"Loans, loosening financial policies, what else can I do besides these?" Christopher spread his hands, tilted his head, and looked at Isaacs with a questioning look on his face.
After hearing the same old trick, Isaacs put out his cigarette, held the cigarette butt in his hand, looked out the window, and said slowly:
"I think we can work together."
Christopher became interested. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it, puffed on it for a while, and blew the smoke towards Isaacs: "How do we cooperate?"
"I'll get you a list of names, and you can ask your people to get me some interest-free loans."
Before Christopher could answer, Isaacs corrected him:
"The kind that borrows and doesn't return."
"How much will I get?" Christophe did not worry about whether to pay the money back or not. Instead, he exhaled a puff of smoke and asked the question he wanted to ask most.
As soon as he finished asking, Isaacs raised three fingers:
"As long as you arrange those things, I'll give you 30% of the work. As for how to manage and arrange the whole process, you don't need to worry about it."
After thinking for a moment, Christopher nodded and agreed to this matter: "Okay."
"Let's go and send Minister Isaacs back first."
After receiving the order, the driver gently turned the key and tapped his toes, and the vehicle slowly drove out of the parking lot and headed towards the Ministry of Finance building.
In Odebiao's office, he stood by the window and watched the car go away until it disappeared from his sight. Then he retracted his gaze, walked away from the window, returned to the back of the office, looked at the few people who appeared in front of the desk and asked:
"My dear generals, America is in the most dangerous time. Now, I need your advice."
"My soldiers, are you ready?"
In front of his desk were three people.
Two were standing and one was sitting.
The two people standing are Bud and Dana, and the person sitting is Hanks.
After hearing what Odebiao said, the three of them naturally raised their hands and saluted:
"My Mr. President, we are always ready."
The answers were very neat and sonorous. Odebiao was very satisfied. He nodded, interlaced his index fingers, and gently placed them on the table. Then he leaned forward and said softly with a little sense of oppression:
"I just spoke to Treasury Secretary Isaacs and the head of the Federal Reserve System, Christopher."
"Next, a financial crisis will surely break out."
"And Isaacs and Christopher, based on their responsibilities and from their own perspectives, proposed ways to solve the financial crisis."
"Now, I need you to come up with a solution to the financial crisis from the perspective of a soldier."
hiss--
There was a gasp in the empty office, and Hanks and the other two looked at each other, confusion in their eyes.
What does it mean to propose a solution to the financial crisis from a military perspective?
How could this person be so shameless?
If you want to start a war and use war to solve the problem, just say it clearly and say that you are proposing ways to solve the financial crisis from a military perspective.
Neuropathy.
The three of them exchanged a quick look, and finally, Dana and Bud each took a step back and handed the home court to Hanks.
He took a deep breath and said softly, "My dear Mr. President, according to the investigation of the CIA and the Central Theater Intelligence Department."
“The people who planned to attack you this time are mainly Kurdish forces in northern Syria.”
"But behind this Kurdish armed group are Syria, Iran, and al-Qaeda hiding in Pakistan."
"They blatantly launched an attack on Christmas Day while destroying Arlington Cemetery, which is an insult to America and an insult to American soldiers."
"We shouldn't forgive them!"
Having said this, Hanks suddenly straightened his back, his eyes revealing a look of forbearance and determination, and he raised his right arm and saluted.
Odebiao was not a fool, so he could naturally understand what Hanks meant.
To be a teacher you must have a legitimate reason, and that’s what fame is.
He also stood up, straightened his body, and returned the military salute to Odebiao.
"General Hanks, as President of America, I appoint you as the commander-in-chief of this operation!"
"I hope you can seek justice for the soldiers buried in Arlington Cemetery!"
After saying that, he sat down, pulled out a blank piece of paper from the side, and started writing instructions on the paper with a pen.
A few minutes later, after the instructions were written, he called his chief of staff and handed the document to him, asking him to make it into a formal document.
Half an hour later, Odbiao held the document in his hand and handed it solemnly to Hanks.
Two hours later, the American Secretary of State addressed the General Assembly:
"Kurdish militants planned this attack, Syria must be held accountable!"
"If Syria doesn't take responsibility, then we will fight until it does."
During the Secretary of State's speech, the countdown to 2005 returned to zero and officially entered 2006.
Amid the falling snow, the American economic rescue plan led by Odebiao officially began.
The Federal Reserve dropped several bombshells on January 1, 2006.
