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Chapter 129 The President Calls

"hehe."

Grant sneered on the phone, "I didn't want to say anything more. Now that you have left the Rothschild family, you are still Rothschild's identity. And I told you the last time that the election of the new term is very important to the entire Rothschild family. When you suddenly got in, I don't know if it was your own or the meaning of China? If it was Huaxia, I had nothing to say, just compete fairly. But if it was yours... then you haven't considered my feelings?"

Zhou Huan was silent.

He found that this time he did something wrong, and he impulsively participated in the election without considering it.

Since I did it, Zhou Huan is not someone who dares not admit it. "I didn't consider this, I can apologize. However, this time it's my personal opinion and has nothing to do with China. Since you have already spoken, I will withdraw from this election."

Although he felt a little bit painful for 10 billion, Zhou Huan was not an unreasonable person. After all, he did the wrong thing first.

"Huh?" Zhou Huan's apology surprised Grant, and he said so simply that he wanted to withdraw from the election, which also made him curious, "Then don't you feel sorry for your 10 billion euros?"

"What do you feel sorry for?" Zhou Huan smiled, "You can still make money when you lose money."

Zhou Huan was not surprised that Grant could know that he had invested 10 billion in advance. After all, it was a big family. If he didn't even know this little news, how could such a family have been passed down for hundreds of years?

Hearing Zhou Huan's straightforward answer, Grant laughed instead, "It's not necessary to quit. You can still fund that candidate."

"Oh? Why?" Zhou Huan was stunned for a moment, unable to understand Grant's thoughts.

"Let's not talk about whether you can succeed, even if you can succeed?" Grant said with a smile.

After saying this, Grant hung up the phone.

"What does this mean?"

Zhou Huan frowned and thought?

But the next moment, he figured out the key.

That's right, just as Grant said, even if he successfully picked up a candidate, it was in the name of Aslan.

As long as Zhou Huan is still possessed by the Rothschild family, it is equivalent to the success of the Rothschild family.

Even if Zhou Huan is not close to the Rothschild family in the future, he is still a fake Rothschild family. Especially, does he dare to reveal his true identity?

If he does not disclose his identity, then as long as he is still in Country D for one day, as long as he still uses the name Aslan #Rothschild, the profits will still be the Rothschild family.

To put it bluntly, every term of the Rothschild family will fund the election of the election, just to let the outside world know that every prime minister or president elected is supported by the Rothschild family.

As long as others know this, as long as they are in Country D, no one dares to provoke the Rothschild family.

In other words, the Rothschilds just want a reputation.

"It's indeed an old fox!" Zhou Huan sighed.

Then, his cell phone rang again.

This time the call was an unfamiliar number.

After answering the phone call, Zhou Huan asked, "I am Aslan, yours?"

"I am Puston #Nadland." The low and majestic voice came from the phone.

"Uh..." Zhou Huan was surprised and hurriedly said: "Hello, Mr. President."

"I'm still called me president now?" Puston said a little dissatisfied.

"Uncle Puston." Zhou Huan immediately changed his words, "Why did you call me so late?"

"It's not something you did yourself." Speaking of this, Puston #Nadlander's tone was even more dissatisfied, "Where is the situation?" The president's question was very simple, with an invisible majesty in his voice, and the unrivaled momentum that came through the communicator also made Zhou Huan feel deeply stressed.

"Nothing big, it's just a misunderstanding!"

Zhou Huan can only answer this way. It would not be embarrassing enough to tell the president that it was a conflict within their Rothschild family.

This answer was heard by the other people in the villa and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh, especially Hancourt's heart was truly put back into his stomach. When he looked at Zhou Huan again, there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"Just explain the misunderstanding clearly. There is no need to make a big fuss."

The president's seemingly ordinary words have a power that cannot be denied. In a simple sentence, it sets the tone for how to deal with this incident.

"Yes, Uncle Puston, I understand!" Zhou Huan agreed.

"Please take a few days off. Just take Mickey out for fun if you have nothing to do. I'm going to help you choose the candidate with peace of mind. Don't make a mistake. The last incident was enough to make me a headache. Do you understand?!"

The president finished his words very casually and hung up the communication directly.

"I see!"

Although the president had hung up the communication, Zhou Huan subconsciously said respectfully.

The president's call was just a few words, but it eliminated a thing that could be a big deal, and made Zhou Huan feel that even if he was wronged, it was not a big deal.

This is the charm of a country leader. Although his rights are not the greatest in Country D, Zhou Huan cannot help but admire his attitude and skills in dealing with things.

"You can handle the matter here. As for my losses..."

Zhou Huan looked at Hancourt in front of him indifferently. He originally wanted to say that no one else was responsible, but then he quickly said, "Don't worry, I will deal with it properly. We will compensate for the losses of your villa as soon as possible."

"If there is nothing, you can take your people away. By the way, get the media outside away."

Zhou Huan didn't want to say anything more.

First, although he was angry, he felt that pursuing the matter was not very meaningful, and instead made him seem narrow-minded.

Moreover, the incident has become obvious.

Even Grant and Puston were making their way, and he couldn't say anything.

As for his nominal brother, Jerant...

A cold light flashed in Zhou Huan's eyes, but he felt helpless.

After all, he was his nominal brother, so he was really hard to take action. However, even if he wanted to deal with Jerant, there was no good way.

Of course, all this is because he is not strong enough now.

Watching Hancourt leave the villa with a large group of special police, Zhou Huan slowly closed her eyes and leaned on the sofa.

"Power is really a good thing!"
Chapter completed!
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