Chapter 104: Slave Song

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"A bunch of rubbish, give me a price hike right away. Right away. ”

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"Damn, I didn't eat, believe it or not I fired your squid?"

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People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

Amid the hysterical screaming and insults of Murray MacLehose, the traders present could only continue to pick up their phones and perform orders by tapping on their keyboards.

4127。 1.8895, buy 10 million US dollars

4127.1.8955, buy $10 million.

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1.8958BUY30

1.8968BUY30

1.8978BUY30

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One stroke,

Two strokes

Three ......

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With tens of millions of dollars in the market, the sterling sell-off in the Asian spot market has finally been contained, and the downward trend like a waterfall is like an upside-down fishhook, with an extra hook.

1.8976!

Seeing that the pound in the market has finally stabilized, Murray MacLehose finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhang. How much money we just used. ”

"1.5 billion dollars. ”

1.5 billion dollars, a full 1.5 billion dollars.

Hearing this number, Murray MacLehose's heart was almost dripping blood.

Hong Kong dollars, the token of the US dollar.

The main reason why the price of the Hong Kong dollar has been stable is that the equivalent of US dollars must be paid at the time of issuance. But now, the foreign exchange bureau has only barely maintained the price of the pound with 1.5 billion US dollars, and God knows how much more money it will take to pull the exchange rate of the pound in the Asian market back to the exchange rate of the mark.

If this number continues to expand and cannot be filled back, it will put the Hong Kong dollar in a very dangerous position.

Damn it!

Thinking of the numbers in the market that seemed to be shouting about shorting, Murray MacLehose really wanted to climb in from his computer and strangle all the people on the other side.

"With the addition of the billion just now, it is a total of two and a half billion dollars. ”

"Bastard. What do you say?"

Barely believing his ears, Murray MacLehose grabbed the collar of lead trader Zhang Songren.

"We've bought a billion dollars before that. ”

"You shit. ”

“sir。 We can't be blamed for this, the market is under too much selling pressure......"

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At the same time, the West Kowloon Police Force.

Peng San grinned and sat in an interrogation room, grinning and smiling, not at all like deliberately hurting a prisoner who was arrested in the police headquarters, but like a distinguished guest who was invited to tea.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a pair of large silver bracelets on his hands and a pair of iron chains on his feet.

Opposite Peng San, there were three royal policemen, and in the middle was Chen Jiaying, who was attacked by Peng San not long ago, with a white bandage wrapped around his head, and his eyes seemed to be full of anger and hatred as if they were spewing flames.

But in this regard, Peng San looked at Chen Jiaying as if he was nothing, and he did not have any fear and anxiety as a prisoner.

"Peng San. I think you can be arrogant for a long time, beating up the royal police, smuggling, drug trafficking, and punishing several crimes, if you don't cooperate with us well, believe it or not, you will be put in prison this time. ”

"Ahh The police scared people, they were going to scare me to death. Ahh

Very suddenly.

Peng San danced on the chair, screaming and making trouble. With a frightened and head-shaking face, he looked like a frightened psychopath.

It's just that this guy's eyes are clear, and they are all ridiculous, and no one can see that he is pretending.

Bang –

Chen Jiaying slapped the table hatefully.

"Peng San. Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid here, I tell you, it's useless. You assaulted the senior superintendent of the Royal Police, and there are witnesses and physical evidence, and I advise you to get acquainted with each other. ”

Probably feeling that pretending to be crazy affected his teacher's image a little, Peng San stopped pretending to be crazy and slowly straightened up the crumpled suit on his body.

"Chen sir. Doesn't your head hurt? Open your mouth, shut up the royal police, say that you are a slave among minions, and you still don't admit it. It's a pity that the pot of tea is not very soupy......"

"Peng San. Don't be rampant. This is the Kowloon Police Headquarters, you'd better be honest with me. ”

"Haha....."

Looking at the way the police officer on the other side was blown up by himself, Peng San couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"Why, you want to hit me. There is a kind of come, if you dare to hit me today, you are not a slave among slaves. ”

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

As the director of the Senior Superintendent's Operations Division, Chen Jiaying is not highly respected wherever he usually goes, but today he was beaten by Peng San like a dog, and now he is humiliated again, and whoever can stand it.

Peng San's arrogant and domineering provocation completely angered Chen Jiaying, he scolded fiercely, stood up, and rushed directly to Peng San and grabbed Peng San's collar.

"You're fucking looking for death. ”

"Come on, hit me, if you don't beat me today, I'm my long-lost son. ”

Facing Chen Jiaying's fist, Peng San scolded cheaply, and even put his face directly into his fist.

Who can stand such arrogance.

Chen Jiaying's eyes widened, and after his fist, he was about to swing his fist at Peng San.

Bang –

The closed door was slammed open from the outside, and a blonde Englishman appeared at the door of the interrogation room.

lan Jordan, a Chinese celebrity Zhuang Lixian, is the supreme officer of the West Kowloon Police Station and the boss of Chan Ka Ying.

"Chen. You go out first. ”

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Chen Jiaying was like a deflated ball that suddenly lost his spirit, and could only stare at Peng San fiercely, wanting to kill him with his eyes.

"Peng San. You don't think you can do whatever you want if you have money. ”

Faced with the sudden arrival of his boss, Chen Jiaying said in a low voice.

"Help, Officer Chen said he was going to kill me. ”

You sycophant!

When did Lao Tzu say it.

"Chen. Do you want me to say it again? ”

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The official level crushed people to death.

Although he wanted to beat Peng San violently, but in the face of Zhuang Lixian's pressure, Chen Jiaying could only let go of Peng San and leave with him angrily.

Looking at Chen Jiaying, who walked to the door, Peng Sanxi, who was sitting in place, shouted sadly.

"Hey. Chen sir. Your braids are falling to the ground. ”

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"Slaves are good, slaves are good: regardless of domestic affairs and diplomacy, everyone sleeps in the dark. ”

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The pound was exchanged against the mark, 2.7648, a decrease of 9.7%.

The pound was 1.9125 against the dollar, down 8.6 percent

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London, Bank of England.

Robin Leigh Pemberton looked at the market quotes of the pound on the Reuters screen, his brow furrowed deeply, and he only felt a headache.

"President. Hong Kong called, the Asian market selling pressure is too heavy, I hope we can share a little pressure. ”

"How much money do we have. ”

"Less than two billion. I think we need to raise interest rates again to reduce the pressure in the market. ”

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"Emma. Go arrange it. ”

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The Bank of England announced that the benchmark interest rate will be raised from 12% to 15%.