"Are you saying I'm going to have some problems buying the mines?", Dühring quickly realized what Mr. Federley meant, but Mr. Federley didn't put it bluntly, and at the same time it was the second time he had heard someone tell him that the outside stuff wouldn't work in the West, as if the West was indeed self-contained, and behaved very differently from the rest of the world.

Mr. Federley nodded, "It's certainly best that you can understand for yourself that this is certainly the best thing to do, and it's more valuable than what I told you." The biggest problem in the west is that it is sparsely populated, but it has a lot of area. More than 3,400 homicide deaths were reported to the police in the west last year, and that number will increase exponentially with those who have not reported the crime and whose bodies have not been found. In other words, more than a dozen people die here every day, and even every hour. ”

"Your status, status, and prestige elsewhere are of no use here, and unless you can let people know that you are not easy to mess with and are afraid of you, you may not be able to succeed in what you do!"

Just as Mr. Federly said, the biggest problem in the west is that the land is vast and sparsely populated, the ecological environment here is relatively harsh, and various cities have been actively promoting the expansion of agriculture and animal husbandry, and the only thing that can be done in the recent period may be the increase in tobacco fields. Tobacco is also considered a crop, and the sales of finished cigarettes in the empire are rising, and many tobacco companies have taken a lot of land in the west to meet this rapid and continuous growth, hired locals to grow tobacco leaves, and the government will give appropriate tax rebates as incentives.

Problems such as the degree of greenery and the harsh climate have constrained the enthusiasm of people from other places to invest here, and in addition to the chaotic and dangerous public security problems, the attraction of investment in the western region has entered a vicious circle.

Investors have seen the corrupt security environment and ecological environment, and have hesitated or even changed their minds about investing here. Without the money in the pockets of these investors as the necessary funds for urban development, the cities will not develop, and the cities will lack sufficient jobs, and there will be no opportunities for jobs, and a large number of unemployed people will begin to have an extremely bad impact on public order under the pressure of life, and become those lawless "gold diggers", and the entire western region will be a quagmire, which not everyone can manage well.

It has been more than 20 years since the New Party came to power, and in the past 20 years, there have been at least 14 governors in the three western states, but there is no big difference between the western region today and the western region more than 20 years ago.

Durin nodded understandingly, he looked left and right, "I want to make a call......

Mr. Federley immediately pointed to the other door, "The telephone is in my study, you can go and use it." ”

After Dulin thanked him, he approached Mr. Federley's study, and unlike most people's study, there were no books that could barely fit in Mr. Federly's study, and all the bookcases were displayed with exquisite raw mines, including gold, silver, gems, and crystals, as if entering a place full of riches.

His attention was quickly drawn away from the ores, and he dialed the telephone of the temporarily rented stronghold in the city, and the young man on the line told Durin that they had not returned yet, but Mr. Andorra called and told him to call him if Durin returned.

After a few words, Dürin hung up the phone, and then dialed Andorra's number, and after two short busy tones, the receiver was raised.

"This is Andorra's mining ......"

"I'm Doolin, help me transfer Mr. Andorra himself, thank you!"

After waiting for a while, I suddenly remembered a sound of footsteps in the earpiece, followed by a hearty laugh from far and near in the earpiece, "I'm Andorra, and Mr. Doolin seems to be busy?"

Durin was stunned for a moment, he turned around with a frown, walked to the window and looked at the hole not far away where minecarts were constantly pulling ore out, it was as black as a monster's mouth, "Hello, Mr. Andorra, I take the liberty of asking, has our agreement been signed?"

After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Andorra replied: "Probably my answer will disappoint you very much, because our agreement is signed only by me, and not by yours. ”

"Why?"

Andorra laughed, "Some details still need to be discussed, your ......", someone next to him whispered something, Andorra continued: "That Ellis can't call the shots, he hasn't signed for the time being." My personal opinion is that you can come in person, and we can discuss and decide in person, and then solve it all at once, what do you think?"

