Reborn with wealth that rivals the country.

provocative!

Hong Guoguo’s provocation!

Hannibal is pretending to be ignorant even though he knows the truth.

But that wasn't what made Solomon most angry.

What pissed him off the most was...

All the gods at the headquarters actually approved of Hannibal's behavior!

This means that this group of people may have been hiding it from me and have been having close contacts in private!

Solomon took a deep breath and said calmly with a fake smile:

"Well, Hannibal, your spirit of contributing to the foundation is worth learning from. On behalf of all members of the foundation, I thank you."

"Hahaha, Solomon, why are you being polite to me?" Hannibal laughed arrogantly and walked straight to Solomon's throne.

Solomon still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were icy cold.

Hannibal patted Solomon's throne and said jokingly, "Your seat is dirty. Let me help you clean the dust."

"Oh? I thought you wanted to sit. If you want to sit, we can change seats." Solomon said with a faint smile.

However, Hannibal did not respond, but just looked at Solomon with a smile.

The atmosphere at the headquarters fell to freezing point at this moment.

"After the meeting is over, you stay and we'll discuss our next plan." Solomon smiled and patted Hannibal's shoulder.

"Okay, I also have a plan to tell you." Hannibal raised his head and said proudly.

After the gold long plan was fully deployed, all the main gods and apostles left the stage. In front of the huge golden round table, only the god of wealth Solomon Rothschild, who represented the pinnacle of wealth and power in the world, and the god of war Hannibal Caesar, who represented the pinnacle of world combat power, were left!

The two of them sat opposite each other, seemingly relaxed.

Solomon had a faint smile on his face, while Hannibal was sitting with his legs crossed, looking extremely arrogant.

In fact, countless thoughts flashed through the two of them.

The two of them stood facing each other for an unknown amount of time until the golden bell next to them rang twelve times.

At this time, Solomon slowly spoke: "Hannibal, the ranking of the Foundation's main gods has not changed for so many years. Do you have any ideas?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he directly exposed Hannibal's thoughts.

Hannibal simply stopped pretending, lit a cigar, and said nonchalantly, "That's right, the plan I wanted to tell you about is related to this issue."

"Oh? Is it such a coincidence? Tell me about it." Solomon narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You also said that for so many years, the person in charge of the foundation has not changed. It has always been your first main god Solomon. I and other main gods think that this is not appropriate. Especially for you, it is too unfair.

How can you bear the pressure alone?

It's time to let your brothers help you share some of the pressure."

As he spoke, Hannibal gently pushed a document in front of Solomon, tapped the paper, and said loudly: "Eighty percent of the senior executives of the Huili have agreed and signed the statement on the change of leadership.

After the Croatian market is over, we can hold the vote.

To be fair, all members will have a vote, and anyone can be the decision-maker of the foundation based on their ability!"

Solomon looked at the statement that was signed and stamped with fingerprints, and a huge rage rose in his heart.

At this most critical time, when the survival of the foundation was almost at stake, Hannibal chose to rebel and force the throne!!!

Solomon couldn't just refuse!

With so many members signing, if I directly refuse, I will probably be kicked out of the foundation.

So now Solomon has only one way to go – to be the person in charge of the campaign foundation!!!

It’s really ironic when you think about it. In the past, the decision-makers of the foundation were all re-elected and all came from the Rothschild family.

Over the years, the twelve main gods have changed countless times, but the first main god has always been named Rothschild.

But in his term, there might be a change of people!!!

"So...from what you said, you must run for election this time?" Solomon said with a wry smile.

"Of course I, Hannibal, will contribute to the foundation! Many members have said they will support me, so I think I have a good chance." Hannibal blew out a puff of smoke arrogantly.

"Caesar..."

Solomon looked at Hannibal steadily, his expression extremely serious, and said, "Don't run for election this time. Support me with all your strength. I won the election, and I will definitely support you to be the person in charge of the foundation in the next election."

Hannibal stopped smoking and looked at Solomon in confusion, as if he wanted to see if he was joking.

But Solomon's eyes were extremely sharp, and Hannibal was a little scared.

After a long while, Hannibal seemed to have made up his mind. He said loudly, "Then we will have two people in charge! You are the one in charge, and so am I. There is no need to argue."

Solomon's eyelids drooped, and then he laughed mockingly.

"You think Lian Zhuang is also in jeopardy."

"Having two people in charge is the best option for you, me, and the stability of the foundation."

Hannibal raised his eyebrows and said provocatively.

"Whether you can win consecutive championships... you won't know until you choose."

After Solomon finished speaking, he picked up the statement and shook it: "I know the statement. Everything will be discussed after the Kremlin's market is over."

"Well, you should be mentally prepared. Solomon, it is impossible for a person to have smooth sailing all his life. Sometimes, retreating at the peak of his career is also a good choice."

After saying this, Hannibal spit the cigar onto the golden round table and strode away arrogantly.

After Hannibal left, the smile on Solomon's face gradually froze, and then the statement was torn into pieces by Solomon and scattered all over the sky.

Fragments like cherry blossoms slowly fall.

At this moment, Solomon was like a ferocious evil ghost, gnashing his teeth and his eyes filled with endless hatred.

At this moment, a mixed electronic sound that sounded neither male nor female suddenly came from the dark corner:

"Two people in charge... Haha, interesting idea."

The one who spoke was none other than the King of Assassination, the Fool, codenamed 001 by the Tarot Club.

"There can't be two tigers in one mountain! This generation of the foundation has only one person in charge, and that's me, Solomon Rothschild!!!" Solomon roared.

"Oh, do you need me to help you get rid of Hannibal? One trillion is enough."

The fool smiled lightly.

"Only one tenth of Chen Mo's worth? Should I say that you overestimate Chen Mo, or that you underestimate the God of War?" Solomon mocked.

"Haha...you don't know what kind of person Chen Mo is. Even his wife doesn't know the real him.

Ten trillion to assassinate Chen Mo, I can only tell you that my price is too low."

"why?"

"Because to assassinate him is to assassinate God."