Although James Ross wasn't very interested in politics, his brother Theodore Ross was a political maniac.
The relationship between the two branches of the Rothschild family, Hyde Park Village and Oite Bay, was much closer at the time than it had been since. James often visited the home of Theodore Rothschild in New York.
In 1881, Theodore Rothschild was given the opportunity to enter the New York State House of Commons as a member of the Elephant Party.
He was eager to obtain political resources.
However, in the Elephant Party, who could compare to Rockefeller?
In this era, there was a saying in the Eagle Sauce Country that the Donkey Party belonged to the Morgan family, while the Elephant Party belonged to the Rockefeller family, although this was inevitably exaggerated.
But Wall Street's capital was indispensable for both parties.
There was no doubt about the Rockefeller family's influence on the Elephant Party.
If Theodore Roth could get close to Rockefeller through Li Zixuan, then the Roth family would have a bright future.
The current James Rosford would never have thought that his family would have two presidents in the future.
They became one of the four major political families in the Eagle Sauce Nation.
Thus, the first National Rifle Competition ended.
Many newspapers reported on the unprecedented grand occasion of this competition. Tens of thousands of people watched and thousands of players competed on the same occasion.
The last person to bring the honor and prize money was a man in his forties from the slums of New York.
Very soon, the omnipotent newspaper dug out the man's information. He was a hero during the Civil War, recently unemployed, and his wife sold her hair to exchange for an 1882 Lee rifle.
Some of the more emotional women were in tears when they saw the contents of the newspaper.
The man lamented how lucky he was to have a wife who loved him so much.
For a moment, Aubrey seemed to have become a star in New York. The factory that had originally fired him even sent a manager to invite him back to work.
However, at this moment, he told the reporters that he had accepted Bruce Lee's employment.
Becoming a professional gun tester for Lee Browning Weapons Company.
His workplace would also be moving from New York to San Francisco.
In fact, other than him, the other three Gunners who entered the finals had all accepted the offer.
After all, they were sharpshooters selected from thousands of people. Li Zixuan would not let these talents go.
Whether it was the gun tester or the future security guard, these people were very valuable.
The only unfortunate thing was that the female sharpshooter declined Li Zixuan's offer and started a world tour with her husband.
After the game, he spent three days in Boston with Elizabeth and Marion.
Li Zixuan sent the two of them reluctantly to the train station. This time, it was, of course, a first-class carriage with a bed and attendant service.
"Bruce, I hope you can attend my birthday banquet!”
Elizabeth said.
"And me. I just don't know if Dad will remember my birthday!!”
Marion said sadly.
"Yes!" Li Zixuan nodded."If I have time, I'll definitely go, Elizabeth!"
”
"Call me Sean. My family calls me Sean!”
Elizabeth said with a red face.
"En, Sean!" Li Zixuan nodded, then turned to Ms. Eddie and said,"If Mr. Eddie forgot your birthday, then Sean and I will celebrate it for you, Miss Know-it-all!"
”
Marion's blue eyes widened as he said with uncertainty,"It's true!"
"Of course!" Li Zixuan smiled.
"Then it's a deal. In the name of God, you can't go back on your word!”
"Alright, in the name of God, I won't go back on my word!”
"You're right." Marion smiled brightly, but she was also confused."Bruce, why do you call me Miss Know-it-all sometimes?"
”
"I'll keep you in suspense. You'll know in the future!”
As soon as Li Zixuan finished speaking, the train attendant informed the three of them that the train was about to leave. Hence, he could only wave goodbye.
The next day after sending off the two little lolis.
The president of the Rifle Association and the Rothschild couple were also going back to New York.
Before leaving, James Rothschild also invited Li Zixuan to go to his Hyde Park Village in New York.
In response, Li Zixuan nodded happily, indicating that he would definitely return to disturb them.
With the perfect end of the National Rifle Competition on June 1st, the once noisy city of Philadelphia seemed to have quieted down.
But was that really the case?
As the weather turned hot, it made people feel irritable, and the atmosphere of impulsiveness enveloped the entire city.
At this time, the outcome of the competition had no effect on the Tokyo Board of Trade. It was still the place with the largest number of people in Tokyo.
