Chapter 535: Each Has Its Own Madness (1/2)

"Dear audience friends, I am your dearest Mr. House! It finally snowed today. I praise the first piece of snow this year. Don't you think it looks like a dancing girl? Although it is a warm winter this year, it is still nice to enjoy the snow. Don’t forget to wear more clothes when you are there, and I sincerely wish all the listeners good health.”

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

The greasy drake's voice passed through the sparse people coming and going, echoing repeatedly on the street, blowing from the bustling neighborhoods to the poor, messy and crowded alleys.

Sperger closed the repaired wooden window to prevent the windy and snowy voice from leaking in. Then he took a breath and rubbed his frozen hands, and took out a letter from his arms that was suffocated by the heat.

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

Although he didn't have high hopes at first, he didn't expect that "Daily Survivor" actually wrote back to him!

Pulling out a piece of white letter paper from a clean and tidy envelope, a chip slid out and fell to the table with a clang, which startled Sperger.

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

One hundred chips!

He worked hard on the assembly line and only got 120 chips in a month!

This month’s payment is still an IOU!

The newspapers of the Union are so generous!

After carefully hiding the chips in the drawer of the wooden table, Sperger swallowed excitedly and couldn't wait to unfold the white letter paper.

The handwriting on the letter was neat, completely different from his crooked words.

Skipping the content of the text, Sberg took a quick look at the name at the end of the signature and found that the person writing the letter was actually the editor-in-chief of "Daily Survivor"!

In an instant, his face turned red and his breathing became rapid.

[Dear Mr. Sperger, we have read your manuscript and tried to recycle the unfinished manuscript. We all agree that this is indeed a wonderful story. It broke at just the right place, and you connected it just right. This was something the original author never imagined... He himself didn't even know how to write it down, but you figured it out for him. 】

[Considering the issue of space, we plan to follow your example and add some sub-publications to the "Daily Survivor" and publish Bol's story in the "Worker", with only a short excerpt from the main publication for publicity. I think that's a really great idea to allow people to see more of the things that they care about that are happening right now. 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 subsequent parts you wrote. 】

[We are very sorry that the former author of Bol's story has gone to Sunset Province. He supports your continuation, but he does not want to recall the past of Boulder City. Fortunately, Ms. Dolly of this newspaper, who once worked as a reporter for the Boulder Survivor Daily, is willing to serve as the editor of the book. You can communicate with her for subsequent manuscripts. 】

[The 100 chips attached to the letter are part of the advance payment for the manuscript. Logically speaking, we should pay you after taking into account the sales volume and readers' opinions, but we all agree that it would be better to pay some money in advance, so that you can Instead of having to write stories in old newspapers, our collaboration would be more efficient. 】

[...By the way, our manager appreciates your work very much. He is very happy to say that if you have time to come to Dawn City, please come and visit him. He can let you try on the power armor to facilitate your research. How to beat it hard, if that helps your writing. 】

Sperger blushed.

God be damned, he never thought about defeating the alliance's power armor, nor did he ever think about plotting against the managers!

What's more, this is also a story about Boulder City. The alliance does not appear at all in the book, and there are only a few vague mentions of survivors in the northern suburbs.

but……

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

He knew himself very clearly. He was undoubtedly an inconspicuous person, and even Kent, who worked on an assembly line, dared to spit on him unscrupulously.

However, the man who even President 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. He will never take a step out of Boulder City if he can survive, let alone look directly at the wasteland.

But if it was that man...

He is even willing to die for him!

Hurrying to get an old newspaper, Sperger tore off the margins, picked up the pen that frequently broke out of ink, and wrote on it carefully.

"The title is a misunderstanding! It's just because everyone in the Workers' Association is very curious about how the awakened ones can defeat the power armor, so I simply wrote it on the title as a gimmick. In the final battle I imagined, it will On an evil captain...no offense to any of you!"

"Thank you and the gentleman for your kindness and kindness, but I still have to read Bohr's sequel to the workers' association. But when this winter is over, I will definitely save some travel expenses and go to your place. …”

When writing this, Sperger paused for a moment. After hesitating for a few seconds, he added a line at the end.

"...Also, can you send a copy of your workers' newspaper in your reply? The fee will be deducted from my next manuscript fee. Everyone in the Workers' Association also wants to review the past stories. We have compiled old newspapers I just can’t get enough of them, and recently workers from other factories have joined us, and I wanted to read to them some of what’s happening in the wasteland.”

