The Daily Telegraph reported on the depreciation of the pound on September 18 with a huge front-page slogan in bold font.

On the cover is a photo of an oriental face, wearing an expensive suit, a luxury watch on his wrist is clearly visible, with the most elegant smile on his face, holding a wine glass, looking personable, and a charming smile can intoxicate thousands of young girls.

However, the introduction of the report is more eye-catching than the cover photo: the international investor has made about four billion dollars from the huge depreciation of the pound, and he has made at least fifty pounds from every taxpayer in Britain.

"Shen. You lunatic, don't you know that this could put you on the cusp? ”

"Qi Na is right, you are a madman. ”

“......”

In a villa on the banks of the Thames, Shen Jiannan was holding a newspaper and was dumbfounded by Qina Kanovski and Yulia Sidorov.

As you can imagine, such a provocative headline, as the newspaper is peddling in the City of London, is probably more exciting and exciting than the Three Girls of The Sun, and of course, many people will have a less friendly attitude towards him.

Dog Day's Title Party –

Shen Jiannan scolded the "Daily Telegraph" for its lack of discipline in his heart, and his face became a little unhappy.

It's not that he is dissatisfied with the title of the "Daily Telegraph", the man is the sky, the woman is the earth, and the two little girls yelled at him like this, so he didn't want to lose face.

"You're teaching me how to do things?"

Qina Kanovski and Yulia Sidorov looked at each other, and each saw the weakness of the other's heart.

This guy seems to be angry.

What to do?

In an instant, the two reached a discussion.

Smack-

Qina Kanovsky and Yulia Sidorov respectively held Shen Jiannan's face and kissed him fiercely, so excited that they looked like they were trembling, and they didn't have the intention of worrying about it anymore.

"I love you madman, God, the whole world knows that you raped the British. Raped 66 million people in Britain. ”

"It's so cool! Rape the damn British. My dear, you are definitely the greatest madman in the world. ”

“......”

That's pretty much it.

Shen Jiannan showed a satisfied look on his face, and his smile gradually became perverted.

Rape the British, it sounds, it's really cool.

"Still. I felt that I needed to call my father and ask him to send more people. Otherwise, I'm afraid that if you go out into the street, someone will throw rotten eggs. ”

Probably realizing that her tone was too stiff, Kanovski added.

"What do you think, dear?"

"Baby. There's no need to be so nervous, what do you think would be like if the British treated us like heroes?"

Hero?

How could a demon who robbed the Bank of England, a bastard who snatched fifty pounds out of the pockets of all the British, be considered a hero by the British.

Yulia Sidorov and Qina Kanovsky couldn't help but look at each other, and wondered if Shen Jiannan's head was burned out.

Shen Jiannan shrugged his shoulders helplessly, he found that Russians can rule out very good sci-fi films, and the effect is enough to be comparable to American blockbusters, but it is not for nothing that it has always been a bad movie.

Who says that bad guys can't be heroes?

Who says that a bad guy is a bad guy?

History is written by victors, and history since the germination and growth of capitalism has always been written by capital.

Bang bang –

There was a sudden knock on the closed door, and with Shen Jiannan's greeting, Tang Dunhou pushed the door open with sweat.

The noise came from outside, and it sounded like a lot of people were making noise, but it was too far away to hear what was being noisy.

Nima!

Someone won't want to demolish Lao Tzu's house so soon.

Being a thief, Shen Jiannan couldn't help but think of the consequences of the lack of virtue that he had done in his previous life, and the old Englishman was really standing at the door of the villa with rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs, waiting for him to go out and throw him away.

"Boss. There are a lot of reporters out there clamoring to interview you!"

"Journalists?"

"Hmm. This is the press card they just handed me. ”

Saying this, Tang Dunhou handed Shen Jiannan a press card.

What a journalist.

McCarthy Media, Three Point News, Hour News, Laura Newspapers...... It's all small tabloids that don't go into the stream.

Shen Jiannan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, a group of unpopular reporters still want to interview Lao Tzu, let's do your big dream of spring and autumn.

"Keep them all waiting, I'm not available right now. ”

“.......”

Tang Dunhou took the order and left, and Shen Jiannan habitually raised his eyebrows.

It seems that the Daily Telegraph's unproven report has garnered enough attention, and now it's time to turn things around.

"Father. I want a chocolate. ”

In front of a convenience store in London's East End, a little girl with a schoolbag on her back looked at the coincidence on the shelves, and pouted at her father.

Daughters are always the softest place in a man's heart.

Looking at the tears that were about to be squeezed out of her daughter's big eyes, Anatoly Caris wanted to keep a straight face, but she couldn't control her wallet at all.

"How much is this. ”

"Ten pennies. ”

Anatoly Carris took fifty pennies out of his pocket and handed them out, but while looking for money, he stumbled upon the newspaper sold at the cash register.

"The international investor, who has made about four billion dollars from the great depreciation of the pound, is at least fifty pounds from every taxpayer in Britain. ”

Shocked by the headline, Kyris, the Times economics editor, knew all too well how impactful the news would be.

The whole world knows that the pound has depreciated, the Bank of England has lost, and the UK has withdrawn from the European Exchange Rate Mechanism.

But no one knows who caused the Bank of England to lose so completely.

If......

Just thinking that he could interview the man in the photo, Kyris felt the blood gushing up, and he bought a newspaper and hurried to send the child to school, and went home to read it carefully.

An hour later.

Caris looked at the newspaper on the table and frowned, as a media practitioner, he knew very well that some necessary gimmicks when publishing articles are important, which will probably affect the sales of the newspaper.

But the newspaper "Daily Telegraph" seems to be a bit too fake, and there is not a single word of the person concerned at all, it is all the editor's own speculation and imagination.

Bell Bell Bell –

The phone on the desk rang suddenly, and Kelis subconsciously picked up the phone.

"Hey, hello. I'm Kelis, editor in chief of Times Economics. ”

"Hello. Mr. Kelis, I'm Shen Jiannan. ”

Shen Jiannan?

Why is this name so familiar, because there is too much noise on the phone, he didn't react for a while.

Then Kelis realized something.

"Shen? ...... I'm sorry. It's very noisy over there, I didn't hear you clearly, is something going on? Can I keep you busy?"

"I'm in London. “

Shen Jiannan said, his voice a little excited.

"I don't know if you've watched The Daily Telegraph. ”

Kelis was a little confused, not knowing what Shen Jiannan meant by mentioning the Daily Telegraph, but out of professionalism, he still answered the question sincerely.

"Looked. “

"Because of this, my house was surrounded by journalists, and they blocked my door. But now, I want to go out and play tennis, and I don't know what to do? Can you give me a suggestion?"

Will pie fall from the sky?

No.

But for Kelis, now it's like pie in the sky, it's still wrapped in gold.

He was a little dizzy when he smashed it.

It is conceivable that if he can get an exclusive interview with Shen Jiannan, it will be a big news that will spread throughout the UK, Europe, and even the world.

Being a journalist or editor, who doesn't want to make a big story?

"Is that report true?"

Before making a suggestion, Kyris had to know the truth of the matter, he asked excitedly.

"Obviously, it's true. I don't know how the news got out, though. “

"I advise you not to talk to those journalists. Like the Daily Telegraph reporters, they always add fuel to the fire and make things worse. ”

"That's exactly why I found you, what good can you do. ”

"If you want to report on what you did and what you didn't do, why not write an article, or I'll talk to you? Believe me, I'm more literate than those journalists. ”

"Okay! I'll think about it. “