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something catastrophic happen with one of the big three’s economies, because unfortunately we could very well kiss our economy goodbye as well. Nowadays, if one economy trips we all get bruised. Once we make it through this rough and tumble time, it should be the first priority of this body to set forth policy to pay off our growing pile of debt, and set forth progressive policies to protect our shores from this ever happening again. On a last note, we do have something positive to look forward to however,” the room perked, as she finished up, “We have four months until the United States’ Congress’ final vote on our request for statehood. We have four months to fix our economy, and prepare so that everything is in order when the vote is successful. I am excited for the challenge, and I am looking forward to working with you on the mission.”
                  She turned to look at the Prime Minister, “I now yield the floor for questions.”
                  The Prime Minister stood and began calling on people with questions. Much to Sensado’s surprise, every single Minister’s hand shot into the air. Overwhelmed as well, Zhang hastily picked a stout, round man near the front. The other minister’s sat down, and the one selected asked, “Minister Sensado, may I inquire about the inflow of money to the National treasury. Surely taxes are not the only in flow of cash we have. What about from our holdings in VirtGold, or the other private ventures? Can you please speak to those trends?”
                  Sensado nodded, “Minister Princeton, I do not have that information at this time prepared and in a context that could be easily digested. At my next committee meeting I will report those figures. I also plan on returning in couple months’ time, either shortly before or quite possibly after the ending of the third quarter to report on the continued evolution of the economy. At that time I can have all the most up-to-date information to help give you a better image of what we are looking at and to provide for this body a more accurate picture of financial situation.”
                  Princeton sat down nodding his head, and a slender woman stood from the back, “How long until we run out of money? And what do we do when our Treasury has been depleted of cash?”
                  Sensado, shuffling some papers, “Minister Jendussa, let me reassure you the cash we have on hand, should, last us for many more months. I can, when I come back with Minister Princeton’s answer, provide for this body at that time a snapshot of our current cash flow situation.”
                  The woman nodded, and another man stood up. Sensado sighed. It was constant questions for three hours straight. Her faith in the national government and her warning to rein in spending slowly melted away as she fielded question after question asking if there was room in the budget for a variety of ‘emergency’ local projects for each Minister’s district.
                  Walking out of the chamber, Rove caught up to her, “Jacqueline, how do you think it went?”
                  She sighed again, exhausted and frustrated. Looking sincerely at Rove, “May God help us, they are going to destroy this place, one cent at a time,” she looked away, “Mr. President, I need to do something. I need to stop this from happening.”
                 
    Although typically a sarcastic wit, Rove could tell she wasn’t joking, “Jacqueline you are brilliant and I trust you. As Minister of Finance you have the power, and I have faith you will find the strength you need to exercise it.”
    She glanced at him, “Forget my Minister power, Sir, I’m going to need God’s help on this one,” she sighed, never feeling more anxious than that moment in her entire life.

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    “The President has declined his invitation to attend the Xandu High