Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Neuer Nickel Co.

A man in his forties was holding a security certificate in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot.

He thought that all of this was caused by profiteers deliberately lowering prices, but he did not expect that the reality was so cruel. A ten thousand ruble security is still a ten thousand ruble security. But 10,000 rubles is no longer the previous 10,000 rubles.

Why is this world so absurd?

One dollar is exchanged for two thousand rubles, and ten thousand rubles is five dollars.

There are more than 13,000 people in the factory, and the 10,000 face value securities are given three dollars. Doesn't that mean that the total value of the company is only more than 30,000 dollars.

"Bani, let's sell it. We can't fight them. The brothers have sold them. If we don't sell the securities in our hands, they will only become waste paper. Six thousand rubles, at least we can buy three catties of wine and drink for a week."

"These bloody bastards."

"What can we do. Sell it, it's better than becoming a piece of waste paper."

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Near the nickel company, a small two-story building.

Fadri und Anna sipped strong coffee and played small games with the secretary who came with him. His three-dimensional facial features showed an undisguised joy. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his current life.

bang bang!

There was a knock on the office door.

The blond secretary straightened her clothes and went to open the door.

Two people, an old man in his fifties and a middle-aged man who seemed familiar.

Fadri und Anna had a very good memory, and immediately recognized the middle-aged man at the door as Banie.

However, there was no expression on his face.

Humans are sheep after all.

When everyone has made a choice, one or two people have no choice at all, or in other words, their choices don't matter at all.

Standing up and adjusting the wrinkled suits, Fadri und Anna showed the most sincere smile and asked the two to sit down.

"Hi, gentlemen. Do you need to sell securities? Cash transactions, no fools."

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Soon, the two came together and left together.

Fadri und Anna held the securities received again in his hand and blew a loud whistle.

Now more than 6,000 securities have been accepted, accounting for 55% of Neuer Nickel's securities, and the task assigned by the boss has been completed.

Where are you going to celebrate tonight?

Fadri und Anna thought to himself.

As a true banker, he knows how important it is to reward himself at work so that he can maintain enough energy to go to work every day.

bang bang!

The office door rang again.

Fadri und Anna collected the securities and shouted.

"Please come in."

It was none other than the person who accompanied Banie Chekov before.

Valentin Vasily Nika.

The temporary workers recruited by Fadri und Anna at Neuer Nickel Company, er, they can’t be called temporary workers, they should be called partners.

When the introducer sells a security, Valentin Vasily Nika receives a commission.

Twenty-five rubles.

"Mr. Fadi."

After entering the door, Valentin Vasily Nika greeted him with a flattering smile on his face. Compared with his burly body, his eager eyes looked very cute.

Feeling amused, Fadri und Anna took two hundred rubles from the drawer and stood up.

"Zoya. Pour a cup of coffee for Mr. Valentin."

Fadri und Anna greeted his secretary, and handed over the money in his hand to Valentin Vasily Nika, so that the wrinkles on his old face seemed to have spread out a lot.

But then, Fadri und Anna took out a thousand rubles from his wallet and solemnly placed it in the hands of Valentin Vasily Nika.

Valentin Vasily Nika was a little puzzled and said blankly.

"Mr. Fadi. This is."

It's just scrap paper.

Fadri und Anna was slandering in her heart, but the expression on her face was very sincere.

"This is the reward you deserve. I have always been very generous. As long as you work for me, I will not treat you badly."

A thousand rubles.

Now you can still buy half a catty of high-grade liquor and a few catties of bread.

Valentin Vasily Nika showed gratitude on his old face. Compared with food, everything else was nothing.

"Thank you, Mr. Fadi."

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Not long after, Valentin Vasily Nika left with a bunch of mellow coffee. Fadri und Anna put away his smile and looked sarcastically at the tall and crooked figure.

"Zoya. Wipe off the dirt they just made, I hate the smell of poverty."

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Is the world fair?

Fair.

If you have money, you can always buy things, but if you don't have money, you can't buy anything.

This is nonsense.

For most residents, the cold winter in early spring always makes people feel particularly cold, but for the upper-class people who can go to the Lion Garden, it is wonderful to be able to participate in a banquet on such a night.

With the sunny weather, the temperature has recovered. If you meet someone you like at the banquet, you can find a place where there is no one and have an in-depth exchange.

Lion Court, the ballroom on the second floor.

The pure gold gramophone played a beautiful and crisp melody, and the singing was melodious, like a clever lark singing.

Diamonds are a Girl's Bestfriends.

Songs of Marilyn Monroe.

In the center of the banquet hall, accompanied by beautiful singing, men in tuxedos and bow ties and women in bright evening dresses are dancing together. The man is holding the woman's waist, and the woman is leaning on the man's shoulder, looking at each other , laughing and communicating.

Like a hundred flowers blooming among the green leaves, all kinds of bright evening dresses are blooming in white and tender colors, making people's eyes always want to float around.

Compared with the romance of the ball, it is also a visual feast.

In a remote corner of the ballroom, Shen Jiannan was sipping a goblet of wine.

As far as he could see, the smooth and silky enchantress blue and rose red wrapped around two figures that were about to tear apart, making it almost impossible to turn their eyes away.

Yulia Sidorov, Zena Kanowski.

The two also held the goblet, and looked at Shen Jiannan, with different eyes, different face shapes, and different smiles, as if they were watching what choice Shen Jiannan would make.

The eyes of the three kept meeting and they looked at each other with smiles.

Who will you invite first?

The brown eyes and the green eyes sent out the same signal respectively.

It seems to be charming, but also seems to be setting up a problem.

This is indeed a difficult problem.

If you choose Yulia Sidorov first, you will definitely offend Qina Kanosky, and if you choose Qina Kanoski first, you will definitely humiliate Yulia Sidorov?

what to do?

Shen Jiannan shook the red wine in his hand, swallowed the wine in one gulp, straightened his tuxedo, and strode towards the two of them.

Will he pick me first?

Yulia Sidorov and Qina Kanowski couldn't help thinking at the same time.

As a child of a political family, love also needs to take into account responsibilities. This is a responsibility that needs to be borne when enjoying the wealth that others cannot enjoy from birth.

The two can't even fall in love, and they can't date other boys, because before the situation is determined, no one knows whether the other party's bargaining chip is important enough, and before everything is decided, no one knows whether it will appear because of the camp. crisis.

Now, there is a turning point.

Young, handsome, handsome, tall, rich, talented and temperamental, and representing foreign powerful capital, it is impossible to get deeply involved in domestic politics.

Such a man can only be met but not sought after. If there is any relationship between them, it will be the best result.

It's a pity that neither Yulia Sidorov nor Qina Kanoski knew Shen Jiannan's life motto at all.

If you have the opportunity to choose all, who the hell will do the multiple choice questions.

The Kanosky family and the Sidorov family are the temporary victors in this gladiatorial battle. They need sufficient resources to continue to move forward, and they cannot do without the support of capital.

Shen Jiannan was well aware of this.

As for things like titles, as long as there are connections and enough capital, everything is not a problem.

Putting the transparent wine glass in his hand on the shelf, Shen Jiannan walked up to Yulia and Qina. He bent down, stretched out his hands, and made the most perfect invitation gesture.

"Two beautiful ladies. Can you dance with me?"