"Dear listeners, I am your dearest Mr. House! It finally snowed today. Praise the first snow of this year. Don't you think it looks like a dancing girl? Although this year is a warm winter, don't forget to wear more clothes when enjoying the snow. I sincerely wish my listeners good health."
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The slick duck voice echoed repeatedly on the street through the sparse people coming and going, blowing from the bustling streets to the poor, messy and crowded alleys.
Sberg closed the patched wooden window to let the windy and snowy voice leak in a little less, then took a breath and rubbed his frozen hands, and took out a warmed letter from his arms.
These days, he would go around the embassy of the alliance every day.
Although he didn't have much hope, he didn't expect that the "Survivor Daily" would really reply to him!
Pulling out a white letter from a clean and tidy envelope, a chip slid out and fell on the table with a clang, which scared Sperger.
Especially when he saw the face value of 100, his eyes almost popped out.
One hundred chips!
He put all his strength on the assembly line, and only 120 chips a month!
This month, he gave an IOU!
The newspaper of the alliance is so generous!
Carefully hiding the chips in the drawer of the wooden table, Sperger swallowed excitedly and couldn't wait to unfold the white letter.
The handwriting on the letter was neat, which was completely different from his crooked words.
Skipping the content of the text, Sperger hurriedly glanced at the name at the end and found that the person who wrote the letter was the editor-in-chief of "Survivor Daily"!
In an instant, his face was flushed and his breathing became rapid.
[Dear Mr. Sberg, we have read your manuscript and tried to recover the unfinished manuscript. We all agree that this is indeed a wonderful story. It was interrupted at the right place, and you just connected it at the right time, which was something the original author had never imagined... He actually didn't know how to write it down, but you figured it out for him. ]
[Considering the length problem, we plan to follow your approach and add some sub-publications to the "Survivor Daily" and publish Boll's story in the "Workers' Daily". The main newspaper will only excerpt a small paragraph as publicity. I think that is indeed a wonderful idea, which can allow people to see more of what they care about and what is happening. However, considering that our readers have not read the previous article, we plan to serialize the first thirty chapters in 30 issues, and then publish a collection and update the subsequent parts you wrote. ]
[We are very sorry that the previous author of Boll'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 City 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. Normally, we should pay you after the publication based on sales and reader opinions, but we all agree that it would be better to pay some money in advance, so that you don't have to write stories in old newspapers, and our cooperation will be more efficient. ]
[…By the way, our manager appreciates your work very much. He is happy to say that if you have time to come to Dawn City, please come to visit him. He can let you try on the power armor so that you can study how to beat it hard, if it helps your writing. ]
Sberg blushed.
God of the Great Horned Deer, he never thought of defeating the Alliance's power armor, let alone plotting against the manager!
Besides, this is also the story of Boulder City. The Alliance never appeared in the book at all, but only mentioned the survivors of the northern suburbs vaguely.
However...
The invitation from Kang Kai made his eyes warm up, and his eyes were red again and again.
He knew himself very well. He was undoubtedly an insignificant person. Even Kent, who worked on the same assembly line, dared to spit at him unscrupulously.
However, the man who even President Melvin had to take seriously read his words carefully and even invited him to be his guest...
He was a coward who was afraid of death and pain. He would never step out of Boulder City as long as he could survive, and he dared not look directly at the wasteland.
But if it was that man...
He would even be willing to die for him!
He hurriedly took an old newspaper, tore off the blank space on the edge, picked up the pen that frequently ran out of ink, and wrote carefully on it.
"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 in the title as a gimmick. In the final battle I envisioned, it will be worn by an evil centurion... This is absolutely not meant to offend any of you!"
"Thank you and that adult for your kindness and good intentions, but I still have to read the sequel of Bol to everyone in the Workers' Union. But after this winter is over, I will definitely save some money for the trip and go to your place..."
When writing this, Sberg paused for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds, and added a line at the end.
