Before Chen **** met Song Jiaoren with Ma Yinchu, Song Jiaoren was in a restless journey in the Wenhua Palace. A few days ago, **** made a special trip to Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Lakes and Sichuan areas. The main reason was to understand the issue of mulberry farmers' transfers, the Institute of Mind Agriculture barely approved the loan for agricultural assistance. Mulberry farmers who were willing to cut mulberry trees to change to grain and cotton can get a loan for agricultural supplies to survive the difficult period of transition.

Although the plan is good, the silk industry is already a mature industrial chain. In addition to mulberry farmers, there are also vendors who collect cocoons everywhere, gentry who manages baking stoves, as well as large and small silk reel factories and weaving factories. These people knelt in front of him with a group of unemployed workers, and tears started to yell, which made him unable to escape. Indeed, mulberry farmers suffered heavy losses, but silk workers suffered even heavier losses. The two lakes in the south of the Yangtze River were originally densely populated, and land reform could not divide much land. The eldest in one household farmed, and the second to the youngest could only work. Now that the silk industry has withered, these silk workers are hungry and cold, and they are about to sell their children and daughters...

This is true in small towns, but in Shanghai, along the river and in the big cities along the road, the economic crisis has made theaters and cinemas surprisingly popular. In order to make a few actors famous, the rich and rich often spend a lot of money. The poor and the rich are rich. After walking through Jiangnan, Song Jiaoren couldn't help feeling sad and angry: Why are some people spend money on the world, but some people can't eat? Why are some people rich and some people penniless?

"Prime Minister, Lord Chen of the Ministry of Revenue said he had something to ask for a meeting..." Song Jiaoren's secretary Tan Yihong walked to his side and reported carefully.

"What's wrong with him!" Song Jiaoren was a little impatient. He could see that Chen **** was just a slippery man, and he was lying in the cabinet with the intention of offending anyone. There has been no movement in the issuance of public debts for the economic crisis.

"Say yes... there is something important." Tan Yihong said, "It should be that Lord Ma has something to report."

"Well, let them come in." I heard that it was Ma Yinchu. Song Jiaoren wanted to see him. At least, Ma Yinchu was completely consistent with him in his position and had psychological resistance to the powerful people in the country.

When Chen ** ejaculated in, his face was tense and he looked unhappy. However, Ma Yinchu's eyebrows were a little fluttering. He followed behind him, striding with his head held high, and he felt an indescribable confidence.

"Sit down and talk." Song Jiaoren, who returned to the desk, said in a harmonious voice, pressing his hand on the teacup.

"Prime Minister, Yuan Shan didn't know where he heard the news, saying that the State Bank was speculating on the German Mark..." Chen **** attributed the news to the three-no products as soon as he spoke, which made Ma Yinchu who was beside him very dissatisfied. After he finished speaking, Ma Yinchu immediately corrected: "Prime Minister. This is not the news I heard from where I don't know, this is a true fact!"

"But Liu Jitao hasn't even seen the account of Qiaoshang Bank now, how could they know they were speculating on German Mark?" Chen **** asked back.

"Why do you have to look at the accounts? Besides, the accounts are not fake?" Ma Yinchu asked, "Physses to run the German mark were originally a roundabout way for Zhang Xingjian to attack the yen. If the German mark was defeated, it would be implicated in the pound. If the pound was dropped, the yen would be easy to capture. Who else could think of such a clever method except for the profit-seeking group of people from the National Bank? This is like the Shanghai rubber stock trend twenty years ago, and it is not open and honest."

With Yang Rui's departure, some dark history began to spread widely among the people. The darkest one was the rubber stock trend in Shanghai. It is said that the money that the Revival Society had taken the world from here. Ma Yinchu was an economist. After research, it was confirmed that the trend was indeed behind the scenes, and Revival Society was determined to be the initiator.

"Yuan Shan. Let's just talk about the matter." Song Jiaoren did not like Ma Yin's junior middle-aged slander and revival meeting, especially in formal occasions.

"Prime Minister, this is the case. When they went to Shanghai to check the accounts, they hid the yen incident very well and did not show any clues. However, the wise man was worried that a hundred million Mark loan forgot to cover it up. The money was loaned to Qiaoshang Bank. We found Qiaoshang Bank, but the bank said that the money was abroad. It would take a shortcut to wait until the accounts were summarized in the second half of the year before there was a detailed account. Based on the previous run in Germany, Ji Tao judged that the money should have been transferred to Germany. The purpose was to let the German government announce foreign exchange control or withdraw from the gold standard because it could not bear the run of Mark...." Ma Yinchu said the result after the investigation, and the face was hard to cover up.

