This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 353: It’s the uncle who owes money these days

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Borrow some chips?

"Sorry, I didn't quite understand what you meant"

Dulong looked at Luca in astonishment, "Why can we solve the problem by lending you a few chips?"

Aren’t we discussing trade issues?

If it is as an additional condition for negotiation, he can consider it.

However, the person in front of him said that he only needed to lend them a sum of money to solve the problem.

Dulong even suspected that he had heard wrongly.

With Du Long looking astonished, Luka cleared his throat and read out the manager's words.

"Don't you dislike us for not spending our chips where we 'should spend them'? That's because we don't have money. Of course, we have to spend our savings carefully, but if you are willing to lend us a sum, that will be different. ”

Seeing that the man in front of him still did not understand the wisdom of the manager, Luka continued patiently.

"We have just liberated Xizhou City. In order to accommodate the survivors there, we are building Dawn City."

"There needs to be at least 10,000 houses, a lot of food, cotton textiles, soap for cleaning and other consumer goods. Aren't these the things you want us to buy?"

"Of course we have the ability to solve these gaps on our own, but by ourselves, it may take one or two years or even longer to allow the people there to live a self-sufficient life. But it is different with you. ”

Dulong's eyes widened.

"You mean to let us borrow your chips, and then you use our chips to buy things from us?"

"Yes." Luka nodded matter-of-factly, that's what the manager told him.

"Do you think this is reasonable?" Dulong couldn't help but said.

"Why is it unreasonable? Your factory gets orders, workers get jobs, and the chips we borrow will be returned to you in the end. This money can be placed in your account like you said With book-entry transactions, the chips don’t even need to come out of your bank.”

Dulong was stunned by Luka's reasonable answer.

Say this

There seems to be nothing wrong?

At least he couldn't think of a reason to refute it for a while.

According to the agreement demanded by the residents, the trade between the two parties will definitely be interrupted, and neither party will benefit.

But if the plan proposed by the city lord of Dawn City is followed, Boulder City will get a huge market.

The profits of the factory and the jobs of the workers will be solved, and the money lent to the new alliance will not disappear out of thin air. No one suffers, it seems that everyone is winning.

But this is so weird!

After holding it in for a long time, Du Long finally found a place where he seemed to be able to find fault.

"But how can you guarantee that you can pay back the money?"

Luka asked.

"Are you questioning our ability to repay the loan?"

Dulong nodded subtly.

"With all due respect, you have only existed for half a year now. Even the bone-chewing tribe has existed longer than you."

The interest rates lent by Boulder City Bank to merchants are often very high. The bottom line is that many people do business outside the giant wall, and they disappear after doing so.

He does have reason to doubt how long this alliance, which looks suspicious from any angle, can exist.

Luca was not surprised at all by Dulong's doubts.

The manager told him before departure that as long as the other party is not a complete gambler, he will definitely be concerned about risks.

The future is unpredictable, and a person's judgment on risk will not change with a few words.

However, fear of the unknown can be overcome.

The easiest way is to draw a cake!

10% profit is not enough to make them forget the risks, so use 100% profit.

Luca looked at Dulong.

"But they have become history."

"What about you?"

"We defeated the waves, the mutants, the legion, the predators, gained the friendship of Ideal City, and became a permanent partner of the enterprise. It only took us half a year to transform from a small village to , has developed into a settlement of tens of thousands of people. Why don’t you imagine what the northern suburbs will look like in one year?”

"Uh-huh." Dulong snorted lightly with his nose without comment, but his eyes became a little loose.

Luca did not stop and continued talking eloquently.

“A long time ago, there was an unknown small village in the northern suburbs called Beit Street. Under the exploitation of slave owners, the survivors there could not use a piece of soap for a year. But now, the sink in every household You can see a piece next to it"

"This is just a small example, but I think it's representative of our coalition's commitment to making life better for our residents."

"In addition to people's livelihood industry, we also attach great importance to agriculture. In half a year, we have cultivated 30,000 acres of fertile farmland. In our overall plan, this number will quadruple within two years."

"In addition to agriculture, we also attach great importance to trade. We plan to use a railway to connect Qingquan City and Tianshui tributaries to open up trade routes to the Great Rift Valley. We also plan to build a dock on the south bank of Tianshui, so that caravans going to the east will not have to Instead of holding the two-headed ox, you can look at the mountains on both sides of the river and take a boat down the river to the outlet of the east coast."

"Why don't you boldly imagine what a huge market this is."

In fact, that last sentence is completely redundant.

There is no need for Old Luca to remind you.

Sitting at the table, Du Long held his breath involuntarily.

