Chapter 377: The failure of Great Britain

'I think, Mr. Earl, perhaps we have overestimated the intelligence of these common people. After all, many people have a sense of justice like Don Quixote. They all think that they are the heroic knights who save the world. They treat the money in their hands as a sword, and treat things as if it were the end of the world. As a result, they will have a kind of compassion comparable to that of the Virgin Mary, deliberately going against what we encourage.'

Montbazon was not happy with Philip's pessimistic tone, so he interrupted the Chancellor of the Exchequer and said, 'So Mr. Philip, you are prepared to give up and admit defeat to the Chinese and the Quantum Fund, are you?'

'That's because I have no other options,' Philip reminded Montbarton.

But this reminder made Montbarton even more angry. He shouted, 'If that's the case, then I would also like to remind Mr. Philip that Her Majesty and the Queen's first hired you as the Chancellor of the Exchequer because they trust your abilities, then please do your job properly and don't just shrug your shoulders and say, 'I've run out of ideas, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do about it,' when things get difficult. That's irresponsible!'

Monty 's voice grew louder and louder, and he ended up snarling, 'What's the situation? Isn't it just a quantum fund selling off the pound? Are we just going to let Mr. Philip turn into the most timid squirrel? Why why can't we fight to the death with the other side? Is it because we have no foreign exchange left in the pound, or is it because the money of a quantum fund has already passed through all of Great Britain?'

Mumba Mundton paused here, then continued: 'I know that their tactics are a very shameless act, but this is not something that will make a proud British gentleman bow and admit defeat. We still have a chance!'

It was Moultain finally calmed down: 'You have to understand that when we borrowed money from the International Monetary Fund and blocked all the funds of the Quantum all the funds of the Quantum Fund, this must be the most desperate time for them, but they can still find a way out, so why should we give up so easily? Are we already in a desperate situation? Why can't we just try a little harder? Are Mr. Philip, are you an idiot who is inferior to a Chinese person?'

Montbazon's words were heart-rending. If an ordinary person had heard them, they would have blushed. But Philip just let out a light sigh and continued to say to Montbazon, 'Mr Earl, I can understand your feelings, and I ask you to believe that I am also a proud British gentleman with my own dignity. But today, I must still insist on my decision, because this is the will of Her Majesty the Queen.'

Philip Philip's final words came as a bolt from the blue, leaving Mumbleton dumbfounded, because he never imagined that Her Majesty the Queen had been involved.

Although although it is stated in junior high school textbooks on politics and history that the British royal family no longer has the actual supreme power of governance, but exists as a symbol of the state, and is only the formal monarch and commander-in-chief of the armed forces. However, it is impossible that this royal family, which has been in power for thousands of years, does not have its own political wisdom and use the advantages of the monarch to allow the royal family to retain its power.

Furthermore people have always heard the joke that the prime minister works for the royal family, but no one dares say that the royal family takes orders from the prime minister, right?

Ordinary people understand, as a nobleman with a count's title, Montbazon naturally understands the ins and outs of this better than anyone else. He knows that modern royal families do not interfere in state affairs, but this great Britain Kingdom still belonged to the royal family. Therefore, if the country encountered a real problem, the Queen would step in. And once the Queen gave an order, it was supreme and sacred, and no one, not even the Prime Minister, could do anything about it.

However He understood, but he just couldn't figure out why the Queen would intervene when it was a battle to defend the pound. And it was a battle Britain was losing.

Philip Philip understood Montagu's thoughts, so he said, 'Mr Earl, perhaps Her Majesty thinks that the foreign exchange in the treasury is more important, or perhaps Her Majesty thinks that the pound should depreciate, which would stimulate the domestic economy. In any case, since Her Majesty has made a decision, we should comply, shouldn't we?'

Montbat sighs resignedly, 'I understand', hangs up the phone, and ignores whatever else Philip has to say, which in his opinion is just more of the same empty nonsense.

He sits in his chair, stunned, as if he has lost his soul.

After for a long time, Montbarton turned his head to look at the blue sky outside the window and said, 'What the hell is going on? Maybe I really should go to church once. My priest, I have truly encountered a child of God, otherwise I cannot explain why he dared to challenge Great Britain, why he could come up with such incredible methods, and more importantly, how he, despite his weakness, became the final victor.'