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

But not long after, 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 planned to send this letter back to everyone in the Workers' Association.

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

Thinking of this, Sperger felt warm in his heart.

Maybe it won’t be too cold this winter…

…

Just as Sberg hurriedly left the leaky shabby house and rushed towards the alliance's embassy, ​​a businessman from the alliance passed by him and went in the opposite direction to where he usually worked.

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

This steel factory is somewhat famous in Boulder City, but the boss's name is very popular, Fred. In order to make himself look less 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.

On weekdays, he is not willing to stand in front of his factory. The dirt coming out of the chimney will stain his leather shoes. His office is on a street further into the inner city, where the streets are neater and people's Conversation is also more appropriate.

But today is an exception.

Distinguished guests from the Alliance took a fancy to his dusty machines.

Not to mention a little dust on the shoes, as long as he can sell the equipment worth tens of millions of chips, it is not impossible to let him lick the shoes of the distinguished guest.

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

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

"Nice to meet you!"

The alliance will recently build a batch of apartment buildings made of reinforced concrete prefabricated panels. It is said that a building can be built as quickly as building blocks.

Dawn City had produced a batch of tin houses before, but those prefabricated houses were only suitable for use in summer, and could be used as freezers in the cold winter.

He was not interested in what the Alliance built those houses for, but he was still quite interested in the generous project funds.

In particular, the league's series of financial plans allowed him to see extremely broad market prospects.

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

Fred patted his arm enthusiastically and made a greeting gesture, as if he were an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"...Me too, nice to meet you! Haha, to be honest, I like to make friends with people from the Alliance the most. It's always a pleasure to do business with you... But here is Huida, let's go into the house and talk. "

Sun Shiqi smiled and nodded.

"You're welcome, please take me around the factory first... I want to see your equipment. This will also help me give a reasonable quotation."

"No problem!" Fred nodded happily and took him to the largest and only operational building in the steel plant.

Sun Shiqi was quietly observing along the way.

This steel factory named Powerful is indeed very large in scale and its architecture is very impressive. It is in sharp contrast to the dirty and messy residential area next door.

The tall chimney almost penetrated the top of the giant wall, blowing large swaths of haze outside the giant wall and slowly blending into the wriggling gray-green spore cloud within the Second Ring Road. The spacious factory building is like a giant's house. It blocks the chaotic overlooking with a big and generous hand. The towering furnace and the hot molten iron make Sun Shiqi unable to move his eyes.

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

Whether they are skilled workers or machinists with uncanny craftsmanship, even wrenches and files that are patinated and patted in wooden boxes are all priceless treasures in his eyes.

Are those noble gentlemen pigs?

They have the heart to let those who least deserve it starve.

But when he thought that he would soon become the owner of this place, or at least the owner of some of the equipment, Sun Shiqi couldn't help but breathe quickly.

Praise the noble lord!

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

And the price is negotiable!

Of course he can't afford 50 million chips, but as long as he uses his factory in the alliance as collateral and has a written transaction contract, the alliance's bank can lend him the acquisition money... and the most ironic thing is that this amount The money was actually lent to the alliance by the nobles of Boulder City at an interest rate of less than 5%.

Without writing that greedy look on his face, Sun Shiqi simply nodded.

"It's 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 spoke, he led the boss outside and introduced the business of his steel plant in a eloquent manner, describing the broad industry prospects that he himself did not believe in.

It was only then that Sun Shiqi learned that this powerful steel factory was actually one of the suppliers of Jushi Military Industry!

Before the Alliance's expedition began, this steel plant mainly supplied steel bulletproof linings for exoskeletons and structural components for some large equipment to Jushi Military Industry.

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

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

The alliance's infrastructure plan was developed to help the alliance's steel industry transform from military industry to civilian use. The new infrastructure plan clearly stated in the bidding that priority would be given to companies that use local building materials when the cost difference is not significant.

In fact, even without this provision, it would be difficult for the Powerful Steel Plant to participate.

And the reason is for no other reason than the word cost!

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

Alliance Bank is very cunning. They refuse to change the obviously outdated exchange rate, insisting that 2 silver coins are exchanged for 1 chip "actually only worth 0.5~0.2 silver coins."

