Ransacking the Bank of England?

Hearing this, Waleed's eyes couldn't help narrowing, and a gleam flashed in his eyes:

"What do you mean by that?"

"Literally."

Lu Qing replied calmly, "Looting, England, banks."

Hiss –

Waleed's face showed obvious interest, and he put his arm around Lu Qing's shoulder and smiled, "Chen, I think, you have already caught my attention."

As he spoke, he turned to his assistant and said, "Mansour, help me say sorry to Salman, and say that I have something to do and can't attend today's event......

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Lu Qing: "It's okay, Prince Walid, it just so happens that I'm also interested in shooting, if you can, we can talk while walking, and then shoot together to celebrate......

"Oh? Looks like you're confident in convincing me."

Feeling the confidence in Lu Qing's words, Waleed couldn't help but glance at Lu Qing more.

"Of course."

Lu Qing smiled slightly: "After all, there may only be one time in a lifetime to overturn the Bank of England, and Prince Waleed has no reason to miss it, right?"

"Hahaha, that's right, you're right!"

Prince Waleed laughed and patted Lu Qing on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, follow behind my car, let's go over together!"

On the way to the shooting range.

"Young Master Daojun, I'm glad you helped just now, otherwise I would have really delayed your big event."

Li Hengcai said with a blushing face.

Thinking that he was frozen there just now and didn't know what to say, Li Heng was ashamed.

You must know that he is not a newcomer to the workplace, and the last time he was so helpless was more than ten years ago.

"It's okay, Director Li, you don't have to worry about it."

Lu Qing blinked and smiled, "-I won't tell you about it."

"Ahem!"

Li Hengcai was almost dodged by Lu Qing's sudden turn, and couldn't help but laugh helplessly, and also joked: "Actually, you really can't blame me for this matter, after all, this is about 15 billion US dollars, and the most critical thing is related to the Bank of England...... I think anyone but you, Young Master Daojun, will be nervous, right?"

"Director Li, please be sure to talk more if you can speak."

Lu Qing smiled, "I like your way of speaking, please continue."

"Yikes!"

was teased by Lu Qing three times and twice, and Rao is Li Hengcai also screamed in shame.

"Hahaha!"

Lu Qing couldn't help laughing.

The other side.

In Prince Waleed's luxury elongated custom Mercedes-Benz, he was also talking to Mansour about what Lu Qing said.

"The ransacking of the Bank of England, Mansour, do you think it's real?"

Waleed asked with curiosity and anticipation.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, looking at that Chen Daojun's expression, it seems that I don't want to tell a lie, but forgive my shallow ignorance, I really don't know how to ransack the Bank of England - hire a group of special forces armed with RPGs?"

Mansur had a puzzled look on his face, his dark eyebrows furrowed together.

Waleed couldn't guess Lu Qing's thoughts, so he gave up directly after thinking about it for a while, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, anyway, he will have to talk to him later, so I don't bother to think about it."

With that, his face was already full of eagerness.

Ten minutes later, the group came to the front of a fully enclosed shooting range.

"Hey, Waleed, you're late!"

As soon as Lu Qing and the others got out of the car, a teasing voice came from a silver McLaren F1 supercar next to them.

Turning his head to look, he saw a man in a traditional *** white robe coming down from McLaren.

"I'm sorry, Salman, I've got some friends here, and I'm late."

As he spoke, Waleed beckoned to Lu Qing

, introduced: "This is Chen Daojun, from South Korea in the East...... This is Salman, my uncle's brother."

Hearing this, Lu Qing immediately understood the identity of the other party: "I've seen Prince Salman."

"Well, hello."

Salman smiled at Lu Qing a little perfunctorily, and then urged Waleed, "Let's go, Walid, let's go in quickly, Nayisu and they will be in a hurry."

Seeing that Salman obviously despised Lu Qing, Waleed showed an apologetic look to Lu Qing.

Lu Qing smiled slightly, signaling that it was okay.

Subsequently, the group came to the shooting gallery.

There were already many men in white robes waiting inside, and looking at the momentum, it was obvious that they were all children of the royal family.

In order to avoid the situation of despising Lu Qing like Salman just now, Waleed did not introduce Lu Qing to them this time.

Lu Qing didn't care about this, and sat quietly on the sidelines, thinking about how to convince Waleed to invest in him later.

It's not enough to just "loot the Bank of England" rhetoric.

Just as he was thinking to himself, he saw that Waleed's side had also started a shooting competition, and it was still the kind with bets.

After watching it for a while, Lu Qing found that their gambling method was very simple, that is, each person shot ten shots to see who hit the highest number of points.

The rest of the people with the lowest points will give money to the person with the highest points according to the point difference, and each point is equal to $10,000.

Well......

Rao is Lu Qing, and he was speechless for a while when he saw this domineering bet.

Because he saw Waleed, the worst shooter, lose to the highest score of $300,000, $520,000 and $490,000 respectively.

In just ten minutes, $1.31 million was gone.

"No wonder people say don't say you're rich in the Middle East......

Li Hengcai was obviously also shocked by the bets of Prince Walid and others, and once again let out a sigh full of envy in Lu Qing's ears.

"Director Li, at best, Prince Waleed is so rich, our success rate of convincing him is obviously higher."

