Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

Author: niko clan

Summary:

"Senior Akagi Hinako, I have always respected you, I am grateful to Da Vinci, and I feel pity for Ophelia. And Scathach, Teacher Lanis, Ritsuka, and the little eggplant Mashu... They are all people who have accompanied me through ups and downs."

"But I was deeply in love with Romani. I fell in love with her at first sight."

"Love at first sight is just love at first sight."

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Progress: Singularity F——Paris——Constantinople——?

Chapter 1 From Manchester to Chaldea

"Alexander Allen is a newcomer we recruited from outside this time. Mr. Rafe, the director said that you will be in charge of him." After informing him, the staff member took his leave.

The man, who was wearing a green coat but had a 16th century British hairstyle, looked at the information in his hand. "Alexander Allen, male, 19 years old, from Manchester, England, a die-hard Manchester United fan, studying economics at the University of Nottingham..."

"The finance department should be a good fit for you. There have been a lot of personnel changes in Chaldea recently, so this may be your chance. Come with me."

"Humanity Continuation Guarantee Agency Phoenix Chaldea, also known as Humanity Guarantee Agency Chaldea or Chaldea. The place where you will be working in the future will have four months of vacation a year, one of which is paid vacation - of course, this is for you ordinary people."

"Oh, by the way, for some unknown reason in the United States, the Animusphia family had problems with their financial operations, and as a result, Chaldea laid off a large number of employees. Now the remaining employees are less than one-tenth of what they used to be."

"We're here. This is where you'll work. The future belongs to you, young man, keep going." After watching Ralph Lenore leave, Alan pushed the door open. In front of him was nothing but a stool, a table, and a bed.

Allen: "......"

My name is Alexander Allen, and I am a time traveler like many of my predecessors. Now I have come to the world of FGO, and I am very "lucky" to become a member of Chaldea - Harry Caesar Anderson! I'll be waiting for you next time I see you!

So I was fooled into the pirate ship. Although there are tall people to hold up the sky when it falls, I am not a certain evil person in this world, and I don’t have a magic circuit. I come from Manchester and I just want to use the season ticket in my hand to watch the games I support, after all, Ronaldinho only has one last year at the Theatre of Dreams...

Anderson, Qiu Ligao, you must lure Fujimaru Ritsuka over here in seven years!

Allen looked at the room in front of him that combined work and rest (touching) and thought about himself as the only labor force in the current finance department... NMD, WSM, where are the systems and plug-ins for me as a time traveler? The script is wrong!

Just like that, in AD 2008, Alexander Allen, an ordinary time traveler from Manchester, now becomes an office worker in Chaldea.

"It is known that the Animusphia family has fallen into a difficult period due to the economic crisis, which has forced Chaldea to cut staff and reduce budgets in order to barely maintain operations. This is how 'ordinary people' like me entered Chaldea."

"It's 2008 now. Da Vinci answered the call in 2012. The eggplant transformation experiment was in 2010. I still have two years to make use of."

After evaluating the current situation in Chaldea, Allen set three goals for himself in the coming year:

1. During this period, hold on to the thigh of the Minister of Medical Affairs who owes you a cake.

2. Prove that you are not capable of staying here for a long time.

3. If possible, deduct Anderson’s salary.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Come in." Alan closed his notebook.

After hearing Alan's promise, the door of the room was pushed open, and a woman with a ponytail walked in. She was wearing a complete set of isolation clothing under her white coat, and she exuded the air of slacking off.

"You must be one of the new members this time. I'm Romani Achiman, the director of the medical department and the chief doctor here. We'll be colleagues from now on. By the way, what's your name?"

"Alan, Alexander Allen." Alan stood up and shook her hand. "Please give me your guidance. We will be colleagues from now on."

"Well, please give me your guidance. "As a senior who joined in 2005, I have the obligation to help you get familiar with the environment of Chaldea as soon as possible. When I first arrived here, it was the director Mr. Marisbury who took me on a tour. "

"Then you are really a powerful figure, doctor. I will cling to you from now on... ahem, I don't mean it literally."

"If you really mean it literally, I guess you'll have to go back tomorrow."

"Sorry sorry."

……

"Uh, well, Alan, let me explain..."

"Although Mr. Leif has said that the number of Chaldea members is less than one-tenth of what it used to be, I didn't expect the cafeteria to be the same." Alan looked at the empty cafeteria with a loving gaze. It was the same as his student days before he traveled through time.

“Why are they laying off employees in the cafeteria too?”

"Oh, Dr. Roman is training new people. It seems that the director did not inform you that the layoff list includes cafeteria staff."

"Alan, this is Mr. Ginger Abel Munir, the control room operator. You can just call him Mr. Munir." Romani introduced the newcomer to Alan, and then began to complain about the Lakers management's operation. "What kind of operation is this, Mr. Marisbury? How come the cafeteria is also involved in the layoffs? Munir, do you know when the first batch of new employees will arrive?"

