Reborn Financial Overlord

That's right, the middle-aged man hiding in the closet is the Lord Major, the leader of the Conservative Party and the Prime Minister of the Cabinet.

As for why he hid in the closet...Maybe it's because it's quieter here, allowing him to calm down and think.

Ok!

The fact is that this lordship does not know what to do, does not know how to face the crisis facing Great Britain, does not know how to face the most difficult dilemma of his political career.

It's hard to understand, but understandable.

As a human being, it is inevitable that there will be times of fear and shrinking, step by step from the status of a commoner to the prime minister of the cabinet. Although Sister Mei's political career has not been smooth sailing, it can be regarded as a smooth rise.

But now, he has to face a crisis that Great Britain has never encountered before, and he really doesn't know what choice to make.

Joining the European Common Economic Community was promoted by him alone, and it was also his biggest bargaining chip to defeat Mrs Thatcher and other competitors, but now that the pound has fallen to this point, it means that this policy is wrong.

Chapter 1 Seventeen It's time to throw the blame

If you make a mistake, you will pay the price.

Political mistakes must be regressed and yielded.

Just like Mrs. Thatcher, although she was known as the Iron Lady, she had no choice but to resign at the request of the three cabinet members headed by Patten.

Many people in the Conservative Party opposed his ruling, and some people in the Democratic Party have always believed that there is no benefit for the pound to stay in the ECU, especially the remarks made by Pound Brook not long ago. It is conceivable that if this time cannot He will face the same blame for what is happening with sterling.

Oh my god!

What should I do?

How can it be like this?

Leaning in the dark closet, John Major kept grabbing the hair on his head. The huge pressure made him just want to hide here and never go out for the rest of his life. The closet was huge, but the weather in England was rainy all the year round, and the wooden closet was still There was a faint musty smell, but even so, Sister Mei didn't want to go out.

That way, he wouldn't have to face endless blame and the difficult dilemma of not being able to choose.

Every minute and every second, the United Kingdom is suffering losses in units of billions. The Prime Minister, as the head of state, must bear corresponding responsibilities at this time. No one would have thought that the Prime Minister who is in charge of the cabinet at this time will be under great pressure. And hid in the closet.

It's absolutely impossible, isn't it?

It was impossible for Norman Lamont to think of it, but the Prime Minister was missing, and the people in the office couldn't tell him that the angry Chancellor of the Exchequer couldn't sit still after waiting in the office for 5 minutes.

The continuous pressure had already brought Lamont to the brink of collapse. After waiting for a long time to no avail, he blushed and quarreled with Jim Kate, the head of the prime minister's office.

"Jim. Do you know how serious the problem is. I need to see the Prime Minister right away, right away."

"Your Excellency Lamont, please wait a moment. Mr. Prime Minister still has a little problem to deal with, and will interview you immediately."

"Bastard. What's worse than the pound. Tell me where he is. I've got to report to him right away."

"..."

Sister Mei, who was hiding in the closet and scratching her head, subconsciously stopped moving. He turned his head from the darkness, and the light from the gap in the closet was full of dawn light and shone on his face. The bright light was so brilliant and full of warmth.

A wonderful note came leisurely...

Crawling out of the closet, Major went to the bathroom to wash his face, picked up a comb and carefully combed his disheveled hair, and then changed into a new set of clothes. anxiety.

No one could believe that the man in the mirror with a smile on his face and eyes full of life between his eyebrows just wanted to cry aloud while hiding in the dark closet a few minutes ago.

Although the prime minister is the first chancellor of the exchequer, there is also the finance minister, isn't it?

Tightening the tie around his neck, Major felt a sense of relief that he hadn't felt in a long time, and opened the bedroom door.

"Mr. Prime Minister, where did you go just now?"

"My God. Major, there is something very important waiting for you. We have been looking for you for a long time."

"John. God, did you fall in the toilet, I searched the whole Admiralty building."

"......"

