Blackstone Code Chapter 561: Stupid and glorious

The sound of heavy objects falling on the ground, a thud, even makes people feel a little vibration under their feet.

Some people walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out. After a brief silence, some female screams erupted from the street outside.

The place where Ferrara held the celebration ceremony this time was in the hotel. He himself did not have a big house in Sabine for so many people to gather together, nor did he have any big villas and manors. timid.

In the end, he chose to hold this celebration at the Sabine Hotel. The hotel manager was also very knowledgeable and exempted all the expenses of Ferrara, and also gave a lot of drinks and drinks, as well as the needs of the cold dinner party. All the food, including a band and two singers, one male and one female.

The room they chose was facing the cross street outside the hotel, the most prosperous place. At this time, people realized that someone had jumped off the building.

This kind of thing is actually not new. More people jumped off the building last year, but jumping off the building in front of people still makes these rich people feel a kind of throbbing that they are unwilling to admit.

The excited gleam in the eyes of the lady who exclaimed in a low voice "too scary" betrayed her, while the man not far from her tore off his bow tie and stared at the person who jumped off the building. His breathing was a little short, and his pupils were slightly dilated. This was not a sign of fear.

Everyone's performance is different, and Ferrara is also a little curious. He has encountered such a thing before, but before he was the kind of person who handled funerals, reducing unnecessary influence and getting rid of some Negative reports, and the change in status made him a little interesting. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of wine, watching the jumper who was still twitching under his feet.

The man who jumped from the building chose a not very good place to jump off the building. The main building of the Sabine Hotel is not high enough, and he will not fall into death in an instant. From seconds to dozens of seconds, it is far better to choose other ways to leave this world.

"I know him...", someone suddenly exclaimed, "He started a company, and it seems that he has recently gone bankrupt and liquidated."

The faces of people who were still gloating about misfortune suddenly turned a little sad. Most of the people here are businessmen, and they have an illusion of empathy. No one knows when they will choose this path.

This is actually much better than when the financial tsunami first came. At that time, there were long queues on the rooftops of all the high-rise buildings in Bupen, and people who jumped off the building had to wait for you and others to jump off before jumping down, otherwise it might be possible Can't fall to death.

Someone used language to describe the scene of that day in a very abstract way-"Man is like the supper of God and the devil, being smashed to the ground by invisible force, smashing himself into a puddle of meat pie, Also sprinkled with ketchup.”

Lynch also walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, glanced at the corpse that was no longer twitching on the ground, and raised his eyebrows.

"You know him?" Ferrar asked, feeling that something was wrong with Lynch's behavior just now.

Lynch shook his head, "No, I just thought of a guy who said he wouldn't sell me his factory even if he went to hell."

Ferrar couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "How could someone reject you? Even someone like me who doesn't do business knows that it's a good idea to deal with things as soon as possible while they can be sold. The most correct choice."

He and Lynch clink wine glasses, each taking a sip.

"So you are suitable to be a politician, not a capitalist." Lynch made a serious comment after putting down his glass.

There are two kinds of businesses that are quite safe in this world.

One is the policy business. To do this kind of business, there must be people, and people in high positions.

What should a region and even the whole country develop vigorously next? When there is no news outside, you get the news first, and you first get a large piece of high-quality resources at almost no cost, and wait for the policy to come down. , the value of resources in hand skyrocketed.

The second type is overkill. It's not entirely correct to use "overkill" to describe this method. The reason why such companies do not lose money is not that they have any way to avoid losses, but that they can afford to lose money.

It's like Mr. Wardrick is planning to buy a production company for his daughter, even if the production company hasn't made movies for decades and is losing money year after year.

Except for these two, all business is actually gambling, that is, betting on an uncertain future, betting that you can survive until dawn.

Some people can succeed, but more people still fail. There are not so many miracles in this world. If you want to wait until the economy improves, it will definitely not be achieved in three or five days, three or five months. It may be It will take three to five years, or more.

I can't see clearly, just like the one in front of me. Except that tomorrow's newspaper may report it in the Chinese version, he will disappear in this society forever, and no one will remember him.

Including his wife, his children, his family, who will soon come out of grief after a brief period of grief.

