Chapter 461 Three Ways and Bottom-Up Vision(2/2)
????????"No, no, no, this is not only a political issue, but also an economic issue. The economic base determines the superstructure. Without the economic base, all the so-called beautiful enjoyment and design are empty talk. I just want to
Let me hear how you view the future development direction of this society from a businessman's perspective." Old Bu smiled and said, "You can say whatever you want, these are our private conversations."
?????????"Okay, okay." Sean sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, turned to look at Xiaobu who had been listening next to him, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Little Bu
Go, give me a cup of coffee, brother!"
???????Xiao Bu was stunned for a moment, muttered something, got up and slapped Sean on the back, then turned around and walked out. Old Bu looked at it and laughed.
???????? He is quite satisfied with the relationship between Sean and his son. Although this friendship is also mixed with interests, after all, it was established early enough, and there is still some real affection in it.
????????Binding interests earlier, when Xiaobu enters the political arena in the future, Sean can be of great help.
????????After a while, Xiao Bu opened the door and came in. He put the coffee next to Sean angrily, "Let the son of the President of the United States pour you coffee, can you drink it?"
??????? Sean held it up and lowered his head to smell it, as if he was intoxicated, "Well, the smell is unique and rich."
After laughing for a while, Sean began to speak, "It's a bit scattered. Uncle Bush, just listen to it."
"From my point of view, the United States must have dominated global society in the past thirty years, and I can't sustain it for much longer." Sean said after a moment's thought.
?????????"Oh, what do you mean, why are you so judgmental? Tell me quickly." As soon as he heard that Lao Maozi was going to finish the job, Lao Bu immediately sat up straight. He really liked hearing this. If Lao Maozi
After his tenure is over, the credit will fall on his head.
"You prefer to look at problems from a political perspective, looking from top to bottom, focusing on high-level dynamics, while I look at issues from a bottom-up perspective, from the bottom of society." Sean
explained.
?????????The Bu family father and son nodded, the mafia started, I understand, the angle is indeed novel!
????????This kind of talent has not appeared in the backstage teams of previous presidents, so no one looks at it from this perspective
???????See the question.
"Theoretically, it is impossible for gangs to appear under the current high-pressure management of Maozi, but now they have appeared. In addition to operating traditional industries, they have also developed a black market business."
????????Bu family father and son: It’s okay to run a traditional industry!
?????????"The scale of the black market in Maozi is very large now. There are two main routes, starting from Suifenhe, Fuyuan, Manzhouli in the east, and all the way west along the Siberian Railway. This has spawned a black market in the east.
It’s a job called a trespasser. You start from the east with big bags and small bags of things, and you can basically sell everything in your hand halfway.”
"One line goes through the Baltic Sea, entering from St. Petersburg and mainly selling to the northern region of Laomaozi."
?????????"How can we tell that they are going to die?" Lao Bu asked puzzledly, they are just gangsters, reselling things to make money, is this commonplace?
????????Which American city doesn’t have gangs!
"Judging from three aspects." Sean also raised three fingers and said: "First, the things sold, these things that entered Lao Maozi's territory through illegal channels are not of high value.
The luxury goods are mainly the least valuable light industrial products and food products.”…
????????"From kitchen supplies to daily necessities, from clothing, shoes and hats to cotton-padded clothes and trousers, from canned meat to rice flour."
????????"Depending on how much stuff one person can carry, this industry has still been spawned. This shows how powerful it is, and it also shows how lacking Lao Maozi's side is in light industry, textiles, and food."
"And their transactions do not use currency. In most cases, they are barter. What does this mean? It means that currency has lost its function, lost credibility, and collapsed!"
"
"But if a political system cannot even provide food and clothing for the people, then it is self-evident what will happen." Sean said, spreading his hands.
????????The Bu family father and son looked at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment.
Of course they understand what it means, but they really don’t know that the people under Lao Maozi don’t even have enough to eat!
????????The United States has limited intelligence capabilities in the homes of its Cold War opponents. Its limited resources are placed in Moscow and high-level officials. How can it possibly send intelligence personnel to unimportant small towns or rural areas, let alone
He said he was going to Siberia, which is vast and sparsely populated.
????????There are not many people in the place, and everyone can be said to know everyone. As soon as outsiders enter, they will be discovered immediately, and they are going to die!
????????Besides, the intelligence department has given such a large amount of funds, and the intelligence brought back by others is all fake. What you brought back is a group of treacherous people. Haha, the intelligence department also has to assess KPIs.
ah!
"Let's talk about the second reason, the black market." Sean took a sip of coffee to clear his throat and said: "The black market I'm talking about is different from the black market you think. I don't mean that somewhere in the city
Those established locally to sell contraband items are called black markets.”
