blackstone code

Chapter 321 The key to open the door to the future

Nagalil has always been rumored to be rich in gold and gemstone mines, and many people believe that these deposits do exist here, even though there is no official and authoritative report on the exploration results so far.

There are many reasons that prevent people from discovering and exploiting these mineral resources, the most important of which is the uncooperative attitude of Nagalil officials, which makes many people give up this idea.

The development of mineral resources cannot be developed by just saying "I'm here". From early large-scale exploration, to discovery, to mining, transportation, local smelting, and finally international transportation through ports, almost every link needs cooperation with local government.

The non-cooperative attitude expressed by the Nagalil government made it impossible to complete many links. At the same time, these links could not bypass the local government. Therefore, considering many reasons, the rumors are finally just rumors.

Listening to Lynch's provocative rhetorical questions, Mr. Wardrick did not become angry. Instead, he felt that this young man was very courageous and interesting. The most important thing was that Lynch grasped the core of all problems—interests .

There are benefits, there are benefits, and Mr. Wardrick is a well-known high-society role model.

If there is no profit, no benefit, and even loss, then Mr. Wardrick is a cold-blooded capitalist.

At this time, he smiled very gently, which showed that Lynch had moved him.

Gold mines, gold, are very important to a company and even a country, and he believes that Nagalil is not only gold mines.

Lynch dared to raise this point as a "bait" to show that he had the possibility of realizing it. Mr. Wardrick knew this very well, otherwise he would let Lynch and more people who deceived him understand why some believers always say that the Federation It's the devil's lair.

Of course, if you understand what you understand, there are many questions that should be asked.

Mr. Wardrick took out a pale golden Clover that is rarely seen on the market from the box on the table—this is a pure color, compared to the ordinary red, blue, yellow, green and purple Clover, This light golden color is rare in the market.

It looks like a slightly pocket-sized spindle, thicker in the middle, slightly thinner at both ends, and bulging. Its appearance is like a layer of gold leaf, reflecting the gorgeous luster of gold.

The price of a single piece of such a gold festival version of pure color is more than 500 yuan, and it does not accept purchases or orders from ordinary channels. The annual output of the production area is limited, and only investors in the production area can enjoy it according to the equity.

Mr. Wardrick is undoubtedly one of the investors. Lynch looked at this Clover and thought of the topic they were talking about, gold.

"It fits the occasion!" Lynch skillfully took the cutter and blowtorch that Wardrick handed over first, and soon he took a sip. He was a little surprised to feel the mellow creamy sweetness in his mouth, and Stronger multiple hits.

He didn't dare to inhale it. This kind of solid-colored Ke Lefu does not provide a basis for inhalation. Only the variegated color with a circle of white spiral patterns can be inhaled.

The strong-as-substantial taste is a surprising and pleasant experience in the mouth, but inhaled, it is a disaster.

He spit it out slowly, and nodded involuntarily, "It's a very special enjoyment, there is a milky smell, I always thought that the milky smell and these things..." He raised Ke Lefu in his hand, "There is nothing in common , but it does not appear to be so."

Mr. Wardrick was very satisfied with Lynch's comments, and he briefly introduced that the shredded tobacco of Clover was picked by a 16-year-old girl and handled carefully. For the first time, the natural milk secreted by a mammal has undergone three rounds of cleaning and soaking on the shredded tobacco, so that the milk flavor can be integrated into it, instead of adding chemical flavors of milk flavor or something.

This is not the milk of cow or goat milk animals, some people are not used to it, anyone can adapt to the milk of this common animal.

This also explains why its output is so small, because it is difficult to produce on a large scale.

These milky aromas can be clearly expressed, but they will not cover the original taste that it needs to express. In addition to the gradual distribution and final explosion of the subsequent taste and aroma, the price of 500 yuan a piece is actually not high.

Sometimes it is not just a luxury for pleasure and enjoyment, but also a status symbol for some people.

"What are you going to do?" Mr. Wardrick ordered one too, he had a box, and he didn't care if he kept this one and smoked it slowly, or just this one time.

He also gave some explanations for the questions he raised, "We all know what you said, and we don't know, but if I want to convince others, I must give me something reliable, do you understand?"

Lynch nodded and said yes. Although Mr. Wardrick is a director of a large consortium and a capitalist who can influence national policies, he still needs to convince others so that others will believe what he said.