Lynch looked at the corpse, shook his head slightly, committed suicide, the stupidest solution!

Of course, Lynch didn't know. At this moment, there was a gentleman on the roof who was about to jump off the building, but he looked at the guy who died tragically on the ground, and suddenly he was not as courageous as before.

His hands gripped his jazz hat tightly, and the brim of the jazz hat was deformed a little by his grip.

The cold wind is blowing on the roof. Although it has been one month, the temperature has not improved at this time, but it is colder than before.

He sneezed suddenly, maybe because he had been standing on the roof for too long, or maybe because the cold wind had been blowing for too long. This sneeze made him feel dizzy.

The moment he closed his eyes and sprayed the air out of his lungs, he felt a sense of weightlessness, which made him kneel on the ground in fright, not daring to move.

After he got better, he glanced at him again and chatted with him for a while, but at this time he was a stranger who was thrown into a body bag like garbage, and he felt a little sad.

At the same time, he also saw several police cards preparing to go upstairs.

This made him shudder one by one. He hurriedly turned around and walked towards the stairs. He didn't want to be caught at this time, maybe they would think he was the murderer and he pushed the idiot down...

They wouldn't really think so, how stupid would that be.

He hurriedly got up and walked towards the stairs. He wanted to leave before the police arrived. At this time, the panic on his face was not the same as he pointed at Lynch's nose not long ago and cursed "Go to **** with you and your greed" momentum.

When he was going downstairs, he happened to meet the policeman who went upstairs, the policeman looked him up and down, he nodded with a smile, just as both sides were about to leave in the opposite direction, a policeman suddenly Opened up.

"Sir, were you on the rooftop just now?"

"Rooftop?" The old gentleman turned his head sideways and used an exaggerated expression to cover up his inner unease, "Of course not, how could an old man like me go to such a cold place on the rooftop?"

The policeman glanced at him for a day and nodded with a smile, "Have you seen any strange people?"

The old man shook his head again, "I haven't seen it before."

"Ok, sorry to bother you, goodbye, sir!"

After the old man was gone, one of the policemen bent down and picked up a pebble on the ground, with a playful expression on his face, "Send someone to follow him, he has some dust on his knees , and a small pebble, if I guess correctly, there must be many such pebble on the rooftop..."

The old man did not know that although he had left the scene quickly, he was still regarded as an important criminal suspect, and he was even less aware that the pustule police in the Sabine Police Station had been completely fired for the strike.

The policeman on duty now is either a recently retired soldier who still maintains a resolute and resolute style, or an experienced sheriff and detective. It can only be said that he is really unlucky.

It's a felony in federal and murder charges. Even if he is innocent, the legal process he should go through will not be reduced. This also means that he has to hire a lawyer for himself, which is another huge expense. ...

The gentlemen in the building quickly recovered from this pervading low atmosphere~IndoMTL.com~ They gathered here today to celebrate the inauguration of Mayor Ferrara as mayor of Sabine, even temporarily of.

The band started to play music again, and the singers started to sing classical music affectionately again. Intoxicated with money, people were wearing fake smiles and holding wine glasses, as if everything was still in the "prosperous world" a few years ago. !

……

In the early morning, a thin worker with a tool bag on his back said goodbye to his wife and children with a smile on his face. After almost a year or two, they finally ushered in a new job!

After being screened by the city hall and the workers' union, these family members who needed work more than others were finally offered a job.

These workers have never been as eager to work as they are now. In the past, they wanted to work eight hours a day, and if they could be lazy for the remaining two hours, they would be lazy, and if they couldn't, they would pretend to work.

But now, let alone 10 hours a day, it's 12 hours, and they all think that's the right thing to do.

Workers line up at the factory gate to display their work permits, small notebooks with their photos and stamps, which signify that they are workers at the factory.

The reason for such an inhumane move against the will of freedom is entirely because it has been discovered that some people are trying to infiltrate the factory to work.

In order to avoid this situation, this kind of work permit with photo was produced and distributed to workers.

Only with a work permit can one enter the factory to work, which was almost impossible in the past. The work permit was once regarded as a proof that capitalists enslaved laborers.

But now, the work permit has become a symbol of honor and glory.

It's realistic and not ridiculous.