Of course, they have the right to decide how many silver coins they can sell the chips in their hands, but this exchange rate is obviously an act of cheating fools, and as we all know, bullying fools is immoral.

To put it bluntly, since the cost of industrial products priced in chips was cheaper in the past, 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 increase in the price of raw materials priced in chips, the prices of industrial products in Boulder City have also had to increase accordingly, so the profits from imports have been gradually diluted.

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

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

In the past, the alliance's steel production capacity was used for tank armor and tracks. Now that the war is over, those people are freed up.

Naturally, this account must be recalculated...

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

"The economy here has been recovering recently, and things are getting better and better."

Sun Shiqi picked up what he said casually and said.

"How can you tell?"

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

"Being busy but poor is actually not a good sign." Sun Shiqi squinted his eyes and looked at the poor people soaked in the smoke. He rarely said a word of conscience, "I think they don't have much money left."

"It is precisely because there is no oil and water that they work harder," Fred said with a smile, standing side by side with the boss from the league and puffing away his smoke. "And you can't always stare at the poor. Ghosts, you can only feel the prosperity of this settlement when you walk on the streets at night.”

"Like the street where the Queen of the Night bar is?"

"Not just there," Fred twirled his cigarette butt in the air, "the circle surrounding the inner city is... My friend, you can't just wander around the industrial area at night, right? There are only The poor guy who picked up cigarette butts, and the madman who drank bad wine.”

Even if he brought a bodyguard, he wouldn't dare to go into the alley, God knows what dirt is inside.

Sun Shiqi gave him a strange look.

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

Fred coughed and chuckled.

"It's not easy to set up a factory here. You could make some money before, but now... isn't there an easier and better way?"

"for example?"

"Whether it's bonds or S-coins, there are so many good things to invest in, and they won't get your shoes dirty," Fred said with a smile, "There are even more opportunities to make a fortune here than there are people!"

There was something he didn't say to his customers.

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

He cannot fully understand the situation in the alliance, but it is obvious that iron ore and copper ore priced in chips are getting more and more expensive. Instead of processing it into finished products, it is better to store it in the warehouse and wait to sell it to other factories in the next month.

But now there are too many smart eggs and not enough idiots. More and more people are discovering that this "BUG" can be stuck.

Recently, he even heard that even the guy in the food business in Weijia had stocked up a warehouse of copper ore... What does this guy want to do?

Fred had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Although he couldn't see what was wrong, he suddenly found that he could not find the loser in the big casino in Boulder City.

This is the scariest thing.

So he immediately decided to settle down.

You guys are playing, but I won’t play anymore!

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

This is not the first time he has been back to this place. When he was doing business in Honghe Town, the grocery market in Boulder City was the place he went to most often.

To say it is depressed is to underestimate this place.

Most survivor settlements in the wasteland only have two to three hundred households. This is the result of a large number of high-tech products left behind before the war.

It is self-evident what a permanent population of half a million people means in the wasteland.

In particular, Boulder City does not have a piece of farmland or a mine, and all raw materials are obtained entirely through trade.

Its industrialization rate and industrial profits are actually quite astonishing.

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

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

Sun Shiqi didn't know what these people were thinking, but maybe they didn't understand him either - why they had to choose the one that looked stupidest when there were cheaper ways.

However, he now somewhat understands the manager who once frightened him.

Some costs are invisible.

It's like a war without smoke.

If the alliance makes a key mistake in a certain link, maybe the person with a flattering smile and selling the means of production at a low price will be himself.

he knows.

In essence, I and this Mr. Fred are actually the same kind of people. After all, when the alliance was shorting copper mines, he abandoned Red River Town without hesitation.

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

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

When Fred heard this, he immediately made a decision.

"No problem! Boss Sun is a cheerful person... However, I have recently set my sights on an investment project in Dawn City. Can part of the payment be paid with silver coins?"

Unexpectedly, Sun Shiqi was slightly stunned for the second half of his sentence, put away the smile he had just shown, and asked with a frown.

"What's the meaning."

"Hehe, that's the literal meaning." Pulling the generous boss aside, Fred lowered his voice and said slowly, "For example, on the books...you give me 40 million chips. This price is a bit cheaper. But it’s definitely not a cheap sale. The remaining 10 million chips can be converted into 10 million silver coins. You can transfer it to my account in the alliance or give me cash!”