The first is to lower the US dollar interest rate, lowering the loan threshold.
Then there is a series of support policies for enterprises of various levels.
Finally, the repayment period of various loans will be postponed, and the interest rates will be lowered at the same time.
Looking at these policies issued by the Federal Savings System, the business owners who were standing on the rooftop and ready to jump off the building retracted their steps, straightened their clothes, dressed themselves up like adults again, sorted out their documents, and happily ran to the nearest bank.
…………
Bank of America is not a state-owned bank in America, but a private joint-stock commercial bank.
It is also the second largest commercial bank in America. Compared with JPMorgan Chase, which ranks first, the advantage of America Bank is its numerous branches and convenient services.
Based on these branches throughout America, AmericaBank offers a wide range of business, from personal loans to corporate loans.
In addition to America, American Bank also has many branches internationally.
Therefore, many individuals, from small businesses to multinational corporations, prefer to do business with American Bank.
American Bank San Francisco branch headquarters in San Francisco.
Brandon McKinley waited anxiously in front of the America Bank loan office, holding company documents in his hands.
From time to time, he stood on tiptoe, looking past the people in front of him and down at the closed door of the business office.
Seeing that the door was still closed, he sighed, retracted his head and continued waiting.
His company's main business scope is the manufacture and sale of some small household appliances.
In the past, small household appliances were either ugly or had poor functions.
And it's difficult to use.
After smashing the sixth kettle, he decided to start a business and make small household appliances that were more beautiful, better performing and easier to use.
After spending all his father's savings, he decisively chose to take out a loan.
However, his loan has not been approved because the bank does not think that his small appliances have a better market and believes that he is not competitive. Even if he can borrow the money, he will not be able to repay it.
However, to make matters worse, his factory was set on fire.
Although the fire did not burn out completely, it did burn some equipment, which was damaged, making his loan application even more difficult.
In the new year, he plans to sell the factory and the equipment, stop losses in time, and then find a class to attend.
But early in the morning, he heard the sound coming from the TV.
The loan threshold has been lowered!
Loan interest rates have also been reduced!
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
There are also a series of support policies for small and medium-sized enterprises!
Perfect!
Upon hearing the news, he quickly printed out a new copy of the loan application documents, stamped it again, signed his name again, held it in his arms, and prepared to go through the process again.
When he stood on tiptoe for who knows how many times, the door of the office in front of him opened, and a young and beautiful woman walked out of the office. She smiled at the people outside and shouted:
"No. 71 to No. 75, please come in!"
Brandon quickly lowered his head. The ticket in his hand was number 75.
He let out a long breath, followed the four people in front of him into the office, and then, under the guidance of the beautiful woman, walked to workbench No. 5.
Sitting down at the workbench, he smiled at the person behind the desk and handed over the documents with both hands.
The loan officer took the document, flipped it open, quickly scanned it, put it down, and pushed it back to Brandon with an expressionless face:
"Sir, we cannot process your loan!"
"Ah?" Brandon was confused after his loan was rejected again. He was so confused that he even forgot to speak. He blinked and gestured with his hands for a long time but didn't say a word.
Just as the staff was about to call the number, he finally asked the question:
"Why?"
"You don't meet the requirements!" The staff member didn't even raise his head and continued typing on the keyboard in front of him.
Hearing this, Brandon immediately became angry, stood up, slammed his hands on the table, and stared at the person in front of him:
"I read the official documents jointly issued by the Federal Reserve System and the Ministry of Finance one by one, and I confirmed that I met the criteria, so I came to apply for a loan."
“Why did you give me a no?”
The roar attracted the attention of other people in the office, and they turned their heads and looked at Brandon curiously.
The staff at the back of the office, after noticing these gazes, raised his hands and rubbed his temples, and said softly:
"According to the documents sent by the Federal Reserve System and the Treasury Department, you do meet the requirements."
"But we, Bank of America, are the bank that actually does the execution, and we need to review your information."
"I found your information in the system database. According to the investigation of the return visit personnel, your factory does not meet the requirements."
"The reason why it doesn't meet the requirements is that your factory doesn't employ enough women. It's just a little short of that, but it still doesn't meet the requirements."
“It’s that simple!”
After hearing this reason, Brandon opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time.
He stood there at a loss, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
When the staff pushed the document in front of him, he finally came to his senses, returned the document, and pleaded softly:
"Please, my factory really needs this money. As long as this money arrives, my factory can continue."