"...Also, can you send a copy of your workers' newspaper in your reply? The fee can be deducted from my next payment. The workers' union also want to review the past stories. We have sorted out several old newspapers that are really not enough. Recently, workers from other factories have joined us. I want to read them some things happening in the wasteland."
He folded the note carefully, stuffed it into the safest pocket of his clothes, and then pushed the chair away and ran out 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 reply letter to the workers' union.
There are still people in this wasteland who care about them!
When he thought of this, Sberg felt warm in his heart.
This winter may not be too cold...
...
Just as Sberg hurriedly left the leaky house and headed for the Alliance embassy, a merchant from the Alliance passed by him and went in the opposite direction to his workplace.
To be precise, it was the Lida Wuxian Steel Plant next to the Good Taste Food Processing Plant.
This steel plant 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 very high top hat and a gold-rimmed monocle on his nose, although he hardly reads and is not nearsighted at all.
On weekdays, he is reluctant to stand at the door of his own factory, because the dirt coming out of the chimney will dirty his leather shoes. His office is on a street closer to the inner city, where the streets are neater and people's conversation is more decent.
But today is an exception.
The distinguished guest from the Alliance took a fancy to his dusty machines.
Not to mention a little dust on his shoes, as long as he can sell the equipment worth tens of millions of chips, even if he is asked to lick the shoes of the distinguished guest, it is not a problem.
"Haha, welcome! Friends from the Alliance." Looking at the distinguished guest who appeared at the door, Fred's face was full of smiles.
Sun Shiqi walked up, shook his hand vigorously, and said with a smile.
"Nice to meet you!"
The Alliance is going to build a batch of apartment buildings using reinforced concrete prefabricated panels recently. It is said that a building can be built as quickly as building blocks.
Dawn City has produced a batch of iron houses before, but those mobile houses are only suitable for dealing with summer. In the cold winter, they can be used as refrigerators.
He is not interested in what the Alliance builds those houses for, but he is still quite interested in the generous project payment.
In particular, the Alliance's series of financial plans have made him see an extremely broad market prospect.
So he planned to increase the output of the steel plant. It happened that he heard that a boss in Boulder City was selling equipment, so he came to take a look.
Fred patted his arm enthusiastically and made a gesture of invitation, just like treating an old friend who had not seen each other for many years.
"...Me too, it's nice to meet you! Haha, to be honest, I like making friends with people from the alliance the most, and it's always a pleasure to do business with you... But it's dusty here, let's go inside and talk."
Sun Shiqi smiled and nodded.
"You're welcome, take me around the factory first... I want to visit your equipment, which will also make it easier for me to give a reasonable quotation."
"No problem!" Fred nodded happily and took him to the largest and only factory building in the steel plant that is still in operation.
Sun Shiqi was quietly observing along the way.
This steel plant named Infinite Power is indeed large in scale and its buildings are also very impressive, forming a sharp contrast with the dirty and messy residential area next door.
The tall chimney almost passed through the top of the giant wall, blowing a large area of gray haze outside the giant wall, slowly merging into the gray-green spore cloud crawling in the second ring road. The wide factory building was like a giant's house, it used a big and generous hand to block the chaotic view, the towering furnace and the hot iron made Sun Shiqi unable to move his eyes away.
He felt like a mouse who had never seen the world and accidentally fell into the giant's kitchen.
Whether it was those skilled workers, or those ingenious machine giants, even the wrenches and files thrown casually in wooden boxes and patinated with patina, they were all priceless treasures in his eyes.
Are those noble lords pigs?
They actually had the heart to let those who should not be hungry starve.
However, when he thought that he would soon become the owner of this place, at least the owner of some equipment, Sun Shiqi's breathing became rapid.
Praise the noble lord!
The crystallization of the sweat and wisdom of countless generations of survivors is now only sold for 50 million chips!
And the price is negotiable!
