Despite being hit so many times in a day, the experience over the years still tells him that the more dangerous the moment he is, he must grit his teeth and hold on. The real terrible opponent is not someone else, but himself!

With his cunning and wisdom, he would not know that the reason why he could sit in this position was Xuan Ren. At such a crisis, the first thing he could do was to hug Xuan Ren's thighs tightly.

Although he was just a young man in his twenties, and although there has been an ancient saying that "the royal family will not interfere in politics for generations" since the shogunate era, he still believed in the prince extremely devoutly.

In fact, the young man who seemed to have no power had actually become the future direction of the country in secret, and countless forces behind him and the great figures who followed him were already countless.

As long as he says a word, it can affect the entire country, and this evaluation is not an exaggeration at all.

Of course, even if his extreme fanaticism can arouse the nerves of some people in the political arena, it will not affect the entire country.

Of course, it is impossible for a person like Jiangkou Chuanquan to be willing to serve others as soon as he comes up. In fact, he has been secretly exploring why the young His Highness can have such a powerful influence. It was not until later when he got an amazing secret that he completely had the idea of ​​holding his thighs.

The amazing secret is that Prince Xuanren is actually a member of the world's largest shadow government today and an agent in Asia.

This mysterious shadow government is called the "Bill Group".

As Jiangkou Chuanquan, I didn’t know what kind of organization it was at first, but after targeted investigation, the tip of the iceberg finally surfaced.

This is a group of about 130 top businessmen, financiers and politicians around the world who hold annual gatherings that only invited people can attend.

At that time, the goal of the "Bill Group" was to promote mutual understanding between Western Europe and North America through informal, non-record talks.

But after deeper understanding, I found that the Bill Group actually has a much sinister purpose.

Although the meeting does not announce the fixed organizational members, the majority of the members attending the rally every year are relatively fixed, always with familiar faces. Therefore, people believe that they all belong to a secret organization called "Bill Group".

The organization and its elite leaders are responsible for many major events, a gathering that is invited to attend, held annually in Europe or North America.

No one knows the list of bigwigs who can be invited by this organization, but one thing is certain that these people will determine the direction of the future world.

No one can open the way to the Bill Conference through money, power or other relationships, although many companies have tried.

Cia refused to disclose information about this organization to the intelligence headquarters, and only by using his overseas power in Ekouchi Kawazumi could only obtain a brief report.

Each annual meeting usually has 115 participants, 80% from Western Europe and the rest from North America.

One third of them are government departments and politicians, and the remaining two thirds are elites in the industry, finance, education and communications industries.

All participants are invited in private names and there is no official assignment to avoid suspicious people entering the venue.

The participants were personally invited by the chairman of the club, accompanied by letters of recommendation from members of the meeting planning steering committee, advisory group, and honorary secretary-general.

Member selection is based on their knowledge, identity and experience.

These members invited by the core organization are important and universally represented "businessmen, politicians and other elites", as well as their personal relationships and influence in national and international relations, to ensure a perfect, extensive and harmonious discussion on the agenda of the conference.

At the meeting, no resolutions, votes or policy statements were made according to the initial proposals.

In such a secret organization, the one who was selected was a prince in his twenties, and the reason was very interesting.

It is not surprising that such an organization made the young man become a tycoon of the empire. The key is that this is not his opening mode.

In fact, based on the understanding of Jiangkou Chuanquan, the prince is about to turn on the golden finger mode.

When he arrived at the Oi Communications Office, a cadre came out early to greet him. As he walked in, Kawaizumi of Eguchi said, "How is that woman? Is there anything unusual?"

One of the leaders said: "I still don't say anything, and..."

Eguchi Kawaizumi frowned and said, "And what?"

"Since she came here, she has refused to eat."

"This is something!" Jiangkou Chuanquan became a little more solemn, and he was a little nervous. This woman was really hard to deal with. It seemed that she had underestimated her before.

"Sir, if you keep doing this, I'm afraid that the woman will not be able to hold on soon."

"Have you done my words?"

"Yes, we have always followed your instructions seriously and did not let anyone contact her. The conditions provided to her are the best."

Jiangkou Chuanquan untied his cloak and pushed his glasses on his nose: "I'll go see her now."

Surrounded by a group of people, Jiangkou Chuanquan came to an underground secret room. In fact, the style inside was a Japanese-style warmhouse. Except for a few fake windows, everything was no different from a real warmhouse.

