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Blackstone Code - Chapter 447

Published at 15th of March 2024 07:16:59 AM


Chapter 447

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What Lynch said was not gentle, which made Simon feel a little uncomfortable.

He used to do a stable business without competition for so long that he forgot what competition was like.

But it was Lynch's uncomfortable words that put Simon's heart down.

Maybe the facts can't be as fair as Lynch said, but even if there are some differences, he doesn't think it's a problem.

Over the years, he has accumulated too many contacts here. It can be said that the sales channel of nagariel under the monopoly of Preston firm was firmly controlled by Mr. Simon.

Only they can sell goods. People must come to him if they want to buy anything better. He has perfect sales channels.

Even if the competition becomes more intense in the future, people are less likely to abandon him as long as he can keep the price within the acceptable range.

This is an obvious thing. People always read the old ones. Before showing an obvious gap, people may try new things, but they will eventually choose the old ones.

"One more thing, Mr. Lynch..." Mr. Simon smiled more, "if I want to take a stake in the nagariel joint development company..."

In a slightly deliberative tone, there was a kind of inferiority. The woman kneeling on the ground glanced at her husband quietly and quickly lowered her head.

It was the first time she had seen Simon show such a humble attitude in front of other people except Mr. Preston, which might not be noticed by ordinary people, but she could feel it.

An arrogant man, even in the face of the governor, would not be so humble, but at this moment, he put down his arrogance.

This also makes the woman a little scary. She doesn't quite understand the changes in the current situation in nagaril. She only knows that some things seem to have begun to change.

Lynch shook his head. "It's not that I won't let you take shares. You know, there are some big guys in the company, and I only occupy 3% of the shares..."

He directly pressed down the cigarette end he smoked. The woman responded quickly and immediately held the ashtray against the cigarette end. She was used to serving others like this.

Lynch didn't say thank you. He heard ASLE say that when he said thank you to his brother's wife, the whole family thought his brother's wife was seducing him and even helped them spend the night.

He didn't want Simon to keep the woman, so he didn't say thank you and didn't even look at it again.

He leaned back and sat on the back of the rattan chair, gently pressing and caressing the armrest of the rattan chair with one hand.

The originally soft vine becomes hard after processing and has enough toughness.

They painted a layer of varnish on the surface of these vines to avoid the influence of the natural environment. It is very comfortable to touch them without stabbing your hands at all.

"I know what you're worried about. You don't need to think about it like this. Please forgive me for my unintentional offense. Even if the company allows you to take shares, you can't get much money."

Lynch said with a smile, "for every 1% of the shares, it is 10 million federal sol!"

Mr. Simon took a breath. Over the years, he has saved three or four million profits, some of which have been sent home, and the rest are many.

This is why he would say that if he lost his current business, he would be desperate. Once Lynch and federal businessmen began to clean up the original foreign businessmen here, they only need to prohibit people from buying their industries, which will be enough for them to have a headache for a long time.

His expression at this time... Was a little weird. His muscles beat a few times and his eyelids jumped a few times. Maybe Lynch's big number frightened him.

One percent is ten million, one hundred percent is one billion federal sol!

But the blow is not over yet. Lynch doesn't mind saying something that scares him. "Those are just the prices when we raised funds. Now the prices have risen a lot, just like what I just said!"

"It's not that we don't welcome you to join the joint development company. It's simply because we really have a high start," he said and smiled. "Sorry, I don't mean anything else."

It sounded like Lynch looked down on Mr. Simon, so he apologized for it.

"No, it doesn't matter. You don't need to apologize, Mr. Lynch. I can understand what you mean..." Mr. Simon waved his hand again and again. "You're right. Even if I try my best, I can't afford even 1% or even 0.1% of the shares."

Mr. Simon has almost figured it out by now. He has done monopoly business here for so many years, and he has generally understood it.

In fact, the market value of the nagary joint development company is about equal to their company's income in nagary in the medium and short term.

Before, the less strict monopoly group was enough to make Mr. Simon earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. What about the whole nagary?

A country's annual profits of tens of millions will only make the stock price of joint development companies higher and higher, and finally break through the sky.

