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After Lynch came out, the head of operations of the safety committee greeted him, "What did you talk about?"

He was curious as to why Lynch stayed in the room for so long. During this period, something that they hadn't anticipated must have happened, but the general direction can still be confirmed.

That is, Isabella will definitely try her best to persuade Lynch to support her, and in the Federation, the only big capitalist she knows is Lynch.

Of course, Lynch will never admit that he is a capitalist, he is a patriotic businessman...

At this time, the people of the safety committee just wanted to know whether Lynch had promised her anything, or if she said she did everything but did not agree to anything.

"I agreed to support her in rebuilding her own power, and she persuaded me with some conditions."

The head of operations of the safety committee rolled his eyes. This persuasion must be dry at the beginning, but as the power of persuasion strengthens and becomes smoother, it may go through a stage of fierce disputes, and then everyone can clean up. Good your emotions and calm down.

Lynch noticed his expression and paused, "You don't believe it?"

The operations director also stopped, with an expression of "I **** really unbelievable" on his face, but said the exact opposite, "No, I believe what you said, she must have given very generous terms."

Lynch raised his footsteps and continued to walk forward, and he followed Lynch's side step by step, "Iron ore, copper ore, silver ore, and oil, these things are enough."

"These things sound like nothing special." After a little thought, the operations director gave some of his own opinions, "The resources we are currently exploiting are not small, and there is no shortage of these materials in the country."

There are many coal mines in the Federation, and there are also oil fields, which seems to be indispensable.

Lynch shook his head, "There is no shortage, and it does not mean enough. These are two concepts."

"And once a war breaks out, do you think our enemy will allow us to continue to mine resources and launch an untargeted attack?"

Lynch chuckled lightly. The laughter made the chief of operations feel that his IQ, which had never been considered low, suddenly dropped a bit, and he looked at Lynch with his neck stubborn.

At this time, he had reached the end of the corridor. Standing in front of the elevator, Lynch stopped. He pressed the button casually, and then looked at the operations supervisor.

"Because of your work mistakes, the aircraft information was leaked. Now the whole world is studying aircraft and expanding types."

"You can't guarantee that they will develop an aircraft that can fly directly from their homeland to the air over the Federation to strike or even bomb important targets."

"Once our exploitation of resources is restricted and we cannot resume mining and production smoothly, our demand for raw materials can only rely on our usual reserves."

"You tell me, these things are not important?"

"If our warships don't have heavy fuel, they are coffins on the sea. If our planes don't have fuel, they are not as good as a pistol. There are many similar situations, Mr. Superintendent."

"Each of our decisions may affect the national destiny of the Federation. Please refrain from such irresponsible thoughts as'I feel'!"

With a ding sound, the elevator door opened. Looking at the serious operations director, Lynch reached out and shook his hand, "If there are other things, please inform me at any time, bye."

Lynch entered the elevator, looking at the slowly closing elevator door, the head of operations returned to the room next to Isabella "detained".

There are a lot of recording equipment working in this room, and he asked, "Are there any unusual conversations recorded?"

The sound recorder shook his head, but soon he took another piece of paper to the operations supervisor, with a strange phrase written on it-carpet bombing.

Coming out of the elevator on the first floor, Lynch's eyes were firm and sharp. He had never betrayed the idea of ​​federal interests, because it was stupid.

Many people think that traitors can make a fortune, but they have too little vision and too stupid.

Only by tying oneself and the whole country together can we truly make money.

Look at these big consortia in the Federation, which one doesn't do this?

It seems that they have many business projects, and many of them have nothing to do with people's lives, but in fact, every one of them is inseparable from people's lives.

It's just that they have changed a method, a form of existence, which is not so easy for people to perceive it.

National defense security, weapons research and development, which one is not related to the future of the entire country?

After walking out of the Bupen Grand Hotel and getting in the car, Lynch began to think about the next few things.

He will persuade the Ministry of Defense, and it will not be very difficult, because this time he is not alone to persuade the Ministry of Defense to do so, and Mr. Patou.

The next thing depends on Isabella herself, whether she can persuade the general's former subordinates to submit to her, as she said.

Only when she did this and allowed herself to have a large enough territory, would he and the federal government restart the plan, continue to support her in expanding, and echo Sanchez.

