This Game is Too Real - Chapter 535 each has its own madness

"Dear listeners and friends, I am your dearest Mr. House! It's finally snowing today. Praise the first snow of the year, don't you think it looks like a dancing girl? Although this year is a warm winter, it's worth enjoying the snow. Don't forget to wear more clothes when you are there, and I sincerely wish the listeners and friends good health."

"In addition, for the sake of everyone's health and to stay away from diabetes and obesity, Weijia's Good Taste Food Processing Factory has enriched the product range and launched an additional nutritional paste that is healthier, more nutritious and tastes better. You will soon Saw it on the shelf—"

  The glib voice of the male duck passed through the sparse crowd and echoed repeatedly in the street, blowing from the bustling block to the impoverished, cluttered and crowded alleys.

  Sberg closed the repaired wooden window to let the windy and snowy voice leak in a little bit, then took a breath and rubbed his frozen hands, and took out a warm letter from his bosom.

   These days, he would go around the alliance's embassy every day.

  Although I didn’t have much hope at first, I didn’t expect that “Survivor Daily” really wrote back to him!

   took out the white letter paper from a neat and tidy envelope, a chip slid out immediately, and fell on the table with a clang, which startled Sberg.

  Especially when he saw the face value of 100, his eyes almost bulged.

   One hundred chips!

  He worked **** the assembly line, and only 120 chips a month!

   This month is still an IOU!

  The newspaper office of the alliance is so generous!

   Carefully hid the chips in the drawer of the wooden table, Sberg swallowed excitedly, and couldn't wait to unfold the white letter.

The    letter was neatly handwritten, quite different from his crooked words.

   Skipping the content of the main text, Sberg glanced at the name of the inscription, and found that the person who wrote the letter turned out to be the editor-in-chief of "Survivor Daily"!

   In an instant, his face was flushed red, and his breathing was rapid.

  【Dear Mr. Sperger, we have read your manuscript and tried to recycle the unfinished manuscript, and we all agreed that it is indeed a wonderful story. It broke at the right place, and you connected it at the right place, which the original author never imagined... He actually didn't know how to write it himself, but you figured it out for him. 】

   [Considering the space problem, we intend to follow your example and add some sub-issues to the Daily Survivor, and publish Bohr's story in the Worker, with only a small excerpt from the main issue as propaganda. I think that's a really great idea for people to see more of what's happening that they care about. However, considering that our readers have not read the previous article, we plan to serialize the first thirty chapters in thirty issues, and then publish the collection and update the follow-up parts you wrote. 】

  【We regret that the former author of Boer's story has gone to Luoxia Province. He supports your continuation, but does not want to recall the past of Boulder City. Fortunately, Miss Dolly, who used to be a reporter for the Boulder Survivor Daily, is willing to serve as the editor of the book, and you can communicate with her in subsequent manuscripts. 】

[The 100 chips attached to the letter are part of the manuscript fee in advance. It stands to reason that we should pay you after the publication with reference to the sales volume and readers' opinions, but we agreed that it would be better to pay some money in advance, so that you can We don't have to write stories in old newspapers, and we work together more efficiently. 】

[…By the way, our manager appreciates your work very much, and he happily said that if you have time to come to Dawn City, please be sure to visit him, he can let you try on the power armor, so that you can study how Beat it hard, if it helps your writing. 】

  Sperger blushed.

  The big horned deer **** is above, he never thought about defeating the power armor of the alliance, let alone plotting against the managers!

   Besides, this is also the story of Boulder City. There is no alliance at all in the book, only a few vague references to the survivors in the northern suburbs.

but…

   That generous invitation made his eyes heat up, and his eyes turned red and red.

   He knows himself very well, he is undoubtedly a humble little guy, even Kent, who works on an assembly line, dares to spit on him recklessly.

   However, the man who even the Governor of Malvern had to take seriously, read his words carefully, and even invited him to be a guest...

   He is a coward who is afraid of death and pain. If he can survive, he will never take a step out of the giant rock city, and he will not dare to look directly at any wasteland.

