Chapter 468
Sophie walked out the door of the large living room, and saw Donnie, Abel's female bodyguard captain, who was ordered to guard here outside.
Sophie knew her, so she said:
"Ma'am, where is Abe Smith, I have something to ask him."
Looking at Sophie, who is wearing a nightgown, has a graceful figure and is extremely attractive to men.
Doni thought to herself that you are looking for your boss for something.
You are looking for...!
But the boss told Doni that Strawberry Hill was his playground when he was in England.
As long as he is in Strawberry Hill, there is no special urgent matter.
Then if his strawberry girls want to find him, he can take them there.
"BOSS is in the indoor swimming pool on the west side." Donnie said.
"Thanks."
Sophie thanked her and walked out. She wasn't afraid that she would be gone in her nightgown.
Because she knew that someone had already replaced all the bodyguards and servants in Strawberry Villa with women.
Only the outermost and most important places are the handles of the male bodyguards.
In the interior of Strawberry Villa, they don't even wear nightgowns anymore.
Even if you don't wear it, it won't be seen by men.
Oh, it's not impossible.
After all, there is still a man inside.
And Sophie is now going to find the only man in Strawberry Hill.
Passing through the beautiful, historic, Victorian-style corridors and several small halls with a strong Gothic architectural atmosphere.
Then bypass two small lawns, and the beautiful fountain pool in the lawn.
Sophie finally met Abel Smith in the indoor swimming pool on the west side of Strawberry Hill, which has been modernized and uses a lot of modern technology inside.
Abel was on the phone when she came over.
Seeing her coming, he waved at her, smiled, and signaled her to go aside and wait.
Sophie hesitated.
Abel is on the phone, and the most important thing she should do at this time is to avoid suspicion and leave.
But Abel doesn't mind, and she also has some ideas.
Sophie Marceau chose to stay, standing aside and waiting for Abel to finish the call.
What she didn't expect was that Abel, half of his body soaked in the warm bath by the pool, was holding a phone in one hand and beckoning to her in the other.
Sophie Marceau froze for a moment, knowing that he was letting herself pass.
She no longer hesitated, and walked over gently in her nightgown.
Before stepping into the bathtub, she wanted to take off her nightgown.
Unexpectedly, he said, "It looks better when you wear it."
Sophie Marceau had no choice but to walk up to him in her nightgown.
He was hugged by one hand, strong and powerful, and the two of them soaked into the warm and comfortable bathtub with water massage function.
As his hand stretched out, Sophie snorted.
Then I heard his call with someone else.
was so close that she could hear the person talking to Abel, a man.
Age may be a bit old, because the voice sounds a bit old.
"Hey, Abel. Are you sure? The British are very wary of me, if I join in. It will be more difficult."
"And it is not as good as before. The current pound has sufficient defenses. It is not only the British. When necessary, for the sake of the European Union, the European Central Bank may also join in to help the British."
Sophie couldn't understand these words, she was not interested in finance or business at all.
What she likes are romance novels or prose that she thinks have depth.
And fashion, and acting.
In terms of finance, she only knows about stocks.
She heard Abel say to the old man on the phone:
"Ha... I know what you said. But George, don't you think that if other Europeans come in, we may have more spoils?"
"As you said, the UK is not the same as before. The British are not fat enough. But if we can take advantage of the British pound, we can also tear down the European banks. The fat Europeans may be able to satisfy our needs appetite."
"More importantly, it can be said that we do this in the interests of the entire United States. The White House will also support us. As for the reason, I think you understand."
Although I don't know much about business, let alone finance, at most I only know how to buy stocks.
But Abel and the opposite party can listen to such a long conversation.
Sophie Marceau is not mentally retarded.
She has somewhat understood.
It seems that the man around me is planning with others, targeting the UK and even the EU...
After understanding this, Sophie Marceau was shocked.
She thinks she smells conspiracy.
It is still huge, and her small body is completely irresistible. In this kind of conspiracy, it is a terrifying conspiracy that is more powerless than a lone boat in the sea.
She wants to leave.
She already regretted why she came to look for Abel at this time.
The conversation between the behemoths in her eyes is still going on.
"I have to say, what you said makes sense. I also have to say, I am a little moved by this."
"But to be honest, my dear, I don't quite trust you now in that regard."
"It really breaks my heart when you say that..." Abel smiled.
Sophie couldn't see the slightest bit of sadness in him.
"I won't talk about Norway. Last time about Brazil, you said you would join. In the end, I fought alone, and you didn't come in the end."
"Hey..." Sophie looked at Abel and responded:
"In Norway, the two of us were still enemies. This is not counted. The thing about Brazil...how could I fight you for that little fat? We are good friends! You are my shareholder, and I am your shareholder !"
"Don't forget, the two of us are very happy to cooperate in the capital stock market. Those Han people all say that we are "working together"!"
"What is embarrassment? Wolf and what "bai"? Never heard of it."
"Oh, that's an allusion of Han people stealing their former suzerain country. It roughly means that two cunning creatures cooperate."
