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Volume 4 Leviathan 163 Money is tight

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    "I understand. Leave it all here. Let me be quiet for a while. Don't let anyone come in!" Chen Zaixing nodded and made a gesture to ask the other party to leave. The secretary quickly and carefully exited and took the room with him.  Door.  Chen Zaixing picked up the top telegram, but the words on it were like a bunch of flies, flying around. He had to put down the telegram, closed his eyes, stretched out his hands and slowly rubbed his sore eyes.  "So tired, really too tired!" Chen Zaixing lowered his head tiredly. Countless things seemed to be weighing heavily on his shoulders. If Luo Lin had been his partner and helper in the past,  , now only Chen Zaixing is responsible for all this.  The execution of Diok and Maung Kyi certainly eliminated the two most prestigious rebel leaders among the Burmese nobles and frightened potential opponents; but on the other hand, it also killed the two most talented politicians in the kingdom.  Wen Che, the counselor of the Privy Council, is far from Diok and Maung Ji in terms of ability and prestige. He is not so much a prime minister of the kingdom as a clerk, who handles various matters in the Privy Council.  The same question was presented to Chen Zaixing unchanged, allowing Chen Zaixing to make his own decision.  There have been several times when Chen Zaixing wanted to smash these documents on the middle-aged man's face, telling him to get out immediately and give up his position as Privy Council Counselor to someone more suitable for him.  But Chen Zaixing suppressed his impulse in the end. The reason is very simple, because he caused all this himself. Killing Diok and Maung Kee not only killed the most talented politicians in the two kingdoms, but also frightened them.  Many potential talents have been left behind. If Chen Zaixing drives Wen Che away, there may be a dilemma where no one dares to take over.  "Wen Che, this bastard, has never made any progress, and even this little shit has to happen to me!" After resting for a while, Chen Zaixing looked at the request report sent by Wen Che, and cursed through gritted teeth while using  The seal on his ring was covered with ink pad to show his agreement.  He picked up the next report and saw another payment report. Chen Zaixing's temples began to hurt again, and he had to reach out and massage them gently.  "Damn it, it's money again. Where can I get so much money!" Chen Zaixing slammed the report on the table, and the white paper was immediately scattered on the floor.  The current situation is obvious. Regardless of whether the information about the imperial court's large-scale debt issuance for railway construction is true or not, it is certain that Liu Qingyang wants to take this opportunity to kill himself severely.  If you accept the other party's bond issuance conditions, the result is likely to be that your hard work will end up being a wedding dress for others. The Yunnan-Burma Railway will fall into the hands of Houde Bank, and the entire Shunhua Company will also be strangled by the other party.  , this is unacceptable to me.  As a banker, it was natural for Liu Qingyang to do this. He could either find new sources of income in other ways, or he would have to accept the other party's harsh conditions.  "Increase taxes in Burma?" Chen Zaixing instinctively thought of the most direct way, but he quickly rejected his idea. Under the joint oppression of Shunhua Company and Burmese noble monks, the lives of Burmese farmers have reached below the starvation line.  If taxes are increased, it is more likely to spark new riots.  More importantly, even if new taxes are levied from Burmese farmers, they will only get physical goods. It will take a cycle to convert these physical goods into currency. In this vacancy, Chen Zaixing has no money to continue running the project, and the project cannot  Stop work before passing through the mountainous area, otherwise in the rainy season, the abundant rain brought by the Indian Ocean monsoon will wash away everything, and all the previous efforts will be in vain.  "Request payment report." At this moment, a report suddenly came into Chen Zaixing's eyes. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he pulled out the white paper and took a closer look.  "A total of 150,000 pounds will be paid to five banks in the Shanghai Banking Group this month to repay the loan" Seeing this, Chen Zaixing's eyes suddenly blurred. He rubbed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "You  I am unkind, Liu Qingyang, if you are in the first year of junior high school, don¡¯t blame me for being in the fifteenth year!¡± ¡°Sir, what are your orders?¡± Chen Zaixing sat back on his chair.  He had already regained his usual composure, and what appeared in front of the men who came in was Chen Fusheng again, who seemed to have everything under control.  "Tell Counselor Wu Wenche to stop the repayments that will be paid to the Shanghai Banking Group this month and suspend the payments. Also, all future repayments and interest will not be issued without my consent!" The staff looked at it in surprise.  Taking a look at Chen Zaixing, as a subordinate who has followed him for many years, he naturally knew that the loan originally used to pay the indemnity of the "Anglo-Burmese Treaty" had a lot to do with Chen Zaixing himself. At this time, he suddenly ordered the Kingdom of Myanmar to stop returning the indemnity.  