"No problem, I'm in a hurry outside right now, and I'll be back to you at noon the day after tomorrow at the latest. After saying this, Durin hung up the phone, as if he had forgotten that the purpose of his call was to ask where the people had gone from Ellis.

But will he forget?

Of course not, he knew very well that the moment Andorra invited him to meet in person, it meant that it was very likely that these people in Ellis would fall into Andorra's hands, what bullshit details needed to be discussed, Dulin could fully imagine that this Andorra didn't want to sell the mine at all, and all the performances he showed were an illusion. What he really wanted to do was to let Durin go over in person.

What would happen if Durin himself went over? He was kidnapped, extorted a ransom that would satisfy Andorra, and then disappeared into the Gobi.

Mr. Federley's words were fulfilled at once, which made Durin a little frantic and a little complaining about Mr. Jack. If you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't do it, you can't do it, and Mr. Jack also needs to bear part of the responsibility for making it like this. Of course, this is not the right thing to talk about at this time, and when he has cleaned up Andorra, he will talk to Mr. Jack.

Durin delayed for a while before leaving the study, and Mr. Federley, who was smoking, heard footsteps and sat on the sofa and looked back, and his keen observation immediately sensed that Durin was a little emotional, "What's wrong?

Durin rubbed his cheeks and sat back down, he picked up a box of cigarettes on the table and smoked it, then nodded heavily, "My people are stuck in a mine called Andorra Mining, and they are trying to trick me. ”

"Andorra?", Mr. Federly was a little strange, he knew Andorra, and the owners of the mines in the west probably knew each other, if not without speaking, because of the existence of the Western Mining Association. Twice a year, the West Mining Association holds a drinking party, and most of the mine owners will be present and meet without talking. Andorra, as far as Mr. Federly knows, is relatively low-key, and there is no negative information other than rumors of his torture of slaves.

But soon Monsieur Federley glanced at Doolin, and if Andorra had done this, then the problem was actually with Doolin - he was too rich!

Mr. Federley, who was in the west, had read reports about Durin in several newspapers in the west, and with the rapid spread of the telephone, it was not very difficult to investigate the information of a well-known person. Dulin's previous industries are not counted, and the profit of Otis City alone is enough to shock, you must know that someone has disclosed that 55% of the current land in Otis City is owned by Durin personally.

What is this concept?

He simply relied on the fees for the sale and rental of these lands, which was enough to earn a huge monthly dividend, and he will continue to receive them.

When such a rich person comes to the west, it is like a golden gold ingot appearing in a thief's den, and no matter whether he has the strength or not, he will consider whether he can grab the gold ingot in his hand by himself. The only difference now is that some are still thinking about it, but Andorra has already done it.

There were few soft-hearted people who dared to open mines in the west, including Mr. Federly, who had a little bit of a heart, but quickly dispelled it. Because his family lived in the South, he was in his fifties and might not be able to have another child, so he gave up on the idea.

He came back to his senses and looked at Durin, "What are you going to do, do you need my help?"

"No, thank you, it's just a small thing, what makes me feel a little troublesome is that my plan for the west may have to be redone, this is the most nerve-wracking!", Du Lin's idea at the beginning was simple and rude, using money to pry the entire western region, not that he was overconfident, but that he had such strength. Compared with other regions with more developed economies and higher population densities, one or two million per month may not even be able to see a splash in those places, but in the west, it is definitely not weaker than a thunderstorm!

A large area of land, a rare population, a difficult economic model, and a strong and simple folk customs, with the cooperation of large sums of money, can definitely make these elements mix together and undergo qualitative changes.

This is Durin's original idea, and now he understands that money is important, but not the most important thing, the most important thing is the fist! Without the fist that makes everyone fear, they may not be so obedient, and a bad boy can only become a good child after a father's education, this is the truth!

Durin replied very resolutely, and Federley didn't say much, he nodded noncommittally, "If you need me, be sure to talk to me." I don't want to say anything else here, one or two hundred people can still pull it out. ”

Federley said so, and Durin really wouldn't be a man if he didn't say it, "I am very grateful for your kindness and help to me, and if I need it, I will definitely inform you!"