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

He used to do that kind of stable business without competition for so long that he forgot what competition was really like.

But it was Lynch's uncomfortable speech that made Simon's heart relax for the most part.

Maybe the truth can't be exactly as fair as Lynch says, but even if there are some differences, he doesn't think it's a big deal.

Over the years, he has accumulated too many contacts in the local area, and it can be said that the sales channel of Nagalil during the monopoly period of the Preton Comptoir was firmly controlled by Mr. Simon and others.

Only they have goods to sell, and people who want to buy something better, they have to come to him, and he has a perfect sales channel.

Even if the competition is fiercer in the future, as long as he can keep the price within the acceptable range, people are less likely to abandon him.

It's an obvious thing, people are always thinking about the old, and before they show a clear gap, people may try something new, but they end up choosing the old thing.

"One more thing, Mr. Lynch......" said Mr. Simon's face with a smile on his face, "if I want to take a stake in Nagalil United Development Company......

There was a kind of humility in her slightly negotiating tone, and the woman kneeling on the ground glanced quietly at her husband, and quickly lowered her head.

It was the first time she had seen Simon display such a humble attitude in front of anyone but Mr. Preton, which might not have been noticed by the average person, but she could feel it.

An arrogant man, even in the face of the provincial governor, would not be so humble, but at this moment, he let go of his arrogance.

This also made the woman a little frightened, she didn't quite understand the current situation in Nagalil, she only knew that something seemed to have begun to change.

Lynch shook his head, "This can't work, it's not that I won't let you take shares, you know, the company is full of big guys, and I only occupy three percent of the shares......"

He pressed the cigarette butt directly, and the woman's reaction was very fast, and she immediately held the ashtray to meet the cigarette butt, she was used to serving others like this.

Lynch didn't say thank you, he had heard Asr say that when he said thank you to his brother's wife, the whole family thought that his brother's wife was seducing him, and even caused them to spend the night.

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

He leaned back, leaned back on the back of the wicker chair, and gently pressed one hand on the arm of the wicker chair.

The originally soft rattan has been processed to become hard and tough.

They applied a layer of varnish to the surface of these rattans, so that it was protected from the natural environment, and it was comfortable to touch with the hand and did not prickly at all.

"I know what you're worried about, you don't need to think about it at all, please forgive me for my unintentional offense, even if the company allows you to take a stake, you won't be able to come up with much money. ”

Lynch said with a smile, "Every hundredth of the shares is ten million federal sols!"

Mr. Simon gasped, he had saved three or four million profits over the years, some of which had been sent back to China, and the rest was a lot.

That's why he'd say that if he lost his current business, he would be cornered, and once Lynch and the Federation merchants started cleaning up the original foreign merchants here, just banning people from buying their property would be enough for them to have a headache for a long time.

His expression at this time ...... Somewhat grotesque, his muscles twitched a few times, and his eyelids jumped a few times, maybe the big number that Lynch said scared him.

One percent is 10 million, and 100 percent is a billion federal sols!

It's just that the blow isn't over yet, and Lynch doesn't mind continuing to say something that scares him, "Those were just the prices we had when we raised money, and now the prices have gone up a lot, like I just said!"

"It's not that we don't welcome you to join the joint development company, it's purely because we really started a little high. He smiled as he spoke, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else." ”

This sentence sounded like Lynch looked down on Mr. Simon, so he apologized for it.

"No, it's okay, you don't need to apologize, Mr. Lynch, I can see what you mean......", Mr. Simon waved his hand repeatedly, "You're right, even if I tried my best, I can't afford to buy even one percent, or even one percent of the shares." ”

Mr. Simon had almost figured it out by this time, and he had roughly understood it after so many years of monopoly business here.

In fact, the market value of Nagalil United Development Company is about equal to the income of their company in Nagalil in the short and medium term.

The monopoly group, which was not very strict before, was enough to make Mr. Simon a hundred thousand and hundreds of thousands a year, but what about the whole of Nagalil?

