Blackstone Code Chapter 749: Shit stick

"We received a report that said that the president of Yuan Financing Capital, Mr. Richard, who had committed suicide in fear of crime, had used bribes and other means to get Jinzheng staff to give the green light to the listing of Yuan Financing Capital."

"In this suicide note, it is also vaguely mentioned that the current Chancellor of the Exchequer is also involved."

"Before the program aired, we checked similar cases in the past ten years. There were more than 200 cases involving the transfer of benefits between the financial officers or the officials of the finance department, and the officials of the finance department received benefits. , so that some companies that do not meet the imperial regulations have obtained certain qualifications, or have been successfully listed."

"This is not the first fraud that has happened around us, as there have been at least a few hundred before it, but it will not be the last, as the Chancellor of the Exchequer is still in office."

"We don't know who gave them such courage. As long as they give a little benefit and a little money, they can ignore the interests of the country and the people and trample on the dignity of the law."

"The exposure of the Yuan financing case made us realize that we not only live in the sun, but also in the shadows."

"We don't know whether there are more companies that have experienced fraud, and that there are huge problems in this way to obtain some qualifications and even listing qualifications."

"I suggest that our government, His Majesty the Emperor, conduct a comprehensive review of the companies that are currently listed, avoid more 'round financing capital' around us, and protect our property safety."

"If there is a chance to investigate this matter in depth, I would like to represent myself and hope to find the truth and return the truth to the people..."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer turned off the TV expressionlessly, rubbed his chubby face hard, and sighed heavily.

"It's very troublesome now, you know?", he looked at his confidants, subordinates, and some officials and nobles who were called "Financial Department" in the room.

"Today the Imperial Financial Index fell by another 3%." He looked at those people with a bad expression, but it wasn't "severe" either.

He leaned back on the back of the chair, looked at the white crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and continued after a while, "Actually, these reports, the criticism of me by those people, will not cause me irreparable damage. hurt."

"Your Majesty's trust in me is the key, but I am gradually losing that trust."

"The financial index is an indicator of this trust, and if it continues to fall, it means that I will lose more points until I am completely out of power."

He straightened his head, and his eyes stayed on the faces of everyone in the room for a moment, until he had looked at everyone, and then he pointedly said, "As long as I don't lose power and Your Majesty still trusts me, then I will can guarantee your future."

"If something goes wrong with me and is abandoned by His Majesty, even if you don't have an accident, you will not escape the reckoning in the end."

His tone had a slightly comical taste and a hint of anger, "Did you hear what they called you?"

He sneered, "Finance officials, this is you!"

"I don't ask you to do anything, I just ask you to pull up the financial index as soon as possible."

"This is our last chance..."

Conceived by the Chancellor of the Exchequer as a last chance, early the next morning, the Gavra Financial Index suffered a rare plunge.

The reason for the slump was the TV show last night.

The host of the TV show suggested a comprehensive review of all federally listed companies and companies that require some financial qualifications to sell financial products. This sentence has more influence than everyone thinks.

Early this morning, all major financial and current affairs newspapers published this news and this sentence, and some newspapers with obvious aristocratic holdings even put this sentence on the front page.

Those who came from all over the country were also outraged, and they spontaneously demonstrated outside the Chancellor's residence and workplace, and other countries were reporting it, which eventually created a kind of market panic.

Without the ability to resist risk and access to inside information, the only thing they can do is to find out what happened and what to do in the future through newspapers.

But things like newspapers are basically political, they just say what the aristocrats need them to say, or what they can cater to their readers.

As for the truth and even the truth, it is impossible to appear in the newspaper at all.

The sudden change in the situation made many people unable to understand what was going on, but it also made people instinctively aware that there was a huge storm brewing.

As an ordinary person, the best way to fight the storm is to honestly hide in the cellar.

Not just themselves, but their money.

Financial stocks are mourning. Retail investors' cash-out and distrust of financial stocks have caused financial indexes to continue to decline without much resistance...