Under the light, Lin Peishan's hair was as black as ink, and she was writing something at her desk.

Eguchi Kawaizumi frowned and turned around to ask the follower: "What is she writing?"

"have no idea."

"Why don't you take a look?"

"No one can contact her without you."

"Where did she get the banknotes?"

"I don't know, maybe she brought it with me."

Jiangkou Chuanquan thought for a moment, waved his hand, allowing the rest of the people to stay outside.

Because Lin Peishan was all focused on what she wanted to write, someone didn't notice it even when he came in.

It was not until Jiangkou Chuanquan came to her and saw the beautiful words full of paper, that the woman suddenly woke up and raised her head in a daze.

"I really didn't expect Miss Lin to be so elegant and still have the heart to write at this time." Jiangkou Chuanquan said with a cold smile.

"I used to be busy with my career, but I didn't have much time. Now I have time and want to do what I want to do."

“What are you writing?”

"Nothing..." Lin Peishan's eyes dodged a little, and subconsciously covered the letter paper with her hands.

"Can you let me see?"

“Nothing good looking.”

"I don't think so..." He said as he suddenly snatched the letter.

Lin Peishan was anxious: "You..."

Jiangkou looked at it and suddenly laughed, shaking it in his hand: "Miss Lin, as far as I know, you are not a pessimistic woman, why do you have to write a suicide note at a young age?"

"Mr. Jiangkou, you need to have a bottom line in life, don't go too far." Lin Peishan said coldly.

"Haha... that's your understanding. For me, if you have a bottom line in life, you can't do anything. Well, this is the most exciting suicide note I've ever seen. Do I want me to read it out and listen to it?"

Lin Peishan clenched her lip, "You are shameless."

"Yes, I am shameless, but I don't think there is anything wrong with shamelessness." Eguchi spread the letter paper and said in a singular manner: "Chenghuan, I see the letter as if I meet. When you see this letter, maybe I am dead. If I have any regrets in my life, it means that I will never be able to fulfill my promise to you. I know that you will be sad when you see this letter, and even shed tears for me, but I hope you will wipe your tears after reading it, walk out of the haze as soon as possible, and walk your own life. I believe you can do it..."

Every word that Jiangkou pronounced is like a steel nail, deeply piercing into the woman's soft heart. She stood there empty, tears rolling in her eyes.

Eguchi paused, looked at the woman with malicious intentions, and continued to recite: "Don't avenge me, don't stay in Japan, forget me as soon as possible, just treat me as just a passerby in your life, never coming or leaving."

He smacked his tongue: "Well, Miss Lin's writing is very touching."

Lin Peishan's shoulders trembled, and tears fell down, "I beg you, don't read it again..."

"How can that be? Of course, I have to share such a wonderful thing with everyone." Eko cleared his throat and then recited: "Even if I don't have me, I still hope you can bravely say 'no' to you in the past. I hope you can have a stable home, a woman who loves you, and a quiet life. Just treat you as the continuation of my life. If you live, I will live, and you will be happy, and I will be happy..."

"Can you stop reading..." Lin Peishan could no longer bear it and covered her face and cried. She had never suffered such an insult, nor could she bear such an insult.

Jiangkou looked at her coldly, thinking that he had achieved his goal. This time he came to make the woman completely collapse so that she could force her to agree to her conditions. Now it seems that it should be almost the same.

"So you love him so much, but unfortunately he couldn't see the words you wrote." He burned the letter paper to ashes with a lighter and put away the pen at the same time.

Looking at the burned letter paper, it was as if I was burned to ashes one by one, as if the last soul was ruthlessly strangled.

When will a person be able to inspire his strongest state? That is to die completely and then be resurrected with full blood!

At this time, Lin Peishan's heart calmed down, without any sorrow or joy, and without any object. She slowly raised her head, "You will go to hell, I promise."

Eguchi Kawaizumi laughed: "You don't understand us Japanese. What we admire most are samurai and cherry blossoms. Cherry blossoms are the most beautiful when they wither. A real samurai has been pursuing a beautiful death like cherry blossoms throughout his life."

"You can leave." Lin Peishan turned her face and never looked at him again, as if the other party was dead.

"I'll bring you a message, I think you'll definitely be willing to listen."

"I don't want to listen."
Chapter completed!