At half past ten o'clock in the morning, a long line was lined up in the hall of the Ice Blue City Council.

"Minister of Foreign Affairs, can I let me in first later? I have an urgent report!" Finance Minister Jed Eisen pulled the Foreign Minister's sleeve and wanted to jump into the line.

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

It had been two days since the night of the celebration banquet. The Prime Minister seemed to be drunk completely and had not seen anyone for more than forty hours.

"Will the Prime Minister come today?" "Yes, it's almost lunch time." "It's so anxious."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Just as officials were talking, several women in black uniforms suddenly broke into the parliament hall. They acted skillfully and decisively, and their high heels made the floor buzzing.

Soon the officials recognized the identity of the person, showed a timid look, and made way for both sides.

The woman in charge is the judge of the second black prison, Guihu, and is also the confidant of the Prime Minister. Although she has a low status on the surface, she has great voice.

The ghost fox walked to the office door, grabbed the door handle, and opened a crack in the door with a "click".

The door was not locked, but no one here except the ghosts and foxes dared to knock on the door rashly before getting permission, let alone open the door directly.

The ghost fox walked in sideways, and the black prison guards following behind blocked everyone's sight. After entering, they turned around and closed the door.

About ten minutes later, the door opened again and the ghost fox walked out from inside. The black prison guard behind him was carrying a stretcher with a black cloth covered it. It could only be seen from the outline that it was a woman, but her face was covered.

It is impossible to recognize its identity.

"Is it dead or alive?" "I can feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy." "Who is it? How dare you offend the Prime Minister!" The officials whispered and were a little curious about the identity of the woman on the stretcher.

"Don't block the way!"

The ghost fox frowned and shouted loudly. The officials immediately dispersed like fish, giving way out a wide passage.

In fact, everyone present has seen the woman on the stretcher and is familiar with it. She is an existence that they are afraid of and frightened by the talk.

The number one figure in the Black Prison, A Qiaomu.

However, at this time, the presiding judge of the Black Prison no longer had his former prestige, and was unconscious like a pile of mud, and was carried away by his subordinates.

Yes, after two days of torture, A Qiaomu was carried away.

In the office at this time, Bai Ye Fenghua and Bai Ye Liufang were busy packing up their things and cleaning.

They even put down their princess identity, knelt on the ground like maids, wiped the floor with a wet towel, and cleaned the residue on it.

Half an hour later, the messy office was neatly tidy and clean. The two women sprayed it with air freshener to avoid any odor left.

After packing up, the two women went out one by one. Although there were many officials outside, they were not worried about causing criticism. One of them was the commander and the other was the supreme commander of the security army. It was normal for them to have a secret talk with the Prime Minister all night.

Besides, you have to look at the object of gossip. On one side is the Prime Minister, on the other side are Princess Bai Ye and the Second Princess. Even if you have doubts in your heart, you won’t be able to think about it and make fun of your life.

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

Bai Ye Liufang, who was following Bai Yefenghua, said to the first foreign minister. The latter immediately showed joy, opened the door handle, raised his foot and walked in.

But at this moment, the thin Minister of Finance rushed out from behind and got in first, making the Minister of Foreign Affairs so angry that he stared at him.

"Sir, the soybean futures have doubled recently and may exceed twelve gold coins per ton." After a simple greeting, the Minister of Finance said with a serious expression.

"Soybean Futures?" Chen Xing asked in confusion. He was a mercenary and was not sensitive to the economy.

But the Finance Minister seemed to be unaware of this and continued, "Cotton, corn, fuel, and the increase was more than 70%.

"To put it simply," Chen Xing said.

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

Chen Xing finally understood. Although he did not specialize in economics in his first life, he was also a marketing manager and knew what the economic depression was like, that is, the economic crisis.

For example, there are three people, one farmer, one porter, and one chef. The farmer grows vegetables and sells them. The porter charges the transport fee, and the chef processes vegetables and sells them again. All three have paid their labor and are paid to buy the prepared ones.

Eat food.

The economic crisis is that the market is in a huge chaos, the vegetables grown by farmers cannot be sold, the porters have no money to cheer up, the chefs have no vegetables to process, the three of them have lost the mutually beneficial relationship under the economic rules, and no one has produced social value

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Because the Red Kingdom fell into a civil war, the economy began to decline, and when it fell to a certain level, it would trigger an economic crisis.

Generally speaking, countries on Earth can relieve economic pressure by printing currencies.

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

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

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

However, this loan is not unlimited. Once a serious economic crisis occurs, the World Bank can only transfusion blood and sustain life, and cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Chen Xing knew nothing about the economy and could only ask for advice.

"Develop a policy that can stimulate the economy and then negotiate with the World Bank people," the finance minister said.

Chen Xing thought for a while and said, "This is how you tell the commander what you think and see what she has."

Chen Xing kicked the ball, but there was nothing we could do. Professional things should be left to professionals. According to the development of the previous life, Bai Ye Fenghua solved all problems, so it was to give them to her to "follow the destiny"

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After the Minister of Finance left, Chen Xing met with another group of officials. If the problems could be solved, they would be solved. If they could not be solved, they would be kicked to Bai Yefenghua.

"Boss, I suddenly realized that handling state affairs seems to be easier than the matter in Orchid Town." Xiao Yang looked excited, as if he had discovered a new continent.

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

"Then, that..." Xiao Yang shook for a while and asked, "Can I become an official?"

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

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

"But what, say!" Chen Xing shouted.

Xiao Yang was frightened and said, "They said, "I'm a dog-legged person."

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

"Online, online..." Xiao Yang stuttered.

Yes, no matter which world it is, as long as there is an Internet, there will be no lack of Internet trolls.
Chapter completed!