The night ruling the earth, the vast field, a train was rushing at lightning, and the lights were very eye-catching on the dark field. The sonorous mechanical friction sound was monotonous and powerful, just like the pace of China's industrial exhibition in this era. Although it started slowly, it was getting faster and faster. It was only a matter of time to catch up with the leading players in the front.

This train is Zhao Bei's special train. At this moment, he was sitting in one of the carriages, reviewing documents under the bright lights. Beside him was a lieutenant from the attendant's room and a secretary from the Administration. Like Zhao Bei, both of them had their eyes red. It was already eleven o'clock in the night, and others were resting, but they were still on duty here. The cold night was long and they could only support the president in handling government affairs.

Others are jealous of the staff of the Assistant Office and the Administration Office, but when they enter the Assistant Office and the Administration Office, people will find that behind the light of power is the extremely nervous nerves and neurasthenia caused by it. They are obviously sleepy. But they can't sleep when they are lying on the bed and can only work until late at night to see when their eyelids can't hold on, and then go to bed.

The newspapers always say that the President is a workaholic. In order to make the country strong as soon as possible, he always works until very late to rest every day, but the people around the President sneer at this statement. In their opinion, the reason why the President works until late at night is not because he doesn't want to rest, but because he can't sleep so early, the mental pressure is too great and his neurasthenia is extremely shocked. Therefore, it is difficult for the President to go to bed until less than the early morning. Even if he takes a break in advance, he will definitely fall asleep quickly.

After the end of the Northeast Asian War, the President did have a normal sleep. However, with the rapid development of the country's industry and commerce and the promulgation and implementation of a series of relevant policies, the President returned to this "workaholic" state, which implicated the staff around him and had to enter the role of workaholic. In order to take care of these staff, the President also postponed the morning work time to nine o'clock accordingly. Now, the adjutant of the attendant's office and the secretary of the General Administration Department have been yawning for a long time, but Zhao Bei is not sleepy at all.

"You guys go and have a rest first. There are still many documents here. After processing, I will organize it myself."

Zhao Bei heard the yawn coming from behind. He waved his hand and signaled the two subordinates to go and rest first.

But the two did not leave. The servant's brother-in-law looked at the watch and said, "Mr. President, the train will arrive in Beijing in another hour. Now we will go to bed and we can't sleep for long. Let's just stand here."

"Oh? I'm about to arrive in Beijing?"

Zhao Bei then raised his head, stretched his waist, counted the remaining pile of unprocessed documents. After estimating, it could be completed within half an hour. These documents are all drafts on the next step of military industry development. They were just transferred by the Ministry of Heavy Industry through a radio telegram yesterday, and then sorted out by the Supervision Office and gave it to Zhao Bei for review. Once Zhao Bei has finished revisions, it can be implemented. If the plan can be completed on time, then China's military industry will be further improved.

building.

"Have you notified the Presidential Palace? It's too late now, so there is no need for a welcome ceremony." Zhao Bei said.

"The Presidential Palace has been notified and ordered the attendant room to cancel the welcome ceremony." The adjutant nodded slightly.

Originally, according to the original plan, the presidential train would enter the station at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, but along the way, Zhao Bei urged him tightly, and the timetables were adjusted some timetables along the way. Therefore, this train was several hours ahead of the scheduled time, and Zhao Bei could only return late at night. As for the welcome ceremony, it was also cancelled.

"There is no need to notify the cabinet departments. I quietly return to Beijing and get off the car quietly. I will hold a cabinet meeting tomorrow morning to discuss the current situation in Nanyang."

After saying that, Zhao Bei picked up his pen and worked at his desk. After half an hour, he finished all the remaining documents. Then he ordered the secretary to organize the documents and asked the adjutant to bring him the Western-style tops.

At this time, the President's wife also arrived at the carriage and sorted out the collar for the President.

"You must be very tired after the journey. In a few days, you will accompany Old Taishan to the west. Or go to the south to take a break and rest. If you want to go back to your hometown, you will follow you." Zhao Bei held Cuixuan's hand.

"I'd better stay by your side. You've lost a lot of weight these days, and I'm not by your side. You always don't know how to take care of yourself. The country is in good condition now, so why should you urge yourself to run like this?" Cui Yi said.

"I'm not waiting for time."

Zhao Bei explained everything with just one sentence, and the staff in the car also tactfully retreated, allowing the "first couple" to have enough private space.

Cui Yi snuggled on Zhao Bei's broad chest. Feeling his powerful heartbeat, Zhao Bei's hand gently stroked Cui Yi's shoulders and kissed the delicate forehead quietly. A few strands of black hairs hang down, and the fragrance

noodle.

The two sat in embrace each other, saying something inconvenient to tell others, waiting for the train to enter the station.

Half an hour later, Mr. President's special train finally drove into the Beijing Railway Station and parked the train on the heavily guarded platform.

Although Zhao Bei specifically reminded that there was no need to notify the cabinet departments, Tang Shaoyi still led all cabinet members to welcome the president's return in inspection. All members of the shackles and political committee were present, as well as representatives of the left-behind personnel from the Commander Hall, the attendant's office, the Supervision Office, and even several reporters.

It can be imagined that tomorrow's newspaper headlines will definitely be news such as "the president returns to Beijing in a low-key manner."

"Welcome to return from the President's inspection."

