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Chapter 948 Two Questions
For several days in a row, everyone was busy with their own affairs, and the "resisting war" at every moment made other tobacco companies even more violent.

Even the manager of Rongsheng Gold Co., Ltd. contacted Lynch in private, saying that someone was still willing to buy the Tobacco Business at a high price, and gave Lynch a very handsome quotation.

Many people think that they are going to fall all the time, including the shareholders in the Light of Tomorrow Investment Company.

They've had Lynch called, hinted at or communicated directly, asking him what he thinks about where the future is headed, moment by moment.

"Bub Paine Daily" used the bold and bold "Happiness is Every Moment" as the title to tell the public the past, present, and unknown future of each moment.

A heavy narrative tone is like describing the whole process of a giant from birth to glory and then crashing down.

As tragic as an epic, everyone is not optimistic about every moment, and Lynch, who is at the helm of every moment now.

Standing behind the glass wall of the office, Lynch looked at the bustling city outside the window, without the slightest pain from outside comments on his face, he was very calm.

On the sofa used for entertaining guests, sat a person that no one could have imagined.

Cerberella, her head maid is pouring her coffee.

The room was filled with a weird atmosphere, and the head maid had some inexplicable expectations in her heart. She liked to watch such plots, which were very exciting and cruel. What kind of sparks would these two people collide with?

Tasting the fragrant and sweet flower tea, Severella's heart is actually not peaceful.

When Lynch said he fucked a... mother, she felt sick, she felt that Lynch was like all the men who had been around her, hoping to make her belly big so she could inherit Mr. Wardrick's estate.

Despicable, and despicable.

This sentiment quickly evolved into a sense and attitude of competition. She has been working hard to develop her own business. Until now, she has never been married, and there have been no scandals. For a girl of her age and background It's incredible.

Those consortium ladies who are dubbed "princesses" have long been used to what they should eat and drink, and hang out in various parties every day.

But Severilla didn't. She wanted to prove through her own efforts that she didn't belong to anyone, not just a keyhole used to obtain Mr. Wardrick's wealth-the key was on the person who opened the door.

But later, gradually, she found that something was different, and she suddenly understood why Lynch rejected her, even using that excuse.

Well, that's no excuse, Severilla even met the child's mother, Vera, from afar.

A demure, gentle, and tolerant woman.

On the other side, there is a kind of maternal radiance.

This is a feeling that is difficult to describe. When you see her, you know that she is a good mother, a good wife, and can bring the warmth of home to others.

Although the truth is kind of funny.

The growth of experience made her see a different self, a different Lynch. Sitting here at this moment, she is an outsider, and she still has the attitude of a savior.

With a slight touch, she put the teacup back on the cup holder, "I can import a batch of tobacco leaves from Marilo, and your factory will be able to continue production in no more than a week."

Mr. Warderick has a wide range of friends. Even in Marillo, there are warlords who sell him face.

Want to buy some tobacco?
Not only can he get the friendship of Mr. Wardrick...'s daughter, but he can also make some money, and even open the blocked federal market. Those warlords have no reason to refuse.

Severella looked at Lynch, wondering if he would apologize for the stupid thing he said that time.

Maybe, the market value of every moment is evaporating every minute and every second, and Lynch will not sit back and watch it become less and less valuable.

She raised her chin slightly, her white neck made people think of immature fine hair at a glance, and she wanted to smell it.

She is proud, if she is rejected with such words, she will definitely get her face back.

But Lynch didn't seem to turn around, apologize, ask her forgiveness and talk to her about the tobacco thing as she expected.

This made her a little surprised, but also felt normal.

When he said to his face that he had just fucked the mother of a child, Severella knew that this was not an ordinary person, you didn't know what he would say or do.

Obviously there is a better way, but he used the most incomprehensible way.

The calm lasted for a while, and Severella asked again, "Aren't you worried about the current situation every moment?"

Lynch turned and looked at her.

At this moment, the whole city has turned into his background, just turning around, it is so handsome that it is suffocating.

"Your legs are beautiful, very white, and the fat distribution is also very good. The maid's skirt deserves [-] points." Lynch praised the head maid, who rolled her eyes at him.

