Blackstone Code Chapter 531: Silence

Mr. Jonathan finally met Lynch, his last hope.

When he entered the room, he noticed two huge oil paintings on the wall of the living room. He seemed to have seen them at some art exhibition. The price of one of them was more than 200,000 at the time.

But he just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. Now is not the time to appreciate oil paintings.

He sat where Lynch had allowed him to sit, legs together, as honest as a Boy Scout first time out of parental care at a campsite, stared at by a group of older kids.

Lynch glanced at the business card in his hand, and then returned the business card to Mr. Jonathan, "I have always had a good relationship with Jinhui Bank, and we have cooperated in many fields, so Mr. Jonathan, what is your purpose?" /

Mr. Jonathan quickly expressed his thoughts, "I heard that Mr. Lynch is buying some factories here in Sabine?"

Lynch frowned, "Who did you hear that? It's not true." He shook his head, not joking at all.

This made Jonathan a little surprised. He didn't know how to answer these words. Did the bank clerk lie to him?

Fortunately, Mr. Lynch resolved his embarrassment in time, "Although I have no plans to buy a factory at the moment, but with such an idea and plan, you know, Nagalil has brought us a lot of profits. , that's a thriving market."

"They will pay for the goods of the Federation. If you have factories in your hands, don't rush to sell them. Wait a second, maybe there will be a turnaround!"

Lynch's words hit Mr. Jonathan's heart very accurately, didn't he **** think so, but those **** vampire banks want to destroy him before dawn!

His expression was very complicated. While he recognized Lynch's "confidant", he also hated the bank very much.

"I also think so. Whether the government admits it or not, a large amount of capital begins to flow to Nagalil. We do not discuss whether it will feed back our market. The growing market there will become the next flashpoint."

"But the bank has been urging them recently. They plan to auction my property. I heard from friends that you might be interested in some factories, so I took the liberty to visit."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lynch, I came to see you without understanding this, I'm too reckless, I'm very ashamed now, please allow me to leave..."

He is already desperate. If Lynch doesn't buy his factory, the bank will auction it off at a low price. He is too aware of the methods of these people in the bank. He used to be a beneficiary of this unspoken rule.

A house of several thousand dollars, a car of several hundred dollars, a factory of perhaps tens of thousands of dollars, as long as anyone who can participate in the pink cake auction can get one thing, any thing, Can make money, just how much.

He used to be a man with a knife and fork in his hand, but now he has become a cake on a plate, and he is finished.

But Lynch didn't let him leave immediately, "You seem to be in trouble...Mr. Jonathan." He recalled the name of Mr. Jonathan. The name of such a small person is so "sly" for some reason. It is always forgotten without realizing it.

"Maybe I can give you some help, even some advice."

"When I was on Nagalil's side, I was very wary of their local clan power, and it also reminded me that if we unite people with a certain quality, our enemies It will also fear us."

Mr. Jonathan is completely desperate. He is a little indifferent now. When Lynch asks, he doesn't care.

"If I can't get together a sum of money to pay back what I owe the bank as soon as possible, they will auction my factory, you know, that money is definitely not enough for me to pay the bank!" Legs clenched tightly, fingers churning in places where people can't see, "I'm done, Mr. Lynch..."

Lynch smiled. When he stood up, Mr. Jonathan thought he was sending him off. He also stood up, but Lynch made a reassuring gesture to him, "What, wine?"

Mr. Jonathan, who wanted to refuse, was a little moved. He hadn't had a drink for a long time. The cheapest wine was not cheap for him now. His throat couldn't help but slide twice, and he remembered the past. Those lives, "come some?"

Lynch quickly brought two glasses of wine, one for himself and one for Mr. Jonathan, "I understand your story, in a nutshell, the bank will sell your hope, and then you will continue to carry the burden. Huge debt, right?"

Mr. Jonathan nodded, holding the glass in both hands, and couldn't wait to pour the wine down his throat. He suddenly coughed violently a few times. After apologizing, he felt much more comfortable.

Lynch brought a bottle of wine for him and poured some more for him. "The way the bank does is really...", he shook his head, "Which bank do you owe money?"

"Jinhui!"

At this time, Mr. Jonathan just wanted to drink a little more free high-end wine. This may be the last time in his life that he tasted such a delicious high-end wine. He should drink more.