In a lavish room not far from the Imperial Royal Exchange, Lynch has moved from "the fringe" to the very center seat.

There are some imperial nobles sitting around him. These nobles have one characteristic, that is, they are young!

The oldest among them is in their thirties and forty, and the younger ones are only about twenty years old.

These young nobles don't like the atmosphere in the Privy Council. The older nobles always look down on these young people. The most common methods they use are "I used to" and "If it were me" to teach.

But they and Lynch can talk very well. First of all, everyone is young, and secondly, these young people are far more accepting of new things and faster than those old people.

While the elderly still view the world with hatred for everything, the young nobles have begun to accept some cultures from the Commonwealth and other countries.

Whether they want to prove that they do not obey their parents, their ancestors are poor, or they just want to find some like-minded people, or they want to get rid of the current "predicament", these people quickly converge around Lynch.

Lynch is like a magnet, attracting them firmly. Of course, this is also related to the rumor that he is very profitable.

"Every point is a numerical change of hundreds, tens, and tens of thousands..." Lynch sat in the middle of the crowd, his hands resting on the armrests of the chair, his fingers were natural, not so closely intertwined. Together.

People roll their eyes with his every word, every expression.

"So I told you that making money is a very simple thing, just fill out a few forms and quietly watch the numbers in your account keep growing."

Lynch's self-confidence is very attractive, and not far from him, an earl is staring at him with admiration.

The earl is only nineteen years old, and is the youngest nobleman in the Gafra Empire. His father died of an illness. With the help of his mother, he was still very young and defeated many relatives and peers who peeped at the title. Brothers and sisters, became the new earl.

The good days did not come after inheriting the title. Not all nobles were very rich - there are actually two concepts about money here.

One refers to banknotes, money that can be used and bought, real money.

There is also a concept that refers to wealth in general, such as a house, a car, these things can also be said to be money, but they cannot be used as currency to buy and sell things.

Most of these things have a "story" and inheritance, and some of them are even called "family assets", which also means that the ownership of these things is not in the hands of a certain person. Selling ancestral property for cash is not an easy choice.

And for aristocrats who value face very much, selling their ancestral property is equivalent to telling others that their family is dying and is about to die.

The little earl has a villa, a manor and even a castle, as well as various valuable art collections, but he has no money in his pocket.

It's not just the petty aristocrats who are troubled by this problem, many nobles are facing this embarrassing situation, even the royal family and the country, otherwise they wouldn't think about paying off the war bond.

It's been such a long time since he'd known Lynch for so long, and he's got a lot of money, a lot of money that he can actually spend.

Looking at Lynch, who was not a few years older than him, the little earl's eyes were full of admiration.

This is the case with teenagers of this age. They are easily immersed in a kind of admiration for their peers, but they are dismissive of their elders who have richer life experience and closer relationships.

"Mr. Lynch, how much time do you think we have left?", the question was asked by a nobleman in his thirties.

He has a decent appearance, but he doesn't have much money in his pockets like the small nobles. In fact, most of the nobles gathered in this room are "poor nobles".

Lynch seriously thought about it~IndoMTL.com~ There is still half a month left, no later than the end of November. "

The nobleman nodded, thanking Lynch for his answer, and at the same time he asked another question, "Mr. Lynch, how do you judge?"

They called Lynch "Mr. Lynch" because of Lynch's own request. He is a baron here. If they call each other a title, it will be detrimental to his image——

Respect for the "weak" is always temporary!

The title of Mr. Lynch is a good way to sidestep the question and is acceptable to both parties.

Lynch answered this question without thinking too long, "Because the Empire did not allow this turmoil to last for so long, the fall in the financial index can actually be seen as a political conflict between different aristocratic groups." /

"This pressure won't last long. For us, for those ministers, and for Your Majesty, stability is better than chaos."

"The game is over when the winner is drawn!"