   But if it was that man…

   He was even willing to die for him!

  I hurriedly fetched an old newspaper, and Sberg tore off the blanks on the edge, grabbed the pen that frequently broke ink, and wrote on it seriously.

"The title is a misunderstanding! It's just because everyone in the workers' union is very curious about how the Awakened can defeat the power armor, so I just wrote it on the title as a gimmick. In the final battle I imagined, it will Wearing it on a wicked centurion... it's definitely not meant to offend any of you!"

"Thank you, and the gentleman for your kindness and kindness, but I still have to read Bol's follow-up to everyone in the workers' union. But when this winter is over, I will definitely save some travel expenses and go to your place. …”

When    wrote this, Sberg paused for a while, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he added a line at the end.

"...In addition, can you send a copy of your workers' newspaper in the reply? The fee will be deducted from my next draft fee. The workers of the workers' union also want to review the previous stories. The old newspapers we have sorted out are good. I can't get a few together. Recently, workers from other factories have joined us. I want to read some of the things that are happening in the wasteland to them."

   He folded the note carefully, stuffed it into the safest pocket of his clothes, then pushed the chair away and quickly ran out the door.

   But after a while, he ran back from outside as if he had forgotten something, picked up the letter on the table and stuffed it into his pocket.

   He intends to give this letter back to the fellow workers in the workers' union.

   There are still people who care about them in this wasteland!

   Thinking of this, Sberg felt a warm feeling in his heart.

   This winter may not be too cold…

  …

   Just as Sberg hurriedly left the leaky house and headed towards the Alliance embassy, ​​a businessman from the Alliance passed him by and went in the opposite direction to where he usually went to work.

   To be precise, it is the next door to the Good Taste Food Processing Factory - the Lida Infinity Steel Plant.

  This steel factory is somewhat famous in Boulder City, but the owner's name is very popular, Fred. To keep himself from looking so plain, he always wears a tall top hat and a gold-rimmed monocle on the bridge of his nose, although he hardly reads and is not nearsighted at all.

He doesn't want to stand in front of his factory on weekdays. Dirty things coming out of the chimney will stain his leather shoes. His office is on a street a little bit closer to the inner city, where the streets are more tidy and people's Conversation is also more decent.

   But today is an exception.

  The distinguished guests from the Alliance took a fancy to his machines that had fallen into dust.

   Not to mention that the shoes are stained with dust, as long as the equipment worth tens of millions of chips can be sold, it is not impossible for him to lick the shoes of the distinguished guest.

   "Haha, welcome! Friends from the alliance." Looking at the distinguished guests who appeared at the door, Fred's face was full of smiles.

  Sun Shiqi stepped forward, shook his hand and said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you!"

The    Alliance recently wanted to build a batch of apartment buildings built with reinforced concrete prefabricated panels. I heard that they can quickly build a building like building blocks.

   A number of iron-clad houses were produced in Dawn City before, but that kind of prefab house is only suitable for summer, and it can be used as a freezer in the cold winter.

   He wasn't interested in what the Alliance built those houses for, but he was quite interested in the generous project money.

   In particular, the alliance's series of financial plans made him see an extremely broad market prospect.

   So he planned to increase the output of the steel plant. He happened to hear that there was a boss in Boulder City who was selling equipment, so he came over to take a look.

  Fred patted his arm enthusiastically and made a gesture of please, like an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

   "...Me too, nice to meet you! Haha, to be honest, I like to make friends with people from the Alliance the most, and it's always a pleasure to do business with you... But it's very dark here, let's go inside and talk about it."

  Sun Shiqi smiled and nodded.

   "You're welcome, take me to the factory first... I want to visit your equipment, which is also convenient for me to make a reasonable quotation."

   "No problem!" Fred nodded happily and took him to the largest and only operating plant of the steel plant.

   Sun Shiqi was quietly observing along the way.

   This steel factory, called Infinite Power, is indeed very large in scale and has a very imposing architecture, which is in stark contrast to the dirty and cluttered residential area next door.

