blackstone code

Chapter 447 Compassionate Heart

What Lynch said was not gentle, and it can be said that it made Simon feel a little uncomfortable.

He used to do that kind of stable business without competition for too long, so long that he himself forgot what competition looks like.

But it was Lynch's uncomfortable words that relieved most of Simon's heart.

Maybe the facts are not as fair as what Lynch said, but even if there are some differences, he doesn't think it's a big problem.

Over the years, he has accumulated too many contacts in the local area. It can be said that the Nagalil sales channel under the monopoly period of the Preton Trading Company was firmly controlled by people like Mr. Simon.

Only they have goods for sale. People who want to buy something better must come to him. He has perfect sales channels.

Even if the competition becomes fiercer in the future, as long as he can keep the price within an acceptable range, people will not abandon him.

This is an obvious thing. People always read the old ones. Before there is an obvious gap, people may try new things, but they will still choose the old ones in the end.

"One more thing, Mr. Lynch..." Mr. Simon had a smile on his face, "If I want to take a stake in the Nagalil Joint Development Company..."

There was a kind of humility in the slightly discussing tone. The woman kneeling on the ground glanced at her husband quietly, and then quickly lowered her head.

This was the first time she had seen Simon show such a humble attitude in front of other people except Mr. Pretton. Most people might not be able to detect it, but she could feel it.

An arrogant man would not be so humble even when facing the provincial governor, but at this moment, he let go of his arrogance.

This also made the woman a little horrified. She didn't quite understand the current situation in Nagalil. She only knew that some things seemed to have begun to change.

Lynch shook his head, "This won't work, it's not that I don't want you to buy shares, you know, there are some big guys in the company, I only occupy [-]% of the shares..."

He directly pressed down the butt of the cigarette he was smoking, and the woman reacted quickly, holding the ashtray to face the cigarette butt, she was used to serving others like this.

Lynch didn't say thank you. He heard Aser say that when he said thank you to his brother's wife, the whole family thought that his brother's wife was seducing him, and even made them spend the night together.

He didn't want Simon to keep this woman, so not only did he not say thank you, he didn't even look at her again.

He leaned back and sat on the back of the wicker chair, gently stroking the armrest of the wicker chair with one hand.

The original soft vines become hard after processing, but also have enough toughness.

They painted a layer of varnish on the surface of these vines to protect it from the influence of the natural environment. It is very comfortable to touch and does not prick your hands at all.

"I know what you are worried about. You don't need to think about it at all. Please forgive my unintentional offense. Even if the company allows you to buy shares, you won't be able to pay much money."

Lynch said with a half-smile, "Every one percent of the shares is 1000 million federal soles!"

Mr. Simon gasped. Over the years, he had saved 400 million yuan in profits, some of which had been sent back to China, and there was a lot of the rest.

This is why he said that if he loses his current business, he will have nowhere to go. Once Lynch and the federal merchants start to clean up the original foreign merchants here, just prohibiting people from buying their properties will be enough for them to have a lot of headaches long time.

His expression at this time...was a little weird, his muscles twitched a few times, and his eyelids twitched a few times. Maybe the big number Lynch said frightened him.

One percent is 1000 million, and one hundred percent is one billion federal sols!
It's just that the blow is not over yet, Lynch doesn't mind continuing to say something that frightens him, "Those were just the prices when we raised funds, and the current prices have increased a lot, just like what I just said!"

"It's not that we don't welcome you to join the joint development company, it's purely because our starting point is indeed a bit high." He said with a smile, "Sorry, I have no other meaning."

This sentence sounded like Lynch looked down on Mr. Simon, so he apologized for it.

"No, it's okay, you don't need to apologize, Mr. Lynch, I can understand what you mean..." Mr. Simon waved his hands again and again, "You're right, even if I try my best, I can't afford even one percent. Even [-]% of the shares."

At this time, Mr. Simon has almost figured it out. He has been doing monopoly business here for so many years, and he has roughly understood it.

In fact, the market value of the Nagalil Joint Development Company is approximately equal to the short-to-medium term earnings of their company in Nagalil.

The less strict monopoly group in the past was enough to make Mr. Simon earn 10,000+ hundreds of thousands a year. What about the whole of Nagalil?

A country's annual profits of tens of millions will only make the stock price of the joint development company higher and higher, and finally break through the sky.