"Guys, I just went to the bathroom and changed into a suit, don't be so nervous, now I know the seriousness of the matter!"

In the rush of questions, Major shrugged his shoulders, and responded with his usual humor and ease.

It has to be said that the so-called movie kings are like kindergarten children in front of this gentleman, with their perfect acting ability, with their impeccable facial expressions and even their eyes, everyone will think that he is telling the truth.

Of course, everything would be perfect if someone hadn't been to all the restrooms to check.

But it doesn't matter, no one is stupid enough to expose Major's lie, can't the Prime Minister squat in the pit, or have shit on his clothes?

Otherwise, what clothes to change at this time.

After a full quarter of an hour, Norman Lamont and his advisers were finally received by Sister Mei, but his boss looked relaxed and irritating.The country loses hundreds of millions of pounds every few minutes, but Major doesn't look anxious at all.

Could it be that this bastard also sold pounds in private?

Norman Lamont thought in his heart.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the round table meeting room of the Admiralty Building. In the round table meeting room made of sandalwood, ministers and gentlemen from various departments also came.

As the Ministry of Finance, which bears the main responsibility, Norman Lamont is naturally the main speaker of this meeting. Facing his colleagues and cabinet staff, he immediately organized his language to briefly describe the problems facing the pound.

Problems must always be resolved.

But what is interesting is that the ministers present and even the prime minister and cabinet members were not worried or disturbed because the Bank of England only had one billion dollars left.

Norman Lamont didn't notice this, and he mentioned a possibility to the Minister of Foreign Affairs with his last hope.

"If we can come to an agreement on financial diplomacy with Germany, I think the crisis we are facing will be much less disruptive."

"I don't think there's room for financial diplomacy between us and the Germans, man, can't you see that Schlesinger guy's attitude, I bet it was directed by that bastard Kohl's."

"Then what should we do? If we cannot reach a financial diplomatic agreement with Germany, we will only be forced to withdraw from the exchange rate mechanism."

How to do?

The present Mr. Minister, the cabinet members and Major looked at each other.

"Can we withdraw from the exchange rate mechanism without offending its European partners? Will this mislead other countries?"

"If we do pull out, will there be calls for ministers to resign?"

"..."

You ass!

Numerous lumps were stuck in Norman Lamont's chest, and he could hardly vomit.

It was clear that Major's intention was to share responsibility for the crisis, and the burden of what this was going to entail, with the rest of the room.Everyone knows that such a serious problem will definitely be settled after the fall.

It was a shrewd move, and from Major's perspective, it helped eliminate potential rivals who posed a threat to him.

Damn bastard, even more bastard than me!

Lamont knew that if it came to the last moment, he, the chancellor of the exchequer, would be thrown out of the bed, but he really didn't expect that the matter was not over yet, and the gang of bastards in front of him were ready to take the blame on him.

The messy discussions did not come to any conclusion in the end, and it was not even conclusive whether to withdraw from the exchange rate mechanism as Lamont thought.

If you withdraw from the European Exchange Rate Mechanism, there are ministers who need to resign.

"I propose that we can raise the rate one more time."

Norman Lamont said aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law who was raped.

Although he was very clear that Major's purpose was to force him to put forward a last-ditch effort to save the pound, so that he could insist on the EC strategy pushed by Major until the last second.

But he had no choice at all, he either resigned or took the blame.

To this, everyone present naturally raised their hands in agreement, a dead fellow is better than a dead poor.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, internal news from Great Britain.

With Chancellor of the Exchequer Norman Lamont insisting on raising interest rates again, Prime Minister John Major approved the hike after seeking the consent of all ministers present.

——Add three percentage points this time, and it will take effect the next day, making a final effort to save the pound.

Chapter 1 The Bank of England Lost It All (Subscribe)

"Ridiculous, stupid, what the UK needs now is looser monetary policy not another rate hike."

"I have said long ago that if the safety of the pound cannot be guaranteed, exiting the European Community is more suitable for the UK now."

