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Zhanlan didn't care at all: "The Internet financial technology is very developed now, but yours is still in the old age and refuses to come out, look at your latest mobile payment method - I almost want to laugh out loud Hey, the latest mobile payment method you developed is actually an ATM deposit and withdrawal vehicle that can run around... Ha!"

She smiled and emphasized again: "An ATM machine installed in a car! What do you guys think?"

"...Japan's business environment is different from that of your Republic. You have the advantage of being a latecomer, and we need to face fierce competition in the industry to be able to carry out reforms within a limited scope, so—"

"There is no reason, this is not an excuse." Zhanlan raised her finger and shook: "All explanations are sophistry. Since there is no way to reform, then we should get everyone to talk about standards. Your thinking is always like this. Why don't you How about sitting together to discuss a good industry standard? Earn money together.”

The government of the book doesn’t have the unanimous control of the Republic, and industry norms are messed up. They are usually company standards created by commercial competition, and then cover most of the country—yes, only most of the areas.

At the beginning, the voltage across the country was different because the two companies each covered half of the area after the competition, and then there was no more.

In addition, the bloodshed between the operators, the fighting between the banking industry, and even the textbooks are all made by the people themselves-the difference is that the Ministry of Arts, Science and Technology of the book publishes a so-called learning The guiding essentials are used as the curriculum standard, and then private publishing houses compile the textbooks themselves, and they can be used after passing the official test.

This kind of thinking is reflected in all aspects, so many times when the current Republic companies look back, they really feel that the book is so absurd and unbelievable.

How did such a country develop into the four Asian tigers?Have we ever thought about learning them all?

Don't take it all, if you really want to take it all, everyone will be waiting to be caught...

President Sumitomo sneered at this: "Director Zhan, I'm afraid you overestimated your Leah Fund. This is Japan, not the Republic."

"So—" A voice came from the door.

"So?" President Sumitomo still wanted to pretend to be a more stylish guy, but suddenly found that the voice was not quite right.

Why doesn't it sound like a blue voice?

His cheeks trembled, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look in the direction of the door of the meeting room, opened his mouth, subconsciously lowered his voice, and even became humble: "So, so... this is a very difficult thing..."

"There is an old saying in our republic that says, 'There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart.'" The voice gradually approached from the door, and finally turned the door of the conference room. The business I want to do has not been impossible until now!"

Long black trench coat!

Handsome and fierce with a big back!

Domineering and true president's momentum!

There was even a moment when everyone in the meeting room could hear the faint background music, watching the other person's walking posture in slow motion like a close-up—this was suppressed by the domineering look with full firepower. hurt.

President Sumitomo can be arrogant in front of Zhanlan, that's because he, like Zhanlan, is at the level of a working emperor, and even Zhanlan's administrative level in name is lower than that of the president.

But who is Ai Rulong?

In the shadow of the tree of life, Sorokin is also a peer in front of him, and Mr. Yanqi can only raise his glass to toast him first.

The ferocious tiger of the Republic, the destructive dragon of the Far East!Hexagon Financial Warrior!Ai Rulong!

President Sumitomo bowed humbly: "Mr. Ai!"

"Well, it seems that Mr. President doesn't welcome me very much."

"No! Absolutely not! It is my honor for you to come here in person!"

"Then let me ask you, if you want to change your current banking structure, who can do it except me?"

"...We also have our own successful entrepreneurs in Japan!" President Sumitomo gritted his teeth and raised his head, wanting to force himself one last time: "We still have Mr. Yanqi!"

It's not clear whether he really admires it or wants to provoke the snipe and the clam to fight, but at least he still has some confidence in saying what he said now.

Ai Rulong wants to bloodbath Sumitomo Bank, and wants to eliminate Millikin's control over the financial industry through banking reforms. No matter what, he can't get around the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu other than the Mitsui Zaibatsu!

"Oh? Really?" Ai Rulong nodded suddenly, and then turned sideways: "Yanqi-san, what do you mean?"

"?!!"

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第529节 0526-摸了，只有这么多（5月月票13/13

Back in time before Mr. Yanqi appeared in the Sumitomo Bank building——

The camera jumps, and the screen rewinds. The knife that stabbed Mr. Yanqi's assistant lady was blocked by a purple epee that came out of nowhere.

"Ding--"

There was a sound of metal hitting, crisp and pleasant.

To be honest, it was quite easy to block, even so easily that Xuanpao Nu felt a little too forceful.

It was with great difficulty that she restrained her own strength, and then she saw the Mount Tairuo sword in her hand stab into the wall with an unmatched sharpness... uh, into the wall.

And it poked in very deeply...

"Well, my fault."

The Xuanpao girl said this to the two stunned people, then rolled up her sleeves and began to draw her sword.

Who has seen this scene?

The opponent's appearance was so cool, that fierce aura, that sword like a flying fairy, and it ended up like this?

The assailant, who felt that he had been played with his emotions, woke up in a cold sweat, looked at the dagger in his hand that had been directly sparked just now, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this invincible dagger is still there!

So he yelled again in his Osaka-accented Japanese, brandishing the dagger and trying to stab the two guys in front of him. Even though the dagger had a deep gap, it was still not a problem to stab someone.

