The president has been at home for the past few days and has not gone to work.

The assassination of the President made him very terrified. He believed that it must be a conspiracy of the federal people, but he didn't know who he should tell, and who he didn't dare to tell.

He was always in a state of panic, and every time a truck passed outside his house, the noise of the heavy tires made him shudder like a conditioned reflex.

Jumping up, running to the window, looking out through the thick curtains, relieved until he couldn't see anything.

Just today, he just learned from the bank's confidant that President Lemar has set up an investigation team, including some federal experts, who will thoroughly investigate the additional case of Yares.

At the same time, a comprehensive investigation of the National Bank of Lemar was to be carried out, which made the chief executive realize that the worst has come.

Since the additional printing of this banknote was done through a special channel, that is, without a more detailed and open review and approval, it was indeed wrong.

As Lynch said, it was not recognized, and the money was not strictly in the sequence that the Republic of Lemar was in circulation.

But if it circulates, then it is a counterfeit!

A batch of genuine coins identified as counterfeit, this is a crime!

But the situation at the time did not allow them to go through normal channels. Lynch's investment was imminent. If he couldn't come up with cash and the investment could not be implemented, the anxiety caused by the domestic unemployment rate could not be relieved.

The president was pulling his hair. He hated it very much, and hated the man behind all this.

There is no doubt that it is the Federal, it is Lynch!

They concocted all this, and now, they have to stand in the position of "justice" to target themselves!

These people... are so nasty!

There was some sadness on the president's face, and at this moment, the door was knocked.

The sound of slamming the door made the president's heart rhythm arrhythmia. It beat less accurately and became a little chaotic.

His wife stood in the corner of the living room, looking at him with some worry and some fear.

After the couple looked at each other for a while, the head of the head office sighed.

He took out a small comb from his pocket, tidied up his hair and clothes, then got up to open the door.

Outside the door stood two local policemen from Lemar, and behind them were three men in formal suits and sunglasses.

Although this is the first time the president has seen these three people and how they dress, he still vaguely feels that these people should serve the federal government.

Could they be someone like the secret police, detectives, or agents?

He didn't know, anyway, he would have such an idea. If he had been to the Federation and had a sufficient understanding of the culture of the Federation, then he must be able to guess that these three people must be detectives of an investigation agency.

"...Sir, we have been specially ordered by the President to set up an investigation team to investigate some crimes and negligence in the National Bank. These require your cooperation."

The policeman pouted, he didn't like the style and attitude of these federals a little bit, and he acted like he was more noble than anyone else.

Who the **** isn't working for the state?

But who made the Commonwealths more noble than the Lemars?

The president's Adam's apple slid up and down. He was a little nervous and had a dry mouth. He pointed to the house sideways, "I have to pack some things..."

In his opinion, this cooperation may...take a long time, and he has to bring some changes of clothes.

However, it seems that the investigators from the Federation did not intend for him to do so.

One of them smiled and shook his head, "No, sir, our people will help you pack what you need, you just need to give us a list."

"Now, we need to go to the office and get to work."

"We can't wait, Ares can't wait!"

Listen, what a sense of responsibility!

If these words came from the mouths of the Lemar people, the president would feel relieved, but if it came from the mouths of the federal people, it would only make people feel scared.

After being silent for a few seconds, he squeezed out a dry smile and nodded, "Okay, okay, I'm going to drive..."

"No, take our car!"

The president looked at the dark car behind them and made another request, "I have something to tell my wife, can you give us some time?"

Of course, if possible, he hopes to be able to explain something in a place where these people can't see or hear.

Only this time, he also didn't get what he wanted.

The federal agent went on to insinuate him in an almost blunt way, "If you don't want your wife to get into trouble, the best thing to do is to leave us right away."

"If you keep your thoughts, we won't force you, the choice is yours."

"Leaving?"

"Or shall we wait for you for a while?"

This was actually not a mere hint, but more of a threat. The president sighed and followed them into the dark car.

The car soon came to the headquarters of the National Bank of Lemar, which surprised him a little. He thought he would be sent to the police station or prison, but he did not expect to come back.

