Chapter 434

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

To warn the merchants, Fang Yu with his fox-borrowing-tiger's-might was enough.

His reputation in Jiangning was not small, especially after Fang Zhennan was promoted to Standing Committee member; he could walk sideways through half of Jiangning City, and the other half of Jiangning City had to crawl on all fours to match his style.

As for banks and insurance companies, no matter how powerful, they dared not go against the Chen Family's way; furthermore, having barely reached bureau-level or deputy-bureau-level cadre positions, it was not worth offending private interests for public gain — such selfless behavior only suits a turbulent world of social upheaval, not survival in a stable society.

What Fang Yu couldn't be sure about were private jewelry companies and some independent goldsmiths; obtaining raw materials was both convenient and inconvenient for them, but if they could get gold and platinum effortlessly from the bank, they would be willing to try. There were too many such companies and individuals for Fang Yu to cover all bases. Turning to organizations like the Jewelry Association was of little use either.

He told Chen Yi the truth — because lies were always caught — and at this moment whispered an apology: "The time was too short; give me another half month to talk, and those jewelry companies definitely wouldn't dare to mess around."

"You're just talking." Chen Yi listened, pondered, and said: "Don't bother with the small goldsmiths; if they want to buy, we welcome it; if they want to exchange, that's fine too — treat it as circulation. Jewelry companies... the big ones must be suppressed."

"Just afraid they'll come secretly."

"Those buying in large volumes, remember them for me."

Fang Yu hurriedly said: "Do you want me to find a few brothers from the underworld?"

"You still know underworld brothers?" As for what role the Chen Family's "Democratic Life Meeting" played, it unified the Chen Family's internal thinking. Anyone who attended the Democratic Life Meeting last month and doesn't know who the Chen Family's Heir is — that is absolutely the lower limit of Intelligence Quotient.

Fang Yu saw Chen Yi's expression was not good, thought carefully for a while, then said: "I only know one or two, just fooling around."

An answer that could advance or retreat.

Chen Yi "hmph"ed and said: "Remember from now on: anything related to the Bond Committee can cost more money and more trouble, but must follow the proper path. Currency plays on confidence."

"Yes, confidence, confidence!" Fang Yu just kept nodding.

Chen Yi waved his hand; Fang Yu hehe'd and retreated out. Only after the door closed did he react, thinking: You're even younger than me, lecturing me...

On second thought: A lecture is just a lecture.

He gave himself a slap, cursed "shameless," and a smile reappeared on his face.

Whatever the case, the title of Jiangning Four Young Masters was his for the taking. Such fame is truly priceless; even a County Magistrate would be beneath his feet. Fang Yu's daily smiles mostly came from this.

In the room.

Chen Yi tidied up, brought the little Lizard, and headed for the Jiangning Head Office; before arriving, he could hear the clamor of voices, plus Traffic Police and Police on duty, directing traffic while also responsible for security.

Inside the Head Office Hall were queues of people; a small portion were purchasing Bonds, the majority were exchanging Bonds. The latter took longer than the former, and the queue time was also longer.

Chen Yi glanced at his watch and asked the auntie beside him in a low voice: "Hello, there's 1 hour until closing; do you still want to queue?"

The auntie looked left and right and said softly: "Tomorrow is the weekend; I heard there's no exchange. I estimate that if something changes overnight, it won't be good."

Chen Yi laughed involuntarily and said: "How much did you buy?"

"A few thousand yuan's worth." The auntie probably didn't tell the truth and still looked at Chen Yi warily.

Fortunately, Chen Yi had cultivated a bit of a noble bearing, smiled casually, and avoided attracting the guards.

He touched the Five-Pointed Star on his chest, thought for a moment, then decisively went upstairs to find Gao Qiu and suggested: "I see quite a few people exchanging downstairs; should today's closing time be extended a bit?"

Gao Qiu was startled: "I was just thinking of resting and recuperating; how did it become an extension? Right now every hour is how many kilograms of gold going out; if we were a Central Bank, we'd be driven crazy by a run on the bank."

Half the Bonds were exchanged out every day, equivalent to 1 billion yuan of gold reduced daily; the staff at three counters were all busy to death. For bank officials, watching gold rush out like that was the most painful thing imaginable.

Chen Yi smiled and said: "People who want to exchange for gold — if you let them fail to queue today, won't they worry? With two days of weekend, they'll go back and think more and more fearfully; who knows, they might queue at your bank gate in the middle of the night waiting to exchange — that's when it's a real run on the bank."

"Makes sense." Gao Qiu's face cleared and he smiled: "Mr. Chen thinks thoroughly. Xiao Lu."

His assistant ran over tottering like a sprained-leg deer.

"You tell Lao Shi to work hard today; extend counter exchange by one hour; Bond sales too." Gao Qiu spoke, paused, thought again, and said: "One hour probably isn't enough; do this: when closing time arrives, stop all banking business at every counter, switch entirely to exchange business; I don't believe they can exchange away one ton of gold from me."

"President Gao is domineering." Chen Yi raised his hand in admiration. He truly wasn't afraid of exchange; worst case, transport West Continent ore back Domestic for smelting — just some Kung Fu.

That piece of open-pit deposit on Shenqi Mountain is just like Earth millions of years ago; pure natural dog-head gold and platinum lie rolling in the mine caves — such a scene was only seen by the Spaniards in America back then.

