The journey starts from the Titanic

The journey begins with the Titanic Chapter 567

"Well! Some of our decisions today seem a bit selfish, but decades later, I believe it must be correct." Situ Nan said with emotion.

His words were a bit mysterious, Yao Hongmin was a little confused, secretly he was excited about being able to dominate the newly born Nanhua in a more subtle and tough way.

Decades later, when both the Bank of England and the Federal Reserve changed from a private bank to a national bank, he only understood what Situ Nan said.

Yao Hongmin didn’t know that Situ Nan’s understanding of public ownership and private ownership took a hundred years longer than everyone in this world. Even Lenin, who is now hailed as a mentor by some people, would become a traitor and sinister among the people a hundred years later. Enemy, all statues were overthrown.

Thinking of familiar history, a certain country built up an unrealistic dream with the bones of tens of millions of people. The end result was that a few self-righteous families divided up the huge country and became the front of their voices. The bureaucracy is powerful.

This is of no benefit to the country, it wastes precious decades of development time, and ordinary people should suffer no less.

If South China wants to develop capitalism, the exploitation of the first generation will definitely be very serious. But think about it the other way round. Those peasants who are in their homeland can't survive, and they can survive being exploited by South China capitalists. At least the situation will not be better. Their original fate was worse.

With the blood and sweat of a generation to complete a country's capital accumulation, the descendants can enjoy a better life.

After being fooled by others, the second and third generations of children and grandchildren have to be tossed and squeezed. Situ Nan can't do such things.

He is a black-bellied capitalist, but at most he will only deceive and exploit a generation, and will not eat other people's children and grandchildren to death.

Whenever he thinks of this question, Situ Nan always feels unspeakable grief and depression.

It suddenly occurred to him that Thomas reported that there were many Communists in Java who were about to slay them.That set of myths not only harmed countless people in the homeland, but also the tragedies of South Chinese Chinese in history have nothing to do with those things.

Situ Nan told Yao Hongmin all these thoughts in his heart.

"The poorer the place, the more marketable the myths of the Russians, so there are also many whimsical people in Java. This is very good. We just used this as an excuse to kill them in order to get more land and control these cities. , No matter how many people die.

Anyway, there are countless people who die from warlords' melee and starvation every year. If they die in China, it is better to die in Nanyang to earn a chance to survive for their loved ones.In this regard, you two must cooperate well."

Situ Nan said coldly.

He Wenxiu was also listening, her twinkling eyes seemed thoughtful, but he knew that Situ Nan didn't want him to intervene in matters other than the army, so he had been very low-key, focusing on managing only a few acres of land.

After thinking about it, he slowly said, "It's a good excuse. It just stops foreigners from accusing us of indiscriminate killing."

That night, the three of Situ Nan talked for a long time, basically it was Situ Nan and Yao Hongmin who designed the future of Nanhua.

The fact that Situ Nan wants to turn American China Bank into South China Overseas Bank is easy to pass, because at present, except for Situ Nan’s direct line, the other Nanhua wealthy business families have close cooperation with the American China Company. They are also shareholders of American China Bank. They are also eager to see the development of commercialization and the capitalist monopoly of Nanyang.

In this country monopolized by the Chinese, the real victims are the indigenous people. For example, the Islamic Business Alliance that prevails on the island of Java is the target of South China's attack.

The Intelligence Agency has begun to secretly investigate these indigenous Indonesians, and the South China Army is preparing to thoroughly purge the Javanese forces in the name of fighting communism, and to present a gift for the founding of the country...

Chapter 118

In the next few days, Situ Nan met with two elders, Situ Meitang and Huang Sande, to discuss the future construction of Nanhua and the development plan of the Zhi Gong Party in the mainland.

Yao Hongmin was busy learning from Robles and learning how to upgrade the Bank of America to the South China Central Bank. Jiang Hua, the president of the Bank of America, also actively participated in it.

He Wenxiu relaxed and had time to accompany his only sister He Xiangu.

"Brother, you are not young anymore, don't you hurry up to find a sister-in-law? The commander of the dignified South China Army has no wife, and is not afraid of others laughing." He Xiangu said dissatisfied.

"Almost! I'll get married in a few days." He Wenxiu smiled slightly.

"Who is it? Where is she? Let me see my sister-in-law!" He Xiangu laughed.

"Working in a hospital, working as a nurse, and leaving get off work at night. Those who have fled from China have a pitiful life experience, but they are good people." He Wenxiu explained.

"Great! I'm going to see my sister-in-law now!" He Xiangu said joyfully, and she was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." He Wenxiu held her and looked at He Xiangu with a serious attitude."My business is settled, what about you?"

"What else can I do? That's it." He Xiangu Yan came down.

"Are you sure?" He Wenxiu asked with some regret.

"Yeah." He Xiangu bit her lips and nodded firmly.

"Well, I know what to do." He Wenxiu finished speaking, and went out without waiting for He Xiangu's question.

He came to Situ Nan."I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Seeing He Wenxiu's attitude a little serious, Situ Nan couldn't help asking.

"I am getting married." He Wenxiu said lightly.

"Oh! Congratulations! Finally let me wait!" Situ Nan said excitedly, "You want to get married?" He Wenxiu said suddenly.

"What?" Situ Nan was taken aback.

"You also want to get married, with my sister!" He Wenxiu said firmly.

"Are you crazy? Are you not ignorant of my situation?" Situ Nan looked at He Wenxiu a little angrily, and the other side looked at him without showing any weakness.

"I know!" He Wenxiu nodded.

"Just know!" Situ Nan breathed a sigh of relief.If it were a few years earlier, it would be no problem to marry He Xiangu, but now...

"You can get married in Nanyang! I have prepared Nanhua nationality for you, and polygamy is recognized here! In short, no matter how many wives you have, my sister must have a status, or I will have no face to meet my father!" He Wenxiu Expressionless, staring at Situ Nan.

What kind of bad idea is this?He also got involved with his father.

Situ Nan was delighted to hear it.Although it is technically possible, it is difficult for him to accept this awkward suggestion.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "No! Still no! The news goes back to the United States, and I'll be finished. You don't want me to kneel on the washboard, right?"

In the United States or European countries, men can use many lovers, but there is only one wife. Laws and traditions focus on protecting the rights of legal wives and their offspring.

Situ Nan can raise a lover outside, but he can't make it public, let alone ignore the Mellon family grandiosely.In her heart, Situ Nan felt more and more that she was sorry for Laura, and it was even more impossible to hurt her nakedly.

Seeing Situ Nan's resolute expression, He Wenxiu was a little angry and insisted: "It must be knotted! The big deal is not open."

"You bastard!" Situ Nan cursed.

"You're a bastard!" He Wenxiu retorted.

To be honest, Situ Nan was more jerk. He exhaled harshly, pinched his forehead, and had a headache.

After a while, he slowly said: "Let me think about it!"

"Yeah!" He Wenxiu nodded and walked out. When he walked out the door, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He knew that Situ Nan was moved, otherwise he wouldn't have a headache, he just lacked a reason to convince himself.

He is too familiar with Situ Nan, good face, definitely the kind of bitch who set up a memorial hall.

He Wenxiu can only think about this in her heart, and it's hard to say it, lest Situ Nan's thoughts that have finally arisen will shrink back.

In the evening, He Xiangu came back with excitement.