Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

"Also. I said something disappointing on purpose, but the guy didn't respond to it at all."

"It's not like his character."

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Listening to the old turnip head's serious analysis, Shen Jiannan couldn't help but laugh. Now, this old guy has no intention of concealing the facts.

"Old turnip, what do you want to say after all this?"

"Oh Maga. Boss, how can you not analyze this matter with your wisdom? The guy Rowan has always been Lamont's follower. Obviously, they want to approach you through me!"

Shen Jiannan was very surprised. According to the news from Pound Brook, this is indeed the case, but the old turnip head, who knows how to smelt copper, could even think of this, which is simply incredible.

Is it true that people can't look like?

"Approach me through you? I don't understand what you are talking about?"

Pretending to be confused, Shen Jiannan continued to pretend to be a fool. If the old turnip does not take the initiative to tell the relationship between him and Lamont, there will be some hidden dangers.

Boss, don't you really have any compelling numbers in your heart?

The old turnip could not help but bury it.

"Boss. Please note that you raped the Bank of England, and it happened that the idiot Norman Lamont and I were classmates. That's probably the reason.

The cabinet government needs face. Although the gang of politicians are more shameless and have no bottom line, they still need to save some face in this matter. If you refuse to meet them, you will be known as shameful. They will try your tone from my side in a roundabout way, so that they can retain the dignity of Great Britain. "

"I raped the Bank of England. I like this statement. But you and Lamont are classmates, why didn't you hear it?"

"Boss, please trust my loyalty to you. But that is really an embarrassing story..."

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"My God, old turnip, you are actually Lamont's attendant? Then why did you become like that afterwards?"

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"Boss, Rowan and I have arranged to have a party at the Karon May hotel for the evening. Do you think I will go or not?"

"Go. Why not. Old turnip, this is a good opportunity for you to find a place, isn't it."

"But. They must want to talk to us about short positions on the pound now."

"Then talk to them, but, soldiers against soldiers, generals, turnips, do you understand what I mean?"

"understand."

"Very good. Then I look forward to a wonderful dinner for you."

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The rain, I don't know when it has stopped.

The setting sun gradually appeared at the end of the Thames, like a burning flame, shining the entire river red. Reflected under the red sun, cruise ships and freighters are coming and going along the river. As the ships pass by, the white traces of the light green river stir up whirlpools, and it takes a long time to disperse.

Standing on the banks of the Thames, Shen Jiannan lit a cigarette and watched the boats on the river drifting away. The blue waves made him feel passionate.

Britain once relied on steel armored iron ships to have many colonies all over the world. No matter where the sun rises, there will be a flag of Great Britain. At that time, the sun never sets how powerful the empire is. Although today's empire is no longer at its peak, it is still an old industrial power and is still one of the most powerful countries in the world.

And this country is now just like the sun in the sky, only the sun is left.

Raped the Bank of England.

What a wonderful metaphor!

As the setting sun sinks more and more, the sun's rays gradually dissipate, and patches of blackness begin to gradually shroud the sky.

Norman Lamont sighed helplessly while standing on the top floor of the Kalome Hotel.

His dignified state minister of finance of the empire is damned if he wants to bow down and try his best to see an orientalist. But he had to admit that today's empire is like the sun on the river. The glory has passed, and only the sun is left.

"Boss. John that **** is here."

At Mason Rowan's reminder, Norman Lamont cursed secretly and had to cheer up.

People in the arena involuntarily.

The same is true for countries.

Since Great Britain can't resist the pain of being raped, it can only ask for a little prostitute as much as possible, but before that, it still needs to take care of that bastard's doglegs. After finishing all his clothes, under the leadership of Rowan, Lamont squeezed a smile that could no longer be fake and walked towards the door.

"Oh. Kevin, is that you?"

"Are you... John?"

"God, is it really you Kevin?"

"John. You remember me, God, I thought you would forget me."

"How come, I remember very clearly, that year when I went to the toilet and shit, you lost a huge mouse in it."

