Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

"It's very simple. I need to borrow your identity to invest in Eagle Country. In name, all my investments belong to the Boleyn family, and you are the apparent head of the family; in fact, you only own a certain amount of shares, shares The amount may be 1%, it may be 3%, it may be 5%.

The shares will not be cashed out immediately. It will take two years before they will be cashed out gradually. They will be paid in installments and in batches, and the amount of shares I promised will be given within three years.

And before that, I will sponsor you, let you restore the former dignity of the Boleyn family, whether it is the repair of the castle, the increase of servants, the security team, the car, the yacht, you go to the opera house to listen to the opera, go to the theater to watch Dramas, art exhibitions, auctions, etc., all the expenses are borne by me. "

"I'll be your puppet?"

"No, no, no!" Nan Yi stretched out his index finger and shook, "It's not a puppet, I won't restrict your personal freedom, you can do whatever you want, as long as you continue to maintain the dignity of the earl, don't make any deeds. It’s okay to insult this title.”

"Including marriage?"

"Not included, but within seven years, you can't get married. It's better not to marry someone else, so as not to add unnecessary obstacles to our cooperation. If you need a man, I can satisfy you as hard as I can."

"No, I need a child to inherit the title of the Boleyn family." Catherine shook her head.

"Boy or girl?"

"Both men and women are fine."

"Then I can help you." Nan Yi exhaled and said easily.

"Mr. Adam, you are shameless."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Catherine looked at Nanyi's face for a while, then moved her gaze down.

Nanyi stood up shamelessly to make it easier for Catherine to observe. Then, as her eyes looked down at a 37-degree angle, he slowly turned around and showed Catherine his back.

After holding it for half a minute, he turned around and sat down again.

"I'm alright?"

"I don't hate you." Catherine said implicitly.

Nan Yi smiled and said: "Very well, then we have taken the most critical first step."

"The child's surname must be Bolin. I will bring it myself. In the future, you will give the child half of your property in Eagle Country."

"Yes, I promise you. I just have one condition. I want to be able to see the child at any time, and the child must know clearly that I am her father, and I am not some kind of Uncle Adam."

Catherine nodded.

The transaction between Nanyi and Catherine seems to be reckless and child's play, but behind it, there is a huge amount of intelligence collection. The information of the Bolin family is detailed. Everything that can be investigated has been investigated clearly. The investigation of Catherine's personal information is only more detailed.

It can be said that Catherine may have forgotten. Nanyi knew about even a trivial thing when she was a child. The ghost recorded more than 100 kilograms of information about Catherine. analysis.

Nanyi will talk to Catherine in this way today, and will choose to go straight to Huanglong. Behind all this is a deduction based on detailed information.

To put it simply, Catherine has a high probability of taking this set.

Otherwise, Nanyi may create a romantic encounter, first establish a love relationship with Catherine, and then gradually plan it gradually.

Nan Yi picked up the teacup, took another sip of tea, then put down the teacup and said, "You should digest the conversation between us first, and I will visit again in three days, and we will talk in detail next time.

Tomorrow morning, someone will send you a cashier's note of 500,000 pounds from HSBC, which is regarded as the repair cost of the castle I sponsored for you. "

After finishing speaking, Nanyi stood up, and Catherine also stood up when she saw it.

"I'll take you out."

Catherine sent Nanyi out of the gate and watched the convoy leave before turning around and walking back to the castle with complicated eyes.

"Xiaohua, play the song, the tape of "Zhi Hu Zhe Ye"." In the car, Nan Yi said to Xiaohua, the co-pilot.

Xiaohua put a cassette tape into the car recorder, and after a while, the music started, "If your husband is from the small town of Lukang, may I ask if you saw my lover? She was 18 when I left home, With a kind heart and a long roll* London is not my home, my hometown is without Catherine..."

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Gentlemen in the west, hippies in the east.

The East End of London is different from the West End where imperial power, political power and social elites gather. In fact, most of the time, East London appears to people with a less positive and disgraceful image.

