Chapter 696
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Some things are destined to be difficult to let go, such as hatred.
Invaders, butchers, executioners, demons
These words seem to be appropriate for the gavra - for the locals.
It's not easy for someone to work for gavra people under the pressure of public opinion, but more people, angry people, still respond in silence.
They may not continue to resist gavra's rule, but do they want to take the initiative to work for gavra in a short time?
This seems unrealistic. It can't be that the gavra people just stabbed the locals. The locals covered their bloody wounds and helped them earn their own money.
There is no way to start work without workers. More importantly, the market here is not only accessible to gavra people, but also to federals, which leads to an unexpected situation.
Competition!
Gavra's native land and even the emperor are very concerned here. I don't know where a gossip came from. After the Imperial Emperor lost one after another in the contest with the Federation, he hopes gavra's capitalists can help him save a game.
Defeat federal businessmen in a fair environment.
As the supreme ruler of a country, the emperor's wish became the wish of some nobles, so many businessmen told them that they must make brilliant achievements as soon as possible!
As soon as everyone heard what the president of the chamber of Commerce said, their faces suddenly became worse.
After hesitating for a long time, the president of the chamber of Commerce sighed again, "continue to increase wages. The previous means are useless now. The federates will stare at us. They expect us to break the rules, and we can only compete with them within the rules."
"We have suffered the losses of the federals this time, but they don't want to be better!" the president of the chamber of Commerce has not much mood fluctuation. He has predicted the worst situation.
Since the federals caught those "criminals" and gave them to the gavra, they actually felt that something was wrong, but this was ignored under the strong desire for revenge.
With smiles on their faces, they watched rows of locals being sent to the execution ground and ended their ugly and evil life after a gunshot.
The mountains of corpses always wake people up in the middle of the night. Now, retribution has come.
He recovered, licked his lips and looked at the others. "We raised our wages higher. For us, it may indeed cause an increase in labor costs in a short time, but these costs are far less than the wages of local workers."
"We can first process some semi-finished products locally to reduce the labor gap here. After cooling down for a period of time, people will still join us."
"Life must move forward, gentlemen. As long as we can recruit the number of workers we need, Lynch's federal businessmen must raise their wages to the workers."
"One side is the daily wage settlement of three or five yuan a day, and the other side is the daily wage settlement of seventy cents. Gentlemen, if you chose, which would you choose?"
The businessmen in the room immediately reacted and smiled, "you're right, Mr. President, as long as we can survive this period of time, Lynch's labor cost will increase, and even we can dig his employees..."
The atmosphere in the room became active. Everyone had their own ideas. Many of these people's ideas were shameless, but we must also admit that what they said was indeed true.
Hatred is really not easy to let go, but when something that has a greater impact on people than hatred appears, hatred can only fall back.
For example, hunger, such as family, such as life and living more
Soon, the salary on the board of the gavra recruitment point directly rose to three yuan. The unit is FRA, which is about five yuan of federal sol, a little more than three times Lynch's salary.
After raising the price, there were several more people. Everyone was relieved to see this scene.
The president of the chamber of Commerce made a suggestion, "I will talk to your Excellency the governor about calming the local people's emotions. Later, we may hold some charity activities, and you all have to participate."
Others naturally nodded and won over the bottom of society through charity. This simple means is not only good at federals, but also good at gavra.
Just before they were happy, someone came up panting, "Mr. President... I just came from the federates, and they also raised their salary..."
Looking at the horse who was about to gasp for breath, the president asked someone to send him a glass of water. After saying thank you, he drank the water cleanly in five mouthfuls.
The president's face remained unchanged and asked softly, "how much did their salary rise?"
"A dollar and eighty cents, federal sol!"
The president looked at a guy around him who looked like an assistant. The guy immediately said, "about a dollar (FRA)."
"So we're still three times their salary?" the president didn't worry much. "Are there many people over there?"
"Many... Are people!"
After all, the federals did not kill in front of everyone, which not only eased their emotions, but also had some alternative vent windows.
It's like a person has to choose between an enemy who kills his father and a stranger. Even if the conditions given by the stranger are not very good, people will prefer strangers to enemies who kill their father.
But it's no use saying this now. From the beginning, they were "cheated" by Lynch.
The dull atmosphere did not disperse until everyone left here, but became more silent.
People can recruit many people with less money, but they can only recruit some old men with three times their salary. Although they know that this gap will not be so obvious in the future, they still hold their breath.
These businessmen have not been tempered by the free market, but also look a little immature.
The president of the chamber of Commerce ate something and drank some wine in the evening. When he was preparing to go to bed early, the housekeeper came outside his study, "Sir, Mr. Lynch hopes to talk to you."
