Data Wasteland

At half past ten in the morning, there was a long line at the door of the Prime Minister's office in the Hall of the Ice Blue City Council.

"Minister of Foreign Affairs, can you let me go in later, I have an urgent report!" Treasury Secretary Jed Eisen pulled on the sleeve of the Foreign Minister, trying to jump in the line.

The latter pushed him away and said angrily, "Whose business is not urgent? I haven't seen the Prime Minister for two days, and a bunch of documents are waiting for signature."

Two full days have passed since the evening of the celebration banquet. The Prime Minister seemed to be completely drunk, and there were no people in sight for more than forty hours.

"Will the Prime Minister come today?" "Yeah, it's almost time for lunch." "I'm really anxious."

"Get out, get out!"

Just as the officials were talking about it, several women in black uniforms suddenly broke into the parliament hall. They are capable and vigorous, and their high heels clatter on the floor.

Soon the officials recognized the identity of the people who came, showing timid expressions, and stepped out of the way to both sides.

The woman at the head is the second judge of Heiji, the ghost fox, and also the heir of the Prime Minister. Although on the surface, she is not high in status, but she has a great right to speak.

Ghost Fox walked to the office door, grabbed the doorknob, and opened a crack in the door with a "click".

The door was not locked, but apart from Ghost Fox, no one dared to knock on the door before getting permission, let alone open the door directly.

Guihu walked in sideways, and several black jailgirl guards who followed behind blocked everyone's sight, and turned back and closed the door after entering.

About ten minutes later, the door opened again, and the ghost fox walked out of it. The black prison girl guard behind him was carrying a stretcher covered with black cloth. It could only be seen from the outline that it was a woman, but her face was covered and her identity could not be recognized.

"Is it dead or alive?" "Living, I can feel the psychic fluctuations." "Who is it that dares to offend the Prime Minister!" The officials whispered to each other, all curious about the identity of the woman on the stretcher.

"Don't get in the way!"

The ghost fox frowned and yelled harshly. The officials immediately dispersed like a school of fish, giving way to a wide passage.

In fact, everyone on the stretcher had seen and knew the woman on the stretcher, and they knew it was an existence that they had become disheartened and frightened about.

The number one man in the black prison, A Qiaomu.

However, at this time, the black prison judge no longer had the prestige of the past, and was unconscious like a pile of mud, and was carried away by his subordinates.

Yes, after two days of torture

, A Qiaomu was taken away.

In the office at this time, two sisters, Bai Ye Fenghua and Bai Ye Liufang, are busy packing things up and cleaning.

They even put down the identity of the princess, kneeled on the ground like a maid, wiped the floor with a wet towel, and cleaned up the remnants.

Half an hour later, a messy office was tidy up and clean. The two women sprayed the air freshener again to avoid leaving any peculiar smell.

After cleaning up, the two women went out one after another. Although there are many officials outside, they are not worried about causing criticism. One of them is the chief commander, and the other is the highest commander of the garrison. It's normal to have a close conversation with the Prime Minister all night.

Besides, it depends on who you want to chew your tongue. On one side is the Prime Minister, and on the other are Princess White Night and Second Princess. Even if you have doubts in your heart, you won't miss it and make jokes about your life.

"We're finished talking, you can go in."

Bai Ye Liufang, who was behind Bai Ye Fenghua, said to the foreign minister who was ranked first, and the latter immediately beamed with joy, opened the doorknob, and raised his foot to walk in.

But at this moment, the slender Minister of Finance sprang out from behind and got in first, making the Minister of Foreign Affairs stare.

"My Prime Minister, the recent soybean futures have doubled and may exceed twelve gold coins a ton." After a simple greeting, the Minister of Finance said solemnly.

"Soybean futures?" Chen Xing was puzzled. He was a mercenary who was not sensitive to the economy.

But the Minister of Finance did not seem to realize this, and continued to say, "Cotton, corn, and fuel all have increased by more than 70%."

"Simply put it." Chen Xing said.

"I am worried that if raw materials continue to rise in this way, it will trigger a new round of financial turmoil and eventually lead to the Great Depression," said the Minister of Finance.

Chen Xing finally understood. Although he didn't specialize in economics in his first life, he was also a market manager and knew what the Great Depression, that is, the economic crisis, was all about.

There are three people, a farmer, a porter, and a cook. Farmers grow vegetables and sell them, porters charge transportation fees, and chefs process vegetables and sell them again. All three have worked hard and are paid to buy ready-made vegetables to eat.

The economic crisis is the huge chaos in the market, the farmers’ vegetables cannot be sold, the porters have no money to refuel, the cooks have no vegetables to process, the three lose the mutually beneficial relationship under economic rules, and none of them produce social value. .

Because the Red State has fallen into a civil war, the economy has begun to decline, and the decline to a certain extent will trigger the economic

Economic crisis.

Generally speaking, countries on the earth can alleviate economic pressure by printing currency.

But the red earth world is different. There is only one currency in the world, and it is a physical currency. No country can issue a currency alone.

The currency is minted and managed by the World Bank, and has the only gold mining right in the world.

But in exchange, the World Bank will provide loans to countries to ease economic pressure.

However, this loan is not unlimited. In the event of a severe economic crisis, the World Bank can only extend blood transfusion and cannot solve the problem fundamentally.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Chen Xing knew nothing about the economy, so he could only ask for his opinions.

"Make a policy that can stimulate the economy, and then negotiate with the people of the World Bank." The Finance Minister said.

Chen Xing thought for a while and said, "Well, let's talk about your thoughts with the general leader and see what she has to say."

Chen Xing kicked the ball, but there was no way. Professional things should be left to professional people. According to the development of the previous life, Bai Ye Fenghua solved all the problems, so it is "compliance with the destiny" to hand it over to her.

After the Minister of Finance left, Chen Xing met with a group of officials. The problems that can be solved are solved, and the ones that can't be solved are kicked to Bai Ye Fenghua.

"Boss, I suddenly discovered that dealing with state affairs seems to be easier than that of Lanhua Town." Xiao Yang looked excited, as if he had discovered the New World.

"Of course." Chen Xing lifted his legs, "The bigger the official, the easier it is to do things."

"That, that..." Xiao Yang squeezed for a while and asked, "Then can I be an official?"

Chen Xing tilted his neck and glanced at Xiao Yang, as if looking at a fool, "Are you not an official now? You are an assistant to the prime minister, a very big official!"

"But, but..." Xiao Yang's appearance became more and more twisted.

"But what, say!" Chen Xing shouted.

Xiao Yang was frightened and said, "They said that I am a dogleg."

"Who is it!" Chen Xing raised his eyebrows. Whoever has such courage, dare to say that the Prime Minister's assistant is a dog, then isn't he a dog!

"On the Internet, on the Internet..." Xiao Yang stammered.

Yes, no matter which world it is in, as long as there is a network, there will be no shortage of network spyware.

"Turn on the screen and let me see who they are!"