Vol 3 Chapter 47: Empty glove grizzly (1)

Neuer Nickel Company.
A man of about 40 years old was holding a piece of securities in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot.
He thought that all this was caused by profiteers deliberately lowering prices, but he did not expect the reality to be so cruel. A ten thousand rouble securities is still a ten thousand rouble securities. But 10,000 rubles is no longer the previous 10,000 rubles.
Why is this world so absurd?
One dollar is worth two thousand rubles, and ten thousand rubles is five dollars.
There are more than 13,000 people in the factory, and 10,000 par value securities are given three dollars. Doesn't that mean that the total value of the company is only more than thirty thousand dollars.
"Banye, sell it. We can't beat them. Brothers have sold it. If we don't sell the securities in our hands, it will only become waste paper. For six thousand rubles, you can buy three catties of wine for a week."
"These bastards."
"What can we do. Sell it, it's better than being a piece of waste paper."
"..."
A two-story building near the Nickel Industry Company.
Fadriundanna was sipping fragrant coffee and playing novels with the secretary who came with him. His three-dimensional facial features showed unabashed indulgence. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his current life.
Boom!
There was a knock on the office door.
The blond secretary straightened his clothes and opened the door.
Two people, an old man about fifty years old and a middle-aged man who seems to have known each other.
Fadriundanna has a very good memory, and she recognizes the middle-aged man at the door as if he is called Banie.
However, there was no sign on his face.
People are sheep after all.
When everyone has made a choice, one or two people have no choice at all, or that their choice does not matter at all.
Standing up, finishing her wrinkled suit, Fadriundanna smiled her sincerest smile and asked them to sit down.
"Hi. Gentlemen. Is it necessary to sell securities? Cash transactions are not foolish."
"..."
Soon, the two came together and left together.
Fadriundanna took the securities that she received again in her hand and blew a loud whistle.
So far, more than 6,000 securities have been accepted, accounting for 55 percent of Neuer Nickel’s securities. Most of the tasks assigned by the boss have been completed.
Where can you celebrate tonight?
Fadriundanna thought to herself.
As a real banker, he knows how important it is to reward himself at work, so that he can keep enough energy to work every day.
Boom!
The office door rang again.
Fadriundanna closed the securities and shouted.
"Please come in."
It was not someone else, but the one who had accompanied Panye Chekov before.
Valentin Vasily Nika.
The temporary workers recruited by Fadriundanna at the Neuer Nickel Company, uh... can't be said to be temporary workers, but to be partners.
When the introducer sells a piece of securities, Valentin Vasily Nika can receive a commission.
Twenty-five rubles.
"Mr. Fadi."
Entering the door, Valentin Vasily Nika greeted him with a smile on his face, his eyesight looks very cute in contrast to his burly body.
Fadriundanna felt very interesting, took two hundred rubles from the drawer, and stood up.
"Zuoya. Pour a cup of coffee for Mr. Valentin."
Fadriundanna greeted her secretary, and handed the money in her hand to Valentin Vasily Nika, so that the wrinkles on his old face seemed to spread out a lot.
But then, Fadriundanna took another one thousand rubles from her purse, and solemnly placed it in Valentin Vasily Nika's hands.
Valentin Vasily Nika was a little puzzled and said at a loss.
"Mr. Fadi. This is..."
This is just waste paper.
Fadriundanna slandered 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."
One thousand rubles.
You can still buy half a catty of white wine and a few catties of bread.
Valentin Vasily Nika's old face showed gratitude, nothing compared to food.
"Thank you Mr. Fadi."
"..."
Soon, Valentin Vasily Nika left with a bunch of mellow coffee, Fadriundanna put a smile away, and looked at the tall and rickety back sarcastically.
"Zuoya. Wipe the place they just soiled. I hate the smell of poverty."
"..."
Is the world fair?
Fair.
If you have money, you can always buy things. Without money, you can't buy things.
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 simply wonderful to be able to participate in a banquet on such a night.
As the weather is clear and the temperature has recovered, if you meet someone you like at the banquet, you can find a place with no one to have an in-depth exchange.
Lion Garden, ball hall on the second floor.
The pure gold gramophone played a beautiful and crisp melody, and the singing voice was tactful, like a clever lark crying.
Dia touches ndsareagirl’s Bestfriends.
Marilyn Monroe's handed down song.
In the center of the banquet hall, accompanied by beautiful singing, men in tuxedos and bow ties and ladies in bright evening dresses danced together. The man put his arms around the woman’s waist, and the woman leaned on the man’s shoulders and looked at each other. , Laughing and communicating.
Like a hundred flowers in full bloom in the green leaves, colorful evening dresses of various colors, blooming with white and tender colors, people's eyes will always want to float around.
Compared with the romance of the dance party, it is also a visual feast.
In a remote corner of the ball hall, Shen Jiannan was tasting with a tall wine glass.
As far as he could see, the smooth and smooth enchanting blue and rosy red, wrapped in two figures with the tendency to rip out, it was almost difficult to look away.
Yulia Sidorov, Gina Kanowski.
The two of them were also holding wine glasses and looking at Shen Jiannan. They had different eyes, different faces, and different smiles. They seemed to be watching what choice Shen Jiannan would make.
The trio's eyes kept meeting, and they looked at each other with a smile.
Who will you invite first?
The brown eyes and the green eyes respectively sent the same signal.
It seems glamorous, but also seems to be setting up a problem.
This is indeed a difficult problem.
If you choose Yulia Sidorov first, you will surely offend Gina Karnoski, and if you choose Yulia Sidorov first, you will surely humiliate Yulia Sidorov?
How to do
Shen Jiannan shook the red wine in his hand, swallowed the wine in the glass, straightened his tuxedo, and strode towards the two of them.
Will he choose me first?
Yulia Sidorov and Gina Kanowski couldn't help thinking at the same time.
As a child of a political family, love also needs to take account of responsibilities. This is the responsibility that needs to be carried from the birth to enjoy the wealth that other people cannot enjoy.
The two cannot even fall in love, or date other boys, because before the current situation is determined, no one knows whether the other's bargaining chips are important enough, and before everything is decided, no one knows whether it will happen because of the faction issue. crisis.
Now, there is a turning point.
Young, handsome, handsome, tall, wealthy, but also very talented and temperamental, and represent powerful foreign capital, it is impossible to penetrate deeply into domestic politics.
Such men can only be met but cannot be expected. If there is something to do with each other~EbookFREE.me~, it will be the best result.
Unfortunately, whether it is Yulia Sidorov or Qina Kanowski, they know Shen Jiannan's life motto at all.
If you have the opportunity to choose all, who will do multiple choice questions?
The Kanowski family and the Sidorov family are the temporary victors in this battle. They need sufficient resources to continue their upward movement, and they cannot do without the support of capital.
Shen Jiannan knew this well.
As for status, as long as there is a relationship and enough capital, everything is not a problem.
Putting the transparent wine glass in his hand on the shelf, Shen Jiannan walked to Yulia and Qina. He bent down, stretched out his hands, and made the perfect invitation posture.
"Two beautiful ladies. Can you dance a dance with me?"