Blackstone Code

Connor is a very interesting person, Lynch thinks so, and his cooperation with Connor is the best, far better than any previous president.

Including Mr. Trueman.

From the perspective of IQ and thinking, Mr. Trueman is actually the most compatible and compatible with Lynch.

Both sides have almost the same height and perspective on national interests!

But they just can't be the best and closest friends, because they know each other very well that they are each other's worst enemies!

Power and capital are always on guard against each other in the process of cooperating with each other, and when necessary, they need to hurt each other!

Connor is completely different. He is not so obsessed with the interests of the federation. He is a typical federal president.

Consider his own interests first, then the national interests of the Federation, and finally the interests of the people, and Lynch can satisfy him with everything he wants.

He doesn't have Mr. Trueman's almost "mysophobic" moral appeal, plus he's not stupid, and he still has his own position and a little persistence, which makes him Lynch's best partner.

He called Lynch to complain about those people's impoliteness and scolded them. His real purpose was actually for himself.

He had to let Lin Qi know that his relationship with Lin Qi would not be destroyed. Even if these people contacted him privately, he would tell them everything.

So if he needs help, for example, when people in the bank put pressure on him in some way, Lynch should step forward.

Lynch will definitely stand up. At this time, the power of the presidential office will be infinitely enhanced!

It's just that Connor can't feel it himself, but Lynch can see and understand it all.

When the social order collapses, the law will become a joke. In the end, it is the "authority" in people's minds that can maintain the last fragile order.

Congress and the Presidential Palace go hand in hand, but Congress is a huge group with many offices, many staff, the Senate and the House of Representatives, each with many members.

When people talk about the "Federal Parliament", they cannot invariably think of a certain person in their minds at the same time.

Different members are responsible for different areas, making each of them an image representative of Congress in some people's minds.

But when someone talks about the presidential palace, there is only one person who can represent it, and that is Connor!

At least this is the case before the general election. Compared with Congress, the presidential palace has a higher status and authority in people's minds!

After comforting Connor for a while and asking him to play ball on the weekend, Lynch hung up the phone.

With the rapid advancement of immortality science and technology, Connor is filled with a desire to live longer!

If he wants to live longer and better, he must have a strong person to support him, and Lynch is his choice.

When Lynch returned to the living room from the side hall, both Garden and Drago's eldest son stood up.

As soon as they arrived, Lynch went to answer the phone before they could say a few words, giving them some time to communicate.

Drago's eldest son knew Garton and his father, Simon.

When Simon did business in Nagaril, the scale was not small, and he was considered a relatively well-known foreign businessman in the local area.

Drago happened to be the highest administrator in their region at that time. At that time, Drago's power was much higher than that of the governor of ordinary feudal society.

While he possesses secular power, he also possesses some religious power.

Absolute power breeds absolute corruption. His relationship with these foreign businessmen is pretty good, through the exchange of interests.

Put the people's interests into their own pockets through cashing out and other means.

Later, after he came to the Federation, he also heard that Garton had become his successor. This was the first formal meeting between him and Garton, and the two talked a lot.

Especially the thing about shelters!

"Everyone sit down!" Lin Qi walked into the living room and raised his hand to make them sit back on the sofa.

The little maid had already brought a fruit plate and black tea. Drago's eldest son was already used to drinking coffee, but Garton still liked drinking black tea.

Nagaril is also one of the important coffee bean producing areas in the world, but all the high-quality coffee beans it produces are exported abroad.

And those ordinary or low-quality coffee beans continue to be exported in the form of raw materials through refined processing.

In fact, few people in these coffee bean-growing countries and countries drink coffee. This is not entirely because they cannot afford it, but mainly because coffee can create economic benefits.

Most of the Nagali people drink milk or black tea and sometimes they are mixed together to become a very famous drink in Nagali.

"Where did we talk just now?" Lynch took out a cigarette, and Garton immediately took out a lighter and bent over, sticking his butt out, to light it for Lynch.

Lynch clapped his hand, and he bent back and said, "Speaking of the issue of the Nagaliel shelter."

Lynch is getting older now, and sometimes he forgets what he just said when he gets distracted.