Lu Qing replied softly.

While the two were talking, another round of competition was over.

This time, Prince Waleed was finally not the last one — he was the second-to-last man with a missed shot — and more than $300,000 disappeared.

After this competition, everyone did not continue the game, but returned to their seats to rest for a while.

As the penultimate Prince Waleed, his face was obviously a little bad.

When he returned to his seat, he still had a look of indignation on his face.

He's not afraid of losing money, it's only a few million dollars, he doesn't care.

But he didn't want to lose face.

When he returned to his seat and saw Lu Qing, he slapped his forehead and remembered that he had brought someone with him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Chen, I'm like this, I forgot everything when I played, I didn't entertain well, I didn't entertain well."

Prince Waleed said apologetically to Lu Qing.

"It's okay, it's good to watch you play."

Lu Qing naturally wouldn't take this kind of thing to heart.

"In that case, let's go to the lounge over there."

Waleed pointed to a nearby reception room and said, "Now that I have time, can you tell me more about the 'looting of the Bank of England' that you told me just now?"

"Of course."

Lu Qing was led by Waleed to the reception room.

After taking his seat, Waleed crossed his fingers and leaned forward, his face full of antiquation.

Lu Qing's heart moved, and he felt that there was a high probability that this matter could be done.

So, he didn't hide it and said directly:

"I'm going to short the pound!"

"What... What!?"

Hearing this, Waleed's eyes widened suddenly, and his body subconsciously leaned back: "Short - Pound sterling?"

When he said the word sterling, he raised his tone, as if he were not speaking English

pounds, but something unspeakable.

"Yes, short the pound."

Lu Qing nodded calmly.

"But how is that possible?"

Waleed put his hand on his forehead, his face full of incredulity: "That's ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Lu Qing: "That's the pound, I know, but, isn't it because it's the pound, so defeat it, defeat this empire on which the sun never sets...... Isn't that more interesting?"

Hiss –

Looking at Lu Qingjiong's bright eyes, Waleed opened his mouth, a little speechless.

He had always felt that he had been bold in the shoot-and-gamble game he played with the rest of the princes—at the most he had lost $20 million in five hours.

But

Looking at Lu Qing, who was calm at the moment, Waleed suddenly felt that the game he was playing was simply weak!

That's right!

If you want to fight, let's fight the elite!

If you want to short, you can directly short the official currency of the empire on which the sun never sets - the pound sterling!

A flame began to rise in Waleed's eyes.

He was a Middle Easterner, a Middle Eastern who had been colonized for hundreds of years.

Although they have gotten rid of colonial rule, the pages and pictures in the history books have always reminded him that he must not forget the great lack of virtue.

maybe

It's time to start getting revenge......

Just as his face turned red and he was about to say yes, Mansur on the side suddenly coughed lightly: "Your Royal Highness, I think we need to think about this matter carefully."

"Also think about a fart, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity......

Waleed subconsciously retorted.

But in the middle of his words, he saw Mansur rub his fingers and make a gesture to count the money.

Waleed then remembered that he hadn't asked Lu Qing how much money he needed, so he coughed lightly and asked, "Chen, I'm very interested in what you said about shorting the pound, I don't know - how much money do you need from me?"

"Not much, that's enough."

Lu Qing stretched out three fingers.

"Three million dollars, no problem, no problem, I'll pay you now......

As Walid was talking, he saw Lu Qing smiling and shaking his head.

"Is it $300 million?"

Waleed thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, I'll give you a check......

Halfway through speaking, he saw Lu Qing shake his head again.

"Not 300 million?"

Waleed's eyes widened and he said in disbelief, "No, no, no, Chen, don't be kidding, are you talking about $3 billion?"

"Yes, 3 billion, dollars."

Lu Qing smiled and nodded, revealing an expression that you guessed correctly.

Now, it was Waleed's turn to be speechless.

3 billion US dollars, you should be the traditional Chinese burning paper money, 10 billion a piece.

Yes, it is true that he is a royal family in the Middle East, but the money of the royal family is the money of the royal family, not his money!

"Chen, don't joke with me, $3 billion is a bit too much."

Waleed's face was a little unpleasant.

He felt that Lu Qing might be deliberately deceiving himself.

"No, Prince Waleed, I'm serious."

Lu Qing said solemnly: "Besides, you don't really think that the money needed to short the pound is a small amount, right? Behind the Bank of England is the British Government, one of the five permanent members of the United Nations!"

"Yes...... But that's a little too much."

Waleed naturally knew that what Lu Qing said was true, but $3 billion was really a bit beyond his means.

At this time, Mansour asked, "Chen, you want our Royal Highness the Prince to contribute 3 billion US dollars, so how much money have you prepared over there?"

Waleed's eyes lit up and he looked at Lu Qing.

not

Wrong, you asked me for 3 billion, so how much money did you prepare?

If you have too little money to prepare, and not to mention that the credibility will be reduced, the operability will also be reduced.

Lu Qing naturally knew what Waleed was worried about, but he was also prepared, calmly took out a certificate, and said, "This is the number of pounds I have bought in advance in major institutions around the world, you can take a look."

Waleed took the paper, and when he saw the final total, he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Ten billion dollars!?"