"Counterattacking is impossible. It'll be impossible for the next two years."
"The Five-Year Plan has reached its most critical juncture. If we stop now, most of the money we've invested will be wasted. With only expenses and no income, the treasury will inevitably collapse."
Tian Feng rose furiously to his feet and glared at Zhang Fei, who had just been shouting about fighting Cao Cao to the death.
As luck would have it, Zhang Fei was on leave. In truth, there wasn't much going on in Bingzhou either. With the railway connecting everything and transportation becoming more convenient, the man came running over whenever he had the chance.
With Zhang Fei's temperament, how could he possibly stay quiet when something like this came up? It wasn't just him—Gan Ning, Ma Chao, and several other hot-tempered men also joined in the uproar.
They looked as if they were afraid the world wouldn't descend into enough chaos.
"Shout all you want!" Tian Feng had long since lost every trace of a refined civil official's bearing.
Well, ever since he had become Director of the Finance Bureau, faced with finances that were constantly on the verge of collapse, silver flowing out like water, and enormous fiscal deficits, refinement had long ceased to have anything to do with Tian Feng.
"If the treasury collapses, the first thing I'll do is cut off all your military pay. Military supplies? Forget it. None of you are getting anything!"
"Uh..." Zhang Fei and the others immediately sat up straight and stared ahead, as if they hadn't been the ones shouting about fighting to the death just moments ago.
There was no helping it. The one with the money was the real boss.
Although Tian Feng, who controlled the Han King's purse strings, was on the same level