Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Some people feel like strangers even if they have known each other for a lifetime.

The most familiar stranger.

　　Some people may have a special feeling after they meet.

　　 is like, very familiar.

　　 strange but feel very familiar.

　　 Shen Jiannan is not bad for money, and Mitnick is not too interested in money, but at the same time, they want to make money, to make a lot of money.

　　 involuntarily, the two laughed together.

it is more than words.

　　 But soon, Shen Jiannan broke the atmosphere that could only be unspeakable, he took out a bank card from his pocket and threw it to Mitnick.

　　 The golden card is very thin, and reflects the dazzling luster under the sunlight.

　　Mitnick took it and shrugged.

"What does it mean?"

"Your monthly salary is five thousand five hundred dollars, which is sixty-six thousand dollars a year. Ten years is six hundred and sixty thousand dollars, and one hundred years is six hundred and six hundred thousand dollars. I think we need Sign a one-hundred-year labor contract, which is to pay your salary in advance."

　　 "Damn it. Shen, you are like a vampire. People need to retire when they reach fifty, and you actually want me to work for you until one hundred and twenty-eight. God, how can you be so shameless."

　　 "Sorry. You can do whatever you want with money."

　　Speaking, Shen Jiannan snapped his fingers, and Down Dunnhou immediately took out a document he had prepared earlier.

　　 "This is the contract I prepared for you. Now, you need to sign on it."

　　 Mitnick's face was like an eggshell. He took the file and couldn't help complaining.

　　 "This kind of life is terrible. I'm going to sell it to a man for a hundred years, **** it, I hate it."

　　 Wipe Wipe——

　　 Cursed, Mitnick picked up the pen, didn't even look at it, and signed his name on the contract. When he closed the pen again, he looked directly at Shen Jiannan's eyes.

　　 "Shen. Although I sell it to you now, you can't make me pose that I don't like. Can you?"

　　 "Of course. I have never been interested in such things as forcing. That way, although there is pleasure, there are not many different wonderful feelings."

　　 "Your words make me feel sick."

　　 "Haha...Kevin, now I kind of like you."

　　 "Oh..."

　　 "......"

　　 "This is the address in London. After you arrive, someone will pick you up at the airport. Old carrot head, an old bastard, but I think if you put aside the three views, you will like him."

　　 "OK. Besides the security system, what else do I need to do?"

　　 "My suggestion is to build a search system similar to Archie, and simplify it, so that we can execute our ideas more effectively and allow the world to hear our voices."

　　 "This may require a lot of money."

　　 "Money is for people. Don't we just want to do this?"

　　 "OK."

　　 "......"

　　 Once again confirmed some work matters, and greeted Shen Jiannan, Kevin Mitnick stood up and walked to the door of the trading room.

　　 But suddenly, he hesitated, then stopped again.

　　 looked back at the face younger than himself, an idea that had puzzled him for a long time, like a cat scratching, he had to ask.

　　 "Shen. Why do you like being a demon so much?"

　　 "Water?"

　　 Shen Jiannan looked dazed.

　　 But soon, he understood why Mitnick asked.

　　 "You mean, the amount in the bank card?"

　　 "You know, I didn't want to ask this."

　　 "If I tell you everything is a coincidence, do you believe it?"

　　 "Whatever you say? However, I don't believe it."

　　 "Okay. Good trip."

　　 "Dog's white."

　　 "......"

　　 Nearly nine o'clock in the streets of Rome, the sun has gradually risen, and the autumn sun shines on people, making people feel warm.

With his simple luggage, Kevin Mitnick walked into a bank with brown lenses. No one noticed that under the brown lenses, those blue eyes had something he didn't want to imitate. Thorough and bland.

　　 is almost as thorough and flat as seeing through everything.

　　 Ten minutes later, he pulled the suitcase and walked out of the bank hall again, lost the shadow of the shadow, and the autumn sun suddenly became particularly dazzling at this moment.

　　6666666.66 US dollars.

　　 Obviously, this is a long-prepared amount.

　　 "What an interesting guy."

　　 A smile appeared on Mitnick's slightly indifferent face, and he stopped a taxi. When the car stopped and got on the car, he took out the phone and dialed a number far away across the ocean.

　　 Los Angeles, McDonald’s fast food restaurant.

　　 Sydney dragged a somewhat exhausted body, wearing a white coat and a hygienic hat to keep smiling as much as possible, and collected the messy garbage from a customer who was on the table with his legs folded.

