Chapter 1087 1088 governs a country

Running a country is not a simple job, it can be one of the most complex jobs in the world. Don't underestimate leaders who seem to be paid well in front of you for nothing, because they have the potential to really do more than you do.

Pointing to a random position, sneering and leaving a comment that I can do it is an irresponsible and total denial of other people's work. Let's not talk about how to climb from the grassroots level to that position step by step, just simply analyzing the trade-offs that need to be weighed in this position may not be something that others can do.

Attracting foreign business may hurt local businesses, local businesses are hurting the environment, tourism is generating income for the whole region, but tourists are ruining local businesses, major shopping malls are big taxpayers, and the commercial areas that have been unable to relocate for a long time have disrupted the construction planning of the entire region.

It is necessary to coordinate the interests of all people in the region, ethnic, collective, community, etc...... At every turn, there are people who judge these jobs, but there are no people who can finally come up with solutions. Do you know how many scholars clamored for war during the First Sino-Japanese Naval War? As a result, after the fighting, very few people joined the army.

Seeing that Japan insists on opening a station for one person, it shouts loudly: This is the disparity! But who can really understand how much the country needs to pay for providing such a privileged care for 1.3 billion people? If the state really insists on providing services to a small number of people for the sake of a so-called "feeling," these commentators will start shouting again and hyping up the so-called "privilege theory" or "insider theory"?

Just imagine, if China is only the size of Shanghai and has a population of only 1 million, then relying only on port throughput, these 1 million people can live the same life as Dubai, the infrastructure is not inferior to Manhattan in the United States, and the per capita income despises the tyrant countries like Saudi Arabia. But is there really no weakness in such a country?

There is no right to speak in the international community, and the victims of the struggle between the great powers have no possibility of being strong in their lives, and they can only endure the problems of the great powers in a difficult way. Don't shout about independent research and development of weapons, because the state has few small purchases, and all weapons can only be purchased; and don't say anything hard and arrogant, because this kind of country has really been beaten, and there are no troops to resist.

In his office, Accardo was already preoccupied with what was in front of him, and the ethnic disputes in the Balkans had turned it into a place of guerrillas—not guerrillas against the Germans, but miniature armies of locals attacking each other. They did not dare to fight with the elite German troops, but they fought in the dark in their nests for trivial things.

Some of the policies and construction work that Germany has pursued here have been difficult to implement because of the chaotic local security environment, and the infrastructure that was once handy has become chaotic due to the multiplication of land area in Germany. How big was the Third Reich? Now that it encompasses nearly seventy percent of the land of Europe, can the policy of managing the original Germany still be used? Or is it easy to use?

At that time, Accardo found a few chaebol tycoons and chatted casually for half an hour, promised something, and then lent a sum of money, and easily built nearly 100 kilometers of roads and railways in Germany, which injected new vitality into Germany's economic construction and allowed Germany's troops to move quickly within Germany.

But if there is now a desire to build a transport line between the east and west of Germany, the amount of money needed is not small. Even if the army was mobilized to help and work for a whole year, it would be impossible to build a new railway from Saint-Rudolph to Paris.

"Let's put the Balkan issue aside, at least General Hote will be able to control the situation there. Accardo threw the papers aside with a headache, then picked up a new one and turned the first page - "Norwegian iron ore supply drops by seven percent."

Of course, Norway's iron ore production cannot be reduced for no reason, and the Icelandic base where the Allied bombers took off has not yet been dug out of the rubble, how can it still have the ability to bomb Norway. Moreover, the German fighter forces in Norway are more powerful than ever, and they are sharpening their knives and waiting for the target to come to their door.

Germany also attaches great importance to the production of iron ore in Norway, so the inexplicable decrease in supply will definitely not be due to some other problems in mining.

If it's not Norway's production capacity, it's the transportation and hoarding that is the problem. Seventy percent of Norwegian iron ore was in the hands of the Wehrmacht, and the remainder was mortgaged as compensation to a German consortium. Accardo frowned, then slammed the report on the table.

