"You can't buy anything with ordinary bills in the market now. You have to use a batch of tickets."

House's eyes were full of confusion: "I've been sick recently and I'm not sure, approval slip? What is an approval slip?"

"Hey, it's just about paying someone to buy a specific ticket. For example, if you want to buy coal, you can go directly to the coal yard sales department to buy a ticket, and then use the ticket to pick up the coal."

"And the bill?"

"Of course you have to give them the receipt! But it must be accompanied by a note. If you bring the receipt without a note, they won't sell it to you."

"Civilian tickets are now used like this, only industrial tickets can be exchanged for real things."

"But no matter what, the prices of food and coal are cheaper now than before. Her Majesty is really a good person. It's just that those who have no money suffer~"

Chapter 167 Three shots in the back count as suicide~

"Oh!"

The door of the police chief's office was kicked open, and Deputy Chief Frank rushed in angrily: "Did you intercept and investigate the mass suicide case and the murder case?"

"What do you mean by stop? Let me remind you again, there is only a suicide case and no murder for hire. These are not the same case. Isn't it nonsense to combine the investigations?"

Frank leaned his hands on the large desk and stared down at Director Arnel who was sitting on the sofa chair:

"I'm investigating a suicide case and you're interfering. I'm investigating a murder case and you're interfering. It's really interesting, Arnel. Are you afraid that I'll find some evidence?"

Looking at the open door, Arnel's faint crow's feet outlined a half-smile:

'What a joke! I have nothing to fear. I am your captain and I am correcting your illegal behavior! Get out.'

"Shot three times in the back is suicide? Arnel! You're just pretending!"

"If you have nothing to do with these things, all my work over the years would be in vain! You dare to cover up such a case, how dare you sit here facing the party emblem! Facing the portrait of Her Majesty the Queen! Are you still a human being?"

Arnel could no longer maintain his expression, his eyes behind the golden glasses flashed with a sharp light, and he punched out: "Fuck you!"

"I have already reported you to the Inspectorate, and the paperwork is on the way. You have been suspended, now! Immediately! Get out!"

"Two people come in right now and take him out! He's an unlucky creature."

Frank got up from the ground, stared at Arnel, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pushed away the colleague who was about to drag him away, and walked out:

"Even if this layer of clothes is taken off, I won't give up. Let's wait and see!"

Arnel looked coldly at Frank's receding back, a murderous intent surged in his heart, but he seemed to have thought of something and then restrained himself.

The door had been kicked in, so Arnel returned home to work. He connected the magic communication in the study compartment. When he saw a familiar face, Arnel said:

"His reaction is the same as we expected. Now I have basically solved the hidden danger. The rest is up to you."

"Very good! You are the last one here. As long as there is no case, it will not be beyond our control. Now the only one left is that stubborn deputy governor. Damn it, sometimes I really want to shoot him!"

"Don't be impulsive! He has no evidence and no real power. There's no need to fight him to the death. Just let the gentleman transfer him away."

"It's probably not possible to transfer him away. We are trying to find a way to get his family members and relatives involved. As long as there are enough of them, sir will send him in to prevent future troubles."

"After this incident, there will be a vacancy above, and the master is more interested in you. Congratulations in advance."

"No, no, there's still no trace of it."

After ending the call, Arnel sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, calculating how long it would take for the profits he had obtained to be cashed in overseas.

There was a knock on the study door, and a trace of disgust flashed in Arnel's eyes: "Come in."

His wife came in with a bowl of nourishing soup and said softly, "You should take a break on time even when you are working. The soup I made for you can relieve your old headache."

Arnel smiled and took it: "Well, thank you for your hard work."

"I'm not tired at all, you are the one who is tired. Remember to take a rest after drinking, don't be so tired."

"it is good."

The smile on Arnel's face slowly disappeared only after the woman closed the door. His wife was not beautiful, but she was very good-looking and had a gentle personality. She had raised their daughter very well.