"Prime Minister. As the economic crisis comes, the whole world is running. Last year, the bankruptcy of the Silk Bank broke out because of the run. How can the things that happened in Germany have to do with us? German workers are unemployed as much as seven million. They experienced a huge inflation a few years ago. How can there be no run in panic? "Chen **** immediately objected. "Besides, if Zhang Xingjian really wants to run the German mark, why should he write the number openly on his account? Our country has a lot of trade with Germany. Although there are many of these 100 million marks, it does not mean that it has problems."

"At that time, because the State Bank controlled all foreign exchange in my country, traders and traders had to settle foreign exchange at the State Bank." Ma Yinchu spoke without hesitation, "What are the trade transactions with Germany that are more than 100 million marks? Even if it is a trade transaction, what about the trade contracts, customs documents, and packings? What exactly did the OCBC buy in Germany? It can be worth 100 million marks, 50 million Chinese yuan, and 25 million US dollars?"

"Okay!" Seeing that the two of them were unwilling to give in, Song Jiaoren had to stop the argument. He asked, "If this is indeed done by Shanghai to run over the German Mark, what if?"

"Since you have money to go abroad to speculate in foreign exchange, why not take over the construction government-issued construction bonds?" Ma Yinchu also thought about it several times before thinking about several benefits. One of them is to ask the State Bank to take the lead in taking over the construction bonds.

"Take the public debt?" Song Jiaoren's eyes suddenly became hot. The Ministry of Industry had already planned the plan for the large-scale infrastructure plan, but the judging institute did not increase taxes and the bank did not borrow loans. Although he was a premier, a penny could stump the hero.

Seeing that Song Jiaoren was interested, Ma Yinchu smiled and said, "That's right. Although the Ministry of Works has formulated a number of plans to rescue the market, it is doubtful how the institute will start without increasing taxes. But if the bank can undertake one billion and two billion yuan of construction bonds, many projects can be started, and the unemployed people can make a living." After saying that, he shook his head and said, "Prime Minister, the richer the richer the poorer the poor, the government should rob the rich to help the poor, and ensure that the poor can also read books, take medical treatment, and live a life. Most European countries have workers' welfare bills, and we..."

The more Ma Yinchu spoke righteously, the louder he spoke. Chen **** on the side finally couldn't help but sigh: "Zhang Xingjian would never agree. Why should we let him accept the government debt? Besides, the judiciary will not agree to the Workers' Welfare Act. This obviously confronts workers and factory owners. It is hindering national stability."

"The State Bank has money to speculate in foreign exchange, but ignores the unemployed people in the country?" Ma Yinchu said very angrily, "European workers have implemented an eight-hour working system, and there are Labor Day, and there are unemployment benefits, but what do Chinese workers have? They say that they have lifelong employment, but now they have to rotate intermittently. What is this not unemployment? Prime Minister, China is not a very small number of rich people and nobles. China is a China of 50 million people. The country should consider the working people, not a few nobles..."

The tendency of socialism in Ma Yinchu's words is extremely obvious, and he regards robbing the rich and helping the poor as the foundation of the government. This violates the spirit of the constitution after the second constitutional amendment: that is, the government is a government organized by taxpayers. It should indeed protect the rights and interests of every Chinese person, but it must not harm the legitimate rights and interests of a small number of people due to the request of most people. This is the lesson learned from the Land Reform Act and the public property case. All the government needs to do is to ensure fair competition, and at the same time strictly prohibit officials and businessmen from colluding with power to seek rent, and ultimately robbing the poor and helping the rich.

As a representative of the previous escort, Chen ****, who was familiar with the spirit of the Constitution, wanted to correct Ma Yinchu's words, but when Song Jiaoren heard it, he nodded more and more. He thought that he was just holding on to it. He stopped all his thoughts and only thought about when this cabinet would collapse.

The result of the discussion in Wenhua Palace reached Shanghai in the afternoon. When they saw the official document from Beijing to ask the State Bank to undertake the construction of public debts, Zhang Kun immediately sneered. What?! They are worthy of taking the public debts forcibly.

"Brother, what is this?" Li Guangqian, the general manager of the Chongqing Bank, who was discussing with Zhang Kunzheng, suddenly changed his face when he saw his goodbye, and when the documents were red-headed, he couldn't help but ask.

"Wipe the thing!" Zhang Kun sneered and turned disdainful. He scratched the match and lighted the cigarette while his heart was storming. He couldn't help but lit the documents for money. But as soon as the documents were burned, he immediately blew them out of any official documents from the bank. If they really burned, such an official document would be missing.