"Only if the factory survives can I hire more female workers."
“Help me!”
The file was quickly pushed back, and at the same time, the staff's ruthless voice sounded again:
"Mr. Brandon, this is America. America is a capitalist country."
"In capitalist countries, we only talk about the terms and conditions. According to our standards, if you don't hire enough female workers, you don't meet the requirements."
"Don't tell me about humanitarianism, and you don't have to beg me!"
"Next!"
As soon as the staff member finished speaking, the office door was pushed open, and then several people in suits walked into the office.
The person walking in front had the Bank of America logo clearly displayed on his left chest.
The man looked up, then respectfully led the people to workbench No. 5 and directly instructed the staff at workbench No. 5:
"You and Mr. Stanley's secretary, take care of the loan business. It's a $20 million interest-free loan, arranged by Washington, and it must be disbursed within two hours."
"Mr. Stanley and I will go first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man walked out of the office with another person, and the few people who stayed behind pushed Brandon away unreasonably and let the person in the middle carrying the briefcase sit in front of workbench No. 5.
The man then pulled out a document from his briefcase and handed it over.
The bank staff member didn't even look at them. He picked up the seal and the document and started stamping them. After stamping, he took out a brown paper bag and put the documents in it.
Then start the process.
Brandon wanted to curse, but in the end, he swallowed the words back.
He picked up the documents and left in disgrace.
He walked out of the bank and looked up at the sky. It was gloomy, just like his mood.
Taking a deep breath, he prepared to try his luck at other banks, but before he could take a step, he heard a voice from the side:
"The banks under JPMorgan Chase are also full of trouble. They just find all kinds of reasons not to provide loans."
"It's the same with Citibank. I just came from there, and they even said that the amount of exercise each month was not enough and did not meet their requirements."
"The reason I got was even more bizarre. They said we were not environmentally friendly and did not plant trees every year."
Hearing these words, Brandon looked down at the document in his hand, and then he remembered the reason he had just heard.
After thinking for a while, he threw the documents into the trash can, put his hands in his pockets, bent over, lowered his head, and walked towards home step by step.
Got to find a job.
If you can’t find it in China, go abroad.
If all else fails, pick up a gun and start your own business.
After hearing the same old trick, Isaacs put out his cigarette, held the cigarette butt in his hand, looked out the window, and said slowly:
"I think we can work together."
Christopher became interested. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it, puffed on it for a while, and blew the smoke towards Isaacs: "How do we cooperate?"
"I'll get you a list of names, and you can ask your people to get me some interest-free loans."
Before Christopher could answer, Isaacs corrected him:
"The kind that borrows and doesn't return."
"How much will I get?" Christophe did not worry about whether to pay the money back or not. Instead, he exhaled a puff of smoke and asked the question he wanted to ask most.
As soon as he finished asking, Isaacs raised three fingers:
"As long as you arrange those things, I'll give you 30% of the work. As for how to manage and arrange the whole process, you don't need to worry about it."
After thinking for a moment, Christopher nodded and agreed to this matter: "Okay."
"Let's go and send Minister Isaacs back first."
After receiving the order, the driver gently turned the key and tapped his toes, and the vehicle slowly drove out of the parking lot and headed towards the Ministry of Finance building.
In Odebiao's office, he stood by the window and watched the car go away until it disappeared from his sight. Then he retracted his gaze, walked away from the window, returned to the back of the office, looked at the few people who appeared in front of the desk and asked:
"My dear generals, America is in the most dangerous time. Now, I need your advice."
"My soldiers, are you ready?"
In front of his desk were three people.
Two were standing and one was sitting.
The two people standing are Bud and Dana, and the person sitting is Hanks.
After hearing what Odebiao said, the three of them naturally raised their hands and saluted:
"My Mr. President, we are always ready."
The answers were very neat and sonorous. Odebiao was very satisfied. He nodded, interlaced his index fingers, and gently placed them on the table. Then he leaned forward and said softly with a little sense of oppression:
"I just spoke to Treasury Secretary Isaacs and the head of the Federal Reserve System, Christopher."
"Next, a financial crisis will surely break out."
"And Isaacs and Christopher, based on their responsibilities and from their own perspectives, proposed ways to solve the financial crisis."