But these are not what he wanted

She was not beautiful enough, nor did she give birth to a son for him. The only thing that could be considered helpful to him was that she was one of the first women in the kingdom to join the army.

The huge political bonus weakened the negative impact of his background and paved the way for his political career, which was also the thing he despised the most: how could a woman born in poverty be so presentable?

But this is enough, there will naturally be other women to fill in for him in other aspects.

In the state propaganda department's office, Thatcher looked at the propaganda report in her hand, but her mind had already gone elsewhere.

He was originally the deputy mayor of another state. Later, due to his outstanding performance in administration, he was promoted and transferred to New South Wales after its merger with New South Wales. He completed a multi-level leap and jumped to the deputy state level.

This should have been a huge reward to prove his achievements, but who could have imagined that after the specific appointment was made, he, who was in charge of financial investment promotion, was assigned to the propaganda department, a typical promotion in name only and demotion in reality.

This was extremely inconsistent with the job reassignment revealed by his old leader, and he had reason to suspect that someone had tampered with his work at some stage.

After arriving in the new state, he felt more and more that something was wrong. As a veteran in finance, he had a deep understanding of the specific operating logic of the Union State.

Generally speaking, after the specific commercial project plan is finalized, investment promotion and investment attraction are carried out in parallel, with investment promotion as the main focus.

Xinzhou needs financial investment for development to support local enterprises, of which the central government of the alliance will provide the bulk, while the local governments will provide the remaining funds.

With funds allocated by the central government, plus the planned land and policy preferences invested by the local governments themselves, and by merging the local existing workshops and factories to grasp the technology, and finally adding the trade unions and the tax bureau, the structure of a company is basically set up.

The next step is to figure out how to sell our products to markets in other states and how to cooperate with chambers of commerce or companies in other regions to smoothly integrate into the alliance's large market economic chain.

But the strange thing about the new state he is in now is that the main direction of the entire leadership team is to attract investment, that is, to attract foreign investment to buy shares in new factories and new companies in the state.

It is not impossible to do so, because some states simply have no resources and can only run OEM factories or something. Media has not completely restricted cross-state investment.

But this degree needs to be determined by the state itself, and the foreign investment quota given by Anchorage New South Wales is 100%.

The money given by the central government has not been touched, and the government has been discussing investments in various new projects with businessmen from Alos, Memrotoh and the capital of the alliance.

After the specific plan came out, there was no place for local enterprises at all. All resources were taken up by domestic and foreign joint ventures, and the process of large-scale tax reductions and exemptions to support local enterprises was still followed.

Therefore, every time a plan was discussed collectively at a state meeting, many officials, including Thatcher, refused to sign it, preventing the plan from being implemented.

During the argument at the meeting, Thatcher said: "History has only given Ankergas this one chance! If you miss it, you will never get it again!"

Once this thing is signed, it will be difficult to see a local enterprise rise in Anchorage in the future. Such a degree of exemption plus the mature industrial chain is enough to destroy all new small factories and small businesses.

However, most of the old factories have been demolished at some point, and a large number of workers are unemployed, which has put them in a passive situation.

But after a while he began to sense that something was not right in other aspects, as every time there was a vote other than his, there would be a portion of voters in favor.

The arm cannot twist the thigh

The tax group is allocated to increase or decrease team members according to the specific level of the factory, so a clear factory company size document is required. The same is true for the workers' union. Only with workers can the union take effect.

The new project has been delayed and construction has been unable to start, so the workers' union and the tax team deployed by the central government are naturally out of the question.

Carrying this is equivalent to blocking everyone's way, and the pressure he faces is very great.

Chapter 168 Collapse of Corruption

He got annoyed when he thought too much, and he didn't know how long he could oppose. Moreover, every opposition only increased the dissatisfaction of other leaders with him. If he continued like this, he would probably be finished.

He asked his secretary to prepare the car and planned to go to the countryside to do some publicity work, which would also help him calm down.