Farm owners, business owners, mining tycoons, and so on all had bloodshot eyes as they watched the grain prices rise day by day.
Even some well-known futures advisors and exchange staff began to get lost in this place.
And that W.H. Niebuhr had already become an investment legend. By mid-July, the futures contracts he held had reached 3.5 million.
If he chose to deliver these contracts now, he would earn more than 1.5 million dollars.
He had earned another 500,000 dollars in just a month.
In fact, many futures investors could not make so much money in their lifetime.
Therefore, W.H. Niebuhr, the owner of the carriage shop, was now in his prime. As for the carriage shop that was running well, he no longer cared about it because compared to the laborious carriage shop, the futures market was earning money too quickly.
He no longer cared about the profits of the carriage and horse shop.
Early in the morning on July 20th, he brought his French girl to the exchange as usual.
As usual, Niebuhr was smoking a cigar while hugging a French stunner as he toured the exchange. Although the exchange hadn't opened yet, a group of people had arrived early.
They greeted Niebuhr with envious and longing expressions.
"Mr. Niebuhr, how much will it increase today?”
"Mr. Niebuhr, I'm going to buy another 5000 dollars worth of oats. What do you think?”
"Wheatley, it will break through to 20 US dollars per ton today, right?”
Niebuhr would give pointers on all these questions.
"You know what? Eileen, the tabloids in Philadelphia call me the God of Wealth because I gave these guys a shortcut to getting rich!”
Niebuhr said proudly to the French girl in his arms.
"Darling, you're amazing. I've taken a fancy to more than ten pieces of clothing designed by Mrs. Amanda.”
The French girl looked at the man beside her with a big beer belly, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and a fierce face.
"No problem, buy a few more. I love seeing you wear sexy clothes!”Niebuhr said lecherously.
"Pow!" The French girl kissed the man on the cheek.
However, at this moment, the exchange suddenly became noisy.
(PS: New book, please collect it. Flowers, tickets. The new book is like a seedling. I hope to receive the care of all the readers. Thank you, everyone.) Although James Ross wasn't very interested in politics,
his brother Theodore Ross was a political maniac.
The relationship between the two branches of the Rothschild family, Hyde Park Village and Oite Bay, was much closer at the time than it had been since.
James often visited the home of Theodore Rothschild in New York.
In 1881, Theodore Rothschild was given the opportunity to enter the New York State House of Commons as a member of the Elephant Party.
He was eager to obtain political resources.
However, in the Elephant Party, who could compare to Rockefeller?
In this era, there was a saying in the Eagle Sauce Country that the Donkey Party belonged to the Morgan family, while the
Elephant Party belonged to the Rockefeller family, although this was inevitably exaggerated.
But Wall Street's capital was indispensable for both parties.
There was no doubt about the Rockefeller family's influence on the Elephant Party.
If Theodore Roth could get close to Rockefeller through Li Zixuan, then the Roth family would have a bright future.
The current James Rosford would never have thought that his family would have two presidents in the future.
They became one of the four major political families in the Eagle Sauce Nation.
Thus, the first National Rifle Competition ended.
Many newspapers reported on the unprecedented grand occasion of this competition. Tens of thousands of people watched and thousands of players competed on the same occasion.
The last person to bring the honor and prize money was a man in his forties from the slums of New York.
Very soon, the omnipotent newspaper dug out the man's information.
He was a hero during the Civil War, recently unemployed, and his wife sold her hair to exchange for an 1882 Lee rifle.
Some of the more emotional women were in tears when they saw the contents of the newspaper.
The man lamented how lucky he was to have a wife who loved him so much.
For a moment, Aubrey seemed to have become a star in New York.
The factory that had originally fired him even sent a manager to invite him back to work.
However, at this moment, he told the reporters that he had accepted Bruce Lee's employment.
Becoming a professional gun tester for Lee Browning Weapons Company.
His workplace would also be moving from New York to San Francisco.
In fact, other than him, the other three Gunners who entered the finals had all accepted the offer.
After all, they were sharpshooters selected from thousands of people. Li Zixuan would not let these talents go.
Whether it was the gun tester or the future security guard, these people were very valuable.
