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991 The Three Tribunals Trial Galileo

The car was speeding along the road, much like the mood of the secretary sitting next to Jiang Hua at the moment. As the leader's capable subordinate, he hoped that everything would be completed as quickly as possible and perfectly.

Jiang Hua was so familiar with this road that he looked back and forth countless times. He quickly entered the large courtyard. Under the leadership of his secretary, the two of them walked towards the building.

Jiang Hua said in surprise: "Hey, that's not right, it's not this way. This is not the way to the leader's office."

"The leader is not in the office. He is waiting for you in the small conference room."

This was new. The leader had never led him to the small conference room. This was where senior leaders held their meetings.

As soon as we entered the small conference room, it was filled with smoke and the smell of cigarettes covered everything.

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "Boss, the exhaust fan in your conference room needs to be replaced with a high-power one. Isn't this going to choke people to death?"

The leader spread his hands and said: "We have no money, our funds are limited, and good steel must be used on the blade."

Jiang Hua noticed at this time that in addition to the leader, there were seven or eight people sitting there, some older, some younger, and some in the middle.

This is a typical combination of old, middle and young people. The leader motioned to Jiang Hua: "Sit down. I have to have a good chat with you this time, and I won't be the only one talking to you."

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "The battle is so big. Do you think there will be a three-party interrogation of Galileo?"

The leader said angrily: "People talk nonsense all the time, about the three-chamber trial of Galileo. Don't turn us into an Inquisition. You are not Galileo who insists on the truth."

At this time, the secretary brought Jiang Hua a cup of tea. Jiang Hua took a sip to moisten his throat, and then said, "Let's talk, leader, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"This time your article has broken the truth." The leader smiled and said, "We are now introducing foreign investment. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to speak like this, right?"

"What's inappropriate about this? Why don't you let people tell you the truth?" Jiang Hua asked, "If you don't let me tell you, then today it will really be a three-chamber trial of Galileo."

A young man said angrily: "You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth."

Jiang Hua looked at him. He was probably in his thirties, with a sense of superiority in his eyes.

Jiang Hua did not refute him, but looked at the leader, who waved his hand: "Don't use such derogatory words to insult our comrades."

Jiang Hua gave a thumbs up: "The leader sees the problem from a high perspective."

"Your view of protecting the national manufacturing industry is not very high." The leader smiled and waved his hand: "Some people criticize you for having a narrow view of the nation."

"Only those who hold this view are generous. It is quite similar to the view of Empress Dowager Cixi in the late Qing Dynasty who preferred to be a foreigner rather than a domestic slave."

The leader was suppressing a smile. Although he quickly adjusted his expression, Jiang Hua still caught him. It seemed that their internal views were inconsistent, and Jiang Hua's critical words played into the leader's hands.

The young man just now said: "Our country is currently seeking to enter the newly established World Trade Organization. This article of yours is likely to cause a lot of trouble for us to join the WTO."

"What are the principles of the WTO?" Jiang Hua asked disdainfully: "The principles of the WTO supervise the implementation of multilateral trade agreements, host multilateral trade negotiations, resolve trade disputes, review the trade policies of each member, and help developing members improve their trade capabilities.

, cooperate with the International Monetary Fund and the World Bank to participate in the formulation of global economic policies."

Jiang Hua tapped his fingers on the table and emphasized: "Please note that one of the points is to help developing members improve their trade capabilities. It is trade when both parties have contacts with each other. The purchase and sale of one party to the other party will cause the weaker party to form a deficit, and both parties will have a deficit.

, how to improve trade capabilities?”

"This has nothing to do with the protection of national manufacturing industry you clamor for."

Jiang Hua looked at this person in surprise, seeing that he was young and probably had no background, because almost everyone with background in this office building knew about Jiang Hua, so he decided to give him a good fight.

"Are you pretending to be confused because you understand, or do you really have a bad conscience?" The leader looked at him with even more disdain, then turned around and asked, "Boss, how did this person get to this position?"

The leader pointed at him and said: "This comrade's name is Liu Anmin. He graduated from Huaqing University in sociology. He later studied for a master's degree and a doctorate in economics and management at the University of California, Berkeley. During his studies, he dealt with some scandals under the leadership of his tutor. He then worked at Morgan Stanley for two years, and now he has returned to work in China and is a member of the negotiation team for my country’s accession to the WTO.”

"Is your resume very brilliant?" Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Why do I feel the same as those scholars who received funding from the foundation in the past?"

Several middle-aged and young people had no reaction to Jiang Hua's words. These were the two oldest leaders. They were startled at first, and then looked at Liu Anmin with suspicious eyes. They knew Jiang Hua's words clearly.

Others didn't know, but they knew what Zhang Hua was talking about about the people sponsored by the First Aid Foundation, and thanks to Jiang Hua's reminder, they were able to avoid a big trouble in the mid-to-late 1980s.

Liu Anming didn't even know that Jiang Hua's words were full of murderous intent, but said proudly: "Those senior students studying abroad who can be sponsored by the foundation are sponsored by the foundation because of their outstanding knowledge, and I am also sponsored by the foundation because of my outstanding knowledge.

Being able to experience so much practice.”

Jiang Hua cupped his hands at him and said, "I've been taught a lesson, so I'd like to hear good advice."

Liu Anmin raised a finger at Jiang Hua: "What the WTO advocates is free trade, and your article is contrary to the concept of free trade and will add a lot of trouble to our negotiation work."

"Free trade?" Jiang Hua suppressed a smile and said, "Your tone does not sound like a member of the negotiating team for my country's entry into the WTO, but more like the Minister of Commerce of an ugly country."

After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he made another heart-breaking remark: "As someone who has helped in the Ministry of Commerce, have you ever met the Minister of Commerce of an ugly country?"

Liu Anming was stunned when he asked. Jiang Hua had already figured it out. This person was just a little guy. How could he handle the case of the Ministry of Commerce with his mentor? There was definitely a fact, but it definitely added a lot of beautification projects. At best, he

Just an errand boy who sells coffee and buys sandwiches.

Seeing that he was stunned, Jiang Hua immediately mocked: "No way, you have helped them so much in the Ministry of Commerce of the Chou Country. The Minister of Commerce of the Chou Country didn't even meet you. They are too ignorant of the world.

, it’s such a pity that I missed such a great talent like you.”


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