"Let him... Who do you mean?" the president suddenly sat up straight. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the housekeeper outside the door through the gap between a pair of glasses and his forehead.
The housekeeper kept his humble posture, "Mr. Lynch, sir."
Subconsciously, the president wanted to refuse to meet Lynch, but he stopped the impulse. After a little thinking, he took off his glasses and stood up. "Take him to the living room and I'll change my clothes."
In just a few minutes, the president changed a suit of casual clothes. Up to now, he hasn't figured out what purpose Lynch came to see him. Is he laughing?
Or what?
At the moment he walked down the stairs, his serious thinking look turned into a warm smile like the spring breeze, "good evening, Mr. Lynch, you should call first so that I can change my clothes in advance!"
He took the initiative to meet him.
Compared with gavra nobles, they still retain their rigid tradition. Sofa erodes ordinary people and capitalists a little faster. Especially capitalists, most of them have sofas and are used to enjoying sofas.
"If you visit rashly, please forgive me."
The two shook hands hypocritically, and then sat down separately.
After a few simple greetings, such as "today's weather is good", Lynch cut into the topic.
"I heard today that you didn't recruit many workers?"
On how to offend the gavra merchant with one sentence.
The president's eyelids shook uncontrollably. He bowed his head to cover up the discontent that was about to overflow from his eyes, "is it a shame?"
"Shame?" Lynch raised his voice a little. "No, of course not. I don't have any ideas or meanings to laugh at you and other friends, nor do I come to show off."
"I just saw a market in the spirit of a qualified businessman, and I happen to have the ability to supply, so I appeared here."
Lynch spoke slowly and clearly, but the president still couldn't understand, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr. Lynch."
At this time, the housekeeper brought tea and snacks. After he left, Lynch picked up a very exquisite cake at will.
Gavra people always focus on what they don't need. Of course, this is what they call "life".
"You can't hire people, but I have a lot of workers. We can let these people in my hands work for you in some ways."
"This has solved the inconvenience that I need to feed these people, and recruited enough workers for you. For both of us, this is a win-win situation."
After thinking for a while, the president frowned and said, "I just made it clear that you mean to let your people work for me, and then I give you, or their salary, is that right?"
Lynch's smile became brighter. "That's it, but it's not paid to them, but paid to me, and then I paid to them."
"You know, making money is not easy!"
The president laughed, "then why don't I just give them the money and hire them directly?"
Lynch also said the reason without hesitation, "because you can't hire anyone!"
The president looked at Lynch with a strange expression, "but we can finally hire enough people!"
"You will also miss the whole market!" Lynch's counterattack was too fast to keep up with the president's thinking.
The president frowned. He was more or less interested in Lynch's statement, "how much is a person?"
The smile returned to Lynch's face, "I looked at your recruitment board. The daily salary of sanfula is settled every day. I can give you a slightly lower price, two yuan and eighty cents. You can settle it with Fula or sol."
The president was still a little angry at this time. He said with a smile, "we need a lot of workers. Do you have so many workers?"
Lynch smiled so much that he was about to show his back teeth. "How much you want!"
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Some things are destined to be difficult to let go, such as hatred.
Invaders, butchers, executioners, demons
These words seem to be appropriate for the gavra - for the locals.
It's not easy for someone to work for gavra people under the pressure of public opinion, but more people, angry people, still respond in silence.
They may not continue to resist gavra's rule, but do they want to take the initiative to work for gavra in a short time?
This seems unrealistic. It can't be that the gavra people just stabbed the locals. The locals covered their bloody wounds and helped them earn their own money.
There is no way to start work without workers. More importantly, the market here is not only accessible to gavra people, but also to federals, which leads to an unexpected situation.
Competition!
Gavra's native land and even the emperor are very concerned here. I don't know where a gossip came from. After the Imperial Emperor lost one after another in the contest with the Federation, he hopes gavra's capitalists can help him save a game.
Defeat federal businessmen in a fair environment.
As the supreme ruler of a country, the emperor's wish became the wish of some nobles, so many businessmen told them that they must make brilliant achievements as soon as possible!
As soon as everyone heard what the president of the chamber of Commerce said, their faces suddenly became worse.
After hesitating for a long time, the president of the chamber of Commerce sighed again, "continue to increase wages. The previous means are useless now. The federates will stare at us. They expect us to break the rules, and we can only compete with them within the rules."
"We have suffered the losses of the federals this time, but they don't want to be better!" the president of the chamber of Commerce has not much mood fluctuation. He has predicted the worst situation.