"Okay. I understand. You are right, our cooperation in Han Country is indeed very pleasant."
Hearing this, Sophie Marceau was already a little numb.
She was sure that what she heard was a conversation between two terrifying bosses.
In their mouth, countries are regarded as prey by them.
They regard the plundering of the wealth of these countries as their hunting behavior.
This is a female star in the French entertainment industry, an unimaginable kind of horror.
Now she even wonders if she will encounter any accidents after hearing this "secret" self.
For example, on the streets of Paris, a large truck that should not be driving in the city suddenly crashes, and then knocks itself into the sky...
Fortunately, she felt Abel's big hand, and her obsession with her body was still the same as before.
This made Sophie relax a little.
She thought to herself: Probably not, probably not. He still likes me very much, as long as I am obedient, I shouldn't...
But regret is still the same, she regrets coming to him at this time.
I regret that I accidentally heard these contents.
"Okay. What you said made my heart move."
Sophie heard the old man on the other side of the satellite phone say in a slightly hoarse voice: "Then... what are you going to do?"
"Reprint."
Sophie looked at Abel and said to the person on the phone:
"Reproduce your previous practice. Your practice was very successful back then. The current situation is very similar to that time. When the British economy is about to recover, but it is not recovering. At this time, we need to do more, that is There is only a response to the accession of EU banks."
"I see. It is indeed a good idea, and the timing is good. Let your people come to me, and let's discuss a surefire solution."
"OK, I will ask David to take someone to the Soros Building to find you later."
"OK, let's talk about it first. I'll have someone come over and discuss this first."
"no problem."
"..."
Sophie Marceau watched him hang up the phone.
And a noun he said just now made Sophie think of a possibility.
That is the man who was talking to this man just now, probably the American terrorist financial tycoon, Soros, whom even people outside her circle have heard of!
Speaking of Soros, even if Sophie doesn't care much about business and finance, she has heard of the oil man.
It can be argued that Soros is not just in the UK with a bad reputation.
He has a very bad reputation in many European countries.
Because besides the United States, this old guy has targeted too many countries...
It was initiated by him, or he was just the financial attack of the blame man, the number of times added up is exaggerated.
Not only the British pound has been attacked by Soros, but also major European economies such as France, Germany, and Italy.
It's just that in these countries, Soros' record is not as good as it was against Britain.
And when he was against England, it was his battle of fame.
So outsiders think that only the British hate him in Europe, but they don't know the whole of Europe. There are few countries that don't hate him.
Well... Actually Asia is the same.
Basically except the United States.
Most countries that have developed well and have their own financial markets don't like Soros.
If the United States is not strong enough, or Soros's security defense force is actually very strong.
Then this old guy probably dies 10 times a year is not enough.
Not long ago, there was news that a bomb was found and dismantled near Soros' mansion in New York.
Similar news, every year…
Sophie Marceau is not clear about these, but it does not prevent her from hating Soros.
And fear Soros.
In Sophie's opinion, it is too easy to kill such a terrifying character.
Thinking that she was in such a horrible situation, no matter how calm she was, Sophie still became a little uncontrollably nervous at this moment.
There is great horror between life and death. It is perfectly normal for most people to fear when their lives may be in danger.
So he hung up the phone and handed the satellite phone to Abel, who was a beautiful maid next to him.
Then I found that French mouth next to me, that white and soft body, was a little tense at the moment, and the expression on his face was also very tense.
A kind of nervousness that I tried my best to hide, but couldn't hide it.
"What's wrong with you? Cold? But this is lukewarm water."
Abel asked strangely.
"I, you..." Her tone trembled.
"Are you nervous, afraid? Afraid of what?"
Abel felt baffled.
Seeing that he is already like this, he still looks like a "cat playing with a mouse".
Sophie Marceau was nervous, and the "stupid" attribute of the demented literary woman broke out.
She felt ruthless, and spoke out her own brain supplement.
"Hahaha-"
After listening, Abel couldn't help laughing.
"Hahaha... don't worry. My man, Soros can't move, and he doesn't dare to move."
"Also, this incident is not as scary as you think."
"Not scary? Aren't you afraid that I will leak it and inform the British about it?"
Sophie Marceau bit her lip.
She wanted to look as pitiful as possible.
She knew the look, and Abel would have liked it better.
Because every time he showed himself like this, he would push harder.
"You think too much. Let's not say whether you will say it, or whether the British will believe you."
"Even if you tell the British, it's useless if the British believe it."
Abel smiled and shook his head, pinching her pretty face.
He didn't talk nonsense.
This kind of thing is not like fighting in ancient times. Leaking military aircraft may cause failure.
So what if the British knew it in advance?
In fact, any major economic country, including the United States, has a large number of financial vampires all the time, staring at the foreign exchange of these countries.
The vampires always want to make a big deal on the foreign exchange of these countries.
Greed is the life of a financier.
The difference is that the United States has a very strong ability to retaliate.
