Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Siberia in May is the most comfortable season of the year. The temperature is moderate and the sun is shining brightly. Standing in the sun, you can enjoy the feeling of spring.

Leningrad.

It is the political, economic and cultural center of Russia in history. It is known as the northern capital of Russia. It is also the largest industrial city in Russia and the most important city for the deployment of the Soviet Navy.

At this time, the northernmost industrial city in the world was caught in a mighty demonstration.

Countless youths wearing factory uniforms walked on the streets in groups, holding banners and slogans, and they were chanting.

"Get Gorba out!"

"We want democracy!"

"We want to be free!"

"We want food!"

"We want vodka!"

Tens of thousands of strikers gathered together and shouted, densely packed like a moving torrent of humanity.

The hammer and sickle symbol was vandalized by the demonstrators, and the Marines with guns could only retreat again and again.

At the entrances of major state-run shopping malls, shoppers also lined up in long queues.

Due to the strict control of the quantity of various supplies, residents had to start queuing early in the morning.

In the shopping mall, Zhuo Ya, who had queued up since two o'clock in the morning and finally entered the shopping mall, pushed the shopping trolley forward slowly.

The surrounding shelves were empty and there were no products to be seen, and even the usually plentiful supply of black bread seemed to have disappeared.

Zhuo Ya didn't panic, she was already sixty years old, she had experienced the baptism of war, she had nothing to fear.

Slowly pushing the shopping cart in her hand, Zhuo Ya walked to the egg shelf.

Two baskets of red fresh eggs are impressively on the shelf.

This is one of the few food items in the mall.

A gleam of joy flashed in Zhuo Ya's old eyes.

God is merciful and will never stop the way of others.

Letting go of the shopping cart in her hand, Zhuoya moved towards the eggs on the shelf.

But at this moment, a young and strong young man walked quickly, and picked up the eggs on the shelf just as Zhuoya was about to walk to the shelf.

Two baskets, the young man picked up two baskets of eggs, turned around and left.

After being dazed for a second, Zhuo Ya showed a wry smile helplessly.

Perhaps, God took a nap today.

Food shortages, food shortages, and even the most common black bread have been out of stock. Many ordinary residents have fallen into life's predicament just like Zhuoya.

Of course, this is only for ordinary residents.

Ekaterina, the only empress in Russian history who was named "Emperor".

The Hermitage she left behind is known as one of the greatest civilizations of mankind.

Few people know that Queen Katerina also has a luxurious private palace.

It is the Lion Court.

Located next to the Winter Palace and near St. Isaac's Cathedral, it is named after two antique stone lions at the entrance.

The red pillars and mottled walls all exude a strong historical charm, and the two mighty and majestic lions at the door show the supreme style of the Russian royal family.

Entering the palace, the gorgeous golden interior decoration is full of noble style,

The hall and the main corridor have been restored to their original luxury and beauty in the 1820s. Four Doric marble columns support round arches on all sides, and the round arched ceiling is decorated with delicate and orderly relief patterns.

Guided by the chandelier filled with candlesticks, stepping on the carpet of colorful flowers, you walk into the corridor with two rows of Egyptian columns, and long tiles are pasted on the wall for Corinthian column decoration.

Back in the day, when the female tsar converted to the Orthodox Church and realized Russia’s massive territorial expansion, how heroic and domineering it was.

There is also a glimpse of the peerless and enchanting demeanor of the daughter of the Prince of Germany during her reign.

But Queen Katerina is always a woman. She imitates the noble ladies of the Bourbon dynasty and has more than 30 lovers of different occupations, ages, and cultural levels. Naturally, she needs a gentle palace that will not be disturbed by others. It is the meaning of the existence of Lion Garden.

At this time, an extravagant party was being held on the top floor of the Lion Garden.

There are tall military generals in handsome uniforms, dignitaries in suits and leather shoes, business tycoons with red faces and generous figures, and senior officials of major banks.

This was a high-level gathering of Leningrad's social classes, and the attendees included almost all the big figures in Leningrad's political, military, and business levels.

Of course, there is never a shortage of ladies and beauties for this occasion.

There are girls in bright and cool clothes passing through the crowd holding goblets filled with red wine, and there are also celebrities or actresses in dresses talking to people from time to time.

Cheers and laughter, as well as meaningful eye contact.

In the central area, silver-white light shone on the tables lined up tens of meters long, no, it should be said to be silver light.

The silverware of the royal service was filled with various delicacies.

There are delicacies from all over the world, the traditional secret dishes of the royal family, caviar from the deep sea, and Lafite from France.

Luxurious and noble.

The light from the glazed lamps makes the place full of royal luxury, drinking red wine in a glass, standing on the top floor overlooking the crowd of demonstrators downstairs, just like God looking down on the world.

"Papa papa!"

Suddenly, the master of ceremonies on the high stage clapped his hands.

Irina Tarasova, a famous host of Leningrad TV station, has a large fan base in Leningrad due to her beauty and purity, and was temporarily invited to be the emcee of this charity banquet.

"Distinguished gentlemen and ladies, let us welcome Sir Robert John from the United Kingdom. The kind Mr. John will provide half a million dollars for this banquet to help those families who unfortunately lost their jobs!"

"Papa papa!"

Amid the cordial applause, a generous and red-faced British man stepped onto the high platform.

He wears an expensive suit, has gray hair and looks a little old, because he looks quite friendly because of his richness.

Taking the microphone handed over by the master of ceremonies, Robert John gave a noble salute to the audience.

"I am very glad to be able to participate in this charity dinner. On behalf of Capital One, I will donate 500,000 U.S. dollars to families in Leningrad who unfortunately lost their jobs, hoping to help them tide over the difficulties!"

"Papa papa!"

Amid the applause, Robert John took out the check he had prepared and handed it out.

500000.

Standard Chartered check for $500,000.

Seeing the above amount, Irina, who was temporarily serving as the master of ceremonies, smiled even sweeter.

She held out both hands and took the check from Robert.

But right here, Irina felt her palms itch a few times.

Irina, with a sweet smile, didn't show any abnormality. She and Robert exchanged eyes and took the microphone for a moment.

"Let us thank Mr. John for his kindness! Thank you for his generosity!"

"Papa papa!"

Amid the applause, Robert John said softly.

"Praise God!"