Since the federals caught those "criminals" and gave them to the gavra, they actually felt that something was wrong, but this was ignored under the strong desire for revenge.
With smiles on their faces, they watched rows of locals being sent to the execution ground and ended their ugly and evil life after a gunshot.
The mountains of corpses always wake people up in the middle of the night. Now, retribution has come.
He recovered, licked his lips and looked at the others. "We raised our wages higher. For us, it may indeed cause an increase in labor costs in a short time, but these costs are far less than the wages of local workers."
"We can first process some semi-finished products locally to reduce the labor gap here. After cooling down for a period of time, people will still join us."
"Life must move forward, gentlemen. As long as we can recruit the number of workers we need, Lynch's federal businessmen must raise their wages to the workers."
"One side is the daily wage settlement of three or five yuan a day, and the other side is the daily wage settlement of seventy cents. Gentlemen, if you chose, which would you choose?"
The businessmen in the room immediately reacted and smiled, "you're right, Mr. President, as long as we can survive this period of time, Lynch's labor cost will increase, and even we can dig his employees..."
The atmosphere in the room became active. Everyone had their own ideas. Many of these people's ideas were shameless, but we must also admit that what they said was indeed true.
Hatred is really not easy to let go, but when something that has a greater impact on people than hatred appears, hatred can only fall back.
For example, hunger, such as family, such as life and living more
Soon, the salary on the board of the gavra recruitment point directly rose to three yuan. The unit is FRA, which is about five yuan of federal sol, a little more than three times Lynch's salary.
After raising the price, there were several more people. Everyone was relieved to see this scene.
The president of the chamber of Commerce made a suggestion, "I will talk to your Excellency the governor about calming the local people's emotions. Later, we may hold some charity activities, and you all have to participate."
Others naturally nodded and won over the bottom of society through charity. This simple means is not only good at federals, but also good at gavra.
Just before they were happy, someone came up panting, "Mr. President... I just came from the federates, and they also raised their salary..."
Looking at the horse who was about to gasp for breath, the president asked someone to send him a glass of water. After saying thank you, he drank the water cleanly in five mouthfuls.
The president's face remained unchanged and asked softly, "how much did their salary rise?"
"A dollar and eighty cents, federal sol!"
The president looked at a guy around him who looked like an assistant. The guy immediately said, "about a dollar (FRA)."
"So we're still three times their salary?" the president didn't worry much. "Are there many people over there?"
"Many... Are people!"
After all, the federals did not kill in front of everyone, which not only eased their emotions, but also had some alternative vent windows.
It's like a person has to choose between an enemy who kills his father and a stranger. Even if the conditions given by the stranger are not very good, people will prefer strangers to enemies who kill their father.
But it's no use saying this now. From the beginning, they were "cheated" by Lynch.
The dull atmosphere did not disperse until everyone left here, but became more silent.
People can recruit many people with less money, but they can only recruit some old men with three times their salary. Although they know that this gap will not be so obvious in the future, they still hold their breath.
These businessmen have not been tempered by the free market, but also look a little immature.
The president of the chamber of Commerce ate something and drank some wine in the evening. When he was preparing to go to bed early, the housekeeper came outside his study, "Sir, Mr. Lynch hopes to talk to you."
"Let him... Who do you mean?" the president suddenly sat up straight. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the housekeeper outside the door through the gap between a pair of glasses and his forehead.
The housekeeper kept his humble posture, "Mr. Lynch, sir."
Subconsciously, the president wanted to refuse to meet Lynch, but he stopped the impulse. After a little thinking, he took off his glasses and stood up. "Take him to the living room and I'll change my clothes."
In just a few minutes, the president changed a suit of casual clothes. Up to now, he hasn't figured out what purpose Lynch came to see him. Is he laughing?
Or what?
At the moment he walked down the stairs, his serious thinking look turned into a warm smile like the spring breeze, "good evening, Mr. Lynch, you should call first so that I can change my clothes in advance!"
He took the initiative to meet him.
Compared with gavra nobles, they still retain their rigid tradition. Sofa erodes ordinary people and capitalists a little faster. Especially capitalists, most of them have sofas and are used to enjoying sofas.
"If you visit rashly, please forgive me."
The two shook hands hypocritically, and then sat down separately.
After a few simple greetings, such as "today's weather is good", Lynch cut into the topic.
"I heard today that you didn't recruit many workers?"
On how to offend the gavra merchant with one sentence.
The president's eyelids shook uncontrollably. He bowed his head to cover up the discontent that was about to overflow from his eyes, "is it a shame?"
