Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food. This is the management philosophy that Simon has practiced in recent years around the increasingly large Westeros system.

After reading too much people and things, we will find that from the big country to small enterprises, whether it is the macro-management model of focusing on the big and letting go of the small or the micro-management idea that takes everything into consideration, there are a large number of successful cases, and we can find many negative teaching materials from each other. In the end, it may be attributed to the fact that everything is accidental, and all accidental is inevitable.

And, success and defeat of the enemy.

In Simon's view, in fact, attentiveness is the most important.

It is definitely not absolute to live up to the hard work of man and heaven, but the truth is certainly correct. The problem is that most people often do not put in their own efforts, but they are used to talking about the unfairness of the way of heaven.

Arriving in New York on Monday, Simon was dealing with various work accumulated on the West Coast due to the holidays some time ago, TV shows such as American Idol have been broadcasting in the fall. Cisco's $2 billion financing in September, the promotion of the establishment of direct security departments by various subsidiaries in the system, the booming US election and the Westeros family's layout in the political field, and the recent investment projects of Westeros, led by James Rebeld, sorting out all these.

Even outside New York.

In Hollywood, after consultation, the project "Save Private Ryan" was initially finalized. Daenerys Entertainment will undertake 50% of the production budget and be responsible for global distribution. DreamWorks and Paramount share the remaining 50% of the investment. To complete this project, Lao S is considered to be the last film contract owed by Global Times.

In Ukraine, after Simon spent $200 million in budget, the large-scale resettlement housing project in Rifni was officially launched.

In China, "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" officially started filming this week.

In addition, the Westeros family's private intelligence network has recently successfully assisted the first batch of illegal immigrants from Somalia to enter France. Because it was a preliminary attempt, there were not many people, only more than 50 people, divided into 23 pairs, and some children were brought.

The key is that they are all black and green.

And this is just the beginning. There will be someone to help these illegal immigrants settle down in France. The key is to have children and have more children, each couple will have at least one year. Although France has abolished its citizenship rights, as long as the child is born, it is basically impossible to repatriate them. In fact, these illegal immigrants who have no passports at all cannot be repatriated. After receiving training in advance, everyone has forgotten where they come from.

Even if someone really dares to repatriate repatriation, a series of French extreme left organizations that the Westeros system has begun to provide funding are not vegetarians.

It is expected that after the smuggling and resettlement network of illegal immigrants at home and abroad will be fully built this year, starting next year, Simon will plan to send tens of thousands of illegal immigrants to France every year.

Compared with France's current total population of nearly 60 million, these illegal immigrants seem to be unintentional, but they are not.

The key is the number of newborns.

In recent years, the number of newborns in France has been around 800,000, and the birth rate is relatively low. Therefore, Simon only needs to sue 400,000 against illegal immigrants who are in the fertility period to France. Every year, one child can account for more than half of France's birth rate. 400,000, and 800,000 people, which seems to be a lot, but if the period of 10 years and 20 years is extended, and some wars and waves of refugees occur during this period, this number will be easy.

Simon had enough patience in this and had even begun to think about the emergence of a black president as great as Mandela in France to completely liberate France.

Moreover, this is to some extent a conspiracy.

Even if someone notices Simon's intention, it is impossible to publicly criticize anything, because doing so will inevitably offend the majority of black brothers. If the votes are damaged, it will be even more painful.

Long Island, East Hampton.

I was working non-stop, and it was Sunday in a blink of an eye, so I decided to take a day off.

On the second floor terrace of a sea-side villa in East Hampton, enjoying the warm autumn sun in the morning, Simon leaned on the terrace sofa and had just written a note. He was about to ask the girl A who was sitting next to him to hand it over to Neil Bennett, who was in charge of the intelligence network. His fair arms were leaning over behind him and quickly snatched the note.

"Looking for a group of smart and hard-working French second-generation mixed-race black boys, Simon, what is this?"

Simon did not answer, grabbed Erin Lauder's arm behind him and pulled it over, kissed the girl on the face that was leaning over behind him, and smiled and said, "It's nothing, I plan to set up a school aid plan."

Erin Lauder chased after Simon and kissed him on the lips, then stepped over the backrest of the sofa and jumped into Simon's arms, raised the note in his hand and said, "I don't believe it, you must be planning to do something bad."

Simon picked the notes and handed them to the girl A who got up, then pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Is this kind of person in your heart?"

"Anyway, you must have other purposes," Erin Lauder snorted, and then hugged Simon's neck again, acting coquettishly: "Tell me if it's okay, I promise, it must be kept confidential."

"Actually, I have figured out two things recently."

Erin Lauder widened his eyes and listened attentively: "Hmm?"

Simon said: "A society that is increasingly civilized is more likely to cause bad money to drive out good money."

The man suddenly became so terrible, and Erin immediately wondered: "What does it mean?"

Simon did not explain, but continued: "The second thing is that in a civilized human society, the core of the future struggle for dominance is actually a very primitive and rough reproductive war."