The Xuanpao girl is not a bird, she is studying the structure of the door frame.

And Mr. Yanqi's assistant, who came back to his senses, hurriedly ran into the room, and waved at Mr. Yanqi: "Quick! President, hide quickly! Hide in the room inside!"

Her voice was eager and sharp, obviously she didn't understand what the hot woman in a black robe stood here, and she didn't want anyone to live, so no one would want to live.

She doesn't want anyone to die, not even Satan can kill him, Jesus said!

The assailant was yelling frantically——

The assistant lady threw everything in her hand at the assailant, grabbed the cup on the table, grabbed the pillow on the sofa, and even tried to grab a chair and give him a hard blow, but failed.

Because the chair was too heavy and the material was too solid, she almost fell to her waist.

At this moment, the girl in Xuanpao was still thinking about how to pull out the Mount Tairuo sword without hurting the door frame...

There is a circle of marble decorative strips on the door frame, which should be snapped on by some kind of mosaic method. The Mount Tairuo sword was too fast and too sharp, and directly pierced through the marble before it could react.

And how did I stab the long sword in with this weird angle just now?

She stroked her chin and looked at the Tairuo Mountain Sword that stabbed obliquely into the door frame, and sincerely felt that she was really a physics genius.

Everything is stable now, if the Tairuo Mountain Sword is taken away, it will be like a block building with the pillars removed, and the marble decorative strips on the entire door frame will collapse.

You have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds!

Suddenly interested, the girl in Xuanpao grabbed the note paper and pen next to her, and began to write and draw.

The attacker was still screaming frantically...

"Security! Where's the security?!" The assistant was tired. She took off her high heels and threw them at the attacker, then frantically called the security.

But the security personnel who were supposed to be covering the entire hotel disappeared strangely without a trace. The door outside was wide open, and the corridor was empty without a single ghost.

Only the assailant in the room was still screaming wildly...

Well, he's tired.

Grabbing a nearby wine glass, he took a sip of the whiskey in the glass, then choked on the spirits very indecently, and sprayed out most of the wine he had just poured into his mouth.

"Sure enough, rice and animal products are all inferior! Even the wine is so bad! It's much worse than sake!"

The assailant seemed to be a more traditional Japanese patriot, so after viciously smashing the wine glass, his murderous intentions towards traitors like Mr. Yan Qi went up to a higher level.

Mr. Yanqi confronted him on the other side of the sofa, feeling a little tired.

I really haven't cooperated with Americans. The reason why there is whiskey is the result of the complete westernization of hotel services nowadays-who hotel will put two bottles of Erguotou in it?

In addition, the glass of whiskey Mizukari he drank just now is the way to drink sake. In order to stimulate the sluggish alcohol consumption market after World War II, this method was used to dilute the original stimulating and strong whiskey, making it a suitable daily drinking method. drinks.

I don't even know this, but I still say that I like sake. Where did this thing come from?

The Xuanpao girl put down her pen, rolled up her sleeves confidently, and prepared to take out her Tairuo Mountain Sword without injury.

And at this time, the attacker regained his energetic appearance, and continued to roar——

"Surrender to death! Heavenly Punishment Country Bandit!"

I don't know if it was because the cry was too intrusive, or because of other reasons, although the inexperienced girl in Xuanpao managed to pull out her Tairuo Mountain Sword, it was a pity that the fragile door frame could not support it after all.

A large section of marble decorative strips just collapsed feebly.

"I'm sorry, I tried my best." The Xuanpao woman said in a heavy tone, "I will avenge you."

At this time, everyone in the room was subconsciously looking at her—including the attacker himself.

"Speaking of it, I also find it strange, as if there is always such a story in the plot line, let me act in it." Xuanpao Nu said so, putting away Tairuo Mountain Sword.

She looked at the attacker: "But fortunately, the logic of the plot is reasonable. If they can bring in an unknown but very powerful dark world master, that would be unreasonable..."

A sudden conflict of interests, a vicious and dangerous attack.

The guy the other party found actually fits the definition of a 'psychopathic shooter'.

However, guns are banned in this book. If you can get firearms, you are obviously not an ordinary person, so the other party used a dagger that matched his clothes today.

Those potbellied guys probably only have this ability. If they can shake their hands and pull out a strong man like Poseidon Brooke or bald braised egg from their crotch, the Xuanpao girl will be shocked.

And this kind of bridge where all the security personnel are sent out and an attacker who looks like a lunatic comes in to do things is very real and effective.

After all, wasn't President Kennedy also killed by a psychopath of the same type?

Since they are cooperating with Millikin, when they are lackeys of those consortiums, they will naturally have to learn from Millikin's special neurotic shooter...

Perhaps it was because of the heated friction between the little dagger sauce and the Tairuoshan sword just now, which caused a strange dark green color to appear on the edge of the dagger, which looked like poison that had quenched the blood and sealed the throat.

Thinking about this, the Xuanpao girl suddenly became curious: "Well, why don't you lick it?"

The attacker froze in place, looked at the opponent, then at the dagger in his hand, subconsciously opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue—then he came to his senses, looking at the inconspicuous dark green layer on the dagger, his face There was an angry look on his face: "You despicable outsider!"

"Damn, so ruthless? Really poisonous?"