Blackstone Code Chapter 768: Chat alone[12/15]

The outcome of the interim cabinet meeting was very positive, Mr. President finally agreed to Mr. Truman's request and delegated the whole matter to Mr. Truman.

This is where Gavra is inferior to the Federation. There may indeed be a lack of some profound heritage in the newly born country of the Federation.

But there is no dullness like some countries with a long history here. From top to bottom, from bottom to top, everyone seems to be full of energy.

Like young people in their teens and twenties, just a picture, a thought, flashed through their minds, and they instantly became whirring around like a male dog in heat.

With this vigor everywhere, the country has a future.

It's not like Gavra, it's like an old man in his sixties, don't mention what he remembers, he can't wait to be brothers with all the opposite sex!

One is full of vigor, and the other is only twilight.

Soon, the two hit it off, as if... touching... and immediately....

Emperor Gefra announced this news at the first time in order to stabilize the domestic economic order, and at this time, the Minister of Finance publicly stated that he would resign and accept the punishment.

The news came so quickly that many people didn't seem to wake up.

Gavra is a monarchical country, in which the emperor enjoys the nominal supreme sovereignty, the appointment and removal of ministers, and the appointment and removal of officials are not elected through elections.

Who can be a minister is decided by the emperor.

Of course the opinions of the nobles are also very important. If the emperor doesn't want to make trouble with most of the nobles, sometimes he also needs to respect the opinions of the nobles.

Sometimes.

This also means that if the emperor favors a certain minister, then during the emperor's reign, without the influence of external forces, the candidates for the ministers will hardly change much.

It may take ten years or even twenty or thirty years to change or not to change for a lifetime. In the history of Gevra, there will always be some people who have been doing it for a lifetime.

Things like the resignation of the Chancellor of the Exchequer seldom happen this time. People didn't think the matter was so serious. At most, it would be over if the Chancellor of the Exchequer stood up and apologized. Unexpectedly, the Chancellor of the Exchequer... resigned.

The surprise brought about by this huge gap made some people flinch in an instant. This is a victory of public opinion, a victory between the people's autonomous rights and imperial power.

One small step today, one giant leap for the future!

The departure of the Chancellor of the Exchequer, coupled with the federal government's financial intervention, allowed the market to stabilize quickly.

This actually has something to do with the secret police's public arrest of those opportunists. During this period of time, people had a wonderful life, and some of the rich, rich, and big people in people's impressions have all fallen.

The reason is not how rich they are and having their property confiscated can help get out of the current lack of money, but that these people are taking advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

Some of them are also the main force of short selling. While they are shorting the **** of the aristocrats like Lynch, they spread all kinds of rumors to deceive the public and interfere with market behavior. Now they have to pay for what they did, a heavy price. .

"Order at the bank is being restored." The upstairs, not far from the Lynch Empire Royal Exchange, looked through the window at the bank on the street.

At this time, there were not so many people queuing outside the bank gate. There were only less than ten people. There were also some very special police patrolling back and forth. A middle-aged man waiting to withdraw money couldn't bear it. Under great pressure, he silently left the money withdrawal team.

There is a little difference between those police officers and ordinary police officers. Their wide-brimmed hats are blue in color, while ordinary police wide-brimmed hats are dark gray, and armed police wide-brimmed hats are dark blue. Different colors represent them different identities.

Lynch, a foreigner, doesn't know these things, but the locals are familiar with them.

"They're scared." The little earl looked out the window with a look of indifference that shouldn't appear at his age.

That kind of look... how do I put it, it's like looking at a small animal that can't cause any harm to itself, it's not like it, and it definitely doesn't have any respect.

But when he looked at Lynch, there was some undisguised admiration in his eyes, "Those police officers, they are the secret police of the Seventh Police Department, and people are afraid of these people."

He talked to Lynch about the characteristics of these police officers and the big things they may or may not have done, and Lynch understood a little bit.

An unreasonable and violent organization has indeed left a group of ordinary people who have no ability to resist risks helpless, and will also cause fear.

"Mr. Lynch, what are we going to do next?", the little earl looked at Lynch's eyes sparkling.

