Blackstone Code Chapter 446: Compassion
"Blackstone Password New()" Find the latest chapter!
Lynch's remarks were not mild and arguably made Simon feel a little uncomfortable.
He's been doing that kind of stable business without competition for so long that he himself has forgotten what competition really looks like.
But it was Lynch's uncomfortable remarks that made Simon feel more relieved.
Maybe the facts are not quite as fair as Lynch said, but even if there are some differences, he does not think it is a big problem.
In the past few years, he has accumulated too many contacts locally. It can be said that the Nagalil sales channel under the monopoly of Preton Firm was firmly in the hands of Mr. Simon.
Only they have products to sell. People who want to buy better things must come to him. He has a perfect sales channel.
Even if the competition becomes fiercer in the future, as long as he can stay within the acceptable range in terms of price, people will not abandon him.
It's an obvious thing, people think about the old all the time, and people may try new things before showing a noticeable difference, but they end up choosing old things.
"One more thing, Mr. Lynch...", Mr. Simon's face increased with a smile, "If I want to take a stake in Nagalil Joint Development Company..."
There was a kind of humility in the slightly negotiating tone. The woman kneeling on the ground glanced at her husband quietly, and then quickly lowered her head.
This is the first time she has seen Simon show such a humble attitude in front of everyone other than Mr. Preton. It may not be noticed by ordinary people, but she can feel it.
An arrogant man would not be so humble even in the face of the governor, but at this moment, he let go of his arrogance.
This also makes the woman a little terrified. She doesn't quite understand the current situation in Nagalil. She only knows that some things seem to have begun to change.
Lynch shook his head, "This can't be done, it's not that I don't let you become a shareholder. You know, there are some big guys in the company, and I only hold 3% of the shares..."
He directly pressed down the cigarette **** that was almost smoked. The woman responded quickly and immediately held the ashtray to face the cigarette butt. 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 made them spend the night .
He didn't want Simon to keep the woman, so he not only didn't say thank you, he didn't even take another look.
He leaned back, leaned back on the back of the rattan chair, and lightly stroked the armrest of the rattan chair with one hand.
While the originally soft Fujiko has been processed to become hard, it still has sufficient toughness.
They brushed a layer of varnish or something on the surface of the vines to protect it from the natural environment, making it comfortable to touch and not irritating at all.
"I know what you are worried about. You don't need to think about it at all. Please forgive my unintentional offense. Even if the company allows you to take a share, you will not be able to make much money."
Lynch said with a half-smile, "Every 1% of the shares is 10 million Federal Sol!"
Mr. Simon took a deep breath. Over the years, he has saved three or four million profits, some of which have been sent back to China, and the rest are a lot.
This is also the reason why he would say that if he lost his current business, he would have nowhere to go. Once Lynch and the federal merchants start to clean up the original foreign merchants here, it is enough to just ban people from buying their properties. They have had headaches for a long time.
His expression at this time... a little weird, his muscles twitched a few times, his eyelids twitched a few times, maybe the big number Lynch said scared him.
One percent is ten million, and one hundred percent is one billion federal sol!
It's just that the blow isn't over yet, and Lynch doesn't mind continuing to say something that scares him, "Those were just the prices we raised when we raised, and the prices have gone up a lot now, like I just said. !”
"It's not that we don't welcome you to the joint development company, it's just that our start is really high.", he said with a smile, "sorry, I don't mean anything else."
It sounded like Lynch looked down on Mr. Simon, so he apologized.
"No, it's okay, you don't need to apologize, Mr. Lynch, I can understand what you mean...", Mr. Simon waved his hands again and again, "You're right, even if I try my best, I can't afford even a percent One, or even a 0.1 percent stake."
Mr. Simon has almost figured it out at this time. He has been doing monopoly business here for so many years, and he generally understands it.
In fact, the market value of Nagalil Joint Development Company is approximately equal to the short-term and medium-term income of their company in Nagalil.
The previously less strict monopoly group was enough for Mr. Simon to earn hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands a year. What about the whole of Nagalil?
A country's tens of millions of dollars in annual profits will only make the joint development company's stock price higher and higher, eventually breaking the sky.
Now that he can't keep up, he doesn't need to think about being able to keep up in the future.
