Blackstone Code Chapter 678: Tail docking
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The situation in the Great Eastern Ocean became more and more turbulent, and Governor Seder was deeply touched. Obviously nothing happened, but the situation in Amelia suddenly had an extraordinarily tense atmosphere, like... the horizon The dark cloud is getting closer and closer, pressing on people's hearts, making people breathless.
The bright lights in the room fell into darkness after a few flashes, but soon the independent power generation equipment of the Governor's Palace began to operate, and the light came back to the world.
Standing by the window and watching the setting sun, Governor Seder's expression became more and more solemn.
"Master, the power plant was attacked and the power went out." The housekeeper stood at the door and truthfully reported what had just happened.
The power plant was attacked again, the newly repaired generator set was scrapped again, and the city was once again plunged into darkness.
This is the second attack this month. Almost as soon as the generator set is repaired, it will be attacked and damaged within a few days. Not only in Zhuris, but similar things happen in other places.
Blackstone Security, which signed a contract with the Gafra Empire, has completely stopped the bandit suppression work on the grounds that "the local government cannot provide a suitable and effective environment for bandit suppression."
This reason seems a bit of a bullshit, but they stopped all work, all because of this **** reason.
Those anti-government militants are starting to rise again. With the continuous explosion of power plants everywhere, they began to invade the city recklessly, using the cover of darkness.
Gevra's army has no good solution. After all, the power plant is isolated in the outer area of the city, and there are many relatives of anti-government militants in the city. If a heavy army is sent to guard the power plant, then the imperial district will become a The focus of those rebel attacks.
You have to keep your head and not your glutes, or keep your glutes and your head. You always have to choose one.
In the end, the Governor still focused his defense on the Imperial District. After all, this is the last decent of the Gevra people in the local area. If even the Imperial District is captured by one or two, many things will become extraordinarily in the future. Trouble!
An aggressor that can be defeated!
At that time, there may be some ideas on the side of the defeated country. They may not start the war directly, but they can send some soldiers over.
Therefore, there must be no problem with the Empire District, and this decision also caused Amelia to spend a month in the dark.
"This is Lynch's handwriting..." Governor Seder's expression was particularly awe-inspiring. He contacted some allied countries with relatively powerful armies, hoping that the other party could send some troops to help in the face of the allies.
Now that Governor Seder has stopped covering up the problem that the Frau Imperial Army is indistinguishable from shit, he doesn't care anymore. If he lost this area to cover up this problem, that would be the biggest mistake!
What he didn't expect was that the military exercise suddenly announced by the homeland made his plan to bring in reinforcements from outside to fail.
Those countries have indicated that they are willing to help Governor Seder to establish a solid rule in the Ameria region, but there is a precondition that these must be placed after military exercises, and also hope that it can be recognized by the Federation.
It's not how powerful the Federation is now, but the expansion and renewal of the Federation's military has alarmed everyone.
A "guy who is obviously very strong but never has any ambition to be treated as a coward all day long" suddenly starts to arm himself, this is very scary, okay? So if you send troops to wander around the door of the Federation, should you get the Federation first? license?
Didn't you see their new press conference announcing thirty-one military changes, as well as a stern warning to a small group of people with ulterior motives trying to use force to influence the foreign trade of the Commonwealth?
Their attitude is tough. They weren't like this before. When a fart was thrown outside, the federal government, the president down to the homeless, would regard that fart as mine.
Now they've changed, they're starting to show their minions, which is scary.
Without reinforcements, Sauron on the Federation side has been unable to open the situation for a long time, and the Megan consortium has lost tens of millions without doing anything. They are unlikely to continue this contract.
And all this changed because of one person, Lynch.
"Help me get in touch with Lynch...", Governor Seidl ordered with a sullen expression.
This is not the time to be tough, wait for the rule here to stabilize, and then slowly consider how to take revenge for these shame.
There's still a lot of time, whether it's him or the Empire.
The housekeeper went back and forth. It only took a while for him to stand by the door with a blank face, "Sir, Lynch refuses to talk to you!"
At this time, the two imperial businessmen who passed by outside the Governor's Palace suddenly shrank their necks, and he said to his companions, "The Governor is smashing things again."
