"John. Your boss is too generous, isn't he? ”

"A 60,000-pound watch, God, I can't even dream of it. ”

"And Bentley. It's unbelievable that Bentley was actually rewarded. ”

"I don't know which honorable gentleman your boss is, but you are so lucky to be able to do things with such a generous boss. My boss was slamming the door to death, and if he was a minute late, he would deduct fifty pence. I was deducted a full £30 last month for being late. ”

“......”

The extras, dutifully poured wine on old Robert, and envied him at the peak of his life.

These were all arranged by Norman Lamont, but at this moment, he still felt mixed and uncomfortable in his heart.

The flattery and enthusiasm on the faces of those old classmates were as disgusting as the Scottish Shepherd he met when he came home, and even Mason Rowan, who had been his longest-time helper, looked envious and jealous.

It's just a shit luck guy, do you use it to lick like this?

But Lamont still had to cheer up, he had been preparing for so long, and he was waiting for this moment.

"You don't even know my boss, but he's the smartest, most visionary, most famous man in the world. Shen Jiannan, do you know? It's the gentleman who raped Finland and Italy. ”

"Oh, buy ga. It's him, John, I really envy you for being able to do things with such a big man. ”

"Do you still need people in your company?"

"I've been out of work lately, for God's sake, John, can you introduce me to a job group?"

“......”

“......”

The group's long play made Norman Lamont feel like he was being pressed into a pot of and rubbed constantly, and he had to interrupt the conversation between the two of them.

"Ahem, guys, I'd like to talk to John alone, okay?"

“......”

“......”

A kind of people look at each other, and seriously, it's a rare opportunity.

Although Lamont promised to reimburse each of them for fares, food, and lost work, if he could get the favor of the old turnip, a well-paid job was in front of him.

But Lamont was the Chancellor of the Exchequer after all, and because of the fear he had left behind when he was a student, everyone present left the meeting hall unwillingly under the posture of Mason Rowan invitation. Some people have already made up their minds that when the right opportunity arises, they must ask for a job at the old turnip.

The hustle and bustle of the ballroom gradually fell silent, leaving only Old Carrot and Norman Lamont sitting opposite each other.

Drunk?

No one is a fool, how can you get drunk on such an occasion.

It is true that for the old radish head, the packaged wine is still far from strong compared to some aged loose brews in China. In the fifteenth year of Shencheng, this guy has relied on those wines and liquors that will be suffocated at the beginning of the first sip, and has survived year after year, relieving the pain and loneliness in his heart.

"John. I think you understand why we're meeting this time, don't you?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"John. I'm really sorry for what happened. ”

In an instant, the old radish head almost burst into tears.

In countless drunken dreams, he thought that if he could be as omnipotent as Superman in the movie, he would return to England to blow up Lamont's eggs first, and make him pay for the humiliation he once had. Find your ex-wife again and let her cry bitterly about it.

But back then, it was all just a matter of thinking.

The more rational he was, the more desperate he felt, the ancient Lamont family had rich resources, wealth, and power, how could he, an unlucky bastard who was exiled to Huaxia, do this.

But today, everything has become a reality.

The bastard who had thrown the black cauldron at him and sat on his shoulder to peek at the woman taking a shower finally bowed his head to him.

Can't help it, the old radish head laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, Lamont, you bastard probably never thought you would be today, right?"

"Haha-"

“......”

“......”

Looking at the triumphant old turnip head, Lamont clenched his fists fiercely, wanting to smash the wine bottle on his head.

But reason, after all, made him restrained.

He had to admit that today's old turnip head is no longer the Robert John he once was, even if he is the country's Chancellor of the Exchequer.

Right?

As Chancellor of the Exchequer, Lamont knows nothing more about capitalism, a country where meritocracy means that capital is power, and government is for capital. Whether it is Major, him or other ministers, if the capital needs it, they are just stars who can be replaced at any time.

What's more, it is unknown how many days he, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, can still be in office, and if he doesn't handle the current matter well, perhaps, he will be fired next month because of this.

At the thought of this, Norman Lamonton lost all his energy like a deflated ball.

The old radish head didn't continue to be aggressive, it's not that this guy is generous, some things have to have a degree after all, and after that, it's not fun.

Restraining the wild smile on his face, the old turnip head picked up the red wine on the table and poured Norman Lamont a glass.

"Norman. I accept your apology. ”

Lamont smiled wryly and picked up the red wine on the table, but he was finally relieved.

"Thank you!"

The two drank it all, and as the glass fell, Lamont continued the purpose of the trip.

"John. I need to talk to your boss, can you introduce me to it?"

"Because of the pound sterling? IMHO, it's impossible. ”

“......”

"Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't want to introduce you, and I don't blame you for those things that happened in the past, when we were both young. I mean, even if I did, my boss wouldn't be going to talk to you about it. ”

"Why? Didn't you think about how it would end if you continued?"

"The end?Norman, trust me. You have no idea how crazy that guy is, he's a real capitalist. ”

The old radish head poured a sip of red wine like water, and said.

Marx once said: If a capitalist has 50 percent of his profits, he will take risks; if he has 100 percent of his profits, he will dare to trample on all the laws of the world; and if he has 300 percent of his profits, he will dare to risk going to the gallows.

As Chancellor of the Exchequer, Norman Lamont's wisdom is undoubtedly qualified.

He understood the meaning of the old turnip head, so his face became completely ugly.

While the UK's exit from the European Exchange Rate Mechanism has free-floated the pound, the Bank of England has also depleted all its foreign exchange reserves, and while some buyers will emerge in the market, it is unlikely to have much impact on the bears in the market.

Moreover, the UK now has to consider whether to implement a looser monetary policy to stimulate the economy, which will only put more selling pressure on the pound.

Unless it is possible to buy the pound together, as in the case of the Plaza Accord, to completely break the bears in the market.

But again, this is completely impossible.

Judging from MI5 intelligence, Wall Street holds two-fifths of the total share of the pound, and those guys basically represent the will of the United States.

Americans still want the pound to depreciate, and it is impossible for them to buy it. The Germans were already to blame for the collapse of the pound, and countries such as France and Switzerland need to worry about whether buying the pound will cause the franc to be attacked.

This means that selling pounds is equivalent to picking up money for nothing, and giving up selling pounds is equivalent to throwing away the money you have received.

A qualified capitalist would never do such a thing.

As for the rules, forget it.

Judging from the MI6 intelligence, there is a bunch of crazy bears behind the mix, and if something goes wrong, it will be a responsibility that no one can bear.

Damn it!

Is there no other way?

Looking at Norman Lamont's sad face, there was a faint hint of playfulness in the old carrot's eyes.

"I have a personal suggestion, but I hope you don't tell anyone else. ”

“......”

Norman Lamont looked up suddenly, shocked by the tone of the old carrot head and the meaning of the words.

"You can ask an expert who is well versed in economics and finance to convince him. For example, analyze the pros and cons of this matter to reach a balance point. If he can do that, I think he'll talk to you about it. ”

"Why?"

Norman Lamont asked, staring into the old carrot's eyes.

The old turnip head laughed to himself, and finally shrugged his shoulders.

"I was born and raised in London. Here, I had the best childhood, although, there were bastards like you who used to bully me. ”

"Okay. I'll admit, I still love this damn country. ”

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