Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

In the morning, drinking a cup of boiled water is a long-standing habit of Shen Jiannan.

But seeing Peng San's constipated face, Shen Jiannan almost sprayed the water from his mouth onto his face.

Old Peng. I said you came here this morning without taking a shit?

Peng San's words were interrupted, and he looked at Shen Jiannan in a daze and said, It's done!

Then why does your face look like you have shit in your stomach?

What kind of metaphor is this.

But Peng San wasn't in the mood to worry about it. He kept some things in his heart and didn't talk about them.

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Have you had breakfast? Eat some if you haven't eaten, you can't buy it on the street.

The words that came to his lips were interrupted again, Peng San became a little impatient, because some things were kept in his heart for too long, and it was really suffocating.

no.

Don't you really want to try it? It tastes pretty good.

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This time, Peng San could tell that Shen Jiannan didn't want him to talk at all.

that's the truth.

From the moment he walked out of the bedroom and saw Peng San, Shen Jiannan knew what he wanted to say, but there were some things that didn't need to be said.

Just know each other well.

Taking a bite of the breakfast that Masako Xinchuan made early in the morning, Shen Jiannan pushed an egg in front of Peng San. He didn't smile until he saw the guy peeling off the egg and swallowing it with a depressed face.

In fact, I've already dealt with some things a long time ago. From the day Yunji destroyed the Qingshan Society, it's inevitable to this day.

This sentence made Peng San almost choke to death on the egg.

How did you know?

What shit do you want to shit when you poke your butt, how can I not know?

No wonder the guy asked me if I came without a shit.

When did you know?

Shen Jiannan ignored Peng San's strange thoughts, stood up, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

We haven't encountered any obstacles in recruiting so many veterans from China. This is a problem in itself. Yunji quickly lost Qingshan Club. With Hong Kong's political situation, it is not normal for no one to contact you.

Actually, Shen Jiannan didn't tell the truth.

Maybe it's not right to say that. To be precise, he only told half the truth.

Yunji didn't want to get involved too deeply since he was separated from the First Capital, but it was related to the overall strategic deployment of the First Security, so how could he keep his eyes open.

From Shen Zhi's contact with Peng San to Peng San's agreement, everything is under Shen Jiannan's control.

It's not that he doesn't trust Peng San, but for a guy like Shen Jiannan, human nature is the most unbelievable thing.

Of course, Peng San didn't know about this at all, he didn't even know that Bai Mao, who was entrusted by him with important tasks, had long been Shen Jiannan's people, let alone that he even had KGB anti-detection and wiretapping equipment in his office.

You don't blame me?

Old Peng, have you forgotten what I told you? Yunji is your Yunji, and I won't interfere. I won't blame you for whatever choice you make.

Then what if I cooperate with the British?

I don't care, but believe it or not, your cousin will shoot you dead.

Speaking of Zheng Zheng, Peng San showed a hint of worry on his face, because news came from Africa not long ago that due to the sharp economic downturn, large-scale civil wars broke out in many African countries.

at the same time.

Africa, Zaire river.

The setting sun shines on the African prairie, casting a golden luster here. Standing on the banks of the Zaire River with the breeze blowing, one can feel the love of nature for this land.

This is the chosen place, with the most fertile land in the world, and various mineral reserves account for more than 75% of the world. There is plenty of sunlight and abundant rain here, so you don’t need to work too hard. You only need to sprinkle a little seed, and enough food can be produced for three seasons a year to feed most of Africa.

There are many animals on the grassland. As long as you have a little energy after farming, you can get a lot of delicious meat from local materials.

There are copper mines, cobalt mines and diamond mines everywhere, as long as you mine a little bit, you can export them in exchange for endless wealth.

However, I can't see any richness and prosperity that belong to the chosen place, or even the order and kindness that human civilization should have. There are only deafening bullets and explosions, as well as crazy roars and shouts. Voice.

It has been three full days, fighting under the hail of bullets and heavy artillery fire for three full days, even Zheng Zheng's physical strength and spirit are almost reaching their limits.

But he knew that he could not fall down yet. On this battlefield that could no longer be described by humans, falling down meant death.

Picking up the rifle that had killed an unknown number of people, Xingyun Liushui pointed the muzzle at the creatures that could be seen in the target, and pulled the trigger with conditioned reflex, a wave of blood splashed more than two meters in the scope high.

Zheng Zheng no longer knew how many people he had killed.

His jet-black eyes became a little dead gray, and he could barely see the emotions that humans should have. When they were slightly closed, it made people shudder when they looked at each other.

Because everyone present knew that those eyes represented the gaze of Death.

Finally, the world is quiet.

At some point, the enemy dispersed like a tide, leaving only corpses everywhere to witness the brutal war that took place before.