Now that he can't keep up, he doesn't need to think about being able to keep up in the future.

He looked at Lynch again with emotion, loss, and bewilderment.

Lynch is very young, even though his appearance is very old-fashioned, he still gives people a very young feeling.

It is such a young man who has been able to spend 3000 million to buy the shares of United Development Company①, but he, the so-called "Mr. Simon", is still worrying about that little money.

This is the gap. The gap brings envy, jealousy, loss after comparison, and a kind of loss.

Then he asked some other things that he cared about, such as getting the goods.

In the past, these foreign merchants got their goods through the Preton Trading Company, and the trading company shipped them directly according to their quota, and they sold whatever they sent.

Because it is an exclusive monopoly business, they don't need to worry about not being able to sell their goods, and the provincial governor is also one of his customers.

Now, he can get the goods directly from the joint development company's dealership, and he can get whatever he wants, and no one will even give him too many restrictions, including price restrictions.

Everything seemed to be changing in a positive direction that Mr. Simon hadn't considered, and this conversation made him feel a sense of relief.

After chatting about some local anecdotes, Mr. Simon took the initiative to invite Lynch to his home as a guest, and left with his wife and children.

Standing in the yard and looking at the cars in the distance, Lynch shook his head and looked away.

These businessmen can't let them all go. They colluded with the Preton Trading Company and relied on monopoly methods to crawl on the people of Nagalil to suck blood.

It’s okay if it’s just blood sucking, they still messed up the market, if someone can look up some records, or let some old people recall, before the establishment of Preton Trading Company, the business atmosphere in Nagalil was not as it is now Oops.

The limited but free trade market makes the trade of the whole country in a thriving process. People exchange more things that they don't use into money or things they need.

The rich variety of market commodities brought demand, and people began to think about making money to change their lives. That period of time was almost the peak of Nagalil's development over the years.

Without the intervention of the Preton Firm, the current situation may have become better.

But monopoly and power-for-money transactions ruined these, the market continued to shrink, and the circulation of currency began to be restricted. These people are the culprits.

They were full of blood, and it was not so easy to leave.

Lynch even thought about it. If Mr. Simon wanted to leave safely without encountering wind and waves at sea, remnants of pirates or crew members who were motivated by money, then he had better spit out what he ate.

Of course, throwing such a large amount of money into the entire region at once is not of much use, so Lynch will reluctantly set up some kind of foundation to keep these illegal gains on behalf of the people of Nagalil.

I'm so fucking noble!
When he turned around, the sergeant had already walked over.

"Boss, it has been arranged!"

Lynch nodded, "Eat first, and we'll leave after eating."

No words at lunch.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, three high-chassis sedans—these things actually looked more like commercial vans, off-road vehicles, or bigfoot sedans.

Its chassis is much higher from the ground than normal cars, and the shock absorption is more exaggerated. This kind of car is only available locally.

The city center is full of rugged dirt roads, which are better when the weather is sunny, but if it is raining, there is a high possibility that there is a huge pit under the seemingly shallow water.

Coupled with the fact that the rain has loosened the soil, the condition of the road surface has not been very good. Almost all the cars that come to Nagalil need to be refitted to operate normally.

In addition to a few cars, there was a small truck full of stuff.

When the convoy appeared, it aroused the curious eyes of some locals, and some of them followed along with nothing to do.

Because of road and environmental problems, the speed is not fast.

While people were following, the convoy entered a local orphanage, and the emotions of those who followed spontaneously seemed to have changed.

There are orphanages in Nagalil, but no nursing homes. There used to be ones in the past, but after more and more families sent the elderly to the nursing home to eat and drink for free, the nursing home was gradually closed.

But that hasn't stopped families from sending the elderly away. Instead of putting them in nursing homes, they're driving them out onto the streets.

But there are orphanages in Nagalil, and children are hope, and people know that even in places that are so far behind.

The government allocates some financial funds to orphanages in various places every year, but the funds allocated are not particularly large, and they can only be barely maintained.

Lynch came to give back to the society today, and many reporters from local newspapers came to witness this historic moment.

After the vehicle came to a complete stop, Lynch got out of the car with a heavy face, looked at about fifty or sixty children, big and small, in the yard, saw the timidity in their eyes, and his expression became more solemn.

(End of this chapter)