?????????"Selling some guns and ammunition, selling some drugs, etc., that's called gang trading at most, and has nothing to do with the black market."
?????????"The black market, the market in the dark, the market is the point."
"The market naturally sells everything, including food, sugar, tobacco, alcohol, and clothing...from food, clothing, and daily necessities to foreign exchange, technology, and equipment. They even sell people."
They’re all for sale!”
?????????"This is called the black market!"
"A big country, a truly global power, will only have black markets during times of war and when supplies are scarce. The last time it was World War II, black markets were prevalent in European countries."
????????Old Bu's face was very serious, his brows furrowed tightly. He didn't know whether this judgment, which was completely unsupported by theoretical data, was correct. He had never been exposed to it, but it sounded really convincing.
What's more, he believed that Sean would not lie to him.
????????A successful person, what he says must be correct.
???????Obviously Sean is a successful person, he successfully started his career in the Mafia and successfully washed his hands of the crime.
?????????Old Boo knows that Sean is still secretly controlling the largest mafia force in the United States and has great influence on the drug trading market in South America.
"The last point is the complete corruption at the grassroots level." Sean continued: "As a whole, whether the upper level is corrupt or not is not really a big problem. After all,
????????There are only a few people at the top, how long can they stay in that position, and what about the president, who has been gone for 8 years."
"But the grassroots are different. Most of the time, grassroots work for a lifetime, and many times their children or relatives and friends will continue to work in their position."
?????????"Once the grassroots is completely corrupt, then..." Sean shook his head and said with certainty: "No matter how tall or magnificent a building is, if the grassroots is broken, then it is only one step away from complete collapse.
Not far away.”…
"The formation of the black market, the collapse of currency credit, and the lack of consumer goods all took place because the grassroots was rotten, from the officers and soldiers at the border to the police, officials, and train station services everywhere.
People, workers coming to the factory, leadership, everyone is involved."
"Now Lao Maozi still looks like a ferocious polar bear on the outside. In fact, he has completely rotted inside and is only an empty frame. He is only a slight push away from collapse."
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"I'm sure this won't happen for long. Now even the Russians can't afford to eat, let alone other ethnic groups in the Soviet Union. The situation is even more serious in Central Asia, and in the Caucasus. This kind of
The intelligence agencies will not go to poor areas, and the situation is beyond your imagination."
?????????"Crash is right in front of us!" Sean said decisively.
????????Isn’t that right? It will be 90 years soon and the countdown to disintegration has begun. Of course Sean is sure of it.
????????"Okay, okay." Old Bu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. This was the first time he looked at the problem from bottom to top. He received a lot of information at once, "I've got this matter.
If someone has to investigate carefully, we don’t know what the people in the intelligence department do for a living, and what the analysis department does for a living!”
?????????Old Bu is really a little angry!
????????The information collected by intelligence agencies naturally also includes economic data, which actually also reflects some problems.
????????However, those are all hidden in cold data. Even after the war, people look at the casualty figures, but in fact they don’t feel much and they don’t pay much attention.
????????The same is true for them.
????????Standing too high, you can’t see what’s underneath.
????????You can’t even see it from your own country, let alone other countries.
??????? Sean shrugged and said nothing. This has always been the case since ancient times.
"That's it. Thank you Uncle Bush for the hospitality today. I have to worry about the umbrella." Sean stood up with a smile. He knew that Bush would have to work overtime again tonight...
????????Well, maybe it’s not just Lao Bu who works overtime, but also many departments, sin, sin.
????????It’s really not easy for you to be quite old.
"Haha, Sean, you don't have to be polite to me, let Xiao Bu see you off. Don't worry, someone will contact you soon to cooperate with you." Old Bu stood up with a smile.
Come and say.
"Well, thank you." Sean stepped out and suddenly stopped when he reached the door. "By the way, if possible, help me check this matter out."
Who else is pushing besides Dai Ying? They are just provoking at most, and they will definitely not end up personally. I don’t think it will be Ah San, they..."
?????????"If he had this courage and ability to act, he would have risen thousands of years ago."
????????"Okay, I'll ask the CIA to follow up." Old Bu smiled and nodded, it was just a small problem.
After saying goodbye to Mrs. Boo, Sean and Xiao Boo got into the car together. They hadn’t seen each other for a long time. After talking about work matters, the rest was entertainment time.
?????????In the car, Xiao Bu smiled and joked: "You are using this for public use only."
?????????"How can this be called private use of a public weapon!" Sean suddenly raised his voice, "I have shed blood for the United States, and I have made contributions to the United States!"
????????"Besides, how can it be called private use when it comes to capitalists..."
????????For a time, the car was filled with happy air.
Chapter completed!