On a restaurant street outside Peking University, a few young men were eating and chatting on the third floor of the not-so-clean restaurant. There were not many dishes on the table, and there were even fewer dishes with large pieces of meat. Soon after it was served, there were only leftover soup and water. The slightly older man shouted, "Boss, another serving of Yuxiang shredded pork." After saying that, he looked at the group of university students, who were smiling, and shouted again, "Add a beef brisket with tomato."
Two more dishes were served, and the young man who was already working raised his glass. "Come, everyone, let's drink to the nine o 'clock sun!"
The young men could not hold their liquor. After each of them took a sip, they put down their chopsticks and picked up vegetables to eat. After the spiciness subsided, the leading young man quickly asked, "Senior, you're already in the ministry. The country is in a difficult situation. Why don't they control the prices? "
"Control the prices? They do. The things shipped from North America and Africa are very cheap. "The young man laughed.
"Why are those things so expensive?" The young man who was still in the university was puzzled.
"Taxes are expensive. Now that the economic situation is not good, there are a lot of triangular debts. The ministry is afraid that they will not be able to explain the collapse of the enterprises, so the banks are desperately lending money to support the enterprises that are already in trouble. But money is not just a fruit that falls from the tree. After borrowing so much money from the bank, they have to return it when the time comes. But what if they don't return it? What do you think? "The young man in the ministry was getting more and more excited.
After hearing the senior's words, the group of university students were puzzled. One of them asked, "They are already in debt, how can they still lend money?"
The senior picked up his glass and took a sip, then exhaled a breath of alcohol. After the rush in his mouth subsided, the senior sneered, "You guys don't understand this. For example, if they owe one million, they can borrow two million. After paying back the one million, they will still have one million left. Use the one million to hold on for a while. "
"That works?" The young university students were shocked.
"If they can't even pay back one million, how can they pay back two million? Other than borrowing from the bank, they also borrow from each other in the system. Those that can't hold on will borrow from the system outside. Anyway, the officials are protecting each other, and the country's money is cheating each other. "The senior was already filled with righteous indignation.
"These corrupt officials!" The university students were also angry like the senior.
"But the debt has to be settled in the end. What do you think we should do? "The senior brother sneered.
"This …" The university students couldn't think of a solution either.
The Senior Brother looked at the innocent children and couldn't help but think of how silly he was in the past. He smiled bitterly and said, "Collect taxes! Once the taxes were collected, the money would naturally be there. Otherwise, where do you think this inflation came from? "
The university taught the principles of socialist economics, and the explanation given by the seniors in the department was not accepted by the juniors. Of course, it was more likely that the juniors were in a better mood after eating the Yuxiang shredded pork and tomato beef brisket. "Senior Brother, isn't inflation inflated because there are more currencies than goods? Won't taxes reduce the value of the currency? "
"If His Majesty was still in power, that would be the case. But there had been no news of His Majesty for many years. It was only when Wei Changrong passed away that His Majesty returned to Beijing once. At other times, His Majesty did not care about anything at all. Isn't this a republic? His Majesty is old, he has probably retired. "The Senior Martial Brother replied in a very unhappy manner.
"Then what's going on now?" The juniors were very puzzled.
"As I said earlier, the money from the taxes was invested back into those loss-making enterprises. Do you think the money returned to the national treasury to settle the accounts? That's not it! The money flowed from the national treasury to those loss-making enterprises and continued to be invested into those bottomless pits! After the end of the North American War, there were actually many such bottomless pits of garbage enterprises in the country. At that time, His Majesty directly closed hundreds of thousands of enterprises in the country. But some of the enterprises were the treasures of the various departments, and His Majesty could not close them all. After His Majesty retired, no one cared about these things anymore. Things became the way they are now! "The more the Senior Martial Brother spoke, the angrier he became. He revealed many things from the upper echelons.
There was more than one senior martial brother like this. The saying was similar or much worse. As the inflation problem gradually expanded. Demonstrations broke out in several cities. "Anti-Official dumping" and "Anti-Inflation" were the initial contents. Then slogans such as "Restore the allocation of universities" and "Don't fire workers" gradually appeared in the demonstrations.
By June, almost everyone in Asia knew the jingle, "XX's son is criticizing Tiao's son, XX's son is dumping color TV". There were demonstrations in every major city. Slogans saying "Anti-Corruption Officials" and slogans directly attacking those "XX" had been clearly displayed.
Comrade Ziyang was also publicly called out. His first reaction was naturally anger. The last person in such a high position to be so reviled was the Manchu Qing Emperor. When the Manchu Qing Emperor changed from a supreme ruler to a "dog who brought disaster to the country and the people" in the eyes of the people, what followed was the destruction of the country and the annihilation of the people. The founder of the Min dynasty was still alive. The emperor, the chairman, the prime minister, and many other people were still alive and kicking. Ziyang found that he had become the object of disdain. After the anger, a sense of panic arose spontaneously.
But what Ziyang thought was no longer important. The people protesting on the streets were real. There was no way to make these people disappear immediately just by relying on imagination. Soon, the orders came down. "All units and schools must strengthen management and are not allowed to break production discipline."
