Mediterranean hegemon

Chapter 53: The Great Collapse (9)

"You offered a 10% increase so readily?" After Hoover left, Francisco felt a little incredible, "We should talk slowly..."

"This is not my strong point." Contini smiled bitterly, "I have sent a telegram to the country and asked Uncle Antonio and Leo to come to the United States to take charge of the details of bankruptcy asset acquisition, asset restructuring, and package contract negotiations. Wait for them to come to the United States. When we arrive, I will leave for home. You have worked hard these past six months, so prepare to return home. There is still a lot of trouble waiting for us in the country. "

Francisco nodded: It would be much better to change to Antonio and Leo. They work more carefully and are not as careless as the president. However, he also thought Contini's behavior was normal. How could the president of such a large consortium pay attention to everything in detail? When President Hoover came to talk about this big contract, he gave a general opinion, instead of talking about each company separately. Grasping the big ones and letting go of the small ones is the most basic ability of a person in power. He wants to take care of everything. In the end, everything can't be managed well.

Thinking of this, he remembered the leader's joke: Mussolini didn't care much about the daily equipment of the army, but he could spare a few days to observe whether the honor guard was neatly arranged and whether the costumes were beautiful. This made him speechless. Everyone outside is praising the leader, and Contini is also praising him, but the more people around him, the more senior people and insiders are, the more everyone knows what kind of leader he is - his real level is far worse than the propaganda. Far away.

When he thought of this, he was suddenly shocked: When had he put the president into the position of a national leader? He is only 26 years old!

"What are we going to do domestically? We can cut through the mess in the United States quickly, but domestically..."

"Father has sent a telegram. He has communicated with the leader. As soon as I arrive, he will resign the Minister of Transport to me, and he will serve as chairman of the Grand Fascist Committee..." Contini said solemnly, "But this is not enough. Save Italy cannot rely on minor repairs, it must take strong measures. I plan to draft a report to establish the Italian National Development and Reform Commission to take charge of all economic affairs.”

"This committee has a lot of power?"

"It's very big. All investment decisions, economic reforms, industrial revitalization and municipal construction must go through this committee."

"Who is responsible?"

"The leader serves as the nominal leader, and I serve as the president, responsible for specific control and daily affairs, and also serve as the minister of transportation." Contini smiled, "In fact, the leader does not understand economics at all, he is just a name."

"Calais..." Francisco hesitated, "I'm not doubting your ability, I just think it might be too outstanding. I'm afraid the leader has other ideas about you."

"It's normal for him to have ideas, but he can't do without me..." Contini smiled, "Only I have the follow-up resources and orders, and I also have the means and ability to stabilize Italy's economy, so he can't do without me. I can give up other reputations, but I will firmly grasp this opportunity.”

"if……"

"There are no ifs!" Contini said calmly, "If there are ifs... then eradicate it!"

"Eradicate!" Francisco was startled by these two words. Of course he knew what it meant - if it were someone else, a 26-year-old young man who said "raze" calmly in front of him, He thought it was an arrogant statement, but when facing Contini, he only had one thought in his mind - terrible!

"Of course, I will adjust my working methods to allow domestic capitalists and the people to share the benefits as much as possible. It's okay if the United Group suffers a loss. Anyway, we have channels to replenish blood..." Contini blinked, "You don't think that the U.S. stock market is just like this. Is this the end? It’s early, I can at least harvest two waves. Look, the contract I signed with Livermore lasts for one year, and he has only worked for us for three months..."

Francisco understands this trick completely: United Group uses various legal means to suck blood from the United States, and then returns to Italy to invest and share it domestically - not to make money, but to increase scale and stabilize the overall economy: what he earns in the United States is Profits, what he earned in Italy was fame, and he reaped the benefits on both sides.

"But even if we harvest two more waves, it will be like that..." Francisco was worried, "United Group's main business has always been losing money as a whole. This time we increase investment, the losses will definitely be greater. Although we can get more from the United States. There won’t be many opportunities like this in the future. How long will it last? 5 years? 10 years? Even if it’s good in 10 years, what will happen in 10 years? I hope that if more projects are launched, they will be further out of reach..."

"Your estimate of the future is too long. In such a rapidly changing era, let alone 10 years, 5 years will see rapid changes. 5 years ago, could you have imagined that United Group would become what it is today? Can you think of Italy? Has industrial output doubled?" Contini laughed, "When planning and making predictions, you must move the clock forward. One year now is equal to three or even five years in the last century!"

Francisco sighed: "But the losses are also accelerating. Now the losses in a year are 7-8 times more than in the past. If we don't count the gains from the stock market and the growth of real estate and some infrastructure this year, our overall losses will be The amount is more than 7 billion lire - more than the country's annual military expenditure. If an outsider reads the report, how much will it cost in 10 years? 27 billion?"

"There will be no losses in 10 years..."

"No?" Francesco was stunned, "Can it turn losses into profits?"

Contini shook his head and said softly: "It will be my turn in ten years. Under special circumstances, whether the United Group is profitable or not is not important. I will have other ways to deal with it."

Francisco did not ask in detail what other ways were. He was shocked by the words "it will be my turn in ten years" and asked subconsciously: "No major events have happened in the country? Your marriage with Ada will not be affected, right?"

This question was asked very obscurely. The so-called "marriage will not be affected" actually asked about the relationship between Contini and Mussolini, or the relationship between the Ciano family and Mussolini. Contini smiled: "No, everything is calm. The wedding will be held in October next year as planned..."

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