As the vehicle passed by a relief site, Lynch saw for the first time a long line of people waiting to be helped.

There are a total of 12 relief points in the city of Sabin, and these places are used to collect food rolls and supply rolls, which can be exchanged for food and some necessities of life, such as salt, a small amount of sugar, or some basic medicines or even clothes.

After all, autumn has already arrived, and winter is not far away!

At the head of the line were several staff members of the Social Services Bureau, in addition to several armed police officers armed with standard assault rifles.

During this time, there had been more than one robbery against the relief points, and food and supply rolls had become the new hard currency at the bottom of society, replacing a part of the money market and still very strong.

In any antique shop, or in the alley on the side of the road, you can find people who buy and sell food rolls and supply rolls, and they have a good grasp of the balance between them, so that no one can buy or sell them without feeling out of place.

Lynch looked curiously, and the good teachers in the bones of Joe Greenman, who were "elders", began to gain the upper hand again, "Have you ever seen that kind of food?"

Lynch shook his head back, "Should I have seen it?"

Joe Gleeman couldn't help but laugh, "It's definitely not a good experience, I ate it about twenty or thirty years ago, and their recipe hasn't changed until now." ”

"Corn, potatoes, some vegetables, some meat meal and bone meal, combined and dried, were very hard like stones. "If you want to eat it, either scrape it into powder little by little with a knife, and swallow it in small sips, or smash it and throw a part of it into a pot and boil it with water." ”

"You'll end up with a pot of soup that smells like Shet's and smells like it!"

Lynch listened intently, and then expressed his opinion, "It doesn't sound like a good experience. ”

Joe Griman nodded with palpitations in his recollection, "But you have to eat it!", he paused, "Actually, many people say that the current situation is very bad, but I think it is not enough, at least it is much better than before." ”

"We have survived more difficult times in the past than now, and there is no reason to lose on such a small difficulty. ”

The contrast between the luxury cars that stand out in the traffic is stark to the poor people lining up on the side of the road to receive relief goods, and the numb eyes of the people stop on the luxury cars for less than a second before they take them back, and they no longer care about them.

Soon, the two of them came to a private business place, which basically adopts a referral system, and only someone who recommends and becomes a member can get the opportunity to enter here.

The strict confidentiality system makes it the first choice for many people to meet, whether it involves some legal issues or not.

After entering the agreed room, Hart greeted him interactively, and in less than a month, Hart was much more haggard than when they met before, and his gray hair was more.

After a brief greeting, the three of them sat down on the sofa.

Hart looked at the wine in the glass on the table for a moment, and then apologized for his wandering, "Recently, my mental state has been very bad, and the doctor prescribed me some drugs to help me sleep, otherwise I can only get myself drunk!"

As he spoke, he showed off the small pill bottle he was carrying, and Lynch and Joe Gleeman duly expressed concern for his health.

Hart smiled wryly and shook his head, "Okay, let's not discuss these things, Mr. Lynch, I thought about it seriously when I got back, maybe you're right." ”

His words seemed very surprising, but Lynch was unmoved, "There is no right or wrong in doing business, it's just that now you have taken a step back before me." ”

His sharp language made it impossible for Hart to say anything else, and finally he could only turn into a sigh, "Then according to what we said last time?", Lynch nodded in agreement, and he took the floor plan of the lakeside villa area out of his bag.

The houses that have been sold on these floor plans are replaced by blue, and the remaining white ones are those that have not yet been sold.

It can be seen that if it weren't for the impact of the current crisis, he wouldn't need to be like this at all.

The prices of the properties that remain in the hands will become more and more expensive, and these vacant properties are not not not generating profits, but are always generating profits.

The daily and long-term rentals during the holidays are very satisfying for him, his company, and the investors.

According to the previous development momentum, in another three or five years, seven or eight years, each of these houses will become sky-high, and when the time comes, it will be dozens of times the profit.

It's a pity that he was planted after all, and he was poked into it by the horns of the times, and he was far away.

