Chapter 199: Business

Comoz Shipping is a French shipping company.

The main business of the Comoz shipping company is the transportation of various agricultural products and primary industrial products between France and French Indochina.

French Indochina is rich in mineral resources, as well as rich in various industrial raw materials, and even too much food to eat, which is extremely important for France, which is struggling to survive the world war.

No matter what time it is, there are always people crying and people laughing.

It is said that Fisher, the owner of the Comoz shipping company, should laugh that although the world war caused great damage to Europe, Fisher's career has also made great progress.

Thanks to the world war, it quadrupled the number of ships available for ocean shipping in my hands.

Fisher often thought so, and although he didn't say it, it was evident from the happy expression on his face all day.

In recent days, though, Fisher has been a bit unable to laugh.

The Germans had been engaged in submarine warfare, and in order to avoid losses, Fisher made all his ships registered in the United States, so that it appeared that Fisher's fleet was American and could escape the German submarine attack.

But since February, Fisher has found that his calculations have failed, and the Germans have gone mad, no matter which country's flag is flying on the ship, as long as it is a ship, it will be sunk, even if it is flying the German flag.

The Germans are not stupid at all, since the Germans began unlimited submarine warfare, the captains of submarines do not have to bother to distinguish the country to which the ship belongs, and they can sink all of them as far as the eye can see, and they will definitely not be injured by mistake.

At this time, all the ships sailing on the sea were related to the Entente powers. Because the Allies occupied a relatively large number of ports around the world, all Allied ships were held in ports by the Allies and waited for the end of the war before deciding where they belonged.

Although the Germans had built a high seas fleet before the war that could almost challenge the British, it was almost almost, not yet to the extent of certainty. So after the start of the world war. The German High Seas Fleet remained in German military ports almost all the time, guarding against surprise attacks from the Allies from the sea.

From February to March, Fisher's ship had already sunk three of them, and while it wasn't enough to break Fisher's bones, the loss of profit was enough to give Fisher a headache, as Fisher didn't know how much he would lose in the following April.

Sunny morning. It was supposed to be a good day for the wind and the sun, but Fisher couldn't be happy when he looked at the newspaper in his hand.

The front-page headline of Le Figaro reported on the unrestricted submarine warfare of the Germans, and it was clearly written that the Allies had lost about 100,000 tons in the past month!

"These damn guys, they're all rhetorical liars, this number must be flooded!" Fisher threw the newspaper in his hand into the wastepaper basket next to his desk.

The figures in the newspapers are very moisturey, if they are as the newspapers say, just the Comoz shipping company. It contributes more than one-tenth to this figure, and there are more than 100 companies of the size of Comoz Shipping in the UK and France!

"Damn Lloyd George, damn Raymond Poincaré, is Thomas Wilson your father? Can't you just send a few damn destroyers around the Mediterranean? Fisher was whirling around in his office, cursing and cursing.

Britain and France are indeed escorting, but they are concentrated in the Atlantic waterway, and they cannot take care of the Mediterranean waterway for a while. And Fisher's ship was going to run to the Far East. The Mediterranean Sea Route is Fisher's lifeline.

"Sir, there is a Monsieur Allen from Paris who wants to see you." The secretary with big breasts and fat buttocks knocked on the door and came in.

"Nope. I don't want to see anyone, don't bother me unless it's George Gray. Fisher was not in the mood to flirt with the usual flirtatiousness, and yelled at the glamorous secretary.

George Gray is the current Minister of the Colonies, and because of the relationship between the colonies and the navy, George Gray is the most popular candidate for the next Minister of the Navy.

By the way. Alexander Ribault's premiership was only a week's long, and Alexander Ribault did not come up with a convincing cabinet list, and this may be his last premiership.

The current prime minister is not Clemenceau, who is very popular, but Paul Panlewe, the Minister of Education and Invention of Briand. Paul Panlewe's cabinet roster has only received a certain degree of praise, not so much because he has gained parliamentary confidence. It is not so much the product of a compromise of forces in Parliament.

"This Mr. Allen said that he can guarantee the safe navigation of the company's ships in the Mediterranean." The secretary pushed her eyes on the bridge of her nose, a movement that made her arms tighter and the size of her chest looked larger.

"God, why didn't you say it sooner? Invite him in! Fisher turned his anger into joy, stepped forward and scooped the secretary in the chest, and then slapped him in the ass.

"As you wish!" The secretary didn't shake his head, but shook his tight buttocks wrapped in trousers, and threw a wink, and then turned around and left.

If it weren't for the people who came, it would be too important for Fisher, she would not have been able to leave!

"Hello, Mr. Fisher." Alan was polite in a suit and leather shoes, and handed over the hot stamping business card with both hands.

"Hello, nice to meet you." Fisher responded politely.

The handwriting on the business card is legible: General Manager of LLL Company.

LLL Corporation...... I beg your pardon, I don't know anything about your company. Fisher was skeptical.

Fisher is always on high alert by many salesmen, including some professional scammers, who come to Fisher every day. Fisher really didn't know anything about the "LLL" company, and he had never heard the name of this company before that.

But Fisher is not going to be suspicious right now, the objective world is in the middle of a world war, stimulated by war, every day something new appears, and every day new companies appear, maybe these companies will become behemoths in the future, just like Fisher's Comoz shipping company.

"Yes, we're a new company with multiple businesses, and I think there's what you need." Alan has a good time.

"Why not." Fisher is interested.

Any business will generate profit growth, either positive or negative, and Fisher is not willing to let go of any opportunity.

"I noticed that last month you lost three freighters under your name, and I think, you need a guarantee, from the Panama Canal to Marseille." Alan smiled.

Alan is the general manager of the "LLL" company, which is Qin Zhiyuan's industry, so Allen has to find new ways to make money as much as possible so that his assets can grow. Allen was given a new contract after Christmas, which stipulated that Allen owned three percent of the shares of "LLL", which, while not transferable, would give Allen a bonus from the increase in the value of the shares.

Alan is very motivated, and he now has more than 50 subordinates, all of whom are shrewd and capable business people. Now Allen's men are doing the same thing as Allen, busily shuttling between England, France, and even around the Mediterranean, and even the world.

The "LLL" company is Qin Zhiyuan's first tentacle to reach out to the world.

(To be continued.) )