The doctor said that this is because of lack of concentration, and wandering off will cause the memory of that period to fade quickly. This is a very common situation, and it will happen to humans from adulthood.

Brain cells begin to die and their activity decreases, which are all potential causes.

Lynch nodded, and some memories in his mind became a little clearer, "I have talked with Connor before, and the idea of ​​building a civilian shelter in Nagaril is not impossible to realize."

“But the problem is that for such a large expenditure, the new federal government in Nagaril may not be able to provide much funding.”

"If your local government cannot come up with the money, it will be difficult to implement the plan."

"It's not like other buildings where we can repay or even make a profit by operating it for a long time."

"Once the construction is successful, it has nothing to do with us, and will even be separated from our daily management."

"When we build a bridge, we can recoup the cost by charging bridge tolls, but we can't charge for this."

"And once the temperature drops to the point where humans cannot live on the ground for a long time, we will also evacuate and lose control of it."

"So for this investment, I can't find anyone in the federation who is willing to take the money. Do you understand what I mean?"

Both of them understood. Lynch's explanations were always so simple, even Connor could completely understand them.

Drago's eldest son and Gaden, the former has been in the Federation for so many years and has begun to branch out, so he can naturally understand it.

As one of the few outstanding Nagaliers who worked very hard to learn, Garton was also the fucking ruler, so he naturally understood what Lynch meant.

To put it simply, we cannot expect the federal government to pay for this, they have to pay for it themselves.

The reason why Drago's eldest son came together today was to act as a lobbyist and increase opportunities for Garton and Nagaril.

After all, he was born there, grew up there, and became a ruler. Most of his life, and the best time, was related to Nagaril.

He couldn't let go of this feeling, and he hoped to bring some life to it at this time.

Garden lowered his head slightly, maintaining respect and fear for Lynch, "Mr. Lynch, how much would it cost to build a large shelter?"

Lynch thought seriously for a while, "The quotation from the Federation is that a shelter of five million people would require at least 20 billion, but Nagaril also has its advantages."

"The labor cost and some material costs are extremely low, but even so, it will cost at least 10 billion!"

"Below that number, there's no way to ensure it's functioning properly."

"You don't want it to be a giant coffin, do you?"

Ten billion, this huge number was like a huge stone pressing on their chests, making them unable to breathe!

The Drago family has worked hard for so many years, trying their best to build relationships everywhere, and even using Lynch's tiger skin and the name of shareholders of United Development Company, and their assets barely exceeded 20 million.

Due to the rapid development of Nagaril, Garton has reaped the dividends of the times, but its total assets are less than 30 million.

These things add up to less than 0.5%, not to mention one percent!

All they are left with is deep despair!

Looking at the desperate expressions of the two people, Lin Qi smiled and comforted, "Actually, you don't need to be so desperate. I remember that during the census of Nagaril last year, there were almost 280 million people."

"With fifty dollars each, these people can build a large shelter."

"Fifty yuan is their salary for more than a month. I believe they will not be stingy with this money in order to survive."

Drago's eldest son and Garton looked at each other and suddenly felt...it seemed that the money was not impossible to come up with.

Nowadays, Nagaril is well-fed with dividends. In the past, their per capita annual income was only twenty or thirty yuan.

Per capita income has now increased several times, and the income of some middle-class people is not even lower than that of federal residents, compared to ordinary people.

Ordinary Nagali people can earn about 1,000 to 2,000 yuan a year. One hundred yuan for a family is not much.

But Garden soon discovered a blind spot, "Mr. Lynch, but a shelter can only accommodate a few million people, and it can't accommodate so many people!"

Lynch said unhurriedly, "National lottery, a lottery ticket costs ten yuan, and every time the total amount sold reaches 1.2 billion, there will be a lottery."

"Five million people are drawn out and they have a spot in the shelter."

“As for those who don’t want to spend money to raffle, the shelter doesn’t actually need them.”

“If you are not even willing to pay a penny, you cannot even realize your value in society, let alone create value.”

"Such people will be screened out by us, not to mention in Nagaril, even in the Federation. They will inevitably become eliminated by nature's evolution!"

"This world is cruel. Weak people should just lie down quietly and don't struggle..."

"At least you look more decent when you die!"