Chapter 509: Only My Unique Method Chapter 509: Running Towards Xijing (2)

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

After pondering for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Chen Zhongguo patted his forehead, strode to the door and opened it, shouting, "Fo Lao, call people over."

Chen Yi hurriedly stood up and left, yielding his place to the aide group.

The meticulously arranged waiting room was like a fat man skilled at hiding meat; in the blink of an eye, seven or eight people squeezed out from the corners. Besides the three elders who always accompanied Chen Zhongguo, a few relatively younger aides also appeared.

"What's going on?" Chen Congyu asked Chen Yi with slight worry.

"I said what needed saying; Grandpa hasn't decided yet." Chen Yi spread his hands. Although he had steered the direction of the situation, he also didn't know where the situation would ultimately lead. Politics is the art of distribution; creating value and distributing resources have never been the same thing.

If he were not a member of the Chen Family, and an important one at that, the problems Chen Yi faced would be far greater.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Zhongguo finally walked out of the study, moving with a dragon's gait and tiger's stride like a young man.

Fang Man Yi suddenly sensed something and asked Chen Yi in a low voice, "Did you give Grandpa some pills?"

"That was the Divine Art: Grace," Chen Yi answered quite honestly. "The cost is considerable, but it can increase vitality by 10%, the vitality of a man in his prime."

"No wonder. No side effects?"

"Don't you feel a sense of youth?" Chen Yi guessed he knew what his mother was thinking.

Fang Man Yi immediately touched her own face and said in surprise, "I thought it was the face cream brought back from France taking effect."

"What face cream can make someone four or five years younger." Even for a Divine Art Knight, "Grace" is a Divine Art with an extremely heavy burden.

"Wait." Fang Man Yi had just nodded twice but immediately stopped and said, "Four or five years younger? Was I that old before?"

"Of course not, I was boasting about my own achievement." Chen Yi broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Since graduating middle school, he had rarely been subjected to his mother's intimidation; this was one of those "rare" occasions.

Fortunately, the waiting room's main door creaked open, and they saw Chen Zhongguo shaking hands friendly with the suited old man opposite.

Talk successful!

Everyone had a concept in their hearts and all stood up.

Chen Yi took the opportunity to hide behind his father, patting his chest with a fortunate expression.

Chen Congyu said amusedly, "Your mother cultivated your ability to enter politics since childhood; look, one careless move..."

"Recently without me and Big Brother diverting firepower, it's been tough for you, right?" Chen Yi looked at his father sympathetically.

Heavy blow!

"All these years of my training, as long as I don't step into a trap..." Chen Congyu spoke half, then began to switch tone, saying in a deep affection tone, "Your mother is a gentle, beautiful, kind woman; no matter what, we both love her..."

"How did you know Mom was behind you?" Chen Yi was extremely puzzled.

Chen Father mouthed: Perfume.

Turning his face, he smiled and said, "I'm just telling the truth; how could I know in advance..."

Fang Man Yi tapped her chin, smiling gently.

Chen Yi suddenly discovered that Mom and Little Sister's expressions were similar in certain situations.

"Chen Yi, help me see off a few uncles." Chen Zhongguo beckoned with a face full of smiles.

The Chen Family members in the waiting room all quieted down.

This was another signal signifying enormous change!

On the matter of seeing off "distinguished guests," the Chen Family had a set of customary tacit understandings. If Eldest Chen Guoliang was home, he would see off guests on behalf of Father; otherwise, based on the visitor's identity, either Chen Congyu or Chen Rongjie would see them off. The latter handled official people; the former handled other personal favors and social exchanges.

Now Uncle had gone to Xijing, and Chen Congyu had re-entered officialdom, replacing Big Brother's position to a certain extent. This was a change everyone tacitly acknowledged.

But, with Chen Congyu present, letting his son go see off "distinguished guests"? In the era before Kong Lao'er was scolded rotten, this would absolutely never happen.

Chen Zhongguo's tiger eyes glared roundly, scanning around once; everyone immediately shut up.

Chen Yi kept a calm face, extremely quickly finding his position.

On the West Continent, he had met the High Priest, Grand Knights, and Divine Art Knights; every single one's imposing manner was no less than the Xijing officials before him. In fact, if speaking of authority and a lofty temperament, public servants were ultimately behind the times.

This was the importance of legitimate status; no matter how the public servant held his head high and chest out, compared to the Blue Sky Magistrates of old, they innately lacked a little something.

Chen Yi smoothly received Grandpa's "signal," waved a hand, and smiled, "Sirs, we'll go from the right side."

His actions and bearing, rather than calling it humility, were better called modesty. This was a habit cultivated on the West Continent; at that time, even a Grand Knight with power of life and death had to perform a kneeling salute to him.

The Xijing officials were a bit strange; the leader at the front was even quite maladapted, shuffling behind Chen Yi, with a displeased feeling of following step for step.

Silent all the way, they got into the car; only then did the leader ask, "You're the Chen Yi who developed the Gold Bonds?"

"It's me."

"Heroes emerge from youth." The leader praised a sentence, then turned his head away.

Chen Yi smiled politely, watching the convoy leave the old residence before sinking his face.

A petty little official!

Xijing's mammals really think they're a level above everyone they see.

Returning to the conference hall, unrelated people had all left, leaving only the few closely related families and the aide team. Chen Zhongguo sat by the stove in the living room, warming his hands while asking, "How was it?"

