Why are the names of these companies so strange?

Holding the postcard in his hand, George Soros felt indescribable. He didn't think it was when he met these company bosses in London, but now they put them together, they always feel that something strange is there.

Big Big Wolf!

Maybe his boss is a Japanese man and likes wolf like Robertson.

But what the hell is this slow sheep?

Sheep on the Scottish ranch?

Suddenly, George Soros laughed silently, and he remembered who the boss of this company was.

A month ago, Soros met a very interesting guy at a financial dinner in London, a guy who looked calm and honest, but was actually humorous, funny, and somewhat lewd and shameless.

He is in his fifties and still has a girlfriend under twenty years old.

The most interesting thing is that someone told Soros that guy's little girlfriend is his ex-wife's daughter.

This is simply incredible.

Later, at the banquet, a friend introduced the two to chat for a few words, and even if they met, the more they chatted, the more interesting Soros felt. The guy named Robert John didn't look like a British man.

There is no British arrogance, old-fashioned and arrogant. On the contrary, he is very joking and good at socializing.

After thinking for a while, Soros's eyes flashed a few times. Robert John's Slow Sheep Company seemed to have a good relationship in the London financial industry. It has a relationship with Standard Chartered Bank and HSBC, and also does lending business. Although the interest rate is a little higher, borrowing money from them at this time is undoubtedly the best choice.

London, financial district.

Robert John sat in a Starbucks cafe with his young girlfriend Lucy Badenburg.

Well......

This guy had no gentleman on his face. Soros had a humorous and witty impression, and he was arrogant and hung up with cigarettes, as if no one was smoking, and spitting smoke and using second-hand smoke to invade other people's bodies. He had no moral integrity at all.

The most disgusting thing is that the hair on his head is much thinner, with a big belly, at least two hundred pounds, and a young girl is surrounded by him. The long golden hair draped over his shoulders is covered with a layer of golden light under the light, and the white and red skin has another beauty, and the slightly exposed neck is tender and tempting.

Looking at Robert John smoking cigarettes unscrupulously, Bourne Wisman looked at him indignantly, hoping to go up and beat him up.

Can you be lewd and want to do things if you have money?

Such a gentle and beautiful girl, that bastard actually loved her at all, and let her absorb second-hand smoke directly. Don’t you know that this is unhealthy!

Damn rich man! This is simply poisoning other people's lives.

The evil fire rushed up from the heart like a poisonous one. The anger from the heart made Bourne Weisman make up his mind. He tried his best to suppress his anger and walked to the two of them.

"Sir. You can't smoke here."

He quickly glanced at Lucy Badenburg, and Bourne Wiesman said to Robert John.

People like Robert John will turn their eyes. Although Bourne Wiesman looked at Lucy Badenburg with a very obscure and rapid look, he still saw the trace of admiration and regret flashing in Wiesman's eyes.

I admire Lucy Badenburg's beauty, and regret that she sat opposite her.

Robert John knew very well about this.

Another guy who feels lustful.

He raised his eyebrows and hardened Bourne Wiesman's slightly provocative look. Lao Luobo took out his wallet and took out a red banknote from his wallet.

The red paper banknotes exuded an attractive luster under the light. On the front is the Queen of England, on the back is the portrait of John Hoblenren, the first president of the Bank of England, on the left is the bank's janitor, and on the back is the residence of John Hoblenren.

50 ￡.

A full fifty pounds.

Turning the money on the table, Robert John gently pushed it forward and pushed it down the edge of the table.

"Is it OK now?"

In an instant, Bourne Wisman's handsome face turned red, and he subconsciously glanced at Lucy Badenburg, and glared fiercely.

"you......"

Before Bourne Wiesman could finish his words, another red bill was pushed over.

However, it is different from the red banknotes on the table.

100 ￡.

Are you fooling me with fake money?

Bourne Wiesman couldn't help but become stupid. He had seen many people who were pretending to behave, but he had never seen anyone pretending to be so natural with fake money.

"Oh. Sorry, I took the wrong one. This is the money circulating between our banks."

Robert John apologized very gentlemanly, put the one hundred pounds he took back to his wallet, and exchanged two fifty pounds on the table.

This time, the anger in Bourne Wiesman's eyes disappeared completely. Mali picked up the money from the table and handed the coffee cup he had just taken when he was cleaning the table to Lao Luo Head.

"Sir. You can do whatever you want!"

“…”

His eyes immediately looked at the two of Lao Luobo Heads, probably because they couldn't stand the weirdness in their eyes. Lucy Bedenburg kicked Lao Luo on the head and legs, and the smell of punishment was obvious.

But then, she laughed herself. The old radish head looked so handsome.

In response to this, Lao Luobo just calmly spat out a mouthful of smoke at the people around him. The show-off breath seemed to be as hateful as it seemed.

Ring--

A sudden phone ringtone rang. The unique customized ringtone shocked Lao Luobu Head, and quickly took out the phone and pressed the call button.

"Boss. Good evening. Li Wanji worked hard on you, so why haven't you rested yet!"

"Old Radish Head. Are you praising me or scolding me?"

"Oh, God can testify for me. My loyalty to you is even more pious than Bhikan."

Perhaps to show that what he said was true, Lao Luobu was flattering, and even his tall body was slightly bent.

The people around them showed shameless eyes. One of them was arrogant just now, but now they are like grandsons. How can they be so inconsistent with each other?

Shen Jiannan also suspected it. He really didn't understand what Lao Luotou had learned in the fifteen years of his life in China.

Nothing can do, but flattery has always been the first place.

Too lazy to talk nonsense to this guy anymore, Shen Jiannan went straight to the purpose of the call.
Chapter completed!