The only unfortunate thing was that the female sharpshooter declined Li Zixuan's offer and started a world tour with her husband.
After the game, he spent three days in Chicago with Elizabeth and Marion.
Li Zixuan sent the two of them reluctantly to the train station. This time, it was, of course, a first-class carriage with a bed and attendant service.
"Bruce, I hope you can attend my birthday banquet!”
Elizabeth said.
"And me. I just don't know if Dad will remember my birthday!!”
Marion said sadly.
"Yes!" Li Zixuan nodded.
"If I have time, I'll definitely go, Elizabeth!"”
"Call me Sean. My family calls me Sean!”
Elizabeth said with a red face.
"En, Sean!" Li Zixuan nodded, then turned to Ms. Eddie and said,
"If Mr. Eddie forgot your birthday, then Sean and I will celebrate it for you, Miss Know-it-all!"”
Marion's blue eyes widened as he said with uncertainty,
"It's true!"
"Of course!" Li Zixuan smiled.
"Then it's a deal. In the name of God, you can't go back on your word!”
"Alright, in the name of God, I won't go back on my word!”
"You're right." Marion smiled brightly, but she was also confused.
"Bruce, why do you call me Miss Know-it-all sometimes?"”
"I'll keep you in suspense. You'll know in the future!”
As soon as Li Zixuan finished speaking, the train attendant informed the three of them that the train was about to leave.
Hence, he could only wave goodbye.
The next day after sending off the two little lolis.
The president of the Rifle Association and the Rothschild couple were also going back to New York.
Before leaving, James Rothschild also invited Li Zixuan
to go to his Hyde Park Village in New York.
In response, Li Zixuan nodded happily, indicating that he would definitely return to disturb them.
With the perfect end of the National Rifle Competition on June 1st, the once noisy city of Philadelphia seemed to have quieted down.
But was that really the case?
As the weather turned hot, it made people feel irritable, and the atmosphere of impulsiveness enveloped the entire Chicago.
At this time, the outcome of the competition had no effect on the Chicago Board of Trade. It was still the place with the largest number of people in Tokyo.
Farm owners, business owners, mining tycoons, and so on all had bloodshot eyes as they watched the grain prices rise day by day.
Even some well-known futures advisors and exchange staff began to get lost in this place.
And that W.H. Niebuhr had already become an investment legend. By mid-July, the futures contracts he held had reached 3.5 million.
If he chose to deliver these contracts now, he would earn more than 1.5 million dollars.
He had earned another 500,000 dollars in just a month.
In fact, many futures investors could not make so much money in their lifetime.
Therefore, W.H. Niebuhr, the owner of the carriage shop, was now in his prime.
As for the carriage shop that was running well, he no longer cared about it because compared to the laborious carriage shop, the futures market was earning money too quickly.
He no longer cared about the profits of the carriage and horse shop.
Early in the morning on July 20th,
he brought his French girl to the exchange as usual.
As usual, Niebuhr was smoking a cigar while hugging a French stunner as he toured the exchange.
Although the exchange hadn't opened yet, a group of people had arrived early.
They greeted Niebuhr with envious and longing expressions.
"Mr. Niebuhr, how much will it increase today?”
"Mr. Niebuhr, I'm going to buy another 5000 dollars worth of oats. What do you think?”
"Wheatley, it will break through to 20 US dollars per ton today, right?”
Niebuhr would give pointers on all these questions.
"You know what? Eileen, the tabloids in Chicago call me the God of Wealth because I gave these guys a shortcut to getting rich!”
Niebuhr said proudly to the French girl in his arms.
"Darling, you're amazing. I've taken a fancy to more than ten pieces of clothing designed by Mrs. Amanda.”
The French girl looked at the man beside her with a big beer belly, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and a fierce face.
"No problem, buy a few more. I love seeing you wear sexy clothes!”Niebuhr said lecherously.
"Pow!" The French girl kissed the man on the cheek.
However, at this moment, the exchange suddenly became noisy.
(PS: New book, please collect it. Flowers, tickets. The new book is like a seedling. I hope to receive the care of all the readers. Thank you, everyone.) Although James Ross wasn't very interested in politics,
his brother Theodore Ross was a political maniac.