   The tall chimney almost passed through the top of the giant wall, blowing a large swath of haze out of the giant wall, slowly merging into the grey-green spore cloud wriggling in the Second Ring Road. The wide factory building was like a giant's house. It blocked the chaotic overlooking with a large hand. The towering stove and the hot molten iron made Sun Shiqi unable to take his eyes off.

   He felt like a mouse that had never seen the world, and accidentally fell into the giant's kitchen.

  Whether it is those skilled workers, or those majestic machine giants, or even the wrenches and files that were randomly thrown into the wooden box and were covered with pulp, they were all priceless treasures in his eyes.

   Are those noble men pigs?

   They have the heart to starve those who should least be hungry.

   But when he thought that he would soon become the owner of this place, at least part of the equipment, Sun Shiqi's breathing could not help but quicken.

   Praise the noble master!

  The crystallization of the sweat and wisdom of countless generations of survivors is now only sold for 50 million chips!

   And the price can be negotiated!

Of course he can't come up with 50 million chips, but as long as he uses his factory in the alliance as collateral, and there is a written transaction contract, the bank of the alliance can lend him the acquisition money... and the most ironic thing is that this money In fact, the nobles of Boulder City lent it to the Alliance at an interest of less than 5%.

   did not write that greedy gaze on his face, Sun Shiqi simply nodded.

   "Not bad... It's just too hot, let's go out for a walk."

   Fred said politely.

   "No problem! In fact, if you didn't want to see it, I wouldn't have brought you here... This is not the place for us people to come."

   As he walked out with the boss, he eloquently introduced the business of his own steel plant, describing the broad industry prospects that he himself did not believe in.

   And it was only then that Sun Shiqi knew that this powerful steel factory was actually one of the suppliers of the giant stone military industry!

   Before the start of the Alliance's expedition, this steel factory mainly supplied the steel ballistic lining of the exoskeleton and the structural parts of some large equipment for the Boulder military industry.

   After the Alliance's war machine was launched, his number one customer became the Alliance's construction company, which made a lot of money by exporting rebar.

   It stands to reason that the alliance has approved a series of infrastructure plans, and his business should be more prosperous, but the situation is quite the opposite.

   The alliance's infrastructure plan was formulated to help the alliance's steel industry transform from military to civilian use. The new infrastructure plan clearly stated in the tender that priority should be given to companies that use local building materials if the cost difference is not large.

   In fact, even if there is no such regulation, it would be very difficult for Li Dawu Iron and Steel Plant to participate.

   And there is no other reason, just in the word cost!

   Due to higher and higher inflation, they no longer have a cost advantage!

   Union Bank is very cunning. They refuse to change the obviously outdated exchange rate, and insist on 2 silver coins for 1 chip "actually worth 0.5~0.2 silver coins".

   Of course they have the right to decide how many silver coins they sell for their chips, but this exchange rate is obviously deceiving fools, and it is well known that bullying fools is immoral.

   To put it bluntly, since the cost of industrial products priced in chips was lower and the exchange rate inversion was not so obvious, most of the things that the alliance could not produce would be imported from Boulder City.

   But now, due to the rise in the price of raw materials denominated in chips, the price of industrial products in Boulder City has to expand, so the profit from imports is gradually diluted.

  If what Boulder produces is a key part that the Alliance cannot produce, then the Alliance is undoubtedly digging its own grave.

   But sadly, at least the rebar used to hold the cement is not that kind of thing.

  In the past, the steel production capacity of the alliance was used on the armor and tracks of the tanks. Now that the battle is over, those people are freed up.

   This account naturally has to be recalculated...

   took Sun Shiqi to the outside, Fred respectfully took out a cigarette and lit it for him, then looked at the lively factory area and said.

   "The economy here has recovered recently, and things are getting brighter."

  Sun Shiqi casually followed his words and said.

   "How do you see it?"

   "Busy is the best indicator," Fred continued with a smile. "As long as those slackers are busy, things will get better."

   "Busy but poor, this is actually not a good sign," Sun Shiqi narrowed his eyes, looked at the poor ghosts soaking in the smoke, and rarely said a word of conscience, "I don't think they have much oil and water."