This phone call between Mont This phone call between Mountbatten and Philip clearly marked the attitude of the Bank of England. Due to the Bank of England's withdrawal, the already unstable British pound exchange rate began to plummet rapidly after losing the support of the British foreign exchange and began to plummet rapidly. Within one day, it plummeted three percentage points to 2.67. Judging from the current situation and the impact on the British economy, there is no longer any chance of it returning to above 2.76.

As an investor handpicked by Zhou Ming, George Soros immediately realised what was going on. He immediately called Zhou Ming and said, 'The current decline in the exchange rate of the British pound is obviously and this means that the Bank of England has conceded defeat to us. Although I don't know what happened, we have defeated the Bank of England and we have successfully sniped the pound!'

Chloro was shouting in ecstasy on the other end of the phone, clearly this long-term profit was unexpected even by himself. After all it was one of the world's most powerful financial countries, and the British political tactics and resistance had also driven them into a desperate situation. Although Zhou Ming had finally found a way out, he still couldn't believe it. All of this still made him feel like he was in a dream.

Zhou Ming smiled and told him, 'Yes, George Soros, you have defeated the Bank of England. The Quantum Fund has successfully sniped the British pound. This is no dream.'

George said, 'No, this is not my victory, but yours, Mr. Zhou Ming, because without you, I would not have been able to do it anyway.'

Zhou Ming did not dwell on this detail: 'Okay, this is my victory, but it is also your victory, Mr. Chou. After all, we are allies, aren't we?'

Chou laughed and approved. Zhou Ming then added: 'So, how we reap the pound and earn some well-deserved profits is entirely up to you, Mr. George, and I will not be involved.'

'Then of course, if everything needs to be figured out by you, Mr. Zhou Ming, or if I have to wait for you to make a decision, then I am not worthy to be an investor at all,' said Qiao Lu said, 'Please rest assured, Mr. Zhou Ming. Since you have opened up the situation to such an extent for me, I assure you that I will definitely bring you the most satisfactory returns!'

Having this answer from Choros, Zhou Ming gave two more pieces of advice before hastily hanging up. The reason for his haste was simply that he had received a pager message: Mr Zhou Ming, I hope we can have the opportunity to sit down and talk.

Seeing this message, Ming Zhou smiled, because he knew who it was without even looking at the name at the end. What surprised Ming Zhou even more was that he didn't expect a family like the Da Wood family to use a pager. He thought that they probably didn't know how to talk to each other.

But This is normal. After all, they are the proud Daewood family, the royal family of the automobile kingdom of Itely. They would rather borrow money from distant Britain than compromise themselves in any way, but now they have to do it. This humiliation is probably enough to make them want to die.

Bowing and scraping and being a smiling face are things that are very far from the Daewood family. Now they have to do it, especially with the people they definitely hate, so it's normal that they don't know what to say.

Zhou Ming called the phone. The housekeeper of the Daewood family answered the phone. Zhou Ming laughed: 'How come the Daewood family doesn't even have anyone who can speak?'

With this question, Zhou Ming could clearly feel the silence and the very faint sound behind it. It seemed that the butler was covering the receiver with his hand and discussing something with someone.

After a long while the butler said, 'I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou Ming, but my master has a sore throat and can't talk to you. But if you have anything to say to me, it's the same, and I can represent him fully.'

'What a lame lie!' Zhou Ming exclaimed.

Faced with Zhou Ming such a comment, they didn't know what to say for a moment, and Zhou Ming didn't intend to get entangled in this issue, so he continued, 'Well then, Mr. Butler, I just received the pager message you sent, and I'm very curious about how our meeting should proceed. I think you must have given me some instructions?'

The butler hurriedly replied, 'Of course. The meeting can be arranged for the afternoon, and the location can be arranged at the Greatwood Manor. I wonder if that is acceptable to you, Mr. Zhou Ming?'

This location made Ming feel a little taken aback. He hadn't expected the Daewoods to be so direct. After thinking about it for a moment, he replied, 'No problem, as long as Mr George's voice is better in the afternoon.'

The other side Zhou Ming was obviously embarrassed by this remark. After all, they had said that their voices were not well, and now they were saying that they could meet in the afternoon. This kind of inconsistency was not slapping them in the face?

Because of this embarrassment, the butler said, 'Please rest assured, Mr. Zhou Ming,' and then hung up the phone hastily.