Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

After enjoying a few juicy tidbits, the British gossip lovers have started enjoying some more since September, and this time, the gossip has landed them on their own heads.

Zhang San was also waiting for September to arrive, but NT-MS, MCA, New Era Financial and New Era Financial did not realize what September meant for them. If the big boss of Sotheby's suffered a crushing defeat in Europe this month, then they would also be severely weakened.

NT-MS, MCA, New Era Financial Group, and New Era Financial Group are four closely linked groups that can be referred to as the New Era Group.

As the saying goes, "a flawless oo cannot be concealed," and the British pound has entered its darkest hour.

伦敦时间1992年9月16日 19:30，英国宣布英镑与德国马克脱钩。这个消息一出，英镑兑美元暴跌25%，堂堂带英帝国的货币被搞出了科创板的涨跌幅。

Some were happy while others were sad. The people at the British headquarters were naturally among the sad ones, while another group of people were not happy either. A group of people on Wall Street were feeling particularly miserable at this moment.

"That lucky Chinese kid won again."

They pushed through all of Zhang San's proposals, waiting for the moment of harvest—the moment when those investments failed; but at that moment, the other party succeeded.

While the group of people were unhappy, the old man sitting in the center position remained calm.

"Don't you think this person has a real knack for finance? He made money for us, yet you're all harboring resentment towards him?"

He continued, "I also felt that we had lost the chance to control NT-MS, but we didn't lose anything, we even made money."

"We're already in an invincible position, and that lucky little guy has struck it rich again. I really envy him; he's not only young, but also incredibly lucky!"

The following sounds like he's talking to himself, or perhaps to the others present.

The others thought, "Holy crap, that's really true!" and immediately, the smiles returned to the faces of the people in the meeting room. It wasn't that they didn't know, but that they did know, but they had to put on an act for others.

Allen once commented on the female bodhisattvas of the island nation, saying, "They were excellent actresses on the ship. They could not only laugh but also cry, and they could act and scream. They were deeply loved by the audience."

And one person was also very happy. As Zhang San's representative at NT-MS, John had more confidence when speaking at the board meeting.

Because Zhang San's investment yielded the greatest return, and they might have won a bank with a 100% return; a 4 billion pound bank, just thinking about it is exciting.

John was beaming at Thursday's board meeting, which was an extraordinary one.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we now have a bank, and our shareholders have gotten a bank for free this time."

Laughter erupted at the board meeting, but after it subsided, John said seriously, "Now, we need someone to manage this bank."

Speaking of this, all the board members became wary of each other. Although they all wanted to get rid of the boss, now it was time to distribute... to divide the spoils. Although they shared common interests, now they all wanted their own people to take the lead, making the situation rather strange.

John knew it; these gentlemen were all bastards. At first, they scrutinized his proposal meticulously, but now that the boss had succeeded, they were already thinking about how to share the spoils of victory.

Meanwhile, another group of people were also happy: the shareholders who sold Midland Bank. Now that the FTSE 100 index has collapsed across the board and stocks on the London Stock Exchange have fallen across the board, if they hadn't sold, they probably wouldn't know how much they would have lost by now.

However, NT-MS didn't lose out either. They converted most of their assets into dollar assets, and those pounds they had just hedged made a killing this time.

Another happy person was Socrates. He used $10 billion. When he felt desperate, two benefactors helped him. One was the British Prime Minister, who raised bank interest rates to 15%. The other was speculative capital, which was smart money.

These "smart money" investors sit back and watch the fight unfold. Once the outcome is clear, they'll launch a vicious attack on the losing side and then reap the rewards.

They failed and raised the white flag when they made a failed decision in Britain and sought help from Germany and France in the European Community.

After Black Wednesday, Zhang San began closing out his positions. He had too much money, which had been amplified twofold in the foreign exchange market. At that moment, he was frantically buying pounds and selling dollars.

This time, Zhang San profited at least 40%; after deducting various fees and taxes, he still has a lot of loans to repay.

Chai Xiaofen and He Meitian watched as Zhang San, beaming with joy, opened a glass of champagne and poured three glasses.

"Have a drink with me to celebrate our victory." Zhang San raised his glass and gestured to Chai Xiaofen and He Meitian.

Unlike He Meitian, Chai Xiaofen, who was very close to Zhang San, smiled after being stunned and picked up her wine glass to clink with Zhang San's.

"Congratulations, Third Brother, you've won again."

Zhang San rolled his eyes and said, "I told you, don't call me Third Brother anymore. Call me Stephen or Zhang Sheng."

Zhang San, who was originally happy, was now in a bad mood. He then tilted his head back and drank all the champagne. He then sat back down at his desk, started making phone calls, and got back into work mode.

"Sister Xiaofen, why are you spoiling the boss's mood again?"

Chai Xiaofen whispered, "If this person becomes too successful, he'll get arrogant, and then we'll become dispensable. I'm just trying to get his attention and make him think about me."

Sweetie was stunned; she couldn't believe such a thing existed.

The amount of money involved this time is enormous, so there will naturally be a lot of cleanup to do when the operation is over. And although the funds are legal, some people in London are furious. Damn it, where is the Empire's face? Where is the Empire's dignity?

WTF, it's all because of that Socrates... and his Quantum Foundation, what an unpopular bunch. If it weren't for them leading the way, this wouldn't have happened.

And then there's Germany and France, those two countries also refused to come to our aid...

While these gentlemen in England were exchanging greetings with each other, they failed to reflect that the empire was already in its twilight years. They had lost their land rights and colonies, and naturally, they would lose their former glory.

However, they hadn't yet recovered from the glory of the "empire on which the sun never sets," and they paid the price for their arrogance; the pound would depreciate even further in the future.