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Yes, Hitler is acquainted with Little Thomas, and in fact, Hitler is Little Thomas's pen pal! It may sound absurd, but they truly are correspondents. Ever since he began teaching the political economy he founded at Columbia University, proclaiming that war is an extension of politics and that economics is the core of politics, his statements were fully published in the Washington Post. The very next day, after reading the article in Berlin, Hitler expressed strong agreement with Thomas Mellon Rockefeller.
Thus, the two began their correspondence across the Atlantic. This was also the reason why Thomas Mellon Rockefeller confidently told the president that he could persuade him.
"Your Excellency, it’s finally a pleasure to meet you in person!"
"Oh, my Little Thomas! I never expected your German to be so... and with such a pure Bavarian accent! How delightful! Look at your golden hair and green eyes! You are pure-blooded Aryan!"
Feeling the little Führer’s hands exploring him, he quickly interjected, wanting to stop this madman's behavior. "Your Excellency, we have important matters to discuss!"
"No! There’s no need to rush! Come here! Have Alfred Rosenberg come to me as quickly as possible! Immediately! Now, Little Thomas, let’s go have some tea!"
Half an hour later, while they were enjoying tea, a tall German man with a slick hairstyle and a very competent demeanor arrived. How could one be so sure? Because he was dressed in an SS uniform!
In the Imperial Chancellor's Office, such attire could only belong to a German!
"Thomas Mellon Rockefeller, allow me to introduce our Premier, Alfred Rosenberg—Your Excellency!"
Ah! The pioneer of human racial theory, the author of Racial Theory, the notorious anti-Christian and blood theorist, advocate for Germany's living space doctrine, and rabid anti-Semite—Alfred Rosenberg!
This was like finding a pillow when one was sleepy! Just when I was worried about not finding a way down the slope, here it was delivered right to my door!
"Premier—Your Excellency! I have read your Racial Theory more than once! Finally, I get to meet you!"
Saying this, he actually pulled out an old copy of Racial Theory from his pocket and handed it over with both hands, asking Premier—Your Excellency—to sign it!
At that moment, he also took out an even more worn copy of Mein Kampf and said, "First, please sign this for me; I will consider it a family heirloom."
Little Mustache’s eyes nearly turned green with envy as he quickly snatched the copy of Mein Kampf from him. "My God! Thomas Mellon Rockefeller, you even made notes in it! Incredible!"
Suddenly, Little Mustache carefully closed the copy of Mein Kampf and placed it in his pocket. "Thomas Mellon Rockefeller, this is a gift; it is the greatest reward for my beliefs! I will give you the most exquisite signed edition; please allow me to keep it!"
Hehe, this is exactly the effect I wanted! Why did I have a few people imitate my handwriting in your book and scribble all over it? It was for this moment!
The copy of Racial Theory that Alfred Rosenberg was now examining closely came about in the same way!
"Ah, my Führer, it is my honor!"
When Little Mustache heard my first four words, his eyes lit up!
"Alfred Rosenberg, stop looking! Hurry! Come and verify if Thomas Mellon Rockefeller is a pure Aryan!"
Even though Alfred Rosenberg had already risen to the position of Premier of the Third Reich, he was absolutely obedient to Hitler's words. He immediately pulled out a flexible ruler from his pocket and began measuring Thomas Mellon Rockefeller's face.
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