Chapter 53: The Waves Rise
Human beings are probably the most incomprehensible creatures. It's like happiness is always built on the pain of others.
And wealth seems to conform to this law.
Throughout the thousands of years of human history, a rich country has always needed to parasitize on the poverty of other countries, and a strong country has always needed to make other countries weak.
It has never changed, and it cannot change.
For the UK, it is a wonderful thing that getting Germany to cut interest rates will not only relieve the depreciation pressure on the pound, but also increase the weight of the pound in the ECU. But for Germany, it's worse than eating a piece of, and what's worse is that it's someone else's.
Frankfurt, Deutsche Bank.
Helmut Schlesinger returned to his office from the meeting and threw his beloved corn cob cigarette pouch pot to the floor.
He just wanted to warn Italy and make it clear to the Italians who were their most reliable and needed allies on the European land, but he never imagined that the lira would collapse. The Bank of Italy has foreign exchange reserves worth billions of marks, and Germany has lent Italy more than 20 billion in foreign exchange reserves, which is a full 30 billion foreign exchange reserves, how can the lira collapse.
"Idiot. A bunch of idiots. What doesn't grow is just the same virtue as it was fifty years ago. ”
Fifty years ago, in order to unify Europe, Italy's pig teammate jumped out to dig a pit, and now, this pig teammate who has killed people has come out to dig a hole without hesitation.
Every time, it's like this.
In a fit of rage, Schlesinger smashed the corn tobacco pouch that had been with him for a long time. He couldn't figure it out, if fifty years ago Italy dug a hole for Germany because it didn't want to go to war, that was a reason.
But what is it this time?
Could it be that the Italians felt that they had too much money and were panicked, so they deliberately did not do their best to order the country to dig a hole for Germany?
There is no reason at all.
Thinking of this, Schlesinger's eyes flickered with a chill.
The Bank of Italy has 30 billion foreign exchange reserves, so much money, even if it is burned as firewood, it is enough to burn for a year. But it can't even withstand three days, and the Bank of Italy also said that the interest rate has been raised twice in a row, which makes no sense at all.
Briton?
French?
Or did they all shoot?
Schlesinger's face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a cold glint of extreme danger.
The relationship between Italy and Germany is obvious to everyone, and if the Italian lira collapses, Germany will have to cut interest rates anyway to ease the pressure on the lira, and if Germany lowers interest rates now, it will undoubtedly be a relief for other countries.
But relative to other countries, the most bearish in the market now is even the pound!
Thinking of this, Schlesinger slammed his fist on the desk.
He also had a gut feeling that this time it was Britain that was behind Germany's black hand, most likely the-stirring stick of Britain.
Fifty years ago, it was this shit-stirring stick that came out and ruined Germany's big thing, and now, most likely, it is this damn shit-stirring stick, these bastards, they always see which country becomes stronger, they will come out and make trouble.
"Damn shit-stirring sticks...... Wait for me!"
Germany's strength in recent times has always unsettled Britain, and although Britain had to join the European Community due to economic development, it has been working tirelessly to achieve greater authority for the future European Central Bank, from the central bank to the cabinet to the finance ministry and the prime minister.
Unfortunately, the UK's ongoing efforts have not changed the pound's position in the ECU.
Relative to the European continent, Britain is only sitting on an island, geographically, Frankfurt is more suitable for the position of the European Central Bank, and economically, the combined Germany is too strong to be matched by the current Britain.
The performance is that whether it was the G7 meeting or the meeting in Bath, in the face of the pressure of the Twelve, Germany has been strong in refusing to cut interest rates.
But now, he, the great Lamont, with wisdom and strategy, with far-sighted strategy and strength to see through everything, single-handedly forced the Bundesbank to choose to make concessions and cut interest rates.
It is entirely conceivable that hundreds of years from now, it will be a great honour for him, the great Chancellor of the Treasury, Lord Lamont, to avoid the crisis and gain more opportunities with the most powerful strategy and unsurpassed wisdom in the face of a currency crisis in the British Empire.
Unfortunately, His Excellency Lord Norman Lamont could not feel the wrath of Schlesinger thousands of miles away.
Otherwise, he will definitely regret that he did too carelessly.
Once the Jews angered the Germans, and the Germans chased them with no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the earth, and now, Britain has come to Germany from behind, forcing Germany to make concessions, with the old-fashioned thinking of the Germans, if they don't give Britain a knife, then it will not be Germany.
Thinking that he would be remembered by posterity, Norman Lamont sang the naval anthem with great interest with the microphone, and when the climax came, he waved his fists and roared as everyone in the room sang together.
“Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
“Britons never will be slaves.“
......“
The concert "The Last Night Away" ended with the roar of Norman Lamont's finale, and as the audience applauded, Lamont threw a flying kiss at the audience as if he had received a triumphant return.
The cool breeze has a letter, and the autumn moon is boundless.
The moonlight shone over the city of Rome, covering this glorious city with a silvery glow, and the castle villas glowed with layers of white light, reminiscent of the legendary legends of vampires and hungry wolves.
Legend has it that when darkness covers the earth and the moonlight rises high in the sky, a gentleman in a tuxedo will turn into a werewolf, tear open the dress wrapped around the female vampire with huge wolf claws, and use their hard black mane to attack the white and tender body of the female vampire.
Legend..... Probably true.
The moonlight shone on the bedroom of the ancient castle, turning Shen Jiannan into the wildest werewolf, roaring like a wolf...... Tearing and biting.
The villa's bedrooms had long since become disheveled, and the mad werewolves were ramming into the gentle traps laid by the vampires, using their powerful bodies of steel to smash their famous gentle traps into chaos.
But it is too rigid and easy to break, and soft can overcome rigidity.
Long.
The madness of the werewolf gradually subsided, and as the peak state disappeared, he could only confine himself and change his body back to his original state little by little. But fortunately, the vampires have long been killed by his powerful killing power, and there is no longer any room for struggle.
Two faint breaths came, and after glancing at Yulia and Qi Na, who were asleep after exhaustion, Shen Jiannan pulled the quilt for them and walked out of the bedroom.
A feeling of dryness came, and he walked over to the refrigerator and took two sips of a can of drink, he raised his wrist and looked at the time.
One o'clock in the evening.
After calculating the time difference, Shen Jiannan walked to the sofa and picked up the phone on the table.
Dudu –
The sound of the phone being answered rang, and soon, a familiar voice came from the phone.
"Hey, hello. This is the Akiyama family. Oh, sorry, this is the An Hui family. ”
Osaka, Suminoe Ward.
Michiko Ahn Hui held the phone, her face burning red like a fire.
It's a shame.
She just recited Akiyama-kun in her heart just because she had done her homework, but she didn't want to blurt it out, if someone came was someone she knew, it would be a shame and a big shame.
"Michiko. Guess who I am?"