Of course, he couldn't come up with 50 million chips, but as long as he used his factory in the alliance as collateral and had a written transaction contract, the alliance's bank could lend him the acquisition money... and the most ironic thing was that the money was actually lent to the alliance by the nobles of Giant Stone City at an interest rate of less than 5%.
Without showing that greedy look on his face, Sun Shiqi simply nodded.
"Not bad... just a little 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 bring you here... This is not a place for people like us."
As he said this, he walked out with the boss, while talking about the business of his own steel plant, describing the broad industry prospects that he himself didn't believe.
And it was only then that Sun Shiqi knew that this powerful steel plant was actually one of the suppliers of Giant Stone Military Industry!
Before the Alliance's expedition began, this steel mill mainly supplied steel bulletproof linings for exoskeletons and structural components of some large equipment to Giant Stone 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.
Logically speaking, the Alliance 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 bidding that when the cost difference is not large, companies that use local building materials should be given priority.
In fact, even without this regulation, it would be difficult for Lida Wuxian Steel Plant to participate.
The reason is nothing else but the word cost!
Due to the increasing inflation, they no longer have a cost advantage!
The Alliance Bank was very cunning. They refused to change the obviously outdated exchange rate and insisted on 2 silver coins for 1 chip that was "actually only worth 0.5~0.2 silver coins".
They certainly have the right to decide how many silver coins they sell their chips for, but this exchange rate is obviously a foolish act, and as we all know, bullying fools is immoral.
To put it bluntly, since the cost of industrial products priced in chips was lower before, 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 price of industrial products in Boulder City has to expand as well, so the profit of imports has been gradually diluted.
If what Boulder City produces is a key part that the Alliance cannot produce, then the Alliance is undoubtedly digging its own grave.
But unfortunately, at least the rebar used to fix cement is not that kind of thing.
In the past, the Alliance's steel production capacity was used on the armor and tracks of tanks. Now that the war is over, those people have freed up their hands.
This account naturally needs to be recalculated...
After taking Sun Shiqi outside, Fred respectfully took out a cigarette and lit it for him, then looked at the bustling factory area and said.
"The economy here has recovered recently, and life is getting more and more prosperous."
Sun Shiqi casually picked up his words.
"How do you know?"
"Busy is the best indicator," Fred continued with a smile, "As long as those lazy guys get busy, life will get better."
"Busy but poor, this is not a good sign," Sun Shiqi squinted his eyes, looked at the poor guys soaked in smoke, and rarely said a conscientious word, "I think they don't seem to have much money."
"It is precisely because there is no money that they will work harder," Fred said with a smile, standing side by side with the boss from the alliance and puffing. "And you can't always stare at those poor guys. Only when you walk on the streets at night can you feel the prosperity of this settlement."
"For example, the street of the Queen of the Night Bar?"
"Not just there," Fred swirled his cigarette butt in the air, "the circle around the inner city is... My friend, you can't just wander around the industrial area at night, right? There are only poor guys picking up cigarette butts and crazy people who drink cheap wine."
Even if he brought bodyguards, he didn't dare to go into the alleys. God knows what kind of dirty things are in there.
Sun Shiqi looked at him strangely.
"But since it's all about to be revived, why are you in a hurry to get rid of it?"
Fred coughed and laughed.
"It's not easy to set up a factory here. You can make some money in the past, 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's something he didn't tell his clients.
The reason he reduced the weight of his assets was not only because there were better investment channels, but also because of a series of reasons including rising raw material prices.
He couldn't see the full situation of the alliance, but it was obvious that iron ore and copper ore, which were priced in chips, were getting more and more expensive. Instead of processing them into finished products, it's better to store them in the warehouse and wait to sell them to other idiots who run factories next month.
But now there are too many smart guys, and there are not enough stupid guys. More and more people have found that they can use this "bug".
Recently, he even heard that even Weijia, the guy who sells food, has a warehouse of copper ore... What does this guy want to do?
Fred felt something was wrong. Although he couldn't see where the problem was, he suddenly found that he couldn't find anyone who lost money in the big casino in Boulder City.
