C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

Francisco Gattuso nervously looks at his watch on the first floor of Citibank in Chicago.

At 8:16, there are still 14 minutes until the meeting with Ms. Su Enxi.

Francisco is not an employee here, but a manager at Bank of Rome, who has a small office on the third floor.

He worked in Santo Spirito earlier and joined the Bank of Rome after the merger of the banks. But there is no difference, he has always been a screw in Gattuso's business empire.

Francisco, directly under the elder Lambda λ, has worked diligently to add value to some of the family's properties for more than a decade. The Gattuso family is too large, and each elder represents one of the branches, and their industries are spread all over the world.

Late last night, Francisco received an order to dispose of some of the family assets he was operating as soon as possible. Real estate, equity, securities, intellectual property, etc. And this order is not from the patriarch λ, nor from Frost, but from the descendants of the λ lineage.

Overnight, the entire Gattuso family went from prosperity to turmoil. Not only him, but also 90% of the kin who worked in banks and exchanges that Francisco knew received similar orders.

Everyone knew that something was wrong with the Senate, but they didn't know how serious the problem was.

The suddenly overactive market made many outsiders feel that the economic bubble was about to burst, and that the Great Depression was coming again, and they also followed them and sold off the industry sharply. Today is bound to be a chaotic day.

At 8:20, a woman on three-inch heels walked into the bank and waved to Francisco with awe, while a waiter beside her was carrying two metal boxes.

Su Enxi. The name was a legend many years ago, an investor with an annual return of 220% for 3 consecutive years. That's not really an investment, it's almost like printing money directly.

Because the facts were too outrageous, or for some other reasons, Su Enxi later became an industry legend.

Su Enxi, with a big light red wave, handed Francisco his business card, and the three stepped into the elevator and headed to the manager's office.

"Ms. Su Enxi, you are much younger than I thought."

Francisco said sincerely in Chinese.

"Really? I don't actually spend much time on maintenance."

Nonsense, my mother is only 24. Olivia grumbled secretly.

In order to look Asian, she spends a lot of time wearing makeup, her face is taut, and she wears sunglasses.

They came to the academy from Tokyo and found that Caesar was not a big deal, but his freedom was a bit limited. Luo Yin immediately decided, let's get the money first.

"Theoretically, if the average human lifespan is increased by ten years, the distribution structure of social wealth will be turned upside down.

The natural life expectancy of high-level hybrids is more than 180 years, and the Gattuso family senator can live more than 300 years using the dormant warehouse. You can imagine how distorted the distribution of wealth within their families is. "

Luo Yin said this to Olivia.

The ghost lying in the dormant warehouse controls 90% of the family's wealth, 100 years ago, and 100 years later.

It is also because of this that the mixed-race family can develop too large. They are different from pure human clans. Hundreds of years have passed, and the small group of people still controls the power.

They are brothers, comrades, and co-founders. As long as they don't collapse, Gattuso remains an unbreakable union of blood and interests.

And when these old people die collectively, the empire will fall apart. The descendants of the elders will eagerly devour the inheritance of the family and eat the flesh and blood of giant beasts.

The family will fall apart, forming a dozen or more branches, and they will devour the flesh and blood of the big monsters and become many small monsters.

When Pompeii or Caesar gets out of the storm, they will undoubtedly reorganize the family and centralize power with an iron fist. Before that, it was the gluttonous feast right now.

As for Luo Yin, he has no such concerns. First, he's only 21. Second, the Samaritans have only two asset managers, Olivia, and Samaria.

Samaria faked dozens of manager identities, with all kinds of information on identity, social security, education, etc., and even likes and forwards it to you on Twitter.

Anyway, online transactions are popular now, as long as the information is forged well enough, no one knows whether the person on the other side is a ghost.

Among the transaction objects of the Gattuso family screened out by Samaria, Francisco ranks quite high, and the elder λ is simply rich.

But when Olivia began to evaluate her assets in preparation for an interview with Francisco, she found that someone had already stepped in. Francisco's assistant revealed that an investor named Su Enxi had made an appointment for the earliest 8:30 of the next day.

Although Olivia is suspected of catching fish, the speed of this Su Enxi's action is even faster than Olivia, who has a heavenly performance. After continuing to dig Su Enxi, I only know that she has an investment in Tokyo, the Gaotianyuan Cowherd Store, which can be said to be very suspicious.

If that's the case, let's cut it off.

In the office on the third floor, Olivia and Francisco sat opposite each other.

The chief executive took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of navy blue pupils, which made the manager stunned.

"Introduce myself again, Olivia Schmidt, a new asset manager."

"Albert, Miss Olivia's assistant."

Luo Yin slammed the heavy box on the table with a bang.

"Sorry, Su Enxi is our old customer, I won't..."

"Trust me, I will be your old customer for the next hundred years."

Olivia folded her hands and leaned forward, her overwhelming golden eyes staring at Francisco.

Luo Yin nodded silently. This kind of occasion is suitable for Olivia. If it is replaced by Susie, it will not be intimidating, but intimidating.

He opened the two boxes very cooperatively. On the left is a check for $200,000,000 in cash, on the right, several gold bars and diamonds.

They are really here to talk business.

Now that the family is in such a mess, who is not selling to?

"The first item, South Carolina Coast Resort, includes a four-story hotel and a bar..."

"42 million."

"Su Enxi's offer is 48 million."

Francisco pointed out immediately. In fact, the normal valuation of this resort is more than 70 million, which has shrunk by more than 30% during the special period.

"It's different now."

Luo Yin turned on the phone screen and faced Francisco.

The manager went into cardiac arrest when he saw the monastery razed to the basin. This is much more exciting than the elders he guessed were assassinated or suffered from Alzheimer's.

"The descendant faction of the elder Lambda is going to clear the property in the United States and transfer it to Eastern Europe to become a local rich man, and then break away from the control of the family. How much do you think this resort is worth after this kind of news spreads?"

"Deal. The second item, a 100% stake in a subsidiary of Fox News Group, with a market valuation of 57 million."

"18 million."

Olivia became more merciless. For the family branch who wants to cash in and run away, the mouthpiece of News Corporation is the most worthless.

At this moment, Zhen Su Enxi finally stepped into the bank gate, stepping on three-inch high-heeled shoes and burning **** waves.

"Where's Francisco?"

"The manager is in the office on the third floor. Miss, do you have an appointment?"

the assistant asked politely.

"Su Enxi."

"But what the manager is seeing is Su Enxi."

Potato Chip Girl's expression froze, and there was actually a sloppy who dared to make fun of her and use her name to swindle.

Her first thought was to go upstairs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stab the **** impersonating her with a pen. But Su Enxi immediately realized that the long legs didn't follow, and she was just a servant girl, not a martial artist.

She called Francisco.

The manager was slightly startled by Olivia's offer and swallowed his Adam's apple. The phone rang, it was Su Enxi.

An iron hand clamped Francisco's wrist, Luo Yin took his mobile phone with a smile and connected the call.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is on the phone, please don't dial again later. Ding dong ding dong ding dong, oh no, beep-"

Luo Yin hangs up the phone, while Su Enxi is out of anger.

"It's an acquaintance. Let's change."

She receives a message from her boss.

acquaintance? A face flashed across the potato chip girl's brain, it was him! The Nanny Group's lifelong enemy, the fish face!