"Because there is no oil and water, they will work harder," Fred said with a smile, standing side by side with the boss from the league, "and you can't always stare at the poor Ghosts, you can only feel the prosperity of this settlement when you walk on the street at night."

   "Like the street at the Queen of the Night Bar?"

"It's not just there," Fred circled in the air with a cigarette butt, "the circle around the inner city is… my friend, you can't come around the industrial zone at night, can you? A poor man with cigarette butts, and a lunatic who drank bad wine."

   Even if he brought a bodyguard, he didn't dare to dig into the alley. God knows what dirty things are in it.

  Sun Shiqi gave him a strange look.

   "But since you are about to recover, why are you in such a hurry to get rid of it?"

  Fred coughed and laughed.

   "It's not easy to set up a factory here. I used to be able to make some money, but now... Isn't there an easier and better way?"

"for example?"

   "Whether it's bonds or S coins, there are too many things to invest in without getting your shoes dirty," Fred said with a smile, "There are even more opportunities to make a fortune here than people!"

   There was a sentence he didn't tell the client.

  The reason why he reduced the weight of his assets was not only because of better investment channels, but also a series of reasons including rising raw material prices.

   He couldn't see the whole situation of the alliance, but it was obvious that iron ore and copper ore, which were valued in chips, became more and more expensive. Instead of processing it into a finished product, it is better to store it in the warehouse and wait for it to be sold to other idiots who set up factories next month.

   But now there are too many smart people, and there are not enough fools. More and more people find that they can get stuck on this "bug".

   He even heard recently that even the guy in the food business in Weijia has a warehouse of copper ore... What does this guy want to do?

  Fred vaguely felt that something was wrong. Although he couldn't see where the problem was, he suddenly found that he couldn't find a loser in the big casino, Boulder City.

   This is the scariest thing.

   So he immediately decided to be safe.

  You guys play, Grandpa doesn't play anymore!

   Just when Fred was thinking of Xiao Jiujiu, Sun Shiqi also had mixed feelings in his heart.

   He was not the first to come back to this place. When he used to do business in Honghe Town, the grocery market in Boulder City was his most frequent place.

  To say that there is a depression would definitely underestimate this place.

   Most of the survivors’ settlements in the wasteland have only two or three hundred households, which is also the result of a large number of high-tech products left before the war.

The meaning of   500,000 permanent residents in the wasteland is self-evident.

   In particular, there is no farmland or a mine in Boulder City, and all raw materials are obtained entirely through trade.

   Its industrialization rate and industrial profits are actually quite amazing.

   Just because there are no competitors and lack of motivation for industrial upgrading, there will be some strange situations here.

   For example, a nutritional paste processing factory uses the most advanced filters equipped with polymer ultrafiltration membranes, but the assembly line relies on manpower.

  Sun Shiqi doesn't know what these people think, but it may be just like they don't understand themselves - why do they have to choose the one that looks the most stupid when there is a cheaper way.

   However, he now somewhat understands the manager who used to frighten him.

   Some costs are invisible.

   This is like a war without gunpowder.

  If the alliance took a critical step wrong in a certain link, maybe the person who sold the production materials at a low price with a flattering smile was himself.

he knows.

   In essence, he and this Mr. Fred are actually the same kind of people. After all, when the Alliance shorted the copper mine, he abandoned Honghe Town without hesitation.

   "...50 million chips is a reasonable price. If you are satisfied, we can sign the contract in two days, and I will be responsible for arranging for people to transport things away."

  Although it may be cheaper to wait, Sun Shiqi is worried that other companies in the alliance, like himself, are eyeing this high-quality asset.

   When Fred heard this, he immediately made a decision.

   "No problem! Boss Sun is a cheerful person... However, I recently took a fancy to an investment project in Dawn City. Can some of the funds be paid with silver coins?"

  I didn't expect the second half of his sentence, Sun Shiqi was slightly stunned, put away the smile he just showed, and asked with a frown.

"What's the meaning."