Xiao Lu ran down to notify; after a moment, the buzzing downstairs suddenly increased; presumably the exchanging crowd had some stir.

"Go down and see?"

Chen Yi and Gao Qiu spoke in unison, looked at each other, and smiled.

"Mr. Chen, please go first." Gao Qiu opened the door himself, while secretly sighing: The Chen Family is truly going to become a great Family.

He insisted on calling him Mr. Chen not only because of the Chen Family's prestige but also because of Chen Yi's bearing — this bearing is actually the Faith Power brought by Divine Art Knights, or Holy Knights; think of the power of faith offered by hundreds of thousands of believers — no matter what, it leaves a trace brand. Rather, those who can sense this brand must be people like Gao Qiu who have faith and power.

The two walked out of the Elevator; order downstairs had already recovered. The queuing people at three windows didn't increase, but everyone's complexions were obviously much more relaxed.

The difference between active exchange and passive run on the bank lies right here.

Gao Qiu watched one small gold bar after another, large gold bars and platinum bars handed out from the bank windows; however he thought, it felt uncomfortable. He glanced sideways at Chen Yi and greatly admired his composure; if the next several weeks still show this half-exchange scene, it would truly be a loss to the nth degree.

Chen Yi slightly narrowed his eyes, expression calm as if watching the News Broadcast — truly unperturbed by external things, unperturbed by self.

The Five-Pointed Star on his chest had some burning sensation, basically all from the "Order" faith. The sense of "Order" brought by establishing a currency and exchange system is so intense that his chest feels scalded even in daytime.

This scalding is like the fatigue after lovemaking — pain mixed with pleasure, keeping Chen Yi's mind clear.

He walked to the Bond sales counter, tapped his fingers, and said: "Trouble you for one Bond. Give me one of each kind."

"You have to queue." The bank counter miss compared to the cosmetics counter miss — the former looks more like a john; fake smile scary, eyes dull.

Gao Qiu saw it was bad; in three steps made two, with a procuress's face said: "Give it when told to give; what nonsense."

Forget it; then nodded smiling to the few behind: "Sorry, we're from inside the bank."

Gao Qiu is also in his 40s, wearing a Suit with beaming smile; the people behind just treated it as unseen.

The counter miss immediately apologized, lifted her buttocks, and respectfully placed the Bonds on the counter with both hands.

"Trouble you." Chen Yi cupped hands to the few who were cut in line, held the Bonds, and stood to one side.

The Gold Voucher is gray, looks unremarkable. Its front has the Jiangning Head Office portrait, a bit of a Nation's meaning. The small characters below read "Gold Exchange Voucher" and bear the Jiangning Bank seal.

"Who wrote these five characters?" Chen Yi pointed at "Gold Exchange Voucher" and asked Gao Qiu.

"Old Master Lu. He's a veteran of the Calligraphy Association in Jiangning; his Yan-style brushwork is even praised by Master Qigong."

"Mm, the characters are beautiful." Chen Yi flipped through the bonds of other denominations, and they were all written in the same hand.

Gao Qiu laughed: "The cost of these bonds isn't low. Ten billion in bonds means several million sheets; a few printing factories are laughing all the way to the bank. Sigh, watermarks and metal threads too — look at it, even the Renminbi wouldn't dare be this wasteful."

Chen Yi basked: "If counterfeit Renminbi appears, the bank can still investigate, and deposits aren't wasted. If counterfeits of our bonds appear, the whole lot gets exchanged for gold and that's it."

"That's true." Gao Qiu felt uneasy all over. He really was afraid of counterfeits appearing.

He hadn't thought it through yet when Chen Yi suddenly added: "The remaining bond versions, why not change them?"

Gao Qiu exclaimed in surprise: "Change them? How to change?"

"The words 'Gold Exchange Voucher' on the bottom, change them to 'Redeemable for 0.4 grams of gold'." Chen Yi pointed at the 100-yuan bond and said.

"This..." Gao Qiu found it vulgar, even childish. But he couldn't bring himself to say it was bad.

What Chen Yi was thinking wasn't a matter of vulgar or not; the key was that he wanted to write these few characters.

"Redeemable for 0.4 grams of gold" — this is a promise.

If fulfilled, that is oath keeping.

In this way, every day the 10 billion bonds exchanged would be several million instances of "oath keeping"; never mind the West Continent, the Saint Qiao Kingdom — which Holy Knight has such conditions?

Chen Yi thought it through, felt there was no problem, and slowly said: "I think it's best to state it clearly; 'Redeemable for 0.4 grams of gold' is better than 'Gold Exchange Voucher', don't you agree?"

Gao Qiu wore a bitter face and persuaded: "Why bother?"

"State it clearly, stating it clearly is good..." Chen Yi patted Gao Qiu's shoulder and laughed: "Our Committee has 9 votes; before convening a meeting, I want to ask you first — agree or disagree?"

"I agree!"

What could Gao Qiu say? After the Committee met a few times, he understood: Li Lao represented Chen Lao, but he was actually a car valve, guarding against Chen Yi's aura pressure getting too high and breaking the sky; the remaining votes were all represented by Chen Yi. In other words, once Chen Yi decided, it was settled.

"As long as you agree, we'll revise it over the weekend two days." Chen Yi nodded, then turned and said: "Those few characters, if you don't mind, let me write them."

"Ah?" Gao Qiu inadvertently glanced at Chen Yi's hand, always feeling it was a bit strange.

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