This is the most terrifying thing.
So he immediately decided to take the money.
You guys play, I won't play anymore!
Just as Fred was thinking about it, Sun Shiqi also felt mixed emotions.
This was not the first time he came 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 that it was depressed was definitely an underestimation of this place.
Most of the settlements of survivors in the wasteland only have two or three hundred households, and this is the result of a large number of high-tech products left before the war.
What a 500,000 permanent population means in the wasteland is self-evident.
Especially in Boulder City, there is no farmland or mine, and all raw materials are obtained entirely through trade.
Its industrialization rate and industrial profits are actually quite amazing.
It's just because there are no competitors and the lack of motivation for industrial upgrading that some strange situations will occur here.
For example, a certain nutrient paste processing factory clearly uses the most advanced filter equipped with a polymer ultrafiltration membrane, but the assembly line relies on manpower.
Sun Shiqi didn't know what these people were thinking, but it was probably just like they didn't understand him - why did they have to choose the one that looked the dumbest when there was obviously a cheaper method.
However, he now understood the manager who had frightened him a little.
Some costs are invisible.
This is like a war without gunpowder.
If the alliance took a wrong step in a certain link, perhaps the person who sold the means of production at a low price with a flattering smile would be himself.
He knew.
In essence, he and Mr. Fred were 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 the next two days, and I will be responsible for arranging people to transport the things away."
Although it might be cheaper to wait a little longer, Sun Shiqi was worried that other companies in the alliance would be eyeing this high-quality asset like himself.
Fred made a decision immediately after hearing it.
"No problem! Boss Sun is a straightforward person... However, I recently took a fancy to an investment project in Shuguang City. Can part of the payment be paid with silver coins?"
Unexpectedly, Sun Shiqi was slightly stunned, put away the smile he had just revealed, and asked with a frown.
"What do you mean?"
"Hehe, it means literally," Fred pulled the generous boss aside, lowered his voice, and said slowly, "For example, on the books... you give me 40 million chips. This price is a bit cheap, but it is definitely not a bargain. And the remaining 10 million chips, converted into 10 million silver coins, you can transfer it to my account in the alliance or give me cash!"
Hearing this, Sun Shiqi immediately came back to his senses and looked at Fred twice in surprise.
Good guy.
Is this going to cheat his own shareholders? !
As a law-abiding citizen of the alliance, he certainly had no interest in speaking up 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 anxious, but was happy.
It was just the offer that was unacceptable.
In other words, this matter could be negotiated!
He immediately put on a flattering smile and said attentively.
"It's okay, we can talk... How much can you accept?"
Sun Shiqi raised an index finger.
"One million."
"One million?!" Fred widened his eyes and almost couldn't control the volume of his voice, "No! Too little! Your official exchange rate is 1:2, and the 1:1 discount I give you is good enough!"
Looking at this guy's poor acting skills, Sun Shiqi coughed lightly.
"Don't play dumb. Do you believe in that thing?"
Fred's face turned red, he gritted his teeth, and gestured five fingers.
"Five... five million, no! Three million! How about two million silver coins? It can't be less! Even in the black market, the best is 1:5!"
This is the truth.
Looking at the remaining two fingers and the bitter face, Sun Shiqi finally couldn't resist the temptation and nodded slowly.
"Okay."
After all, he didn't want to increase his company's debt too much, and borrowing money from the Alliance Bank was not without cost.
However, the two million silver coins could not be used in the public account, and had to be withdrawn from his own savings, and he couldn't borrow from the bank, which made Sun Shiqi feel a little painful.
The purchasing power of silver coins is much stronger than chips!
Seeing the boss from the Alliance nod, Fred finally showed a happy smile on his face and immediately reached out to hook his shoulder.
"Thank you for your understanding! We may have a lot of opportunities to cooperate in the future... Let's have dinner together tonight. I heard that the nightlife of the alliance is only beer and fireworks."
