American Wuzong

Commanding presence from all sides, killing aura wafting; all personal income turned over; out of a hundred, I take ninety-five—you know my methods... Ferran was originally a professor in the 21st century, but unexpectedly returned to 1932 and became Roosevelt's nephew. When time reached 1945, after the fall of the giant in the wheelchair, the long-suppressed capitalists couldn't help but throw back their heads and roar: "Thirteen years! Do you have any idea how I've spent these thirteen years?!" But at that moment, Ferran stepped forward and announced loudly: "My name is Ferran Roosevelt, and I will run for the next President of the United States of America. If you don't like my name, then you can call me American Wuzong!" This book is also known as: My Uncle Roosevelt, Whoever Invented Capitalists Is a Genius, Go Tell My FBI...