At the imperial meeting, the emperor smashed a stack of corporate balance sheets on the red carpet in front of the chancellor of the exchequer, and the documents flew all over the place. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was so loud that the chubby Chancellor of the Exchequer turned his face away.

Isaac leaned his head to the side. He let the paper fly in front of him, and he had no interest in the other ministers with sallow faces. He was like a nap, he didn't care about himself, he hung high.

The emperor in military uniform stood in front of the throne, gritted his teeth and pressed the sword on his waist, his face was full of wind and dust, and his anger rushed straight to Xiao Han: "Outrageous! Outrageous! I have entrusted you with all the power of cultural propaganda and governance, financial and logistical affairs, what kind of expectation and trust is this? You repay me like this? Don't look at me! Look at the file on the ground! Paris Pharmaceutical Factory No. 6 is in debt! Paris No. 4 Bearing Factory is unable to make ends meet! The balance sheet is blood-red! You actually turn a blind eye? You're going to let it fend for itself, triggering a chain reaction that will eventually cut off supplies from the front?"

The emperor bared his teeth in anger, and his white lips trembled. When he was angry, the minister next to him tried to mediate the conflict: "The supply will only be cut off for a few days......

"A few days!" the emperor screamed, as if he had been stabbed in the lungs by a sharp knife, "Do you know that 100,000 young men have penetrated deep into the Jedi, the supply line stretches for thousands of miles, and the logistics are extremely fragile, and the only thing that can defeat me is not the Prussian army......! Tell me! You have the power of gold, why don't you save it when you die? What about the money, are you short of money? Where the are you spending your money!"

The Paris Pharmaceutical Plant No. 6 specializes in the production of antimicrobials. The No. 4 Bearing Factory in Paris is the upstream parts supplier of the First Royal Military Factory. When these two factories collapse, the chain reaction will cause violent fluctuations in the supply chain. The Emperor has determined that they are the main cause of this supply crisis.

"I ...... I...... This money ......" the Chancellor of the Exchequer sweated profusely, twisted his fingers, stared at the files all over the ground, and snorted in horror: "The health care system has always been self-financing...... And the excessive salaries of the military factories, the salaries of workers occupy 43% of the budget, so they lead to losses, which has nothing to do with the Ministry of Finance......"

"So, you turn a blind eye to their loan applications?!" Emperor Fran was furious, "Is your blood cold? Do you know that there is a war on the front line? Do you know that a shot of antibiotics can save a soldier, do you know that a cart of munitions can save a battle? you know, right? But why don't you care? What are you concerned about? Is there anything more important than saving the medical and military industry?

"I ...... I ......" the Chancellor of the Exchequer's voice grew lower and lower, and he gradually became speechless. He was originally a man of suffrage, but in his spare eye, he saw that the gritted emperor was clutching the hilt of his sword, as if he was desperately trying to resist the urge to draw his sword.

The emperor most likely blamed the Parisian bureaucracy for the defeat in the war. The Chancellor of the Exchequer was almost certain that the Emperor was angry with him, and that the Emperor was looking for a scapegoat for his failures. The emperor's unwavering sword is a clear proof of the anger in his chest.

So the Chancellor of the Exchequer decided that the hero would not suffer immediate losses and pretend to avoid the storm.

Seeing the Chancellor of the Exchequer silent, Isaac came out to save his colleagues.

He slowly unraveled his cloak. His burned skull had long since healed, and his skin was pitted like the skin of a fish with scales removed. Strangely, even though Isaac had an ugly face, the Chancellor of the Exchequer looked at him as if he had been pardoned.

"Your Majesty, I understand your feelings very well, so allow me to answer instead. Isaac bowed slightly, speaking humbly and politely, but without waiting for the emperor's approval at all, he raised his head and elaborated: "The nature of human beings is to reproduce, and the nature of capital is to make profits. With the power of the Exchequer in his hands, it is only natural that he will find ways to enrich his coffers and reap more profits through prudent and far-sighted investments. It's his job. ”

Isaac slowly walked onto the red carpet, stepped on the dossier with impunity, and then bent down to pick up one, arguing solemnly: "According to the current decree, the sixth pharmaceutical factory in Paris is responsible for its own profits. The Chancellor of the Exchequer is not obliged to pay for the losses of these idiots. The workers of the No. 4 Bearing Factory in Paris are rampant, and the salary accounts for too high a proportion of the budget, which is destined to lose money year after year, and it cannot be saved. For this kind of mortal enterprise, release is a rational choice that respects the free market. So there's nothing wrong with the Chancellor. ”

Fran the Great bared his teeth and lowered his gaze as he stared at Isaac, breathing heavily. The emperor did not speak, because he smelled the conspiracy.

The Imperial Council was too quiet, and only Isaac was arguing for the Chancellor. It was as if Isaac was already the default spokesman for the forces of Paris capital. And this spokesperson is using the lotus tongue of life and death, flesh and bones, to turn black and white upside down, and put the cart before the horse.

This emperor was originally propped up to power because the forces of capital supported the coup d'état. If capital chooses a new spokesperson to confront him, then all this becomes delicate and must be treated with caution.

The silence of all the ministers underlined Isaac's calmness.

He played with the balance sheet in his hand and looked up at the emperor defiantly: "Therefore, the Chancellor of the Exchequer is the right decision to respect the free market by releasing two zombie companies." And he injected money to shoot new films, vigorously promoted posters, and actively supported young artists, which is also a decisive investment in the entertainment industry. The results are obvious to all, "The Sequel to the Beautiful Beggar" was a great success, sucking in a billion francs, and in the context of the country's continued economic downturn and a large number of manufacturing bankruptcies, the entertainment industry was able to continue to rise and recover huge profits, which has to be said to be a great success for the Chancellor of the Exchequer!"

