Chapter 138: The scapegoat, Shen Jiannan
Fighting is an eternal and unchanging topic for mankind.
As the media reported on the whole story of the pound crisis from all angles, people at all levels in the UK have two extreme attitudes towards First International Capital and the Bank of England, which are at the core of this incident.
Some bureaucrats and traditional media within the government felt very uncomfortable with the losses of the Bank of England and the great victory of international capital shorts, just like being raped. Some media even called the day of the pound humiliation "Black Wednesday" and "The 666 Devils Arrival" in order to gain political correctness.
They need a scapegoat, and the first capital led by Shen Jiannan is the most convenient one. Who made this guy dance the happiest?
"The result of a series of things is the system breakdown, turmoil and negative impact on the economy. We don't know the scale of the impact, but it will be very serious. Europe will fall into a serious economic recession, Germany's business has also suffered a huge blow, and France is not in a good situation... turmoil is always bad. It may be good for a few people, such as international speculators like Shen Jiannan, but it is indeed bad for the economy."
"It undermines Europe's hopes, and a chaotic monetary system can bring about serious crises and even war."
"We don't know how many people will die because of this, but that number will mean the disappearance of a life. This is the death brought by speculators, who are like vultures, devouring other people's flesh and blood."
Roland Thomas, a former French diplomat, also joined the ranks of criticism of international short capital.
He said that Anglo Saxon speculators—referring to global currency traders, such as Shen Jiannan and his group—destroyed Europe's hopes.
“You have to see who profits from this sinful act.”
“…”
Slap sex-
While British politicians and some media and professors criticized international speculation, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers on the East Street of Canary Wharf made the place extremely noisy. As the thick smoke and dust flew, a pungent smell of sulfur forced the police and gentlemen who received the call to the police to arrive at the scene.
Firecrackers made the surroundings look like a battlefield full of fire. Sheriff John Nelson, who got out of the car, couldn't help but frowned.
Through the thick smoke of gunpowder, you can see rows of flower baskets densely placed in front of a street shop. It seems that the reason for disturbing people and polluting behavior is the opening ceremony of a store.
He often performs tasks in various districts, and John Nelson knows that only Chinese people will set off fireworks and firecrackers when opening the business.
What an annoying guy.
John Nelson couldn't help but complain in his heart. He was chatting with a beautiful woman who came to do business at the police station. Suddenly, he received a call from the police and had to go out to the police, but he wanted to solve this problem. It felt so bad.
It was like walking into the battlefield. John Nelson took careful steps, covering his face with his leather jacket, ready to walk through the thick smoke to teach those troubled guys some lessons.
If a Chinese dares to bring so much trouble to him and don’t teach them a lesson, wouldn’t they think the British police are too idle?
Sure enough, my own verification was judged.
Walking through the smoke and dust, John Nelson saw an annoying eastern hole. A neat suit, a tie, Cheng Liang's leather shoes and a white shirt. Everything shows that the guy in front of him is the real owner.
Otherwise, with the sloppy Chinese, it is impossible for them to wear such formal clothes in normal times.
"Hey! Let your people stop right away! These damn fireworks and firecrackers have disturbed others and caused serious pollution."
Stop?
Hearing John Nelson's shout, Don Dunhou turned his head to look at it, like a look at the idiot.
How can you not set off firecrackers when opening something like this? Now that he dares to stop, the boss dares to ask him to take off his clothes and go out to run naked.
"Hey. Have you heard that, I'll let you stop, right away. Your firecrackers and fireworks bring noise and pollution. According to relevant laws, I have the right to order you to stop and punish you."
Roaring!
John Nelson walked to Don Dunhou with an angry look on his face, indicating his anger.
But then, he was stunned.
money!
Several red bills with the queen's portrait were handed to John Nelson.
¥50.
There are four pictures in total.
For only a second, a hint of sullen red appeared on John Nelson's face, and he felt that his dignity was greatly humiliated.
"You are so brave. You dare to try to bribe a sheriff. Who gives you the courage and courage?"
As he said that, John Nelson took out the handcuffs on his waist and prepared to arrest Donhou. He dared to bribe him in a bright day and did not take the queen's dignity seriously.
"Didn't you say we should be punished?"
As he said that, Don Dunhou pulled out another handful of money from his wallet. This time he was too lazy to count it again, so he handed it to John Nelson directly.
Gulu—
John Nelson's Adam's apple squirmed unscrupulously.
A thick stack of banknotes seemed to be at least 3,000 pounds, and he could smell the fragrance of ink between one meter.
John Nelson could swear to God that he really didn't want to take this money. He was a policeman affiliated with the Queen and was only managed by the London Police Department and the City Police Department.
But......
There is no need for so many fines.
No one around could see it.
Firecrackers continued to ring, and the sky above the canary wharf stained with thick smoke seemed to be covered in dark clouds.
Don Dunhou had already left, and John Nelson stood there looking at the sign hanging on the facade - Nanbo Bank, and suddenly felt that the world was different.
Slap sex-
Amid the sound of firecrackers, Yulia Sidorov and Qina Kanoski were covered in their eyes with a black cloth. They stood in the vault on the first floor of Nanbo Bank, with a bright face full of nervous and anticipated smiles.
They didn't know what Shen Jiannan wanted to do, nor did they know where they were. The vague sound of firecrackers made people seriously wonder if they had arrived at the battlefield.
Should we punish us?
In the dark environment, the other two could instinctively feel a little nervous and couldn't help wondering if Shen Jiannan was going to punish them.
That day, the lover was very dissatisfied with asking them if they were teaching him how to do things.
Next to the two, Shen Jiannan held a glass of red wine and savored it slowly. Seeing the expectation on their faces, a wicked smile appeared in his eyes.
"Babys, you can open your eyes."
Without the expected punishment, no other things being guessed, Yulia Sidorov and Qina Kanosky did not know whether to cheer or disappoint, so he pulled open the cloth strips that were blinded.
But when they saw the indoor environment, the two were completely stunned.
yellow!
The yellow ones are dazzling, and the yellow ones are shocking.
In the space of more than 300 square meters, there is a dense layer of gold bricks, which reflects dizzying and dreamy colors under the light.
"God! Is this all gold?"
"O God! I've never seen so much gold."
Shen Jiannan smiled and placed the wine glass on a building made of gold bars, blocking the waists of the two.
"Beautiful?"
Women are no different from dragons.
There is no immunity to something like gold.
Looking at the dreamy golden floor tiles, Yulia Sidorov and Qina Kanoski's eyes were almost all small stars left.
"It's so beautiful, it's really unimaginable."
"I can't believe it's all gold."
"You can try it. For example, let's lie down!"
Looking at everything in front of me in shock, it was like being hypnotized. The three of them lay down on the ground together. A hard feeling came from behind, but it felt very comfortable to lie on it, making the whole body warm and hot.
Slap sex-
Gold is worthy of being the most conductive metal. The symmetrical flat gold floor makes you feel the tremor brought by fireworks and firecrackers.
The cold breath came from the skin on the back, but in the sense of golden color and gold, it made people feel that the whole body was hot.
I don’t know how long it took, but the huge impact of gold finally dissipated, and the three of them walked out of the vault hand in hand.
But for some reason, there were several places on the ground paved with gold bricks that seemed to become darker. If you approach, you would find that a few strands of water stains seemed to seep out of thin air from the ground.
"Shen. Our bank is open here, will the location be a little bad?"
"HSBC and Bahrain are both world-renowned banks with a long history. It is probably difficult for us to compete with them so close to them."
Chapter completed!