Blackstone Code

"The riots are continuing to ferment..."

In Governor Drag's house, people were gathering together and chatting. It looked like a leisurely afternoon tea party.

It's just that compared to the calmness of the governor and Lin Qi, the others had more or less frightened expressions on their faces.

The person who was reporting the situation outside was the local police chief. Considering that a riot was about to break out, it was quite normal for the police chief to arrange police officers around the provincial governor's office before the riot occurred.

After all, the provincial governor is the highest chief executive of Mengwu Province. Anyone can cause problems, but not this provincial governor.

"The large-scale crowds have already impacted the living areas of most local foreigners, and the local wealthy areas have also been affected to some extent. They destroyed some shops in commercial districts, robbed the contents, and set fire to them..."

When the police chief said these words, he felt a feeling that he couldn't even describe. He was also a member of a clan, but his position in this clan was rather embarrassing, and he was eventually assigned to Drago. The chief of police of a province or city.

He was also a member of the ruling class. When he heard that the foreigners nicknamed the "third ruling class" suffered this disaster, he felt a little happy in his heart. He had just secretly glanced at Lynch and other foreigners. people.

But more than anything, there is still a kind of fear. There is something ruthless hidden deep in his eyes. Once the ban is lifted, he will start to let some people understand that this is not a free federation, this is Nagaril. Everything must obey the will of the masters and God.

Men are in front of God!

The police chief was frightened by the way the untouchables raised their fists. He broke into a cold sweat every time he thought of his self-righteous bravery when he used a baton to beat and disperse the untouchables.

If only one man stood up and threw him to the ground, he would soon be torn to pieces by these untouchables.

If they dare to attack these foreigners today, there is no guarantee that they will attack the country's ruling class tomorrow. This trend cannot be encouraged, and their momentum must be killed ruthlessly.

Lynch noticed the detailed changes in the police chief's expression. He stood up with a wine glass in hand, turned around, and faced more foreigners in the room, "Ladies and gentlemen, I was very sad and angry when I heard the news. "

"The construction of civilization requires brick by brick to build a magnificent building, but to destroy it only requires a catastrophe from barbarism. I initiate and donate... one hundred thousand federal soles to save and help Those who have suffered losses in this catastrophe, those who have lost loved ones, and those who need help!"

Governor Drago may not have a high level of education, but he has a high sense of smell and political acumen. This kind of person who came out of the era of brutal struggle, even if he looks stupid at ordinary times, is not real. stupid.

He quickly followed suit, "I also donated 10 million Galils to help those in need."

The two looked at each other with heavy expressions on their faces, but they both saw a very understanding...smile in each other's eyes.

Lynch took the lead, followed closely by the provincial governor. This was no longer a "proposal" or "initiative", this was a donation event. The eyes of every foreigner here were spinning and their heads were stirring, wanting to Learned something useful from it.

"I donate 20,000 federal soles..." The third one was Little Fox, and people's eyes turned to him.

In fact, the people in this room are not poor and can contribute more or less money, but they do not know the nature of this donation or what they can get from this donation.

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This is not like a federal charitable donation. After how much money is donated, the federal government will return more to the philanthropist in the form of tax exemption. If there are not some invisible rules restricting them, they may all pay the tax for that year. Donate them all - if that happens, not only will they not need to pay taxes when they need to pay taxes, but the tax bureau or city hall will need tax refunds or subsidies.

Donating here is another question. What are the benefits of donating? If there are no benefits, then how much is appropriate?

They were all waiting, waiting for someone to step forward and point them in the right direction, waiting for Lynch to explain more details.

Little Fox stepped forward in time to solve a lot of Lynch's troubles. Lynch nodded slightly, and then looked at the others, "Mr. Fox has donated 20,000 federal soles. Do we only have one gentleman with internationalist spirit here?" ?”

At this moment, a second person stood up, an unexpected person.

Penny walked in front of people, looked directly at Lynch, and raised her eyebrows quietly, "I will donate all my personal remuneration to help those in need!"

Lynch was a little surprised. In fact, in his heart, Penny was more like a "Plain Cap". She was too young and had not received a higher level of education. Her family background...he did not know this in detail. However, it seems that he comes from a middle-class family, the kind that is more than enough than the upper class.

