Gravedigger of the Empire

"Let him stay out of it for now!" Kahn finally decided to ignore Ron's affairs, since he couldn't cause any trouble anyway.

Time is running out for him; now he needs to focus all his energy on the banks in the Ruhr region.

A man cannot get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot get fat without night grass. Robbing a bank is obviously a good way to make a fortune.

Just then, Wolf walked in like a lackey, carrying a box.

He handed the box to Kahn as if he had discovered some huge juicy gossip: "Miss Lin sent it; she said thank you for your help."

Kahn was taken aback and didn't dare to reach out to take the lunchbox. He didn't know what was inside or how dangerous it was.

He did see Lin Shoucheng yesterday, and the two talked for a long time.

To Kahn's surprise, Lin Shoucheng did indeed want to bring his daughter back to Hong Kong, as he seemed to be preparing to introduce Lin Baiyu to a suitable match.

I heard that this person works under a high-ranking official in the Kuomintang and is highly regarded by him. His future is limitless.

Lin Shoucheng intended to befriend the other party, so he prepared to marry his daughter to him.

Kahn wasn't surprised; this kind of operation was too common, so he immediately asked Lin Shoucheng who the other party was.

Lin Shoucheng's answer left Kahn speechless for a long time: the other party's name was ordinary and Kahn didn't recognize it, but he was very familiar with the other party's backer.

Indeed, this high-ranking Kuomintang official has now risen to the position of councilor at the headquarters and is participating in the Kuomintang's reorganization.

During this reorganization, this person strongly opposed Mr. Sun's decision and disagreed with Communist Party members joining the Kuomintang in their individual capacities...

Yes, this person's surname is Wang, and his given name is Jingwei.

Lin Shoucheng praised the young man highly, saying that he was brave, resourceful, and exceptionally courageous...

After hearing Lin Shoucheng's words, Kahn was truly impressed by the man's insight.

Of all those talented people, after all that selection, they ended up choosing the worst one!

He chose the bottomless meteorite crater over the giant crater; he chose the number one scoundrel of the Republic of China over the scoundrel...

Having known each other for a while, Kahn ultimately couldn't bear to watch Lin Baiyu, this young girl, jump into a fire pit.

He advised Lin Shoucheng to wait and finish his studies first.

At first, Lin Shoucheng disagreed, but Kahn eventually came up with a reason, using the possibility of domestic unrest, the bloody and brutal factional struggles, and the uncertainty of who would win or lose, which scared the guy away.

The final result was that Lin Shoucheng returned to Hong Kong, while Lin Baiyu was able to stay in Berlin to continue her university studies.

"Which Miss Lin?" Albert asked Wolf, looking at him curiously.

Liu Jingtang looked at the lunchbox in Wolf's hand thoughtfully.

Wolf didn't try to hide anything and answered directly, "It's that Chinese girl who often comes to see the director..."

"Oh. Is he your friend?" Albert turned his head and asked Liu Jingtang beside him.

Liu Jingtang quickly nodded: "Yes! Miss Lin is my friend! She's a very nice person..."

In an effort to gain points with Lin Baiyu, he tried to say as much as possible.

"Just leave the food there." Kahn gave Wolf a look, and the latter put down the lunchbox and left the room.

"Liu...you go back first, I have some things to say to Mr. Kahn." Albert handed the documents he was holding to Liu Jingtang.

Liu Jingtang reached out and took the stack of documents, which, together with the ones he was holding, were quite heavy.

Struggling to carry the documents, he turned and walked out of the room, with Albert following behind him. Once he was out of the room, Albert closed the door behind him.

There was no one else in the room. Albert walked to Kahn's desk and lowered his voice to remind Kahn, "Sir! There's something I need to remind you of."

"Hmm?" Kahn placed his hand on the lunchbox, looked at Albert, and made a questioning sound through his nose.

Albert carefully chose his words, cautiously describing his opinion: "Well, sir, you know... whether it's within the Junker aristocracy or the defense force..."

"People still care a lot about their partners, do you understand what I mean?" He used to be a professor and had some experience in high society.

Therefore, he is quite sensitive to such matters: in those circles, many rules are absolutely not to be broken.

"What are you talking about?" Kahn asked, sounding a little annoyed.

"What I mean is... if you marry a Chinese woman, it will be very detrimental to your entry into high society." Albert could only grit his teeth and finish what he wanted to say.

Kahn was somewhat surprised, and it took him a while to shake Lin Baiyu's beautiful face out of his mind: "What strange things are you saying? When did I say I was getting married?"

"I'm reminding you, sir! If you don't want to be ostracized, you should choose a true German girl." Albert meant well.

"Ha! Albert! You're really funny." Kahn couldn't help but laugh; he finally understood what Albert was talking about.

Although Lin Baiyu is indeed very beautiful, and although Kahn, whose soul is Chinese, does have similar aesthetic tastes... he hasn't really considered marriage yet.

He's only 21! Isn't it a bit too early to talk about marriage at this age?

"You really have no feelings for this Chinese girl?" Albert asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's hard to say, I haven't thought that far ahead yet." Kahn didn't give an answer.

He hasn't thought it through yet, so how can you expect him to answer?

"First of all! Albert! You've misunderstood! The relationship between Miss Lin and me isn't what you're thinking." Kahn opened the lunchbox, revealing plump dumplings inside. "Want one to try?"

He did this partly to prove that the gift held no special meaning for him, and partly to find someone to test the waters...

"Even if I were to pursue her rashly, she might not agree to it." Kahn continued, watching the other person pick up a "mysterious oriental delicacy."

"Secondly, I'm greedy for money and lustful, and I'm afraid of death, so I'm not really suited for marriage." Kahn grinned wickedly, his face full of the kind of sleazy look that any man would understand.

"Finally, there's one thing you're wrong about." The smug look on his face faded, replaced by a serious expression: "I don't need to fit into any circle, because I am the circle!"

Marrying a Chinese wife is unpopular? Ha! You'd better be qualified to stand in front of me first! Kahn sneered inwardly.

There are very few people left in all of Berlin who can stand in front of him and look down on him.

"Hmm! This is good!" Albert praised between chews. "I reminded you, how you choose is your business. However, this girl's cooking skills are not bad, which is an advantage."

"Huh?" Kahn was a little surprised. Just a few days ago, he had almost been poisoned to death by Miss Lin.

Skeptical, he picked up a dumpling and paused slightly, looking at the pleats on it.

These pleats are much more regular than last time, and the dough looks thinner too.

Kahn picked one up, put it in his mouth, and bit into it. Surprisingly, it actually tasted alright...

Hey! What the hell!