"Linus, Sebastian!" he squeezed out a name that made the German financial community talk about it, and it was a name that he knew all too well. Just after the Germans captured the Baku oil fields, the owner of this name also approached Accardo and made a request to use the oil field to pay off the imperial national debt.

Of course, he refused this unreasonable, or somewhat excessive, request, and the other party left a few cruel words and walked away. Obviously, now the other party has begun to retaliate, directly using the steel production capacity in the other party's hands to put pressure on Accardo, the head of the empire.

"Interesting! Interesting!" Accardo looked at the report again, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face. There is a very interesting sentence in Marx's Das Kapital, and now Accardo just remembered this sentence: If there is 20 percent profit, capital will be ready to move, if there is 50 percent profit, capital will take risks, if there is 100 percent profit, capital will dare to risk hanging its head, and if there is 300 percent profit, capital will dare to trample on all human laws.

How much profit would be made by monopolizing all the oil supplies of an empire across Europe, Asia and Africa, Accardo could not imagine. Because the richest man he had ever heard of in his two lifetimes combined controlled one-twentieth of that goal. The combination of the rich Saudi and Emirati tycoons, combined with the Libyan and Russian oligarchs who sell oil, is the ultimate goal that Linus Sebastian is pursuing, and the thought of it makes Accardo himself absolutely excited.

"If he really has the ability to do this, then I think the world is not so much the Third Reich or the United States as he is Linus Sebastian's own!" Accardo sighed and pressed his hand on the document: "Unfortunately, capital is nothing more than capital. ”

After muttering this, Accardo turned his head sideways and instructed Anna, who had been leaning back on the couch and watching him work, "Let Mercedes spread the prepared materials from the channels where we can't find them." Also, inform Gascoll and ask him to come to my office. ”

When Gascol arrived at Accardo's office, Accardo was approving the continued increase in production capacity at Bavaria's heavy industrial base, demanding that the companies produce twice as many cars and tractors, because he was convinced that the post-war recovery and the large Asian market could feed that capacity until 1970 and beyond.

"Long live Führer Accardo, Rudolph!" Gascoll, who was standing at the door, stood up and down meticulously, and gave a great German salute. He didn't lower his standards just because Accardo didn't raise his head, because he was respectful and unconditionally obedient to Accardo.

"Send a message to the hive and ask them to find a way to fabricate a person in the old archives of the USSR. Accardo put down the document in his hand, and then looked at Gascoll: "This man's father once financed the October Revolution, he was Stalin's best friend abroad and his most solid supporter, he was ordered to lurk Germany and sabotage all German wars against the Soviet Union. ”

"Goo. Gascoll swallowed, knowing that whoever had been fabricated with such an identity would be shot dead on the spot with a little verification. This man's family would be sent to concentration camps, and his reputation would be completely erased in the Third Reich...... In a word, anyone who is put on this hat, no matter how important a person he is, is dead.

"The reason why this is arranged is because we can't afford to pay the debt we owe to Mr. Linus Sebastian. Accardo smiled, as if to say something very interesting. However, Gascoll could hear the coldness between the lines, so when he heard the name Linus Sebastian, he knew that this super plutocracy that controlled the empire's economy was going to be in bad luck this time.

"We owe this man 17 billion Reich Gold Marks. The reimbursement included four companies in Belgium, two shipyards in the Netherlands, six arsenals in France and 14 labor battalions in Poland. Now I'm going to give him an oil field, half of Ukraine's farms, and taxes from nine occupied territories!" Accardo spoke faster and faster, and Gascoll lowered his eyes and did not speak.

It wasn't until Accardo had finished talking about all the troubles that Gascoll raised his gaze and said slowly, "Actually, my Führer. I don't need to know why he deserves to die...... All I need is your orders. If you order him to be killed, then tomorrow morning I will strangle him on a brightly lit balcony...... Even if he was a good man, with a blind daughter and a paralyzed old mother - he would be dead. ”