Mitaisen left the table angrily, but his last threat did shock Luo Huo and the officers who showed off their power. If not for Mitaison, it would have been much more powerful.
But Mi Taisen said it to the prince, and Fu Yin'er was watching the whole process. Will this plant a seed in the young master's heart that is difficult for the military to control?
If this seed is planted, it will really not be a good thing for the military in the future!
Mi Fu let his nephew leave, looked at the chaos and suddenly left his seat, walked forward, and went straight to the speaker's seat.
"Sir Speaker...Deputy Speaker of the Consultative Council Mi Fu requests the floor!"
"Hmm...Okay!" Xiao He looked at Mi Fu thoughtfully, with a look of persuasion in his eyes. Mi Fu smiled bitterly and turned around to bow to the head of state.
Afterwards, Mi Fu walked up to the podium and bowed again to the military officers who showed off their muscles and wounds before speaking!
The scene became quiet. Mi Taisen and the others were nothing, and Niu Duofu was not high enough. With an identity like Mi Fu, he was basically the most important god of wealth in the business world, except for the old shopkeeper Fan Jian.
Internationally, these people can be regarded as big capitalists and leaders of big consortiums!
"I...I would like to borrow a few minutes of everyone's time to express what is on my mind..." Mi Fu's voice was hoarse, revealing a sense of vicissitudes of life and exhaustion.
"Just now, my nephew was disrespectful to King Luo Huo. I apologize again...but I still want to make a few remarks about the term "smelly businessman" used by military elites!"
"That's right, we businessmen didn't go to the battlefield, we didn't kill the enemy and make meritorious service, and we don't have so many scars on our chests... But we don't stink. Don't we have any contribution to the founding of the Chinese nation?"
"General Luo Huo, let me ask you a question...Does it have to be exactly the same as what the rotten Confucians did to suppress business in the past, so that our Chinese race can have hope?"
"When did the head of state call us stinky businessmen?"
Mi Fu's eyes were red and swollen, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he spoke very slowly. He was strongly suppressing the anger in his heart, and this posture made people even more uncomfortable.
"I know it's difficult for the military, and we also know that it's difficult for those educators and scientists who forget to eat and sleep... It's even more difficult for the engineers who research and produce in the factory..."
"Is it easy for us? Of course, we are businessmen and we make money... We can eat hundreds of silver dollars at a banquet, which is enough for ordinary people to work for several months!"
"Envy, jealousy and hatred! If we have money, we will be hated by the rich! So everyone calls us stinky businessmen. We have heard this for thousands of years!"
"But do we really have no credit for the Chinese people at all? Wrong... Of course we have credit. It's not easy for you, but it's hard for us too!"
Mi Fu's hands were shaking with excitement. "Which of the Head of State's undertakings does not require money to open the way? Who is the person who provides the most tax revenue among the Chinese people? They are our businessmen!"
"The head of state wants to fight wars, high-tech projects need funds, and military equipment needs to be upgraded... All of these require money. If the tax revenue is not enough, various debts will be issued..."
“Who are the people who buy the most national debt? It’s not us stinky businessmen!”
"We have provided a huge amount of financial blood to the Chinese people, so why are we scolded in the end? Do you really think that we are arrogant and lustful every day?"
"Playing songs every night, being a groom every night? Are all the evil stories about rich men with sinister hearts in novels and storytelling happening to us?"
"Are you trying to unjustly accuse us to death? We have drained the last drop of our blood for the sake of the Chinese..."
"Niu Duofu, stand up! All the bosses here, stand up? Tell the big council, how high are our assets and liabilities? How much blood transfusions have we given to the Chinese?"
"When we face the import of foreign goods, we have to spend all our energy to resist it! The competition we have to face is all the time!"
"Wars in the army are always short-lived, and you can enjoy a period of peace after the battle. However, there is no smoke in the bloody battle in the shopping mall, but it lasts all year round, twelve hours a day!"
"When we eat meat, you scold us. When we commit suicide and jump off the building, who will pity us?"
"Faced with the dumping of goods by European powers and the constant impact on our stock and financial markets...who is going to resist? Isn't it us stinky businessmen?"
"Is it possible that everyone has seen the hail of bullets on the battlefield, but not the overt and covert attacks in the financial and business world? Last year, seven of my business friends committed suicide!"
“I couldn’t continue my business due to bankruptcy, so 7 of them committed suicide!”
"Members of Congress... we stinky businessmen, in order to resist the impact of the global market and raise funds for the cause of the head of state, our hair has turned gray and we have exhausted our efforts!"
"Ask the so-called Gods of Wealth here, how high is our debt ratio? Our Mi Group must enter into mutual debt insurance with Sihai Company and others in order to survive!"
"We need a lot of bridge funds between us to tear down the east wall and pay for the west wall!"
"We hold so many Chinese national war bonds, scientific research bonds, and infrastructure bonds... to guarantee so many commercial activities, we are already on a tightrope!"
"If I'm not careful, I, Mi Fu, Niu Jinfu and others will have to jump off the building! Jump off the building! Jump off the building!"
Mi Fu roared hoarsely, "Why? Why is this? It's not because we Chinese people are moving too fast. The head of state has too many great plans!"
"It takes time to convert high technology into productivity! It needs a market! It needs profits!"
"We in the business community also need to take a breather! Are we going to be called a stinky businessman in the end if we work so hard?"
Mi Fu wiped away her tears, "I'm telling the truth! My Mi Fu and my whole family were saved by the Führer, otherwise they would have died at the hands of Evil Eight Lang and other Japanese ronin!"
"Everyone in the world has betrayed the Chinese clan of the Führer, but I will not betray... The Führer took away the last copper from my Mi Group, and I have no regrets!"
"But! But as long as the head of state hopes that my group will still exist and can still make money for the Chinese people...then I will tell the ugly story today!"
"The Manchu Qing Dynasty must perish! The land of China must return to the embrace of the Chinese!"
"My dear ones! We need markets, we need raw materials, and we need China's hundreds of millions of people!"
"The Qing Dynasty has been destroyed and China has returned. Won't all the crises of our Chinese nation be resolved?"
"Don't you understand such a simple truth? The head of state does not allow us Chinese to directly participate in the war. That is because of the head of state's consideration. I have nothing to say!"
"But now the Manchus and Qing Dynasties are in a civil war among themselves, killing their own people... isn't this a free opportunity?"
"Why don't we just sit back and enjoy the fruits of our labor, watch them kill all of us, and then reap the benefits easily? Why should we extend the lives of the Manchus at this time?"
Mi Fu sighed, "Hey...I propose now! Stop all transactions of food, arms, and supplies to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, let alone any aid, we can't even conduct transactions!"
"Starve them to death... We don't have to get blood on our hands, so why not?"