Upon hearing this, Sun Shiqi suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Fred twice in surprise.

Good guy.

Is this to defraud our own shareholders? !

As a law-abiding citizen of the Alliance, he certainly had no interest in complaining for the shareholders of Boulder City, but the proposal to exchange these ten million chips for ten million silver coins made him frown.

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

Instead of being anxious, Fred felt happy.

All that is unacceptable is the offer.

In other words, this matter can be discussed!

He immediately put on a flattering smile and said enthusiastically.

"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 lost control of his speaking volume, "No! It's too little! Your official exchange rate is 1:2, and the 1:1 discount I gave you is enough. "

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

"Stop pretending to be stupid. Do you believe in that thing?"

Fred's face turned red, he gritted his teeth and gestured with five fingers.

"Five...five million, no! Three million! How about two million silver coins? No more! Even if the black market is overwhelming, it's only 1:5!"

This is true.

Looking at the only two fingers left and the bitter melon-like face, Sun Shiqi finally couldn't resist the temptation and nodded slowly.

"OK."

After all, he doesn't want to raise his company's debt too high, and borrowing money from Alliance Bank is not without cost.

However, the two million silver coins could not be transferred to the public account. They had to be withdrawn from their own savings, and they could not borrow them from the bank. This still made Sun Shiqi feel a little sad.

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

Seeing the boss from the alliance nod, Fred finally showed a cheerful smile and immediately reached out and hooked his shoulder.

"Thank you for your understanding! We may have many opportunities to cooperate in the future... Let's have a meal together in the evening. I heard that the alliance's nightlife only consists of beer and fireworks."

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

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

"I know, but you definitely don't have that," Fred chuckled, giving him a look that every man knew, "In the Queen of the Night Bar, most people can only stand under the stage and watch, but as long as you have chips , you can invite the dancer into the box and perform for you alone. I happen to have a black card here that can take you into the VIP box that ordinary rich people cannot enter. You will never imagine the fun inside. "

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

"Is it really just a show?"

Seeing the customer's interested expression, Fred laughed and said.

"Of course! And there are so many shows! You are the boss from the alliance, and the girls there will definitely like you! If you tip with silver coins, they will love you to death!"

Sun Shiqi teased.

"I thought they were going to call me redneck."

Fred waved his hand.

"That must have been a long time ago. There is nothing you can't think of here, and there is nothing you can't buy."

Sun Shiqi wanted to refuse.

But the legs didn't listen to him.

He admitted that he was different from those shelter residents in that he was a vulgar person, so he probably would never become a shelter resident in his life. It was no wonder that the reserved girl never wanted to open her heart to him.

It would be nice if the league could be a little freer.

It would be best to be as free as Boulder City, where you can do whatever you want as long as you have the leverage.

But Vault 404 would definitely not agree, and their managers would definitely not agree.

After all, that person said categorically that the alliance's currency can buy all goods, but no currency is allowed to trade honor and dignity.

but……

This is actually not bad.

No matter how playful a person is, he will not like to bring bad things home. The wasteland is so big, it's too easy to find a latrine to poop in.

Seeing Fred's flattering smile, Sun Shiqi couldn't help but smile.

Since this master has warmly invited me.

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

…

It's not just the Powerful Steel Plant that is being "promoted". The alliance's first batch of chip-denominated bonds issued alone reached a scale of three billion, and then it opened up the sales channels of Boulder City Bank.

The bubble squeezed out by financial instruments was like a collapsing torrent, rushing towards the factory owners in Boulder City.

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

High-quality production materials have been labeled as bad, and things that were originally delicious have become shit that people avoid - because there are more fragrant things in front of everyone, but the bitterness after the sweetness is not. Not so easy to detect.

In this feast in the name of prosperity, some people hugged their heads and cried, while others laughed maniacally...such as Sid, who was undoubtedly 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 smiling the most.

But when he saw the trading price of bonds in the secondary market rising all the way, his cheerful face gradually fell.

Staring at the palm-sized trading device, Sid bit his thumbnail and suddenly cursed.

"Tsk... That's cheap for that piece of shit!"

Seeing her husband's displeasure, Bonnie sat next to him, looked at him with concern and asked.

"What's wrong honey...what happened?"