For what?  Is it to fill the company's funding gap during this period?  Think ofHere, the clerk suddenly lowered his head. What happened next was too deep for a small person like me to touch.  "Yes, sir, I will rule Lord Wu Wenche right away!" "Well, you can bring another message to Wu Wenche for me, and I will invite him to my manor for dinner." "Yes, sir!" the clerk said deeply.  Chen Zaixing bowed, took two steps back, then turned around and exited the door.  The residence of the Counselor of the Privy Council.  "What, the consultant asked me to go to his manor at night?" Winche's eyes widened, and it was easy to see from his trembling fingers that the person involved was in a state of panic.  "Yes, Mr. Chen asked me to tell you to invite you to have dinner at the manor tomorrow!" "Okay, okay, I understand!" Wenche repeated it twice instinctively, and made a gesture to signal the other party to leave.  , this nobleman with mediocre courage and talent did not know what was hidden behind this invitation, but the unknown itself was the biggest fear, especially at this juncture, it filled Wen Che's heart with fear.  The personal servant on the side whispered: "Master, if you really don't want to go, you can send someone to tell Mr. Chen that you are temporarily sick!" "How can this be done? It will make the consultant think that there is something wrong with me!" Wen Wen  Che immediately rejected the personal servant's suggestion. He paced back and forth in the room several times and whispered: "Get ready, we will set off later." "Yes, sir!" When Wen Che's motorcade arrived at Chen Zaixing's manor,  It was completely dark. After entering the gate, there was a stone pillar every seven or eight meters on both sides of the road. On the top of the stone pillar was a kerosene lamp. The kerosene was the product of the newly built Ren'an Qiang Petroleum Processing Plant.  Wenche looked at the two rows of bright lights in surprise, illuminating the road clearly.  "Welcome, Mr. Counselor!" Chen Zaixing, dressed in Tsing Yi, stood by a pavilion not far from the gate of the manor. He smiled and bowed to Wen Che in the car. Wen Che quickly got out of the car and bowed.  He bowed and said: "Please forgive me, I didn't expect you to be waiting here." "Wu Wenche, there are not many distinguished guests like you!" Chen Zaixing smiled and held the other person's arm, and walked side by side to the pavilion:  "You are the only guest tonight, so we can relax." Wen Che finally felt relieved when he saw that there was nothing else in the pavilion except a few drinks and dishes on the stone table, and there were no guards around.  With a tone, he quickly smiled and said: "It's an honor for me to be invited by you!" Chen Zaixing smiled, stretched out his hand to signal the other party to sit down, he made a gesture to the maid to exit the pavilion, and poured wine for himself and Wen Che himself.  , raised his glass to the other party, and said with a smile: "This glass of wine should be regarded as my congratulations on your assumption of the position of Privy Council Counselor!" Wen Che hurriedly raised his glass in response, and said with a smile: "This is all thanks to Master Chen.  , No one would be able to get into this position without being an adult!" "Haha!" Chen Zaixing smiled and filled himself up with a glass of wine, but said nothing.  Wen Che looked at Chen Zaixing's appearance and couldn't help but wonder again. Could it be that the other party had some conspiracy to bring him here today?  Chen Zaixing took two sips of wine and saw the other person sitting there, staring at him with dull eyes. He quickly pointed to the plate in front of him and said: "Come, eat food, eat food, my master chef's first-hand Su Bang  The dishes are the best in Dashun, and you will never find another one in Mandalay." As he spoke, Chen Zaixing took a spoonful of braised oriole for Wen Che.  "Thank you, sir!" Wen Che quickly picked up a chopstick and was about to put it into his mouth when Chen Zaixing's deep voice suddenly came to his ears: "Wu Wenche, are you afraid of me?" Wen Che's right hand suddenly shook, and the chopsticks were holding  The braised oriole immediately fell on the skirt of his clothes, and he hurriedly cleaned it up. His hands were shaking from the hot braised oriole.  Chen Zaixing smiled and stretched out his chopsticks to help him pick it off, and shouted to the outside world: "Bring me some clean clothes." "Thank you, sir!" Wen Che hurriedly clasped his hands to thank him. He was uneasy in his heart, thinking about what to do.  Only then can he answer Chen Zaixing¡¯s question just now.  "Wu Wenche, are you worried that you will be killed by me like Diok and Maung Ji?" Wenche nodded instinctively, then realized his mistake and quickly shook his head to deny it: "No, no, completely  No, not at all!" "Haha!" Chen Zaixing smiled: "Do you know why Diok and Maang Ji died?" Wen Che looked at Chen Zaixing's face carefully and said in a low voice, "They have evil intentions, right?  His Majesty the King is unfaithful, so that¡¯s why¡ª¡ª¡± ¡°That¡¯s it!¡± Chen Zaixing waved his hand and interrupted Wen Che: ¡°There are only two of us here, you don¡¯t need to say that.¡±??Scene talk!  There was only one reason why they ended up like this.  "    "what reason?  "
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