Chapter 2323 It’s Not Procrastination

Who is Miss Lin? That's incredibly smart.

She is not a financial professional, but since she is in this field, she knows a lot of relevant knowledge.

And this month, she didn't just go to meetings and discussions alone, she also gained a lot of relevant knowledge.

Based on the understanding of Feng Jun's portrait and the analysis of upper-level think tanks, everyone has reached a consensus on his donation of gold, that is to say-the amount of gold will no longer affect Feng Jun's development.

This consensus makes many people feel incredible. You must know that gold is a natural currency.

If Feng Jun doesn't care about gold anymore - he didn't say so, but others have thought of it, this possibility is very high.

If you think more, he may even use gold to hit the market. This possibility is not impossible - he has a lot of gold.

Then the question arises: why would he do this, and why would he dare to do it?

So what if there’s a lot of gold? If you want to make a living under the gold standard, you can't let gold depreciate too much.

Therefore, everyone has a guess: Feng Jun may have discovered hard currency that is harder than gold!

This speculation... feels very nonsense. Is it possible to have hard currency that is harder than gold?

In fact, we really cannot underestimate various experts. The results obtained through professional analysis are often infinitely close to the truth.

Therefore, although everyone guessed that Feng Jun might have other hard currencies, they only guessed - they didn't believe it!

After all, Miss Lin is not a major in this field, let alone a cultivator. She came back this time just to facilitate this matter. As for whether Feng Jun has any other harder currency, that is the next task.

So she said apologetically, "Mr. Feng, I have no intention of explaining anything, but as a top student graduating in business administration, you should know that changes in monetary reserves are not one thing, not a project, but a system." .”

This is an understatement. It is not just a system problem.

Feng Jun was silent, and it took him a long time before he answered, "Okay, it's my fault."

When he is in this situation, he should honestly admit that he has done something wrong, otherwise he will not be the only one affected.

He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "I'm in a hurry. You can still discuss it for a while...I shouldn't have pushed it."

"That's good if you can understand," Miss Lin also breathed a sigh of relief. What she was most worried about was that Feng Juntou refused to admit it. In that case, her work would be many times more difficult.

Since he could understand it, it was easy for her to explain next, "I responded immediately to your suggestion. We attach great importance to it. Really... even if we don't attach importance to you, we must attach importance to 300,000 tons of gold." , do you think this is true?"

Feng Jun nodded, "That's the truth. Three hundred thousand tons of gold is indeed more worthy of attention than me."

His words are self-deprecating, but they are also true. Putting aside the mysterious influence, 300,000 tons of gold are enough to support the country of Mai in fighting ten more Gulf Wars.

However, Miss Lin's vision is not just focused on the Gulf War. "In the case of currency reform, three hundred thousand tons of gold is really nothing... How much gold do you think a country's credit system is worth?"

I have a bachelor's degree in business administration, not a Ph.D. in economics! Feng Jun felt a little helpless.

He didn't want to argue with her about this. Firstly, he really didn't understand, and secondly... he would lose his status!

"Tell me how much it's worth," Feng Jun didn't bother to answer. "Anyway, I only know that you can't mine 300,000 tons of gold on earth!"

"It's really not about gold," Miss Lin smiled slightly, "National credit system, small countries may be really small and can be solved by a few hundred tons of gold, but big countries... can be really big!"

"You are right, 300,000 tons of gold cannot be mined on earth, but gold is never just gold... A strong currency does not have enough reserves. Do you think the Maiyuan is strong? Because there are enough reserves?”

She did not major in business administration, but this question is enough to ask more than 80% of bachelors in business administration.

But Feng Jun has been working hard in other worlds for these years and has a sufficient understanding of currency reserves. This kind of question just comes out of his mouth, "No, in the final analysis, you still have to talk about your own strength. If the reserves are not enough, can't you?" Super hair?"

Miss Lin was speechless. What did I tell you? What did you tell me?

She did not answer directly. After thinking about it, she tried to explain as tactfully as possible, "I want to say that monetary policy involves the country and cannot be changed in one sentence, so I delayed my reply for so long... Can you understand? ?”

"Of course I can understand," Feng Jun smiled bitterly, "Even if you know that I have enough gold reserves on hand."

This is a bit untrue - if you really believe that if I have enough gold, would it be difficult to consider modifying monetary policy? It's just that you don't quite believe me.

Otherwise, you can get things done first, and other regulations and details can be improved slowly.

Miss Lin also heard that he was a little resentful, but she pretended not to hear it and spoke seriously.