"We don't actually set off fireworks every day, and it's not just beer." Sun Shiqi subconsciously refuted.
He regarded himself as a member of the alliance a long time ago, and naturally did not allow others to make random arrangements about them.
"I know, but you definitely don't have that," Fred laughed and gave him a look that all men understand, "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 dancers into the box and perform for you alone. I just happen to 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 performance?"
Seeing the customer's interested expression, Fred laughed and said.
"Of course! And there are many programs! You are the boss from the Alliance, the girls there will definitely like you! If you pay the tip with silver coins, they will love you to death!"
Sun Shiqi teased.
"I thought they would call me a country bumpkin."
Fred waved his hand.
"That was a long time ago. Here, there is nothing you can't think of and nothing you can't buy."
Sun Shiqi wanted to refuse.
But his legs didn't listen to him.
He admitted that he was different from those residents of the shelter. He was a vulgar person, so he probably would never become a resident of the shelter in his life. No wonder the reserved girl never opened her heart to him.
It would be better if the Alliance could be more free.
It would be better to be as free as Boulder City, and do whatever you want as long as you have the chips.
But I guess Shelter No. 404 would 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 can be used to trade honor and dignity.
But...
This is not bad.
No matter how playful a person is, he will not like to bring bad things home. The wasteland is so big, it is too easy to find a toilet to shit.
Looking at Fred's flattering smile, Sun Shiqi couldn't help but smile.
Since this master has invited me so kindly.
Let's enjoy the fat flesh of this giant whale before it falls to the bottom of the sea...
...
It is not just the Lida Steel Plant that is "promoting". The Alliance's first batch of chips-denominated bonds alone reached a scale of 3 billion, and then opened up the sales channel of Boulder City Bank.
The bubbles squeezed out by financial instruments rushed towards the factory owners of Boulder City like a collapsed mountain torrent.
This is a "wave" more terrible than a wave.
High-quality means of production were labeled as bad, and the things that were once popular became shit that people avoided - because there were more fragrant things in front of everyone, and the bitterness after the sweetness was not so easy to detect.
In this feast in the name of prosperity, some people cried and some laughed wildly... For example, Sid was undoubtedly the latter.
He can be said to be the biggest winner of this game. He cashed out his chips early and left the market, so he was naturally the happiest one.
However, when he saw that the trading price of bonds in the secondary market was rising all the way, his smiling face gradually collapsed.
Staring at the palm-sized trading device, Sid bit his thumb nail and suddenly cursed.
"Tsk... that dog Weijia got a bargain!"
Seeing her husband's unhappy face, Bonnie sat beside him and looked at him with concern and asked.
"What's wrong, dear... Did something happen?"
"Nothing, dear," Sid gave his wife a gentle smile, and his face regained its former elegance, "It's just a small thing... The bonds I sold to Weijia have increased a little, and he should give me another 20 million."
Although she had no idea about money, Bonnie couldn't help but scold him.
"You... You have to let Weijia make some money, otherwise how can he work 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, and then thought about it and realized that his wife was right.
He almost forgot the ancestral teachings.
A greedy hyena will choke to death on a bone, and a win-win business can last long. After the owner has eaten the meat, he has to give the dog a bone.
Weijia is an old dog, and it's right to make a little money.
However, looking at the up and down fluctuating line, Sid couldn't help itching to buy back a little bit... 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 arbitrage space.
Bonnie went to dress up. In the afternoon, she and her sisters would go to the boutique beauty salon in the inner city to take care of their skin. Sid was not interested in that kind of thing and was staring at the palm-sized monitor.
Although he felt more and more uncomfortable, he was still very curious about how the bond 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 are boring."
Sid glanced at the dog thing.
"You know nothing, you little bastard!"
Kumit sat next to his father with a smirk, and couldn't wait to show off the little ink in his belly.
"I've heard my buddy Jixiu talk about bonds. They're not rare. Even if a 10-year 100-face-value bond goes up to the sky, it's only 140 chips, right? It can't be more expensive than the interest and principal for ten years combined, right?"
