[Military Bond Issuance Plan]
[To all citizens of Jiangye Star, bonds are issued, guaranteed by the military's credit. There is no limit to the bond amount, but each tranche is set at 30 billion. Based on the economic development expectations and current income of Jiangye Star, the following secure plan has been calculated:]
[First tranche, total 30 billion yuan, principal and interest of 2.88% paid after one year]
[Second tranche, total 30 billion yuan, principal and interest of 3.02% paid after one year]
[Third tranche, total 30 billion yuan, principal and interest of 3.32% paid after one year]
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Jiang Ye scrolled to the end. There were ten tranches in total, with the last one paid ten years later, at an interest rate of 7.88%.
Below that were detailed contents regarding bond sales and data preservation, none of which were decision-making matters and could be handed over to subordinates. Therefore, Jiang Ye only glanced at them.
He had no prior experience with bonds and did not understand the specific operations, but he felt confident entrusting Feng Zhi Shuang with its management, as she led a professional team.
Setting aside the details, the concept was quite simple. It was essentially borrowing money from the people of Jiangye Star. Jiang Ye would issue IOUs in the name of the military, repaying over 30 billion annually. Under normal circumstances, this amount would be manageable. At the current pace of development, Jiang Ye believed he could handle repaying 300 billion annually. Since the macroeconomic planners arrived, Jiangye Star's manufacturing and commerce had developed rapidly, and income had increased severalfold.
"Can bonds really raise 300 billion?" Jiang Ye asked Feng Zhi Shuang.
"It's a stretch. I estimate we'll only raise around 30 billion," Feng Zhi Shuang replied. "There aren't many people on your planet, and only some wealthy alien immigrants might buy more. But it's good to be prepared, so I've made plans for several years."
Immediately after, another proposal arrived.
[Battlefield Commercial Investment Plan]
[Establish an Alien Colonization Investment Bureau to release various battlefield investment projects, attracting wealthy merchants to invest and providing corresponding returns based on investment amounts. Set different project risks and return rates.]
[For example, developing a new area on Birong Star has low risk and low returns. Organizing combat against enemies on Birong Star carries high risk and high returns. Hiring military civilian personnel will have designated risk rates and return rates, with macroeconomic planners overseeing the overall control to ensure profitability.]
[Projects can be set with a minimum investment of 1 yuan, allowing for small-scale investments to absorb civilian funds.]
Below were over a thousand words of miscellaneous details, with many specifics omitted.
Jiang Ye found it overwhelming, but he could sense that this plan also had significant potential for capital accumulation.
Bonds were akin to depositing money in a bank, albeit a high-yield one. Those seeking stability would invest in bonds. Battlefield investment, on the other hand, was a game for gamblers, where one wins or loses. It offered the possibility of both losses and gains, and successful investments would certainly yield more than bonds.
Of course, this was from the perspective of Jiangye Star's citizens. Jiang Ye himself was guaranteed to profit.
"Have you finished reading it?" Feng Zhi Shuang's voice came through the earpiece.
"Yes, I'm quite satisfied, but I have a question. Who will handle the specific operations?"
"Find your trusted confidantes. The military's civilian officials can be in charge of bonds, but the Alien Colonization Investment Bureau needs dedicated personnel. If absolutely necessary, you can have military personnel兼任 (jiānrèn - concurrently hold the position). Once you've decided on the candidates, have them meet me, and I'll be responsible for their rapid training," Feng Zhi Shuang said.
"No problem, thank you for your hard work," Jiang Ye said, ending the call.
He did not intend to hand over all these powers to the military. One should not put all eggs in one basket, and the military should be less involved in financial matters to avoid potential issues. Although he was currently in a dictatorial state, he still wanted all institutions to be more scientific and formal, free from excessive military influence.
Since the bonds were issued in the name of the military, military civilian officials would have to be involved.
Jiang Ye pondered for a moment and then called Liu Jizi.
"Greetings, Commander!" The call was answered almost instantly, with Liu Jizi's sweet greeting.
"You've been my secretary for quite some time, and your work performance is satisfactory. I have a job for you, managing bonds. Are you willing to do it?" Jiang Ye briefly explained the military bond plan and added, "If you take on this role, you'll receive an additional monthly salary of 500,000 yuan."
Liu Jizi was clearly excited. This was an astronomical sum. "The responsibility is immense, and I feel a bit apprehensive, but since Commander trusts me, I am willing to give it my all!"
"Good. Take some time today or tomorrow to go to the Macroeconomic Building in Binhai City, head straight to the top floor, and find Feng Zhi Shuang, the head of the macroeconomic planners. Just tell her I sent you to manage the bonds, and she'll understand," Jiang Ye said quickly. "In my office drawer at the naval port, there are two gold bars, each weighing one and a half kilograms. Take them, put them in a box for cheap red wine, and give them to her when you go. See if she accepts them, and then report back to me. This matter must be kept confidential."
"Yes!" Liu Jizi agreed.
"Also, find a replacement secretary for yourself, male or female, someone reliable, and have them meet me," Jiang Ye said.
"Ah... you mean I won't be your secretary anymore?" Liu Jizi's tone was a little dejected.
"People cannot be used like livestock. Managing bonds is very troublesome and tiring. There may be many related tasks assigned to you in the future. If you also have to be a secretary, you'll be too exhausted," Jiang Ye explained. "Are you having trouble picking a secretary? Do you have a suitable candidate in mind to replace you?"
"Yes," Liu Jizi replied decisively.
"Good." Jiang Ye hung up the phone.
Next, he flipped through his contact list, found Ju Lan Lan's number, and dialed.
The first attempt did not go through. Just as Jiang Ye was about to try again, the other party called back.
"Hello, hello, hello, why are you calling so suddenly?" Ju Lan Lan said, her voice mixed with the sound of splashing water.
"Is it raining in Binhai City?" Jiang Ye was taken aback.
"No, I'm taking a bath," Ju Lan Lan said. "Go ahead, what's up?"
"How's your business going lately?" Jiang Ye asked.
"Don't even mention it. It's declining rapidly, with ups and downs, falling more each day. I'm living day by day," Ju Lan Lan said with a mournful tone. "Those alien immigrants you brought in, many of them are in business, and they've taken away my market share. I used to profit from monopolies, but now I can't. I've been thinking lately if I should just quit and live a retired life at home; my savings are enough to last several lifetimes."
"Do you know about the newly established wealthy club in Binhai City?" Ju Lan Lan complained unusually. "Isabel also pulled me into it. I attended an event there a couple of weeks ago, and I was so annoyed. So many of my competitors were there, and I still had to smile at them. I barely managed not to punch them."
"Punching them wouldn't be appropriate, but I have an opportunity that could make them beg you in the future," Jiang Ye said with a smile.
The sound of bathwater on the other end of the phone stopped, and Ju Lan Lan's tone changed completely. "What opportunity?"