The relationship between the two branches of the Rothschild family, Hyde Park Village and Oite Bay, was much closer at the time than it had been since.
James often visited the home of Theodore Rothschild in New York.
In 1881, Theodore Rothschild was given the opportunity to enter the New York State House of Commons as a member of the Elephant Party.
He was eager to obtain political resources.
However, in the Elephant Party, who could compare to Rockefeller?
In this era, there was a saying in the Eagle Sauce Country that the Donkey Party belonged to the Morgan family, while the
Elephant Party belonged to the Rockefeller family, although this was inevitably exaggerated.
But Wall Street's capital was indispensable for both parties.
There was no doubt about the Rockefeller family's influence on the Elephant Party.
If Theodore Roth could get close to Rockefeller through Li Zixuan, then the Roth family would have a bright future.
The current James Rosford would never have thought that his family would have two presidents in the future.
They became one of the four major political families in the Eagle Sauce Nation.
Thus, the first National Rifle Competition ended.
Many newspapers reported on the unprecedented grand occasion of this competition. Tens of thousands of people watched and thousands of players competed on the same occasion.
The last person to bring the honor and prize money was a man in his forties from the slums of New York.
Very soon, the omnipotent newspaper dug out the man's information.
He was a hero during the Civil War, recently unemployed, and his wife sold her hair to exchange for an 1882 Lee rifle.
Some of the more emotional women were in tears when they saw the contents of the newspaper.
The man lamented how lucky he was to have a wife who loved him so much.
For a moment, Aubrey seemed to have become a star in New York.
The factory that had originally fired him even sent a manager to invite him back to work.
However, at this moment, he told the reporters that he had accepted Bruce Lee's employment.
Becoming a professional gun tester for Lee Browning Weapons Company.
His workplace would also be moving from New York to San Francisco.
In fact, other than him, the other three Gunners who entered the finals had all accepted the offer.
After all, they were sharpshooters selected from thousands of people. Li Zixuan would not let these talents go.
Whether it was the gun tester or the future security guard, these people were very valuable.
The only unfortunate thing was that the female sharpshooter declined Li Zixuan's offer and started a world tour with her husband.
After the game, he spent three days in Chicago with Elizabeth and Marion.
Li Zixuan sent the two of them reluctantly to the train station. This time, it was, of course, a first-class carriage with a bed and attendant service.
"Bruce, I hope you can attend my birthday banquet!”
Elizabeth said.
"And me. I just don't know if Dad will remember my birthday!!”
Marion said sadly.
"Yes!" Li Zixuan nodded.
"If I have time, I'll definitely go, Elizabeth!"”
"Call me Sean. My family calls me Sean!”
Elizabeth said with a red face.
"En, Sean!" Li Zixuan nodded, then turned to Ms. Eddie and said,
"If Mr. Eddie forgot your birthday, then Sean and I will celebrate it for you, Miss Know-it-all!"”
Marion's blue eyes widened as he said with uncertainty,
"It's true!"
"Of course!" Li Zixuan smiled.
"Then it's a deal. In the name of God, you can't go back on your word!”
"Alright, in the name of God, I won't go back on my word!”
"You're right." Marion smiled brightly, but she was also confused.
"Bruce, why do you call me Miss Know-it-all sometimes?"”
"I'll keep you in suspense. You'll know in the future!”
As soon as Li Zixuan finished speaking, the train attendant informed the three of them that the train was about to leave.
Hence, he could only wave goodbye.
The next day after sending off the two little lolis.
The president of the Rifle Association and the Rothschild couple were also going back to New York.
Before leaving, James Rothschild also invited Li Zixuan
to go to his Hyde Park Village in New York.
In response, Li Zixuan nodded happily, indicating that he would definitely return to disturb them.
With the perfect end of the National Rifle Competition on June 1st, the once noisy city of Philadelphia seemed to have quieted down.
But was that really the case?
As the weather turned hot, it made people feel irritable, and the atmosphere of impulsiveness enveloped the entire Chicago.
At this time, the outcome of the competition had no effect on the Chicago Board of Trade. It was still the place with the largest number of people in Tokyo.