"It's nothing, dear," giving his wife a gentle smile, Sid's face regained its previous elegance, "It's just a small thing... The bond I sold to Weijia has gone up a little, and after calculation, he should Give me another 20 million."

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

"You... you also need to let that Weijia earn some money. Otherwise, why would he work so hard to help our family make money? Don't go to him to ask for the 20 million. It's dishonorable to ask for money."

"You're right, my dear... I'm greedy." Sid rolled his eyes, and then thought that his wife was right.

He almost forgot his ancestral teachings.

A greedy hyena will choke to death on its bones, but only a win-win deal will last. After the owner finished eating the meat, he had to break the bones into pieces for the dog.

Weijia is an old dog and deserves to earn a little.

However, looking at the up and down lines, Sid couldn't help but feel itchy and wanted to buy back a little bit... After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the up and down lines were generally rising.

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

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

Although he felt more and more uncomfortable as he watched, he was still curious about how the bonds would rise.

Just at this time, his youngest son Kumit came back from outside. When he saw the trading device in his hand, he sneered.

"You're boring."

Sid glanced at the bitch.

"You bastard know nothing!"

Kumit sat next to his father with a playful smile, and he couldn't wait to take out the little ink in his stomach to show 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, even if it goes up to the sky, it will only be 140 chips, right? It can't be more than the interest and principal for ten years. Is it expensive?”

There is indeed nothing wrong with this statement without considering the transaction premium generated by the value of tax avoidance.

Sid glanced at his son in surprise.

"Hey... you know a lot about it, did that Ji Xiu tell you?"

It turns out that the highest is only 140.

The mystery was revealed, and he instantly lost interest in the trading machine in his hand.

Kumit turned up his nose proudly.

"Of course! I told you, my buddy has learned something, and he plans to do something big when he comes back this time!"

Ji Xiu had painted a huge blueprint for him. The issuance of S coins was only to raise funds for that blueprint, and the results of that blueprint would realize all the rewards, and Boulder City would also move towards greater prosperity.

Sid chuckled and curled his lips.

He had heard from Malvern that he gave the kid at home a good beating because that guy came back without saying hello and said a bunch of stupid things.

As a place for vacation and relaxation, Ideal City is indeed good.

But turning Boulder City into that kind of place was something he never thought about for a second.

"Big business, how big a business is it?"

Kumit said proudly.

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

"Hahahaha!" Sid laughed so hard that tears almost came out, and he continued to joke, "Then what? What's the use?"

"Then we will issue a new currency in the outer city, a currency that everyone can benefit from! Just like the ideal city, it is something similar to Cr," Kumit said smugly, "In order to achieve this To achieve the goal, he specifically used Ideal City’s technology to build an algorithm framework, and created trading contracts and electronic certificates. The appreciation of this currency is completely controllable, and any messy copper rise or contraction can be solved!”

Sid curled his lips in disdain.

New currency?

Isn't this funny!

The reason why chips can become chips is that the power of the entire inner city endorses them, and a few young guys dare to say that they issue new chips.

Do you think this is just playing house?

Sid actually didn't care too much. Playing house was safer than killing people and setting fires. It would be impossible to let these naughty children run around outside without finding something to do.

However, Kumit's next words almost made him choke to death with spit.

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

"cough--!"

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

He remembered very clearly that he only gave this boy two million last time!

What he hates most is stealing money!

Especially stealing money from home!

Seeing the ferocious expression on his father's face, Kumit was so frightened that he shrank his neck and quickly explained.

"Yes, I earned it myself! Look!"

With that said, he quickly took out the trading device and handed it to his father who had misunderstood him.

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

"What the hell is this?"

This line...

Why does it feel familiar?

However, the fluctuations that jump up and down are a bit exaggerated. Although the overall trend is upward, it is frightening.

"S coins." Kumit confessed with an honest face.

"What?"

"It's the credit currency I mentioned." Seeing his father's confused look, Kumit swallowed and quickly explained, "In the past, one chip could be exchanged for one S-coin, but now we've traded it to 1:50. …100,000 S coins, isn’t it five million?”

Sid became even more confused after hearing this.

He would understand if the price of silver coins increased one day, but why did the S coins increase?

And one S coin can be exchanged for 50 chips...

However, what is before us is the fact.

And the increase looks quite interesting.

A chip with a face value of 100 will only increase to 140 when it reaches the sky, but there is no upper limit to the increase of this S coin. Isn't that just pulling it up at will?