Halfway through the journey, he looked back and saw two cars following behind him. He asked the secretary who was driving, "Why are there cars following us?"

"Hey, boss, everyone needs to report when they go out and pick up the car. They will write down what they are going to do. They are the guards assigned to you to ensure your safety."

Thatcher's eyes became deep, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly asked, "Is there any way to get rid of them?"

'That... should work, but you'll probably have to get off the bus.'

"Well, just do as you say."

The secretary wanted to ask why they did this, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was better not to ask, so he gave a direct affirmative answer.

Every leader is equipped with a secretary who is retired from the army. In addition to their good physical skills, they also have many professional skills and are basically very tight-lipped.

After receiving the instructions, the secretary began his own operations, turning left and right in the city.

He felt that besides confidence in his own skills, what was more important in getting rid of the opponent was that his car was good enough.

Beneath the plain exterior of every leader's car lies a performance beast, and the low profile is only to increase the confusion.

Relying on the performance advantage, the secretary quickly drove the car to a secret place and pulled Thatcher out of the car, wandering in the crooked alleys. By the time the guards behind discovered the car, the two had already boarded the bus to the countryside.

Moreover, under Thatcher's instructions, the two men went in the opposite direction of the planned direction, leaving no chance for them to be tracked down.

Thatcher felt that she had been too obedient since arriving in New South Wales and felt restricted everywhere. She decided to change her mindset and go on a secret visit.

He immediately found a village and got off the car, and the two of them walked into the village, one step deep and one step shallow.

In the past, rural areas were very xenophobic, but because Ankegas was in a state of disrepair and had been visited by a large number of construction teams and migrant workers looking for opportunities, they became immune to outsiders after seeing them so many times.

They just looked at the two strangers, asked a few questions and that was it.

In order to do her job well, Thatcher learned the local dialect and could speak a few words of it with some fluent English.

I knocked on the door of one of the villagers' houses, which looked relatively simple.

He did not mention his specific position, but just said that he came to the village to see whether the policies posted at the entrance of the village had been implemented in detail.

This was the job of the civil servants, and random checks would be conducted from time to time throughout the alliance. The villagers had seen it so many times that they were no longer surprised. They didn't know much else, but they knew that whenever such people came, their village would always get some benefits, so they welcomed them into the house with a smile.

Sitting in the fellow villager's house, seeing the stove burning by the wall, Thatcher smiled faintly and asked, "Is the coal good, fellow villager?"

The woman who was adding coal replied casually: "Coal is good, it can burn for a long time, but it is a bit expensive if you use too much, firewood is much cheaper."

There was no special emotion in her tone, just the normal shrewdness of rural women. They always found ways to make their lives more comfortable.

Thatcher didn't react at first, but he quickly grasped the key point and asked in confusion: "It's a bit expensive? Doesn't the government issue bills for free? Is it because the monthly quota is not enough?"

The woman looked at her husband who was sitting next to her smoking with some doubts. The man looked a little confused: "There is no such thing as free stuff in this world. The people in the coal yard said that the free stuff written in the government notice does not include any additional charges. They only charge the cost price. They let us take the receipt and buy a slip to buy coal. The price is not very expensive."

"It's just that we don't have enough money. Food, oil, cotton and salt all cost money, so we can only buy less coal."

The function of bills is not only to exchange materials. The recovered bills themselves have value. These bills are used to reconcile accounts with the central government. The more bills there are, the more subsidies will be given.

In other words, some people are taking advantage of the misunderstanding of the policy to make double money.

It is not easy to do this, and the alliance is not stupid. In addition to verifying the authenticity of the bills, they also have to check whether the use of the bills is consistent with the materials.

Together with the police department and the procuratorate under the central government, the four powers are independent and not subordinate to each other.

The court requires submission of materials or major cases to initiate its own procedures. Normally, medium and low-level cases are handled by the local branches themselves.

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