If girls from such families do not receive higher education, the only roles they can play are "vases" or what Lynch considers "plaincaps". They will not have high political literacy. But this time, Penny's actions surprised Lynch.

He has already thought about telling reporters how to write this article and tell the people of Nagaril that the Federation is different from the foreigners before.

Look, we also made voluntary donations, including independent women. Both foreigners and locals can enjoy the benefits brought by this donation.

Just when people were still hesitant, two gunshots were suddenly heard outside the house, followed by more than a dozen gunshots. The police chief was shocked and turned around to go outside to learn about the situation.

Lynch acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and his expression did not change. He looked at those people who were a little frightened, and smiled, "Miss Petunia's kind heart is touching. I believe this incident has spread... When you return to China, more people will definitely become your fans."

Lynch's voice drew everyone's attention back from the quiet but more suffocating silence outside. He smiled and said in a nonchalant tone, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be afraid. I guarantee it with my personality." , as long as they are my friends, I will not let them get hurt!"

A thirty-year-old small businessman seemed to suddenly realize something. He rushed to the crowd, raised his hands, and shouted loudly, "Mr. Lynch, I donate... I donate five thousand!" His expression was a little struggling. , also explained, "This is all the money I can take out now, but I believe there are people who need help more than me!"

The expression on Lynch's face softened, and he even stretched out his hand to shake the gentleman's hand, "Your kindness moved God. Thank you very much for your donation. If you have any financial problems, you can Go to President Joe Grimman of Jinhui Bank, just mention me and he will be happy to talk to you about solving your troublesome problem!"

In fact, these small businessmen are no different from Simon who has become a dead ghost. They can't find opportunities in the country, can't get orders, and are on the verge of bankruptcy. Their only way out is to follow the call of the government and the consortium and go to Nagaril. Come find opportunities.

They are not rich people like Lynch, Pattu or Mr. Wardrick. Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands are not considered money.

Five thousand yuan was all his savings. He didn't leave any way out for himself. He came from the Federation to a strange place to do business. Isn't it gambling?

So now he bets bigger, he bets everything he has, and he wins the bet.

As long as the bank is willing to give him money, he will soon be able to build a factory here, and then continuously produce cheap goods and sell them all over the world.

In the past half a month, these people have probably figured out how to make money here, which is basically equivalent to free labor that can save them an unimaginable cost!

To employ one hundred workers in the federation, including food, drink, and other expenses, no matter how well they do, they must be given a salary of at least twenty-five thousand yuan and other expenses every month.

Even if the factory loses money, this money cannot be saved, otherwise they will ask the workers' union for assistance and get their share back through judicial channels, and also get some more fines.

To maintain workers' expenses, if a factory's monthly sales are 100,000, then the factory owner must ensure that the net profit is more than 40%, because in addition to workers, there are other expenses, depreciation, etc., but what products can Maintain such high net profits and continue to sell well? (Non-mechanized production, a production model with humans as the main productive force, which is also one of the reasons for promoting mechanized production)

No!

But everything is different here. The released profit margin allows them to make a lot of money even if they produce things that are not profitable in the federation. What they earn is actually the wages of the labor force here.

The bigger the factory, the more employees there are. Regardless of more profit points, even if the net profit is less than 10%, you can make a lot of money!

As long as the bank can provide loans, he is not afraid of any amount, because everyone knows that the more loans they provide, the more workers they will hire, and the more profits the factory will generate!

It’s full of huge profits!

The surprised businessman whose hand was held by Lynch had an indescribable smile on his face. His cheekbones became higher, his brows were slightly raised, and his muscles were uncontrollable, making him make a "laughing" expression.

"Mr. Lynch, thank you so much. The excitement in my heart right now cannot be described in words..." He bent down, but still held Lynch's hand tightly, telling his surging emotions at this time.

Lin Qi's expression was still so calm, with a smile that showed some wisdom. He was a little reserved, but there was a kind of arrogance in his bones. He was like a king, emperor, or even a god who could control the destiny of others, sitting high. In the clouds, he watched mortals express their emotions and emotions at the steps of his divine throne.

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