Tang Shaoyi saw the president and his wife get off the special car,

"Who told you that I'm at the train station now?" Zhao Bei was a little surprised.

"I and several cabinet members have been waiting for news at the Presidential Palace, so I know that Mr. President will arrive in advance." Tang Shaoyi explained.

"I'm really sorry to let you come here so late. It's early morning. You guys should go back quickly. I'll go back to the Presidential Palace by myself, so you don't need to send it to you."

Zhao Bei didn't talk much, and shook hands with everyone one by one. Then he left the train station by car.

The others also parted one after another, and Tang Shaoyi and Xiong Xiling also left the train station. Due to insufficient cars, the two had to take the same car together.

After getting on the bus, Tang Shaoyi ordered the driver to take Xiong Xiling back to his house first. When the bus was on the road, Xiong Xiling suddenly sighed and said, "Young" I can't handle this Chief of Finance anymore."

"Bingsan, why did you say this?" Tang Shaoyi was a little surprised.

"It's not that big; Wang Yongjiang? Since joining the Ministry of Finance, relying on the support of someone, he always acts domineering in the Ministry and doesn't even take me seriously. Just yesterday afternoon, Wang Yongjiang had a fight with me and told me that I couldn't get out of the front line in front of the Ministry. If this continues, the Ministry of Finance will soon be named Wang." Xiong Xiling shook his head and sighed.

"Wang Yongjiang has arguing with you again? Why are you quarreling about?"

Of course, Tang Shaoyi knew Wang Yongjiang's temper, and he also knew that the "backstage" of Wang Yongjiang that Xiong Xiling referred to was the president himself, but it would be too incredible if Xiong Xiling wanted to retreat because of a dispute with his subordinates. After all, there has not been a "rumor" that Xiong Xiling is about to step down from the presidential palace.

"It's not for the Jin-Yi Coal Joint Enterprise? The Ministry of Finance is now conducting research on this issue. I mean, instead of supporting a German, it's better to support Chinese local consortiums. However, Wang Yongjiang said that in this enterprise merger case, the Ministry of Finance cannot help anyone. Those consortiums fight themselves. The winner wins the contract. The Ministry of Finance provides policy support and avoids unfair competition. Gu Shaochuan, are you right to evaluate him? Is it right for Wang Yongjiang or mine?"

"You mean the Hannagan Consortium and the Beiyang Consortium compete for control of Shanxi and Hebei coal mines?"

Hearing this, Tang Shaoyiming has come. It turns out that Xiong Xiling is still busy with this matter. To be honest, he agrees with Xiong Xiling's proposal from the bottom of his heart, but on the other hand, he also understands that what Wang Yongjiang said makes sense. As a government department, the Ministry of Finance should not directly interfere in commercial operations. The function of the Ministry of Finance can only be to formulate and implement the economic policies of the center.

"It's this. Hannagan is a German after all, and Germany is his motherland. He is also a foreign businessman who went to China to invest in media and oil mines and used China's resources to accumulate wealth. I am very disgusted with this behavior."

"Bingsan, I can't say that. Although Hannagan is using our resources to accumulate wealth, he has also brought the latest industrial technology to coal and oil mines, and these technologies are exactly what we need. Besides, Hannagan's consortium also has a large number of Chinese merchants and enterprises, which are originally international. Bingsan. You are also studying finance and economy, and you should know that capital has no borders, and wherever there is profit, capital will flow to wherever. Now foreign merchants invest in China, Chinese merchants may not have no foreign investment. In the south of the ocean, aren't there many Chinese businessmen invested in enterprises and plantations? What is "capital flow," which means it is not transferred by human will.

Although Wang Yongjiang's words are a little more extreme, they make sense. At least we cannot show too strong xenophobia now. Zhuo Jing, we give benefits to foreign markets, and foreign markets will also give us benefits. Now the national economy is developing large amounts of investment. Relying on domestic capital alone is a drop in the bucket, and foreign capital can only be introduced. Moreover, in the Russian civil war, a large number of foreign capital have fled to our country for security reasons. This is also the main reason why the central government has further relaxed restrictions on investment in basic industries. We must find a way to keep these foreign capitals in China. We cannot ask them to speculate in China, but we must encourage them to start industries. The more factories, the stronger the country. This principle is obvious.

So, Bingsan, you don’t have to be so arrogant about this. Wang Yongjiang sent to the Ministry of Finance to study. The president is optimistic about this person and will use him in the future, but now it is not the time to use him. Now, Xiong Bingsan is still the pillar of the Ministry of Finance. If you pat your butt and leave now, who should I go to preside over the Ministry of Finance? So, listen to my advice, and drink a few sips of foreign wine after going back. Have a good sleep. After getting up tomorrow, the Ministry of Finance is still sunny."

Tang Shaoyi's words made Xiong Xiling feel a little better. So she didn't bother with this topic anymore, but she couldn't get any interest in talking along the way. When she arrived at the place, the car stopped and said goodbye to Tang Shaoyi, got out of the car, and walked straight into Xiong Mansion.

Tang Shaoyi ordered the driver to drive the car back to the den. He quickly returned to the mansion, but before he could finish the night, he called him and came over from the Foreign Affairs Department.

"General Tang, it's not good! The Dutch fired! The Dutch warship fired in Sumadala!"
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