Coriander looked Fujihiko from head to toe with a suspicious look, wondering how someone as shrewd as he could ask such a stupid question that would hurt his character. It's just that others don't know the answer, he shouldn't be unclear!

Fujihikodo's dark eyes flickered slightly, as if there was a flash of joy.

Coriander's eyes covered a lot of things, still as clear and bright as the starry sky on a midsummer night, but it also seemed that it was the first time she had looked at him squarely, at least that's what Fujihiko Do.

After a moment, Coriander's frowning brow relaxed, as if she had suddenly had an epiphany. She did have a feeling of a sudden pop-up

No matter how shrewd Fujihiko is, he can't get rid of his identity as a ruler. As the so-called "authorities are obsessed", it is understandable that he did not see through the current financial situation. He was just a businessman who was trying to figure out how to make a lot of money and smelled of copper, not an economist who specialized in this field. Naturally, Coriander doesn't claim to be an expert on either of the two. She has simply learned decades more lessons than those of her time who have dabbled in this area.

Coriander withdrew her gaze from Fujihiko's body, and swept the abacus commonly used by Lao Qu on the counter with her eyes, and the corners of her lips seemed to be touched, and she pulled slightly.

In his indifferent gaze, there seemed to be an ancient and long bell chime, accumulating some kind of power that could shake the heavens and the earth and shake people's hearts, just waiting for a loud sound to sway thousands of miles into the sky.

In a tone of disagreement, she stated: "In addition to the post-war reparations, the foreign banks today are just another way for foreign capitalists to plunder real money from the pockets of their Chinese." ”

Maybe it was coriander's words that didn't carry any emotion, and Fujihiko Tang didn't touch it. On the contrary, Lao Qu was very disapproving: "Pure nonsense, can those foreigners really dare to smuggle the money that we Chinese have deposited in their banks to their own country?" ”

Lao Qu felt that coriander's words were inevitably a bit alarmist and untrue.

If such a word were preached, and some people would believe it, what a panic it would have caused!

Coriander tilted her head to look at Lao Qu and asked rhetorically, "Why don't they dare?" ”

"We go to get the money, and if they don't have the money for us, they won't be afraid of us making trouble. To rob them? ”

Coriander glanced at Lao Qu faintly, a trace of coldness flashed between her eyebrows, and she only heard a soft sneer, "What are they afraid of." ”

The current financial situation is indeed frustrating. It's not enough to make Cilantro feel the pain of her skin, and even if she feels it, she will go with the flow instead of going with the flow.

"Do you think they're stupid? Of course, they will set aside some funds for turnover, but most of the real money and silver have been transported away by them without realizing it. ”

"Walk into the foreign company. Obviously, I feel that it is different from other banks in China, and relatively speaking, the security measures of foreign banks are the best. Whoever said they were going to rob a bank, I believe it. But who said that he was going to rob the foreign bank, I only smiled at him. The foreign bank throws out a higher interest rate than other banks in our country, which is a piece of candy to lure you people to be deceived. It is their usual trick to use China to control China, down to the staff and up to the high-level, and the person appointed in the foreign bank is not Chinese? I think you know this better than I do. There was a day when all the Chinese woke up and realized that they had fallen for them and had been deceived by them, and they could have used the excuse to shirk all responsibility. But they sent the puppets under their hands to the guillotine one by one. I haven't deposited any money in a foreign bank, but I guess whoever goes to that place to withdraw money will have to go through more procedures than the domestic banks. Those programs are just a manifestation of their reluctance to let you withdraw your money. ”

Listening to what coriander said, Lao Qu felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.

Still in disbelief, his eyes widened, and he denied in an uncertain tone: "This is simply a conspiracy theory!" ”

Fuji Yantang's expression was condensed, if it was before the Rong Ji Chamber of Commerce did not plan to enter the financial circle, he listened to the words of coriander today. It's probably going to be a laugh. Coriander's next sentence made his heart tremble even more-

"When the currency system is reformed, you will know how good they are."

Fujihiko Tang seemed to be grabbed by someone's neck, but I don't know if it was because of sluggish breathing. Or because he was coiled by too many questions, his brain was groggy, and he was sitting on the sofa, where could he still care about maintaining his demeanor. Is the vice president of Huazhi Bank worth fighting for? Nearly half of Rong Kee's assets are stored in foreign banks, should they be taken out? And also

These questions. It can be thought by him alone. However, the answer to this question cannot be decided by him alone.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted in the heart, it is difficult to suppress the growth of doubt.

"It's good to know about such a thing, there's no need to spread it everywhere." Coriander didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for herself because of this conspiracy theory.

Fujihiko Tang somewhat understood the impact these words would have on the world.

Lao Qu didn't understand, "Why?" Just make this matter public, and let those foreign companies fall! ”

Coriander threw him a "you're too naïve" look.

"The shady scenes of foreign banks are layer after layer, do you think that our domestic banks will have fewer shady activities? Behind the domestic banks are bureaucrats, and now most of the domestic banks are places to launder money for corrupt bureaucrats. In fact, to a certain extent, these bureaucrats behind the domestic banks and the foreign capitalists behind the foreign banks contain each other."

Lao Qu was messy, covering his ears with one hand and waving at the coriander with the other, "Stop, stop, I don't want to listen to you anymore!" ”

After listening to some conspiracy theories from coriander, he felt that the whole person was not good. He is just a pragmatic little businessman, he has never thought of anything big, and if he can spend the rest of his life safely, it is not impossible to go with the flow.

He was afraid of being brainwashed by coriander, so he quickly changed the topic and asked Fuji Yantang, "Why did the second master come today?" ”

Fujihiko Tang chuckled at him, and anyone could see that his smile was a bit far-fetched, and it seemed that he was also affected by Cilantro's words.

At first, he listened to Cilantro's words, and he was not moved, but after thinking about it, he felt panicked.

If he hadn't been asked by Lao Qu, he would have really forgotten the purpose of coming here today.

Fujiyantang sat down with a straight posture, "Qu Bo, can you do it?" ”

"Daocheng, he doesn't come here often, and he's recuperating at home these days." Then, Lao Qu asked again, "Is there something wrong with the second master looking for Daocheng?" ”

Fuji Yantang nodded and said respectfully, "Can you please ask Qu Bo to let him come here?" ”

"Okay, I'm just-" Lao Qu naturally didn't dare to slack off, raised his hand and reached out to the direction of the telephone landline on the counter, the words were suffocated, the movement paused, the whole person froze for a moment like a sculpture, and quickly laughed in disguise, "I'll go back and call him over!" ”

Fujihiko showed a little gratitude to Lao Qu. "Then I'll wait for him at Rong Kee Restaurant."

As everyone knows, Lao Qu ran home as soon as he slipped away, and after talking to Channel Cheng, he took out the bank passbook that he had hidden in the crack of the cabinet, opened the passbook, twisted his eyebrows, glanced at it, and then closed the small book, and put it into the placket of his arms.

Lifting the vegetable basket, he copied another piece of cyan cloth, and as soon as he left the house, he went to the foreign line non-stop. (To be continued.) )>