In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 491: Schiller’s new industry (Part 2)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman
In the manor, the tassels hanging from the gorgeous tablecloth with retro patterns swayed slightly. The noon sun was just right, and the food on the table against the background was more delicious. Merkel reached out and straightened the last plate. go down.
He looked up at the watch on the wall, and Merkel also looked down at his watch and said: "The guests will be here soon."
When Schiller came down the stairs, he heard the doorbell ring. Merkel stepped forward and opened the door. Mayor Luo Yin came in angrily with a briefcase and came to the sofa in the living room. , He threw the briefcase on the sofa, put his hands on his waist, and stood there sighing.
"What's wrong?" Schiller looked him up and down. Luo Yin was still wearing a windbreaker and felt hat, with unmelted snowflakes on his shoulders, and his expression looked a little gloomy.
Luo Yin took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and said: "It's okay, I just had a conference call, and my emotions have not adjusted."
"Conference call, about what?"
"Do you still remember the donation from the previous charity gala?" Luo Yin put one hand on his hip and the other hand on the back of the sofa, becoming more and more angry as he said, "Originally, the donation should be donated to the foundation, and then the foundation will investigate , to determine the donations allocated to each city."
"However, those people from the foundation refused to conduct the investigation in the name of Gotham's poor law and order, and only planned to give us the lowest donations. The money is not even enough to build a road!"
"Moreover, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice. Before, when the state legislature allocated funds, some members suggested that the priority of Gotham should be lowered, and a part of the funds allocated to Gotham should be transferred to the metropolis. ..."
Luo Yin covered his forehead, his chest kept heaving, and he was obviously very angry. He said: "Of all the megacities on the East Coast, Gotham is the most affected. There was a frost disaster, and several farms and farms in the suburbs were severely damaged..."
"In addition, the logistics system we just developed has also been hit hard, and money is needed to repair it. We can't just point at the gangsters. They want to get a lot of rewards if they pay a penny. If you are too coerced by them, there will be a big mess."
"You are very sober." Shiller commented, Luo Yin shook his head, and said a little discouraged: "Only when I became the mayor of this **** city, did I know that this city is as bad as it is today It’s not without reason.”
"The foundation, the state legislature, and even Congress, they don't have any intention of saving this place, and they don't even allow us to save ourselves!"
“I proposed that the required funding could be lowered, but more snow removal machines and some seawater warming equipment were needed, but they all refused. It’s not that they don’t have these equipments, they just don’t want to borrow them.”
"They give me the feeling that they are afraid that things will get better here." Luo Yin said very confused.
"They are not afraid that this place will get better, but they are afraid that the improvement here has nothing to do with them. Doesn't that make them too incompetent?"
Speaking of Schiller walking to the dining table and pulling away the chair, Luo Yin stood still and got angry for a while, and then came to the dining table, Schiller said to him: "Wait a minute, we still have two guests. "
Luo Yin picked it up and said, "You didn't say there was someone else, who is it?"
"Oh, they're here." Schiller looked towards the door, Merkel walked over again, and after opening the door, Victor and Bruce were outside.
Several people greeted each other, Bruce and Victor sat down, looked at Luo Yin and the others were also a little puzzled, Schiller didn't say anything when he invited them, there were other people in today's banquet.
"Okay, everyone is here, let's eat first." As he said that, Schiller picked up the knife and fork and began to prepare the meal. The others also started to eat lunch. While eating, Schiller said : "How about snow disaster relief and urban reconstruction?"
"Not so good." Luo Yin was still in a depressed mood. He said, "Money is needed everywhere, manpower is needed everywhere, but hiring people also requires money."
"The gangsters intend to build it quickly, but they are stragglers, unorganized, doing their own things, and the repairs are in a mess."
"Don't you want to organize them?"
Because the city government has no funds, and Gotham is not a strong mayoral system, what I say is useless, and almost no one listens. "
"Have you considered increasing the funds of the city government?"
Luo Yin sighed deeply again. He felt that Schiller was a little bit of a pot today. He cut the steak fiercely with a knife and said, "How to enrich the funds? Raise the tax rate? The gangsters It will be crazy, the appropriation is unreliable, and the tax rate cannot be changed..."
"What about developing new industries?"
"Where is there any new industry that can be developed in Gotham? The logistics industry that was just about to develop has been completely destroyed by this year's snowstorm and the previous explosion. Few companies dare to come here to build factories. The natural environment is not good enough..."
Luo Yin could hardly eat anymore, but at this time, Schiller turned to Bruce and Victor and asked, "Is there any result from the thing I commissioned you to study?"
Victor shook his head first, and then said: "I don't know where you got that mineral, but the existing machines can't analyze its composition at all, I used some reagents to experiment Its nature, but basically did not get any results."
Bruce also said while drinking water: "Indeed, researchers at the Wayne Group Laboratory gave the same conclusion."
Bruce bit the stress on the word "researcher," and Schiller took his hint that the so-called researcher was actually himself.
"What are you talking about?" Luo Yin asked with some doubts.
Schiller beckoned to Merkel, and Merkel took a box from the museum shelf next to her knowingly. As soon as the box was opened, Luo Yin was dazzled. There was a very bright gem in it.