Farm owners, business owners, mining tycoons, and so on all had bloodshot eyes as they watched the grain prices rise day by day.
Even some well-known futures advisors and exchange staff began to get lost in this place.
And that W.H. Niebuhr had already become an investment legend. By mid-July, the futures contracts he held had reached 3.5 million.
If he chose to deliver these contracts now, he would earn more than 1.5 million dollars.
He had earned another 500,000 dollars in just a month.
In fact, many futures investors could not make so much money in their lifetime.
Therefore, W.H. Niebuhr, the owner of the carriage shop, was now in his prime.
As for the carriage shop that was running well, he no longer cared about it because compared to the laborious carriage shop, the futures market was earning money too quickly.
He no longer cared about the profits of the carriage and horse shop.
Early in the morning on July 20th,
he brought his French girl to the exchange as usual.
As usual, Niebuhr was smoking a cigar while hugging a French stunner as he toured the exchange.
Although the exchange hadn't opened yet, a group of people had arrived early.
They greeted Niebuhr with envious and longing expressions.
"Mr. Niebuhr, how much will it increase today?”
"Mr. Niebuhr, I'm going to buy another 5000 dollars worth of oats. What do you think?”
"Wheatley, it will break through to 20 US dollars per ton today, right?”
Niebuhr would give pointers on all these questions.
"You know what? Eileen, the tabloids in Chicago call me the God of Wealth because I gave these guys a shortcut to getting rich!”
Niebuhr said proudly to the French girl in his arms.
"Darling, you're amazing. I've taken a fancy to more than ten pieces of clothing designed by Mrs. Amanda.”
The French girl looked at the man beside her with a big beer belly, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and a fierce face.
"No problem, buy a few more. I love seeing you wear sexy clothes!”Niebuhr said lecherously.
"Pow!" The French girl kissed the man on the cheek.
However, at this moment, the exchange suddenly became noisy.
(PS: New book, please collect it. Flowers, tickets. The new book is like a seedling. I hope to receive the care of all the readers. Thank you, everyone.) Although James Ross wasn't very interested in politics,
his brother Theodore Ross was a political maniac.
The relationship between the two branches of the Rothschild family, Hyde Park Village and Oite Bay, was much closer at the time than it had been since.
James often visited the home of Theodore Rothschild in New York.
In 1881, Theodore Rothschild was given the opportunity to enter the New York State House of Commons as a member of the Elephant Party.
He was eager to obtain political resources.
However, in the Elephant Party, who could compare to Rockefeller?
In this era, there was a saying in the Eagle Sauce Country that the Donkey Party belonged to the Morgan family, while the
Elephant Party belonged to the Rockefeller family, although this was inevitably exaggerated.
But Wall Street's capital was indispensable for both parties.
There was no doubt about the Rockefeller family's influence on the Elephant Party.
If Theodore Roth could get close to Rockefeller through Li Zixuan, then the Roth family would have a bright future.
The current James Rosford would never have thought that his family would have two presidents in the future.
They became one of the four major political families in the Eagle Sauce Nation.
Thus, the first National Rifle Competition ended.
Many newspapers reported on the unprecedented grand occasion of this competition. Tens of thousands of people watched and thousands of players competed on the same occasion.
The last person to bring the honor and prize money was a man in his forties from the slums of New York.
Very soon, the omnipotent newspaper dug out the man's information.
He was a hero during the Civil War, recently unemployed, and his wife sold her hair to exchange for an 1882 Lee rifle.
Some of the more emotional women were in tears when they saw the contents of the newspaper.
The man lamented how lucky he was to have a wife who loved him so much.
For a moment, Aubrey seemed to have become a star in New York.
The factory that had originally fired him even sent a manager to invite him back to work.
However, at this moment, he told the reporters that he had accepted Bruce Lee's employment.
Becoming a professional gun tester for Lee Browning Weapons Company.
His workplace would also be moving from New York to San Francisco.
In fact, other than him, the other three Gunners who entered the finals had all accepted the offer.
After all, they were sharpshooters selected from thousands of people. Li Zixuan would not let these talents go.