Whether it is the dark corner where Dickens described in "Oliver Twist" that made the bottom workers suffer, or Conan Doyle described it as a hotbed of crime in "Sherlock Holmes".

Or at the end of the 19th century, the frightening Jack the Ripper once haunted here, extending his evil hands to the young ladies who played games here every night.

Since the beginning of the Industrial Revolution in Eagle Country, East London has been gradually marginalized. More and more immigrants from all over the world, whether they came through formal channels or illegal channels, will take root and live here.

Factories with chimneys, taverns, casinos, opium dens, brothels and crowded residences, East Londoners circle here a self-contained world, following the self-contained social rules. For a long time, the East End has been associated with words such as poverty, violent crime, drugs, and sex.

Until the 1950s and 1960s, people began to shout the slogan of "regeneration", while transforming the mixed factories and lawless places in the East District into bachelor apartments and various personalized studios.

And with low rent, it attracts all kinds of shy independent designers, street artists and retro lovers to take root and gather here.

Individual restaurants, cafes, and various studios are bustlingly opened in the streets and alleys of the East District. Suddenly, the East District has become synonymous with fashion and a gathering place for young people who pursue fashion.

But even so, the Eastern District is still a hotbed of crime, and it is still a gathering place for gangsters from all walks of life, local, Irish, Eastern and Western European, and even Southeast Asian.

Every night without a few gunshots, without a body or two in the gutter early the next morning, it's really like Christmas.

In the east district, in an apartment with mottled walls and all kinds of garbage in the corridors, in the innermost room on the third floor, there were screams from time to time.

"Say, who sent you to Zuiyuexuan?"

"How dare you slap me..."

Following the yelling and cursing, several big mouths were stuck on Li Zicheng's face.

"Facial paralysis, do you think this Wu Zhenkai dares to kill a VIP?" In another similar apartment opposite the apartment, Tudou, who was standing by the window holding a telescope and earphones on his ears, asked the facial paralysis in another window.

"I don't know." Facebook replied coldly.

"If VIP is in danger, should we rescue him?"

"We only paid him for acting, but we didn't pay him for his life." The voice with paralyzed face was still cold, but the meaning in the words was a little warm.

"VIP is addicted to acting. According to what we discussed in advance, he can be recruited at this time."

Tudou and Facial Paralysis kept talking, and on the third floor opposite, Wu Zhenkai's beating and interrogation of Li Zicheng was still going on, "Just talk hard with me, I'll give you something fun, let's see if you say it or not."

As Wu Zhenkai said, he asked his subordinates to find a hair dryer from the room, plug it in, turn on the switch, cover the air inlet of the hair dryer with his hand, and the heating wire on the heating bracket slowly turned red.

When the casing of the hair dryer became hot, Wu Zhenkai slowly poked the hair dryer at Li Zicheng's face with a dark smile on his face.

Li Zicheng looked at the red hair dryer with horror in his eyes, subconsciously tilted his head back, and kept yelling, "I said, I said... a man surnamed Liu told me to go."

"Pick it up." Wu Zhenkai instructed the subordinate who was holding Li Zicheng's hair and controlling his head.

When Li Zicheng sat upright, Wu Zhenkai asked, "My surname is Liu, how old are you?"

"It's a bit old, at least fifty years old..."

Before Li Zicheng finished speaking, a bullet shattered the glass and hit the back of the chair under his buttocks, knocking off a corner of the back.

"Third Young Master, let's go."

One of Wu Zhenkai's subordinates rushed to him, lowered his head, and then quickly protected him to go out of the room and into the corridor. They didn't find any gunmen, and quickly protected Wu Zhenkai to go downstairs again.

"withdraw."

The paralyzed face said to Tudou, and then walked outside quickly. Along the way, he also disassembled the pistol in his hand.

Going downstairs, passing the sewer, he threw the disassembled pistol into the sewer.

