Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Ankara, National Defense Building.

Mir Zaolu leaned comfortably on the sofa with a cigar, enjoying the pure cigar taste.

Taking a deep breath and then spit it out, Mir Zaolu stood up and looked down at the entire capital. The feeling of release made people feel very happy.

Worthy of being a cigar worth ten thousand dollars.

However, compared to the psychological feeling brought by the price, Mir Zaolu is more satisfied with these good Cuban cigars without having to spend their own money.

These were all recently given to him by those Chinese people who bowed their knees, which allowed him to better taste the pleasure of power.

But sending some cigars and red wine, thinking that they would agree to their request, those stupid guys are too naive.

This is just a game.

Only the strong have the right to formulate the rules of the game.

Mir Zaolu likes this emotion, likes the feeling of looking down at the entire capital at this time, likes the smell of cigars, like those Chinese people who breathe fire in their eyes but dare to be angry but dare not speak, they can only bow down and beseech themselves .

Bell Bell Bell——

The phone in the office rang suddenly.

Mir Zaolu threw the two cigars out of the window and picked up the phone on the table.

The call was from the Istanbul Naval Base.

They received news from Ukraine that starting today, the Odessa military will conduct closed military exercises in the waters between Yalta. In order to avoid accidentally injuring commercial vessels and fishing vessels, the exercise adopts fully enclosed maritime control.

"Odyssey military exercises? Haha, this is the most ridiculous joke I have heard recently."

"Don't worry. Their soldiers can't even afford to eat. I think the so-called exercise is just going out to sea to fish."

"Block off the sea? Of course, you need to block off the sea. The guy Kurishenko is so staid that he definitely doesn't want others to know that he is so poor that he can only survive by fishing."

"It's good to be on guard. But don't make a fuss. Even the Soviet Union is nothing but Ukraine. If they dare to cross our seas, you will teach them severely and let them know that they are just bereaved dogs. "

"..."

Istanbul, Imperial Hotel.

William crawled from among the Turkish girls with sleepy eyes and touched a noisy satellite phone.

He was full of complaints. He didn't go to bed until the middle of the night last night. It's really hateful that there are **** that disturb people's dreams so early.

But he couldn't help it. There would be no one else except the boss and the **** who could call at this time.

"Boss. Can't you be considerate of the jet lag? It's not dawn here yet."

"William. It's eight o'clock. You told me that it's not dawn yet. Are you not in Istanbul?"

Eight o'clock?

Damn it!

William screamed in surprise: "Boss. Have you arrived in Turkey?"

"That's not true, you know, my reputation is not very good, once I go there and be seen... I am afraid the result will be terrible."

William was relieved.

I was afraid that my boss would suddenly rush in from the outside with a group of people. If I knew that I was spending public money in a pile of women every day, I wouldn't kill myself.

"Boss. Is there anything to order so early?"

"What is the size of the position we currently hold?"

"All positions in bonds, stocks, and currencies add up to approximately $2.1 billion."

"I thought you would spin around a woman's belly every day."

"Am I that kind of person? Do you think I'm an old turnip who will do women every day? I am not the kind of unmotivated bastard. I'm really exhausted recently."

"Really. Or, let the old turnip head change your job, he has been too idle lately."

"How can this be? I, William, knows how to respect the old and love the young since I was a child. The old turnip is too old for digging. If I bury it myself, I will blame myself."

"Okay. But before you get buried yourself, I'll give you another interesting job. I think Tupeas is pretty good, and Tekel, it's OK, you think of a way to get it for me."

"..."

"Also, if you can buy Istanbul, buy it too."

"..."

"..."

Hanging up the phone, William Doze didn't know where he went, and was dumbfounded to digest the meaning of Shen Jiannan's words.

Tupeas is Turkey’s largest oil refinery and is state-owned capital, while Tekel is Turkey’s largest tobacco company and is also state-owned.

These two companies are the largest source of income for Turkey's finances except trade.

In other words, these are the two pillar industries of Turkey's local economy.

Because trade income is mainly settled in US dollars, Turkey earns mainly foreign exchange, and l is the main operation of economic labor transformation.

Buying these two companies, the Turks are not crazy, how could they sell them.

This is the same as China Tobacco Company and China Petroleum Company, it is impossible to sell.

Buying Istanbul is even more nonsense.

For this city, from the Ottoman Empire to today’s Turkey, I don’t know how many Turks died, just to control the golden waterways.

It is no exaggeration to say that every drop of water is as valuable as gold, which occupies the core transportation routes of Asia, Europe and Africa.

Although what Shen Jiannan wanted was only to buy the port, who was crazy would sell the chicken that lays the eggs.

"The boss didn't wake up, was he dreaming?"

Secretly got up, William vomited, took out his wallet and sprinkled more than one million lire on the girl who was tossing him in the morning, drew up the zipper, turned and walked out the door.

In any case, let's talk about the position first.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the Istanbul Bank.

Bank President Mohammed Gandi smiled and greeted William and the others into the bank's VIP reception room.

Random assistant Bridge Base Orlando pushed a certificate of assets worth 300 million U.S. dollars on the table and directly mentioned his intention to come.

"Mr. Gandy, this is the proof of the deposit of gold worth 100 million U.S. dollars in the Swiss Bank, the 100 million U.S. dollars in securities assets of the British Sechelin Industrial Group, and the proof of deposit of 100 million U.S. dollars in Swiss Bank's promissory note.

"We are very optimistic about Turkey's future development space, so we want to borrow 200 million U.S. dollars worth of lira from your bank for long-term investment."

Hammond Gandi’s smile was almost overflowing to the ground, 200 million US dollars of lire, which is more than 360 billion, such a large sum of money is based on the current bank’s annualized interest rate of 13%. A lot of money will be made.

