest, and after coming to power, they must also support the chaebols, and can only do things that are in their interests, otherwise they will not end well. To put it bluntly, the leader-leader of country H is the puppet used by the chaebols to realize their own greater interests.

These chaebols were born after the Second World War, when the incumbent president of country H supported some giant enterprises, and they integrated domestic resources into these enterprises to do big things, and these enterprises grew rapidly and went international with the support of the government of country H, and with the continuous growth of economic power, they were eager to get more resources and greater privileges.

Thus, the "chaebol" was born.

For example, companies such as "SK" and "Rakuten", which are known to the world, are only small chaebols, and "Samsung" and "Hyundai" are only chaebol levels.

The real top chaebols, like a pair of eyes under the abyss, observe and control the chaebols to formulate their own class systems and rules for them, with the economy and resources.

"You don't need to know that I exist, but I'm always watching you, influencing you, and controlling you."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yang felt a chill in his back.

The courtyard was a little cold in the middle of the night.

After returning to China, he first sent Chen Lan back to Kyoto, and the first thing Jiang Yang did when he arrived in Huazhou was to get a good night's sleep.

The only one who had a peaceful sleep during this time.

The sky was dark, the chandelier was dim under the jujube tree, and the wind blew, and the branches trembled.

For the so-called top chaebol, Jiang Yang's identity in his previous life was only met once, and it was because of that side that he was killed by the conspiracy of his friends, in the bloody mouth of the shark.

Nearly 30 years of brotherhood have not been able to resist the temptation of interests after all.

People's hearts are so hot and cold, which makes Jiang Yang's heart fall into a cold.

In the last life, he was extremely unruly and upright.

He thought that with his wisdom and enthusiasm, he could get infinitely closer to the truth and share food with those top chaebols.

And it turned out that he was so innocent, even naïve.

The moment he died in the belly of the fish, his brain was filled with eggs hitting stones and self-determination.

How ridiculous.

Obviously, they are all interests, some people play with applause, and some people die without a place to bury even if they just take a step forward.

Pain.

There was a heart-piercing pain in the center of his eyebrows again, and the pain made his body spasm, which was even stronger than the previous times.

But this time, Jiang Yang only frowned, his hands were clenched into fists, sweat dripping on the ground, the blood vessels on his body burst out, and his breathing became a little heavy.

He didn't say a word, but he survived.

Because of the pain of betrayal by his friends, the unwilling pain of his previous life was more difficult for him to bear than the pain of his eyebrows.

"Whew......!"

A gust of wind blew, making Jiang Yang's brain sober up a little and the pain eased a little.

It's another world.

Perhaps, he was too obsessed, and God gave him a second chance.

He has the information gap for the next 20 years, and knows in advance where the world will go in the next 20 years.

This time, he wants to use these to get straight to the truth, tear off the camouflages of the chaebols, and create an ideal transition with his own hands.

This time, no one should try to control themselves.

If control must exist, then it must be one's own control over them.

"Mr. Jiang, it's cold, put on your coat."

Aunt Zhang walked out of the backyard, saw Jiang Yang sitting in the courtyard in a daze, and found a black coat.

"I'll go out, lock the door, and won't be back tonight."

Jiang Yang got up and said, then went into the house to pick up the car keys and wallet, and left the courtyard.

On the street in the dark, the Mercedes-Benz S600 opened its eyes, the headlights illuminated the entire alley, and drove off into the distance with a roar.

……

Huazhou, Zhen'an District, a huge manor.

Here is in the suburb of Huazhou border, the scenery is pleasant but sparsely populated, the manor covers an area of nearly 100 acres, there are all kinds of plants in the garden, large and small trees and shrubs are staggered and chic, the shape is very unique.

There are street lamps every ten steps, the lamp poles are pitch black, the mahogany lampshade, and the orange lamp cloth make the whole manor glow warmly.

Stylish, luxurious, natural and warm.

There is a ten-meter-high gatehouse outside the ten-meter-wide gatehouse, and five vigorous and powerful characters are written on the gatehouse made of ancient wood: Anhuaijing Manor.

There is security at the door, and there are patrols in the manor.

This is another residence of An Shengsen in Hwasu.

The central building is modernly decorated, and the room is full of ancient wooden furniture, all of which are rare wood.

Huanghuali, red sandalwood, golden silk and all kinds of expensive woods that cannot be named make the whole building and the lobby full of heavy feeling.

At the entrance to the hall was a square table made of black rosewood, on which there was a cutle-shaped object with a thick bowl mouth, nearly two meters long, and white and clear.

It's mammoth tusks.

An Shengsen held the phone in his hand, laughing for a while, and scolding for a while.

"Hahaha, I know, this kid did a good job, hahaha, yes, yes, what? Hand people over? Fuck the fuck! Do these yellow hairs really use themselves as onions? I, old man An, threw the words here, as long as my son returned to Huazhou, whoever dared to fight him again would not be able to get along with my An Shengsen. If they really want to be cheap, then come and give it a try! ”