The starting system is awesome. Sorry, I am invincible.

Intelligence page on Great Britain.

Almost half of the page information is about Qin Chuan's investigation.

Because Qinchuan's information is heavily protected by the Ministry of Security of China.

Most sensitive information, such as family members, assets, etc., are shielded and protected across the entire Internet.

China’s network information security technology ranks first in the world.

Even in the United States, it is very difficult to obtain Qin Chuan's personal information.

However, Edward, who was in charge of intelligence work in Great Britain.

Relying on clues and exploring step by step, he still discovered the terrible thing about Qin Chuan.

Just from launching this unprecedented short-selling operation against Great Britain, he could see how huge Qinchuan's energy was and how deep the city was.

After Edward investigated in depth, he discovered.

In order to short-sell Great Britain, Qin Chuan's layout can be traced back to the beginning of the short-selling Gaosheng Consortium incident last year.

It was a unique black swan event in the history of Wall Street.

He shorted the Gaosheng Financial Group, and then supported the Merlon Financial Group, making it the talker on Wall Street.

Thus, in disguise, he became someone who could unite Wall Street.

After Qin Chuan, he even risked his life.

He personally visited the central region and single-handedly brokered the reconciliation of the century between Saudi Arabia and Iraq.

This method is simply appalling.

Is this something an ordinary person can do?

I learned about the earth-shattering things Qin Chuan had done.

Edward's intuition told him that if this person is not eliminated, he will become a serious problem for the United States in the future.

He must investigate Qin Chuan for the great America.

Under the conditions of limited resources, Edward worked day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep.

Even giving up his butt in exchange for important information.

When he sat in front of the computer, he hit the Enter key and looked at the information he had collected so hard and successfully sent it to the White House.

Edward breathed a deep sigh of relief. He felt that he had completed an unprecedented investigation.

"God bless me America! God bless your Excellency the President!"

With a deep sense of satisfaction, Edward fell asleep contentedly.

He looked forward to waking up to receive a commendation from the president.

American white house.

King Slip looked at the full screen of reports about Qinchuan and Daqin International, his face turned livid.

He flicked the mouse wheel quickly.

"jesuschrist..."

King Sleep picked up the phone on the table and dialed the CIA boss directly.

"Fake! Is there a guy named Edward in your department? Fire him immediately!"

After saying that, King Sleep hung up the phone heavily.

"Your Excellency, what happened?" James Lincoln looked confused. Why.

"Come and read for yourself! What kind of bullshit does he write! 10,000+ words of nonsense, all about Qin Chuan! I really want to see Charles III! What's going on with Charles III!!! But this guy gave me Report from me, a nobody! Farke!!!"

James Lincoln was forced to stand before the president.

His brows suddenly furrowed into a Sichuan shape.

Not because of Edward's report, but because of King Sleep...

Oh my god...it tastes too bad...

Even the President’s Office has the world’s top fresh air system.

But I can't stand the fact that King Slip in front of me is a straight man...

"Your Excellency, President, I think it is necessary to pay attention to Qin Chuan." James Lincoln held his breath and reminded

"Just a small businessman, what's worthy of our attention? Just let the vampires on Wall Street do it."

James Lincoln silently rolled his eyes.

Wall Street is almost wearing the same pants as others...

And let people take action...

Will those vampires kill their God of Wealth?

You really want to eat shit...

"I'm afraid Wall Street is no match for him. Have you forgotten the Gaosheng Consortium half a year ago?"

James Lincoln quietly opened the window behind him and took a breath.

"Half a year ago? Gaosheng Consortium? What's the matter? If you say so, Claude from Gaosheng Consortium hasn't asked me to play golf for a long time. That guy was afraid of my ability to hit a hole in one."

James Lincoln had a black streak.

How did this old man in front of me become the president of the United States...

Damn it, I must be in the advanced stages of Alzheimer's disease.

"Your Excellency, Claude of the Gaosheng Consortium died half a year ago..."

King Slip's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Dead? How did he die? Is the wind coming soon? I have told him many times that he should not go to the island to play when he is old... Those girls above are too young and he cannot control them..."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

James Lincoln didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, King Slip forgot about this and continued to slide the mouse.

After his unremitting efforts to scroll, he finally saw information about the current situation of King Charles III.

[The economy of Great Britain is about to collapse, and the day the stock market melts down will be its fall]

[People demanding the king’s resignation are pouring into the king’s palace from all directions]

[The prince, princess, grandson and others of the king’s family have taken a special plane to fly to the United States to apply for asylum]

[The king chose to stay in the palace alone, waiting for the great America to lend a helping hand]

[The first batch of aid funds approved by Congress, US$[-] million, has been exhausted]

[The king once again begged the great America to lend a helping hand]

[Some people have tried to storm the king's palace]

[The king has disguised himself as a tramp and escaped from the palace under the protection of his guards]

Immediately afterwards, there was a video of anti-king people storming the king's palace.

In the video, angry people were seen holding rocks, gasoline bottles and other items.

Smashing towards the king's palace that they were once proud of.

At the gate of the palace, there are arrogant guards wearing high hats and sitting on horses.

He was pulled off his horse by the crowd. Although the guards struggled desperately, they were unable to defeat dozens or hundreds of hands.

He was instantly dragged into the crowd and disappeared.

"Reverse! Reverse! Reverse!"

King Sleep muttered after seeing the video.

The reason why he is angry is because Great Britain has always been the younger brother of the United States.

King Charles III of Great Britain was actually a target of secret support from the United States.

He is the spokesperson of the United States in Great Britain and even Europe.

If you mess with Charles III, aren't you just slapping the United States in the face?

Dare to slap the face of the United States, it is like lighting a lamp in the pit and seeking death.

"James, go and give that Chinese guy an ultimatum. He must immediately stop all short-selling actions against Great Britain! Otherwise, I, King Spree, will take immediate action on behalf of the United States to impose sanctions on the companies he owns. .”

James Lincoln replied simply.

"Understood, Your Excellency, President."

After that, he turned around and walked out the door.

Damn it, I just issued an ultimatum, now?

You are stupid, I am not stupid.

James Lincoln walked slowly and leisurely to his office.

Back inside, he took out his cell phone and sent a text message to his assistant.

[The room is ready, room 3472 of JW Hotel. 】

The assistant replies instantly [Okay, dear]

[Remember to bring your equipment. The topic we are studying today is the feasibility of coordinated operations between cavalry and musketeers. 】

James Lincoln raised the corners of his mouth slightly, took out a small blue pill from his arms, and swallowed it in one gulp.

As for the President's mission, be damned.

Anyway, it is only a matter of time before Qinchuan's companies are sanctioned.

Why waste more time on unnecessary things.