Crossing A Small Country And Developing GDP To The First Place

“What happened? You called us to a meeting so early?”

“Why are all the people here from the Ministry of Agriculture? Hey! The Ministry of National Defense is here too?”

“I’m so sleepy, I have a meeting so early in the morning, ugh——”

“Eh? Why is the president here now? I just looked at the time and it’s not half past eight yet.”

“Stop talking. I think the president’s face is not very good. Let’s be careful!”

Officials from the Ministry of Agriculture came to the conference hall in twos and threes, only to find that Sankara had already arrived, and there were also several officers from the Ministry of Defense sitting inside.

at the same time.

Some sharp-eyed officials from the Ministry of Agriculture noticed that Sankara’s face was a little pale and the dark circles under his eyes were heavier than before.

The most important thing is that the whole person’s mood is also very wrong.

It looks a little angry and a little depressed, just like an active volcano about to erupt. At this time, even if you throw a small stone, the hot magma will spurt out immediately, and then burn everything in its path!

“Gudong——”

Some officials with poor psychological quality or ulterior motives couldn’t help but swallow their saliva when they saw this scene.

The other officials immediately shut their mouths, and like students who were late for school, they didn’t even dare to look at Sankara. They walked quietly and quickly to their seats, and then hurriedly sat down. Down.

When the last few officials lowered their heads and hurried into the conference hall, the time quickly came to 8:30 in the morning.

“I don’t know how you slept last night. Anyway, I didn’t sleep all night last night because I was so angry that I couldn’t sleep at all. If I don’t straighten out this anger, I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight either. !”

Sankara, who had been silent until now, spoke.

But the officials felt that it would be better not to open the door, because when they heard Sankara say this, they shivered instantly. The already cold conference hall was now even colder, and it felt like they had reached the Arctic Circle.

“What is it that makes the president so angry?”

“It feels like another group of people’s heads are in danger of being saved. I just hope this knife doesn’t hit my neck!”

“Most of the people here today are from our Ministry of Agriculture. Isn’t it related to agriculture?”

“Let me go, the President’s murderous aura is so strong that I can feel it even when I’m sitting so far back!”

The officials who tightened their clothes all thought in their hearts.

They were talking a lot in their hearts, but in fact no one spoke, and no one dared to speak at this time.

After Sankara’s voice dispersed, there was only silence in the conference hall, and it was so quiet that people were a little scared. Some officials even doubted that they had walked into a haunted house, right?

Sankara’s voice full of anger and murderous intent continued to sound:

“I want to ask you a question. How many of you know how much arable land our country has? If you know, please raise your hands!”

Hearing this question, the officers of the Ministry of National Defense looked confused.

As for the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture, there were a total of forty people sitting in the conference hall, but less than ten people raised their hands without hesitation, and then a few people raised their hands hesitantly. .

Seeing this scene, Sankara felt even more angry. A group of middle and high-level officials from the Ministry of Agriculture didn’t even know how much arable land there was in their country?

Sankara suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to ask:

“Then how many of you know how much staple food is needed to feed our country’s more than 22 million people?”

“…”

Silence!

The officials of the Ministry of Agriculture were all silent. They looked at me and then at you, but no one stood up to answer this question.

The atmosphere in the conference hall was instantly awkward.

Everyone bowed their heads so deeply that they even wished they could bury themselves in the ground like ostriches.

This scene is just like when the teacher was on the podium in school and was preparing to wake up the students to answer questions. They were also afraid that they would be woken up by Sankara.

No one answered, and Sankara just watched quietly, his eyes getting colder and colder.

After a while.

Just when Sankara’s patience was about to reach its breaking point.

“If one person consumes 250 grams of staple food per day, our country needs at least 2 million tons of food.”

Amélie, who is the Minister of Agriculture, stood up and answered Sankara’s question.

“call–”

A heavy exhalation sounded in the conference hall, and someone heardStanding up to answer, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture.

Sankara glanced at Amélie who stood up, and then at the other Ministry of Agriculture officials who raised their heads again. There was no expression on their faces, but when he looked at Amélie, his eyes stayed for a few seconds longer.

“A person only consumes 250 grams of staple food a day? Are you really not afraid of starving to death! Forget it, but it’s not much different from my calculation. Sit down!”

Sankara waved his hand, motioning for Amélie to sit down, and then continued to ask:

“Then do you know what our country’s grain output was last year?”

Officials at the Ministry of Agriculture breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this question. They knew about the problem.

“I know, it’s 1.2 million tons!”

“The grain output in our government-controlled areas is 900,000 tons, and we estimate that the grain output in the rebel-controlled areas is 300,000 tons.”

“It’s 1.2 million tons. I calculated this data last year.”

Almost everyone was talking, and the conference hall instantly turned into a vegetable market. It was like a group of students quickly seized the opportunity to perform well in front of the teacher when they encountered a problem they knew.

But soon, the conference hall fell silent, and then fell into silence.

No one who can be an official is a fool, even in a small country like the Republic of Burkina.

The officers of the Ministry of National Defense may not have realized it yet, but the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture have already realized the purpose of Sankara’s meeting today.

“If you don’t have enough food, you can only eat more food. If you want more food, you will definitely touch the interests of the landlords!”

“Hiss… Isn’t the president planning to attack the landlords?”

“Most of the land has been used by landlords to grow cotton. If you want to exchange it for food, the landlords will definitely not agree!”

“There have been presidents who wanted to solve this problem before, but in the end they gave up. I don’t know if the new president can do it?”

“If the president can really solve this most difficult problem in the country, then I will truly be his most loyal dog!”

All the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture were horrified in their hearts!

The minds of a small number of officials became more active in an instant:

“Is Sankara planning to attack us landlords?”

“No, after the meeting is over, I have to quickly find an opportunity to tell the tribal leader!”

“Are the interests of landowners so easy to shake? Doesn’t Sankara think that he has some money and some guns in his hands, so he can float away?”

“If Sankara really wants to touch the landlords, then his presidency may not be stable. So should I invest in the next president in advance?”

Of course, Sankara didn’t know what was going on in the minds of these officials.

but!

Through the data panel in his field of vision, especially the changes in their loyalties, Sankara could probably guess what this small group of officials was planning to do.

“I haven’t directly said what I want to do, but you guys have so quickly lowered your loyalty to sixty, or even below fifty? Haha——”

Sankara sneered in his heart.

Outside the conference hall, Crocco, chairman of the National Security Council, was waiting at the door with a document.

There is a list in the document, and on the list are the names of all the officials who came to the meeting.

At the same time, in Croco’s pocket, there was a pen full of red ink.