Blackstone Code

The effect of celebrities is still a very sharp propaganda method in this era. Although people suffer from all kinds of oppression, exploitation and unsatisfactory life, they are still kind in nature.

In other words, they have not yet formed an "antibody". They believe that what those celebrities say is true, and this belief is very firm.

"It's impossible for celebrities to lie and ruin their reputation. They're not that stupid!"

Of course, this is true most of the time. They won't be so stupid as to ruin their reputation, but there are exceptions.

For example...the capitalists gave too much and they couldn't refuse.

Celebrities and dignitaries appear in magazines and on TV, promoting various products. This is definitely the best era for capitalists.

Because people are simple, easy to deceive, and fail to remember lessons.

Just like this lighter, Lynch didn't even endorse or promote it. He just spent one million to buy the lighter he donated, making this lighter a hit this year.

The two gentlemen withdrew their eyes from the lighter, and Mr. Patu pursed his lips. He always had the stereotype of a Gefra person, and this was the same impression he left on people.

He raised his hand, separated his thumb and index finger, and stroked the beard on his lips twice. "He may not be able to succeed this time. The resistance is much greater than he imagined."

Mr. Wardrick expressed support for Mr. Pattu’s view, “However, it is a good thing for young people to be aggressive. At least it proves that the world has not completely aged.”

The two of them were not very optimistic about Lynch's "rise". It was not the right time at all. Even if he chose an unexpected path, it would be very difficult to succeed.

The two major financial groups, the first generation and the middle generation, have always been cautious about the newly rising capital power. As new industries rise, aging industries will inevitably die.

Among these dead industries, there are many major businesses of some large consortiums.

For example...building railways.

Many years ago, the people of the Federation were very keen on building railways. The railway tycoons at that time also said that they would spread railways throughout the Federation and even the world.

At that time, the federal railways were increasing at a rate of 7,500 kilometers per year. The most profitable thing at that time was to build railways.

Even local governments are begging the railway tycoons to build railways to their cities, and are willing to provide various preferential policies for this purpose.

But now... these things have entered the stage of low profits, and it is no longer possible to get rich relying on railways.

Better urban highways and interstate highways, as well as the developed automobile industry, have completely eliminated the problem of being unable to travel far without trains. This has also caused a devastating blow to the industrial chain surrounding the railway.

The rise of the automobile and the end of the train, the times are like this, rolling forward like a ball.

Seizing emerging opportunities is what every consortium must do, otherwise they will gradually be marginalized and eventually eliminated by the market.

No one likes things that are full of decay. This is a world that is different every day. The booming development of technology has made people love new things more and hate old things.

If you want to survive, you must fight.

That's what airplanes are like.

Everyone can see that once the aircraft establishes an absolute advantage, it must form an independent army.

Once an independent branch of the air force is established, Lynch's research institute and he will inevitably become the new arms purchasing giant. He has what can be said to be the most advanced technology at present.

In order to stop him, no matter what he does, he must fail. Only when he understands who is in charge of this country can the first and middle generation financial groups get what they want.

In fact, sometimes bowing your head is not an embarrassing thing, especially bowing to the top consortium in the country. For many people, this is a good thing that they can't even dream of.

"But I always feel that he will create some more miracles?" Mr. Wardrick can be said to be the person who "watched Lynch grow up". He has rapidly developed from a young man who was not even worth using to what he is now. Start trying to form your own consortium.

His ambition and ability make him the best choice, which is a pity.

Mr. Patu pursed his lips and nodded hesitantly, as if he was also confirming Mr. Wardrick's view. There was no shortage of miracles around Lynch, and he was also good at creating miracles.

"Let us observe silently like before. Maybe he will bring some unexpected changes to us and the Federation."

When they still thought that Lynch's purpose of forming the Light of Tomorrow Investment Company was to provide defensive measures for his aircraft research institute, the eldest son of the big warlord behind Every Moment had already arrived in the federal territory.

If they didn't intervene, it would be too late. They saw that 20% of the shares at any time had fallen into the hands of federal businessmen, and a large part of the tradable shares had also been lost.

If they become a federal company at any time, the first thing to be affected will be their business in Marillo.