"Hey, literally," Fred lowered his voice and said slowly, pulling the lavish boss aside, "For example, on the book...you give me 40 million chips. This price is a bit cheaper, but It’s definitely not a cheap sale. And the remaining 10 million chips are converted into 10 million silver coins, you can transfer it to my account in the alliance or give me cash!”

   Hearing this sentence, Sun Shiqi suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Fred in surprise.

   Good guy.

   Is this going to pit its own shareholders? !

   As a law-abiding citizen of the Alliance, of course he has no interest in arguing for the shareholders of Boulder City, but the proposal to exchange 10 million chips for 10 million silver coins made him frown.

   "10 million chips are not worth 10 million silver coins. I can't accept this offer."

  Fred was not in a hurry, but was overjoyed.

   The only thing that is not acceptable is the offer.

   In other words, this matter can be discussed!

   He immediately made a pleasing smile and said graciously.

   "It's okay we can talk... How much can you accept?"

  Sun Shiqi raised an index finger.

"one million."

"One million?!" Fred's eyes widened, and he almost couldn't control his voice, "No! Too little! Your official exchange rate is 1:2, I'll give you a 1:1 discount is enough. It's gone!"

   Seeing this guy's poor acting skills, Sun Shiqi coughed lightly.

   "Don't play stupid, that thing... do you believe it yourself?"

  Fred blushed, gritted his teeth, and gestured with five fingers.

   "Five... five million no! Three million! How about two million silver coins? It can't be less! Even if it's a black market, it's 1:5!"

   This is true.

   Looking at the remaining **** and the bitter gourd-like face, Sun Shiqi finally couldn't resist the temptation and nodded slowly.

"Row."

   After all, he didn't want to make his company's debt too high, and borrowing money from Union Bank was not without cost.

   It's just that these two million silver coins can't go to the public account, they have to be withdrawn from their own savings, and they can't borrow from the bank, which still makes Sun Shiqi a little bit painful.

  The purchasing power of silver coins is much stronger than chips!

   Seeing the boss from the Alliance nodded, Fred finally showed a cheerful smile on his face, and immediately reached out and hooked his shoulder.

   "Thank you for your understanding! We may have a lot of opportunities to cooperate in the future... Let's have a meal together at night. I heard that the nightlife in the league is only beer and fireworks."

   "We don't actually set off fireworks every day, and it's not just beer." Sun Shiqi retorted subconsciously.

   He regarded himself as a member of the alliance a long time ago, and naturally he would not allow others to arrange them indiscriminately.

"I know, but you definitely don't have that," Fred smiled and gave him a look that a man could understand, "At the Queen of the Night, most people can only stand under the stage and watch, but as long as they have chips , you can invite the dancers into the box, and only perform for you. I just have a black card here, which can take you into the VIP box that ordinary rich people can't enter. You can never imagine the fun inside. "

  Sun Shiqi instantly understood what he meant, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

   "Is it really just a show?"

   Seeing the customer's expression of interest, Fred said with a laugh.

   "Of course! And there are so many shows! You're the boss from the Alliance, and the girls there will love you! If you tip in silver, they'll love you!"

  Sun Shiqi teased.

   "I thought they would call me a hillbilly."

  Fred waved his hand.

   "It must have been a long time ago. There are only things you can't think of here, and there's nothing you can't buy."

  Sun Shiqi wanted to refuse.

   But the legs do not listen to him.

   He admitted that he was a vulgar person, unlike the residents of the refuge, so he would probably never become a resident of the refuge for the rest of his life, and it was no wonder that the reserved girl never opened her heart to him.

   It would be nice if the alliance could be a little more free.

  It is best to be as free as Boulder City, as long as you have chips, you can do whatever you want.

   But presumably Vault 404 would not agree, and neither would their managers.

   After all, that person said it unequivocally - the currency of the Alliance can buy everything, but no currency is allowed to trade honor and dignity.

but…

   This is actually not bad.

  No matter how fun you are, you won't like to bring bad things home. The wasteland is so big, it's too easy to find a **** hole.