"Very arrogant." Chen Yi answered casually, then realized he was at a family meeting. But words spoken couldn't be taken back; an honest person need not hide their mood.

Fo Lao gave him a strange glance, switched to a smiling face, and said, "Starting today, the old man will take the lead investigating the explosion case. What everyone needs to know is, the specific project team is the responsibility of the Public Security Bureau Party Committee; our job is to stabilize the situation and ensure information flows smoothly."

"What's next?" Chen Yi couldn't see the benefits in it.

Chen Zhongguo, however, said steadily, "According to the latest information, this is the best choice. Chen Yi, whatever you want to do, continue doing it; I'll watch the top for you."

He pointed at the ceiling; everyone knew what that represented.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Chen Yi stood up at once, feeling like when he got New Year's money as a child.

"What you deserve." The old man continued warming his hands.

Stealing 1,200 tons of precious metals from under the tight protection of China's strongest fleet, Chen Yi fully proved the power of a Divine Art Knight. The so-called taking a general's head amidst a thousand armies — this is simply a political atomic bomb.

Before they figure out what's going on in Xijing, they will certainly be suspicious and paranoid, fundamentally daring not to act rashly.

Xijing hopes Chen Zhongguo will investigate, hoping to understand the Chen Family's relationship with the gold theft. Chen Zhongguo took advantage of the situation and agreed, not only breaking this deadlock, but also naturally advancing a step further, obtaining a position recognized by the Central authorities.

As Chen Zhongguo thought, he laughed.

He really laughed.

The Advisor recording key points and the family members were all stunned, not understanding the old man's rare smile was for what.

Only Fo Lao guessed a bit, but he continued: "Subordinates, we will investigate the Southeast Fleet and the Naval Base, Jiangning Customs and the Maritime Routes must also be properly rectified. The pretext, we'll use the Jiangning Case Supervision Group's name!"

"This pretext, we'll use for a period of time. Starting today, all documents of the Jiangning Case Supervision Group are formal documents signed and issued by the old man, all organs and departments must give maximum attention. The next level of documents use the Jiangning Case Supervision Group Level 2's name, importance equivalent to the Southeast Provincial Party Committee's documents..."

At this, the group sitting around the stove all laughed.

Uncle Chen Rongjie was even more delighted, laughing: "Grandpa retired, inconvenient to issue formal documents, now it's convenient, there's a pretext and there's a rank, drowsiness meets a pillow."

Fo Lao hurriedly stopped him, saying: "This matter of attention level, say it in private. Cannot make it public. We mainly still issue documents regarding the case."

Chen Yi smiled faintly.

He dared affirm, the Jiangning Case Supervision Group's documents certainly have no relation to the case.

Maximum attention means the most important documents, representing Chen Zhongguo's guiding principles and ideological concepts, how could they be used to describe specific cases.

Such vulgar things, probably would use the Supervision Group Level 3 or Supervision Group Level 4's name.

Chen Yi guessed, maybe they would only appear in "Project Team" documents.

Chen Zhongguo went to sleep first, leaving a group of people discussing in private.

"Xijing has truly lost its mind."

"Should be the Liu Family lost its mind, right."

"This feels comfortable now."

Chen Yi right now doesn't want to know such high-level news, he only wants to know what the Central Bank will do?

Seek reconciliation?

Or hold firm to the end!

The next day, Chen Yi first convened a first session of the West River Association, giving all enterprises Gold Bonds to make up. Actually it was forcibly using Gold Bonds to exchange back for banknotes.

This is behavior that could provoke a backlash, but the enterprises are too embarrassed to backlash — Chen Yi allowing them to exchange Gold Bonds to the Central Bank is itself a kind of magnanimous display.

Now, continuing to exchange back for Gold Bonds, is more like a kind of feedback.

Chen Yi carefully observed the expressions of the Second-tier Affiliated Enterprises and Third-tier Affiliated Enterprises' responsible persons. First-Level Associated Enterprises are very hard to leave the West River Association, they enjoyed massive power, obtained corresponding preferential treatment, so the cost of breaking association is also higher. In fact, if not for the West Continent's orders, more than half of the First-Level Associated Enterprises would go bankrupt, they just built new factories, purchased new machines, recruited new workers... so Fu Polin's loan pressure tactics could achieve miraculous effect.

Of course, due to the East Sea Fleet explosion case, it has now indeed become "miraculous effect".

Starting from the First-Level Associated Enterprises, each responsible person came forward alone to sign.

To take back their Gold Vouchers, the Central Bank paid cash without the slightest stinginess. Due to uncertainty about the future, most of them retained a portion of cash.

Chen Yi also didn't require all to exchange back. He doesn't lack money now, just maintains the affiliated enterprises' closeness.

When it came to the Second-tier Affiliated Enterprise Zhongyuan Group, this responsible person asked in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, heard Jiangning Bank has been redeeming gold, what if there's no more gold?"

"If gold is gone, that's my debt." Chen Yi answered extremely affirmatively, and added: "Actually, don't know if you noticed today, I've already opened up the Gold Bond sales volume and redemption volume, but almost no one redeems, a whole morning down, not even 50 million."

All enterprises instantly discussed in shock and doubt.

Sweeping up several billion in one breath, Chen Yi patted his belly, laughing: "Everyone, if any bank wants to purchase Gold Bonds from you, no problem, just inform me."

"Dare not dare not..."

"I'm serious." Chen Yi interrupted a certain gentleman's humility.

Downstairs are all characters cunning as cats, for a moment associations all enriched.

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