From the moment he talked about opening up the trade route to the Great Rift Valley, his right hand, which he placed under the table, clenched into a fist and rubbed his thumb and index finger repeatedly. Behind his nervous expression was unconcealable excitement and excitement.

Of course he knew that there was a lot of pie in this sentence, and he also knew that the guy in front of him was bragging a lot.

Even if he is not an accountant who settles accounts, he still has this kind of vision after being the director of the city hall for so many years.

But to be honest, he was moved.

If done correctly, he may become the most outstanding city hall director in the history of Boulder City!

Without any hesitation, he reached out and took away the list on the table, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket next to him.

Not only that, his attitude also changed 180 degrees, and the aggressive expression on his face turned into a kind smile.

"I was hasty. Dear friends, let's talk about it again. How much loan do you need?"

"Two hundred million."

"How much is two?!" Dulong's eyes widened when he heard this astonishing number.

"Two hundred million chips."

Luca repeated, looking at the director in front of him in surprise, and said as if talking to himself.

"I thought that after listening to what I just said, you would be eager for me to borrow more."

"Do you know what the concept of 200 million chips is?!"

Luca: "Of course I know that every decision made by our managers is carefully considered based on the relationship between us. In the words of that adult, this is the only win-win situation. Method."

Du Long opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he slowly recovered from his surprise.

He pinched his eyebrows and stood up from the conference table.

"I need to discuss this with my staff."

I have never encountered such a bizarre thing since I took office.

Not only the staff, he also needs to seek the opinions of other factions in the outer city.

Looking at the director who stood up from the table, the expression on Luka's face relaxed slightly.

The manager told him that as long as the other party didn't refuse on the spot, it meant that he was already interested.

"Remember to discuss this with your bank president as well."

"Just say that giving us this loan can save his client's life."

The meeting is over.

Shorter than expected.

Looking at the closed door of the reception room, Shuyu, who had remained silent from beginning to end, took a deep breath and looked at Luka who was sitting not far away.

"Just in case, let me ask you, does the manager really intend to pay back this money?"

"Of course." Old Luca answered without any doubt.

How can a great manager become a deadbeat?

In his memory, every word the adult said came true.

Whether it was abolition of slaves, or letting them live in houses with roofs, and keeping them fed and clothed.

As long as it is something he has promised, he has never broken his promise.

Shuyu was stunned for a few seconds and sat there silently.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the manager, it's just that he feels that his imagination is a bit insufficient.

That’s two hundred million

An assault rifle only costs 150 chips. The monthly income of most residents in Boulder City fluctuates around 100. The trade volume between the two sides last month was less than one million.

A loan of two hundred million chips

When do we have to go?

It wasn’t just Shuyu who was shocked.

After hearing Chu Guang’s plan, the president of the Merchant Guild, Charlie, also had a dumbfounded expression on his face.

He thought the 200 million silver coin infrastructure plan approved last time was crazy enough.

However, what he didn't expect was that within a month, the manager did something crazier than printing money.

200 million chips

The old mayor of Beit Street has saved up a lifetime of chips, which is only about a hundred thousand.

According to this algorithm, 200 million chips are equivalent to 2,000 Beit Streets?

After a long silence, Old Charlie cautiously asked almost the same sentence.

"Do you plan to repay this money?"

His instinctive reaction was that the managers might squander the money.

Reason told him that this was not a good idea.

However, the manager's answer was beyond his expectation.

I saw Chu Guang saying matter-of-factly.

"Of course I have to pay it back. Do I look like the kind of person who borrows money and doesn't pay it back?"

Repaying debts is a matter of course.

How else to borrow more money?

Old Charlie didn't know that Chu Guang, standing in front of him, was already thinking about borrowing another sum.

After opening his mouth for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask.

"Then have you considered how to pay it back?"

Chu Guang said unhurriedly.

"This loan will be divided into 80 years, and I will repay them part of it every year. This number will not exceed 5 million."

Earning 5 million chips in one year is not difficult for a new alliance.

"No mortgage?"

"Whatever mortgage is needed, we are here and we won't run away."

"Where's the interest?"

“2% at most, I won’t talk about more than that.”

Hearing this number, Old Charlie's eyebrows couldn't help but twist up.

If just now he just thought Chu Guang was crazy.

Now he has gradually begun to feel that the crazy one might be Boulder City.

"How could they agree to such conditions?"

Chu Guang said matter-of-factly.

"Of course they will agree, because lending money to us is definitely much safer than lending to those 'businessmen who don't know if they can come back' and 'factories that may go bankrupt at any time', and it is definitely safer than lending money to those who are bound to pay back the money. Residents who can’t get a loan are reliable.”