"The idiots in the capital thought they had obtained our handle and asked us to take over 1.2 billion yuan in construction bonds." Zhang Kun shook the documents disdainfully. Then he handed them to Li Guangqian and asked with a smile: "Guangqian, do you have the money to take over the bonds?"

After taking the red-headed official document, Li Guangqian shook his head and said, "1.2 billion, a big amount! Those officials really don't regard money as money." After sighing, he returned the documents to Zhang Kun, and then replied: "There are a lot of deposits in Qiaoshang Bank, but the depositors disagree. How can we butlers buy government bonds with their money?"

Li Guangqian was a serious banker and was in conflict with the Qing Dynasty levy and rewards from the bottom of his heart. Zhang Kun smiled and said, "Some people don't even understand the most basic rules, and think that the public is in their hands and the whole world is theirs, so they can be slaughtered and exploited. Such people as prime ministers will only destroy the little family business that their ancestors have finally accumulated!

Before you, you ask the branches of overseas Chinese businessmen to make up an account immediately and open some short companies in Germany, and the money is used to acquire these companies. Only in this way can you escape Liu Jitao's eyes after a few months."

Making fake accounts is definitely a taboo for bankers, but now facing the close attention of the Ministry of Revenue, Zhang Kun has to make such arrangements. Li Guangqian responded. Chen Guangfu, who came after he left, said, "Is it necessary for us to undertake the construction of public debt again?"

"Yes!" Zhang Kunyang said to the red-headed official document that burned a small corner, "1.2 billion, I really treat us as Shen Wansan!"

"What should I do?" Chen Guangfu, who had read the official document quickly, said, "Do you take over some of the things first? The others..."

"Absolutely not!" Zhang Kun shook his head like a rattle. "Although there is a lot of money in the bank, no penny belongs to us. Why should we use depositors' money to buy such construction bonds that have no return? Why should we issue more than 1.2 billion Huayuan without the actual increase in the economy?

And these projects are just official articles written by slapping the numbers. Not to mention detailed project evaluation reports, there is not even a draft profit return assessment. The bureaucrats regard projects as welfare, isn’t this throwing money into the water?”

"But..." Chen Guangfu also knew that the so-called construction of public debt was a bottomless pit, but he was afraid that those from the Ministry of Revenue would do something next time.

"Don't do it." Zhang Kun said, "We can't move the bank's money, and we can't turn on the printing press. Otherwise, we can see who has the money to buy some if we are willing."

The 1.2 billion public debt suddenly turned into private Yucai investment. When the telegram from Shanghai finally turned to Wenhua Hall, another teacup died in Wenhua Hall with a "clang".

"Did he Zhang Xingjian treat the cabinet as beggar?" Song Jiaoren shouted after he threw the cup. The blue veins on his head stormed, "One.2 billion has become ten thousand taels. Does he still recognize this government? Do you have me, the prime minister in your eyes?!"

"Prime Minister, Zhang Xingjian said before: He only has money in his eyes!" Song Jiaoren only stood in front of Ma Yinchu, and Chen ****, the Minister of Revenue, who had always been 'opposed' with him, had already taken leave.

"Can you get rid of his position?" Song Jiaoren's anger went most of the time after throwing the cup, and then began to consider the solution.

"No. The General Office of the State Bank is elected by banks in each province, and then appointed by the Financial Committee of the Institute of Judicial Affairs. Both must be agreed to the two." Ma Yinchu said. "The only way is..."

"What is it?" Song Jiaoren quickly turned his head.

"It's just to find a solution from a legal perspective." Ma Yinchu said, "Zhang Xingjian has been in charge of the National Bank for nearly 20 years. There are always some shameful things. If he can find out these things, he can replace him openly." Ma Yinchu stopped here, his eyes flashed a few times and said, "Or..."

Shanghai Daxin Street is a complete entertainment street, with a large stage of civilization, a new stage, a new stage, a new stage, a Chinese theater, a Zhejiang theater, a Lido theater, etc., all gather here. In addition to theaters, teahouses, and cinemas, they are also lined up, which only adds a popular color to the colorful Shanghai.

At the moment when the lights were first on, neon lights flashed brightly on Daxin Street, and the music was moving. Under the neon lights, cars were one after another on the bustling streets, but most parking lots were full. If it weren't for the big face and making an appointment early, the drivers had to go around to the racecourse to park, and then the masters and the ladies had to walk back.

"Ga, many people!" Mrs. Zhang, who was rarely out of the Shanghai-made Venus luxury sedan, was startled by the crowds of people in front through the windshield in the front row. This situation was comparable to the temple fair in the north.
Chapter completed!