It is translucent. There seems to be some vague mist in the stone, but it is very bright. It seems to have its own light source. Under different light angles, the mist inside will change. Attracted attention, stared at him for a long time.
"What is this?"
"I named it Foggy Crystal, but it's actually a peach pit spit out by a glutton after eating a peach. I cut it according to the way a diamond is cut, and it became like this."
Schiller took the gem out of the box and put it in his hand. This gem is actually kryptonite without radiation. It was originally transparent, but after being spit out by the gray fog, it became It is translucent with a bit of mist, but it makes it extremely beautiful, so bright that people can't take their eyes off it.
"This thing is very beautiful, I would love to give it to others as a gift, but what does this have to do with the new industry?"
"Do you think it has any economic value as a new material?"
"Economic value? It depends on what it can do. Does it have any special properties? For example..."
Luo Yin racked his brains and couldn't think of any professional terms. He has this concept in his mind, knowing that some rare metals can be used as raw materials for key components of certain equipment, or have some irreplaceable special properties. And because it is relatively rare, it will be fired to a high price.
"Its special property is that no one knows what its special property is."
Schiller spoke like a tongue twister, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand, pointed to Bruce and Victor, and said, "A world-class chemist and cryogenic scientist, as well as a top researcher employed by the Wayne Group, None of them have been able to decipher the properties of this new unknown mineral..."
"Isn't that useless?" Luo Yin said directly.
"However, this is only temporary. What if it is discovered in the future?" Schiller put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said:
"Any kind of unknown new material is a piece of blue ocean. What's more, it has a guaranteed ornamental value. Even if it is found to have no special properties in the future, it still has a certain value due to its rarity and ornamental value."
"So, you want to..."
"If you find a way to increase its price, won't you have a budget for disaster relief and reconstruction?"
"Where is the mine for this thing? Is the output stable?" Luo Yin also has some understanding of this aspect.
Schiller's idea is actually easy to understand. It is nothing more than futures. A new material whose properties have not been cracked by researchers will definitely be willing to invest in it. And this new mineral called fog crystal seems to be It is more like an ornamental gem, its value can be seen with the naked eye, so there should be no shortage of investors.
The remaining problem is that investors will definitely inspect the mine and the stability of mineral output, and then decide the investment amount and investment cycle.
"Here is the problem. There is no mine for this thing, and there is no so-called output. All the minerals are in my hands now. This is the spot."
Bruce knew that Schiller's so-called new mineral was actually kryptonite that had been evacuated from radiation. He also put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, and said, "That actually belongs to the art market. Orphan products can be used for hype.”
"But..." Bruce glanced at Schiller and said, "Are you really planning to sell this thing? If you want to sell it, Wayne Group can buy it at a high price."
"Why do you want it? There is no radiation in it."
"I'm also very interested in new materials, you can treat it as an investment."
Schiller sighed, Bruce had discovered his true intentions, he could only say: "Well, actually I didn't intend to sell it."
"You said, if this mineral has some therapeutic effects based on unknown principles, such as prolonging life, after some special treatment, it can be made into medicine, or health care products..."
"You want to use it to cheat money?" Luo Yin asked sharply again.
"Don't say it so bluntly, this is a brand new mineral, and even the top experts in various fields cannot decipher its composition."
"But it's useless."
"How do you prove it doesn't work?"
"So how do you prove it works?"
"Although I can't prove that it works, you can't prove that it doesn't work..."
"Although I can't prove that it's useless, you also..."
"Stop!" Schiller stopped this meaningless tongue twister, he said: "I just want to cheat money, can you do it?"
Luo Yin put down the knife and fork, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Schiller, and said, "I believe that this will be Gotham's future pillar industry ~IndoMTL.com~ Two days later, in the hallway of the manor, Merkel was holding a thick stack of documents in her arms, and a series of briefcases hung on one arm.
Standing in front of the door, he knocked on the door, then walked in, put down the document, and said, "Sir, this is the 24th document for today, and it was delivered to the mailbox by a guy with a green light , is... Green Light Industrial Logistics Support Program Part 302..."
"In addition..." Merkel picked up the series of briefcases, stacked them one by one to the corner of the table, and counted while stacking: "The fog crystal industry development plan 102, 104, 106..."
When he put the last box on the corner of the table, he looked around the room and found that the entire study room was flooded with documents. various files.
More than half of them were sent by various people with green lights on their bodies, and a small half were sent by newsboys who went to and from the mayor's office.
In just two days, Schiller was overwhelmed by the huge amount of work brought about by the two huge plans he had developed.
Sitting on the chair, Schiller lowered his head and took out the abacus from the drawer, and slapped it on the table.
Then, his eyes went blank and he began to daze.
DC Schiller, who had just recovered from his injuries and got up from the hospital bed to take over, just recovered his senses when the pile of documents that was higher than his head fell down with a "bang", directly burying him in it.
When he crawled out of the vast sea of documents, Schiller lowered his head and saw an abacus and a note. The note on the note was very familiar, and it read:
"You're welcome, this is the abacus."