Shi Dazhu was stunned when he heard that Xie Xuan said it was a thousand yuan.
"A bowl of porridge costs one thousand yuan. Isn't that too expensive?"
"Porridge is valuable, but life is priceless! What, your life is not worth a thousand yuan?"
"This... is quite... okay."
Shi Dazhu originally wanted to say, "It's more than that," but when he thought about it, wasn't this digging a hole for himself? When the words came to his lips, he took them back abruptly.
He secretly rejoiced that he had made at least several thousand with this harvest.
"The monthly interest is 100, which is several times lower than the market price."
Shi Dazhu asked anxiously: "One hundred? Where can I earn one hundred? Aren't I going to work for you for a lifetime?"
"You are a talented person. You have to believe in your abilities. What's a hundred dollars? You can make thousands or even tens of thousands a month in the future."
Shi Dazhu sighed: "I...it's useless no matter how talented I am. There is no place for heroes."
Xie Xuan smiled and said: "How can a hero be useless? I will give you a place to display your talents."
A person who has lost his luggage and money, but has "Economics" in his pocket, must be truly talented.
Shi Dianzhu insisted: "I said, I don't work for traitors, and I don't want to be a traitor."
"I'm not a traitor!"
"You work in the Secret Service, what are you if you are not a traitor? As long as you don't work for the Wang Puppet Government, I will definitely repay your kindness."
Xie Xuan asked: "With your mindset, you won't be able to survive more than three months in Shenpu. Have you thought clearly about the questions I asked you to think about this afternoon?"
Shi Zhuzhu shook his head: "Issuing currency without gold, foreign exchange and mineral resources as reserves, such a currency has no credibility at all."
Xie Xuan asked: "Apart from these, can other things be used as reserves?"
"This... I haven't heard of it."
"It seems that your economics is not very good. Think about it again. In addition to tangible things, can you use intangible things as reserves. For example, personal reputation, the prestige of the government and the military, or rice, salt, Can cotton, cigarettes, oil and other supplies be okay?”
"It is nonsense to use the prestige of a person, the government and the army as a reserve. However, the rice, salt, cotton, cigarettes, and oil you mentioned are acceptable if they are in remote places. If they are in cities, real estate and cloth must be added. , meat, eggs, flour and other supplies.”
Shi Dazhu's eyes lit up when he heard this, Xie Xuan's idea was very creative.
"Look, isn't there still a way to do this?"
Shi Zhuzhu said: "This is a local method that is suitable for part of China's national conditions. If it is only issued in a specific area, it will still be useful. But it is basically impossible to spread it across the country."
"If I become the governor of the province or have my own territory in the future, you can be the director of finance for me."
"If you become the governor, the people will be in dire straits."
"The people's livelihood is poor because of your inaction as the Finance Minister. What does it have to do with me?"
Xie Xuan sounded as if he had really become the governor.
"You... let's talk about it after you become the provincial governor."
"You have nothing to do these days anyway. Write down the plan to link this currency issuance with daily necessities. If you write it well, you can offset the interest by fifty yuan..."
"You cheapskate, my plan only costs fifty yuan?"
After all, he is also an economic expert. If he writes a plan like this, not just 50,000 yuan, but at least 500 yuan, right? Xie Xuan only gave him fifty, which was simply humiliating him.
"You are in a very poor situation now. Fifty yuan is already a high price. I saw that you had nothing to do, so I gave you a chance to make money. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to pay back the interest!"
Of course, such a good talent must be firmly in hand.
Shi Dazhu was determined not to do anything for the traitor, so Xie Xuan had no choice but to think of another way.
Xie Xuan didn't know much about economics, but he knew that Shi Dazhu must be a talented person.
If he doesn’t understand economics, finding someone who does can help him do a lot of things.
Although Shi Dazhu felt that fifty yuan was an insult to him, he was so depressed that he could earn fifty yuan at a time, which was pretty good.
In those days, many famous calligraphers and painters wrote letters for themselves in order to make ends meet. Compared to them, I am pretty good.
At night, when Xie Xuan was sleeping, he suddenly heard a low and loud noise: "Boom!"
He instantly touched the pistol under the pillow, rolled over and rolled under the bed.
After waiting for a while and hearing no more noise, Xie Xuan turned on the light in the room.
After he got dressed, he made several phone calls to inquire about the matter.
Soon, he received news that an explosion occurred at the International Cinema in Hongkou District.
International Cinema is located at the northwest corner of Zhapu Road and Haining Road, in the center of Hongkou District. Most of the people watching movies here are Japanese.
Even if Chinese people want to watch a movie, they don't dare to go here. After all, if they disagree, they will be bullied.
Shenpu is a Japanese world, who would feel uncomfortable in a place full of Japanese?
Xie Xuan made another call: "Ma Tian, gather the brothers and go to the International Cinema on Haining Road, Hongkou. Something big happened there."
When Xie Xuan rushed to the International Cinema with people from all around, he found that a wall of the theater had been blown down, and Japanese words of crying for father and mother were heard inside.
"Boss, who did this? The scene was huge."
Xie Xuan said angrily: "If this kind of thing is man-made, who else can do it besides Shancheng?"
Of course, most of the people who came to watch movies in international theaters were Japanese, but he did not fully agree with this method.
Of course he hated the Japanese. When he was in the Secret Service and saw the atrocities committed by the Japanese, he wanted to kill the Japanese more than anyone else.
However, he did not agree with this method.
If the dead were Japanese soldiers, that would be no problem, but if the dead were civilians, or even Chinese, it would be meaningless.
It is okay for the military to carry out assassinations, but they must be targeted at specific people and valuable.
If they kill people indiscriminately, they are no different from terrorists.
Moreover, the Japanese are very vindictive. If you kill their people, the people of Shenpu will suffer.
Seeing Ono Jiro walking out of the cinema, Xie Xuan led Ma Tian to greet him:
"Chief Ono, is it an accident or man-made? Are the people inside okay?"
Ono Jiro said coldly: "Fragments of the time bomb were found. This must have been done by the military commander. The casualties were huge, and we must take revenge for this!"
When Xie Xuan heard this, he secretly mourned for those Chinese who would be retaliated by the Japanese.
After counting, 23 bodies were finally removed from the cinema. In addition, dozens of people were injured.
Fortunately, none of them are Chinese.
All the people in the International Cinema are Japanese.
Xie Xuan was busy until dawn before going back. He deliberately went around to Sandri, and sure enough he received the latest telegram from the mountain city.
Shancheng gave Shenpu Station 3 a new task, which made Xie Xuan frown.
