Human beings are probably the most unreasonable creatures. Just like, happiness is always based on the pain of others.

And wealth seems to conform to this rule.

Looking at the thousands of years of human history, a wealthy country always needs to be parasitized on the poverty of other countries, and the strength of one country always needs to make other countries weak.

Never changed, nor could it be changed.

For the UK, cutting interest rates in Germany can not only resolve the depreciation pressure faced by the pound, but also expand the weight of the pound in the ecu. This is a wonderful thing. But for Germany, it is even more disgusting than eating a piece of shit, and what's worse is that it's someone else's shit.

Frankfurt, Deutsche Bank.

Helmut Schlesinger finished the meeting and returned to the office and threw his beloved corn cob cigarette pan to the ground.

He just wanted to warn Italy and make the Italians understand who is the most reliable and needful ally on the land of Europe, but he never expected that the lira would collapse. The Italian bank has foreign exchange reserves worth billions of marks, and Germany lent Italy more than 20 billion of foreign exchange reserves and a full 30 billion of foreign exchange reserves. How could the lira collapse?

"Idiots, a bunch of idiots. Things that don't grow up are just the same as fifty years ago."

There is nothing more anger than this result. Fifty years ago, in order to unify Europe, this pig teammate in Italy jumped out to dig a hole. Now, this pig teammate who has been cheating has come out to dig a hole without hesitation.

Every time, it's so fucking tricky.

In a fit of anger, Schlesinger smashed the corn pipe pot that he had been with him for a long time. He couldn't figure it out. If Italy didn't want to fight a war fifty years ago, it was a reason.

But what is this time?

Could it be that the Italians felt that they were too much money and burned, so they deliberately did not do their best to order the country to lose money and dig a hole for Germany?

There is no reason at all.

Thinking of this, a chill flashed in Schlesinger's eyes.

Italian banks have 30 billion foreign exchange reserves. With so much money, even if they are burned, it will be enough for a year. But they can't stand it for even three days. The Italian central bank also said that interest rates have been raised twice in a row, which makes no sense.

British?

French?

Or are they all taking action?

Schlesinger had a gloomy face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes with an extremely dangerous light.

Everyone can see the relationship between Italy and Germany. If the Italian lira collapses, Germany must cut interest rates in any case to relieve the pressure on the lira. If Germany lowers interest rates now, no doubt other countries will breathe a sigh of relief.

But compared with other countries, the most serious market bearishness is the pound!

Thinking of this, Schlesinger punched him on the desk.

He had another intuition that the most likely person who attacked Germany behind his back was the British messenger.

Fifty years ago, this shit-scratcher came out to ruin the big thing in Germany. Now, the most likely thing is this damn shit-scratcher. These bastards have always seen which country becomes stronger and they will come out to make trouble.

"Damn the shit-scratch guy... wait for me!"

Germany's modern strength has always disturbed the UK. Although Britain had to join the European Community for economic development, in order to gain greater authority in the future European Central Bank, the UK has been working tirelessly for this, from the central bank to the cabinet to the Ministry of Finance and the Prime Minister.

Unfortunately, the continued efforts of the UK have not changed the position of the pound in the ecu.

Compared with the European continent, Britain is only suspended on an isolated island. Geographically, Frankfurt is more suitable for the European Central Bank; economically, Germany, where the merger of the two Germanys is too strong, and it is not comparable to Britain now.

It is reflected in that, in the past, whether it was the Seventh National Congress or the Bass, Germany had always refused to cut interest rates in the face of the pressure from the twelve countries.

But now, he, the great Lamont, with his wisdom and strategy, and with his extraordinary strategy and strength to see through everything, forced the German Central Bank to choose to make concessions and cut interest rates with his own strength.

It is completely conceivable that in the history hundreds of years later, he, Lord Lamont, the great treasurer, faced the currency crisis, and used his most powerful wisdom that no one could surpass, to avoid the crisis and gain more opportunities. What a noble honor it would be when the British Empire faced a currency crisis.

Unfortunately, Lord Norman Lamont could not feel the anger of Schlesinger thousands of miles away.

Otherwise, he would regret that he had done too carelessly.

The Jews once angered the Germans, and were chased by the Germans and had no way to go to heaven and land. Now, Britain has come to Germany from behind, forcing Germany to make concessions. With the Germans' old-fashioned thinking, if they don't give a harsh knife to Britain, then it's not Germany.

Thinking that he would be remembered by later generations, Norman Lamont sang naval songs with interest. When he was at the climax, he even roared with his fists as everyone present sang together.

“rule, britahe          waves:

“britons        never        will        be        slaves.“

..."

The concert of "The Last Night of Freedom" came to an end with Norman Lamont's final roar. As the audience stood up and applauded, Lamont flew kisses at the audience like a warrior who had received a triumphant return.

The cool breeze is trustworthy, and the autumn moon is boundless.

The bright moonlight shone over the city of Rome, covering this historically glorious city with a layer of silver glory. The castle villa is shining with layers of white light under the brilliance, making people think of the legendary vampire and hungry wolf legends.

According to legend, when darkness covers the earth and the moonlight rises to a high altitude, gentlemen in tuxedoes will transform into werewolfs, tear open the dress wrapped around the female vampire with their huge wolf claws, and use their hard, black and straight manes to impact the white and tender body of the female vampire.

The legend...probably true.

The moonlight shone in the bedroom of the castle, turning Shen Jiannan into the wildest werewolf, roaring like a wolf... and biting.

The bedroom of the villa has long become messy, and the crazy werewolf wantonly attacked the gentle trap set by the vampires, and used their powerful body of steel to impact their well-known gentle trap in chaos.

But it is easy to fold too hard, and softness can overcome hardness.

a long time.

The werewolf's madness gradually disappeared. As the peak state disappeared, he could only rely on his body to change back to its original state. Fortunately, the vampires had already been killed by his powerful lethality and had no room for struggle.

Two faint breathing sounds came, and he glanced at Yulia and Qina who were exhausted from sleeping. Shen Jiannan pulled the quilt for them and walked out of the bedroom.

A dry feeling came, and he walked to the refrigerator and picked up a can of drinks and sipped it. He raised his wrist and looked at the time.

One pm.

After calculating the jet lag, Shen Jiannan walked to the sofa and picked up the phone on the table.

Dudu—

The phone call sounded, and soon a familiar voice came from the phone.

"Hey, hello. This is Akiyama family. Oh, sorry, this is Anhui family."

Osaka, Seinoe District.

Ahn Michiko held the phone, her face burning red like a fire.

It's really embarrassing.

She just took a nap after finishing her homework, but she didn't want to blurt out. If someone knew someone, it would be embarrassing.
Chapter completed!