The car quickly merged into the traffic, and half an hour later, he arrived at the company headquarters of the lighter factory.

It's a small three-story building very inconspicuous, and it's not in the center of Buppen.

It can be seen that before it has "potential", the business situation can't be considered particularly good.

It is normal to think about it. Not everyone can spend tens of thousands to buy a lighter. After all, this is only a very small number of people.

Lynch's arrival was greeted by members of the board of directors, and a smiling gentleman who appeared to be in his forties stood at the door waiting for him.

After Lynch got out of the car, he took the initiative to greet him and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Lynch, I am the general manager of the company. On behalf of the board of directors, I welcome you to join us. Everyone is waiting for you."

Lynch nodded, and led him into the conference room on the third floor.

The interior decoration is a bit old, and the elevator is also a bit old, making Lynch feel that it is better to take the stairs.

Entering the conference room, he saw Severilla sitting in the first seat at a glance. The girl tilted her head and looked at the scenery outside the window, seeming to be thinking something.

When the general manager reminded her, she recovered.

"Sorry, I didn't notice that you have come.", she said.

Lynch smiled, and sat down in the empty seat next to her unconcernedly, "I knew this gift was not so easy to collect. It looks like I have become a mascot now?"

There were a lot of smiles on Severella’s face, “You should be happy. It’s just a move that you didn’t notice, which aroused the attention of capital. Many people can’t do it deliberately. Lynch."

Lynch knew that she was talking about that, it was the charity auction of the President’s wife. He donated one million. This immediately made the media interested in the lighter in Lynch’s hand, so that the family produced it by hand. The small company at the core was instantly noticed by the capital market.

Serviera immediately took the majority of the company's equity. Of course, the company couldn't refuse the terms offered by Mr. Wardrick, nor did it dare to refuse.

After Severella became the largest shareholder, he immediately thought of the way to maximize profits, that is, to bring Lynch in.

As a result, it is obvious that more people now have the intention to join, even if it was the last share expansion and capital increase before the listing, they did not encounter any trouble, and the inflow of funds was directly filled.

The conversation between the two ends here, and then the board of directors, they will talk in detail later.

In the process, Severilla showed a side that Lynch hadn't seen before, the side of a strong business woman.

In the past two years, she has given up her original dream-to become a best-selling author, and she has begun to be more exposed to business matters. All this is to prove that she does not need to depend on anyone, no matter if this person is Wo Mr. Derek, it's Lynch.

Lynch’s rejection of her that day always appeared in her ears, which made her feel a little sad and angry.

Under the influence of time, she can now treat Lynch calmly, and she will prove her excellence!

"We want to launch a new design centered on female user groups. The female smoking group is rapidly expanding, which will become the next high-consumption group."

Then she took out some design drawings and asked the secretary to pass them to everyone, and Lynch also had a copy in her hand.

This is a...very feminine design. The rose gold shell uses various gems to outline a white pony running on a pink background.

This design is too feminine, but on the contrary, its positioning is very accurate.

There are also some pictures above, for example, on different occasions, the effect of some ladies using it.

"It looks pretty good." Lynch gave a proper evaluation.

Severilla nodded, taking this as a compliment.

"If no one has any questions about these designs, we will produce according to this..."

"Ninety-nine, each must be numbered and signed by the manufacturer's personal stamp. I want to make sure that each is unique!"

Lin Qi took a few unexpected glances at Severella~lightnovelpub.net~ Limited release and signature by artisans. This concept has not yet prevailed in this era.

This will make the price of the lighter higher and the meaning more different.

No one has any opinions on Severilla's ideas. She has pushed a company with a low market value through a few times, and it will be listed soon. Who can have an opinion on her?

No one will work.

Seeing Severella continue to arrange every job, Lynch was a little bit emotional, and it turned out that pain is the best partner for growth!

After the meeting was over, the two entered the president's office. After Severilla asked the secretary to take two cups of coffee, she looked at Lynch, "I need your help..."

The next second, Lynch, who had just taken a sip of coffee, turned his head and took out a handkerchief to cover the corner of his mouth. After a while, the handkerchief in his hand turned brown.

He threw the twenty-five yuan handkerchief into the trash can, smiled and apologized, "Sorry, I reacted too much, someone said the same thing to me not long ago..."