Chapter 308
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"What do you want?" Lynch broke another corner of the dessert and threw it into his mouth.
Mishahaye smiled with a seemingly reserved smile, "it's not what I want, it's what our people want!"
When he said this, he licked his lips. "Mr. Lynch, the market environment of Baylor Federation is much more open than ours. Have you ever met a liar in the process of doing business?"
Lynch nodded, "yes."
In Baylor federal, financial fraud cases related to business emerge one after another and become more and more elusive, especially those related to banks.
It can be said that no one knows better than these fraudsters where the loopholes in the federal law are, and no one knows better than them what problems there are in the rules and regulations of banks.
According to the chat between Lynch and Joe griman, the total amount of check fraud encountered by Jinhui last year exceeded 4.6 million. This is only one bank of Jinhui. There are six major banks in the Empire and many small regional banks. In fact, people encounter much more fraud than they get from newspapers and imagination.
Mishehaye's smile was more profound, "we have also met......" with some emotion, he suddenly turned and became more tough after saying this sentence, "We have met a lot of swindlers here who cheat on food, drink and money in the name of investment. They promised us a lot of beautiful future. They failed to live up to our hope for development and people's desire."
"Tragedy should not be repeated. What you have to do is very simple. Mr. Lynch, you only need to deposit a sum of money in our designated bank, and people will believe that you are different from those swindlers before!"
Mishehaye picked up the cup and gulped down the tea that was so sweet that it was disgusting. A few seconds later, he put down the cup, picked up a towel, wiped the residual water stains on his lips, and pressed it casually, "of course, this is just my proposal..."
He looked at Lynch with no expression on his face, but there were a lot of things churning in his eyes.
This is a feeling that is not easy to describe. It is not as easy to be found as an intuitive performance. It is more like... Metaphysics, because we know that the eyes can not actually make any action, let alone have any color, but people can really feel some emotions and things in each other's hearts through looking at each other and changes in their eyes.
Lynch looked at him and asked, "is this the protection fee?"
"Protection fee?", mishahaye's voice suddenly increased, and he raised his eyebrows, as if he were really surprised, "of course not, how can you think so?"
"We won't move the money you have in our bank. Only you have the power to control it. We just tell people that you are a real investor, your money has been in place - at least part of it has been in place, and the money won't leave with you because of your departure, that's all!"
"You can regard it as a gentleman's contract or a guarantee, but it is definitely not a protection fee. We never blackmail businessmen. Nagaril is also a civilized country!"
Lynch kept smiling all the time. He nodded his head in cooperation. He seemed to agree. He put the broken cakes back on the plate and clapped his hands. "How much is it?"
Mishahaye licked his lips again. I don't know whether it was because the tea left on his lips began to evaporate, leaving only adhesive sugar, or because he felt thirsty after eating and drinking so many sweet things. He licked his lips again. In fact, it was a very impolite behavior.
If in the Federation, the women standing far away would be surprised to cover up their efforts, close their big mouths and guide others in an incredible voice - "look at that guy, he's so rude.
"100 million Galil, or the equivalent federal sol." mishahaye directly opened his mouth to the lion, and he added, "if you deposit federal sol, we can reduce some appropriately."
There are not many foreign exchange reserves in nagary, but there are not many transnational consumption behaviors of this ruling class. If they exchange foreign exchange according to the official exchange rate, they will not suffer too much. However, the problem is that no international bank is willing to exchange currencies for others according to the foreign exchange rate proposed by nagary, and everything fluctuates according to the market itself.
Mishahaye is also very clear, so he put forward the idea that foreign exchange deposits can be reduced, which is actually cutting off the price difference between the official exchange rate and the real exchange rate.
"Almost..." Lynch frowned and calculated, "1.13 million federal sol!"
Mishahaye looked at Lynch unexpectedly. He thought Lynch would obviously refuse, so he would tell Lynch that if Lynch refused their request, Lynch would be restricted from leaving the country.
Although Lynch has some bodyguards with him, these people also have guns, but they only have more than 40 people after all. Even if they can fight 100 nagary soldiers alone, only 4000 soldiers can take them.