　　 She is over fifty years old, she is no longer young, and her old face has unpleasant wrinkles.

　　 "Hi. Be careful not to stain my expensive clothes."

　　 "I'm sorry. Sir, I will be careful."

　　 "You better be careful. You can't afford to get my suit dirty."

　　 "......"

　　 Having been in the service industry for decades, Sydney has long been accustomed to being scolded by others, so she was not angry because of it, but was more careful about her actions.

　　 Finally, the dining table became spotless again under her careful cleaning.

　　 Ling Ling Ling——

　　 Suddenly, there was a ringing tone from the counter.

　　 "Sydney. Your phone."

　　Phone?

　　 Sydney, who was about to take out the rubbish, was startled, but soon thought of who would call her, put down the **** in her hand, and took off a glove. She couldn't wait to walk quickly to the phone.

　　 "Kevin. My child, is that you?"

　　 "......"

　　 On the other side of the phone, holding the phone, Mitnick's heart suddenly felt sore.

　　 "Mom. It's me. Are you okay?"

　　 really is his own child.

　　 Sydney looked around in shock, and quickly lowered her voice.

　　 "Child. Where are you now. Is the police station?"

　　 "No. I'm in a foreign country, and a guy hired me and promised to help me get rid of the crime. You know, those **** are always rich and can smooth out the more **** bureaucrats."

　　 "God. My child, I told you that we can be poor, but we can't do things that are against morality. Did you forget what I said?"

"I haven't forgotten. But he is a lovely bastard. He always robs the rich and aids the poor to help the poor. I have seen what he did in other places and spent thousands of dollars to help children who are out of school can continue. reading."

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

　　 "How much does he pay you a month."

　　 "Five thousand five hundred dollars."

　　 "Oh, buy Karma. With so much money, are you sure you will not do illegal things?"

　　 "Mom. Why can't you trust me? He just asked me to design a set of procedures and asked me to help more people avoid harm. How could this be illegal?"

　　 "Then why does he give you such a high salary?"

　　 "Dear mother, your son is a talent and always has been. Don't imagine your smart and wise son so unbearable. I, Kevin, are a piece of gold."

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

at the same time.

　　 Shen Jiannan raised his head and looked at the ceiling, his eyes in a trance.

　　 If the guess is correct, Kevin must have had a conversation with his mother at this time, but when can he go home?

　　The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves return to the people.

　　 Suddenly, Shen Jiannan has some friends. He thinks about the French manor that has just been built, the bullpen that still smells in the village, and the old face that is always nagging and wrinkled.

　　 "Is this the love of blood?"

　　 "Mr. There is a situation!"

　　 Suddenly, Geman’s trading supervisor, Seminovich, called out.

　　 Shen Jiannan converged, and subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the display in the central area.

　　ITL812.55 sold 66

　　ITL812.75 sold 66

　　 ITL812.95 sold 66

　　...

　　ITL813.35 sold 66

　　...

Under the 　　lira handicap, a large amount of selling suddenly emerged~www.readwn.com~ The blood-red look was particularly dazzling under the reflection of the liquid crystal.

　　66.

　　 A series of 66 sold.

　　 Therefore, Shen Jiannan's face suddenly became dark.

　　 After testing the program module just now, trading has been stopped here, and the sell order on the handicap was not made by him.

　　 numbness, who is blaming Lao Tzu's head.

　　 I can think of it with my ass, and when these 66 are communicated to the media and prostitutes in the market, 100% of them will be pushed over his head.

　　When the time comes, what demons are acting; shocked, the Eastern demons are in the holy city; 66 strikes again, this is moral degeneration or humanity distortion...

　　 This kind of title party is enough to attract a wave of eyeballs.

　　ITL813.75 sell 666

　　......

　　 Looking at the number of transactions made on the Lira handicap, Shen Jiannan is so tired and crooked. This is absolutely compelling. Someone is using his reputation to make trouble.

　　 In the entire trading room, there was no sound, and a needle dropped quietly, which could be heard clearly.

　　Some people want to laugh, but they dare not laugh.

　　No one knows whether my husband is very troublesome now.

　　 But what's the use of being upset? Just like the uncle, as long as there is shit, it must be caused by him. You can't. Go out and say you didn't do it yourself.

　　 "Anna. Don't worry about the foreign exchange market for now. With such a big selling, with the foreign exchange reserves of the Bank of Italy, they will insist on a maximum of three days. I'm sure they will raise interest rates again."

　　 "Sir. You mean, we short MIB?"