The great warlord couldn't bear it anymore, and he couldn't leave, so he could only send his most valued eldest son to see if there was any chance to solve these difficulties.

This warlord's son was completely different from ordinary people. His demeanor, his temperament, and even where he stood made people unable to ignore his presence.

There seemed to be a mysterious thing hidden in his lake-blue pupils. Many young girls passing by him couldn't help but be attracted by his eyes.

There are more than twenty people in the group, all rare elites under the warlord. Except for two characters who use their brains, the others are all hands-on characters.

If it comes to the final step and every moment is lost, they won't do nothing.

Whether it is intimidation or actually doing something, he must show his ferocity as a Mallorian and cannot be underestimated by the federal people.

Not long after, a motorcade stopped outside the station and a group of people got on the bus.

The warlord's son took off his sunglasses and looked at the empty car, "Didn't my uncle come in person?"

The standard Mallorian pronunciation is a bit weird compared to the federal pronunciation, but it is within the acceptable range.

The person in charge of picking people up was also Mallory. He was the president's assistant. "Mr. President is talking to those shareholders about repurchasing stocks, and he can't get away for the time being."

The warlord's son nodded, he knew this.

The best way to fight against takeovers is to concentrate the shares in the hands of one person as much as possible. Only in this way, the advantageous stocks in the game, preferably more than 50% of the shares, will not need to worry about hostile acquirers doing anything to the company. sovereignty brings too much harm.

As long as the company's sovereignty remains unchanged, they can quickly recover those lost losses.

The great warlords of Marillo are even preparing for a spring party of larger scale and class. In addition to inviting the rich from the Federation, they will also invite the rich from all over the world to Marillo to visit their plantations.

As long as they can get through the current difficulties, they are confident that the stock price will soon return to normal levels.

The warlord's son did not continue to speak, the interior of the carriage fell into silence, and the atmosphere was very serious.

The life of a warlord is not entirely enjoyable, and "second-generation warlords" like him do not live in a completely comfortable world.

Every year, or even every month, there will be some small warlords, medium-sized warlords, who want to test whether they are still as dominant as before.

These temptations are often extremely extreme, with armed conflicts, explosions, and even assassinations never ending.

The son of a warlord has about thirty brothers and sisters in total. The reason why he can't remember clearly is because now he only has three brothers and one sister left.

The other brothers and sisters were either taken away by a worthless bullet in a battle, or were stabbed in the chest by a knife late at night.

It is not easy to survive in such a world, which also gives him a tragic aura.

If he is not dead, then too many people will be killed by him!

It is difficult for people to describe the "murderous aura" vividly in any way, and they are not even sure whether it really exists. But at this moment in the carriage, the people who came to receive the reception felt the murderous aura floating unbridled in the air. .

A chilling murderous aura.

The motorcade roars and disappears at the end of the road in the envious eyes of people. This kind of thing happens every day in Bupen. Sometimes people don't even bother to envy them. There are too many rich people here.

When the motorcade arrived at the Every Minute Building, a manager immediately came out to greet the distinguished guest.

But as soon as she opened the car door and wanted to help the warlord's son out of the car, she was forced back by a look, and then pushed away by a palm covered with scars and calluses.

"Is my uncle back?" he asked as he walked towards the company.

The assistant who was chasing after him glanced at the manager, who shook his head. The president might be hiding from the young man.

Thinking about it, at this time, someone was sent here, not to seize power, but to hold people accountable, and he was the eldest son of the "general". Naturally, the two of them could only laugh together, not daring to say anything, and they could not say anything.

If you say it, both sides will be offended; if you don't say it, neither side will be offended.

The warlord's son snorted coldly and continued walking inside. The person he brought opened the elevator for him and went directly to the top floor.

Two of his subordinates opened the door to the president's office for him, and he walked directly in and sat on the huge rhinoceros leather chair that only the president could sit on. "Let my uncle come see me."

"In addition, I would like to inform all current shareholders of the meeting and I have something to announce."

The manager and the president's assistant did not agree immediately. They looked at each other for a day, vaguely feeling that this would be a troublesome thing. It was actually a stupid thing to seize power from Mariro at this time.

But they had to do it, because many of their family members were still in Marillo. Unless they would never go back in their lives and were not afraid of assassination, then it was best to be obedient.