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What Lynch said was not gentle, and it could be said that Simon felt a little uncomfortable.

He had been doing that kind of stable business without competition for too long before, and for so long he himself had forgotten what competition was like.

But it was Lynch's uncomfortable words that made Simon feel more relaxed.

Maybe the facts may not be exactly as fair as Lynch said, but even if there are some differences, he doesn't think the problem is big.

Over the years, he has accumulated too many contacts in the local area. It can be said that the Nagalil sales channel under the monopoly of the Playton firm was firmly in the hands of people like Mr. Simon.

Only they have merchandise for sale. People who want to buy something better must come to him. He has perfect sales channels.

Even if the competition is fierce in the future, as long as he can keep the price within the acceptable range, people will not abandon him.

This is an obvious thing. People always think about the old. Before showing a clear gap, people may try new things, but they will choose old things in the end.

"One more thing, Mr. Lynch..." Mr. Simon's face added a little smile, "If I want to buy a stake in Nagalil Joint Development Company..."

There was a humble tone in a slightly discussing tone, and the woman kneeling on the ground quietly glanced at her husband, and then quickly bowed her head.

This was the first time she had seen Simon show such a humble attitude in front of other people except Mr. Prayton. It might not be obvious to most people, but she could feel it.

An arrogant man, even when facing the governor, would not be so humble, but at this moment, he has let go of his arrogance.

This also made the woman a little horrified. She didn't understand the current situation in Nagalil. She only knew that some things seemed to have begun to change.

Lynch shook his head, "This won't work, it's not that I don't let you buy shares, you know, there are some big guys in the company, and I only own 3% of the shares..."

He directly pressed down the cigarette **** he had smoked, and the woman reacted quickly. She immediately held the ashtray against the cigarette butt. She was used to serving others like this.

Lynch did not say thank you. He heard Aser say that after he said thank you to his brother's wife, the whole family thought that his brother's wife was seduce him and even helped them spend the night.

He didn't want Simon to keep this woman, so he not only didn't say thank you, but didn't even look at it again.

He leaned back, leaning on the back of the wicker chair, and gently stroked the arm of the wicker chair with one hand.

The original soft rattan becomes hard after being processed, but it also has enough toughness.

They painted a layer of varnish on the surface of these rattans to avoid the influence of the natural environment. It is very comfortable to touch on the rattan, and it is not irritating at all.

"I know what you are worried about. You don't need to think about it this way. Please forgive me for my unintentional offense. Even if the company allows you to buy shares, you will not be able to spend too much money."

Lynch said with a faint smile, "For every one percent of the shares, it is 10 million Federal Sol!"

Mr. Simon took a deep breath. In these years, he has saved three or four million in profits, part of which has been sent back to the country, and the rest is a lot.

This is why he said that if he loses his current business, he will be desperate. Once Lynch and the federal businessmen start to clean up the original foreign businessmen here, they only need to prohibit people from buying their properties, which is enough for them to have a headache. It's been a long time.

His expression at this time... is a bit weird, his muscles twitched, and his eyelids twitched a few times. Maybe the big number Lynch said scared him.

One percent is ten million, and one hundred percent is one billion Federal Sol!

It’s just that the blow hasn’t ended yet. Lynch doesn’t mind continuing to say something that frightens him, “Those are just the prices we raised when we raised funds. Now the prices have risen a lot, just like what I just said!”

"It's not that we don't welcome you to join the joint development company, it's purely because our start is really high." He said and smiled, "Sorry, I don't mean anything else."

These words sounded like Lynch looked down on Mr. Simon, so he apologized for it.

"No, it doesn't matter, you don't need to apologize, Mr. Lynch, I can understand what you mean..." Mr. Simon waved his hand again and again, "You are right. Even 0.1% of the shares."

Mr. Simon has almost figured it out at this time. He has been doing monopoly business here for so many years and he has roughly figured it out.

In fact, the market value of Nagalil Joint Development Company is approximately equal to their company's income in Nagalil in the short to medium term.

The previously not very strict monopoly group is enough to make Mr. Simon earn hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands every year. What about Nagalil as a whole?

A country's annual profits of tens of millions will only make the stock price of joint development companies higher and higher, and eventually break through the horizon.

