Great Power

Chapter 315 It's Not My Responsibility

"In response to the problem of high inflation since the first quarter of this year, the Federal Reserve plans to raise the federal benchmark interest rate to 21% early next week. This is the second rate hike this year—"

At 10:45 in the morning on June 13, 1980, Zheng Jianguo glanced at the Patek Philippe gold watch on his wrist, and then deeply felt the energy of the Harvard club group. When he thought that at most, President Carter announced the search for new energy. At that time, people started directly from the root: "According to economists' estimates, this interest rate hike will greatly reduce the current demand for oil--"

"Increase the borrowing rate to reduce the demand for oil—"

After spending years in futures, Zheng Jianguo also has the most basic understanding of the Fed’s operation. The original benchmark interest rate was 19%, but now it has increased to 21%. The money on the market will further flow to the bank. The interest of ten thousand yuan is two thousand hundred yuan, which is only one step away from the 24% loan shark of 2 cents a month.

There is no money in the market, and the interest rate for borrowing for speculative purposes will also increase with the rise in the benchmark interest rate. The consequence is that the interest rate on borrowing money will increase, and the consumption on the market will be further reduced. Without the support of cash flow, the expenses around them will be controlled. For most ordinary people, it is just that they can't drive a car——

"But this will lead to an underemployment rate of enterprises and an increase in unemployment. President Carter is going to be cold--"

An insight suddenly flashed in his mind. After Zheng Jianguo returned to his mind, he found that the news on the TV was still continuing: "——The nine major bank consortium headed by Paine Plaza Bank made a decision to provide Petro Mexico with US$3.8 billion. The loan funds were used to develop oil in the South China Sea of ​​Mexico. The oil field has proven reserves of 4.2 billion tons and geological reserves of more than 15 billion tons.

In addition, according to reports from Britain, after five years of development, the North Sea oil field has been officially put into production. The oil field has proven reserves of 4.7 billion tons and a daily output of 500,000 barrels. At the same time, according to an anonymous high-level Soviet source, the Soviet’s second Pakistan Ku Oil Field——"

"Now that oil is valuable, everyone will increase the development of oil fields together, and then are not afraid of falling?"

Amy appeared beside him as he said, Zheng Jianguo turned his head and looked at her and smiled: "Director Amy is also concerned about the oil economy?"

"I am concerned about your coming, here, congratulations on your good start, I didn't find you in your office, just listen to Catherine say you are here."

Handing out the magazine in her hand, Amy glanced over Zheng Jianguo's unchanged face, and then said: "This is the first paper in your laboratory. Remember to take them to celebrate."

"Okay, you too, Director Amy?"

Withdrawing his gaze from the catalog of the "Cell" magazine in his hand, Zheng Jianguo was not surprised by this result. In his opinion, this comparative article on Helicobacter culture and biopsy is sufficiently original but lacks professionalism. It's just that no one thought of it before: "It also reflects the importance of the center to the laboratory."

"Unexpectedly, you still care about the attitude of the hospital—"

Amy said and looked around, but as the two doctors walked out of the elevator, she nodded and said, "Then don't run around during work hours—"

"Well, I will go back now."

Seeing that Amy's voice had already gone far, Zheng Jianguo watched the news on TV again, then turned around with the magazine in his hand, and found that the little nurse in front of the appointment desk was looking at it, and smiled. He waved his hand and turned to leave, knowing that what he had done in the past two days was a little too late, but fortunately it was at the digestive center, and there were not many people who could say that he was.

If it is in the emergency room, I am afraid Pliny will have to say a few words.

A few steps into the elevator, Zheng Jianguo picked up the magazine in his hand and looked at it. He didn't plan to tell anyone that this magazine is his own. After all, that would make people feel that the magazine is not authoritative enough. Think about you. Is the laboratory research published in your magazine?

Just think about the consequences of doing this.

"Zheng, Director Amy came to you before—"

I just entered the door of the laboratory. Catherine, who was talking to the two researchers, saw him and said hello quickly. Zheng Jianguo nodded and said: "I have seen her. Our last article posted Come out, ask them where they want to go at night? I'll treat—"

"Really? You can go anywhere?"