   Looking at Fred's flattering smile, the corners of Sun Shiqi's mouth couldn't help but twitch into a smile.

  Since this gentleman has warmly invited him.

   Then, before this giant whale falls to the bottom of the sea, enjoy its plump flesh and blood...

  …

   It's not just the Powerful Infinity Steel Plant that is "promoting", the alliance's first batch of chip-denominated bonds has reached a scale of 3 billion, and then it has opened up the sales channels of the Boulder City Bank.

  The bubble squeezed by financial instruments was like a collapsing flash flood, surging towards the factory owners of Boulder City.

   This is a "wave" that is more terrifying than a wave.

High-quality production materials have been labeled with bad labels, and the sweet stuff has become a **** that people can't avoid - because there are more fragrant things in front of everyone, and the bitterness after sweetness is not. So easy to spot.

   In this feast in the name of prosperity, some people cried, and some people laughed wildly... For example, Sid, there is no doubt that it is the latter.

   He can be said to be the biggest winner in this game. He cashed out early with his chips, and was naturally the one who laughed the happiest.

   But when he saw that the trading price of bonds in the secondary market kept rising, his smiling face gradually collapsed.

   Staring at the palm-sized trader, Sid bit his thumb nail and suddenly cursed.

   "Tsk... that cheap Vijay shit!"

   Seeing her husband's displeased expression, Bonnie sat beside him and asked him with concern.

   "What's the matter dear...Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, dear," gave his wife a gentle smile, and Sid's face regained its former elegance, "just a small thing... The bond I sold to Vija has gone up a little, and he should Give me twenty million."

  Although he had no idea about money, Bonnie couldn't help but scold him.

   "You...you have to let that Weijia make some money, otherwise, how could he work so hard to help our family make money? Don't ask him for the 20 million, it's not decent to ask for money."

   "You're right, dear... I'm greedy." Sid rolled his eyes, thinking that his wife was right.

   He almost forgot his ancestral teachings.

  The greedy hyena will be choked to death by the bones, and the win-win business can last for a long time. After the owner finished eating the meat, he had to cut the dog's bones.

  Weijia, is an old dog, he should earn a little bit.

   But looking at the fluctuating line, Sid couldn't help itching, and wanted to buy a little bit back... After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this up and down line is generally rising.

  As long as the interest rate is not equal to the redemption rate, there is room for arbitrage.

  Bonnie went to get dressed up. In the afternoon, she and her sisters were going to the boutique beauty salon in the inner city to maintain their skin. Sid was not interested in that kind of thing, and was staring at the palm-sized monitor.

  Although the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he was, he was still curious about what the bond would rise to.

   Coincidentally, at this time, his youngest son Kumit came back from outside, and sneered when he saw the trader in his hand.

   "You're boring."

   Sid glanced at the dog thing.

   "You **** knows shit!"

  Kumite sat next to his father with a smile on his face, and couldn't wait for him to take out the little ink in his stomach and show it off.

"I heard my buddy Ji Xiu talk about bonds. This is not a rare thing. A ten-year bond with a face value of 100 has 140 chips even if it goes up to the sky, right? It's impossible to increase the interest and principal for ten years. Is it expensive to get up?"

There is really nothing wrong with this statement    without taking into account the transaction premium generated by the tax avoidance value.

   Sid gave his son a surprised look.

   "Hey... You kid knows Doha quite a bit, was that Gishio telling you?"

  The original maximum is 140.

The    puzzle was revealed, and he instantly lost interest in the trader on his opponent.

   Kumit raised his nose proudly.

   "Of course! As I said, my buddy learned a little something, and this time he's planning to do something big when he comes back!"

  Geith had drawn him that huge blueprint, the issuance of S coins was only to raise funds for that blueprint, and the results of the birth of that blueprint would pay off all the rewards, and the Boulder City would also move towards greater prosperity.

   Sid laughed and pouted.

   He could have heard Malvern say that he slapped that kid in the house hard, just because that Geishu didn't say hello and ran back, and said a bunch of shit.

   As a place to relax on vacation, Ideal City is really good.

