Chapter 842 The Free World in My Heart! (First Update!)

The words of the Minister of Economy made the atmosphere in the conference room drop to the freezing point.

There is a saying that life is hard to be confused.

Everyone present knew that they were all mouthpieces and puppets, and they needed to hold up the scene from now on until the next election cycle, or before the next legal election.

They knew it, but the positions under the buttocks of these people present were, after all, under one person and above ten thousand people, and they were at least the heads of phoenixes.

Just be a mouthpiece, and be a puppet.

Everyone knows this kind of thing, there is no need to keep emphasizing it, not to mention that if you insist on emphasizing it now, everyone will die.

After a long while, the Acting Prime Minister knocked on the table lightly and said in a louder voice:

"Mr. Takuto Yoshida, we are all very clear about this matter, you don't need to keep emphasizing it."

"Everyone will be pushed out, and they have made exchanges in private. You don't need to act like you are being forced. We need to come up with some solutions as soon as possible to get everything back on track as soon as possible."

"So, don't discuss irrelevant issues at the meeting."

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, the Acting Prime Minister dragged his chair back two steps to show his attitude.

The Minister of Economy was interrupted, his eyes flashed with coldness, he stared at the Acting Prime Minister for a while, then retracted his gaze with hatred, took out the materials he had sorted out, and continued to explain:

"I have just said that the outbreak of the financial crisis is inevitable. What we need to do now is to prepare for the impact of the outbreak of the financial crisis."

"According to the estimates of relevant experts, except for those particularly monopolistic enterprises, the remaining enterprises will probably reach their limits next week and then completely collapse."

"My personal suggestion is to lead the outbreak of the financial crisis abroad, and if we die, we will die together."

"I'm done."

The Minister of Economy sat back in his chair, staring at the materials in his hands, flipping through them carelessly, as if everything that happened on the scene had nothing to do with him.

After he finished speaking, the Acting Prime Minister's eyes fell on the Acting Finance Minister Koizumi Kiyoaki.

Staring at by others, Koizumi Kiyoaki opened the documents in his hand:

"In the past few days, we have acted quickly and intercepted some of the funds that have fled abroad. We are also formulating some relevant handling policies and some adjustment plans."

"But these plans still need time to pass the review. According to my optimistic estimate, it will take about half a year for all the plans to pass the review."

"So, in my personal feelings, I also agree with Mr. Takuto Yoshida's idea to transfer the financial crisis."

After saying a few words that evaded the important issues, Koizumi Kiyoaki put away the documents in his hand, threw them aside, propped his elbows on the table, and looked at the acting prime minister eagerly.

Although the other party is only acting, he is the commander-in-chief of the Maritime Self-Defense Force and the Ground Self-Defense Force after all.

It can be said that whether to transfer the contradiction is a matter of his words.

As Koizumi Kiyoaki moved, others also turned their eyes to the acting prime minister, expecting him to say that sentence.

However, facing the gaze of the crowd, the Acting Prime Minister leaned back slightly, crossed his legs, looked at the people present nonchalantly, and asked:

"What do you want to do?"

"I need to remind you that the 15,000-ton missile destroyer of China is now stuck in the southwest of Jeju Island."

"It is located just to cover the entire territory of Japan."

"So, the way to divert the contradiction by force is not feasible."

"It can only be diverted by other means."

"Those are economic means and have nothing to do with me, so you can discuss it slowly."

Leaving these words, the Acting Prime Minister stood up and left directly. As the door closed, the people who stayed in the room looked at each other.

In the end, no one spoke.

The rest of the people stood up in a dead silence, packed up their things, and walked out of the meeting room.

Koizumi Kiyoaki returned to the Ministry of Finance and just sat down, and other people from the Ministry of Finance surrounded him one after another.

They gathered around and asked about the results of this meeting.

He didn't have any airs, so he just told the results of the meeting.

When they learned that the meeting had no results, a flash of disappointment flashed across the faces of the people who had gathered around.

Then came the curse of disappointment.

While cursing, they were slacking off.

Koizumi Kiyoaki did not choose to blame these people for their slacking off. After all, when it was difficult to pay salaries, it was a blessing that someone was willing to come to make up the numbers.