"Borrowing 200 million yuan is because we only need this money at this stage. Believe me, after a few months, as long as we ask, they will be eager to send more money to us."

Can sovereign debt and personal debt be the same?

Is the new alliance’s repayment ability comparable to that of ordinary survivors?

It won’t be long before Boulder’s city hall and banks discover what a smart decision it was to lend money to the new alliance!

The stimulating effect of releasing water on the economy is comparable to morphine.

This product not only works quickly, but also has a strong effect. It is effective immediately after one injection. The only disadvantage is that it is easy to become addicted and will lead to drug resistance if used too much.

It sounds like smoke.

And in fact it is.

However, the over-issued items are chips, not silver coins. Does it have much to do with the new alliance?

The exchange rate will definitely be affected, but the purchasing power of the currency will also change at that time. The worst he can do is change the exchange rate.

When the chips depreciate, the debt he owes will also shrink. The purchasing power of the 200 million chips in the future may only be equivalent to the current 20 million.

Although this is a win-win plan, Chu Guangke has never discussed with the people in Boulder City how many times each of them will win.

Chu Guang didn’t even tell them.

This seemingly win-win plan actually hides a huge hidden danger in addition to the risks of the debt itself.

However, he has no obligation to proactively disclose risks.

Who would point out the shortcomings first when introducing their own products?

What's more, this is not something that will definitely happen.

"How do you plan to use this money?" Old Charlie asked after being silent for a while.

Chu Guangyan said concisely and concisely.

"It's very simple. I will use those chips to activate the factories in Boulder City to help us build our city-state."

Let the small and medium-sized factories in Boulder City that cannot be rolled out, as well as the upstart businessmen with money but no status, bring technology, equipment and skilled workers to Shuguang City to set up factories is the first step.

Now the first step has been taken.

The industrial products produced by the New Alliance were not only exported to Boulder City, but even made their condition worse.

The next step is step two.

He will give away a portion of the cake that looks delicious, and at the same time use debt, employment, and high-growth markets to firmly tie the banks, city hall, and factories of Boulder City to the chariot of the new alliance.

The best case scenario is that when the people of Boulder City finally realize that they are crawling from a small puddle to another large pit with no bottom, the price of climbing out has been so heavy that most people Can not accept.

Of course, it's not easy to accomplish this, and it must be done discreetly and carefully.

However, if it succeeds.

This will be something that guns and guns cannot do

The streets of Boulder City.

The protest continued into the evening.

Fang Chang, who was mixed in the crowd, followed the protesting crowd in a large circle around the outer city.

After the crowd finally dispersed, he focused on the ringleaders with the loudest voices and the highest signs, and followed them into a dark alley.

Two burly men stood one on the left and one on the right. In the middle was a well-dressed man who seemed to have some status.

The reason why Fang Chang could tell that he had some status was because the previous leaders who had taken the lead in making trouble and causing the most ferocious troubles had completely changed their expressions in front of him.

I saw those few people with flattering smiles on their faces, and gratefully took the fist-sized bag from the man's hand.

The bulging bag obviously contained chips.

"This is your reward. I will call you when necessary." After handing out the money, Alec lit a cigarette and said casually.

"Thank you, sir!"

Nodding and bowing in thanks, McCann couldn't wait to open the money bag.

However, after counting them carefully, his expression immediately became a little unnatural.

"Why are there only twenty pieces?"

It was obviously fifty as agreed before.

This is too much!

"You can get a week's wages for free just by walking around the street. What else do you want?"

Alec didn't even bother to look at him, and made a driving gesture impatiently.

"Get out of here."

You just need the money.

Don’t I need to make a little money?

Alec's heart couldn't help but feel hot when he thought of the graceful dancers in the Queen of the Night Bar.

I just made a small fortune, maybe I can go there for a drink and relax later.

McCann had a look on his face, but looking at the two strong men next to the man, he finally swallowed his breath.

The person in front of me is a close confidant of the owner of Weijia Trading Company, and he is in charge of more than a dozen thugs.

And I am just a cannery worker, so there is no way I can fight against such a big shot

Fang Chang, who was hiding in the shadows, secretly filmed this scene with an interested expression on his face.

Although I have already learned about the reality of Wasteland OL, I did not expect that such details would be made.

It seems that his guess is correct.

There is indeed an invisible hand behind the demonstrations against the New Alliance.

Almost at the same time as the photo was being archived, a line of light blue pop-up windows appeared on the VM screen.

Task (side): Track down the mastermind behind the warehouse arson case

"Warehouse arson?"

What is that?