Without considering the transaction premium generated by the tax avoidance value, there's nothing wrong with this statement.
Sid glanced at his son in surprise.
"Hey... you know a lot, did Jixiu tell you?"
It turns out that the highest is only 140.
The mystery was solved, and he instantly lost interest in the trader in his hand.
Kumit raised his nose proudly.
"Of course! I said, my buddy has learned a little bit, and he plans to do something big this time!"
Jixiu had described the huge blueprint to him. The issuance of S coins was just to raise funds for that blueprint, and the results of the blueprint would deliver all the rewards, and Boulder City would also move towards greater prosperity.
Sid laughed and curled his lips.
He had heard from Melvin that he had severely beaten the kid at home because that Jixiu came back without saying hello and said a lot of nonsense.
As a place for vacation and relaxation, Ideal City is indeed good.
But he never thought of turning Boulder City into that kind of place for a second.
"Big business, how big a business?"
Kumet said proudly.
"He plans to build another outer city in the outer city!"
"Haha!" Sid laughed so hard that tears almost came out, and 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! Just like the ideal city, it is something similar to Cr," Kumit said complacently, "In order to achieve this goal, he specially used the technology of the ideal city to build an algorithm framework, and made transaction contracts and electronic certificates. The appreciation of this currency is completely controllable, and all the messy copper increases and decreases 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. A few young boys dare to say that they issue new chips.
Do you think this is just a joke?
Sid actually doesn't care much. Playing house is safer than killing and arson. It's not okay to let these naughty kids mess around outside without finding something to do.
However, Kumit's next sentence almost choked him to death.
"... The 100,000 S coins I hold now are worth 5 million chips!"
"Cough--!"
After a violent cough, Sid stood up and glared at his son, "Five million? You turtle son! Explain to me clearly, where did you get five million!"
He remembered very clearly that he only gave this kid two million last time!
What he hated most was stealing money!
Especially stealing money from home!
Seeing his father's ferocious expression, Kumit shrank his neck in fear and hurriedly explained.
"Yes, I earned it myself! Look!"
As he said that, he quickly took out the trading device and handed it to his father who misunderstood him.
Sid took the trading device, took a look and was stunned, his brows twisted into a rope.
"What is this?"
This line...
Why do I feel familiar?
However, this ups and downs fluctuation is too exaggerated. Although it is generally rising, it is frightening.
"S coin." Kumit confessed with an honest face.
"What?"
"It's the credit currency I mentioned," seeing his father's bewildered face, Kumit swallowed his saliva and explained quickly, "In the past, one chip could be exchanged for one S coin, but now we have raised it to 1:50... 100,000 S coins, isn't that five million?"
Sid was even more confused after hearing this.
If the silver coin rose in price one day, he would understand, but why did the S coin rise?
And one S coin can be exchanged for 50 chips...
However, the facts are in front of him.
And this increase is also quite interesting.
The 100-face-value chips can only rise to 140, but there is no upper limit to the increase of S coins. Isn't it just a toy?
No wonder his son looked down on the toy in his hand... With the increase of 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 intentionally or unintentionally.
"Then the trading contract and the algorithm certificate... Forget it, I don't understand you young people, just tell me, how do you play this?"
"As long as you have an account in 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 is willing to join them, the plate can be made bigger.
Jixiu tried to persuade his father, President Melvin, but unfortunately he was locked up in a small dark room again.
"... I can only say that this thing is a bit interesting."
Sid was embarrassed to say directly that he was tempted. After all, it was not decent to make money in the inner city. Even if he wanted to buy it, he couldn't do it in front of his family.
Kumit didn't care about what was decent or not. Seeing that his father was tempted, he jumped up from the sofa and said with a smile.
"Dad! That's easy! Didn't I borrow two million from you? I'll pay you back... How about 40,000 S coins? You can play with them and withdraw them at any time, and they will be credited to your account in one second!"