While chatting with these people, he sorted out relevant information.

The easiest way to divert the financial crisis is war.

People in the financial crisis have no money, no food to eat, and no place to live.

But if a war is launched, those factories that originally produced ordinary products will be converted into military factories, and military factories will lack manpower. At the same time, war also needs soldiers.

These people will have a place to go.

Moreover, war can also gain military merit, which is also a way to promotion.

When there is hope to climb up, most people will not reject it, and will even flock to it.

If the war is won, land and resources can be obtained, these things can be divided, and then rebuilt, that is a wave of economic development.

The war failed, the population was missing, one person was less ate, and the less people ate it to others, and began to rebuild. It was also a wave of economic development.

The problem is ...

It is the 21st century.

It was not the 19th century, but the 21st century after the 20th century.

There are nuclear bombs now!

The way to transfer the financial crisis with war is unreasonable, then only economic means.

Economic means are nothing more than those who are disconnected from capital flow, proactively breach of contracts, and the fortune tree that is burned to the opposite side.

In addition, there is a shameless way.

That is to transfer people under the financial crisis to other countries.

If there is no job in Japan, then go to work where you work, grab the rice in the rice bowl of others, and grab the things of others.

Fingers knock on the keyboard, delete the change, and the next time is approaching, Xiaoquan Qingming makes a solution.

For a long time, he tapped a few words at the title of the plan.

[Freedom Ameika! .

He looked at him with satisfaction, just prepared to let the people under the soft disk copy print it.

The original financial minister, the deputy of his original deputy, held a newspaper in his hand and ran into the office with a smile:

"You see, the joy of heaven, some people gave the Takahashi Xianji, that is, the person who killed the Prime Minister was not guilty."

During the speaking, this newspaper fell into the hands of Koizumi Kiyoshi.

He took the newspaper to expand and take a closer look.

Um……

He doesn't want to speak.

Because he really couldn't find a suitable vocabulary to describe this news.

At the same time, on the other hand, after a day of preparation, under the leadership of Yu Department, Chen Feng finally saw Takahashi Kyoshi Kohaoshi in Tokyo Prison.

Three people are separated from a tempered glass in the middle.

Two people outside the glass look very capable.

The people in the glass are in prison and short hair, and they look more energetic than the two people outside.

After listening to the explanation of UFIDA, and learned that he had a living expenses of $ 1 million, Takahashi Hyun in the glass had not been voice for a long time. When the two outside thought he was a dumb, he raised his thumbs up. , Speaking with some weird tones:

"Niubi!"

After speaking, he resumed the normal Tokyo tone, calmly and calmly said:

"Don't worry, I am already a big brother in the prison. I will have a good spirit, my body, and wait for you to give me the day when you succeed in defending me."

"Thank you!"

After the last sentence, he stood up, bowed deeply at the two outside the glass, and then called the prison guard and turned to leave.

Outside the glass, when they saw someone, Chen Feng followed up and left.

After separating outside the prison, some of Chen Feng did not rush back. Instead, he drove around and turned around and returned to the urban area.

They did not stop the car, but instead across the window glass, holding their mobile phones, and taking pictures of the window.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

After taking the photo, I found another secluded position. The crowd spread, leaving only Chen Feng alone in the middle.

When the others sent a signal, he took out another mobile phone from the car, logged in to the chat software, and found the only contact in the chat software.

I first sent an OK gesture.

Immediately afterwards, it was the results of his running day today.

After doing all of this, several people from the periphery came back to the car, the vehicle started again, and drove to the Tokyo Ocean Bay Hotel.

Lanling.

As soon as I was off work, I heard my mobile phone dingling, and Lin Yu glanced back and glanced at it, and found that it was news from Chen Feng.

At the fastest speed, the one -day work door is stored in a different class, and then picked up the mobile phone and carefully check the relevant information.

The innocent defense of Takahashi is just for fun.

To give people eye medicine.

As long as the bureaucratic bureaucracy is unhappy, he is happy.

Of course, these are not the point.

The focus is on those photos behind.