Erin blinked. She was actually a very smart girl. Even though Simon still didn't explain it thoroughly, she still understood it roughly according to the previous and next sentences. Then she blushed inexplicably and glared at Simon and said, "I won't give birth to you."

Simon smiled and took the folder next to it because Erin rushed over, and continued to write something on it, saying, "This, I won't have children with any woman. First of all, I must be beautiful, and then I need to be very smart. In this way, the little Westeros will be born better in inheriting my family."

Erin looked at Simon for a moment with her head raised, and finally said, "I suddenly realized that you were so primitive and rough."

"This is praising me."

"snort."

"By the way, have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten," Erin replied, remembering something again, and suddenly realized: "I discovered that, just now, at breakfast, Ang didn't give me that, ah, bad guy, it turns out that you just want me to get pregnant."

Simon whispered the restless girl in her arms: "I just said that not all women can give birth to me."

Erin was hugged by Simon, but looked contemptuous: "So, I want to thank you."

"No. By the way, it's time for you to leave."

Erin couldn't help it, raised her hand and hammered it on the man's shoulder: "Bitch."

Simon calmly continued to write on the folder spread on the girl's thigh, while saying, "Be good, don't make trouble."

Erin suddenly became quieter, like a deflated little ball, hooking Simon's neck softly. After a while, he said resentfully: "But you don't plan to marry me. Simon, if I have your child, the face of the Lauder family will be thrown away."

"Well, I'll announce that you've been removed from the list."

"Woo...how could I fall in love with a bastard like you?"

Seeing that the girl in her arms was really sad, Simon gently hugged her and lowered her head to kiss her. Erin resisted a little, and soon began to respond actively, and then there were signs of becoming more and more intense.

I don't know how long it took, but the two of them changed from the sofa to the recliner near the railing. Simon was wearing only a pair of trousers and laying down underneath, with an Erin Lauder lying on his chest like a cat in a man's shirt.

And the girl's thoughts.

"At first, my parents always talked about our affairs, but I won't mention it anymore."

"Um."

"Actually, I like the way I take eight maids out at a time, and then I see those people who are obviously jealous and pretend to be disdainful, haha."

"Um."

"I am only 26 years old and don't want children now. If we were 30 years old, we would be together, then maybe that."

"Um."

"It just so happens that my parents only have two daughters in our sisters. If... if... if I have children, I can't be named Lauder and inherit the family business."

"This," Simon finally stopped pretending to be hollowed out, and said, "My child, of course, must have his last name Westeros."

Erin slapped Simon again: "You don't marry me."

"Then you have the surname Westeros. In the future, these children will inherit my family business."

When Erin heard this, she raised her body slightly and quickly softened again: "Well, do you have any objection to Jenny?"

"You also know how big the Westeros system is now, and even if it is distributed to a hundred children, it's okay."

Erin suddenly became angry again: "Bastard, you actually want to give birth to 100!"

"Well, I'm using a metaphor."

"What do you think, surely."

"Okay, I admit it."

"Bastard, you really think so."

Simon raised his hand to surrender, sighing, "Oh, woman."

Erin felt the man quickly dropping his arms around him, calming him down again, pausing, and saying, "Then... give birth to two, one is Westeros and the other is Lauder. I also need my child to inherit the family business."

"This, actually, the surname Westeros can also inherit your family business."

"You're so bad."

"I just said, reproductive war, reproductive war!"

"Bad guy."

"All right."

After calming for a moment, Erin spoke first: "Today, I mean, can I stay tonight?"

Simon actually planned to wait for her to leave and go to Boston by herself. A few days ago, the housekeeper mentioned that Meretskova had something important to talk to herself. Although she didn't think there was anything important to that woman, it happened that the Westeros family donated to a series of top North American universities at the beginning of this semester, including Harvard and MIT in Boston, and also invested or funded many other projects.

In short, if you spend so much money, Simon always has to show off to show his presence.

At this moment, seeing the girl's pitiful appearance, she softened her heart and nodded, "Okay, I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

Erin nodded happily and held up again: "Since that's the case, Simon, here... let's go and see your girls dancing again. I saw it last time, it's pretty good."

“OK.”

So he stayed in East Hampton all day Sunday until the next morning.

Saw away Erin, who was reluctant to leave, Simon flew directly to Boston by helicopter.

If you are driving, you need to leave Long Island and bypass New York City before turning to the northeast. You need to walk for a whole morning. The boat is also very slow, while the helicopter, a straight-line distance of 180 kilometers, only takes about half an hour.

In fact, I originally planned to return to the West Coast this morning, but I temporarily changed my itinerary. I first went to see two women, Meretskova and Maria. I was going to Harvard and MIT for a walk. At noon, I also prepared a small luncheon to entertain some important political, business and academic figures in Boston.

However, when I saw Meretskova, I heard the woman say something nervously, and my itinerary was immediately disrupted.

In the western suburbs of Boston, within a manor in Weston’s wealthy area, about 20 kilometers from the city center.
To be continued...