Wa Hatlan and Xiao Chenxi, Burning Li and a few little girls conspired, and in the presidential suite where Guy Rothschild stayed at the Conrad Hotel in Shengton District, it was unusually quiet at the moment, and in the huge presidential suite, except for the old pervert Guy and his butler who was full of English gentlemanly demeanor, there was no one, no servants, no bodyguards, two beauties including Denise Richards and Sophie Marceau, and there were only two people who were cold and cold.

Even though it's September, it's not cold, and the intelligent system in the presidential suite automatically adjusts the temperature and humidity in the air to the most appropriate level, making your whole body feel comfortable, but Guy the tall pervert sitting on a wide chair still habitually covers his lap with a blanket of cashmere. At this moment, where is there still a trace of the image of a pervert who can't move when he sees a beautiful woman? The serious look on his face can't help but remind him of the kings who sat on high thrones with a serious face.

Although he Guy Rothschild is not a king, just a grand duke of England, in fact, all people with a high status in this world know that the Rothschild family is the real royal family of this world economy, and he, Guy, Rothschild, this catty, the old man sitting on a chair with a blanket on his legs, the patriarch of the Rothschild family, is the real king of this economic empire, an uncrowned king without a crown, an uncrowned emperor!

The whole Western world was prostrate at his feet, looking at his face, and when he was upset, the whole Western world trembled.

"News from the Japanese side has come back?" Listen to the soft, soothing background music that plays in the room. Old Guy closed his eyes, and did not move any part of his body except for the light tapping of his index finger on the arm of the chair, and his tone was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, and he did not know who he was asking.

"Yes, my esteemed master," the butler behind Old Guy nodded respectfully, "The news from the Japanese side has come back, and the four major Japanese automakers and several small automakers have joined forces and are ready to fight against us, who hasn't made much action yet, well, the alliance." ”

Now this move can only be described by the word alliance, right? Charlie, the butler, pondered to himself.

"I've heard that the little Mitsui zaibatsu actually sees GM as their industry?" Old Guy opened his eyes, shook his head with a chuckle, picked up the goblet that was put aside and took a sip gently, "Hehe, it's just that Baosteel in Shanghai, China is their industry, and our GM is also their industry?" Don't these Japanese who are close to China but never have a long memory know that there is an idiom in ancient China called "Yelang is arrogant, Charlie, do you say that little Mitsui is not the arrogant Yelang country?" A little monkey actually looks at something that covets its own master? You say, what should you do as a master in such a situation?

It seems that it is not a good thing for a servant to have too much ambition. ”

"The host, Makuchi...... The butler replied softly, but at this moment, the butler Charlie's waist bent a little more at this moment. I know very well that as long as my master speaks of an oriental allusion or idiom, someone will get moldy every time, and this has never changed, and this time it is undoubtedly the same, and the butler is convinced of this.

It's just that why is it that a country that once had such a glorious civilization, a country with so many wise opinions, has become like this in modern times? Charlie, the housekeeper, was a little puzzled by this, and read a lot of books, Charlie did not know many Europeans and Americans who looked down on Chinese like that, but from the bottom of his heart he had a deep awe for them, of course, worse than the awe of his own master: Who knows what crazy things this country with a history of civilization will do?

Thinking about the crazy characters in the history of this country, thinking about the heavenly killer Bai Qi who killed 400,000 soldiers, thinking of the martial mourning king Ran Shan, who killed more than a million, and thinking of Genghis Khan's generals who grazed on the banks of the Rhine, the housekeeper Charlie couldn't help but shudder: How can this damn country get rid of such madmen? Kill millions of people in the year of the blade, which is equivalent to the entire population of a country in Europe at the same time!

Old Guy smiled, didn't speak, and gently shook the wine glass in his hand, the red wine in the crystal glass was as red as blood!

"Alice, are they moving?" It seems like a long time has passed. Old Guy asked again.

"They don't do anything now, my esteemed master." The butler replied respectfully.