The male researcher next to him subconsciously said that Zheng Jianguo moved his gaze from his face to Catherine's face, and the latter quickly glanced at the researcher and said, "Bedie, do you have any good suggestions?"

"There is a disco bar in the next block. I heard them say it's pretty good. It's in the backstreet of the western restaurant opposite—"

Brady shrugged and looked at Zheng Jianguo. The latter looked at Catherine noncommitantly, and found that she was reading the magazine, so she said: "Then you go back to discuss it, and it's best to ask everyone's opinion- "

"Okay, let's go back and discuss it and tell you before get off work in the afternoon."

Catherine withdrew her gaze from the magazine. She did not expect Zheng Jianguo to put herself and Esther behind his name. She couldn't help feeling a little excited, but with the emergence of this rare heart wave, she also had Other thoughts: "This "Cell" magazine is not well-known, if it's "The Lancet" or "New England Medicine"—"

Of course, when this thought came to mind, Catherine did not idle, but when she returned to the laboratory, she found Esther and said this. She didn’t seem to be surprised that the two appeared in the first author. Above: "Well, Zheng really is a good person—"

"Is he a good person?"

This thought flashed in her mind again, and Catherine felt that she was only aiming for not obliterating the efforts of the two of them, and she could barely be regarded as a good person: "Well, Zheng is not bad—"

Seeing that Catherine didn't notice any difference in herself, Esther, who quickly adjusted her mentality, found an opportunity before eating and walked into Zheng Jianguo's office: "Catherine did a deal with you?"

"Deal? No--"

Zheng Jianguo thought that Esther was talking about the oil contract. He just looked at the other party’s big eyes and the exaggerated white coat, and he understood what she was talking about: "I will not detain you with this kind of article. Pay, but only the following content that you are responsible for will reflect the differences and differences—"

"I thought you would pay for me-I didn't wear anything inside."

After subconsciously speaking for a while, Esther then turned his big eyes into crescents, the rounded goose egg face showed an ambiguous color, and then turned and left: "Betty wants to go to that disco bar, I remember you don't drink, So I ordered a big meal in the unpleasant western food opposite the emergency room, considering you are going to spend money, you don’t have to thank me—"

"Ok--"

Speechlessly watched Esther’s small back disappear, Zheng Jianguo couldn’t help itching his teeth, but considering that the other party could still remember that he didn’t drink, he didn’t pay attention to the cost of inviting all the laboratory staff to eat a big meal. All the proceeds and Yang Na’s 50 million were thrown into the oil contract, but the fraction left in his bank card alone was several million.

Zheng Jianguo is a person who doesn’t like waste, and doesn’t like to treat himself badly. If he is fine, he would not go out to eat. He wants to eat at the fast food restaurant in the hospital or the bridge rice noodles on the edge of MIT. The main point of the picture is the question of whether it is convenient or not. If it is a luxurious meal, it will not be to the degree of careful planning.

Otherwise, if you really want to care about it, you have to consider that even the cost of eating fast food is enough for the whole family to spend half a month in China, but Zheng Jianguo is not so hypocritical, so he ran to the western restaurant at noon to make a reservation. , I don’t want to go to work in the afternoon. The phone on the desk rang: "Zheng Jianguo, we will be in Boston at night, you are waiting for us at home, it’s best—"

"Who are you?"

After looking at the microphone and thinking about the voice, Zheng Jianguo was stunned to ask such a sentence. The voice was standard Mandarin, and he could not tell the regional characteristics. However, after the question, he also There was a bit of speculation, and sure enough, the voice on the phone came over hard: "Didn't Zhao Liangliang call you?"

"I'm a bit busy lately. I don't know if he called me or not. Anyway, I didn't receive it. Who are you?"

It’s been a long time since Zheng Jianguo heard such hard words, but now that the other party talked about Zhao Liangliang, he also had a few guesses, so he only heard this person continue to speak: "I am Cui Yu who succeeded Zhao Liangliang. The third-class secretary of the embassy, ​​I will accompany Tian Mi to visit you tonight. We will leave for the airport right now. Since the schedule is relatively busy, it is best that you come and pick us up—"

"I don't know when this research will be completed. Since your schedule is so busy, don't come. I have no time to receive you."