"Shame?" Lynch raised his voice a little. "No, of course not. I don't have any ideas or meanings to laugh at you and other friends, nor do I come to show off."
"I just saw a market in the spirit of a qualified businessman, and I happen to have the ability to supply, so I appeared here."
Lynch spoke slowly and clearly, but the president still couldn't understand, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr. Lynch."
At this time, the housekeeper brought tea and snacks. After he left, Lynch picked up a very exquisite cake at will.
Gavra people always focus on what they don't need. Of course, this is what they call "life".
"You can't hire people, but I have a lot of workers. We can let these people in my hands work for you in some ways."
"This has solved the inconvenience that I need to feed these people, and recruited enough workers for you. For both of us, this is a win-win situation."
After thinking for a while, the president frowned and said, "I just made it clear that you mean to let your people work for me, and then I give you, or their salary, is that right?"
Lynch's smile became brighter. "That's it, but it's not paid to them, but paid to me, and then I paid to them."
"You know, making money is not easy!"
The president laughed, "then why don't I just give them the money and hire them directly?"
Lynch also said the reason without hesitation, "because you can't hire anyone!"
The president looked at Lynch with a strange expression, "but we can finally hire enough people!"
"You will also miss the whole market!" Lynch's counterattack was too fast to keep up with the president's thinking.
The president frowned. He was more or less interested in Lynch's statement, "how much is a person?"
The smile returned to Lynch's face, "I looked at your recruitment board. The daily salary of sanfula is settled every day. I can give you a slightly lower price, two yuan and eighty cents. You can settle it with Fula or sol."
The president was still a little angry at this time. He said with a smile, "we need a lot of workers. Do you have so many workers?"
Lynch smiled so much that he was about to show his back teeth. "How much you want!"
Some things are destined to be difficult to let go, such as hatred.Invaders, butchers, executioners, demonsThese words seem to be appropriate for the gavra - for the locals.It's not easy for someone to work for gavra people under the pressure of public opinion, but more people, angry people, still respond in silence.They may not continue to resist gavra's rule, but do they want to take the initiative to work for gavra in a short time?This seems unrealistic. It can't be that the gavra people just stabbed the locals. The locals covered their bloody wounds and helped them earn their own money.There is no way to start work without workers. More importantly, the market here is not only accessible to gavra people, but also to federals, which leads to an unexpected situation.Competition!Gavra's native land and even the emperor are very concerned here. I don't know where a gossip came from. After the Imperial Emperor lost one after another in the contest with the Federation, he hopes gavra's capitalists can help him save a game.Defeat federal businessmen in a fair environment.As the supreme ruler of a country, the emperor's wish became the wish of some nobles, so many businessmen told them that they must make brilliant achievements as soon as possible!As soon as everyone heard what the president of the chamber of Commerce said, their faces suddenly became worse.After hesitating for a long time, the president of the chamber of Commerce sighed again, "continue to increase wages. The previous means are useless now. The federates will stare at us. They expect us to break the rules, and we can only compete with them within the rules.""We have suffered the losses of the federals this time, but they don't want to be better!" the president of the chamber of Commerce has not much mood fluctuation. He has predicted the worst situation.Since the federals caught those "criminals" and gave them to the gavra, they actually felt that something was wrong, but this was ignored under the strong desire for revenge.With smiles on their faces, they watched rows of locals being sent to the execution ground and ended their ugly and evil life after a gunshot.The mountains of corpses always wake people up in the middle of the night. Now, retribution has come.He recovered, licked his lips and looked at the others. "We raised our wages higher. For us, it may indeed cause an increase in labor costs in a short time, but these costs are far less than the wages of local workers.""We can first process some semi-finished products locally to reduce the labor gap here. After cooling down for a period of time, people will still join us.""Life must move forward, gentlemen. As long as we can recruit the number of workers we need, Lynch's federal businessmen must raise their wages to the workers.""One side is the daily wage settlement of three or five yuan a day, and the other side is the daily wage settlement of seventy cents. Gentlemen, if you chose, which would you choose?"The businessmen in the room immediately reacted and smiled, "you're right, Mr. President, as long as we can survive this period of time, Lynch's labor cost will increase, and even we can dig his employees..."The atmosphere in the room became active. Everyone had their own ideas. Many of these people's ideas were shameless, but we must also admit that what they said was indeed true.Hatred is really not easy to let go, but when something that has a greater impact on people than hatred appears, hatred can only fall back.For example, hunger, such as family, such as life and living moreSoon, the salary on the board of the gavra recruitment point directly rose to three yuan. The unit is FRA, which is about five yuan of federal sol, a little more than three times Lynch's