Sid was immediately unhappy when he heard this and slapped his son on the back of his head.
"What do you mean by borrowing and paying back? Are you talking to your father?"
Looking at his aggrieved son, he didn't want to discourage his son's enthusiasm for doing things, so he said in a soothing tone.
"Go to the housekeeper and get another... five million chips, just treat it as a practice."
Hearing that his father supported his career so much, Kumit was immediately excited.
He climbed down from the sofa and looked at his father solemnly.
"Dad! I won't say anything polite... I will definitely not let you down! I will definitely turn these five million chips into ten million - no, one hundred million!"
Looking at his grateful son, Sid nodded approvingly.
Not bad.
As expected of his own son.
This high-spirited young man looks a bit like he did when he was young.
"You've made progress."
Standing up and patting Kumit's shoulder, Sid said earnestly.
"Just do it, your dad will always be your backer."
Kumet clenched his fists excitedly.
"Thanks, Dad!"
The man said what he meant.
Although he knew that his dad didn't look down on that little money, Kumit still forced a new trader into his account, and then transferred 40,000 S coins to his account in front of him.
"The trader and the account are one-to-one corresponding, and the key is stored in it. You must protect it well. It's very troublesome to find it back if you lose it! And, you have to control the quantity when selling, don't sell too much at a time, and you must discuss with me if you sell more than 1,000 coins!" Kumit stared at his dad and said seriously.
Seeing his son's nagging instructions, Sid waved his hand impatiently.
"Okay, got it, don't bother me with this little money."
He kicked his son out of the house.
Sid stared at the trader for a while, and finally couldn't help itching in his heart. He called the maid who had previously helped his wife comb her hair and threw the trader into her hands.
The young and beautiful maid looked at Sid tremblingly and asked carefully.
"... Master? What do you want?"
"Enter your bank card number." Sid said in an imperative tone.
The maid didn't dare to hesitate and did it immediately. Then, under Sid's order, she pressed 100 and clicked the sell button.
The maid looked at Sid blankly, not knowing what happened.
"Master?"
Sid waited for a while and continued patiently.
"Use your home phone to call Melvin's secretary and check the amount on your card. Just say I asked you to check."
Although the maid was confused, she still went to the next room. After a while, there was a scream from inside, and then the phone fell to the ground with a bang.
When Sid heard the sound, he immediately stood up and walked in quickly. He saw the maid lying on the ground and hurriedly picked up the phone.
He had guessed something from the expression on her face, but he still wanted to hear her say it herself, so he asked excitedly.
"How is it? How much more money is 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 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 were shining with excitement.
It can actually be withdrawn!
That son of a bitch is really promising!
Money is the best stimulant. He, who had no interest in sex, suddenly looked at the maid in front of him.
That gloomy face had a twisted kindness.
"That's my reward for you. Just take the flowers. I won't take them away."
The maid breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly.
"Thank you, sir..."
Sid nodded with satisfaction.
"By the way, don't you have a boyfriend? I see you often write letters to him."
That bright smile was a little nervous.
"Yes..."
Putting his hand on her waist carelessly, Sid admired the young and beautiful face and said in a chatty tone.
"That young man is pretty good. I'm optimistic about the future of the Boulder City Bank. Melvin is also an old friend of mine. I'll ask him to take care of it... Haha, I'm getting off topic, but speaking of it, you're all grown up, so it's time to consider having a wedding, right? Or use this money."
He liked her reaction very much.
Usually only new girls would show such an expression. After a long time, they would be no different from those rouge and powder outside, no matter how beautiful they were.
He was not the young boy like Kumit. He had long passed the age of not caring about meat and vegetables, and needed a little stimulation to react.
The maid bit her lips lightly, her face slightly pale, and her last reserve made her say in a pleading voice.
"...This is the lady's room."
But she didn't expect it.
The match not only did not drive away the jackal, but it set the firewood pile on fire.
Cid grinned and slammed the door hard.
"That's good!"