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Chapter 93 Billion pounds

There have been countless times when Shen Jiannan was thinking about what he would think if he returned to Manhattan again.

It may be complicated, full of hatred, anger, curse and hatred, but it was not until the moment he stood in the Empire State Building that it was actually not as complicated as he thought.

As an outsider, it is not natural to be bullied by outsiders!

Breaking the rules? Being a rogue? Being unreasonable?

In this world, there is always a decision on who has the big fist. If you don’t bully the small one, then what’s the use of being big? There is nothing to be angry about in everything. This is all natural.

However, I heard that the air in the United States is too fresh, too sweet, and almost luxurious. I didn’t feel it before, but why didn’t I feel it now?

Could it be that the Empire State Building is too high and the air is too thin

"Yulia. Do you think the air here is sweeter?"

"What?"

"Oh, it's okay."

"Dear, what are those two buildings? They are taller than the Empire State Building."

There are two more buildings than the Empire State Building, besides the World Trade Center, who else can there be?

Shen Jiannan gave a brief introduction, and again, Qina and Yulia were excited and exclaimed, this is the tallest building in the world.

"It's so beautiful, can we go up and visit?"

"Fortunately, you just said to go up and visit, instead of asking me to buy them."

"Shen. Why don't you know romance at all?"

"romantic?"

Shen Jiannan smiled, grabbed Yulia, and pressed her whole body against the transparent glass on the balcony. Hundreds of people were covered with glass at high altitude. Although they knew they would not fall, the instinctive fear of heights instantly ignited the hearts under the transparent glass.

Yulia laughed and exclaimed again, and instinctively pushed her body backwards.

"Baby, you understand now. I'm very slutty and very slow."

"Ha ha!"

“…”

After some fun and tossing, Yulia and Qina's new feeling of climbing to the Empire State Building for the first time faded away. The two of them put on their clothes and grabbed Shen Jiannan's arm.

"Dear. Now, can we go out for a walk?"

"Of course. But don't you need a break?"

"No, I can't wait. I think Yulia is the same. Now, let's go and finish the business and relax."

“…”

Bank of America, the largest commercial bank in the United States in terms of assets, has a history of which can be traced back to the Bank of Massachusetts in 1784. It is the second oldest bank in the United States. As the name of Bank of America, its business is mainly in the United States. Naturally, financial centers such as Wall Street will also have its branches.

Three luxury cars with a faint gloss set off from Fifth Avenue and took ten minutes to arrive at Wall Street in the South District of Manhattan.

Wall Street is a noun that represents the United States around the world.

This narrow street, only a third of a mile, has gathered more than 2,000 investment companies and is famous for its world financial center.

The surrounding buildings were influenced by decorative art on the basis of the gilded era, and they were magnificent and imposing.

Successful people in suits and ties walk on the street with their bags, or go in and out of various high-rise buildings. They always hold their heads up when they are in a hurry or chat and laugh, so that they can feel their pride and arrogance.

There are also blondes dressed in bright clothes, fair skin and beautiful appearance, and proud figures, wandering around with a man's arms. There is no shortage of luxury cars around them. It is like a luxurious car exhibition, where all kinds of top luxury cars around the world can be seen here.

Beauties and luxury cars have become another unique landscape among the skyscrapers, making people who first arrive here always dazzled.

But compared with New York City and even across the United States, there is almost no black man here.

Because, this is the white world.

The car passed through the Trinity Church, crossed the New York Stock Exchange, and stopped on Broadway Street.

It was not a coincidence that it was just stopped at Chuanpu Building.

Shen Jiannan walked out of the car, glanced sideways at the building that was mortgaged by the bank not long ago, and accompanied by Qina and Yulia, he walked towards Bank of America not far away.

Soon, the group arrived at the entrance of the Bank of America. As soon as they stepped into the bank gate, the bank hall manager immediately rushed over.

On Wall Street, I travel with two female companions with charming figures and peerless faces. They are either rich or noble at first glance. Besides, they also have several female bodyguards and male bodyguards. The sophisticated aura is not something that ordinary businessmen can possess.

"Hello, noble sir, beautiful lady. I am Shamir Rohan, the manager of the Bank Hall. Welcome to Bank of America. I am honored to serve you all."

Indians, with fair skin, famous and famous, and working as hall managers in banks, could only be the second caste Kshatriya.

Shen Jiannan raised his eyebrows and gave the home court to Yulia Sidorov.

Yulia understood, and her aura changed suddenly, and she became elegant and luxurious from a little bird to a person.

"Hello. I have a business that needs to be discussed with your bank, but I think you probably can't make the decision."

This is very hurtful.

But Shamir Arhat had no intention of being dissatisfied at all. As a banking practitioner, judging people is the most basic skill.

Yulia Sidorov has delicate facial features, luxurious clothes, and elegant temperament, which is not something that ordinary families can cultivate.

Humbled and slightly bent, Shamir Arhat made a gesture of inviting.

"Dear guest, please come with me."

Under Shamir Rohan, several people walked through the bank hall and entered the transparent elevator in the hall. Soon, they arrived at the third floor of the Bank Building, the Super VIP reception room of Bank of America.

Shortly after the few people sat down, Chris Walker, the bank manager who received the intercom message, rushed into the reception room.

Out of man's instinct, his eyes swept across Yulia Sidorov and Qina Kanoski, but soon stopped on Shen Jiannan. His professional experience tells him that the very calm but crazy guy in his bones is definitely a fellow traveler or an arrogant mentality.

"Mr. Walker, this beautiful lady has a big business to work with our bank."

After listening to Shamir Rohan's introduction, Chris Walker did not reach out to his hand rashly. He simply bowed his body and introduced himself.

"Hello, distinguished guests. I am the bank manager, Chris Walker."

"Mr. Walker. I think your bank will be very interested."

Yulia Sidorov took over the conversation.

But she did not stand up, and seemed a little arrogant and unreasonable. She had always lacked favoritism towards Americans. As the daughter of the Russian Federation's Treasury master, she also had the capital of arrogance.

Of course, this is not the point.

Banking institutions are capital institutions. The business we want to discuss with Bank of America this time is an astronomical number. If you don’t put your attitude high, how can you be worthy of that astronomical number?

But Chris Walker was very upset.

This is Wall Street. There is no rich man. He feels that his attitude is already very low, but the other party is so rude.

"Oh. I wonder how big the business this beautiful lady is to cooperate with us?"

In terms of showing off, maybe Shen Jiannan is already at his peak.

Yulia Sidorov could not learn anything with such a man every day. She could hear the dissatisfaction of Chris Walker's tone, so she smiled slightly and stretched out a finger.

"Ten million dollars?"

Chris Walker tentatively said, his tone was slightly sarcastic.

Yulia shook her head slightly.

Could it be!

Chris Walker's pupils shrank, and the momentum that had just condensed suddenly dissipated.

"One hundred million dollars?"

"No, billion pounds!"

Gudong!

Chris Walker couldn't help swallowing.

One billion pounds, exchanged for $1.1.1857 per pound, that billion pounds is $1.857 million!
Chapter completed!
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