Vol 5 Chapter 64: Pick up the persimmons softly

"Qiushan-kun, you are necrotic, bullying me again!"
An Huimei Tomoko was ashamed and angry, and punched Shen Jiannan with her fists.
She was also caught in an evil spirit, and she would actually believe in lies, thinking she would grow up like Mario after eating mushrooms.
result......
"Haha, I didn't bully you. It's all mushrooms. Why are you hitting me."
"Just hit you, kill you. Big villain."
An Hui Michiko refused to give up, and beat Shen Jiannan hard.
Unfortunately, this can only feast the eyes of the latter for no reason. The angle is just right. A large sacred mountain blooming in the morning comes into view from the collar of the pajamas, making people feel the vigor of the morning.
Also, this girl is seventeen years old this year, and she has been taken care of several times in a year, and her scale has naturally developed rapidly.
No wonder it's getting a little bit brainless...
After playing around, An Hui Michiko shrank in Shen Jiannan's arms like a baby silkworm. She found that every time she stuck with Shen Jiannan, she felt that her skin was hydrated, which was very comfortable.
As a big man, Shen Jiannan also likes this feeling.
It's not about love.
In the financial industry, after a long time, everything is data.
Even personality is data.
When to be angry, when to be happy, and when to think.
In the digital thinking, cold and no temperature, sometimes people can't help but wonder if everything is data.
But Michiko An Hui is different. The longing, expectation and innocence in those jet-black eyes are like a ray of light in the dark, which makes one feel warm, wants to destroy and wants to care.
"Qiu Shanjiang. I should be in my third year of high school next semester."
"Hmm. Did any classmate bully you at school? Tell me if you have, I call him out and beat him to death.
"No. There are children who help me, and other students dare not bully me."
"Who is the child?"
"The new classmate I met this year. She is fierce."
"Are you fiercer than you?"
"When was I fierce?"
"Hey..."
"Hate! Qiu Shanchan, it's time to get up, you see the sun is basking."
"Why, I'm hungry."
"A lot. People will laugh."
"Who dares to laugh at my Michiko. I killed him."
"Hmph. So domineering! Unreasonable."
"I'm so good, why should I be reasonable? By the way, my family Michiko is so beautiful and so fierce, there must be many boys pursuing it."
"Nothing."
"Really?"
"..."
"Ok?"
"A classmate confessed to me, but I told him that I already have a boyfriend."
"..."
"Qiu Shanchan, are you angry? I don't like him at all."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Then do you like me?"
"Ok!"
"what do you like?"
"..."
Handsome?
Still laughing?
Still bad?
They all seem to like it.
An Hui Michiko blinked, and knew how to answer without seeing it.
"Do you like it?"
"Hate. People are not that kind of girl anymore."
"Really don't like it?"
"..."
"Ok?"
"..."
"Huh? Do you like it? Say it quickly."
"Yes, I like it......"
"..."
Finally, without knowing the number of poles in the sun, Shen Jiannan got up from the bed.
The huge villa was quiet, An Hui Hao and his party went to Armani to finalize the details of the contract.
When I got up, I was busy working for a while. I was already hungry. I said hello to the hotel and ordered a good meal. The lunch I had already prepared was delivered immediately. Pizza, matsutake, noodles, grilled fish, steak, lamb... Fruits and vegetables adorned with meat dishes, the green, red and green look very comfortable.
It was probably the first time I came to Italy, and I was a little curious about the food features here, and Michiko Anhui's face was full of eagerness and expectation.
"I'm gonna start now!"
She habitually expressed her devotion to food. She quickly picked up the knife and fork on the table and dealt with the food on the plate.
The result is disappointing.
Seeing An Hui Michiko's expression from eager to try, full of expectation to such an expression, Shen Jiannan couldn't help but smile.
"Is it bad taste?"
"not bad!"
"Is that so-so?"
Commenting on the quality of other people's food, how hurtful, and quietly glanced at the waiter standing not far away, Michiko Anhui suppressed the voice to the lowest.
"This is simply a waste of food. They are all such excellent ingredients..."
Shen Jiannan was amused by the subtle tone and expression of Michiko An Hui. If it tastes bad, then it tastes bad, so implicit.
But he also agrees with this.
Although Italian dishes are known as European court dishes, the taste, let alone the Chinese dishes, is far worse than Japanese dishes and pasta, both in terms of taste and workmanship.
"Haha. I also find it awful. Let's just do it. Italy is already considered good. When I return to Asia next time, I will take you to our Huaxia to eat the best ramen and scallion pancakes, which are better than theirs. Pizza is much better."
"Really?"
"When did I lie to you."
"Huh. I lied to me yesterday, so don't lie this time. Otherwise I will ignore you."
"..."
After lunch, while taking advantage of the break, Shen Jiannan picked up the super computing notebook specially customized by Kevin Mitnick.
Of course, so-called hypercomputing notebooks are actually that way.
The 512 megabytes of memory, 200G hard drive, and 200MHz Pentium processor are as low-level as they are low-level. In addition to being expensive, large, bulky, and heavy, they are nothing compared to later computers.
Fortunately, all kinds of software these years are not running very much. Although the configuration is garbage, it is still enough.
Plug in the phone line of the hotel as an excuse, open the trading software on the computer, and rows of beating numbers appear in front of you.
British pound/Deutsche mark, 2.8616. +1.01%
Deutsche Mark/Spanish Peseta 1218.8.-0.38%
Deutsche Mark/Italian Lira 890.205. -0.29%.
A very good start. It seems that the Bundesbank’s interest rate cut has greatly reduced the pressure on currency depreciation in other countries, and even the recent collapse of the lira has rebounded.
But what is the use of this.
Ignoring the Italian lira that the central bank had lost in underwear, Shen Jiannan picked up the mouse and clicked on the peseta chart.
The highest point peseta has depreciated to around 1265~EbookFREE.me~ and now it has risen to 1218, but the weekly pattern level looks very bad. A big weekly death star K-line form is almost like a target.
But the pound chart is going to be much more beautiful. A new week and a new start. If a daily-level rise pattern can be formed today, it will be very beneficial to the pound trend.
Shen Jiannan's eyes flashed involuntarily.
The British are known for their hard work, and they are ultimately an old capitalist country. They occupy a very important position in modern industrial history. They have a rich heritage and many colonies. God knows how much bargaining chips can be used in a crisis.
At least, according to the card, Britain can borrow tens of billions of pounds from the IMF without worrying about being taken over the economy.
Spain is different. Although it was once an empire that never sets in the sun, the indolence of the Spaniards is comparable to that of the French, and it has now completely declined.
Persimmons need to be soft, right?
What's more, if you want to provoke this fierce battle, how can you push other chess pieces if you don't eat the last flag on the southern European side?
"The Americans must have been eyeing this place long ago. The wisdom of the Jews is indeed not to be underestimated!"
Without standing on the chessboard, who would have thought that this game started many years ago, and the ultimate goal, apart from the hegemony of the US dollar, would anyone have thought of the massacre that happened fifty years ago? The reason is included.
After sighing inwardly, Shen Jiannan picked up the phone and dialed out.
"William. Before going to Africa, are you interested in taking a trip to Spain? I heard that the bullfighting town there is very interesting. Um... it’s very close to Africa. You can also go and get to know the black people first, so as to be a psychological ready."