Under the **** of the agent, he was sent to his office. As soon as he opened the door of the office, he saw Lynch sitting in his seat.

Lynch is looking through the materials that can only be read after the president has been authorized, and these authorizations are all given to him by the president.

In Lynch's words, it is "Is it superfluous to ask if you can stop when you have taken off your pants." Since you have decided to cooperate, don't keep it.

Otherwise not only will the Lemars think you're a traitor, we'll tire of you and wonder when to replace you!

In a word, let the president be honest and obedient and give him authorization.

These important materials were immediately placed in front of Lynch, and he could look at them at will.

The president was stunned for a moment, then looked at the detective beside him, and the detective explained, "Mr. Lynch is the deputy leader of the negotiation team and also our security consultant. The next work will be conducted by Lynch. Mr. is in charge of..."

After that, they left, leaving only Lynch and the president in the room.

The president smiled bitterly, "I thought you were just a businessman and a capitalist."

Lynch put the document in his hand back on the table, spread his hands, "They don't want me to be too relaxed." After speaking, he paused, "Please sit down, do you want something?"

The president asked for wine, and a few minutes later, his secretary walked in with a tray in a little panic.

Good, spirits from the Pontgio Empire, and two glasses.

In fact, in terms of alcoholic beverages, the quality of the drinks of the Pontgio Empire is better.

Brewing process, recipe, as well as special geographical environment and water quality can all affect the quality of wine.

Especially in the category of drinks brewed with dragon blood wood, it is the best.

The bright red liquid was like blood, but not thick, it was dispersed between the two cups.

Lynch touched him with a glass of wine, and took a sip each. It was a great experience, especially the special taste brought by dragon blood wood.

Strong, but not burning, it can make people feel thick and not astringent.

"Good wine!" Lynch commented, looked at the glass, and put it down.

At this point, the president has generally already had some guesses about some of the problems he will encounter next.

He looked at Lynch, and Lynch looked at the documents in front of him and said with a smile, "I'm learning about the operation of this bank, it's a little healthier than I thought, at least not so much to fill in. the hole."

"I have to say, you've done a good job at your bank job, much better than some of the people I've met."

The president has a little bit of pride, a little bit of that.

To be praised by the "enemy", and also to be praised by a very terrible and excellent enemy, is indeed a very pleasing thing.

Only the recognition from the enemy is the most sincere.

He lowered his head slightly, "Thank you."

Lynch kept his smile, "But it's a hassle for me, there aren't that many holes, it would cost me more money to buy National Bank, but fortunately we have some issues. Some tacit understanding."

Lynch dug out a new document, ignoring the president's open-mouthed, unthinking expression in shock, "We need to make some small revisions on some numbers so that I can spend less money, Take this bank."

"Maybe we can continue to cooperate." He looked at the president and smiled.

The weather is good today, the sun shines in from the large windows on the side, and the mottled color spots cast by the painted upper window glass fall on Lynch's body, as if putting on a fantastic coat for him.

The warm sunlight spreads on his face, and his skin is dazzlingly white in the sun, and he is so handsome that it is impossible to look directly at him.

Anyone who sees him at this time can only have countless praises left in their minds!

Gentleman~lightnovelpub.net~ Elegant and extraordinary!

He just sat there, smiling, without needing any too many words, it can make people feel a kind of vitality from him, but also a kind of heavy power!

The president's breathing became rapid, and he tore off his collar regardless of his demeanor, which made him look a little embarrassed, at least compared to Lynch.

He stared at Lynch intently and pursed his lips, "You... are you going to buy National Bank?"

It seems that this is not a simple thing at all, or something that can be done by one person!

The total market value of the National Bank of Lemar last year was about 70 billion ares, and at the exchange rate at that time, it was also about 1.8 billion federal soles.

Many of them are actually foreign capital. Now the remaining assets have been cut in half after the foreign capital fled, but this is not enough!

Even if it is worth hundreds of millions of dollars, Lynch does not intend to spend so much money, so the only way is to make it more "tattered". Only in this way can we spend the least money and do the most things.