Lynch withdrew his gaze from the outside world, walked to the chair and sat down, "You don't have to do anything, just wait and count the money after the end."

This is the little earl's own house, no one else was invited, only the two of them were in the room.

Nobles do like to live in their big lavish houses, but the older generation of nobility is not representative of the entire nobility.

Young aristocrats like the little earl, when they come into contact with more avant-garde things, are not so rigid anymore. At least the little earl rarely wears flower collars and wigs, and those old aristocrats have the opportunity to Be sure to wear a wig and floral collar.

The little earl went to the chair next to Lynch and sat down. He picked up a piece of fruit and took a bite, "Mr. Lynch, I'm a little worried. Now that the market has stabilized, will the financial index be pulled by them? Go up?"

Lynch shook his head decisively, "No, you don't need to worry about that."

"Stability means only stability. People have just experienced this run. Whether the bankers and our ministers or even His Majesty want to admit it or not, we have all seen the financial fragility of this country." /

He has his legs crossed and has an adult and mature demeanor, which is pleasing to the eye and very natural.

The little earl tried to secretly learn Lynch's behavior a few times, but there was always something wrong, which made him feel funny, which made him admire Lynch even more.

Under the gaze of admiration that had made Lynch a little numb, Lynch spoke calmly and calmly, "People have personally experienced such a disaster, they can't get money out of the bank, this is No one can hide the truth."

"Even now that the Empire and the Commonwealth have reached some cooperation, and the Commonwealth has given us financial aid, people will still reserve their views on these policies until the specific content comes to people."

"They don't put their money in the bank, and after a business has gone through a financial catastrophe, their liquidity has almost shrunk."

"They can't borrow money from banks, and they can't get financing from private financing. The round financing case is not over yet."

"Without capital flowing into the financial market, they can't pull the current index, it's stable, it just means it won't get worse, but it won't get better either..."

The door to the speaking room opened, and a lady walked in with a tray.

Lynch had to stand up. This lady, who appeared to be thirty-seven or eighteen, was the little earl's mother.

Originally this should be done by a servant, but she is doing it herself, which is also expressing a message.

"I made it myself, I don't know if you will like it or not. I heard that the taste of the Commonwealth is very weak." The old Countess smiled and put the tray on the coffee table, which contained some good-looking ones. Small pastries.

Killing Lynch to death, he didn't even believe that these small cakes that required deep cooking skills were made by the lady in front of him, but that didn't prevent him from taking this statement seriously.

"Smells great!" Lynch picked up a piece in a look of amazement, took a sniff, and then looked at the lady, as if asking for her opinion.

The old Countess nodded expectantly. Lynch took a small bite while holding the food residue in one hand to prevent it from falling to the ground.

It's still too sweet. The Gevra people always say that the Commonwealths drink coffee with sugar and milk, but at least the Commonwealths won't eat this kind of sweet pastry.

He gave the appropriate surprise, "It's great, it's sweet, I love it."

The old countess patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you like it, I have done a lot."

Talking about this topic to the end, after a short pause, she said again, "What were you talking about just now?"

The little earl hurriedly replied, "We are talking about some current affairs..." With a smile on his face, he shook his head, "You know, we are nobles, and we are best at this."

The old Countess laughed softly as she reached out and flicked the little Count's dustless shoulder~IndoMTL.com~ You don't have to tell me that, I can understand. ", she glanced at Lynch, then looked at the little earl, "I remember what salon did you have in the afternoon? "

The little earl was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "If you don't say I almost forgot, there is one!"

He said looking at Lynch expectantly, "In the afternoon there is a salon related to racing, all of them are young people..."

It's like an explanation and an invitation, but unfortunately, Lynch is not interested in this.

Whether it is this world or another world, he is not interested in leaving his life and safety to God. He can bet with people that a certain car will win the championship, but he will never drive it by himself. , are not interested in these either.

After he made it clear that he would not go, the little earl was a little disappointed, but only for a while.

"Mr. Lynch and I chat alone, you can go about your business." The old countess looked at her son, who was silent for two seconds, then nodded and left.

There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.