"Now, I need you to come up with a solution to the financial crisis from the perspective of a soldier."
hiss--
There was a gasp in the empty office, and Hanks and the other two looked at each other, confusion in their eyes.
What does it mean to propose a solution to the financial crisis from a military perspective?
How could this person be so shameless?
If you want to start a war and use war to solve the problem, just say it clearly and say that you are proposing ways to solve the financial crisis from a military perspective.
Neuropathy.
The three of them exchanged a quick look, and finally, Dana and Bud each took a step back and handed the home court to Hanks.
He took a deep breath and said softly, "My dear Mr. President, according to the investigation of the CIA and the Central Theater Intelligence Department."
“The people who planned to attack you this time are mainly Kurdish forces in northern Syria.”
"But behind this Kurdish armed group are Syria, Iran, and al-Qaeda hiding in Pakistan."
"They blatantly launched an attack on Christmas Day while destroying Arlington Cemetery, which is an insult to America and an insult to American soldiers."
"We shouldn't forgive them!"
Having said this, Hanks suddenly straightened his back, his eyes revealing a look of forbearance and determination, and he raised his right arm and saluted.
Odebiao was not a fool, so he could naturally understand what Hanks meant.
To be a teacher you must have a legitimate reason, and that’s what fame is.
He also stood up, straightened his body, and returned the military salute to Odebiao.
"General Hanks, as President of America, I appoint you as the commander-in-chief of this operation!"
"I hope you can seek justice for the soldiers buried in Arlington Cemetery!"
After saying that, he sat down, pulled out a blank piece of paper from the side, and started writing instructions on the paper with a pen.
A few minutes later, after the instructions were written, he called his chief of staff and handed the document to him, asking him to make it into a formal document.
Half an hour later, Odbiao held the document in his hand and handed it solemnly to Hanks.
Two hours later, the American Secretary of State addressed the General Assembly:
"Kurdish militants planned this attack, Syria must be held accountable!"
"If Syria doesn't take responsibility, then we will fight until it does."
During the Secretary of State's speech, the countdown to 2005 returned to zero and officially entered 2006.
Amid the falling snow, the American economic rescue plan led by Odebiao officially began.
The Federal Reserve dropped several bombshells on January 1, 2006.
The first is to lower the US dollar interest rate, lowering the loan threshold.
Then there is a series of support policies for enterprises of various levels.
Finally, the repayment period of various loans will be postponed, and the interest rates will be lowered at the same time.
Looking at these policies issued by the Federal Savings System, the business owners who were standing on the rooftop and ready to jump off the building retracted their steps, straightened their clothes, dressed themselves up like adults again, sorted out their documents, and happily ran to the nearest bank.
…………
Bank of America is not a state-owned bank in America, but a private joint-stock commercial bank.
It is also the second largest commercial bank in America. Compared with JPMorgan Chase, which ranks first, the advantage of America Bank is its numerous branches and convenient services.
Based on these branches throughout America, AmericaBank offers a wide range of business, from personal loans to corporate loans.
In addition to America, American Bank also has many branches internationally.
Therefore, many individuals, from small businesses to multinational corporations, prefer to do business with American Bank.
American Bank San Francisco branch headquarters in San Francisco.
Brandon McKinley waited anxiously in front of the America Bank loan office, holding company documents in his hands.
From time to time, he stood on tiptoe, looking past the people in front of him and down at the closed door of the business office.
Seeing that the door was still closed, he sighed, retracted his head and continued waiting.
His company's main business scope is the manufacture and sale of some small household appliances.
In the past, small household appliances were either ugly or had poor functions.
And it's difficult to use.
After smashing the sixth kettle, he decided to start a business and make small household appliances that were more beautiful, better performing and easier to use.
After spending all his father's savings, he decisively chose to take out a loan.
However, his loan has not been approved because the bank does not think that his small appliances have a better market and believes that he is not competitive. Even if he can borrow the money, he will not be able to repay it.
However, to make matters worse, his factory was set on fire.
Although the fire did not burn out completely, it did burn some equipment, which was damaged, making his loan application even more difficult.
In the new year, he plans to sell the factory and the equipment, stop losses in time, and then find a class to attend.
But early in the morning, he heard the sound coming from the TV.
The loan threshold has been lowered!
Loan interest rates have also been reduced!
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
There are also a series of support policies for small and medium-sized enterprises!
Perfect!
Upon hearing the news, he quickly printed out a new copy of the loan application documents, stamped it again, signed his name again, held it in his arms, and prepared to go through the process again.