   But turning Boulder into that kind of place, he didn't think for a second.

   "Big business, what a big business?"

   Kumit said proudly.

   "He plans to build another outer city in the outer city!"

   "Pfft hahaha!" Sid's tears were almost squeezed out of his laugh, and he continued to tease, "Then what? What's the use?"

"Then we will issue a new currency in the outer city, a currency that everyone can benefit from! Like the ideal city, it is a kind of Cr-like thing," Kumit said smugly, "in order to achieve this The goal, he specially built the algorithm framework with the technology of Ideal City, and made transaction contracts and electronic certificates, the appreciation of this currency is completely controllable, and any messy copper ups and downs can be resolved!"

   Sid pouted in disdain.

  New currency?

   This is not funny!

The reason why    chips can become chips is that the power of the entire inner city endorses it, and even a few hairy boys dare to say that they issue new chips.

  What if this is just a joke?

   Sid doesn't really care. Playing the house is better than killing people and setting fires. If you don't find something for these bear children, you can't let them mess around outside.

   However, Kumit's next sentence almost prevented him from choking to death by spittle.

   "...The 100,000 S coins I hold now are already worth 5 million chips!"

   "Cough—!"

   After a violent cough, Sid stood up and stared at his son, "Five million? You son of a bitch! Tell me where you got the five million!"

   He remembered it very clearly, he only gave this kid two million last time!

   What he hates most is stealing money!

   Especially stealing family money!

   Seeing the fierce expression on his father's face, Kumit shrank his neck in fright, and explained quickly.

   "Yes, I earned it myself! Look!"

   said, he quickly took out the transaction device and handed it to the old man who had misunderstood him.

   Sid took the trader, glanced at it and was stunned, his brows twisted into twine.

   "What the **** is this?"

  This line…

   Why do you feel a little familiar?

   However, the ups and downs are too exaggerated. Although the general trend is upward, it is heart-wrenching.

   "S Coin." Kumit confessed honestly.

"What?"

"It's the credit currency I'm talking about," Kumit swallowed when he saw his father's bewildered face, and quickly explained, "In the past, one chip could be exchanged for one S coin, but now we have fired it to 1 to 50. ... 100,000 S coins, isn't it five million?"

   Sid was even more confused after hearing this.

   If the price of silver coins goes up one day, he can understand, but why does the S coin go up?

   And one S coin can be exchanged for 50 chips…

   However, what is in front of you is the truth.

   And this increase looks interesting too.

The   100 face value of chips will only rise to 140, but there is no upper limit to the increase of S coins. Isn't that pulling up at will?

   No wonder his son despised the toy in his hand... and the increase in this S coin, isn't the "stable as an old dog" bond a toy?

  Sid touched his chin, thinking in his heart, and said something casually, intentionally or not.

   "Then the transaction contract and the algorithm certificate... Forget it, I don't understand you young people, just tell me, how the **** does this work?"

   "As long as you have an account at the Boulder City Bank, you can buy it with your fingers..." Kumit looked at his father carefully, observing his expression, "Dad? Do you want to play?"

   If his dad was willing to join them, the plate could be made even bigger.

  Geith tried to convince his father, Governor Malvern, but unfortunately he was locked in a small dark room again.

   "...I can only say that this thing is a bit interesting."

   Sid was embarrassed to directly say that he was tempted. After all, making money in person in the inner city is a disgraceful thing. Even if he wants to buy it, he can't do it in front of his family.

  Kumite didn't care about being decent or not. Seeing his father's heartbeat, he jumped up from the sofa and said with a smile.

   "Dad! It's easy to say! Didn't I borrow 2 million from you at the beginning? I have borrowed and repaid it, and I will pay you back... How about 40,000 S coins? You can withdraw cash anytime you want to play, and it will be credited to your account in seconds!"

  Sid became unhappy when he heard this, and slapped the dog on the back of the head.

   "What have you borrowed and returned? Did you tell me this?"

   Looking at his aggrieved son, he didn't want to discourage his son from doing business, and then said in a relaxed tone.

   "You go to the housekeeper and get... 5 million chips, just take it as a practice."