There are many photos, because they are shot in the car, and the mobile phone is used, and the window glass is separated in the middle, so some photos are not clear and blurred, but it is enough to understand some situations.

The original bustling Tokyo, under this round of exchange rate sniper, the carved jade was still there, but the old man Zhu Yanchang.

Those magnificent houses are still there, and those high -rise buildings are still there, but people under the high -rise building have changed their faces.

There are less than 100 photos, and there are seven or eight photos of jumping off the building. In addition, there are many robbery photos.

The shelves that should have been filled with things in the supermarket were empty at this moment. Lin Yu didn't doubt at all. If the supermarket entered the mouse in the supermarket, it may have to starve to death alive.

But even so, the empty shelves are attached to extremely expensive prices.

I found a few foods that Japanese people often ate, converted the exchange rate, and looked at the final result. Lin Yu nodded gently.

This price is good for international tourism.

I made money in Amerika, ran to Japan to travel, and experienced doubled.

The euro is the same.

After reading all these photos and returning to God, he found that the time had reached 6 pm.

It's time to go home from get off work.

The safe closed, the drawer was locked, and the window was locked.

When the door was locked, Qian Duoduo came behind him with a document. He looked at Lin Yu who was humming a ballad and didn't say anything, just stood there silently.

When Lin Yu was about to turn around, he suddenly spoke and handed the document over.

The sudden sound scared Lin Yu half to death.

He covered his heart and pressed against the wall. When he turned around, he found that it was Qian Duoduo. At the same time, he also saw the document in the other party's hand. Just as he was about to say that he had finished get off work, Qian Duoduo immediately added:

"For the Free Dream America Project you want, I asked the people below to contact two American photography studios. This is the script and storyboard they gave you. Take a look."

"If it's okay, sign the document and I'll take it and use it quickly."

Hearing this, Lin Yu could only open the door, return to the office, and check the document bit by bit.

After looking at it for a while, his face, which was originally drooping due to overtime, became even more droopy.

Staring at Qian Duoduo, his fingers kept tapping on the documents:

"I've already told you that when you do something, you can't do it too obviously, otherwise it will be too deliberate, and things that are too deliberate will easily be seen as problems."

"Look at you, you even want to make the lines of the video the same, is that right?"

"The key is to look at the cost, you dare to ask for 2,000 yuan for a video, and it's not a video in America, it's only three minutes."

"You have to write a script for him."

"How dare you?"

"I've already told you the idea, it's a very simple idea, to shoot normal daily work as an ordinary Asian, an ordinary Japanese immigrant to America."

"Eat, work, sleep every day."

"Just sharing life, not preaching."

"We need to give people who watch the video a feeling that what is filmed in this video is the most real thing, the most real and free America, which is like a dream."

"They left their native countries and came to America, where they can pursue their own dreams and achieve their dreams."

"Even if they can't achieve their dreams, even if they want to lie down, they can lie down with peace of mind."

"Look at you, look at what you have filmed in this document, you have filmed a science and education channel."

"Withdraw these two filming teams, and you don't have to collect the fees you paid before, and kick them out of the remaining cooperation."

"It really doesn't work..." Lin Yu hesitated for a moment, scratched his head irritably, pushed the file aside, picked up his phone, opened the chat software, and found the pinned Xiao Linlin.

"I'll let Lu Lin take a template for you..."

"Forget it, I'll go back and talk."

Grabbing the file and slapping it back into Qian Duoduo's hand, Lin Yu led the team to push him out of the office, locked the door, and stuffed the key into his pocket.

He walked out of the office humming a song.

After returning home, hearing the voices coming from the kitchen, Lin Yu reached out and picked up Lin Huan, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, woke up the little girl who was more than two months old, and walked to the kitchen with her.

In the kitchen, Lu Lin and her mother-in-law Zhou Yi were busy cooking.

Hearing the movement at the kitchen door, Lu Lin said directly without turning her head:

"Wait for me to fry some lettuce and then we can eat."

Reaching out to tease Lin Huan in her hand, Lin Yu leaned against the door and whispered:

"Don't go to work tomorrow, let's go on a date together."