He blinked while holding the phone. The reason why Zheng Jianguo asked the other party to say so much was because he was stunned and reacted. After he finished speaking, there was no movement there, and he continued to speak, "Let’s do it. ."

Clicking on the phone, Zheng Jianguo didn't show a relaxed look on his face. He looked at the phone and thought the other party would call soon. He didn't expect that there would be no call from the embassy until he got off work, so he looked at the man wearing a denim skirt. When Catherine arrived at the door, she turned off the light and left the office: "Is everyone here?"

"It's all here, we just did a training experiment, and we will come back to observe after the big meal."

As Esther said with a clever smile, Zheng Jianguo also looked at the seven or eight people behind her, and then at the five or six people behind Catherine, so he almost took a large group out of the digestive center, looking at the same The setting sun hit by the heat wave said: "Everyone should go separately?"

"If you have a car, you can ride a bike. You should drive there first, boss. I will walk with them."

Esther looked around and looked at the situation. Some of these people went straight back after eating, and some went back to work after eating. So he spoke to Zheng Jianguo, who also nodded and said, "That's fine. , I’ll just go to the front stop first, and walk slowly on the road to be safe."

"No problem~"

Catherine nodded and responded. Zheng Jianguo went to the parking lot and drove his Plymouth car. He forced the car that looked like an oven and got out of the parking lot. He drove to the door of the western restaurant in a hurry, but he heard something coming from the side. One voice: "Come to eat in a high-end restaurant in such a broken car?"

Subconsciously glanced at the other party, and found three or four young people wearing two-banded vests looking badly, Zheng Jianguo didn't want to provoke each other, but turned around and entered the restaurant, vaguely heard someone behind him speak. Sentence: "Haha, the cowardly yellow monkey——"

"Wow~Wow~"

"Sir, do you have any trouble?"

Inside the closed door of the western restaurant, the waitress in long sleeves just asked, Zheng Jianguo heard an alarm coming from outside, and he subconsciously said and turned and looked: "No, a bunch of hormones are on the head— "

"Well, the police are here—"

Zheng Jianguo said half a sentence, and he and the waiter saw the police car parked in front of the young people. As the door opened, the policewoman in the driving seat got out of the car and found Yuna. After looking at the door of the restaurant, several people walked toward him, and a speechless male police officer O'Brien emerged from the co-pilot, and he realized that he had forgotten this name.

"Yona is looking for trouble with these people?"

Seeing Yuna walking directly towards a few people, Zheng Jianguo's brows immediately frowned. It was only when this idea came to him that he did not want some of the young people to reach the back of his waist. I was stunned: "Not good—"

"Raise your hand!"

Just when Zheng Jianguo blurted out, Yuna, who was already close to a few people outside the door, also saw the man's movements. She immediately reached out her hand and pointed the gun at the other party. At the same time, she yelled, "Raise your hand, hurry up. Hurry up and raise your hand, I'm going to shoot!"

"Oh, Shet!"

The young man who touched her waist quickly raised her hand. At this moment, Yuna raised her gun again, glanced at O'Brien, who had reached the side, and said: "Hold your head and squat down on the ground, hurry up. , Lie on the ground!"

"OK, OK~"

I found that the companions next to him had already squatted down with their heads in their hands as required by the police. The young man had to squat down facing the black muzzle, shaking his head and cursing incessantly: "This is over, this is over. , I still have goods on my body but haven't given it out—"

"Goods? What goods?"

Already approaching quickly, O'Brier reached the side of a few people and raised his hands, and handcuffed them in two groups. At this time, Yuna had come to the side and took out her handcuffs and threw them to him, so she almost handcuffed all four of them. After being together, he reached out and touched the young man's back waist, not wanting to find the bag in the back pocket of his ass: "Oh, Shet--"

"Is this-a unique product?"

Yuna, who was holding the gun, was stunned, but she originally asked this subconsciously. She didn't expect that the young man who was pressed on the ground by O'Brien had already started crying and said: "You all know it, you guys have already You know, you are here in ambush. It is not my responsibility. You must know about this deal—"