Lynch, who upset the Governor, certainly didn't have time to chat with him, he was enjoying happiness, wine, beauty, and the ultimate purpose of making money is pleasure.
If someone says that I don't make money for pleasure, or that I never thought about making money and money makes me miserable, then that person is either a traitor or a sick person.
The people in the room lost track of the time, the place, and the self in their maddenedness, they were just socially perverted souls.
"We made millions...", Lim was a little excited, he drank a lot of alcohol, and the benefits of Lynch letting him short the company under the Meghan consortium have already appeared.
He looked around and whispered, "If it falls for a few more days, our profit may exceed 10 million."
Lynch had no surprise expression on his face. The number of millions was hard to affect him. When he and Emperor Gafra determined that the Gafra people would honor the bonds in his hand, his Wealth has ballooned to the point where you can feel nothing for millions.
He took a sip from the glass and said, "All positions will be closed tomorrow."
The excited Lim was stunned for a moment, "Sorry, boss, you said to close all the positions?" He "struggled" for a moment, "Now people are selling, and the selling will last at least two years after it forms. Days, we still have a lot of room for profit.”
Lynch didn't agree or disagree, just glanced at him, "You can keep it, but throw my share away."
It's another celebration. There are often similar celebrations in the political and financial center of Bupen, brokerage companies or certain financial customers, once they make a lot of money, they will hold all kinds of enviable events. Celebrations.
This is on the one hand to tell others that they made money, to make people feel a sense of envy, and to attract potential customers.
Anyone who wants to play here must play by the rules of the game, no matter who it is.
Looking at Lim's bewildered eyes, Lynch did not explain further, people always have to fall before they can learn to avoid the possibility of falling on the same problem next time.
He smiled while holding his wine glass, then went out to socialize.
The next morning, Rhyme woke up and threw out Lynch's bill, but he was a little hesitant when it came to his account.
This is also a profit of one or two million. If you wait two days and leave the market when the market rules conform to some financial models, it will be the best time.
With such hesitation, he decides to wait.
At this moment, the Meghan Consortium convened all the board members and started a new round of meetings.
"The military rejected us." The chairman of the board of directors bluntly said this very bad news, he was very strong, his eyes swept from the faces of each shareholder, until Mr. Wardrick there.
The two looked at each other for a while, two or three seconds, and then moved away.
"They refused to provide us with a short-term **** on the grounds that they were going to prepare to participate in the Western Ocean military exercise. We...", the chairman of the board of directors inadvertently saw a coin in the middle of the table.
Because it's small and the environment here is special, maybe the cleaning staff didn't notice the coin, which made him very unhappy, and he thought of Mr. Wardrick's words to provoke the director The words of the Bureau's Bureau.
Just such a small pause was caught by many people.
"If we continue to perform the contract in the future, we may encounter the situation we encountered before, but we may also be fine."
"Now the world's attention has been firmly attracted by the Western Ocean Joint Military Exercise. Perhaps our invisible opponent will not appear easily."
"But it's not up to me or someone to make a decision, because it's related to the adjustment of some of the consortium's work in the future, we need to vote!"
"Vote for and vote against, and ultimately decide whether to continue to perform the previous contract according to the number of votes."
"Let's get started..."
The staff sent everyone an envelope, as well as a voting card.
To protect the interests of shareholders, voting cards are pressed to make decisions.
If you want to upvote, pinch **** the circle next to the upvote option, and blue paint will appear in the interlayer, otherwise red paint will appear.
The final result will be reflected on the voting card ~IndoMTL.com~ after a period of time before everyone has enough time to put it in the envelope to ensure everyone's vote is private , not known to others.
Mr. Wardrick also got the voting card, he squeezed the paint ball, put it in an envelope, and handed it to the staff.
Soon, these votes were counted, and the board finally decided to abandon this very dangerous plan, they have already fallen on this project twice, there will never be a third time.
When they saw the result, the chairmen of the board of directors looked very indifferent, as if the result was what they expected.
Capital has never had the attribute of "death carrying". As long as they feel pain, the pain of cutting flesh, like the pain of hemorrhoids, they will immediately cut off the connection.
They don't want to bet on a future.
At the same time, they can afford to lose.
As for the contract with Sauron, a lawsuit can be filed.