Li Xiaofeng did not intend to accept Mannaheim as his younger brother. Although he was a time traveler who enjoyed the fun of traveling through time, someone still knew it himself. He did not think that his domineering aura could make Old Mannaheimer pay his respects.

Someone knows that he is a half-baked immortal and has some superficial historical knowledge, he doesn’t have many things that can be called personal charm or political vision. If all the famous figures in history are Fan Wei, can he be fooled by Zhao Benshan?

Li Xiaofeng knew very well how people like Mannaheim trained. To put it bluntly, the old man had eaten more salt than he had eaten. Such an old fairy was not something that a junior player like him who had just graduated from a novice village could deal with.

So from the beginning, the tone of a certain immortal was very low. He did not intend to let Mannaheim surrender to him. He only planned to leave a deep impression on the other party, just like digging a pit in the soil and burying a seed.

What kind of seeds? It's very simple. It's just to tell the old man that Russia is very powerful. Finland is very weak. Don't hit stones with eggs. The subtext is that if Finland wants independence, then you can be independent. It will rain. My mother wants to get married. It's up to you! But after independence, Finland should not think that Russia is seriously ill and can have some unrealistic ideas.

Will Finland have unrealistic ideas? It is hard to say that after all, Poland, which had just become independent in Russia, turned around and invaded Ukraine with the support of Britain and France. Although the Finns did not have as much resentment as the Poles, there was a market for hatred towards Russia. In the first world, many Finns stood on the German side, and it was also necessary for a certain immortal to defend himself.

Not only is it a vaccination, but a certain immortal is also planning to make arrangements. Although it is too early for him to plan to play chess or something, it cannot stop others from being confident. The main problem between Finland and Russia is on the border. When Finland was ruled by Russia, everything was easy to say. Where is the border line drawn, the question is not too big.

But once Finland became independent, let alone Stalin, even Li Xiaofeng felt that the border line more than 20 kilometers away from Petrograd was too painful. After all, Petrograd is one of the top financial and industrial centers in the capital and the country. Even the capital is as fire from the potential enemy, even the Korean stick can't accept it, let alone the proud bear?

Therefore, this border line must be re-divided. The problem is that it is impossible for the bear to accept the border line to retreat to its own side, and the capital will be returned to others. Finland is only possible to make concessions and sacrifices. A certain immortal's advance hint to Mannahem is very simple, it is nothing more than an exchange. Russia can simply allow Finland independence, but Finland must compensate Russia on its territory, and at least it must define a demilitarized zone.

This is all the thoughts of a certain immortal, but it is hard to say whether this seed can take root and sprout smoothly after it is buried. It is not easy to please him. Li Xiaofeng’s only hope is that he is not affected by the so-called butterfly effect and can be as calm and sober as in history. Otherwise, there will inevitably be a bloody battle between Russia and Finland. Such a scene is not something that some immortal with unique plans for Finland would like to see.

To talk about a thousand to ten thousand, it is because someone's ability is too inferior. Many major issues at the national level are not qualified to intervene. But this guy is still unwilling to be lonely and insists on intervening in order to make a good and spicy food in the future. It can be said that he is just gambling about luck. If he bet right, he will be rich and powerful. If he bet wrong, he will start over again. Anyway, he has time.

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The sound of the whistle pulled Li Xiaofeng back to reality. Looking at the misty harbor in the distance, he was a little excited. In addition to the first half of the journey, he had some meaning to talk with Mannahem, and then it was a waste of youth, especially after Turku boarded the boat, the seasickness made him feel bad.

Fortunately, the voyage from Turku to cross the Oran Islands and heading straight to Stockholm was very short, otherwise a fairy with a high opinion of himself would probably be carried off the boat. Fortunately, although it was a little uncomfortable, it was better than walking several times more on a large circle upwards. Someone hated the trains of this era.

"Fuck it finally came!" Li Xiaofeng cursed and sweared.

Regarding the complaints of a certain immortal, a certain demon and a certain slut just smiled knowingly. They have already walked this journey once, and the last time is even more boring.

"Are you going to my house or your dad's place?" Erikson asked.

Constantine thought for a while and replied, "Let's go home first, and wait until you have arranged everything, and we will see Miss Bella tomorrow!"

A certain immortal was really not satisfied with this arrangement. He really wanted to meet Miss Bella immediately, and let him solve the problem of tuberculosis by using streptomycin or immortal power. Then he would better take the first ship to return to Turku and then rush back to Petrograd immediately. He didn't want to delay for a minute.

