"Actually, it's not much, just a few million dollars. You know that I prefer real money and silver. I always feel uneasy when I hold the money in my hand." Yang Feng said with a embarrassed smile.

"Brother Yang is not interesting enough. If you have any insider information, you might as well tell me it. You and I can just fall in love with it at first sight. It would be bad if you hide it?" Song Ziwen said lightly.

Damn, do you tell me any insider information? Yang Feng was whispering in his heart.

It seems that it will not work without giving out some real things.

This guy is as wise and profound as a decision-maker. He sold B there for a while, and then, like many conspirators in the TV series, dipped in tea and wrote four big characters "Silver Group" on the table, and almost wrote simplified Chinese.

"Will they succeed?" Song Ziwen frowned and said. Everyone knows that the Silver Group's lobbying against the Roosevelt government has been well known. Of course, Song Ziwen will not not know, but he just doesn't know whether they will succeed.

Yang Feng nodded faintly like a talisman.

Song Ziwen's brows suddenly frowned. The sharp appreciation of silver will have a huge impact on China, the only silver-standard country. The reason why China's economy maintained a slow development in the global depression is largely due to the sluggish silver price, which makes Chinese commodities have a certain advantage in the competition with gold-standard countries. As countries successively abandon the gold standard, China's economy has begun to suffer a blow. If Americans sharply raise the silver price at this time, it would not be as simple as adding insult to injury. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a devastating blow.

"We can do nothing. Since that's the case, why not take the opportunity to make a fuss? Anyway, if we don't do anything, those foreigners will do it at China Bank. We don't buy our own banks, we only buy it from them. These ghosts have been lying on us Chinese people for so many years, and now we should breathe a sigh of relief." Yang Feng lay in Song Ziwen's ear like a long-horned little devil.

Song Ziwen is not a good bird. In essence, he is just a speculator, that is, he just sighs a little at the national economy. He can't miss the opportunity to make money by giving himself.

"Brother Yang, it's time to change the tea!" he said with a faint smile.

The next two guys who ignored the dangers that the tension would cause to the country would immediately feel too late. Song Ziwen also had a certain amount of US dollars in his hands, and Yang Feng told him that Roosevelt would announce that the US dollar would depreciate by 40% in the near future. He would take advantage of the opportunity now to quickly trade silver and then transport it to the United States to hoard it.

Then he was reprimanded and told Song Ziwen that the news he received was that the US government would at least raise the silver price to 0.8 US dollars per ounce, and then trade for US dollars, and then buy gold in the international market. Taking 10 million ounces of silver as an example, this way can earn at least 50,000 ounces of gold.

"Although all the money standard is abolished now, the real hard currency is still this thing. Once the banknotes depreciate, they will be a pile of waste paper that is hard to wipe their butts. But for thousands of years, who has seen gold when no one wants it?" Yang Feng said with a spit on Xingzi.

At the next dinner in the Song Mansion, the guests and guests were all happy. While drinking, Song Ziwen and Yang Feng talked about his relationship with Sun Dianying and the 29th Army. Yang Feng immediately got the opportunity to complain: "There are only a few people in Pingjin, and maybe they will be transferred to suppress the bandits at any time. The Japanese are eyeing them outside the pass. If we merchants don't win over these people, if the Japanese really come here, who will provide us with protection?

Do you think we are willing?

If the Chairman would transfer more than 100,000 to Pingjin and 200,000 troops to Pingjin now, who would be willing to pay for them?

But what about you? Hundreds of thousands of people went to suppress the bandits, not caring about the threats of the Japanese in the north, so the bandits didn't need to suppress them. As long as you can make the people have enough food, I dare say that no one would be willing to follow them.

For thousands of years, I have never heard of the people when they have food to eat. Anyone who has successfully rebelled? What kind of ideology and system are all bullshit. To put it bluntly, rebellion is all about poverty!”

Song Ziwen smiled and said nothing. He was also very dissatisfied with the bald man's strategy of first resilient foreign policy. In his opinion, economic means rather than force should be used to deal with the people in Jiangxi.

This time he resigned because of the differences between the two on this point, but he had no choice but to do anything about it. The bald man is becoming more and more arbitrary and difficult to listen to other people's opinions, even if the person who gives the opinions is the person he once relies on the most.

Yang Feng only stayed in Nanjing for one day, and flew to Shanghai the next afternoon. The last time he left, he left Lao Wu with four brothers to protect Yingzi. Of course, it can be said that he should prevent Yingzi from cuckolding him. He had notified them before coming, so as soon as the plane arrived at Hongqiao Airport, Yingzi, who came to greet him, was already waiting outside.

"Hmph!" Xin'er snorted fiercely, put on her expensive mink coat, put on her heavy diamond necklace, sapphire earrings, emerald bead chains on her wrist, and got off the plane with her jewel-like arms. She turned around and glared at Yang Jing who was smirking.