He looked at Lynch again with emotion, some loss, and some daze.
Lynch is very young, and even though he looks old-fashioned, he still feels very young.
It is such a young man who has been able to spend 30 million to buy the joint development company's stock①, and he, "Mr. Simon" in people's mouth, is still worrying about that little money.
This is the gap. The gap brings envy, jealousy, loss after comparison, and a kind of daze.
He then asked about other things he was very concerned about, such as getting the goods.
In the past, the foreign merchants of them all took the goods through the Preton firm, and the firm shipped them directly according to their quota, and they sold whatever they sent.
Because it is an exclusive monopoly business, they don't need to worry about not being able to sell their goods, and the Governor is also one of his guests.
Now, he can take goods directly from the joint development company's distribution office, and he can take what he wants, and no one even gives him too many restrictions, including price restrictions.
Everything seems to be moving in a positive direction that Mr. Simon hadn't considered, and this conversation made him feel a little lighter.
After chatting some local anecdotes, Mr. Simon took the initiative to invite Lynch to his house and left with his wife and children.
Standing in the yard looking at the car in the distance, Lynch shook his head and looked away.
These merchants couldn't let them all go, they colluded with the Preton Firm, and they crawled on the people of Nagalil to **** blood by means of a monopoly.
It's fine if it's just blood sucking, they've also made a mess of the market, if someone can look up some records, or let some old people recall, before the establishment of Preton Firm, the business atmosphere in Nagalil was not good as bad as it is now.
The limited but free trade market makes the trade of the whole country in a prosperous process. People exchange more and more things they don't use for money, or things they need.
The rich variety of market commodities brought demand, and people began to think about making money to change their lives. That period was almost the peak of Nagalil's development over the years.
Things might have been better if it hadn't been for Preton's intervention.
Monopoly and power-money transactions have ruined these, the market has been shrinking, and the circulation of currency has begun to be restricted. These people are the culprits.
They're so full of blood that it's not that easy to leave.
Lynch even thought about it. If Mr. Simon wants to leave safely, without encountering wind and waves on the sea, remnants of pirates or crew members looking for money, then he'd better spit out what he ate.
Of course, throwing such a large sum of money into the entire region at once is not very useful, so Lynch will reluctantly set up some kind of foundation to protect the illegal income on behalf of the people of Nagalil.
I'm so **** noble!
As he turned around, the sergeant had already approached.
"Boss, it has been arranged!"
Lynch nodded, "Eat first, and we'll leave after dinner."
No words at lunch.
After one o'clock in the afternoon, three high-riding sedans - these things actually look more like business cars, off-road vehicles or big-footed sedans.
Its chassis is much higher off the ground than a normal sedan, and the shock absorption is more exaggerated. This kind of car is only available locally.
The city center is full of rough dirt roads. It's better when it's sunny. If it's raining, it's very likely that there's a huge pit under the seemingly shallow water.
With the rain loosening the soil, the road conditions have not been very good, and almost all cars that come to Nagalil need to be modified in order to run normally.
In addition to several sedans, there was a small truck full of stuff.
When the convoy appeared, it attracted the curious eyes of some locals, and some of them followed up with nothing to do.
Due to road and environmental issues, the speed is not fast.
The convoy entered a local orphanage as people followed, and the mood of those who followed spontaneously seemed to have changed.
There are orphanages in Nagalil~IndoMTL.com~ but there are no nursing homes. There used to be, but after more and more families send the elderly to nursing homes to eat and drink for free, nursing homes are gradually closing.
But that didn't stop families from sending the elderly away. Instead of sending them to nursing homes, they drove them into the streets.
But there are orphanages in Nagalil, and children are hope, and people know that even where they fall behind.
The government allocates some financial allocations to orphanages in various places every year, but the allocation is not particularly large, and it can only barely maintain.
Today, Lynch came to give back to the society, and many reporters from local newspapers came to witness this historic moment.
After the car stopped, Lynch got out of the car with a heavy face and looked at the fifty or sixty children in the yard, looking at the cowardice in their eyes, and his expression became more solemn.
In order to facilitate reading next time, you can click "Favorites" below to record the reading record of this (Chapter 447 Compassionate Heart), and you can see it when you open the bookshelf next time!
If you like "Blackstone Code", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()