Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

This was a completely out-of-the-box answer, and Charles Peel couldn't help being startled.

But then, he realized that it was a Japanese name.

Akiyama Kennan?

Why is it so familiar? Wait. Charles Peel suddenly thought that the name of the chief director of First International Capital, the largest shareholder of the bank, was that.

He didn't think about anything else, whether it was the major shareholder of the bank or not, Charles Peel made the choice he should make based on the style of Shen Jiannan and his party.

"My honorable sir, it is an honor to be of your service. Please come with me."

The butler-like welcoming attitude made people feel very comfortable. Shen Jiannan and his party walked into the special elevator inside the bank under the guidance of Charles Pete.

Soon, the elevator went up to the fifth floor.

Charles Peel led them into the largest VIP reception room, and when several people were seated, the winking bank staff had already brought fragrant coffee with a tray.

The one-stop butler service has been best interpreted in London, the capitalistic financial center.

Shen Jiannan suddenly felt a little complicated.

If he waits until he finishes his coffee and runs away, will this extremely polite lobby manager be pissed off.

Charles Pitt was completely unaware of the episode in Shen Jiannan's heart, he stroked his chest respectfully and lightly, and performed a Western hospitality salute.

"Hi, honorable sir. I don't know what I can do for you."

Shen Jiannan didn't answer, picked up his coffee and admired the surrounding environment.

The typical Western European decoration style, the interior is sharp and angular, and there are several imitation famous paintings on the wall, mainly in white and yellow, luxurious and grand.

Robert John is not in the mood to appreciate the environment here. As a former employee of Standard Chartered Bank, he has also stayed here for a while. Now, he just wants to pretend to be tough, so that those who used to look down on him, have a taste The feeling of being humiliated.

After carefully adjusting the tie around his neck, Robert John took out a document from his purse and handed it to Charles Pitt.

A few sheets of white A4 paper, densely filled with English, and a few big red seals.

Standard Chartered Bank shareholding certificate, accumulative shareholding ratio of 14.85%.

Sure enough, the major shareholder came personally.

"Honorable sir. Welcome to London, please wait a moment, I will notify the president, Mr. Cook."

"OK."

Five minutes later, a middle-aged man in his fifties hurried over following Charles Peel.

Thomas Cook.

Executive Director, Standard Chartered Bank London.

"Mr. Akiyama, welcome to London, I am Thomas Cook."

Shen Jiannan nodded his head as a response, and after seeing the politeness, Robert John immediately spoke as if he was a villain.

"Hi, little train, long time no see."

"John? What are you?"

"Oh. Why can't it be me. Don't you welcome me?"

"Oh, damn it. I haven't seen you for so many years. Why do you still have such an arrogant attitude? It's really embarrassing to our bank."

"Why don't you speak? Are you admitting that I'm right?"

Admit it, I admit it,

The muscles on Thomas Cook's face couldn't help twitching, wishing he could smash Robert John's rosy face to pieces.

But he couldn't, he knew that Robert, a successful villain, was deliberately angry with him.

There is no way, who made some festivals between the two of them back then.

Uh... it was because of Thomas Cook that Robert John was transferred to Asia to explore new markets, and it took him more than ten years.

"My God. Little Train, you look so ugly. Are you sick?"

"Still, you're so glad to see me."

"God, you don't mean to hit me!"

Beat you?

I want to beat you to death.

Robert John, who was like a chatterbox, drove Thomas Cook almost crazy.

In his capacity, when had he encountered such a shameless bastard.

But Robert John didn't seem to notice that Thomas Cook was on the verge of eruption. He stretched his arms and posed in a pose.

"Tell you. Thanks to you, I learned Kung Fu in Huaxia. Bruce Lee, Kung Fu. Do you know?"

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Kung fu, I kung fu you are so annoying.

Numerous lumps were stuffed in Thomas Cook's chest, causing his fair face to turn blue and red, and his gentlemanly demeanor disappeared.

If he could swear, he really wanted to swear at Robert severely.

No, it smashed that hateful fat face directly.

I've seen the villain's success, but I've never seen a guy who has brought the villain's ambition to such an extent.

But right here, Robert John spoke again.

"Little Engine, no, Thomas, you won't be angry."

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"Actually, I was joking with you."

Kidding your ass.

Don't think that I don't know that you are playing tricks on others.

Thomas Cook clenched his fists fiercely, and secretly bit his teeth a few times, trying to suppress that anger.

For this, Robert John was naturally very happy.

He found that happiness is always based on the unhappiness of others. As with Suzanne, so with Thomas.

Why is this world becoming more and more beautiful!

Shen Jiannan held his coffee and enjoyed the contest between the two with interest. He didn't feel any dissatisfaction with Robert's behavior at all. Not only that, but he also felt that Robert was actually more suitable for the position of bank president.

Shameless enough, cheap enough!

Moreover, know where the measure is.

This was indeed the case. Seeing that his former opponent was so angry that he almost exploded, Robert John accepted him as soon as he saw it. This guy couldn't help but give Thomas Cook a big hug.

"Little train. Long time no see, I really miss you. I couldn't hold back for a while, I made a joke with you, please don't mind."

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"Why don't you speak, are you still angry with me?"

Oh, God.

This bastard was not like this before, what did he learn in China.

"John. I apologize for what happened before, and I hope you can forgive me deliberately."

"No, no, no, Thomas, you don't need to apologize. Really, I have always been very grateful to you in my heart. There is a saying in China that if a man is assigned a great mission from heaven, he must first work hard, exhaust his muscles and bones, and starve his body. If you hadn’t brought me to Huaxia, I wouldn’t have met a boss in Hong Kong who was wise and mighty, resourceful, resourceful, and mighty. How could I blame you.”

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"Cough cough."

Shen Jiannan coughed, and Robert John finally let go of Thomas Cook, whose body had already stiffened.

"Hi. Thomas, trust me, everything I say is true. You see, we need a loan, and the first bank we came to was Standard Chartered, and I convinced the boss to come here. Well, yes, we need a loan, Four hundred million pounds."

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