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Wei Dongxian hurriedly turned back to the office, picked up the phone, and heard President Su trembling with excitement over there: "Minister Wei, the law index has fallen sharply, and the bonds have shrunk sharply!" You converted these movable assets into strategic reserves such as gold and rare earths three days in advance, which is equivalent to saving about 30 billion yuan of wealth for the country in disguise! Your wonderful operation to turn the tide this time shows the wisdom of a visionary, and it requires the courage to go forward for the world. Congratulations, it turns out that you are right! ”

Wei Dongxian held the microphone with both hands, biting her lip and holding her tears, this bitter joy was like an excessive dose of morphine, making her fluttering and unbearable. She choked up and said, "Thank you, Uncle Su, thank you for supporting me silently." ”

"No, I'm aware of that possibility as well. Once the situation you envision comes true, the Great Wall of Economy must be imperative! Did you know that this is an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Governor Su was ecstatic and talked eloquently on the phone: "Some people want to break and stand up." And this act of seizing benefits from destruction also gives us room to grow stronger and stronger. France has become the main battlefield, and will soon be forced to print more currency, inflation will inevitably be unstoppable, soaring prices are a foregone conclusion, when the savings of French citizens are all turned into waste paper, not only some bankers can make a lot of money, but the renminbi will also become a strange commodity -- the franc is ruined, the dollar and the pound are also in danger, an unprecedented depression is approaching, as long as the renminbi stands, the Zhongyuan economic system will be able to stabilize its position and reign over the world! ”

"That's why I put forward the Great Wall of Economy policy," Wei Dongxian said aggrievedly, "Before the Great Depression comes, we must decouple from European economies as soon as possible in order to maintain domestic economic stability and survive this economic catastrophe." It is important that you make this clear to the Privy Council of State. ”

"Okay." Governor Su was in a good mood, and with pity for his juniors, he chatted with Wei Dongxian on the phone for a while: "Xiaomei's qualifications are mixed, but she is clamoring to go to MI2." I'm going crazy with her. I asked her to follow you and learn some financial operations seriously, and she was thinking about drilling into the army day by day. You can't trust her, but you can trust her. ”

"She's going to the newly created MI2?" Wei Dongxian frowned suspiciously.

"yes, I don't know when she's so well-informed." Governor Su was distressed.

"Come, I have to make sure she comes to the Ministry of Finance." Wei Dongxian tilted her head and held the phone, and said categorically, "It's the best thing for girls to do finance, it's much better than going to MI2." ”

"That's what I thought too." President Su was pleased, but he didn't expect Wei Dongxian to agree so happily, and suddenly had a sense of steadiness on his deathbed: "Then I will work for you." ”

"You're welcome." Wei Dongxian also had the steadfastness after the false alarm, and generously agreed.

The news of the attacks in northern France swept the world like wildfires. Ten minutes later, even the homeless people who were scavenging saw the burning image of Europe's largest shipbuilding bureau on the screen in the square. The roar of the cannon, the hideous craters, the flying dirt, and the whistling stray bullets all make people feel that the war is close at hand, and the war is like Sadako in a nightmare, and the last glimpse is still far away in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, she crawls out of the screen and is close in front of her.

At the moment of realizing that France had become the main battlefield, countless traders began to scramble to sell bonds, trying to salvage even a little bit before the property shrank.

Wei Dongxian's reputation is like a bungee jumping figure, which suddenly rebounds after falling to the bottom, soaring into the sky. A day ago, the people in the central bank could talk about sending the vice minister of finance to an insane asylum for chemotherapy while making coffee, and a day later, those who had laughed at Minister Wei tacitly closed their mouths, and kept silent about the remarks they had made, even if they were curious about where Minister Wei's information came from, they did not dare to discuss it, and they did not even have the courage to whisper.

Because of the boss they have just criticized, in the blink of an eye, it becomes a myth of an unpredictable prophet. At this time, only silence can dilute embarrassment, and any curious whispers will only appear to be ignorant and stupid.

Everyone vaguely began to regret that if they had said a little good word for Minister Wei at the beginning, even if they didn't slander her, they could show off to their colleagues arrogantly at this time: it is always a few people who insist on the truth.

Everyone gradually made up their minds that if Minister Wei came up with a thunderous strategy again, then they would have to think carefully before they could express their opinions. Because if they support Minister Wei, they are likely to be among the "few people" in the industry who insist on the truth.

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"Our main fleet has crossed the English Channel to the aid of Brest! It is only a small force of the Deep Navy Regiment that is harassing the coastline, and it will definitely ......" At an official press conference for the public media, a spokesman for the French government in Likron tried to reassure the people.

But before he finished speaking, he stood up from a reporter out of nowhere, questioned loudly in his voice, and almost competed with the microphone of the official spokesman: "Small troops? Excuse me, but can a small force destroy Brest's large-caliber shore-based artillery? Can a small force blow up the military-industrial base in Brest and tear off the shipbuilding chain alive? Please answer! ”

The spokesman ignored it, craned his neck to hold on to the microphone, and only hoarsely spoke: "...... It will definitely be wiped out quickly, definitely! This deep-sea force harassing France engaged the British Royal Navy and dived 2,000 kilometers to reach Brest, already an exhausted and exhausted division. Even if the rough-fledged British hadn't stopped them, the French dreadnoughts would have been able to annihilate them all off the coast of Brest. Believe in the valiant Navy, believe in our government! ”

"The French Liberals in Burgundy have come up with a perfect strategy to retreat from the enemy, so why not carry it out?" Without permission, the reporters in the corner shouted out of order, and although the questioning voice was suppressed by the microphone, it provoked a wave of anger that gradually turned into a sea of people shouting in unison, "Why not do it?" ”

"The government of Likronon will never surrender the sovereignty of the French fleet!" The official spokesman repeatedly reiterated that his rhythm was completely disrupted by journalists: "I repeat once again that the strategy of the Burgundian Liberals will come at the expense of the sovereignty of the fleet, and that the dreadnought fleet of France is sufficient to defend the security of the coastline, and that we will fight valiantly, that we will never succumb to the humiliating treaty, that we will never give up the supremacy of the sea!" ”

Facing the noisy reporters, the spokesman angrily held the microphone and shouted: "France has bought freedom and independence with sacrifice, and it will never lose it again because of the fear of sacrifice!" France will never become a vassal of the British, and the French dreadnought fleet will surely win! Freedom to mention ...... is allowed below"

Before the words "free questions" were finished, the reporters in the hustle and bustle were already shouting, as if only one voice was heard in their ears when an explosion roared, and the official spokesman could no longer make out the words.

The chairman rushed out, grabbed the microphone, and immediately shouted: "This is the end of the press conference!" France will fight to the end, which answers all questions. End of the press conference! As he escorted the press spokesman from the rostrum, the military and police desperately built a line of defense to stop the fanatical reporters like a torrent of zombies. Countless microphones and cameras crossed the shoulders of the military and police, pointing at the spokesman of the Likron government in a hurry, like a forest of spears. (To be continued.) )