No wonder his son looks down on the toys in his hands... Considering the increase in the S-coin, aren't bonds that are "as stable as an old dog" just toys?

Sid touched his chin, thinking about it in his mind, and said something casually, intentionally or unintentionally.

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

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

If his father would join them, the plate could be made bigger.

Jixiu tried to persuade his father, President Malvern, but unfortunately he was locked up in a dark room again.

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

Sid was embarrassed to say directly that he was attracted. After all, making money in person in the inner city was a dishonorable thing. Even if he wanted to buy it, he couldn't do it in front of his family.

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

"Dad! That's easy to say! Didn't I borrow two million from you at the beginning? I borrowed and repaid you, and I'll pay you back... How about 40,000 S coins? You can just play with it, and you can withdraw it at any time, and it will arrive in your account in one second! "

When Sid heard this, he immediately became unhappy and gave the son of a bitch a slap on the back of his head.

"What are you borrowing and repaying? Are you telling me this?"

Looking at his son who looked aggrieved, he didn't want to dissuade his son from doing serious things, and then said in a gentle tone.

"You go to the butler and get... five million chips. Just think of it as a practice."

Kumit suddenly became excited when he heard that his father was so supportive of his career.

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

"Dad! I won't say anything to outsiders... I will definitely not disappoint your expectations! I will definitely turn these five million chips 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 lot like he did when he was young.

"It's time to make a career."

Standing up and patting Kumit on the shoulder, Sid said earnestly.

"Just go ahead and do it. Your dad will always have your back."

Kumit clenched his fists excitedly.

"Thanks, Dad!"

The man spits and nails.

Although he knew that his father looked down upon that small amount of money, Kumit still forced him to give him a new trading device, and then transferred 40,000 S coins to his account in front of him.

"There is a one-to-one correspondence between the trading device and the account, and the key is stored in it. You must protect it. It is very troublesome to retrieve it if you lose it! Also, when selling, you have to control the quantity and don't trade too many at one time. "If you sell more than 1,000 pieces, you must discuss it with me!" Kumit said, staring at his father seriously.

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

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

Kicked his son out of the house.

Sid stared at the trading device for a while, and finally couldn't help but feel itchy. He called the maid who had been combing his wife's hair over and threw the trading device into her hand.

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

"...Master? What are your orders?"

"Enter your bank card number." Sid said in a commanding tone.

The maid did not dare to hesitate and immediately complied. Then, under Sid's order, she pressed 100 and clicked the sell button.

The maid looked at Sid blankly, not knowing what was happening.

"master?"

Sid waited a moment and then continued patiently.

"Use your home phone to call Malvern's secretary and check the amount on your card. Just say I asked you to check it."

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

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

He 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's it going? How much more money is there in the card?"

The maid said with trembling lips.

"...Five thousand."

Five thousand chips!

It takes forty or fifty workers to work for a month to earn this amount of money.

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

Sid's eyes sparkled with excitement.

You can actually withdraw cash!

That son of a bitch really has a future!

Money is the best stimulant. He, who had no sexual desire at first, suddenly fell on the maid in front of him.

There was a twist of kindness on that sinister face.

"That's what I rewarded you with. Just hold the flower. I won't take it away."

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

"Thank you, sir..."

Sid nodded with satisfaction.

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

That bright smile was a little nervous.

"yes……"

Putting his hands on her waist casually, Sid said in a casual tone while admiring the young and beautiful face.

"That young man is pretty good. I'm very optimistic about the future of Boulder City Bank. Malvern is also an old friend of mine. I'll let him take care of it... Haha, it's too far off topic, but speaking of it, you are not young anymore. It’s time to consider organizing a wedding, right? Let’s use this money.”

He loved her reaction.

Usually only new girls will show such expressions. After a long time, they will be no different from those rouge and pink people outside, no matter how beautiful they are, they will just look like that.

He is not a young boy like Kumit. He has long passed the age where meat and vegetables are not taboo, and he needs a little stimulation before he can react.

The maid bit her lip lightly, her face turned slightly pale, and her last reserve made her say in a pleading voice.

"...This is Madam's room."

But she didn't expect it.

Instead of driving away the jackal, the match set the pile of firewood on fire.

Sid laughed ferociously and closed the door vigorously.

"Isn't that good!"