"What do you want to say? Isaac. Fran the Great suddenly realized that the dwarf, who had once knelt down and kissed his shoes, might not be as well-behaved as he seemed.

"I want to say, please respect our efforts and please face up to our strength. Isaac had the audacity to change his words and tone with open arms, as if he were giving a generous speech, and his tone was rising and the words were impassioned: "We don't create, but we are rich, and we don't rest, because money never sleeps." Ninety-nine percent of the world's wealth belongs to us, the 1 percent elite! This astonishing achievement is not created by your compassionate thrift and human nature, but by your sense of smell and bestiality in pursuit of profit! Knowledge, technology, public opinion, supply and demand -- everything you are proud of can be reduced to a tool for chasing profits, so you are lowly and we are noble, so you fail and we rise. You can't change all that, because the penetration of capital is the ultimate reward that the free market gives us. ”

Emperor Fran opened his round eyes, bared his teeth and glared at Isaac, and said gloomily: "So, you have caused me to fall short in the Eastern Crusade, and you are still justified? You are still justified in bringing down the medical system and the military industry? Are you going to rebel?"

The emperor was angry at the crown, he desperately drew his sword, threw the scabbard, pointed the bright command knife at Isaac, and shouted angrily: "I don't care how many people support you! As the chief culprit, today, you must splash your blood in the palace fort and use your dirty life to apologize for the martyrs who died on the front line!"

said that it was too late, but it was fast, and the six ministers "swished" and ran away.

Then, the pear wood door of the Imperial Conference Room was kicked open, and the veteran guards with loaded guns swarmed in, surrounding Isaac with murderous energy, and with a neat command to end the gun, a dozen Chasport took aim in an instant, and pointed at the calm and relaxed Minister of Entertainment!

After a short period of peace, the two demigods finally have an official showdown and compete in a tug-of-war!

Isaac was under siege, but he took it with ease. He looked up and looked directly at the furious emperor.

The emperor has had enough. Dissatisfaction with the status quo, hatred of Paris, remorse for indulging in corruption, guilt for the heroes of the front, made him take the most dangerous step without hesitation: to wash the cabinet in blood and rebuild the iron fist of Emperor Franco!

After noticing that something was wrong, the emperor also showed his hole card - the veteran guards who never left an inch!

When the former First French Republic was extremely decayed, Fran the Great also accepted the help of capital, established the Emperor's Guard, raised the flag in a coup d'état, ascended the throne and came to power, and dared to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky.

And the emperor kept a heart. Since capital can finance the first coup d'état of the spokesperson, it can also change the second coup d'état of the spokesperson. Therefore, after the emperor ascended the throne, while fulfilling his promise and delegating power to the cabinet, he monopolized military power and went deep into the army, which was deeply loved by the soldiers. In order to be foolproof, he also formulated a strict selection system, preferentially selected veterans with outstanding merits in the army, formed a "veteran guard" that was loyal to the individual, served as the last cavalry reserve in wartime, and served as the emperor's personal guard in peacetime.

Since then, the capitalist forces in Paris have completely abandoned the illusion of a military coup.

And Fran the Great has always kept his promises, delegated power to the cabinet, and concentrated on the military industry, so the two sides are at peace.

But unexpectedly, the contradiction was about to erupt today, and the wave of Fran the Great's army surrounded the palace and fort, surrounded Isaac and the cabinet, and the two sides were tense, and a civil war was about to be staged.

At the moment of victory or defeat, Isaac was indifferent, but squinted his eyes and copied his hands, lowered his head and smiled for a while, and then looked up and smiled: "My friend, you know everything about astronomy and geography, and you know everything about military tactics." Maybe on the battlefield, you are a strategic, or in the library, you are a master of the scriptures. But ah, you don't understand economics. You don't understand culture and education. You don't know why you're losing. ”

Isaac asked himself, as if enjoying the moment of victory: "You once angrily accused me of being a stupid rich second generation. To this day, I sincerely ask you, what is your dream as a scholar, who studied hard all your life to become an elite? But you can never do that. Because in that world, the military-industrial complex has taken shape, and my nobility comes from capital. Because my chain of interests has succeeded in strangling the whole of Washington, I am the supreme pinnacle race in the food chain. And you will always be just a masochistic and hard-working student, longing for one-ten-thousandth class mobility. Because even if you are given the opportunity to cross the other world, you are still confused, so that you will pass by victory at the beginning. ”

"In ...... Let the victory pass by at the beginning?!" Fran the Great was bombarded by Isaac's mouth and shook his worldview.

"Have you forgotten? When you ascended the throne, you held Paris in your hands, marched eastward, united the Prussian army, and forced the Shinra to death, and the whole continent trembled under your iron hooves. But you're still respectful of the free market. ”

Isaac smiled, his eyes glowing red, his skin and tendons glowing brightly, as if a shining nuclear reactor was showing off its power: "Because you don't know, the free market is never free, it is nothing more than a prisoner of capital, faithfully serving the 1% of the world's people." ”

In collapsed Paris, the Kenny index soared to 0.49 and is still slowly climbing.

A Divine Grace Knight with a divine grace radiation approaching 500 has finally lifted the veil of Taoguang and shown his edge on the red carpet in front of the Emperor, like an indifferent heaven sent an angel to take over this chaotic world.