The corners of Severella's eyes twitched, and she picked up the teacup again, lowering her head to hide the change in her eyes.

After a while, when she put down the cup, it was back to normal.

"It seems that you really don't worry about every moment, can you tell me why, I am very curious!", this is a serious request for advice, when a person wants to beat another person, she will invest several times Mind to study this person, looking for his flaws.

The more you study Lynch, the more confusing and admirable you are. Every step he takes is on the key points of everything, as if everything that happened and the context of future development are in his hands. in the grasp.

Lynch looked at her, walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, took out a cigarette, and lit one.

The curling green smoke became the only embellishment between the two at this moment, swaying unpredictably.

"Every moment is a company with a market value of more than one billion, which is very rare in the federation, and it has not been split up!"

In fact, the real market value of many companies in the Federation is astonishing, but after more than 200 years of exploration and practice by these capitalists in the Federation, they have found some ways to hide this.

For example, Lynch's aircraft production company and his research institute were split into several independent companies by him, each with independent business and finance.

The means of those big consortiums are even better. They are used to breaking up companies continuously to hide their fangs and hide their bodies from other capital predators.

If you take each moment apart, it doesn't really matter much.

But it doesn't have that, so it's still one of the few successful multinationals.

Lynch crossed his legs and flicked the cigarette ash, "Do you know what such a large market value means?"

"The company is not without the strength to resist, but what does it mean that it didn't resist when it should have done so?"

Lynch pointed at Severella with a finger holding a cigarette, "I'm showing weakness."

"When you came here, I actually knew what you wanted to do. I thank you for thinking of me at this time, but you don't have to worry, the storm they blew up will soon be over."

Severilla was very curious, "Can you tell me, what are you going to do?"

Lynch smiled and said, "Secret."

"You are such a stingy guy!" Severilla smiled more on her face. Although she didn't complete her idea this time, it made her very happy. She didn't know why.

Just as she was about to leave, Lynch asked, "Are you planning to invest?"

Severilla sat back again, "Are you willing?"

"I need your father's reputation to solve a problem for me, and accepting your investment is my commission to you."

"We are our own people, I will not hide anything from you, what I gave you, I will take it back from other places..."

In the evening, after drinking some wine, Severilla returned home, and the head maid told Mr. Wardrick what happened today. The most important thing was that she could guarantee that the lady did not sleep with Lynch, and she was still the original.

After changing her clothes, Severilla came to Mr. Wardrick's study, and she recounted what happened today.

The focus of the two people's narration is different, and the first impression is that they are talking about two things, but Mr. Wardrick has rich experience and he knows how to listen.

Finally, Severella asked two questions.

First, who is Lynch's invincible enemy now.

Second, what does Lynch have to do to win what looks like a lost game.

Seeing his daughter's slightly drunk naivety and her growth over the past year or so, Mr. Wardrick is still very happy.

"In fact, these questions are very simple. As long as you think carefully, you will know the answer, but I can also tell you now."

"The first question, Lynch can't overcome, and the party that needs to borrow my reputation is Rongsheng Gold Bank."

"His development has been amazing, but he is still too young compared to the Big Six."

"The six major industries compete with each other on the bright side. They have overlapping parts in all aspects, and the competition is very fierce."

"But if someone or some company dares to challenge the bank financial rules set by the six major banks, then the six major banks will unite against him."

"Lynch has no way to buy back their stocks from Rongsheng Gold Bank. As long as these stocks remain in the hands of Rongsheng Gold Bank, they will not be honest for a day."

Severella listened very carefully and thought about it analytically. After a while, she extended some questions based on the original question.

"Isn't the cooperation between Rongsheng Gold and Every Moment very good before, why can't they cooperate with Lynch?"

"They can work together like they did before, they're very close."

Mr. Wardrick laughed softly, "The previous president and largest shareholder were foreigners. Rongsheng has many ways to get what they want."

"But now the largest shareholder is Lynch, Rongsheng must abide by the rules."

"More importantly, Lynch is more assertive and powerful than anyone else!"

"They can't control Lynch, so they must sell what they have at a good price."

"As for the second question..."

Mr. Wardrick looked at the watch on his wrist, it was late, you should sleep, you will know tomorrow.

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(End of this chapter)