"The earliest we can do that is tomorrow when the supplies arrive. How about this, I remember there are still some ingredients left in the kitchen, so let's have barbecue tonight."

"I'm worried about my future work environment." Allen looked at the list of Chaldea's current personnel that he had written down. "Excluding the director and Mr. Leif, the remaining people add up to less than 100 people..."

"And now the financial situation of the Animusphia family is not optimistic, so we have specially added a financial department, Allen." Romani looked at him seriously and put his hands on his shoulders. "Alexander Allen, as a student at the University of Nottingham, which ranks fourth in economics in the UK, the fate of Chaldea... no, the world, and mankind, is in your hands."

"I need something more realistic."

"We need professionals to help us handle Chaldea's financial operations."

"Don't you have anyone of your own?"

"If it's not this major, do you think they know this from a magic family?"

Hey, what's wrong with the doctor in this world line? Allen looked at the gender-changed orange-haired single ponytail in front of him, and connected it with the one in the game, and he couldn't put it together.

"Don't worry about the details. Leif should have told you about our benefits. These benefits are unmatched."

"Where did you learn this stick and carrot method, Romani?" Alan complained in his heart as he looked at such an experienced doctor.

"The barbecue is ready, Dr. Roman, Alan, it's time to eat." Mr. Munir brought out a pot of barbecue from the kitchen and motioned for us to come over. "Anything to drink? It would be weird to eat barbecue without something to go with it."

"Beer, tea and coffee."

"It feels like the two behind are very dangerous..."

"Anyway, Alan, just think of this as our welcome party for you. We still have a long time to work together in the future."

Is this his future work environment and colleagues? Looking at this Chaldea that has slightly changed from the original game world line, he now seems a little dull as he is thinking.

"Alan? What are you doing there? Let me tell you in advance, I won't leave any for you." Romani didn't stop working while calling Alan. The barbecue was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Alan saw the barbecue coming

Alan saw that the barbecue was half

Alan saw that the barbecue was almost finished.

"Romani, you are a human being, stop it!"

Thus began Alexander Allen's life in Chaldea.

Don't ask, the only thing I'll ask is that I will always like Romani Achman.jpg

Chapter 2 This is called professionalism.jpg

"Unfamiliar ceiling."

Alan woke up from a hangover, and his brain froze for a while before he remembered that this was not Manchester. "Those two were really crazy last night. I suspect they have Slavic ancestry. They drank a bottle of it and it was like nothing happened."

"Alan, zaima?" Romani's voice came from outside the door.

"Buz...I'm here, Romani, is there anything wrong?" Alan opened the door with sleepy eyes and looked at the doctor who knocked on the door with a resentful face.

"Uh... this is an unusual situation. Let's not talk about that for now. Mr. Marisberry wants to see you. He really wants to hear professionals' analysis of the economic crisis and the current situation in Chaldea. I sent you the relevant information yesterday."

"WTF? Romani, you sent it to me? Yesterday?" Allen was surprised. "You drank so much yesterday, didn't you fall asleep as soon as you got home? How could you have time to send me this?"

"Don't underestimate the power of the Chief of Chaldea. I have been practicing Taoism before you came." The chief female doctor leaned against the door frame with a look of indifference on her face.

"Didn't anyone tell you to take care of yourself?" Perhaps because of the God's perspective in the game, Allen, who had just arrived in Chaldea for only one day, couldn't help but preach to Dr. Roman in front of him. "

Romani was obviously confused. In the whole of Chaldea, Allen was the first one to give her advice.

"As the chief doctor of Chaldea, the human resources protection agency, if you yourself collapse, what will happen to the health of other people in Chaldea? You are neglecting one thing while focusing on another, don't you know, Romani Achiman?"

"I know...I know."

The doctor, frightened by the sudden momentum, subconsciously put his hands on his head and was unable to react for a while.

"Be more careful next time. After all, you are our last line of defense to some extent. Be nice to yourself. By the way, when does the director want me to meet him?"

"I'll take you there in an hour. Is this amount of time ok? How about I postpone it to the afternoon for you?" After knowing what he had done, Romani tried to remedy the situation. He had previously subconsciously taken for granted the work and rest schedules of ordinary people and his own.

"Who do you think I am? I'm a genius! The rules of victory have been determined, and now it's my turn to perform!" Allen had a confident look on his face and felt that he was invincible.

"By the way, you should make up for the sleep in this hour, okay?" Alan, who was about to start his performance, still reminded a certain cultivator.

"I know, I know! You should take care of yourself first, Alan." After saying this, Romani fell asleep on Alan's bed.

"Who cares about who anyway..." Allen was ashamed, and walked slowly to the bedside. Looking at the doctor sleeping defenselessly, Allen covered her with a blanket while muttering, "This is the boys' dormitory, Romani, how can you lie here like this?"

"Although I really want to run away, how can I come here without doing something?"