There are not many things in najal. There are worthless Dalits all over the street. Giving them the opportunity to become soldiers is a gift given to them. They are too happy.
So mishahaye never considered that Lynch could refuse, he couldn't refuse.
But similarly, he didn't think Lynch's reaction was so indifferent. He actually calculated the exchange rate, which made mishahaye's brain a little unable to turn around.
After several seconds, he also calculated. He felt that it should be almost this number, and then nodded, "yes, your arithmetic ability is worth showing off!"
"There's nothing to show off. I can save this money..."
Before Lynch's words were finished, mishehaye had more smiles on his face. The boy was better than he thought. He didn't even say threatening words, and Lynch accepted counseling, which also means that they can blackmail more things from Lynch.
Wealth, technology, and other things.
It was only Lynch's next half sentence that solidified the expression on his face.
He said, "... But if I deposit my money in your designated bank, what can I get?"
Mishahaye wanted to ask Lynch what this sentence meant. Why did he know every word Lynch said, but he couldn't understand the meaning when they were connected?
Looking at mishehaye, who seemed to have lost his ability to speak, Lynch smiled. A breeze blew. The cool wind with some flower fragrance stirred the plants in the garden.
The mottled sunlight passed through the shaking gap between the leaves and briefly stayed on Lynch's face for a moment. Mishahaye looked away. It was too dazzling.
The sun was dazzling, and Lynch's smile was dazzling.
"Mr. mishahaye, you want me to show my sincerity. I don't think your request is too much. I'm willing to show my sincerity according to your request. What about your sincerity?"
Lynch leaned back against the back of the chair. He tilted his legs and lit a cigarette. In a moment, the initiative of the conversation between the two changed hands. The smoke emitted by the cigarette blocked their sight. The smile on Lynch's face also became a little strange and a little like a smile.
"The expression of sincerity should be on both sides, Mr. mishahaye, don't you think?"
Hard to deal with!
For a moment, this idea appeared in mishahaye's heart. Lynch was a very difficult person. He agreed to his difficult request without hesitation, and now he suddenly gave him a turn.
How difficult he was to lynch just now, and now Lynch's counterattack is even more difficult to resolve. After all, he even agreed to such excessive requirements. If his "sincerity" is not equal, Lynch can not fulfill his sincerity, because mishahaye first showed unbearable.
Mishehaye stared at Lynch. The damn smoke always made him feel that the Lynch he saw was not true, even if the distance between them was less than two meters.
After more than a minute of silence, mishehaye couldn't hold his breath. While losing his initiative, Lynch put more and more pressure on him. He even sweated, so he had to break the current situation and directly ask Lynch, "what do you want?"
Lynch shrugged. "Sincerity, or the only right to trade!"
He played the cigarette ash and didn't care that some of the cigarette ash fell on him with the wind. He looked at mishahaye and began to speak faster, but he enunciated clearly, "the only trade right, the exclusive trade right, which statement you can understand, so use which statement."
"I can save money. If one million federal sols is not enough, I can save two million, three million or more, but you must sign an exclusive trade agreement with me. From the signing of the agreement, the export business of Magura province and the types of goods I specify can only be operated exclusively by me. I set the price, formulate the sales rules and have the right to review Investigation, supervision and disposal power. "
He tilted his head slightly. "It's time for you to show your sincerity, Mr. mishahaye."
There was a lot of sweat on mishehaye's temples. He took out his handkerchief and wiped it without saying anything immediately. Lynch's request was too much, but his request just now was too much.
If he didn't agree to this, Lynch wouldn't deposit his money in the bank. He fell into a dead circle.
In fact, Lynch was asked to deposit money in order to put part of the money into his pocket first. At that time, they casually found a reason to turn Lynch's "deposit" into "investment deposit" and return it to him after all his investment activities were completed.
As long as his investment doesn't end for a day, the money can't be moved for a day, and even Lynch has to save more money for it.
But now, this trouble is not Lynch's trouble, but mishahaye and the young masters behind him.
"I can't be the master..."
Lynch got up directly when he heard the speech. He flicked the cigarette end in his hand and patted the ash falling on his body. "I'm sorry, Mr. mishahaye, find someone who can make decisions and talk to me, and..." he raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "I have other things, so I won't be with you!"