"Wait for me a moment!" Lynch said and stood up, "I have a good relationship with the senior management of Jinhui, maybe I can help you find a way."

As he spoke, he stepped aside and started to call.

Mr. Jonathan was very concerned about what Lynch was saying at first, but soon he started drinking heavily.

After about ten minutes, he was already a little drunk, and Lynch returned to the sofa and sat down. He shook his head, "There is no good news."

Mr. Jonathan showed a miserable smile, "Thank you for doing this for me, it's already very touching, the rest of me will take care of myself." He said and stood up, "Thank you the wine, Mr. Lynch, you are a good man!"

He said and walked outside, and just as he was about to leave the room, when the whole world was closing doors and windows on him, Lynch suddenly stopped him, "Maybe I can help you... …”

Mr. Jonathan looked back at him, and he continued, "I can buy your business and give you enough money to pay off the bank loan..."

Mr. Jonathan shook his head and said, "I appreciate you, Mr. Lynch, but you don't have to, it's not fair to you."

Lynch also stood up, holding the glass, "You need some patience, Jonathan, may I call you that?"

"Of course!"

"Listen, Jonathan, I'm a businessman too, and I don't trade at a loss, and even if I'm helping you, I won't let myself lose too much."

It may be that Lynch's sincere attitude made Mr. Jonathan feel a real possible solution, and he began to calm himself as much as possible.

"I have a proposal. I will spend as much money as you owe the bank to buy your business. I will give that part of the money directly to the bank, and the extra part will be credited to you!"

Mr. Jonathan shook his head after hearing this, "Mr. Lynch, even if you kindly help me pay off all the debts, I may not be able to earn as much money as I owe you in my life... "

Lynch raised his hand and stopped him, "This is the other part of what I'm going to say, we just talked about the development momentum of Nagalil..." Although Mr. Jonathan was a little drunk, he was still very conscious. Clearly, he nodded, affirming this statement.

"Then I will lend you an additional amount of money. I believe that every successful person is not a fluke, and God will definitely support me to give you a chance."

"I will give you a ticket and a loan, and then you will go to Nagalil to develop. In the future, you will earn money and return all the money to me, how about that?"

"This way you not only have the opportunity to re-prove them wrong to all those who spurn you and think you're hopelessly failed, and re-realize how superficial they are, but you can also prove to yourself, If you fall, you can still get up!"

"If you succeed, I will have a successful businessman friend in the future, and the story between us will become a legend."

"If you fail, at least we have all worked hard, and you also said that your factory will be able to make money in the future, right?"

"Earn a little less money, in exchange for a friend, in exchange for a miracle, it is worth it!"

…

Mr Jonathan never thought he could cry, especially when he was an adult, he thought crying was a sign of weakness, but this time he did.

Tears gushed out from the lacrimal glands like a flood that burst. He said that he drank too much and thought of his deceased family members. In fact, he just simply vented the stirring emotions in his heart.

It's not sad~IndoMTL.com~ It's not a surprise, it's just venting, just venting.

The weather was good in the morning, but he was kicked into the abyss by the bank's commissioner. He thought he could get some help from Lynch, but he didn't expect to slide deeper.

Just when he himself thought that he was not saved, that he was completely over, and completely "looked away", Lynch stretched out his hand, a very important hand. Apart from crying, he could only use the simplest method. "Thank you" to thank Lynch for everything he did for him.

Lynch put his arms around Mr. Jonathan, who was older than his father and was crying bitterly, while saying some words of hope for a better future.

After Mr. Jonathan calmed down, he expressed his sincerest gratitude.

After negotiating some details, Mr. Jonathan got up to leave, and Lynch kindly gave him some change, three hundred yuan, enough for him to buy a suitable suit and rearrange himself.

After agreeing on the time to sign the contract, Lynch asked someone to send away Mr. Jonathan, who was grateful to Dade. Mr. Jonathan, who came out of the house, suddenly felt that the world had become so bright, and there was no longer the darkness and despair before. !

He stood outside Lynch's villa and took a deep breath, a surge of ambition rekindled!

At the same time, he also believed in a statement.

Mr. Lynch, is a conscientious capitalist!

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