Now that he can't keep up, he doesn't need to think about being able to keep up in the future.

He looked at Lynch again with emotion, a little lost, and a little dazed.

Lynch is very young. Even though he looks very old-fashioned, he still feels very young.

It is such a young man who has been able to spend 30 million to buy shares in the joint development company, while he, the "Mr. Simon" that people call, is still worrying about that inconspicuous money.

This is the gap, the gap brings envy, jealousy, and loss after comparison, and a kind of loss.

Then he asked about other things that he was very concerned about, such as getting goods.

In the past, the goods of these foreign merchants were obtained through the Preton firm, and the firm directly shipped them according to their quota, and they sold what they sent.

Because it is an exclusive monopoly business, they don't need to worry about not selling their goods, and the governor of the province is also one of his customers.

Now, he can get the goods directly from the joint development company's sales office, and he can get whatever he wants, and no one will even give him too many restrictions, including price restrictions.

Everything seems to be changing in a positive way that Mr. Simon has not considered. This conversation made him feel a kind of lightness.

After chatting about some local anecdotes, Mr. Simon took the initiative to invite Lynch to be a guest at his home, and then left with his wife and children.

Standing in the yard looking at the car in the distance, Lynch shook his head and then looked away.

These merchants couldn't let them all go. They colluded with the Playton firm, relying on a monopoly to crawl on the people of Nagalil to **** blood.

If it’s just sucking blood, it’s okay. They also messed up the market. If someone could look through some records, or let some old people recall, before the establishment of the Preton firm, the business atmosphere in Nagalil was not like it is now. Oops.

The limited but free trade market makes the entire country's trade in a prosperous process. People exchange more things they don't use for money or things they need.

The abundance of market commodities brought demand, and people began to think about making money to change their lives. That period was almost the peak of Nagalil's development over the years.

If there is no interference from the Playton firm, the situation may be better now.

But monopolies and power-to-money transactions have ruined these, the market continues to shrink, and the circulation of money has begun to be restricted. These people are the culprits.

They are full of blood and want to leave, it is not so easy.

Lynch even thought about it. If Mr. Simon wants to leave safely, without encountering wind and waves on the sea, the remnants of pirates, or the crew members who are interested in money, then he'd better eat him in and spit it out.

Of course, throwing such a large sum of money into the entire area at once is not of much use, so Lynch will reluctantly set up a foundation to protect the illegal gains on behalf of the people of Nagalil.

I'm so **** noble!

When he turned around, the sergeant had already walked over.

"Boss, it's already arranged!"

Lynch nodded, "Eat first, and we will leave after dinner."

Nothing at lunch.

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, three high-floor cars-this thing actually looks more like a commercial vehicle, an off-road vehicle or a bigfoot car.

Its chassis is much higher than a normal car, and the shock absorption is even more exaggerated. This kind of car is only available locally.

The city center is full of rugged mud roads. It is better when it is sunny. If it is rainy, it is very likely that there is a huge pit under the seemingly shallow water.

In addition, the rain has caused the soil to relax, and the road conditions have not been very good. Almost all cars that come to Nagalil need to be modified in order to function normally.

In addition to a few cars, there is a small truck full of things.

When the convoy appeared, it attracted some curious eyes of local people, and some of them followed suit in a leisurely manner.

Because of road and environmental problems, the speed is not fast.

As people followed, the convoy entered a local orphanage, and the emotions of those who spontaneously followed seemed to have changed.

There is an orphanage in Nagalil~lightnovelpub.net~ but there is no nursing home. There was one before, but more and more families send the elderly to the nursing home to eat and drink for free, and the nursing home is gradually closed.

But this did not stop the family from sending the elderly away. Instead of sending them to nursing homes, they drove them to the street.

But there is an orphanage in Nagalil, and children are hope, and people know this even in places that lag behind.

Every year the government allocates some financial allocations to orphanages in various places, but the allocations are not particularly large, and they can only barely maintain.

Today, Lynch is here to give back to the society, and many reporters from the local newspaper have also come, wanting to witness this historic moment.

After the car stopped, Lynch got out of the car with a heavy face and looked at about fifty or sixty children in the yard, looking at the timidity in their eyes, and her expression became more solemn.

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