February 12, 1995, is another time worth remembering by everyone in Blue Star, especially the people of the Niu Kingdom. Today is the prelude to the "Lloyd beheading incident" that shocked Blue Star.
A middle-aged man came to the Financial City with his son, who just graduated from Oxford University last year.
The two of them each carried a backpack. They saw that the once lively streets had become so deserted. There were not many people walking on the streets, but there seemed to be a few more policemen patrolling here. It seemed that James was completely frightened here yesterday and the day before yesterday. A group of people, and all parties began to put pressure on the police, which led to the current scene.
However, the father and son did not take these notes to heart at all. At this moment, they only had a series of negative emotions such as grievance, anger, and hatred in their hearts. It is not an exaggeration to say that this hatred lasts forever.
Their destination was clear, the bank that informed them yesterday that they were owed money - Lloyds Bank.
For the Financial City, which covers an area of only 2.6 square kilometers, it does not take long to reach the destination. However, the police officer also interrogated the father and son during the period, but the father handled them skillfully. He even had two friends with him. Tiaozi started talking.
"From the look of you, have you been in the military?"
“Yes, I was in the Royal Air Service for a while and after I retired I opened a convenience store.
Alas, it’s all gone now. After I come here today to make up the deposit, I will go to the United States with my son. "
After hearing this, the two patrol officers were in awe, but after hearing the words behind them, they felt a burst of sympathy, another brother who had been betrayed.
"Who says it's not the case? I don't know what those nobles are up to. We have to patrol here every day during this period."
"I'm leaving first, goodbye."
"goodbye."
After bidding farewell to the two patrol officers, the father and son entered Lloyds Bank directly.
Five minutes later, account manager Sean Meese met the father and son in the lobby.
"Sean, I'm here to pay the deposit."
"Okay, sir, please come with me and I will handle it for you right away."
Sean finally showed a sincere smile on his face. For him, only money can make him honest.
But looking at the smile on Sean's face, a fire ignited in the hearts of the father and son, and they wanted to immediately draw their guns and shoot this hypocritical bastard, but they still endured it, because their target was not just Sean. Just small shrimps.
Then the three of them walked towards the third floor together, the clatter of footsteps echoing in the stairwell.
The father asked seemingly unintentionally.
"By the way, Sean, your president should be very busy now, right?"
Sean replied casually without thinking much: "If something like this happens, who wouldn't be busy? All the bank's executives are still in meetings."
"They're all in a meeting? That's bullshit! What's the point of having a meeting? Why don't we just use the money to bail out the market!" The son finally couldn't help shouting angrily.
Sean had become immune to this kind of scene, so he just shrugged and said, "This is not something I can decide. I'm just a small person."
My father asked casually again: "Where are they meeting?"
"Oh, it's in Conference Room 3 on the 15th floor.
Um? Why do you ask? "
puff--
What he received in response was just a soft sound, and Sean fell down in confusion. Before he died, he stared at the Glock with a silencer in his father's hand.
The father and son quickly held Sean's body and dragged him to a secret corner of the stairwell. After looking at each other, they walked straight to the elevator.
The numbers on the display panel in the elevator are constantly changing.
The moods of the father and son also changed with the changes in the numbers.
3, 4, 5. . .
"My child, it's not too late for you to regret it now."
"No, Dad, there is no way out."
"Okay, let's face this together!"
. . . 12, 13, 14, 15
When the number turned to 15, the elevator door opened with a ding. The father and son took a deep breath and walked out of the elevator.
At this time, in the conference room No. 3, President Lloyd, all department heads, and even a few noble lords all looked sad.
This credit crisis is not just targeting the officials of the bull country. Unlike the last currency crisis, only the central bank was struggling and everyone else was taking advantage.
Now people like Lloyds Bank can no longer stay out of the situation. The evaporation of market value is just a matter of fact. To them, this is just a number.
As long as the actual assets are not affected, it will be fine. But in addition to a large number of depositors who have deposited money in them, they have also begun to run. Many customers and investors have also canceled related financial services. Basically, as long as the bank is controlled by Niu Guoren, are all in this situation.
Already, more than a dozen private banks have been bankrupted, and if this continues, Lloyds Bank will follow suit sooner or later.
But when a group of aristocratic gentlemen finally made up their minds and decided to sell some art and antiques, Sotheby's auction house had just posted an invitation on Hong Kong Island, and the stock price was halved. This behavior was a naked declaration of theirs. This road is blocked.
Now, they really can't think of anywhere else to raise money.
I wanted to get a loan, but I was told by overseas banks and rating agencies that my credit rating was extremely low.
If you want to sell overseas assets, everyone thinks they are junk assets and refuse to pay even one-tenth of the price.
They wanted to mobilize the civilians to fill the hole, but they just messed up the matter. Everyone in the Niu Kingdom was in a state of being afraid of the rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years.
I wanted to ask for help from my relatives in mainland Europe and the United States, but the other party was the main force behind this short sale.
When trying to borrow money from the surrogate families in the former colonies, the other parties have already begun to take advantage of them.
In the end, the short sellers refused to even sell the antiques.
All roads were blocked, as if the Niu Kingdom had turned into an isolated island surrounded by the eyes of the whole world overnight. Allies turned against each other, agents stabbed people in the back, and neutral people did not forget to beat up the lost dogs.
How did it become like this? !
Bang——
Dang Dang Dang——
Suddenly, the conference room door was knocked open, and two round metal pillars were thrown onto the conference table.
Then the door was slammed shut again.
A group of Lloyd's shareholders and senior executives were still confused and stared blankly at the metal pillar above the conference room.
what is this?
boom--
Light and heat filled the conference room, accompanied by nearly a thousand metal fragments rushing at high speed.
Jingle Bell--
The alarm sounded throughout the building immediately, and a group of policemen who were still patrolling heard the alarm and rushed to the headquarters of Lloyds Bank.
In the conference room, a circle of people sitting around the conference table all fell to the ground. Some of them went straight to the sky, while others fell to the ground and groaned in pain.
"ah——"
"Oh God...someone save me!"
"Oh no, I don't want to die!"
"Mother..."
After a few seconds, the door to the conference room was opened again, and the father and son walked in each holding a carbine.
Da da da--
The two of them had no desire to talk to the people here, but when they saw the one still breathing, they shot the fatal part.
The process of refilling the gun was very fast. In less than three minutes, there was no one alive in the conference room except the father and son.
The two walked out of the conference room to continue their actions.
In the public office by the window on the fifteenth floor, a group of bank employees looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know what was going on, but after hearing the siren, they all decided to leave immediately. After a while, it was deserted.
When the father and son arrived, the entire public office was empty, but they ignored it and walked directly to the window, smashed the glass with the butts of their rifles, and then placed the carbine on the window.
Through the scope, one can see crowds of people rushing out of the building on the street. Along with a burst of sirens, more than a dozen police cars have been parked in front of Lloyds Bank.
Both of them ignored the notes and looked through the scope at the crowd running out of the building. In their minds, these people were the same type of people as Sean, so they pulled the trigger with anger and fired in bursts.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-
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