Now he can't keep up, so he doesn't need to think he can keep up in the future.

He looked at Lynch again with some emotion, some loss and some loss.

Lynch is very young. Even though his appearance is very old-fashioned, he still gives people a very young feeling.

It is such a young man who has been able to spend 30 million to buy the shares of the joint development company ①, but he, known as "Mr. Simon", is still worried about that little money.

This is the gap. The gap brings envy, jealousy, loss after comparison, and a kind of loss.

Then he asked some other things he was very concerned about, such as taking the goods.

In the past, the goods of these foreign businessmen were taken through Preton firm. The firm delivered them directly according to their quota. They sold whatever they sent.

Because it is an exclusive monopoly business, they don't need to worry that their goods can't be sold, and the governor is also one of his guests.

Now, he can take goods directly from the Distribution Office of the joint development company. He can take whatever he wants. No one will even give him too many restrictions, including price restrictions.

Everything seemed to be changing in a good way that Mr. Simon had not considered. This conversation made him feel relaxed.

After chatting about some interesting local stories, Mr. Simon took the initiative to invite Lynch to his home and left with his wife and children.

Standing in the yard looking at the car in the distance, Lynch shook his head and took back his eyes.

These businessmen can't let them all go. They collude with Preston firm and rely on monopoly to climb on the people of nagary to suck blood.

Even if they just suck blood, they also make a mess of the market. If someone can turn over some records, or let some old people recall that before the establishment of Preston firm, the business atmosphere in nagary was not as bad as it is now.

The limited but free trade market makes the trade of the whole country in a thriving process. People exchange more things they can't use for money or what they need.

The rich variety of market commodities brought demand, and people began to think about making money and changing their lives. That time was almost the peak of nagaril's development in recent years.

Without the intervention of Preston, the situation might have been better.

But monopoly and power money trading destroyed these, the market continued to shrink, and the circulation of money began to be limited. These people are the culprits.

They are full of blood and want to leave. It's not so easy.

Lynch even thought that if Mr. Simon wanted to leave safely and not encounter wind and waves at sea, remnants of pirates or crew who wanted to get rich, he'd better spit out what he ate.

Of course, such a large amount of money thrown into the whole region at once is not of much use, so Lynch will reluctantly set up a foundation to keep these illegal gains on behalf of the people of nagary.

I'm so fucking noble!

When he turned around, the staff sergeant had come.

"Boss, it has been arranged!"

Lynch nodded. "Have dinner first. We'll go after dinner."

Nothing at lunch.

After 1:00 p.m., three high chassis cars - this thing actually looks more like a business van, SUV or Bigfoot.

Its chassis is much higher than that of a normal car, and the shock absorption is more exaggerated. This kind of car is only available locally.

There are rugged mud roads in the city center. It's better when it's sunny. If it's rainy, there may be a huge pit under a seemingly shallow water surface.

In addition, the rain makes the soil loose, and the condition of the road has not been very good. Almost all cars coming to nagaril need to be modified to run normally.

In addition to a few cars, there is a small truck full of things.

When the motorcade appeared, it attracted the curious eyes of some locals, and some of them followed it idly.

Because of road and environmental problems, the speed is not fast.

In the wake of the people, the motorcade entered a local orphanage, and the emotions of those who followed spontaneously seemed to have changed.

There are orphanages in nagariel, but there are no nursing homes. There have been them before, but more and more families send the elderly to the nursing homes for free, and the nursing homes are gradually closed.

However, this did not prevent families from sending the elderly away. Instead of sending them to nursing homes, they drove them into the street.

But there is an orphanage in nagary, and children are hope. Even in places that lag behind, people know this.

Every year, the government will allocate some financial funds to orphanages everywhere, but the funds allocated are not very large and can only be barely maintained.

Today, Lynch is here to give back to the society. Many reporters from local newspapers have come to witness this historic moment.

After the car stopped, Lynch got out of the car with a heavy face, looked at about 50 or 60 children in the yard, looked at the timidity in their eyes, and his expression became more solemn.




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