Executive Representative Chen Sanyuan walked over with a letter and handed it to Lin Feng, who was sitting in his office reading documents.
"He's just an idiot."
After reading the letter, Lin Feng threw it into the trash can and muttered, "He has no brains at all."
"Tell him that all types of engineering vehicles can be modified from the Shire B1 heavy tank and the FCM 2C heavy tank. After all, heavy tanks have strong horsepower and high durability, so they can be used for road work and small-scale infrastructure projects."
"As for trucks, we can use Citroën U23 heavy military trucks, and for civilian airliners, we can use Breguet Br.470 transport aircraft."
Upon hearing this, Chen Sanyuan's lips twitched slightly, then he laughed and said, "Chairman, isn't it inappropriate to use military equipment for civilian purposes? What if some criminals take advantage of the situation?"
Lin Feng looked up at the other person: "Taking advantage of the situation? Sanyuan, have you gone mad from being the executive representative? Don't you know how to disassemble the cannon barrel?"
"..."
Chen Sanyuan was rendered speechless by Lin Feng's retort.
"Alright, Li Wenhui, don't bother me with these elementary school questions. Or I'll kill him."
Lin Feng yawned and said, "The people from China will be here soon. I'll be staying in the POW camp for a while and won't have time to deal with them. You'll have to handle it yourself."
"good."
Chen Sanyuan nodded, then suddenly remembered something important: "Chairman, there's one more thing, about the currency of the Democratic Alliance of Vietnam. President Le asked me to ask you about it. What are your instructions?"
"money?"
Lin Feng frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "A country's strength depends on two things: the economy and industry. But it seems that it is difficult to reach a consensus on these two points at present. After all, our industrial system is almost non-existent. So, as for the currency, you will have to figure it out yourself."
"Our National League will not interfere too much with the democratic allies under our jurisdiction, as long as they pay their dues on time every year."
"Understood, Chairman. I'll reply to President Li first."
Chen Sanyuan responded.
Lin Feng then dialed the phone number of He Siming, the asset management representative.
"Hello, Siming?"
Lin Feng answered the phone and got straight to the point: "After the Democratic Alliance of Vietnam issues its currency, you should immediately infiltrate it and use our weapons and equipment to exchange for the currency."
"Your mission is simple: to firmly control the economic lifeline of the Democratic Alliance of Vietnam. Of course, try to keep a low profile and don't let them notice that it was us, the National League for Democracy, who did it."
"if......"
Lin Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "If anyone finds out it's us, as long as the other party isn't Chinese, you can find Defense Representative Wang Lichen and ask him to come and take care of it."
"Yes, Chairman, I will do it carefully."
He Siming agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng rubbed his temples and sighed softly.
From a certain perspective, Lin Feng genuinely disliked ruling a country.
But from another perspective, dictatorship can actually be quite enjoyable.
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