   Hearing that his father supported his career so much, Kumit was immediately excited.

   He climbed off the sofa and looked at his father solemnly.

   "Dad! I won't say anything if I see it outside... I will definitely live up to your expectations! For these five million chips, I will definitely turn it into ten million - no, bring back one hundred million!"

   Looking at his grateful son, Sid nodded approvingly.

good.

   As expected of his own species.

   This high-spirited young man looks a little like when he was young.

   "It's good."

   stood up and patted Kumit on the shoulder, Sid said earnestly.

   "Let go and do it, your father will always be your backing."

   Kumit clenched his fists excitedly.

   "Thanks, Dad!"

   The man spit a nail.

  Although he knew that the old man despised the little money, Kumit still forced him a new transaction device, and then transferred 40,000 S coins to his account in front of him.

"There is a one-to-one correspondence between the trader and the account number, and the key is stored in it. You must protect it. If you lose it, it will be very troublesome to find it! Also, when you sell, you must control the quantity, and don't hang too much at one time. , you must discuss with me if you sell more than 1,000 pieces!" Kumit said, staring at his father seriously.

   Seeing his son's mother-in-law's instructions, Sid waved his hand impatiently.

   "Okay, I see, don't bother me with this little money."

   kicked his son out of the house.

   Sid stared at the trading machine for a while, and finally couldn't help itching in his heart. He called over the maid who had been serving his wife and combed her hair, and threw the trading machine into her hands.

   The young and beautiful maid looked at Sid tremblingly and asked cautiously.

   "...Master? What are your orders?"

   "Enter your bank card number." Sid said commandingly.

  The maid didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately complied. Then, under Sid's order, she pressed a 100 to enter and clicked the sell button.

  The maid looked at Sid blankly, not knowing what happened.

   "Master?"

   Sid waited for a while and continued patiently.

   "You call the secretary in Malvern from your home phone, check the amount on your card, and say I asked you to check."

  Although the maid was confused, she went to the next room as she did. After a while, there was an exclamation from inside, and then the phone fell to the ground with a bang.

  Sid heard the voice, stood up immediately, walked in quickly, and saw the maid lying on the ground hurriedly picking up the phone.

   had already guessed something from the expression on her face, but he still wanted to hear her say it himself, so he asked excitedly.

   "How is it? How much is the extra card?"

   The maid said with trembling lips.

   "...five thousand."

   Five thousand chips!

  Forty or fifty workers worked for a month to earn this money.

   She didn't understand why the master suddenly rewarded herself with so much money, and now she didn't know what to do.

  Sid's eyes flashed with excitement.

   Can actually withdraw cash!

   That dog son is really promising!

  Money is the best stimulant. He had no sexuality, but his eyes suddenly fell on the maid in front of him.

   There was a twisted kindness on that sullen face.

   "That's what I rewarded you with. You can just hold the flower, I won't take it away."

   The maid breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

   "Thank you sir..."

   Sid nodded in satisfaction.

   "Speaking of which, don't you have a boyfriend? I see you often write to him."

   That bright smile raised a little nervousness.

"Yes…"

   Carelessly placed his hand on her waist, Sid said in a chatty tone while admiring the young and beautiful face.

"That guy is pretty good, I'm very optimistic about the future of Boulder City Bank, and Malvern is also an old friend of mine, I'll let him take care of him... Haha, it's too far, but speaking of it, you guys are not too young, too. Time to think about a wedding? Or use the money."

   He liked her reaction.

   Usually only new girls will show such an expression. After a long time, they will be no different from those rouge vulgar fans outside, no matter how beautiful they are.

   He's not that hairy kid from Kumit, he's long past the age where he doesn't want to eat meat and vegetables, and he needs a little stimulation to respond.

   The maid bit her lip lightly, her face paled slightly, and she said in a pleading voice with the last restraint.

   "...this is the lady's room."

   But she didn't expect it.

   This match did not drive the jackal away, but lit the wood stack.

   Sid grinned and slammed the door shut.

   "That's not good!"