"Hasn't there been any movement yet?" Old Guy frowned, then stretched out again and nodded. "That's right, if they were so uncomposed, and they couldn't sit still as soon as the opponent net moved, the Alice Group would not have developed to the current level, which is a catty. A very strong opponent, Alice Group, has been seen by its own master as an opponent, not a person who can be by himself. How many years has it been since the Rothschild family, who had a slight body in the housekeeper's body, had no opponent? It seems that since his grandfather's grandfather began to be the housekeeper of this great and mysterious family, this great and mysterious family has no opponents, right? But now, this great family is facing a rival that is growing and rising? Or an opponent that has developed a little more than a decade? Who would believe that?

"Do you know what sport I like best? Charlie? Old Guy said, as if asking the old Jiang Yi behind him.

Charlie, the butler, did not speak. The old butler knew the habits of his master, and although old Guy seemed to be talking to himself at this time, in fact it was just the master talking to himself, and if he answered at this time, the master would be very unhappy.

Sure enough, without waiting for old Charlie to say anything, the old pervert Guy muttered softly, "Fishing, you know, Charlie, fishing is my favorite."

Old Charlie still stood behind Guy, and he knew that as a steward of the Rothschild family, especially the steward of the patriarch of the family who secretly controlled the world, it was a very important matter when to say something. Charlie was able to be recognized by old Guy, which means that Charlie has at least done a good job of speculating on people's hearts, very well. ,

"You know, Charlie, fishing is a very patient activity," said old Guy to himself, "not only must you endure the loneliness, and you must endure the long time before the cunning fish takes the bait, but you must also endure the cunning tentative movements of the cunning fish before it bites." Of course, the most important thing is that you have to pull the fish up at the most opportune time, because if it's early, all your day's efforts may be in vain; When it's late, the bait is eaten by the fish. So, Charlie, timing, reality matters. ”

"Yes, master, you are wise." Old Guy finally took over the topic, and it was most appropriate to take over Old Guy's words at this time.

Sure enough, Old Guy was very satisfied with Charlie's timely words, "Charlie, you have to remember that this is not wisdom, this is just a family passed down from generation to generation of the Rothschild family.

We can't be fish that grab bait underneath to eat, we have to be fishermen fishing on the shore, what we have to do is pull up the rod at the right time, that's all. ”

Of course, everyone wants to be the fisherman who makes the final profit, but unfortunately no matter how many parties are in the game, there is only one fisherman, and there can only be one, and if you want to be a fisherman, it is not who has the final say, but who has the final say. Which one goes to the end is the real fisherman.

"What's going on with Guy's pervert right now?" Zhang Lan's index finger tapped Zhuo Mian lightly and asked Jill who was busy on the side.

"There's not any movement yet." Jill, who was in charge of the implementation rules of this count, immediately replied.

"No movement?" Alice smiled lightly, and the bright smile immediately eclipsed the delicate roses in the vase, "This old fellow is cunning enough, waiting for us to show our cards." ”

"After all, it's a family that has been inherited for many years, and if you don't have this thought, it's really strange" Zhang Lan didn't care at all, wanting to find a real friend in the mall? And in this kind of national war in the shopping mall where the country is the casino? The idea, well-mm, is a bit naïve, "If this old pervert can't hold it back now, I think it's weird." ”

"Why do you keep calling that old man pervert?" Alice was a little weird.

"Because this old man always wants to take advantage of you." This was no weaker than Guy's little bastard's answer.

"Oh," a few girls were there, "so that's the case, huh?" It seems that I said something wrong? Looking at the atmosphere around her that was obviously starting to become wrong, although Zhang Lan was a little white, she was not too white, scratching her head, "What's the matter?" ”

"Nothing!" The answers of several little girls were surprisingly consistent.

Again, this little bastard was quite angry in his heart: why is it like this every time it comes to this time?

"What is the reaction of the Japanese side?" Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it, and Zhang Lan diverted the attention of the net Cai a little offset, "Let's unite so many people to put pressure on them, shouldn't their reaction be just the current one, right?" That's a bit disappointing. ”

Jill didn't speak, and turned on the TV next to him, which was a press conference held by several old guys in the Japanese automobile industry, with Shoichiro Toyoda, president of Toyota Motor Co., Ltd., Japan's largest automaker, in the middle, and the heads and minds of Honda, Nissan, Fuji Subaru, and Mitsubishi Home Automakers standing on either side, looking like a star-studded posture.