Whether it was the gun tester or the future security guard, these people were very valuable.
The only unfortunate thing was that the female sharpshooter declined Li Zixuan's offer and started a world tour with her husband.
After the game, he spent three days in Chicago with Elizabeth and Marion.
Li Zixuan sent the two of them reluctantly to the train station. This time, it was, of course, a first-class carriage with a bed and attendant service.
"Bruce, I hope you can attend my birthday banquet!”
Elizabeth said.
"And me. I just don't know if Dad will remember my birthday!!”
Marion said sadly.
"Yes!" Li Zixuan nodded.
"If I have time, I'll definitely go, Elizabeth!"”
"Call me Sean. My family calls me Sean!”
Elizabeth said with a red face.
"En, Sean!" Li Zixuan nodded, then turned to Ms. Eddie and said,
"If Mr. Eddie forgot your birthday, then Sean and I will celebrate it for you, Miss Know-it-all!"”
Marion's blue eyes widened as he said with uncertainty,
"It's true!"
"Of course!" Li Zixuan smiled.
"Then it's a deal. In the name of God, you can't go back on your word!”
"Alright, in the name of God, I won't go back on my word!”
"You're right." Marion smiled brightly, but she was also confused.
"Bruce, why do you call me Miss Know-it-all sometimes?"”
"I'll keep you in suspense. You'll know in the future!”
As soon as Li Zixuan finished speaking, the train attendant informed the three of them that the train was about to leave.
Hence, he could only wave goodbye.
The next day after sending off the two little lolis.
The president of the Rifle Association and the Rothschild couple were also going back to New York.
Before leaving, James Rothschild also invited Li Zixuan
to go to his Hyde Park Village in New York.
In response, Li Zixuan nodded happily, indicating that he would definitely return to disturb them.
With the perfect end of the National Rifle Competition on June 1st, the once noisy city of Philadelphia seemed to have quieted down.
But was that really the case?
As the weather turned hot, it made people feel irritable, and the atmosphere of impulsiveness enveloped the entire Chicago.
At this time, the outcome of the competition had no effect on the Chicago Board of Trade. It was still the place with the largest number of people in Tokyo.
Farm owners, business owners, mining tycoons, and so on all had bloodshot eyes as they watched the grain prices rise day by day.
Even some well-known futures advisors and exchange staff began to get lost in this place.
And that W.H. Niebuhr had already become an investment legend. By mid-July, the futures contracts he held had reached 3.5 million.
If he chose to deliver these contracts now, he would earn more than 1.5 million dollars.
He had earned another 500,000 dollars in just a month.
In fact, many futures investors could not make so much money in their lifetime.
Therefore, W.H. Niebuhr, the owner of the carriage shop, was now in his prime.
As for the carriage shop that was running well, he no longer cared about it because compared to the laborious carriage shop, the futures market was earning money too quickly.
He no longer cared about the profits of the carriage and horse shop.
Early in the morning on July 20th,
he brought his French girl to the exchange as usual.
As usual, Niebuhr was smoking a cigar while hugging a French stunner as he toured the exchange.
Although the exchange hadn't opened yet, a group of people had arrived early.
They greeted Niebuhr with envious and longing expressions.
"Mr. Niebuhr, how much will it increase today?”
"Mr. Niebuhr, I'm going to buy another 5000 dollars worth of oats. What do you think?”
"Wheatley, it will break through to 20 US dollars per ton today, right?”
Niebuhr would give pointers on all these questions.
"You know what? Eileen, the tabloids in Chicago call me the God of Wealth because I gave these guys a shortcut to getting rich!”
Niebuhr said proudly to the French girl in his arms.
"Darling, you're amazing. I've taken a fancy to more than ten pieces of clothing designed by Mrs. Amanda.”
The French girl looked at the man beside her with a big beer belly, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and a fierce face.
"No problem, buy a few more. I love seeing you wear sexy clothes!”Niebuhr said lecherously.
"Pow!" The French girl kissed the man on the cheek.
However, at this moment, the exchange suddenly became noisy.
(PS: New book, please collect it. Flowers, tickets. The new book is like a seedling. I hope to receive the care of all the readers. Thank you, everyone.)
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