When he stood on tiptoe for who knows how many times, the door of the office in front of him opened, and a young and beautiful woman walked out of the office. She smiled at the people outside and shouted:
"No. 71 to No. 75, please come in!"
Brandon quickly lowered his head. The ticket in his hand was number 75.
He let out a long breath, followed the four people in front of him into the office, and then, under the guidance of the beautiful woman, walked to workbench No. 5.
Sitting down at the workbench, he smiled at the person behind the desk and handed over the documents with both hands.
The loan officer took the document, flipped it open, quickly scanned it, put it down, and pushed it back to Brandon with an expressionless face:
"Sir, we cannot process your loan!"
"Ah?" Brandon was confused after his loan was rejected again. He was so confused that he even forgot to speak. He blinked and gestured with his hands for a long time but didn't say a word.
Just as the staff was about to call the number, he finally asked the question:
"Why?"
"You don't meet the requirements!" The staff member didn't even raise his head and continued typing on the keyboard in front of him.
Hearing this, Brandon immediately became angry, stood up, slammed his hands on the table, and stared at the person in front of him:
"I read the official documents jointly issued by the Federal Reserve System and the Ministry of Finance one by one, and I confirmed that I met the criteria, so I came to apply for a loan."
“Why did you give me a no?”
The roar attracted the attention of other people in the office, and they turned their heads and looked at Brandon curiously.
The staff at the back of the office, after noticing these gazes, raised his hands and rubbed his temples, and said softly:
"According to the documents sent by the Federal Reserve System and the Treasury Department, you do meet the requirements."
"But we, Bank of America, are the bank that actually does the execution, and we need to review your information."
"I found your information in the system database. According to the investigation of the return visit personnel, your factory does not meet the requirements."
"The reason why it doesn't meet the requirements is that your factory doesn't employ enough women. It's just a little short of that, but it still doesn't meet the requirements."
“It’s that simple!”
After hearing this reason, Brandon opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time.
He stood there at a loss, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
When the staff pushed the document in front of him, he finally came to his senses, returned the document, and pleaded softly:
"Please, my factory really needs this money. As long as this money arrives, my factory can continue."
"Only if the factory survives can I hire more female workers."
“Help me!”
The file was quickly pushed back, and at the same time, the staff's ruthless voice sounded again:
"Mr. Brandon, this is America. America is a capitalist country."
"In capitalist countries, we only talk about the terms and conditions. According to our standards, if you don't hire enough female workers, you don't meet the requirements."
"Don't tell me about humanitarianism, and you don't have to beg me!"
"Next!"
As soon as the staff member finished speaking, the office door was pushed open, and then several people in suits walked into the office.
The person walking in front had the Bank of America logo clearly displayed on his left chest.
The man looked up, then respectfully led the people to workbench No. 5 and directly instructed the staff at workbench No. 5:
"You and Mr. Stanley's secretary, take care of the loan business. It's a $20 million interest-free loan, arranged by Washington, and it must be disbursed within two hours."
"Mr. Stanley and I will go first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man walked out of the office with another person, and the few people who stayed behind pushed Brandon away unreasonably and let the person in the middle carrying the briefcase sit in front of workbench No. 5.
The man then pulled out a document from his briefcase and handed it over.
The bank staff member didn't even look at them. He picked up the seal and the document and started stamping them. After stamping, he took out a brown paper bag and put the documents in it.
Then start the process.
Brandon wanted to curse, but in the end, he swallowed the words back.
He picked up the documents and left in disgrace.
He walked out of the bank and looked up at the sky. It was gloomy, just like his mood.
Taking a deep breath, he prepared to try his luck at other banks, but before he could take a step, he heard a voice from the side:
"The banks under JPMorgan Chase are also full of trouble. They just find all kinds of reasons not to provide loans."
"It's the same with Citibank. I just came from there, and they even said that the amount of exercise each month was not enough and did not meet their requirements."
"The reason I got was even more bizarre. They said we were not environmentally friendly and did not plant trees every year."
Hearing these words, Brandon looked down at the document in his hand, and then he remembered the reason he had just heard.
After thinking for a while, he threw the documents into the trash can, put his hands in his pockets, bent over, lowered his head, and walked towards home step by step.
Got to find a job.
If you can’t find it in China, go abroad.
If all else fails, pick up a gun and start your own business.
