From time to time, public intellectuals criticize China for not having a mercantile tradition. They believe that China's absence from the Great Navigation Discovery and the Industrial Revolution was due to the lack of participation of merchants, which resulted in a century-old tragedy in modern times. These public intellectuals have devoured China's glory that lasted for two thousand years.
The ancient Chinese tradition is that civilians govern the country. The consequences of a country being controlled by businessmen are serious. Just look at the United States today. Europe has a mercantile tradition, but it also has a tradition of anti-Semitism. The head of state was not the only one who looted the Jews.
The reason is that the Jews control the economy.
Big businessmen after World War II all understood one thing: money alone is not enough, you must also have power. So powerful transnational consortiums emerged.
The Saron Likus in front of Zhou Qingfeng is the leader of a large conglomerate. Even though he is old and needs a bunch of medical equipment to support him, and he is dying like bones in a tomb, but the wealth and life of countless people are at stake.
Look at him.
Saron Likus is not well-known, but he is surrounded by a huge interest group. This group has great energy and complex relationships. It penetrates into all levels of society and can influence national policies. Western countries often
Such consortiums control one after another.
In comparison, what is the president? He is just a wage earner who works for a few years and then quits.
But now Salon Likus said that he wanted to marry a girl, and he seemed to be very fond of Zhou Qingfeng. He fell in love with Zhou Qingfeng at first sight, and he couldn't wait to give money to the girl, which seemed like a fool.
But Zhou Qingfeng knows very well that he must have been thoroughly studied by others. Maybe there are some things that he has forgotten or ignored, but others have remembered them for him - marrying a daughter is not a decision that is made lightly.
Vampires never do anything bad.
Saron Likus's hospital bed was tilted 30 degrees. He leaned against the bedside and waited for Zhou Qingfeng's reply. He watched Zhou Qingfeng's every move with slightly narrowed eyes. But Zhou Qingfeng didn't show any signs of being flattered. He just lightly
He laughed and looked at Ajielin Likus on the other side of the hospital bed.
The French girl lowered her head now, trying to be as quiet as possible, as virtuous as possible, as if everything in her destiny was left to her father to arrange. But her fingers were twitching slightly, and her knuckles turned white.
"I'm honored that you value me so much, but it's a pity that I already have my heart set on something... I can only refuse your kind offer." Zhou Qingfeng bowed slightly, which was considered a polite refusal.
Ai Jielin lowered her head and raised her eyes. She didn't know whether she was deeply surprised or had expected it. Zhou Qingfeng couldn't guess the complicated and incomprehensible look in her eyes, while her father Saron Likus sighed with regret.
After several calls and a few words of greeting, someone pushed him away.
The show is over?
The old man on the hospital bed and the group of people taking care of him left quickly, and the door to the living room slammed shut. Even Ai Jielin herself followed, without even looking at Zhou Qingfeng.
Damn it, I’m the only one left in this living room again?
This is really the first time I have seen someone who is so good at putting on a show.
Don’t you take me seriously?
Zhou Qingfeng waited in the hall for several minutes, but no one paid any attention to him. He felt the arrogance in the bones of the French. This was clearly to show him off - cut..., don't give me a good look, uncle, I won't do it
Go by yourself?
Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left the way he came. He had a good memory and did not get lost in the complicated corridors of this ancient castle. After wandering around, he turned to the exit, and a maid chased him out from behind and called to stop him.
"Mr. Lin, please don't run around. We are having a lot of trouble finding you." The maid is in her thirties or forties, and she looks like someone who has served the family for many years. Her old-fashioned expression is not enthusiastic at all. On the contrary, she looks like
in command.
No wonder Ai Jielin said she wanted to get rid of her father's shadow. This was a suffocating place. Zhou Qingfeng felt uncomfortable after staying for a while. He couldn't imagine what a person who grew up in such a family would be like.
Feel.
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and was about to refuse to stay. Ai Jielin, who was wearing a skirt, ran out of a corridor. She stopped when she saw Zhou Qingfeng behind her. After calming down her breath, she walked over and said to the maid: "
Aunt Alyssa, let me take care of this guy."
When the older maid saw her young lady chasing after her, she snorted at Zhou Qingfeng unconvinced. When she retreated, Ai Jielin stepped forward with a cold face and asked, "You don't want your little maid anymore?"
?She just asked you where you went?"
An irrelevant question made the atmosphere much lighter, and Zhou Qingfeng was also attracted by this question. He scratched his head and said in confusion: "It's so strange, I obviously killed Safiya's companion, but she didn't seem to be interested at all.
If you don't mind, stick to me instead."
"You may have Stockholm Syndrome. Green women often have this kind of personal dependence on men. If you declare ownership of her through violence and sexual assault, she will subconsciously feel that she can only follow you."
Ai Jielin's words seemed to be conducting academic research, and she was serious.
Zhou Qingfeng continued to roll his eyes.
"I asked Safiya, and she said that she was married to a man by her father, and then she was brought to France in a daze to get married. But after experiencing many unpleasant things, she felt that you were her husband.
." After explaining, Ai Jielin added, "It's actually human trafficking."
It sounds quite miserable. But...
Zhou Qingfeng brought the topic back to the present, "I have already met your father, and I am sorry that I rejected his kindness..."
This topic made Ai Jielin's face grow cold again. She pursed her lips as if she wanted to wait for Zhou Qingfeng to finish speaking, but she couldn't help but interrupt: "You answered the question about my father wrong."
"ah……?"
"You should say that you are willing to date for a period of time instead of refusing directly."
"ah……?"
"You idiot, where did your sharp mouth go last night? How could I like a man like you? I'm really going to be pissed off by you."
"ah……?"
Ai Jielin turned her head to the side, unwilling to talk to Zhou Qingfeng anymore. Zhou Qingfeng looked confused and really didn't understand. But he was not so stupid at last. Seeing that the French girl left without turning her head, he quickly stepped forward and gently touched her.
He hugged her gently and said, "I'm sorry, this must be too embarrassing for you."
Ai Jielin's shoulders twisted a few times to show that she was struggling to resist. After being hugged by two strong arms, her frosty face thawed, and she leaned on Zhou Qingfeng's chest and suddenly laughed out loud: "You refused on the spot.
He looks so handsome, my father has never been so embarrassed in front of someone."
Eh..., you said you were very angry?
Ai Jielin looked up at Zhou Qingfeng and asked slyly: "Do you know what I like most about you?"
"You clearly said you don't like wooden oriental men." Zhou Qingfeng reminded.
"I have never said such a thing." The French girl lied on the spot and immediately refused to admit what she had said. She also changed the topic and said: "I like to see your fearlessness in challenging everything. If someone else did this, I would
You may think that is a reckless person, but you act like a hero!"
Is it really okay to praise people like this? Zhou Qingfeng wanted to say that he was "too ashamed to deserve it". But before he could say a few words of modesty, Ai Jielin changed her face and asked coldly: "My hero, you said you have
I have a sweetheart, who is it? I don’t believe that a scum like you can only like one woman!"
Hey..., can you please stop changing your face so quickly? It's hard for me to adapt.