The more one reaches his class, the more difficult it is to persuade others.

To convince those young people who have just entered the society may not need to have some substantive things, just a few slogans and some descriptions of the grand blueprint for the future will allow them to bring their own food and fight desperately.

But for the upper echelons of society, if you want to persuade them to make a decision, you must win their trust, and win their trust with facts, not bragging.

"In Nagalil, the control of gold, jungles, and mineral resources is actually not in the hands of the central government of the United Kingdom of Nagalil, nor in the hands of provincial governors, but in the hands of religion..."

At this time, Severella happened to pass by the door of the study. She had just finished her etiquette class. With the mutual understanding and integration between the Federation and the international community, not only the Federation government ushered in many foreign affairs visits and foreign visits, but some Large financial groups have also begun to actively deepen international cooperation.

Recently, Mr. Wardrick's consortium intends to conduct a series of energy development cooperation with the royal family of a small country. This is also their first step in international development, and they carefully chose a place that they think can be done.

In order to reflect the importance of this cooperation, the Wardricks and their daughter, Severella, will follow the delegation to this country to discuss cooperation projects, and they will live in the palace for a while.

In order not to lose face of himself, Mr. Wardrick, the gold-lettered signboard, and the Belle Federation, Mr. Wardrick specially invited a palace etiquette teacher with 20 years of working experience in the royal family to come Teach Severilla some court manners.

She just said goodbye to the teacher who gave her a headache, and happened to pass by the study on the way to practice the piano.

The door of the study room was not completely closed. In this family, no one dared to do what they shouldn't do. She heard Lynch chatting with her father, and couldn't help but secretly pushed the door open a crack, and took a look .

At this time, Lynch sat very relaxed and stretched across from Mr. Wardrick. Facing him was Severilla's father, a well-known capitalist. The seriousness and seriousness on his face were enough for the girl to understand that he had How serious.

The sunlight shone in through the gorgeous window screens, and it was not as fierce as when it was outside. At this moment, the fine dust flying in the air mixed with the rising blue smoke and danced.

This scene deeply attracted her, she had never seen a young man who could show such... She didn't know how to express her thoughts in front of her father.

Her father had never treated a young man with such seriousness, and those young people did not dare to speak nonsense in front of him, but all this was broken in such an afternoon.

The high-spirited confidence on Lynch's face infects everything around him, the small movements between his brows, the small movements when he smokes, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, all these are like a painting, firmly engraved into the girl's heart.

"Cough...", Mr. Wardrick quickly noticed his daughter who was "peeping" outside the door, and Lynch stopped in time. He glanced back and looked at the girl in front of Mr. Wardrick. He waved his hand and said hello.

Mr. Wardrick glanced at Lynch, then cast his eyes on the girl, "Now is the time for you to practice the piano, don't make your piano teacher wait too long, okay?"

The girl blushed and apologized for her behavior, and closed the door again. Mr. Wardrick explained with a smile, "She is naughty!"

Lynch corrected his statement without hesitation, "It's lively!"

The two men, one big and one small, looked at each other for a moment, and then naturally started their previous conversation.

"Gold has a very special status in Nagalil's native religion, and all gold things are, so whether and how to develop gold mines in the end, the real key is how to convince those high priests."

"Do you know that when I came back this time, I brought a kid back with me?"

Mr. Wardrick shook his head. He didn't say why he didn't know, because he was not interested in small people.

"He is the most beloved son of the High Priest of the province of Magula, how do you describe it?" Lynch frowned slightly, "The High Priest is equivalent to our diocesan patriarch, and the religious power in the diocese They have absolute control, you know, they are hereditary."

Those words above did not impress Mr. Wardrick. The struggle within a religion is no simpler than the struggle between politicians and capitalists. Everyone has enemies, no one is an exception, including the president and himself.

But Lynch's last words immediately let them understand Lynch's confidence, a hereditary patriarch, is there anything more fucking corrupt than this?
No, there is nothing more corrupt than it, but there is nothing better than it, which means absolute power, and now the key to unlock this power is in their hands.

Suddenly, in the eyes of Mr. Wardrick, Lynch was no longer a young man, but a courageous, cunning, and wise adult.

He doesn't know what "old-fashioned" is, but now Lynch is giving him such a feeling, as if facing a peer, an opponent!
No longer contempt, but respect, and vigilance!
(End of this chapter)