"After a month of intense argumentation and calculation, the tone has been set and the thinking has been unified on this matter. The next step is to warm up internationally, blow the news internally, and quickly advance this matter... All we need now is your gold. , that is the Dinghai Divine Needle."

"I won't have any problems here," Feng Jun replied casually, "Where do you want me to transport the gold?"

In fact, he was a little angry just now. If he thinks about it carefully, it would be irresponsible if such a big matter could be decided in three to five days, right? More than a month...is really fast.

Miss Lin pushed the folder at hand, which was as thick as Cihai, "We have carefully screened seven reliable places, and you will make the final decision on which one to choose."

The power to make the decision... is actually not that important. The selection of these seven positions is the key. Now it is Feng Jun who makes the decision, which can be regarded as a kind of respect for him.

Feng Jun took it over and took a look at it, and was surprised to see that there were so many places where things could be hidden.

He didn't look at the specific details, but pointed to one of the places, "This is it. Can I transport it there someday?"

What he chose was an abandoned mine in Jin Province.

Jin Province is a major coal-producing province with many abandoned mines. In response to this idle resource, Jin Province plans to develop tourism projects. Some potholes have completed preliminary reinforcement and repairs and are waiting for approval of relevant policies.

Feng Jun has not forgotten that the guardian has some inexplicable feelings towards Jin Province, so he can just flatter him casually.

Miss Lin took a look and was a little surprised by his choice, "Why is it here?"

Feng Jun looked at her helplessly and spoke slowly, "Since I have made the decision, do I still need to explain the reason to you?"

These words were a bit angry. Miss Lin was startled for a moment, and then she laughed, "I'm just curious, so just ask."

This is how beautiful women handle things. If they act coquettishly when they are in a hurry, they can basically cope with it.

"I like it," Feng Jun replied casually, and then asked, "Why, is it difficult to choose it?"

There is definitely a bit of difficulty, and Meimei Lin knows this very well. The development of this mine is currently still on the agenda of local projects in Shanxi Province. It is listed as a candidate, mainly because of its safety.

Jin Province is not only deep inland, but also has mountains and rivers inside and outside. It is safer to place such a large project related to the country's foundation here.

Anyway, Miss Lin shook her head simply, "No problem, if everything goes well, you can transport the gold tomorrow night."

There is indeed no problem. Once the Guojia machine is started, the efficiency is quite amazing - at least in China,

Later that day, the project was taken over by an unknown central enterprise. In the evening, troops arrived, set up camp, and announced that they were going to conduct training exercises.

In the early morning of the next day, several management personnel were in place, and it was basically possible to tell by looking at Feng that he was either a soldier or had been a soldier!

In fact, Feng Jun has not been idle these days. In addition to practicing, he has also instilled spiritual thoughts into many obsidians - this is a task that consumes spiritual thoughts. He can also understand more and more why the guardian suggested that he This is how to train your spiritual mind.

Occasionally, he would think of Yi Jue. Her spiritual power was stronger than his, but it was not overwhelmingly strong. In other words, it was actually quite hard for her to make that piece of obsidian.

Every time he thinks about this, Feng Jun always secretly makes up his mind to repay her sooner or later - we are really not ungrateful people.

In addition, it was time to cut the huge piece of nugget. The nugget was roughly an irregular sphere with a diameter of five to six hundred meters. It was not too big or too small. He directly chose the Sahara Desert for decomposition. venue.

Feng Jun is a master with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder. UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net He divided all the nugget gold into cubes with a length, width and height of one meter each, because the purity of the nugget gold is not particularly high, and each cubic meter is almost 14 More than a ton, less than a little fifteen tons.

In other words, 10,000 cubes are equivalent to 150,000 tons. Feng Jun first prepared 30,000 cubes, which is roughly over 400,000 tons. There is still a small difference from the 500,000 tons he promised. However, with this gap, the other party should Don't you care?

The next night, he arrived at the location of the mine and saw an army camp at a glance. There was a concrete mixer truck pouring the ground next to it. It was obvious that a barracks was to be built.

It seemed that someone else had taken over. Feng Jun made a judgment and then looked at the abandoned tunnel.

The tunnel was brightly lit, but no one could tell that a lot of money had been invested in the management of this abandoned mine.

Feng Jun was quite satisfied with this place. When he released his spiritual consciousness, he felt that there was a very wide space four to five hundred meters underground, which was perfect for storing gold nuggets.

Everything was fine, but the light was too strong. Feng Jun found the switch and pulled it off.