Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

It is human instinct to seek good luck and avoid bad luck.

This is reflected in the fact that normal people would stay away from the dead when they saw the dead. As the vice president of the Leningrad National Bank, Andrei Sidorov instinctively smelled the smell of death. According to various sources, the country has reached the brink of extinction.

Either sink with the big ship, or use the status quo to find a way out for yourself.

Andrey Sidorov chose the latter.

Leningrad time, ten o'clock in the evening.

Occasional gunshots were heard on the street, and the roar of military vehicles and the roar of demonstrators could be heard from time to time.

Standing in the loft of Lion Garden, you can see men and women carrying slogans and holding torches on the street, hoping to attract attention.

We want bread!

We want vodka!

We have to work.

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The shouts were earth-shattering, and the desperation and roar of the shouting crowd could be heard.

But for Lion Garden, it is still a paradise.

The ladies are singing and dancing in the banquet hall in the most gorgeous dresses, and the gentlemen are wearing elegant tuxedos, and it is easy to have a good impression.

Some people looked at each other, and soon, in a guest room or corridor of the banquet hall, there would be a couple of men and women who fell in love and acted with love.

Here is the central area of ​​Leningrad.

Of course, circles exist everywhere.

Although the Lion Court is the most upper-class social place in Leningrad, different circles are still divided according to status. Mr. Mayor is in a circle with a lieutenant general and the world's top bankers, surrounded by top models or stars from all over the world.

Andrei Sidorov, Robert John and former KGB Chekov lieutenant colonel is another circle.

Nobody interferes with each other.

Being able to come here for a party has long been a tacit understanding between each other.

Holding a goblet, under the psychedelic light, Robert raised the glass to Andrei Sidorov, they smiled knowingly and tasted the fine wine in the glass.

Andrea, my friend. Our friendship will last forever.

Thank you very much. Robert. You are my best friend.

Haha—thank you, my friend. Thank you so much for inviting me to dinner tonight, it was great. To show my appreciation, I prepared a gift and sent it to your room.

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Soon after, the banquet slowly came to an end.

The elegant men walked back to the room with the girl they liked. Of course, some people liked to watch the moon and rushed to the balcony on the top of the building together.

Andrei Sidorov walked back to the guest room full of expectations.

Pushing the door open, a woman who made most men in Leningrad scream was lying on the bed.

Irina Tanasova.

The bright red dress on her body reflected a seductive color under the glass lamp, her fair face was full of charming smiles, her legs were close together, and she was leaning on the bed in the most elegant posture.

Oh my God!

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It's a charming night.

After parting from Andrei Sidorov, Robert John and Ivan Brakin Chekhov looked at each other.

The two smiled at each other and walked out of the lion garden separately.

Outside the door, four female soldiers stood with guns and live ammunition. When they saw the two coming, they all followed behind.

A black Rolls Royce drove over, and several people got into the car together. Before waiting for a moment, the car moved silently like a ghost in the night.

With six people squeezed in the back row, the car seemed very crowded.

But for Robert John, it feels particularly safe. The weapons carried by the female soldiers in the car are real ones, enough to give people a sense of security.

Soon, the car drove into a secluded manor.

The manor is very large, and there are two queues of soldiers with guns at the gate. When the car drives in, the guards raise their guns to show respect.

It took about ten minutes to walk into the courtyard before the car arrived in front of the manor building.

The ancient domed building looks majestic.

Several people got out of the car, and a man wearing the rank of major general came out, walked straight to Robert, and gave him a warm hug.

After some familiarity, the two walked shoulder to shoulder and walked into the castle villa.

The villa is still the villa.

After entering the door, Robert, a regular customer, couldn't help but stay for a while.

Sitting in the living room was a blonde girl with a fair complexion and a slim figure. Her sapphire-like eyes were both pure and charming. When she smiled, people couldn't move their eyes away.

Eugene Yuri Tovsky smiled like an alien.

Nah, let me introduce you.

Nava Estafel, under the greeting of Tovsky, she got up gracefully, stepped on her high heels, and walked over slowly.

Robert felt parched.

In just a few steps, Estafewa walked in waves, making people afraid that she would fall down. If so, it would be the greatest loss in the world, because the fragile skin would definitely be hurt.

Fortunately, Robert's worries were unnecessary.

Robert. My best friend, this is Major Nava Estafel. Like Chekhov, he once served in the KGB.

It was like a basin of cold water fell from the sky.

Robert John's restless heart was instantly chilled.

swallow.

Hearing about the KGB, he immediately guessed that the woman in front of him, who was so beautiful that God would be tempted, was the legendary KGB swallow.

Received the cruelest training since she was a child, accepting the tasks of sex killing and intelligence gathering, beautiful as a flower but ruthless, like a walking poisonous snake.

Robert shuddered shrewdly.

I couldn't help thinking of myself lying quietly on the bed one day, dying in a terrible state.

Swallows, who travel among the political leaders of various countries or among the richest merchants, are naturally proficient in their insight into human body movements and psychological reactions.

Seeing that Robert's reaction was wrong, Nava Estafel showed a sad smile.

My lord. I think you have misunderstood. Like Lieutenant Colonel Chekov, I am now about to be homeless.

Are you Ukrainian?

Yes. And I came back from East Germany.

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Nava Estafel was laughing.

The smile was beautiful and heart-warming, but those jewel-like eyes were full of sadness.

As a woman, to risk everything for the country requires not only courage, but also faith, but Nava Estafel suddenly discovered that she didn't know which country she belonged to.

Working for the Soviet Union, she once participated in the arrest of high-level Ukrainians. It is impossible for Ukraine to recognize her, but she grew up in Ukraine, and her body has already been branded with Ukraine.

Today, the former country cannot go back, and the current country has lost its trust in her.

Now she is homeless.

Robert's brain was running rapidly, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that a few hairs that were already going bald had fallen out.

He exchanged glances with Chekov, who was silent, and then exchanged glances with Tovsky.

An unbelievable idea is just around the corner.

Finding an excuse they both agreed on, Robert left the room and went outside, Zhang Wei greeted him.

The two exchanged a look, and Zhang Wei took out a machine in the car.

The machine has a flashing green light.

Zhang Wei nodded and retreated like a ghost.

Robert picked up the satellite phone and dialed a number.

Smiling in the flower tent, it's hard to beat the ups and downs, Baimei's spring spirit is in chaos, and the bones in front of the three peaks are all melted.

Shen Zhuang.

A fierce phone ring suddenly rang, which was particularly piercing in the clearness of the early morning.

Shen Jiannan gritted his teeth and picked up the phone fiercely.

I don't care who you are. Give me a reason.

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