Then, Facial Paralysis and Tudou disappeared into the night.

Li Zicheng in the room on the third floor let go of the shackles that were tied to his body. After regaining his freedom, he touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, then took a breath and cursed: "Fuck, this money is really hard to earn. "

He stood up and found ice cubes from the refrigerator, made himself an ice pack and applied it to his face. After the pain subsided a little, Li Zicheng left his apartment.

His employer is still humane, and the pay is enough for him to move out of the East End, but he does not intend to go to the West End, but intends to leave London and start a new life in Salford, Manchester.

Wu Zhenkai was escorted to the car. When the car slowly left the East District, he sat in the back seat of the car and was afraid, thinking in his mind: "The surname is Liu, and he is still a little old. Who else but Liu Agui? Wu Zaisheng , You usually pretend to be listless, I knew you couldn't let go of the Wu family's business at all.

My dad could kill your dad back then, and now I can kill you too, damn it, you dare to arrange for gunmen, Wu Zaisheng, you wait for me. "

In Downton Abbey, more than a dozen miles away, Nanyi got the report, deliberated the whole process, and ordered to clean up the tail and erase the traces.

Wu Zhenkai is still too immature, and because he has been dazzled by hatred, he can't find out what's abnormal, which doesn't mean that Wu Jingyuan, an old fox, can't find out either.

If you live a few more years and eat more bowls of rice, you will naturally have more, and you must not underestimate the old uncle and grandma.

While waiting to meet Catherine again, Nanyi was not idle. He started a pilgrimage, first went to David Ricardo's cemetery, and performed incense in front of his tomb.

As soon as the fragrance kung fu is performed, the fragrance is wafting within a hundred miles, which is called the fragrance of birds singing and flowers.

Then I went to Edinburgh and visited Adam Smith. In order to have spiritual communication with him, Nanyi also brought the lead pot.

Put on the lead pot, raise your hands flat, palms up, and silently recite the incantation "A student receives five yuan, and I will get rich if I collect one hundred thousand." Going all the way down, through the large and small intestine, the sphincter is expelled, and methane is released.

Nanyi was very happy. He had gained something from the very beginning. He had already mastered the technology of "turning methane out of nothing". Do not wear leather pants during the production process, as it is easy to bulge.

Perhaps it was because Nan Yi was sincere enough that Adam Smith felt embarrassed not to give him a gift, so several secret books fell from the sky, and they were neatly stacked on the lead pot above Nan Yi's head.

Nan Yi accepted the work, and took down the secret book devoutly. Looking at the name on the cover of the secret book, his old blood couldn't help rushing out.

Guess what, the name of the secret book inherits Adam Smith's consistent style, it is "××lun", but the words before "lun" are extremely disliked by Nanyi.

The first book is "Demographic Dividend Theory", the second book is "Introduction to Victory", the third book has a longer name, "One formula can be used for a lifetime without repeated research and development, a theory of ten thousand profits", and the fourth book is "Theory of Outsourcing Advantages".

Nan Yi was still not satisfied with the four secret books. He looked up at the sky and asked, "Are there any systematic manufacturing drawings?"

As soon as Nanyi's words fell, a large character "Get out" floated from the sky!

All of the above are Nan Yi’s fantasies when he read The Wealth of Nations in the library of the University of Glasgow. Adam Smith’s masterpiece was completed here. Perhaps reading it in the environment where he created it can better understand his theoretical connotation.

When he left Edinburgh, Nan Yi bought a copy of Quesnay's "On Population" in a bookstore in Edinburgh. Quesnay had a great influence on Adam Smith, and Quesnay's economic thoughts can be found in his economic theory.

If you want to understand Adam Smith, you must first understand Quesnay.

On the way back, Nanyi opened "Population Theory", and a line of words jumped out on the paper: "People are like the land. After being barren, they will become barren and lose all value. The poverty of millions of people and the poverty of millions The ruin of an acre is proof of the ruin of a nation."