Not only is it bleeding, but it is also unsightly, and perhaps it has never been embarrassing.

Lynch sketched on the floor plan, he had already seen the situation on the ground when he went before, and had a comprehensive understanding, watching Lynch's sketch Hart's expression constantly changing, his heart was dripping blood.

When Lynch sketched it out, he took a cursory glance and found that he had lost at least two million or more based on the prices of these houses before they were not dropped.

With the help of the private venue operator, they quickly finalized a standard contract, which is one of the reasons why there is a hefty membership fee to enter the place.

Every day, there are at least two lawyers on call, who are well versed in the laws of the state and can prepare most legal documents at any time, including some commercial transactions.

Looking at the contract, Hart sighed deeply, "You won!", saying that he signed his name, as if something had been pulled out of his body at this moment.

Lynch also signed, and the deal was closed.

After the land in his hand was exchanged, Lynch had a little smile on his face, although the land was not turned into cash, but the value of these houses knocked out from Hart's hands was far greater than the value of cash.

At least cash appreciates slowly, but a house appreciates quickly, especially in a beautiful area.

After signing the contract, Hart didn't stop long, didn't even eat dinner and left in a hurry, in his words, he must now let those investors and shareholders know that he didn't do nothing, he was already on his way.

"He's a good guy!", Joe Gleeman sighed a little after seeing Harry leave.

Over the course of the two of them, Hart was one of the few honest businessmen.

Lynch just smiled and didn't extend on the topic.

Everything proceeded in an orderly and slow manner, and after a few days, the tall and thin man finally couldn't bear the pressure and finally agreed to Lynch's request to invest in the interstellar trading company with a minimum cash ratio of no less than thirty-three percent.

But they also changed their original plan and no longer required a majority stake, opting instead to invest 10 percent of the shares in the name of a collective, as the merchants of Curiland did, but at the same time they signed a supplementary agreement to ensure that they had the right of first refusal in subsequent financing.

More and more cities have appeared interstellar trading companies and second-hand goods auctions, which has also made more and more people pay attention to Lynch and this company, and he seems to have gradually stepped onto a broader stage.

On the morning of the first trading day of the first week of October, a young man in his thirties, dressed in formal attire from a mainstream high-end brand, walked into the main business hall of the Boupen Eko Exchange with a suitcase.

People like this can be seen everywhere in Boupayne every day, and on the streets, at least seven out of ten men are dressed like this, and they are the most important cornerstone of Boupayne, various financial brokers.

But there was not much to see on the broker's face, and he was in great trouble, when one of his agents broke into his home yesterday and held his wife and daughter hostage, and the agent's request was to make him cash in the foreign bonds he had persuaded him to buy as soon as possible.

Capital has never been benevolent, and the Transaction has been alerted more than once about the heightened risks of foreign bonds, but these warnings are often less visible.

It's like a report saying that aliens are invading the planet and the world is going to end, and by the way, the sewers of a certain street are blocked.

People will only focus on the previous ones, and some of the other risk warnings are more noteworthy than the increased risk of bond exchange.

It was also at this time that some institutions began to privately entrust brokers to resell these hard-to-cash bonds, with banks being the majority.

According to the promises of the issuing country, each dollar of denomination of bonds will eventually be able to cash in at a cash of 75 cents, and some bonds will even be at a premium of one to two.

It stands to reason that this kind of bond will only be in short supply, and it is impossible to have a surplus share in the market, but the strange thing is that the trading of this type of bond in the securities exchange market has become frequent.

With the state as the issuing agency as a guarantee, this is already very reliable for ordinary people.

They know that some people can't believe what they talk like they fart, especially those capitalists, even the banks, but have never heard that the state can deceive people, and it deceives so many people.

In the relatively closed news, the bottom blind investors, persuaded by brokers, began to be interested in this type of bonds, and the trading volume of bonds increased instantly, and at the same time, the price began to rise unexpectedly.

Until the market closed last weekend night, the situation took a turn for the worse!