And he can also get a high commission for his business.

"It's a great honor for Huluwa to choose our bank. Please wait a moment. We have confirmed the reliability of the asset certificate and will send someone to deal with it immediately. I hope you can understand."

"of course."

"Sade, give me another cup of coffee for the gentlemen."

Thirty minutes later.

The Bank of Istanbul transferred 368 billion lire to the international corporate account of Huluwa Investment Company.

After Mohammed Gandi and his assistant Sadie sent off, William stepped into the car parked at the door.

"It's a pity, maybe I won't be able to drink the coffee made by that beauty next time."

"If you like it, I think she can always make coffee for you and she can also provide you with milk."

"Haha..."

Just like the law.

For three consecutive days, William ran back and forth between Ankara and Istanbul.

When the lira held reached 36 trillion yuan, it finally attracted the attention of the Turkish Central Bank.

I can’t blame the Turkish Central Bank for responding too slowly. Who would have thought that there is a serious sluggishness in the financial system that has reached this era. The data of local banks will be gathered to the central bank for a long time.

"Mr. Cardi. The lira has appreciated by more than 1.5% in the past week. I think it may cause serious damage. This will cause serious damage to our export trade."

"Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Many export trading companies are calling me hoping to slow the appreciation of the lira."

Istanbul, Office of the President of the Central Bank of Turkey.

Engel Altan Cady, tapping the table lightly, meditated on the gains and losses of the appreciation.

Recently, speculative capital and value-preserving capital in various countries have been affected by the European economic recession and continue to flow into Turkey. In addition, there is no obvious sign of recovery in the US economy, so many people are optimistic about the future development of emerging market countries.

Even First International Capital, where the world-renowned currency investment master Shen Jiannan is located, has decided to make a large investment in Turkey by the board of directors.

As a result, a strong siphon effect was brought about, capital inflows into Turkey began to accelerate, and the lira appreciated sharply again.

But the facts always have two sides.

Although the appreciation of the lira has brought new development opportunities in the country, some short-term capital is flowing into the real estate and securities markets, and there is not much attention to the domestic basic market.

On the contrary, export enterprises have been hit by the appreciation of the lira, and their export value has been continuously decreasing.

This is not a good sign.

If securities assets continue to expand, it is likely to stimulate inflation and cause serious trouble.

After thinking about it for a long time, Engel Altan Cady said: "Then do what you want. We need to let those capital flow into the real industry."

"Yes!"

On the same day, the Turkish Central Bank issued an announcement.

Since November 1, in order to reduce corporate financing costs, the three-year loan interest rate of financial institutions has been reduced by two basic points to 11%. The three-year deposit interest rate was reduced by one percentage point to 6.5 percent.

At the same time, the floating range of deposit interest rates for financial institutions was increased from 1.2 times the benchmark interest rate to 1.3 times.

Italy, Milan.

The sun is shining and the weather is fine.

On the bustling streets, the traffic and the flow of people come and go, witnessing the prosperity and hustle and bustle of this second largest city in Italy.

The combination of historic buildings and modern styles makes people clearly feel the splendor and grandeur of this city.

"Claudia. Who is it, which bastard."

"You tell me who he is."

At the bustling intersection of the city, a handsome young man in a suit, leather shoes and tie stretched out his arms to stop in front of a cold-tempered blond girl wearing a red winter skirt, his face a little savage and crazy.

But Claudia Katina, who was stopped, seemed to be unable to see the jealousy and love of the man's face, but spit out a few words.

"Vicio. Don't think I dare not kill you. If you dare to stop me again, I will let people go to heaven."

An abnormal blush appeared on Paul Bicio's face.

Everyone knows that he likes Claudia Katina, but this **** woman doesn't know when she actually had someone else's child.

For a man, this is undoubtedly a huge shame. Every time he meets with friends, Paul Bisio seems to feel that others are laughing at him.

look.

Your saint, would rather have children with others than give you a chance.

Visio, you are a waste. You can get the woman you like. You can only watch her give birth to someone else.

Envy and anger almost burned Bi Paulo Visio's sanity.

He roared with a grim look: "Who is he, I will kill him, and I will cut him off."

Claudia Katina showed a deep disdain on her face, as if she was looking at a disgusting fly: "You? Even your father has only surrender under his leather shoes."

Paul Visio was thoroughly stimulated.

When Claudia Katina was crowned, she was destined to be unable, no, no more man in this life. UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com

No matter who that man is, she must be loyal to him.

This is the honor and tradition that the Italian family must guarantee.

In other words, Claudia Katina, who is now pregnant, has no chance again.

But such a wild man who didn't know where to jump out actually said that his father had to surrender in front of him.

"Hahaha—"

Paul Visio laughed wildly. He pointed to Claudia Katina's delicate face, which had become slightly fatter because of pregnancy, and cursed: "Katinna, you **** bitch. I will let you know. The price of offending the Bisio family. Isn't your man very powerful? I will let you know what confession is, and I want you men and women to kneel on the ground and beg me for mercy."

Claudia Katina's eyes became cold in an instant, her pupils narrowed, and she stared at Paul Visio's crazy smiling face.

But at this moment, she felt a slight pain in her stomach, and she seemed to be kicked by something.

The female instinct can make her suppress the murderous in her heart, she subconsciously touched her belly and said: "If you want the Visio family to disappear from the world forever, then go to war."

"You bitch, you **** bitch. Wait for me, I will let you kneel in front of me and lick me...Come and beg me, forgive me...ah...ah... ...."

Paul Visio screamed frantically, but suddenly a cloud of blood spattered on his knees, and fell to the ground with a scream. And in Claudia Katina's hands, a silver desert eagle is exuding fiery heat.

"If I hear your **** again, then go to hell!"

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