Tens of millions of dollars a year in profits from one country will only make the stock price of the joint development company higher and higher, eventually breaking through the sky.

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 some emotion, some loss, and some dazedness.

Lynch is young, and even though he looks old-fashioned, he still gives people a very youthful feeling.

It was such a young man who had been able to spend 30 million to buy shares in the United Development Company(1), while he, as he was called, "Mr. Simon", was still worried about that inconspicuous amount of money.

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

Then he asked about some other things that he was very concerned about, such as picking up the goods.

In the past, the goods of these foreign merchants were obtained through the Preton Comptoir, and the comptoirs shipped directly to them according to their quotas, and they sold whatever they sent.

Because it is an exclusive monopoly business, they do not need to worry about not being able to sell their goods, and the provincial governor is also one of his customers.

Now, he can take the goods directly from the joint development company's dealership, and he can take whatever he wants, and no one even gives him too many restrictions, including price restrictions.

Everything seemed to be changing in a good way that Mr. Simon had not considered, and the conversation made him feel a sense of ease.

After chatting with some local anecdotes, Mr. Simon took the initiative to invite Lynch to his home and left with his wife and children.

Standing in the yard looking at the cars in the distance, Lynch shook his head and withdrew his gaze.

These merchants could not let them all go, they colluded with the Preton Comptoir, and relied on monopolistic methods to crawl on the people of Nagalil and suck the blood.

If it was just bloodsucking, they still made a mess of the market, and if anyone could dig through some of the records, or let some old people recall, the business atmosphere in Nagalil was not as bad as it is now before the establishment of the Preton Comptoir.

The limited but free trade market allowed the trade of the whole country to flourish, and people exchanged more things that they could not use for money, or what they needed.

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

If it hadn't been for the intervention of the Pretton Comptoir, the situation would have been much better.

But monopolies and power-for-money transactions have ruined these, the market has been shrinking, and the circulation of money has begun to be restricted, and these people are the main culprits.

They are full of blood, and if they want to leave, it will not be so easy.

Lynch even figured out that if Mr. Simon wanted to leave safely, without encountering the storms and waves on the sea, the remnants of pirates, or the crew of the wealthy crew, then he had better spit out what he had eaten.

Of course, it would not be of much use to throw such a large sum of money into the entire region at once, so Lynch would reluctantly set up a foundation to keep these ill-gotten gains on behalf of the people of Nagalil.

I'm so fucking noble!

By the time he turned around, the sergeant had already walked over.

"Boss, it's already arranged!"

Lynch nodded, "Eat first, and we'll leave after eating." ”

No words at lunch.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, three high-chassis sedans - this thing actually looks more like a caravan, off-road vehicle or Bigfoot sedan.

Its chassis is much higher off the ground than a normal sedan, and the shock absorption is more exaggerated, which is also only available in the local area.

The city centre is all rough dirt roads, which are better on a sunny day, but if it's rainy, there's a good chance that there will be a huge crater beneath a seemingly shallow water skin.

Coupled with the fact that the rain had slackened the mud, the road surface was not in good condition, and almost all the cars that came to Nagalil needed to be modified to operate properly.

In addition to several sedans, there was also a small truck that was loaded with things.

When the convoy appeared, it attracted the curious eyes of some locals, and some of them followed with nothing to do.

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

As the convoy entered a local orphanage, the mood of those who spontaneously seemed to have changed.

There are orphanages in Nagalil, but there are no nursing homes, which used to exist, but as more and more families sent their elderly to nursing homes for nothing, the nursing homes gradually closed.

But that didn't stop families from sending them away, and instead of sending them to nursing homes, they drove them out into the streets.

But there is an orphanage in Nagalil, and children are hope, and people know that even if they are backward here.

Every year, the government allocates some financial funds to orphanages in various places, but the amount of money allocated is not particularly large, and it can only barely make ends meet.

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

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