salary.After raising the price, there were several more people. Everyone was relieved to see this scene.The president of the chamber of Commerce made a suggestion, "I will talk to your Excellency the governor about calming the local people's emotions. Later, we may hold some charity activities, and you all have to participate."Others naturally nodded and won over the bottom of society through charity. This simple means is not only good at federals, but also good at gavra.Just before they were happy, someone came up panting, "Mr. President... I just came from the federates, and they also raised their salary..."Looking at the horse who was about to gasp for breath, the president asked someone to send him a glass of water. After saying thank you, he drank the water cleanly in five mouthfuls.The president's face remained unchanged and asked softly, "how much did their salary rise?""A dollar and eighty cents, federal sol!"The president looked at a guy around him who looked like an assistant. The guy immediately said, "about a dollar FRA.""So we're still three times their salary?" the president didn't worry much. "Are there many people over there?""Many... Are people!"After all, the federals did not kill in front of everyone, which not only eased their emotions, but also had some alternative vent windows.It's like a person has to choose between an enemy who kills his father and a stranger. Even if the conditions given by the stranger are not very good, people will prefer strangers to enemies who kill their father.But it's no use saying this now. From the beginning, they were "cheated" by Lynch.The dull atmosphere did not disperse until everyone left here, but became more silent.People can recruit many people with less money, but they can only recruit some old men with three times their salary. Although they know that this gap will not be so obvious in the future, they still hold their breath.These businessmen have not been tempered by the free market, but also look a little immature.The president of the chamber of Commerce ate something and drank some wine in the evening. When he was preparing to go to bed early, the housekeeper came outside his study, "Sir, Mr. Lynch hopes to talk to you.""Let him... Who do you mean?" the president suddenly sat up straight. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the housekeeper outside the door through the gap between a pair of glasses and his forehead.The housekeeper kept his humble posture, "Mr. Lynch, sir."Subconsciously, the president wanted to refuse to meet Lynch, but he stopped the impulse. After a little thinking, he took off his glasses and stood up. "Take him to the living room and I'll change my clothes."In just a few minutes, the president changed a suit of casual clothes. Up to now, he hasn't figured out what purpose Lynch came to see him. Is he laughing?Or what?At the moment he walked down the stairs, his serious thinking look turned into a warm smile like the spring breeze, "good evening, Mr. Lynch, you should call first so that I can change my clothes in advance!"He took the initiative to meet him.Compared with gavra nobles, they still retain their rigid tradition. Sofa erodes ordinary people and capitalists a little faster. Especially capitalists, most of them have sofas and are used to enjoying sofas."If you visit rashly, please forgive me."The two shook hands hypocritically, and then sat down separately.After a few simple greetings, such as "today's weather is good", Lynch cut into the topic."I heard today that you didn't recruit many workers?"On how to offend the gavra merchant with one sentence.The president's eyelids shook uncontrollably. He bowed his head to cover up the discontent that was about to overflow from his eyes, "is it a shame?""Shame?" Lynch raised his voice a little. "No, of course not. I don't have any ideas or meanings to laugh at you and other friends, nor do I come to show off.""I just saw a market in the spirit of a qualified businessman, and I happen to have the ability to supply, so I appeared here."Lynch spoke slowly and clearly, but the president still couldn't understand, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr. Lynch."At this time, the housekeeper brought tea and snacks. After he left, Lynch picked up a very exquisite cake at will.Gavra people always focus on what they don't need. Of course, this is what they call "life"."You can't hire people, but I have a lot of workers. We can let these people in my hands work for you in some ways.""This has solved the inconvenience that I need to feed these people, and recruited enough workers for you. For both of us, this is a win-win situation."After thinking for a while, the president frowned and said, "I just made it clear that you mean to let your people work for me, and then I give you, or their salary, is that right?"Lynch's smile became brighter. "That's it, but it's not paid to them, but paid to me, and then I paid to them.""You know, making money is not easy!"The president laughed, "then why don't I just give them the money and hire them directly?"Lynch also said the reason without hesitation, "because you can't hire anyone!"The president looked at Lynch with a strange expression, "but we can finally hire enough people!""You will also miss the whole market!" Lynch's counterattack was too fast to keep up with the president's thinking.The president frowned. He was more or less interested in Lynch's statement, "how much is a person?"The smile returned to Lynch's face, "I looked at your recruitment board. The daily salary of sanfula is settled every day. I can give you a slightly lower price, two yuan and eighty cents. You can settle it with Fula or sol."The president was still a little angry at this time. He said with a smile, "we need a lot of workers. Do you have so many workers?"Lynch smiled so much that he was about to show his back teeth. "How much you want!"
