Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 949 What do you think the goal is

"Okay, okay, okay. It's good to put the overall situation first." Boss Dai suddenly laughed.

Zheng Jiemin felt a sudden pang in his heart when he looked at Boss Dai's expression.

Did what I said cause Boss Dai's dissatisfaction?

"Yaoquan, you are right, she is just a woman."

"If the God of Wealth wants, I can find him hundreds or eighty."

"But do you really think this is a woman's thing?"

Boss Dai said in a deep voice: "He is testing my bottom line and asking me not to interfere with his actions."

Zheng Jiemin frowned and said, "Director, it may not be as serious as you think. The position of the God of Wealth is very important. He must have his own considerations."

Boss Dai narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes, the God of Wealth has come to this point and it is no longer under our control."

"As long as his heart is still with the party and the country, I don't care what he does."

Zheng Jiemin seemed to hear the helplessness in Boss Dai's tone and whispered, "Director, do you need to ask Xie Wengong to knock on the door?"

"Yaoquan, don't..." Boss Dai exhaled a breath of foul air and said calmly: "We must not let Xie Wengong know about the God of Wealth."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that Cai Shen will wipe out the entire South China intelligence network in order to protect himself."

"Don't you see the way he does things now and the power he has? Frankly speaking, in terms of means, he is no less than you and me."

"If the God of Wealth can successfully return to Shancheng one day, I'm afraid I'll have to give my position to him."

"A fool like Xie Wengong can't beat him."

Zheng Jiemin was startled and said quickly, "You are too kind, Mr. Bureau Chief. The God of Wealth is not that kind of person."

Boss Dai smiled and said, "Yaoquan, you don't have to speak for him."

"Over the years, we have watched him grow step by step. In terms of intelligence, among the people I have met, only Mao Qiwu can compete with him."

"Moreover, his abilities are far superior to Mao Qiwu's. If the Military Control Commission is handed over to him, our brothers will have a good ending in the future."

"Originally I wanted you to take my place."

"What a pity, your mind is not on this at all, otherwise, you would be a good candidate."

Zheng Jiemin didn't dare to respond, and he didn't know why Boss Dai suddenly started to lament about the future of the Military Control Commission...

United States, White House.

Mr. Hull arrived at the office door quickly after receiving the president's call.

The secretary at the door saw Hull coming and immediately came forward and said, "Mr. Hull, the president doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Please be careful with your words later."

"What happened?" Hull was a little surprised.

"Before you came, Secretary Henry Jr. of the Treasury had just met with the President, and he brought some requests from the Chinese government."

"The president was very angry after reading it..."

"It's Wang Chonghui and Minister Song again? What are they doing?" Hull quickly guessed who the culprit was, but he still didn't take it seriously.

What can the Chinese government do? Just ask us for some aid and loans. This shouldn't make the President angry.

Without thinking too much, Hull pushed open the office door and walked in.

Just as the secretary said, the President's face was obviously not very good at this moment.

"Hull, you're here." The President was not in a position to stand up, but he still said it politely.

"Mr. President, I have some bad news for you."

Hull said in a deep voice: "General Marshall proposed that General Mac evacuate the Philippines as soon as possible."

"But this action still requires your signature."

The president was slightly stunned, and said with some displeasure: "The Japanese haven't even reached the Philippines yet, and Mike wants to withdraw? How can you ask me to sign such a document?"

"Hull, you also know what the Japanese did to us this time."

"From New York to Chicago and Washington, their shells destroyed almost half of our industrial facilities, causing us heavy losses."

"The anti-war sentiment against Japan was very high throughout the country, and a commander was withdrawing before fighting."

"Isn't this a disguised admission that our troops cannot defeat those Japanese?"

Hull agreed with the President's words from the bottom of his heart. The United States has been tortured into this state by the Japanese.

If Mike retreats without fighting, it will be a huge blow to morale and people will question their strength.

Perhaps those congressmen who are clamoring for peace will start taking to the streets again, raising slogans against the war and trying to win over the people.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Mr. President, is there something you asked me to come here for today?"

The President sighed and handed the report from Henry Morgenthau Jr. to Hull.

"Fifty million dollars in aid, plus a loan of $500 million. Is the Chinese government crazy or are we crazy?"

Hull's jaw almost dropped when he read the words in the report.

Chinese Ambassador to the United States Wang Chonghui and Chinese Finance Minister Song actually made such excessive demands to the United States.

You know, before this, their proposal of 30 million US dollars in material aid and 100 million US dollars in loans had already put the President in an awkward position.

Now, they have increased the amount five times, do they think we are fat sheep?

The President sighed and said, "The Chinese have won an unprecedented victory on the battlefield. They believe that their army can definitely hold back the Japanese. What they lack is only weapons and financial support."

"If we are willing to provide a large amount of funds and weapons, their achievements can continue to expand."

"Now in Asia, only China can resist the Japanese, so Henry hopes that I can consider it."

Secretary of the Treasury Henry Morgenthau Jr. was a good friend of the President and a very successful politician.

If even he supported it, Hull didn't know what to suggest for a moment.

"By the way, Henry also told me something very interesting."

The president turned his wheelchair and said to Hull, "Recently, a group of European investors came. With their large amount of funds and gold reserves, they have acquired sixteen banks."

"Moreover, this number is still rising. According to the CIA report, the boss behind the scenes is George, a French nobleman. His pharmaceutical company has very deep cooperative relationships with the Morgan Consortium, Pfizer, and SmithKline."

"I don't quite understand why a pharmaceutical company would suddenly become interested in finance."

“And their funding is deeper than we thought.”

"Hael, what do you think their goal will be?"

Mr. Hull did not understand what the president wanted to say for a moment, but looking at the president's solemn expression, Mr. Hull seemed to understand what he meant.

"Mr. President, you mean the stock market?"