A demon advised gently: "Don't worry, Andreka. When he arrived in Stockholm, how could he not meet his father? Maybe he was worried about you!"

A certain immortal who realized it later remembered that it seemed that he was doing business in Stockholm, so it seemed that it was not appropriate not to meet him.

"Okay, go home first!" someone said unhappily.

The sound of horse hooves echoes on the streets of the century-old ancient city. To a certain extent, Stockholm and Petrograd are really similar. They are both cities connected by islands of all sizes, and waterways and bridges can be seen everywhere in the city. The difference is that there are more islands that make up Stockholm, so they are known as Venice in the north.

Of course, the biggest difference is the atmosphere of the two cities. Stockholm is peaceful and peaceful, not affected by the war, while Petrograd seems much more nervous, with parades, demonstrations, and rally speeches everywhere. It can be said that Stockholm is sleeping, while Petrograd is fighting.

"Andreka, why are you standing stupidly? Come in!" Constantine greeted while pushing open the door.

The brand of Spherosky Trading Company was polished brightly. Li Xiaofeng tried hard to search for everything about Mr. Spherosky in Andre's memory fragments. He didn't want to go in and make a joke. But to someone's disappointment, Andre had very little information about Mr. Spherosky in his mind, and it seemed that Andre had some objections to the father, and the relationship between the two sides seemed to be not very harmonious.

In Andre's memory, Mr. Spherosky was an absolute iron cockerel. He was even more stingy than the most stingy Jewish businessman in the world. He could work with customers all day for a Kobe, until he used his chattering skills to make the other party collapse, and finally promised him all reasonable and unreasonable asking price.

More importantly, Mr. Sbelosky treated his family equally with stinginess. He remembered that the Grandet-like father had never bought him a toy or a new set of clothes, and he didn't have to think about pocket money. When he and his brother Constantine asked to go to college, Grandet-like denyed it and refused to pay a penny of tuition. He even claimed that going to college was meaningless and strongly asked his two sons to work in his company.

Fortunately, Andre and Constantine had a good mother. The old lady resolutely sold the dowry jewelry and allowed her two sons to go to college. However, it is ironic that the kind-hearted and kind-hearted old lady went to heaven one step ahead of her evil husband. Perhaps it was God that he really didn't want the old lady to be tortured by her stingy husband again.

Li Xiaofeng naturally didn't want to get close to such a father, so after he learned that his son was in prison, he would rather guard his business than return to the country to rescue him. He would not like the old man. If Constantine hadn't pulled him, he wouldn't have wanted to pay attention to this old money fan at all.

"Dad, see who is coming!" Constantine said to the old man in a pretentious surprise.

Wearing round glasses and burying his head among the piles of accounts, the old man raised his head slightly, glanced at his two sons, and then his eyes returned to the accounts. He said carelessly: "Kosha, I'm not telling you that Andreka will be fine. Look at you who ran back thousands of miles away, losing a month's salary in vain, plus travel expenses and various expenses, do you know that this is a waste of youth!"

Constantine curled her lips, glanced at a certain immortal, spreading her hands as if saying: I knew it would be like this.

The old man didn't raise his eyes, and while writing and drawing on the account book, he began to scold Li Xiaofeng: "And you, Andreka, you have been worried and you have been a child and will only cause trouble. Don't you know how to be smart? Parades and some bullshit revolutions are you who should participate in, and you shouldn't go to any university, and what can you learn there? Do your work for your father honestly, maybe you can stand alone now!"

The old man complained that Li Xiaofeng was worried and scolded Constantine for being ignorant. Anyway, in his eyes, his two sons were useless. They could not create value for him, and they also had to spend money everywhere. They were simply two disobedient sons.

I don’t know how long the old man had been talking, but when the noon bell rang, the stingy old man finally returned to reality with the reminder of his secretary.

"Okay! Since you are all back safely, I'm relieved! Lunch time is up, and we, father and son, haven't had dinner together for a long time. You two stay to have a meal with me."

Li Xiaofeng's eyes were about to fall out. He really didn't expect the old man to have such a warm side. Could this be the hidden attribute of fatherly love in the legend? But just when he had just changed his senses to the old man, the old man pushed his glasses and said seriously: "The working meal here is one crown per serving. In order to celebrate the reunion of our father and son, you treat us to this meal!"
Chapter completed!