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"What do you want?" Lynch broke another corner of the dessert and threw it into his mouth.
Mishahaye smiled with a seemingly reserved smile, "it's not what I want, it's what our people want!"
When he said this, he licked his lips. "Mr. Lynch, the market environment of Baylor Federation is much more open than ours. Have you ever met a liar in the process of doing business?"
Lynch nodded, "yes."
In Baylor federal, financial fraud cases related to business emerge one after another and become more and more elusive, especially those related to banks.
It can be said that no one knows better than these fraudsters where the loopholes in the federal law are, and no one knows better than them what problems there are in the rules and regulations of banks.
According to the chat between Lynch and Joe griman, the total amount of check fraud encountered by Jinhui last year exceeded 4.6 million. This is only one bank of Jinhui. There are six major banks in the Empire and many small regional banks. In fact, people encounter much more fraud than they get from newspapers and imagination.
Mishehaye's smile was more profound, "we have also met......" with some emotion, he suddenly turned and became more tough after saying this sentence, "We have met a lot of swindlers here who cheat on food, drink and money in the name of investment. They promised us a lot of beautiful future. They failed to live up to our hope for development and people's desire."
"Tragedy should not be repeated. What you have to do is very simple. Mr. Lynch, you only need to deposit a sum of money in our designated bank, and people will believe that you are different from those swindlers before!"
Mishehaye picked up the cup and gulped down the tea that was so sweet that it was disgusting. A few seconds later, he put down the cup, picked up a towel, wiped the residual water stains on his lips, and pressed it casually, "of course, this is just my proposal..."
He looked at Lynch with no expression on his face, but there were a lot of things churning in his eyes.
This is a feeling that is not easy to describe. It is not as easy to be found as an intuitive performance. It is more like... Metaphysics, because we know that the eyes can not actually make any action, let alone have any color, but people can really feel some emotions and things in each other's hearts through looking at each other and changes in their eyes.
Lynch looked at him and asked, "is this the protection fee?"
"Protection fee?", mishahaye's voice suddenly increased, and he raised his eyebrows, as if he were really surprised, "of course not, how can you think so?"
"We won't move the money you have in our bank. Only you have the power to control it. We just tell people that you are a real investor, your money has been in place - at least part of it has been in place, and the money won't leave with you because of your departure, that's all!"
"You can regard it as a gentleman's contract or a guarantee, but it is definitely not a protection fee. We never blackmail businessmen. Nagaril is also a civilized country!"
Lynch kept smiling all the time. He nodded his head in cooperation. He seemed to agree. He put the broken cakes back on the plate and clapped his hands. "How much is it?"
Mishahaye licked his lips again. I don't know whether it was because the tea left on his lips began to evaporate, leaving only adhesive sugar, or because he felt thirsty after eating and drinking so many sweet things. He licked his lips again. In fact, it was a very impolite behavior.
If in the Federation, the women standing far away would be surprised to cover up their efforts, close their big mouths and guide others in an incredible voice - "look at that guy, he's so rude.
"100 million Galil, or the equivalent federal sol." mishahaye directly opened his mouth to the lion, and he added, "if you deposit federal sol, we can reduce some appropriately."
There are not many foreign exchange reserves in nagary, but there are not many transnational consumption behaviors of this ruling class. If they exchange foreign exchange according to the official exchange rate, they will not suffer too much. However, the problem is that no international bank is willing to exchange currencies for others according to the foreign exchange rate proposed by nagary, and everything fluctuates according to the market itself.
Mishahaye is also very clear, so he put forward the idea that foreign exchange deposits can be reduced, which is actually cutting off the price difference between the official exchange rate and the real exchange rate.
"Almost..." Lynch frowned and calculated, "1.13 million federal sol!"
Mishahaye looked at Lynch unexpectedly. He thought Lynch would obviously refuse, so he would tell Lynch that if Lynch refused their request, Lynch would be restricted from leaving the country.
Although Lynch has some bodyguards with him, these people also have guns, but they only have more than 40 people after all. Even if they can fight 100 nagary soldiers alone, only 4000 soldiers can take them.
