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Chapter 121 The end of being looted

Do I want to be face-saving?

Looking at the Chief Minister and Foreign Minister Graeme who suddenly spoke, Norman Lamont was so angry that he almost cursed. No matter how he calculated such a thing, he couldn't count it on his Chancellor of Finance. He asked him to go and discuss what was going on.

All the old politicians present were old politicians, and no one was the one who could smoke from his nose. Julian Shapu, the Minister of International Trade and Chairman of the Trade Commission, saw that Lamont wanted to refute, and quickly pulled the slightest move.

"I agree with Grame's proposal, and there is no more suitable person than His Excellency Lamont."

"His Excellency Shapu is right. According to the information provided by mi5, Robert John, the executive of Capital One, had a classmate relationship with His Excellency Lamont. I believe that through Robert John's relationship, this negotiation will definitely have a good start."

“…”

Robert John?

Why didn’t I know that I have such a classmate?

Norman Lamont was stunned. He thought about it for a long time, but he never remembered that he had such a classmate.

Suddenly, a blurred face gradually emerged from memory.

Many years ago when I was in middle school in Lamont, a thin guy who looked a little stupid and a little timid came to the school. After being teased by him for a few times, he found that the heirs of this down-and-out family were quite suitable for being a follower to take the blame.

Stuffing cockroaches into the teacher's textbook, peeking at female classmates to change clothes, or patting female classmates on the butts, similar things are filled with Lamont's happy middle school years.

Of course, these things will be borne by others in the end, that is, the follower who Lamont accepted at that time.

Damn it, it's not that lowly idiot.

"Norman, that's it. I'm sure you will bring us good news."

“…”

God!

How could you treat me like this?

The finale of the game between John May made Norman Lamont almost crazy. With his former relationship with Robert John, no need to think about it, the situation might be very bad.

Why did you have to let me go?

Lamont felt like he was a young wife who was sold to a brothel to pick up customers, but her eyes were all looking at him, and Major's words completely pushed him into a dead corner.

"Okay! I'll try to give it as much as possible, but I don't promise to convince that guy."

Perhaps it was explained for the sake of his own possible defeat, Lamont added.

"Capital pursues profits, and the current market is beneficial to sellers. We want to convince a financial tycoon to give up the profits that can be seen, which is very difficult."

Lamont is telling the truth.

Capital is nature to pursue profits. As Dunningge said: if there is 10% profit, capital will be ready to move; if there is 100% profit, capital will be lost; if there is 300% profit, then it can be done with the gallows.

Given the current dilemma facing the pound, anyone can think of how big the seller has. It is undoubtedly difficult to make an international financial tycoon give up this advantage.

"What do you think?"

John Major asked the congressmen present with his hands spread out.

The ministers of the Finance Department looked at each other and reached some kind of agreement in an instant.

"Mr. Brooke mentioned this issue before I came to it. He believes that the current market selling has reached its limit, the buyer is seriously lacking, and the market does not have enough money to pay the seller's profits. If it continues, it is probably not the result that international capital wants to see, and they cannot get more profits."

“But they can sell it at a cheaper price to achieve their purpose.”

"That's why we need to talk to that bastard, but it's also the capital we can talk to."

"His Excellency Lamont, what else do you have to say?"

“…”

You have finished speaking, what else can I say?

Norman Lamont had a bitter face, and he wanted to vomit blood more and more, but he had to admit that Pound Brook was indeed very prescient. If he had been able to follow his advice, the country would not have reached this point today.

"There is no other problem, but given Mr. Pound Brook's ability in finance and economics, I would like to hire him as a special counsel for this meeting."

"This is simple. The Prime Minister's Office will issue an invitation letter to Mr. Brooke, and I believe he will agree."

“…”

September in the UK is in a phase of alternating climate. It may still be sunny in the morning, but it will rain heavily in the afternoon. Suddenly, autumn rain will continue. The weather that changes at any time makes people subconsciously feel that the way of heaven is impermanent.

As for temperatures, the temperature will vary significantly depending on the geographical locations in the UK. For example, Scotland and the northern regions tend to be five to ten degrees Celsius colder than London and the southeastern regions. Similarly, there is a significant rainfall in Lancashire, Yorkshire, Cumbria and Northumberland in Scotland and northern UK.

When you walk on mountain roads, lakeside or countryside or in outdoor sports, it is a wise choice to bring a lightweight rain jacket.

Stepping on the rain and umbrella, walking along the banks of the Thames, watching the drizzle falling from the sky like a dream. The drizzle made Shen Jiannan feel indescribable.

Not far away, under a bridge, several elderly men in their fifties and sixties curled up together, looking at the sky in a few thin clothes. Around them, there were three young children who looked only seven or eight years old, with their tender faces full of hope.

Their clothes were covered with dust, but the fashion and texture of the fabric showed that these people should not be professional homeless people.

What's going on? Shen Jiannan is not thinking about it.

Wealth is always the left hand against the right hand. As the Tao Te Ching says, the way of heaven damages the excess and makes up for the shortcomings.

He has made $4.8 billion in Britain now, and this money will naturally be distributed to every British man. If he is a little unlucky, he will have to go bankrupt with the Bank of England.

Looking at the blue and flawless eyes of the three children, Shen Jiannan felt a little pity in his cold heart. I wonder if these children will die due to immunity after living.

But now that he has seen, out of humanitarianism, something must be done.

"Monkey. Do you have money on it?"

"Boss, these foreigners are still in our Hong Kong, what do you care about him?"

"You can't say that, the child is innocent."

“…”

Tang Dunhou curled his lips, but he still took out his wallet and took out a handful of banknotes.

There were pounds with denominations of 5, 10, 20 and 50, and there were 1, 2, 5, 10, 20, 50 new pennies. Shen Jiannan looked at it, took out a few 50 new pennies and threw them on the ground.

"Thanks!"

"Thanks!"

A tender voice of thanks came from behind, and the tone of gratitude made Shen Jiannan feel much less guilty.

Maybe the money is not much, but at least, he is still alone.

Ring--

Walking to a section of the bridge deck, the phone Shen Jiannan was carrying with him suddenly rang.

The phone call was from William. The guy was so excited that he was like a duck who had been escorted.

"Boss. My cheap father-in-law called me just now, and he said that the cabinet was going to let Norman Lamont talk to us."

"Lamont? Who knows the king?"

"Well, it's the Chancellor of the Exchequer who said he knows everything, but they may first contact Lao Luobo Head to try your attitude. Lao Luobo Head seems to know Lamont before."
Chapter completed!
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