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"The riots are continuing to ferment..."

In the house of Governor Drago, people are gathering together to chat, it looks like a leisurely afternoon tea party.

It's just that compared to the calmness of the governor, Lynch, and others, there are more or less scared expressions on the faces of others.

It is the local police chief who is reporting the situation outside. Taking into account the imminent riots, the police chief arranged all the police around the provincial governor's office before the riots, which is quite normal.

After all, the governor of the province is the highest chief executive of the Mengwu province. Anyone can have problems, but the governor cannot.

"A large-scale crowd has already hit the living areas of most foreigners in the local area, and the local wealthy areas have also been affected. They destroyed some shops in commercial blocks, robbed the contents and set them on fire..."

When the police chief said this, there was a feeling in his heart that he couldn't speak for himself. He was also a member of a clan, but his position in this clan was rather awkward, and he was finally assigned to Drago. The chiefs of police stations in provinces and cities.

He is also a member of the ruling class. When he heard that foreigners jokingly called the "third ruling class" suffered this catastrophe, he felt a little joy in his heart. He even glanced at Lynch and other foreign countries in secret. people.

But more, it is still a kind of panic. There are some cruel things hidden deep in his eyes. Once the ban is lifted, he will start to make some people understand that this is not a free federation, this is Nagalil. Everything must obey the will of the masters and gods.

The lords are in front of God!

The way the pariah waved his fist frightened the police chief. He sweated coldly every time he thought of his self-righteous bravery when he used a baton to beat and disperse the pariah by himself.

As long as one person stood up and threw him to the ground, he would soon be torn to pieces by these untouchables.

They dare to act on these foreigners today, but tomorrow they will not be allowed to act on the ruling class of their country. This kind of trend cannot be promoted, and they must be brutally killed.

Lynch noticed the changes in the details of the police chief's expression. He got up with a wine glass, turned around, and faced more foreigners in this 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 it only requires a barbaric catastrophe to destroy it. I propose and donate... 100,000 Federal Sols to save and help. Those who have suffered losses in this catastrophe, lost loved ones, and those who need help!"

Governor Drago may not have a very high culture, but his sense of smell and political sensitivity are very high. This kind of person who has emerged from the era of cruel struggle, even if he usually looks stupid, will not be true. stupid.

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

The two looked at each other, only heavy on their faces, but both of them saw a tacit... smile in each other's eyes.

Lynch took the lead, followed by the provincial governor. This is no longer a "proposal" or an "initiative." Analyze some useful things from it.

"I donate 20,000 Federal Sol..." The third one was Little Fox, and people turned their eyes to him.

In fact, the people in this room are not poor, and they can come up with more or less money, but they don't know the nature of this donation, and they don't know what they can get from this donation.

This is not like a federal charitable donation. After the donation, the federal government will return more to the philanthropist in the form of tax-free tax. If there are not some invisible rules restricting them, they may all have the tax of the year. Donate them all-in that case, not only do 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 instead.

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

They were all waiting, waiting for someone to come forward and point them out first, and waiting for Lynch to explain more details.

Little Fox stepped up in time to solve Lynch’s many troubles. Lynch nodded slightly, then looked at other people, “Mr. Fox has donated 20,000 Federal Sols. Is there only one gentleman with the spirit of internationalism here? ?"

At this time, the second person stood up, an unexpected person.

Petunia walked in front of the people. She looked at Lynch directly and raised her eyebrows quietly, "I donate all my personal salary to help those in need!"

Lynch was a little surprised. In fact, in his heart, Penny was more like a "Plain Carp". She was too young, had not received a higher level of education, and had a family background... He didn't have a detailed understanding of this. However, it seems to come from a middle-class family.

In this way, if the girls from the family do not go to higher education, the only role they can play is "Vase" or "Plaincarp" as Lynch thinks. They will not have too high political literacy. But this time, Petunia's behavior surprised Lynch a little.

He has already thought about how to tell reporters how to write this manuscript, to tell the Nagalil people that the federal people are different from the foreigners before them.

Look, we also donate spontaneously. Even women who are independent and independent have donated. Both foreigners and locals can enjoy the benefits of this donation.

While people were still a little hesitant, two gunshots suddenly came from outside the house, followed by a dozen more shots. The chief of the police station was agitated and turned his head and went outside to find out the situation.

Lynch seemed to have heard nothing, his expression had not changed. He looked at the people who were a little bit shocked and smiled, "Miss Petunia’s benevolent heart is touching. I believe this incident has spread. Back in China, more people will definitely become your fans."

Lynch’s voice calmed everyone’s attention from the outside, but pulled back in a more suffocating silence. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, don’t be afraid, I promise with my personality. , As long as it is my friends, I will not let them be harmed!"

A small businessman in his thirties seemed to have realized something at once. He rushed forward, raised his hands, and shouted, "Mr. Lynch, I donate...I donate five thousand!", his expression was a little struggling. , And explained, "This is all the money I can take out now, but I believe someone needs help more than me!"

The expression on Lynch’s face softened, and he even reached out and shook the gentleman's hand, “Your kindness touched God. Thank you very much for your donation. If you have financial problems, you can Go to President Joe Griman of Jinhui Bank, as long as you mention me, he will be happy to talk to you about solving your troublesome problems!"

In fact, these little businessmen are no different from those of Simon who have become dead ghosts. 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 consortium to go to Nagalil. Come look for opportunities.

They are not rich people like Lynch, Patou or Mr. Wardrick. Tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands are not counted as money.

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

So now he bet a bit bigger, he bet all of his own, and he also won 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 continue to produce cheap goods for sale 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!

Employing a hundred workers in the Federation, the expenses for food, drink and Lazar are counted. No matter what they do, they must be given at least 25,000 yuan in salary and other expenses every month.

Even if the factory loses money, the money can't be saved, otherwise they will ask the workers' union for assistance, get their share back through judicial channels, and take some extra fines.

To maintain the expenses of workers, if a factory’s monthly sales are 100,000, then the factory owner must ensure that the net profit is above 40%, because in addition to the workers, there are other expenses, depreciation, etc., but what products can Maintain such a high net profit and continue to sell well? (Non-mechanized production, a production mode with human beings as the main productivity, which is also one of the reasons to promote mechanized production)

No!

But everything is different here. The released profit space 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 here.

The bigger the factory, the more employees, 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 give loans, he is not afraid of how much he will give, because everyone knows that the more loans they give, the more workers they hire, and the more profits the factory generates!

It's full of huge profits!

The businessman whose hand was held by Lynch’s surprised face was all with an unresolvable smile~lightnovelpub.net~ His cheekbones were raised, his brows were slightly raised, and his muscles were uncontrollable, making him laugh. "The expression.

"Mr. Lynch, thank you so much. The excitement in my heart can't be described in words...", he bent over, but still held Lynch's hand tightly, telling his emotions at this time.

Lynch’s expression is still so calm, with a smile that Zhizhu is holding on his face, a little reserved, but there is a kind of arrogance in his bones, he is like a king, emperor, and even a **** who can dominate the fate of others, sitting high. Clouds, watching the mortal under the steps of his **** seat, expressing the joys, sorrows and sorrows belonging to mortals.

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