There are not many things in najal. There are worthless Dalits all over the street. Giving them the opportunity to become soldiers is a gift given to them. They are too happy.
So mishahaye never considered that Lynch could refuse, he couldn't refuse.
But similarly, he didn't think Lynch's reaction was so indifferent. He actually calculated the exchange rate, which made mishahaye's brain a little unable to turn around.
After several seconds, he also calculated. He felt that it should be almost this number, and then nodded, "yes, your arithmetic ability is worth showing off!"
"There's nothing to show off. I can save this money..."
Before Lynch's words were finished, mishehaye had more smiles on his face. The boy was better than he thought. He didn't even say threatening words, and Lynch accepted counseling, which also means that they can blackmail more things from Lynch.
Wealth, technology, and other things.
It was only Lynch's next half sentence that solidified the expression on his face.
He said, "... But if I deposit my money in your designated bank, what can I get?"
Mishahaye wanted to ask Lynch what this sentence meant. Why did he know every word Lynch said, but he couldn't understand the meaning when they were connected?
Looking at mishehaye, who seemed to have lost his ability to speak, Lynch smiled. A breeze blew. The cool wind with some flower fragrance stirred the plants in the garden.
The mottled sunlight passed through the shaking gap between the leaves and briefly stayed on Lynch's face for a moment. Mishahaye looked away. It was too dazzling.
The sun was dazzling, and Lynch's smile was dazzling.
"Mr. mishahaye, you want me to show my sincerity. I don't think your request is too much. I'm willing to show my sincerity according to your request. What about your sincerity?"
Lynch leaned back against the back of the chair. He tilted his legs and lit a cigarette. In a moment, the initiative of the conversation between the two changed hands. The smoke emitted by the cigarette blocked their sight. The smile on Lynch's face also became a little strange and a little like a smile.
"The expression of sincerity should be on both sides, Mr. mishahaye, don't you think?"
Hard to deal with!
For a moment, this idea appeared in mishahaye's heart. Lynch was a very difficult person. He agreed to his difficult request without hesitation, and now he suddenly gave him a turn.
How difficult he was to lynch just now, and now Lynch's counterattack is even more difficult to resolve. After all, he even agreed to such excessive requirements. If his "sincerity" is not equal, Lynch can not fulfill his sincerity, because mishahaye first showed unbearable.
Mishehaye stared at Lynch. The damn smoke always made him feel that the Lynch he saw was not true, even if the distance between them was less than two meters.
After more than a minute of silence, mishehaye couldn't hold his breath. While losing his initiative, Lynch put more and more pressure on him. He even sweated, so he had to break the current situation and directly ask Lynch, "what do you want?"
Lynch shrugged. "Sincerity, or the only right to trade!"
He played the cigarette ash and didn't care that some of the cigarette ash fell on him with the wind. He looked at mishahaye and began to speak faster, but he enunciated clearly, "the only trade right, the exclusive trade right, which statement you can understand, so use which statement."
"I can save money. If one million federal sols is not enough, I can save two million, three million or more, but you must sign an exclusive trade agreement with me. From the signing of the agreement, the export business of Magura province and the types of goods I specify can only be operated exclusively by me. I set the price, formulate the sales rules and have the right to review Investigation, supervision and disposal power. "
He tilted his head slightly. "It's time for you to show your sincerity, Mr. mishahaye."
There was a lot of sweat on mishehaye's temples. He took out his handkerchief and wiped it without saying anything immediately. Lynch's request was too much, but his request just now was too much.
If he didn't agree to this, Lynch wouldn't deposit his money in the bank. He fell into a dead circle.
In fact, Lynch was asked to deposit money in order to put part of the money into his pocket first. At that time, they casually found a reason to turn Lynch's "deposit" into "investment deposit" and return it to him after all his investment activities were completed.
As long as his investment doesn't end for a day, the money can't be moved for a day, and even Lynch has to save more money for it.
But now, this trouble is not Lynch's trouble, but mishahaye and the young masters behind him.
"I can't be the master..."
Lynch got up directly when he heard the speech. He flicked the cigarette end in his hand and patted the ash falling on his body. "I'm sorry, Mr. mishahaye, find someone who can make decisions and talk to me, and..." he raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "I have other things, so I won't be with you!"