A trace of confusion appeared in Fang Chang's eyes, followed by excitement.

I didn’t expect that I just followed here out of curiosity and actually triggered a hidden mission.

This is such an unexpected surprise!

The leaders who took the trouble clutched their pockets tightly and left the alley furtively.

The three people who handed out the money stayed there for a while, talking and laughing, seeming to be discussing something.

After about a cigarette, they finally reached a consensus and left in another direction.

Fang Chang followed them slowly and followed them all the way to the busiest street near the inner city.

From the moment you enter this street, the style of the entire city changes.

Dazzling neon lights flashed on both sides of the street, and most of the pedestrians passing by were graceful girls, mercenaries wearing expensive bionic prosthetics, or luxuriously dressed businessmen, or even nobles in the inner city.

Their temperament is obviously different from ordinary people.

Compared with the outside world, this place doesn't look like a wasteland at all, but more like a miniature cyberpunk street.

Especially some time ago, the New Alliance's "cultural export" to Boulder City made the originally earthy clothing style here more "fashionable".

Fang Chang is not unfamiliar with this place.

As a professional player, he is expert in exploring maps.

However, what surprised him was that the three men did not take him to the mastermind's lair, but stopped at the door of the Queen of the Night Bar.

Fang Chang's expression was a little weird, but he still followed in.

Noisy music filled my ears.

Through the swaying lights and the crowded crowd, he quickly locked onto the three people again in the booth near the bar.

Beer has been placed on the table in the middle of the sofa.

The man who had previously given money to the troublemakers was holding a dancing girl in his arms at the moment.

The two people sitting on the sofa next to each other had obvious expressions of envy in their eyes.

But I can only feel envious.

Fang Chang calmly walked to the bar next to him and sat down, ordering a glass of the cheapest wine, pretending to be a guest here to watch the show, but his eyes moved in the direction of the booth unconsciously.

It's noisy here.

He couldn't understand what those people were talking about, but he could record it and listen to it several times.

However, just when he was immersed in listening, a strange voice suddenly came from beside him.

"You're here to drink"

"Are you here to find someone?"

Outside Boulder City.

Slums.

Lao Bai, who was dressed in disguise, took Shadagger and Dogthing with him, and after some inquiring, they finally found Black's doorstep.

Unlike the surrounding shacks, the entire house is made of bricks and cement.

It seems that even in slums, there are rich and poor, high and low.

"You must be careful. This is the territory of the Dagger Gang. They do not allow others to cause trouble on their territory."

For the sake of those two chips, the rickety old man whispered something extra.

"The gang still talks about these rules?" Sha Dian looked at the translator on the vm and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It's no news that ghetto gangs and predators seem to be indistinguishable, with the two often making guest appearances on each other.

The dog said with a smile.

"Isn't there a saying that if a group of criminals are exiled to an uninhabited island, they will most likely form a new country."

Ignoring the two idiots who had deserted, Lao Bai looked at the old man in front of him and nodded.

"Thank you for reminding me. It's getting late. You should go home quickly."

The old man nodded tremblingly, hunched his back, turned around and walked away.

Looking at the house in front of him, Lao Bai went up and knocked on the door. He thought there would be no one inside, but he didn't expect the sound of footsteps coming from behind the door.

The person who opened the door was a mature woman who still has charm. Her hair is light-colored, her clothes and makeup don't look like a poor person, and her expression is a bit comfortable and lazy.

But after seeing the person standing at the door, the pretty face immediately became alert.

These people are obviously not nearby residents, and they don't even look like people from Boulder City.

Her first reaction was that these people were here to seek revenge.

"Who are you?"

Lao Bai said politely.

"We would like to ask about someone from you."

The woman said nervously.

"Are you here to see Blake? He's not here."

Lao Bai did not answer her question, but continued to ask.

"Who are you to him?"

The woman hesitated and said cautiously.

"Friends, we just met last week."

Shadow and Dog, who were fighting next to Lao Bai, looked at each other and whispered to each other.

"Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it!"

I couldn’t understand what the two were talking about, and the woman’s eyes gradually filled with anxiety and panic.

"Who are you? What are you doing with that guy?"

"It doesn't matter who we are, as long as you answer my questions truthfully, we won't embarrass you."

As he spoke, Lao Bai took out a chip with a face value of 100 from his pocket and waved it in front of her.

"You'll even be paid."

Seeing this chip, a trace of imperceptible greed flashed through the eyes that were previously filled with panic and fear.

Lao Bai couldn't help but think in his heart, maybe she didn't lie and they really only met last week.

Looking around to make sure no one was paying attention, the woman opened the door and her tone became much gentler.

"Come in and talk."