Jiangnan in June was very beautiful. After decades of education, soil and water conservation and greening policies were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the Min dynasty. The dense soil and water conservation on both sides of the Yangtze River covered a kilometer. The buildings that had to be built showed a sense of harmony between man and nature under the shade of the trees. A "reading club" was being held in a large building by the river.
This reading club had a history of decades. Back then, a group of high-ranking officials' wives came to "read" with all kinds of wine. They vented their unhappiness with their husbands and bragged about their children's achievements. Then everyone began to help each other, introducing tutors, doctors, and skin care products. Of course, good wine and exquisite food were also key points.
Now, the core members of the reading club were still women, but there were also peripheral male members. The latest information about the central government was quickly delivered to the important node of the loose network structure of the reading club. Qi Hongyi looked at Ziyang's methods and couldn't help but sneer. "All units and schools must strengthen management and are not allowed to break production discipline." "All units must increase the number of work shifts. Don't let everyone be affected by the outside world."
Who had nothing better to do than go out to the streets in a factory that was working normally? Those people were already in trouble, so how could they have the ability to officially start work? The so-called start work was just to trap these people in the factory and not let them out. Thinking of this, Qi Hongyi's sneer turned into a laugh.
In the past, Qi Hongyi didn't understand what "political enemy" meant. It wasn't until she parted ways with her husband Vézé in politics that she finally understood how irreconcilable the contradictions between political enemies could be. However, after having a real enemy, Qi Hongyi also understood the feelings of mutual appreciation between great enemies.
After completely rejecting Vézé's political ideals, Qi Hongyi understood how great the achievements Vézé had built were. The 900 million people in China were free from the threat of hunger. As long as they didn't court disaster, the country would have a bright future. This situation made Qi Hongyi feel very desperate. As long as the country was not in chaos, the system set by Vézé would continue to be implemented. The position of the president had already been passed to the fourth Ziyang. Even if it was rotated two more times, the people wouldn't think that Crown Prince Qi Rui had a reason to ascend to the throne.
Now, Qi Hongyi felt that his son Qi Rui had the mandate of heaven. Compared to the old guys, Ziyang's methods were laughably childish. Under Vézé's orders, Qi Hongyi had also worked in the factory. Therefore, Qi Hongyi understood that the workers in the factory were quite disciplined. However, when Qi Hongyi later became a university professor for decades, Ziyang actually made the school prohibit the students from "messing around." The young students were rebelling against the times. They had the spirit of scholars and were full of vigor. They didn't have the slightest respect for their seniors.
Vézé had served the people wholeheartedly for decades and had already built an achievement that no one had ever achieved before, and it was very likely that no one would be able to achieve in the future. He was even seen as the representative of the "Marquis of Ten Thousand Households" by these kids and had the intention of replacing him after criticizing him. What did Ziyang have to think that he could suppress the opinions of others?
Not only would Ziyang's method fail to achieve his goal, but it would also lead to more backlash in the future. Qi Hongyi couldn't help but laugh and sway back and forth. It was too funny to choose such a person through a democratic process. Vézé's insistence on democracy had finally been proven to be blind!
The anger that had accumulated in her chest for decades was finally released. Qi Hongyi laughed for a long time. For the rest of the afternoon, she suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud for a moment. After a few times, Qi Hongyi suspected that she had received such a huge shock that there was something wrong with her mental state.
"Broadcast the series' Death of Earth 'on all TV stations." Qi Hongyi made a decision.
"I'll go back and tell my son-in-law." An old lady, who was also an important node on the big network, replied lightly. After saying this, the old lady smiled and said, "Sister Hongyi, my grandson must want to join some armored unit. But that unit is in the hands of your son, Qi Rui. Can you arrange it for him? "
Qi Hongyi knew that his son was exactly the same as his father, Vézé, in some aspects. Although they wouldn't discriminate against useless people, they wouldn't give them a chance. Even if Vézé was the kind of person who believed that even a poisonous snake could guard the treasure, if the poisonous snake didn't have poisonous fangs or didn't guard the treasure. Vézé would be the first to kill the snake and make it into snake soup. Qi Rui was simpler in this aspect. He hated incompetent people, but he hated poisonous snakes and beasts even more.
When the same characteristic appeared on her husband, Vézé, Qi Hongyi found it hard to accept. When it appeared on his son, Qi Hongyi felt that it was his son's good point. Therefore, Qi Hongyi smiled and said, "I'll arrange this matter. There's no need to use Qi Rui."
"That's great!" The old lady said happily, "My grandson sighed all day and always said that he would have no future if he didn't get his turn. I can't let him feel that we're holding him back. "
Qi Hongyi smiled and didn't say anything. None of this was important. What was important was that her son, Qi Rui, could ascend to the supreme throne. When the day came that he was in power, all the dregs could be easily wiped out. Qi Hongyi felt a little regret for his son. Boys always expected the world to be black and white. In fact, it was very easy to get rid of people they didn't like. As long as they could bear it.
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