"What do you want?" Lynch broke another corner of the dessert and threw it into his mouth.Mishahaye smiled with a seemingly reserved smile, "it's not what I want, it's what our people want!"When he said this, he licked his lips. "Mr. Lynch, the market environment of Baylor Federation is much more open than ours. Have you ever met a liar in the process of doing business?"Lynch nodded, "yes."In Baylor federal, financial fraud cases related to business emerge one after another and become more and more elusive, especially those related to banks.It can be said that no one knows better than these fraudsters where the loopholes in the federal law are, and no one knows better than them what problems there are in the rules and regulations of banks.According to the chat between Lynch and Joe griman, the total amount of check fraud encountered by Jinhui last year exceeded 4.6 million. This is only one bank of Jinhui. There are six major banks in the Empire and many small regional banks. In fact, people encounter much more fraud than they get from newspapers and imagination.Mishehaye's smile was more profound, "we have also met......" with some emotion, he suddenly turned and became more tough after saying this sentence, "We have met a lot of swindlers here who cheat on food, drink and money in the name of investment. They promised us a lot of beautiful future. They failed to live up to our hope for development and people's desire.""Tragedy should not be repeated. What you have to do is very simple. Mr. Lynch, you only need to deposit a sum of money in our designated bank, and people will believe that you are different from those swindlers before!"Mishehaye picked up the cup and gulped down the tea that was so sweet that it was disgusting. A few seconds later, he put down the cup, picked up a towel, wiped the residual water stains on his lips, and pressed it casually, "of course, this is just my proposal..."He looked at Lynch with no expression on his face, but there were a lot of things churning in his eyes.This is a feeling that is not easy to describe. It is not as easy to be found as an intuitive performance. It is more like... Metaphysics, because we know that the eyes can not actually make any action, let alone have any color, but people can really feel some emotions and things in each other's hearts through looking at each other and changes in their eyes.Lynch looked at him and asked, "is this the protection fee?""Protection fee?", mishahaye's voice suddenly increased, and he raised his eyebrows, as if he were really surprised, "of course not, how can you think so?""We won't move the money you have in our bank. Only you have the power to control it. We just tell people that you are a real investor, your money has been in place - at least part of it has been in place, and the money won't leave with you because of your departure, that's all!""You can regard it as a gentleman's contract or a guarantee, but it is definitely not a protection fee. We never blackmail businessmen. Nagaril is also a civilized country!"Lynch kept smiling all the time. He nodded his head in cooperation. He seemed to agree. He put the broken cakes back on the plate and clapped his hands. "How much is it?"Mishahaye licked his lips again. I don't know whether it was because the tea left on his lips began to evaporate, leaving only adhesive sugar, or because he felt thirsty after eating and drinking so many sweet things. He licked his lips again. In fact, it was a very impolite behavior.If in the Federation, the women standing far away would be surprised to cover up their efforts, close their big mouths and guide others in an incredible voice - "look at that guy, he's so rude."100 million Galil, or the equivalent federal sol." mishahaye directly opened his mouth to the lion, and he added, "if you deposit federal sol, we can reduce some appropriately."There are not many foreign exchange reserves in nagary, but there are not many transnational consumption behaviors of this ruling class. If they exchange foreign exchange according to the official exchange rate, they will not suffer too much. However, the problem is that no international bank is willing to exchange currencies for others according to the foreign exchange rate proposed by nagary, and everything fluctuates according to the market itself.Mishahaye is also very clear, so he put forward the idea that foreign exchange deposits can be reduced, which is actually cutting off the price difference between the official exchange rate and the real exchange rate."Almost..." Lynch frowned and calculated, "1.13 million federal sol!"Mishahaye looked at Lynch unexpectedly. He thought Lynch would obviously refuse, so he would tell Lynch that if Lynch refused their request, Lynch would be restricted from leaving the country.Although Lynch has some bodyguards with him, these people also have guns, but they only have more than 40 people after all. Even if they can fight 100 nagary soldiers alone, only 4000 soldiers can take them.There are not many