He took off his boots and dragged his exhausted body to the Zaire River, trying to wash off the blood on his body, but in the end he stopped slowly.

The river that was supposed to be clear has turned dark red at some point, like flowing blood, making people aware of how many lives were lost in this war.

For a moment, looking at the blood-stained river, Zheng Zheng was stunned.

If he hadn't been here for a long time, he couldn't even believe that the land under his feet was once one of the richest countries in Africa.

In 1958, this place was still a Belgian colony. At that time, Zaire produced about 450,000 tons of copper and 180,000 tons of cobalt per year, and its gross national product reached 60 billion U.S. dollars a year.

But since 1988, the economy has shrunk by 40 percent, and the currency has devalued to almost nothing. The gross national product has also dropped from 60 billion US dollars thirty years ago to 11 billion US dollars now.

In just three years, the same land and the same minerals are no longer the same world.

The economic base determines the superstructure. With the collapse of the economy, it quickly affected neighboring countries. The Rwandan Patriotic Front attacked Rwanda, and Zaire President Mobutu immediately sent troops to assist Habyarimana, showing that the big brother is against the little brother. concern.

As a result, it is what it is now, with corpses everywhere.

Zheng Zheng licked his dry lips, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

A thought that couldn't be suppressed emerged from my heart like a devil struggling - are the people here really human?

The geology of Western Guangdong Province is not suitable for planting, and the grain output is extremely low.

Zheng Zheng remembers very clearly that when he was a child, in order to harvest more food in the field, his parents braved the scorching sun with buckets and walked barefoot on a mountain road of more than ten kilometers to irrigate the farmer. The food production is also unable to maintain food and clothing for the family.

But the parents treat the land as if they were their lives. They never complain about anything. They care for the seedlings just like they treat their children.

But the people here, using the colonizers to steal their wealth as an excuse, killed and drove away the colonists, but left the most fertile land alone, immersed in fighting each other every day.

people?

Would you rather starve to death than grow food?

Suddenly, a figure came up behind Zheng Zheng, Zheng Zheng didn't look back, and exhaled a puff of smoke with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

Tianya. You said it would be great if we could farm here.

That's right. If we had come to farm, my uncle and grandpa wouldn't have starved to death that year.

I hate it here.

Squad leader. You're racist.

Fart. I've never been racist.

I know, except for the ape-men.

You said that even if we can buy the copper mine here, can we keep it?

Who knows what the boss thinks.

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What did Shen Jiannan think?

Only the devil will know.

Red Soldier. That's fine. You've reached the deputy director level without saying a word, and I don't even know about it.

It's all teachers who teach well.

Tsk tsk. As expected of someone in the officialdom, look at this flattery is much better than the graduation meeting, you have to learn from Xinyue.

Mr. Shen, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb.

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Central Plaza Building, the Hong Kong headquarters of Capital One.

Shen Jiannan sat in the reception room, happily joking with Sun Hongbing and his group who rushed over from Huaxia Investment Management Company.

This guy made tea for everyone himself, and his tone was very relaxed, and he couldn't stop laughing when he talked about the things in school.

But the atmosphere at the scene was a bit weird, because Shen Jiannan made six cups of tea, but there were seven people sitting in the reception room, with an attitude of treating people like air, how could it make people feel comfortable.

For this, Shen Zhi couldn't laugh or cry.

Everyone else has tea in front of him, but he doesn't have it, which clearly means that he is not welcome.

But he couldn't get angry, who told him to poach Peng San from behind without saying hello to Shen Jiannan.

Xiao Shen. My brother is here to apologize to you. I hope you can understand my difficulties.

Hey. Isn't this Director Shen? When did you come, and you didn't say hello to my brother in advance so that I can entertain you.

This is bad enough.

Not only satirized Shen Zhi for pulling Yun Ji away without saying hello, but also directly scolded people for nothing, if someone with a bad temper would have scolded his mother long ago.

But how dare Shen Zhi scold his mother, the current Shen Jiannan is no longer the old Wuxia Amon, stomping his feet, the global financial market will tremble three times, to put it bluntly, even if he is the first sequence, he will be polite when meeting him Annoyed, it's considered pretty good that someone didn't trip him up from behind.

Brother Shen, your lord does not remember the faults of villains. For the sake of our family, will you forgive me this time?

The crowd had nothing to worry about. Seeing Shen Jiannan and Shen Zhigang getting on, they looked at each other and walked out of the room.

Shen Jiannan acted as if he didn't see anything. He took a sip from his teacup, and when everyone left and closed the door, he put down his teacup and stared at Shen Zhi.

Shen Chu. I don't care about other things. I don't care about Hua Hai's money being taken away by you. I understand the reasons for righteousness. As a Chinese, I also understand.

But don't you think that what you did this time was too unkind, Lao Peng is a tough guy, what is it if you drag him into the water?