"Haha..... I didn't expect you to remember this. You won't always want to retaliate against me.

"Am I that kind of petty person? I thought of putting a cobra in your crotch at most."

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"John, is it you?"

"Oh Maga. Are you Jude?"

"Oh, it's really you. I heard Rowan say you will come, but I didn't expect it to be true."

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"Jude, why do you look terrible? God, your clothes are so ugly."

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"Right. This is my business card. If you want a job as a driver, I can help."

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"Yellen? God, how come you seem to be ten years older than me."

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"God, how can you treat our school girl like this."

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"God. The cosmetics you used, my ex-wife...that is, my current mother-in-law can't use it."

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At the entrance of the restaurant, Robert John stood on the red carpet and greeted his former classmates warmly.

He was wearing a custom-made tuxedo with a red bow tie on the neckline and a pure white cotton shirt inside. He inadvertently exposed the Patek Philippe watch in his hand, looking like the most elegant gentleman.

People rely on clothing and Buddha rely on gold.

This sentence is indeed very reasonable, and regardless of men, women and children. Although the usual old Robert is also in a suit and leather shoes, he always has a wretched dog-like temperament on his body. Now, after changing into a custom tuxedo dress, he immediately has a look. The big beard is still the big beard, and the rosacea still has a rosacea, but there is a more confident calm and elegant temperament on his body, which perfectly shows the cultivation and demeanor that a nobleman should have.

It would be more perfect if it wasn't for this guy who was too rude, too embarrassing, and looked like a villain.

But obviously, the old turnip doesn't care about these.

Gentlemen are used to pretend to be seen by others. Since Lamont has bothered so much to invite some former classmates, he can't pretend to be forced, how can he be worthy of Lamont's hospitality.

Of course, he would not admit that he just likes to see those old classmates who are embarrassed and annoyed, but have to smile and smile.

The smile on Robert's face became more and more enthusiastic.

The smile is very sincere, simple and without any arrogance.

However, the undisguised villain on his face made everyone who saw him look sick as if they had eaten a fly.

Just like Norman Lamont and Mason Rowan.

These two people used to be old turnips who could only climb high. In other words, in their eyes, the old Robert was not even worthy of shoes.

But now, this guy has changed, but he has become an existence that he has to flatter.

The feeling of 30 years in the east and 30 years in the Hexi made Norman Lamont and Mason Rowan look at each other. When Robert was studying in the past, he was often yelled by these two. Every time a variety of bad things, the two will tacitly push the old carrot head~www.novelmtl.com~ If you really want to say it, you can't blame them.

The circle is everywhere.

The old turnip's family is just a declining family, and even the tuition fee can only barely come out. Going to school is hoping to get all the benefits from climbing to the rich, and being bullied is a natural exchange. Given the status of the Lamont family and the Rowan family, throwing some black pots to Robert or bullying him is actually a kind of care. For ordinary people, they don't bother to take a look.

But this time, another time.

With the character of this bastard, now the salted fish is turning over, it would be a **** if you don't take them off.

Sure enough, when he saw Norman Lamont coming over, Robert John's face was full of excitement like a fly seeing flesh.

As he said, before Lamont responded, Old Carrot stretched out his arm towards Lamont with a warm smile, ready to give a big hug.

But in a short period of time, the servant quickly pinched the **** of a waiter who looked staid and serious with an agile speed that was completely incompatible with his age and a tricky angle.

"what--"

Clang--

The waiter screamed unexpectedly, and the tray he was holding accidentally fell to the ground, and the cups fell everywhere. At this moment, the old turnip’s head was an old friend he hadn’t seen for many years, and he embraced Nuo enthusiastically. Man Lamont.

"God. Norman, it's you? It's been a long time since I didn't expect to see you here."

Norman Lamont's face was as black as a wok, others hadn't noticed the movement of the old turnip's head because of the angle, but how could he not notice.

Damn bastard!

I can understand your grievances, but what does it mean to pinch a man's ass?

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