"The market has proven that it was a wrong decision to stay in ECU, but they have been selectively blinded to make mistakes again and again."

"Now, continuing to buy sterling has no meaning except to provide liquidity to international speculators headed by Shen Jiannan."

"..."

In the interview hall of the "Daily Economic News", Pound Brook faced the camera and was interviewed by reporters. He was like an angry cowboy slamming the cabinet's decision on monetary policy.

From his possible outcome on the pound at the beginning, to the needs of the British economy, the regulations clearly pointed out the various mistakes of the Treasury and the cabinet in dealing with the pound issue this time.Brook believes that it is meaningless for the UK to remain in the European Community. The downturn in the stock market and the economy requires a looser monetary policy. It is a waste of taxpayers' hard-earned money to forcefully maintain the price of the pound.

While Pound Brook was being interviewed, Norman Lamont was surrounded by reporters at the entrance of the Ministry of Finance building.

"Mr. Lamont, the pound has fallen by 20.00% [-], does the cabinet have any plans to consider withdrawing from the European Community?"

"Mr. Lamont, the British pound has fallen sharply. What countermeasures are the government going to take to protect the taxpayers' wealth?"

"Mr. Lamont, is the government considering giving up the value of the pound?"

"..."

"..."

The rush of questioning made the blood vessels on Norman Lamont's forehead almost bulge. If he could, he really wanted to say, how the hell would I know.

But everyone speaks for themselves, facing the constant flash bombs, he can only choose to hide all the facts.

"I can't answer the other questions, but the pound will never depreciate. Tomorrow, we will raise interest rates by another three per cent to keep the pound safe."

"With interest rates as high as 20.00% unprecedented, has the government considered the long-term damage to the economy..."

"Mr. Lamont, sources indicate that the proposed increase in interest rates was a recommendation from the Treasury Department..."

"Has the government considered that high interest rates will cause greater trauma to the securities market and the real economy..."

"..."

Under the continuous questioning, the muscles in the corners of Lamont's eyes kept twitching. He dared to bet that someone must have deliberately disclosed this information to the reporter.

Damn!

Advice from the Ministry of Finance!

"No comment, but I'm pretty sure the value of the pound will never go down."

"Mr. Lamont, the public has the right to know the truth."

"You have the responsibility and obligation to disclose what decisions the government will make..."

"..."

With your Mapi!

In an instant, the anger accumulated in Lamont's heart was ignited. He angrily pushed away the surrounding reporters and walked into the Ministry of Finance building without looking back.

Under the obstruction of the security personnel, the noise and hustle and bustle gradually faded away, but watching the interest rate hike news appearing on the Reuters screen, Lamont couldn't relax at all.The screen was all red, and the price of the British pound was still unaffected as if it had closed. It was almost like a vegetative patient lying on the bed, and any medicine had no effect.

The pound is going down.

Lamont was clearly aware of this, returned to the office, and silently lit a cigarette. The extremely complicated feelings made him not know what to do.

If the pound goes down, he could make a ton of money on his position, but it also means, presumably...

His political career was coming to an end.

After a long time, half of a cigarette was left. Lamont picked up the phone on the table and performed his duties. It was necessary for him to remind the finance ministers of various countries of the plight faced by the pound.

"Herro. I have to remind you that we may not be able to hold on. If the pound is still the way it is before six o'clock, we may have to withdraw from the community."

Hierro Barusi, Italian Finance Minister.

His relationship with Lamont had always been very good, and he even asked Schlesinger some questions at the Bath meeting, hinted at by Lamont.Of course, Barusi didn't know that when Lila collapsed, Lamont had slapped his chest and smiled.

But these are not important. Italy is in the same predicament as the British pound. If the UK goes to this point, Italy will probably be very troublesome.

"I suggest that the foreign exchange market can be suspended first to allow more time, and you can talk to Schlesinger during this period."

Are you so stupid!