Those who dare to engage in US dollars, no matter at home or abroad, will end badly in the end.
As for other countries, Americans are often the ones who do them.
These countries can do nothing if they want to take revenge.
Like Britain to Soros, like those Asian countries to Soros...
Abel and Soros, this time working together against the pound.
If the British knew, there was very little they could do.
They can only reserve as much funds as possible, and enter the market to rescue the market when needed.
It is impossible for them to prevent the pound from being attacked by others in advance.
Because in general, when someone wants to snipe the British pound, or the foreign exchange of some other country.
That's all about the economic situation in the UK or this certain country, and something went wrong.
These problems of economic outbreaks give vampires an opportunity to attract snipers.
Simply put, flies don't bite seamless eggs.
If there is no problem with the UK's own economic situation, it will be useless for anyone to attack.
Now it is the British economy, and there are some problems.
No matter how careful you are at this time, there will be some loopholes.
All Britain can do is to prepare for shocks.
But these things, there is no need to make it clear to Sophie Marceau.
Abel felt that she was so stupid that he couldn't understand it even if he told her.
Abel "threatened", "You're right to be afraid. If you don't want to die, be obedient and obedient in the future. Before I get tired of playing, just obey me. I promise, before that, absolutely no one can hurt you. Oh , except for me, sometimes when I want to drop a candle, you may have a little pain."
Actually, it won't hurt because it's a low-temperature candle.
Sophie, who had been dripped by him, thought to herself.
"snort…"
She snorted, but didn't speak.
In fact, in her heart, she had already given in to her fate. After all, who is not afraid of death?
"By the way, what are you doing here?"
After such an episode, Sophie actually forgot what she was doing here.
She is regretting coming.
"Forget it. It's all here, I have to go out later, so I will use you first."
Before Sophie could tell her why she came here to find her purpose, the water in the bathtub by the pool was already churning.
Abel didn't lie to Sophie, he did have something to do in the evening.
At No. 1 Garden Street, Kensington Palace.
Abel received Jean-Marie Messier who came to visit him.
When you see the name "Jean", you know it's French.
Jean Marie Messier is the CEO and chairman of the French Vivendi Group.
Abel never went to France when he came to England this time.
Seeing this, Vivendi, who has cooperated with Abel in many ways, finally couldn't help it.
Last year, he was only the CEO, but because of the pleasant cooperation with Smith, Jean-Marie Messier, who also served as the chairman this year, rushed over and visited Abel himself.
"Ha... a very nice house. But I still think, Mr. Smith, Godelmar in the 16th arrondissement of Paris is more beautiful."
Admiring the Smith House in England, Jean-Marie Messier made such an evaluation of this very beautiful house.
French...
They will never really have a good opinion of British things.
Just like when the British talk about the French, they will always give priority to French jokes.
Abel smiled slightly at this, and walked into the hall with Jean-Marie Messier, "It's not bad. Paris has the beauty of Paris, and London has the excellence of London. I like both."
To be honest, if possible, Abel doesn't really want to do business with Vivendi.
This company is not only greedy, but also has a very bad reputation in the industry.
Well, it should be said that he is notorious, and he is also a good teammate.
Vivendi is a French multinational media group with businesses covering music, television, film, publishing, telecommunications, Internet and video games.
Since the 1990s, this water company has established a new development and expansion strategy—
Acquisition, split, annexation!
From the water industry to TV stations, print media, game companies, etc., they have acquired everything without being picky.
And such a violent acquisition method has been used to this day.
Get a bad reputation for being ruthless with acquiring companies.
Basically, it can be summarized by the process of "acquisition, reorganization, value extraction, and sale".
So the companies acquired by Vivendi all ended up miserable.
In parallel time and space, past and future.
The companies that Vivendi has harmed include Universal Cinema, Blizzard, Activision, and Sierra.
Later, Xue Leshan was completely killed, and the great Blizzard in the game world was also made to look like dead.
Universal is not doing much better either.
Such a company must be very vigilant when cooperating with it.
It was also when Abel went to France last year. At that time, his reputation and financial resources were not as great as they are now.
At that time, Vivendi was the most active cooperation with him.
Plus at that time he wanted to acquire the Paris Saint-Germain Football Club in the hands of Vivendi.
After coming and going, a close cooperation model between the two parties was formed in this way.
Gradually, the other party has become his biggest collaborator in Europe, not even one of them.
It's all like this, it's boring to talk about things that you hate or not.
So the fight starts this year, on the European side.
He has maintained his cooperation with Vivendi, but at the same time he has been looking for opportunities.
Abel wants to annex the French behemoth.
Parallel time and space, what General Electric can do to Alstom.
Abel didn't think he couldn't do it.
At that time, if Jean-Marie Messier is still the chairman of Vivendi.
The parallel time and space happened to Pierucci, the president of Alstom.
It happened to Jean-Marie Messier.
Abel thinks it is very reasonable, even necessary.
Seeking skins from tigers.
How much is risky.
To the French, Abe is the tiger.
That's all.
(end of this chapter)