Allen's first day in Chaldea began by sorting out the information Romani sent him.

after an hour

"Romani Achiman, open your eyes, I am Alexander Allen."

"Ah!" Romani woke up from his sleep.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Romani looked unhappy, Alan hurried over to ask what happened.

"Alan, you... No, it's nothing, let's go, it's almost time."

Although he looked a little strange at first, Romani quickly adjusted himself and took Allen to the director's office.

"The rest depends on your performance, Allen." Romani, who brought Allen to the door, stood in front of the door and did not forget to remind Allen of some precautions.

"Then I'll wait for your good news in the dormitory." The doctor waved goodbye to Allen in a hurry, and her mind was full of the scenes she dreamed of.

"I am no longer a Grand Caster, and my clairvoyance disappeared in 2004, but what is going on in this dream...?"

"The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon?"

The camera turned and Allen had already pushed open the door of his office. Inside sat a middle-aged man who looked ordinary, but he had an aura of majesty without even getting angry.

"Hello, Alexander Allen. I am Marisbilly Animusphia, the director of Chaldea."

"Hello, Mr. Director."

"I'm sure Dr. Roman has already told you why I came to you today. I hope you can draw some conclusions from this information." Malibeasley pointed with his right hand. "The blackboard is ready, Alexander Allen, please use it to express your ideas."

Alan was thinking back to the materials Romani had sent him last night, and his mind had begun to work rapidly. With the help of the current information and memories of his past lives, he calculated a path that would be most practical.

"I'm starting, Mr. Director."

"The trigger of this financial crisis was the outbreak of the early subprime mortgage crisis that began to emerge on August 2007, 8. Investors began to lose confidence in the value of mortgage securities, triggering a liquidity crisis. Northern Rock Bank was one of the first to be hit by the early subprime mortgage crisis. It is a mainstream bank in the UK. The bank could not borrow additional funds to repay the debts due in mid-September 9. Without continuous cash injections, its highly leveraged business could not continue, which eventually led to its takeover and formed an early sign of the disaster that soon befell other banks and financial institutions. I would like to ask, is Northern Rock Bank owned by the director's family?"

"Congratulations on getting the answer right, Alexander Allen. I'm looking forward to your next performance." Marisbilly couldn't help but look up to Allen. As a 19-year-old student, having such ability is already a leader among his peers.

"Okay, Mr. Director. The reason for all this happened in the United States. Since the late 137s, the MBS (mortgage-backed securities) issued by the main institutions of the Bald Eagle have an average yield of basis points higher than the US -year Treasury bond yield, attracting many legal entities to invest, and these legal entities usually represent those interest groups. However, excessive borrowing under relaxed signature acceptance standards is one of the characteristics of the US mortgage bubble. Credit is flooded and has led to a large number of subprime mortgages. Wall Street believes that these high-risk loans will be alleviated by asset securitization."

"But they were wrong, just as they were in 1929."

"The damage caused by the failed securitization program swept through the housing market and its businesses, triggering the subprime mortgage crisis."

"Initially, the companies affected were limited to those directly involved in homebuilding and subprime lending, such as Northern Rock and Countrywide Financial Services. Some financial institutions engaged in mortgage securitization, such as Bear Stearns, became victims."

"So far, although what you said is very good, our Animusphia family has only suffered some damage in the place you mentioned, not to that extent..." Marisbilly's face was calm, but his heart was turbulent. It took them a month to come up with the statement of Alexander Allen, but this little guy from Manchester came to the same conclusion in just one night. It was really...

"Mr. Director, you won't be so calm next time."

"On July 2008, 7, the largest mortgage company in the United States collapsed. Due to the continuous decline in housing prices and the increase in the rate of foreclosure of houses, the financial market fell sharply that day. If I am not mistaken, Mr. Director, your family should have suffered a huge blow. I think Chaldea laid off employees because of this."

Marisbury could no longer remain calm. As a representative in the Clock Tower who had more frequent contact with technology, he had also communicated with economic professionals, but the conclusion Alan had drawn so far was exactly the same as what he knew.

“Today is August 2008, 8. If I am not mistaken, in the next two weeks, Lehman Brothers, one of the most powerful stock and bond underwriters and traders in the world, will file for bankruptcy. If this comes true, then after that, the global stock market will collapse.”

"Notify my family members to sell all Lehman Brothers stocks as soon as possible!" Marisbury was talking to London in an almost shouting voice.

"Alexander... No, Mr. Allen, please tell me how serious this economic crisis will be." In front of Allen, Marisbury was impressed by his talent and put aside his pride. After all, talented people are not available everywhere.

"It's like 1929. I suggest you make a decisive move, take back all the property, and let them rest and recuperate."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Allen. I have to go back and deal with related matters now. Thank you for your guidance today."

Seeing Marisbury's performance, Alan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had no ability, he still managed to successfully fool the person in front of him by relying on the asymmetry of information.

Do you know? Marisbili Animusfia, this is professionalism.jpg