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In the meeting room, several big leaders of the entire committee were all sitting here, looking at the documents on the table, their hearts were heavy.

Zhang Tianhao was also quietly flipping through the documents, but he was flipping faster.

When he turned the last page, he gently closed the document, then sat there and looked at Director Mingzhi, wanting to see what he would do.

After about five minutes, everyone put down the documents in their hands.

Mingzhi also glanced at everyone and tapped the table lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone, you have read the document, right? The grain production in the second half of the year has decreased. I believe you all know the reason. The grain in Shanghai is less than half of what it used to be, and the population of Shanghai is constantly increasing. So even if everyone in Shanghai is given half a pound of grain a day, it will not be enough."

"Besides, food is relatively concentrated, so the problem arises: what should ordinary people do? And our Economic Committee does not have enough food, so I would like to ask everyone to think of a way to see if we can solve Shanghai's food crisis this time."

"How about this, Director Li, Director Fang, the two of you go to each household and ask if you can sell some food to ordinary people at a low price."

"Also, Director Jin, see if the city government can come up with money to buy more food from other places. If not, we can find another way."

Mingzhi smoked a cigarette and said with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

"Director, there's really no way to do this. It's not that we don't want to ask, but we've asked, but the other party didn't agree. We can even say they didn't give us face at all. We have no choice!"

At this time, Fang Chongshan also stood up, sighed helplessly, and said seriously.

"Yes, Director, when we went to investigate, they didn't give us any face at all. You know the people here. They have food and they are all hoarding it. They don't give us any chance. If we want to buy, the price is a bit high!"

"Director, I went to the municipal government, and they didn't have any money. They only allocated us 300,000 yuan, but this amount of money can't buy much food. It's really difficult to buy it."

"The most important thing is that it's just a drop in the bucket and it won't help!" Jin Jingming, director of the Finance Department, also sighed and helplessly recounted his experience of going to the municipal government.

"That's true."

Others also agreed. After all, there was really no way to deal with this situation. They had no food or money, and were being targeted everywhere.

"Director, our people have been running around, but they haven't received any food. We really have no other options. Even if we want to solve the problem, without food, it's just empty talk. Really."

Several people were talking to each other, all with sad faces.

"Advisor Jing Ping, do you have any solution? Can you get some food from the empire?"

At this time, Mingzhi saw Zhang Tianhao sitting there with a worried look on his brow, and asked softly.

"Director Ming, to be honest, even if I had food, do you think I would dare to sell it? Most of the food has been taken away. Even if I want food, I can only buy it from the market. And the quantity is limited."

"If you need food personally, I can buy some for you, but if it's too much, I can't help you. What's more, my factory is about to start recruiting workers, and I estimate there will be three to four thousand people. Together with my original factory, there are nearly five thousand people. The food consumed every day is also an astronomical figure. So, it is really difficult to get food."

"I want to ask if the Empire can allocate some to us?"

"Well, I really don't have a solution. I've also gone to Colonel Qi Teng, and he said he has no solution either. As for food, that's impossible. The gendarmerie is still short of food. Do you think I can snatch it from their rations?"

"By the way, Consultant Jing Ping, aren't you planning to import some grain from Hong Kong? Can you sell it to us?"

At this time, Sun Yunyun on the side looked at Zhang Tianhao and asked softly.

"Director Sun, please don't embarrass me. I bought the food from Hong Kong with my own money. It's mainly for the factory workers to solve their lunch problem. If you want, I can allow everyone here and our colleagues in the Economic Committee to get some, but it's impossible to supply the market."

"So, don't bother with me. It's not that I don't want to help, but I can't help. I think you all understand what I mean!"

Zhang Tianhao made it clear directly. After all, there are some rules that everyone knows. Mingzhi was also happy when he heard it. At least he could give the department some food, which was already taking care of the department, but it was impossible to provide it to the citizens on a large scale.

"As you all know, I used to be in the food business, importing from the United States and Southeast Asia. The prices were not high, and I earned hard-earned money. But as you can see, all my stores have closed down. You all know the reasons better than I do."

"In addition, the only thing I can do now is to ensure that the workers in my factory and the people in the department have enough food to eat. I can't guarantee anything else. And if the department needs food, it must be bought with money. I will give it to you at cost price, but it won't be too much."

"Well, I would like to thank Consultant Jing Ping first. I just wonder how much food you can provide for the department?"

"An ordinary section officer needs 67 kilograms, a section chief or team leader needs kilograms, and the director's family needs kilograms. More is not enough. I calculated that there are people in the entire department, and we need kilograms of food, which is five tons."

"Then I would like to thank Consultant Jingping on behalf of all the employees in the department!"

Director Ming also knew that what Zhang Tianhao could do was already his limit, after all, food was so precious.

"Okay, let's talk about how to solve this food crisis. At least we can't let anyone say anything about it."

"I believe everyone understands that our capabilities are limited!"

Mingzhi also knew that they could shout slogans, but in reality, they were really powerless.

"How about this, Director Ming? I suggest gathering some families and companies that have food and see if we can ask them to donate some. Then, we can publish all the companies and families that donated food in the newspaper and rank them according to how much they donated!"

Zhang Tianhao thought about it and gently put forward an idea. After all, if you don't carry out this kind of conspiracy, you will be despised and even spurned by all the citizens of Shanghai.

"Of course, this method can only solve the problem temporarily, not permanently."

When Mingzhi and others heard this, they were also stunned, and then they immediately started laughing.

"That's good too. I will invite all the wealthy businessmen to participate and hold a press conference to record all the companies that donated food!"

Next, the group slowly began to discuss some details. After all, there were many things that needed to be supplemented and all possibilities needed to be taken into consideration.

In particular, what should we do with those who are unwilling to donate, and what should we do even if they donate.

All kinds of ideas came up one after another at once, even Zhang Tianhao had not thought of them.

If you don't donate, no one will force you to donate, but you will be despised by everyone.

In the end, Zhou Wei, as a secretary, directly recorded the content of this meeting, and at the same time reported it to the municipal government and invited the mayor and others to attend the meeting.

After all, this is a good thing, and I believe many people are willing to participate.

"By the way, Director, you guys are doing this, it has nothing to do with me. This idea was proposed by your Director, and you all know the reason."

"Advisor Jingping, this is not good. The credit is yours!"

"No need. I don't have a good reputation. Don't bother with me. At least if I show up, they will have objections. After all, this is not the Empire's business."

There was also a moment of silence among the people in the conference room. After all, they understood Keihei Jiichiro's concerns.

Similarly, without seizing power or abusing power, being able to give them an idea is already quite good.

A few of them looked at each other and nodded. (End of this chapter)