Peers are enemies.

Nanbo Bank opened the counter near the head office of the Bank of Bahrain, and invited him to the opening banquet, which was simply a provocation, as the president of the Bank of Bahrain, it was strange that Redmayne did not feel disgusted.

If Sam Redmayne saw Shen Jiannan's disgust, then Robin Leigh Pemberton, the governor of the Bank of England, saw him, it was bad.

No, to be exact.

It's like having to eat a black poop covered with flies, and besides, someone else pulls it.

As Governor of the Bank of England, Pemberton was well aware of the agreement reached between the Cabinet Government and Shen Jiannan, and at the height of the pound crisis, Major actually bought a large amount of pounds from Shen. It was a ridiculous price that both felt ridiculous, so ridiculous that whenever Pemberton remembered this, he felt that he had been raped when he went out to pick up customers, but in the end, he had to pay a large sum of money to the prostitute.

Although Inge also benefited from the fact that the pound was worth stabilizing and rebounding by six percentage points as Shen Jiannan's short position was understood, the cost was that the Bank of England allowed Nanbo Bank to operate openly in London.

This is undoubtedly a great humiliation and embarrassment for Pemberton.

There is no such operation in the financial books, and the central bank compromises with the market, buys its own currency from the enemy, and ends up selling it all.

As the IMF puts it, this is nothing short selling that is being funded by the government.

Of course, Pemberton is not ignorant of the reasons for such a ridiculous result, and Major did so for only one reason – he wanted to force his political rivals to share the responsibility for the pound's depreciation.

Pemberton naturally did not dare to scold his boss, and he could only transfer his hatred of politicians to others, for example, an Eastern face with a victor's smile.

"Sam. The smile on that guy's face is so annoying, don't you think!"

"I think he's disgusting like a bad guy with sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet, but crawling with flies. ”

"Oh my God. Your analogy is so bad. ”

"Even I feel disgusting. ”

“......”

Shen Jiannan didn't hear the exchange between the two, of course, even if he heard it, this guy wouldn't care.

Shen Jiannan didn't hear the exchange between the two, of course, even if he heard it, this guy wouldn't care. When he learned to speculate, he learned a sentence - the winner, must be tolerant enough for the loser, even if they want to throw rotten eggs at themselves, must keep smiling.

In the center of the venue, the old radish head was like a butterfly, dancing in the crowd to greet the guests who came here, but with the appearance of Shen Jiannan, the false and fake politeness could no longer be carried out.

"Mr. John. He's your boss, God, he's just too young. ”

“......”

You think I don't know what attention you're hitting?

As a senior licking dog, how could the old radish head not know what to pay attention to this gentleman-looking guy in front of him.

"John. Aren't you going to introduce me to your boss?"

Are you qualified?

For the request of 'friend', the old radish head admires his courage very much, and he doesn't look at what kind of characters his boss is in contact with.

God, even if he is the prime minister of the cabinet, he has to maintain enough etiquette when he sees his own boss, and it is a pipe dream that the vice president of a listed company wants to shake hands with his own boss.

"Boss. ”

Shen Jiannan walked over, and the old radish head shouted flatteringly, and his dim eyes were full of teddy-like pleading.

Moral?

If you lose it, then it is impossible to pick it up again.

Shen Jiannan was also very face-saving, and smiled and swept towards the few people who were standing with the old radish head.

"John. Why don't you tell me about your friends?"

"Of course. This is Mr. Mindray Pierger, President of Mona Industrial, Mr. Jin Rui, the owner of Jinrui Finance Company, and this is Mr. ......"

With the introduction of the old radish head, Shen Jiannan smiled and nodded at the person whose name was read, looking very polite, and the person who was watching him couldn't help but straighten his chest and smile the most enthusiastically.

Everyone knows that if you can maintain a relationship with this famous European financial predator, even if it is just a little bit of something peeking out between your fingers, it is enough to make people crazy.

"This is Mr. McCass, Vice President of Kahn Industries......"

Finally, the 'friend' who wanted the old radish head to introduce him was read by name, and with the brightest smile on his face, he stretched out his hand towards Shen Jiannan.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, Shen Jiannan inadvertently caught a glimpse of a very unexpected guest in the banquet hall.

About in his early sixties, full of white hair, he looked particularly conspicuous against the background of his black suit, he was very tall, and he looked very burly, probably feeling Shen Jiannan's gaze, and he looked at him silently.

Aura, something invisible.

But no one can deny that such a thing as aura does exist, just like Bai Ding, when he sees a high-ranking official, he can't help but feel nervous and restless.

Wealth is a person's confidence, now that Shen Jiannan has become a general trend, the aura he has cultivated is no longer something that ordinary people can bear, and at a glance, normal people will instinctively feel nervous or uneasy.

But the person who looked at him was not, his eyes were deep and calm, he looked very calm, and even took the initiative to show a smile.

How could he come?

It's none other than George Soros, who has recently been living in London.

Of course, don't look at Soros smiling at Shen Jiannan, and even nodded, but in his heart, he had already scolded his mother a few times.

Because the signs of the pound's collapse were so sudden, the size of the Quantum Fund's position in the pound has not met his expectations, and he has turned around several times to major London finance companies, borrowing a billion pounds.

But looking at it now, those joyful and gray wolves and bald heads seem to be inseparable from First Capital.

At least, the joyful owner, Robert John, is the guy's agent.

Thinking that he had long been bearish on the European currency and made various efforts to do so, but in the end he was picked up by someone for a big bargain, and then he thought that the money he borrowed took a huge risk and paid a large amount of interest, and did not meet the final return expectations, but Soros had a feeling of being dog.

In the dark, he had a feeling that he couldn't tell anyone, and this guy in front of him had robbed him of everything that should have belonged to him.

Embarrassed.

It's so embarrassing.

Seeing Shen Jiannan's gaze touching an old man not far away, the smile on the face of McCass, the vice president of Kahn Industries, was so embarrassed and embarrassed that he stretched out half of his hand, and he didn't know whether to take it back or continue to let it go.

Angry, not really.

He knew that his identity was not qualified to be angry with a giant like Shen Jiannan at all.

However, it is really embarrassing to stretch it like this.

Will it be seen by others?

Those guys, will they think I'm so humble?

Will they treat me like a licking dog?

For a while, McCasse regretted that he was clever, and wanted to reach out to get more understanding of Shen Jiannan.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't be in the awkward situation he is in now.