"Sakurako has met two sisters!" Sakurako, who was wearing a kimono, bowed weakly and said.

"Yeah!" Xin'er's little face showed the majesty of a big wife, and agreed faintly. Yang Feng pursed his lips hard to prevent him from laughing out loud.

"Two sisters, we'll get in the car first!" Sakurako lowered her head and made a gesture of invitation. Although she bowed her respect, it was difficult to hide the superiority of IQ.

Yang Feng had bought a house in the west area of ​​the public concession, but he asked Wu Tiecheng for help. It was originally a bankrupt European businessman, a three-story European-style building with a large area of ​​gardens, and even built a small swimming pool. It was his first time to come and he was quite satisfied after seeing it.

The family had all the maids, servants, cooks and coaches, and the wives of Lao Wu and Yu Maoren were responsible for recruiting them. During this period, under the impact of cheap American food, the number of bankrupt farmers in Jiangsu and Zhejiang has increased. Shanghai alone has to have hundreds of thousands of unemployed vagrants, and the labor costs are very cheap.

"Sister Yu, you're really a blessing!" Yang Feng said politely to Yu Maoren's wife who acted as the butler for him.

"Mr. Yang, you are so polite. You saved my husband's life and gave him such a good job. It's okay for us to give you some effort." Mrs. Yu said hurriedly.

"If you mother and daughter want to go to the United States, I will make arrangements for you. If you don't want to go, I will help you with me for a few days first. After a while, I will see if there is a suitable person and then exchange Lao Yu for it." Yang Feng said.

Of course, Mrs. Yu didn't want to go to the distant and unfamiliar United States. She was a shrewd woman. When she met a big tree like Yang Feng like a pie, she would do her best to tie up the whole family. Her husband would do his business and do his housework for him. What else could be more loyal than this?

As the two were talking, a jewel-like heart Shier Shi Shi walked down from the upstairs. The girl took off her mink coat and was now wearing the most popular silk cheongsam of this era, and it was embroidered. She also learned to take a small round fan in her hand, which made Yang Feng cover his eyes.

Su Yu naturally couldn't disturb them, so he hurriedly saluted Xin'er and then went to do his own business.

"Hurry up and get your outfit off. You won't feel tired when you wear so much?" Yang Feng said angrily. He was so young and invincible beautiful girl who had been ruined into a third-rate socialite, which made him feel chilled all over.

"No, do you think I'm not as beautiful as her? So such a good jewelry was wasted with me?" Xin'er said viciously.

It is indeed difficult to understand women at this time. Even if it is a little woman, Yang Feng didn't know how she had such an association. But to be honest, Xin'er's appearance can only be considered to be of the upper hand. Compared with the monster Sakurazi, who is like a monster, there is indeed a little difference. But Yang Feng dared not say this. He quickly went up and hugged her, and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, how can she compare with you? The main reason is that this set of jewelry is not worthy of you. One day I will get you a suitable set, so don't wear this one first."

Xin'er gave him a blank look, then he pulled off the earrings in anger and said, "Do you think I'm willing to wear them. They are all you fickle ghosts. I'm not afraid of being compared by her! Also, you are not allowed to go to her room tonight!"

"Ah?!" Yang Feng, who was untiing her necklace, immediately exclaimed.

"Ah what? It's just not accurate!"

"Do you know this is cruel?" Yang Feng said with a sad face.

"What's cruel? Can you men not survive without that kind of thing?" Xin'er said fiercely, her mouth sagging and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Okay, okay, don't go, don't go!" Yang Feng said quickly.

The little girl snorted, her face instantly turning into a smile.

"Where is Xiaojing?" Yang Feng asked strangely. Why did they go upstairs to see their respective rooms together?

"Don't mention it, that girl is having a happy chat with her! She has no loyalty, and I get angry when I think about it!" Xin'er said angrily.

Yang Feng was surprised that Yang Jing and Yingzi could chat together, but when he thought about it, he felt relieved. Girls like Yingzi would definitely receive various educations since childhood to cope with men of all kinds of tastes. It can be said that her knowledge is definitely broader than her. Yang Jing was as simple as a piece of paper, and Yingzi must have found the topic she liked.

Yingzi, who didn't know her relationship with Xin'er, naturally wanted to attract a powerful ally. Fortunately, she played the three-legged tripod with her back. Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. She was such an uneasy little fairy!

"What are you thinking again?" Xin'er asked with a vigilant look on her face.

"Hurry back upstairs and change your clothes! Do you know that you look at least ten years old in this clothes!" Yang Feng patted her little butt and said.

Xin'er made a face when she stuck out her tongue, then ran up the stairs, and suddenly turned around and said, "Even, evening, I'll go find you!"

Yang Feng's mind buzzed and he immediately felt a hint of happiness.

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