things in najal. There are worthless Dalits all over the street. Giving them the opportunity to become soldiers is a gift given to them. They are too happy.So mishahaye never considered that Lynch could refuse, he couldn't refuse.But similarly, he didn't think Lynch's reaction was so indifferent. He actually calculated the exchange rate, which made mishahaye's brain a little unable to turn around.After several seconds, he also calculated. He felt that it should be almost this number, and then nodded, "yes, your arithmetic ability is worth showing off!""There's nothing to show off. I can save this money..."Before Lynch's words were finished, mishehaye had more smiles on his face. The boy was better than he thought. He didn't even say threatening words, and Lynch accepted counseling, which also means that they can blackmail more things from Lynch.Wealth, technology, and other things.It was only Lynch's next half sentence that solidified the expression on his face.He said, "... But if I deposit my money in your designated bank, what can I get?"Mishahaye wanted to ask Lynch what this sentence meant. Why did he know every word Lynch said, but he couldn't understand the meaning when they were connected?Looking at mishehaye, who seemed to have lost his ability to speak, Lynch smiled. A breeze blew. The cool wind with some flower fragrance stirred the plants in the garden.The mottled sunlight passed through the shaking gap between the leaves and briefly stayed on Lynch's face for a moment. Mishahaye looked away. It was too dazzling.The sun was dazzling, and Lynch's smile was dazzling."Mr. mishahaye, you want me to show my sincerity. I don't think your request is too much. I'm willing to show my sincerity according to your request. What about your sincerity?"Lynch leaned back against the back of the chair. He tilted his legs and lit a cigarette. In a moment, the initiative of the conversation between the two changed hands. The smoke emitted by the cigarette blocked their sight. The smile on Lynch's face also became a little strange and a little like a smile."The expression of sincerity should be on both sides, Mr. mishahaye, don't you think?"Hard to deal with!For a moment, this idea appeared in mishahaye's heart. Lynch was a very difficult person. He agreed to his difficult request without hesitation, and now he suddenly gave him a turn.How difficult he was to lynch just now, and now Lynch's counterattack is even more difficult to resolve. After all, he even agreed to such excessive requirements. If his "sincerity" is not equal, Lynch can not fulfill his sincerity, because mishahaye first showed unbearable.Mishehaye stared at Lynch. The damn smoke always made him feel that the Lynch he saw was not true, even if the distance between them was less than two meters.After more than a minute of silence, mishehaye couldn't hold his breath. While losing his initiative, Lynch put more and more pressure on him. He even sweated, so he had to break the current situation and directly ask Lynch, "what do you want?"Lynch shrugged. "Sincerity, or the only right to trade!"He played the cigarette ash and didn't care that some of the cigarette ash fell on him with the wind. He looked at mishahaye and began to speak faster, but he enunciated clearly, "the only trade right, the exclusive trade right, which statement you can understand, so use which statement.""I can save money. If one million federal sols is not enough, I can save two million, three million or more, but you must sign an exclusive trade agreement with me. From the signing of the agreement, the export business of Magura province and the types of goods I specify can only be operated exclusively by me. I set the price, formulate the sales rules and have the right to review Investigation, supervision and disposal power. "He tilted his head slightly. "It's time for you to show your sincerity, Mr. mishahaye."There was a lot of sweat on mishehaye's temples. He took out his handkerchief and wiped it without saying anything immediately. Lynch's request was too much, but his request just now was too much.If he didn't agree to this, Lynch wouldn't deposit his money in the bank. He fell into a dead circle.In fact, Lynch was asked to deposit money in order to put part of the money into his pocket first. At that time, they casually found a reason to turn Lynch's "deposit" into "investment deposit" and return it to him after all his investment activities were completed.As long as his investment doesn't end for a day, the money can't be moved for a day, and even Lynch has to save more money for it.But now, this trouble is not Lynch's trouble, but mishahaye and the young masters behind him."I can't be the master..."Lynch got up directly when he heard the speech. He flicked the cigarette end in his hand and patted the ash falling on his body. "I'm sorry, Mr. mishahaye, find someone who can make decisions and talk to me, and..." he raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "I have other things, so I won't be with you!"
