"Father, is it going well?"

As soon as he returned home, Simon was greeted by the inquiry of his second son, Mr. Simon had two sons, one of whom he had and his legal wife in his own country, and who was also his eldest son.

In this era, people always refer to some merchants who like to go abroad as "adventurous speculators", and even some merchants claim to be "the offspring of adventurers", but in fact, only they know.

Except for a few people who want to take their careers to a higher level, most of the businessmen who are "wandering" outside are not going out with the intention of going out.

The world is not safe enough, the transportation is not convenient, this is not the era when you can reach most corners of the world in a day or two, it is still quite backward.

If it is not necessary, no one wants to take a huge risk to leave an environment that they are extremely familiar with and go to an environment full of unfamiliarity to fight for their lives.

But they can't help but do that, because they're all losers, including Mr. Simon.

He is also such a loser, he used to run a processing factory, but because of poor management, he closed down, and after going bankrupt, he took the little money left of his family to go outside.

It was because of the dangers that his wife and children remained in the country, leaving him alone.

Until now, he has been out there for more than 20 years, traveled many countries, and finally got a chance in Nagalil.

In order to better integrate into the local society, he married a local woman as his wife, and was lucky to have a son, forming a local family made him well accepted by the local people, and also provided some help for his career.

His former wife and children also knew about these things, and although they sometimes complained, most of the time they remained indifferent.

The length of time they had been apart was a problem, and secondly, they lived entirely on Mr. Simon's monthly remittances, and even if they felt that Mr. Simon had gone too far, they would not say it.

His wife and children in Nagalil also knew that he had another wife, and they didn't have any opinions, and the local culture was like this, and it was normal for capable men to want to take care of more girls and have more excellent offspring.

Everyone knows each other, and apart from a few contacts, there is basically no contact with each other.

Mr. Simon glanced at his son, who was standing by the door to greet him, his face did not improve significantly, he handed the briefcase to his second son, did not answer anything, changed his shoes and walked directly into the study.

The second son followed, and only after entering the study did Mr. Simon shake his head, "You don't need to know these things, how are you doing?"

His second son's cheeks moved, smiling and lowering his head slightly, "My teacher told me that I should be able to attend Nagalil State University!", his tone was tinged with some pride.

Nagalil National University is the number one university in Nagalil and is home to many of the country's ruling class children, many of whom have teachers from abroad in order to receive the best education for these children.

The locals, including the ruling class, are wary of foreign affairs and envious of foreign things, which is very contradictory, especially on the issue of education.

Teachers from abroad will definitely be better than teachers from home...... Well, it does make a lot of sense, so it also gives the national university a high place in people's minds.

Mr. Simon's second son is good at school, very hard-working, and his family is very wealthy, and the teachers will treat him more patiently than others, and sometimes they will give them small stoves, and his studies are much better than other students.

Over the years, he has always wanted to prove to Mr. Simon that he is good through something because of his father's expectations of his studies, and he has been working hard to study hard.

Because his father spoke in a bad tone when talking about the fat people, even though he was fat himself, he maintained a healthy body.

He doesn't fall in love, doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, and even religion has little influence on him, he just wants to prove that he is his father's best child, and that's it.

But unfortunately, sometimes some people have a hard time changing anything, even if they have worked hard, because hard work cannot overcome prejudice.

Mr. Simon frowned, "The National University is just a third-rate school in my eyes, if you can be so happy with a third-rate university, your future will be limited to this!"

He paused as he spoke, and said impatiently, "Okay, go do your business, I'm going to work!"

His second son, Qiang, smiled and placed his briefcase on the table, then bent down and bowed goodbye before leaving the room.

In fact, Simon's efforts have always been seen by Simon, but this is a "mongrel", so it seems that he also has some attack on himself, but it also accurately illustrates some problems, he is a half-blood, a mongrel.

No matter how hard the second son tried, it could not change the fact that his birth and existence was a manifestation of Mr. Simon's desire to cater to the local forces of Nagalil, a kind of sincerity.

He is not a product of nature, he is not the crystallization of love, but a tool, so no matter how hard he tries, he cannot change these things, and from the beginning Mr. Simon did not really think of him as his own son.

His skin was a little darker than Mr. Simon's, his eldest son, and his facial features were not quite the same, his body when he spoke, his ......

When a person denies another person from the root, even a small thing can be put on a big scale and be disgusted.

The door closed slowly, the bent second son clenched his fists, and the moment he looked up, some negative emotions on his face instantly turned into a smile, he would continue to work hard, he believed that one day, this father would face him.

Inside the door, Mr. Simon didn't know what kind of changes in his second son's heart, he didn't care about this, he cared about Lynch's attitude.

Lynch's attitude gave him a bit of a headache, and to be honest, once Lynch and the governor reached an agreement, it meant that not only did he not have a business to do, but he also might have some trouble.

International merchants are not as foolish as the natives of Nagalil, who have not seen much of the world, and the terms of the contract are loose.

In some international trades, the time of delivery is often accurate to the minute, beyond a minute can be claimed according to the contract, Lynch cut off the source of his goods, he lost a profit, not to mention the claim.

He can't sit still.

He picked up the phone and dialed Mr. Preton's number, and Nagalil had a communications network that was beginning to take shape, but there were no cross-border lines.

The phone was quickly connected, and Mr. Pretton's magnetic voice soon rang in the earpiece, and he asked a question that Mr. Simon's second son had just asked, "Did the communication with Lynch go well?"

In Mr. Preton's opinion, there is actually nothing that goes well or not, and Lynch does not have much to go, so his tone is relaxed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Preton, Mr. Lynch said he was going to think about ......," Mr. Simon wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, narrowed his eyes slightly, and added a rather subjective remark, "He seems to be very indifferent to our proposals. ”

"Don't care?", Mr. Preton's tone changed slightly, and just when Mr. Simon thought it was a good thing, he was finally disappointed.

Mr. Preton actually laughed at this time, and laughed out loud, "This is an interesting young man, you know what, he is only twenty-one years old, you can't communicate with him in the way we communicate, we are not on the same 'frequency'." ”

"But don't worry, Simon, young people don't want to play by the rules, they like to challenge authority, that's their character, and after he hits the wall a few times, he knows what to choose. ”

"Feel free to contact me if there is any new development......"

Mr. Preton is a busy man, and he does not have time to spend half a day with the agent of some commodities in the province, and he has a lot of work to do.

Looking at the phone that had no sound in his hand, Mr. Simon was stunned for a moment before putting it back on the telephone stand, perhaps Mr. Preton was right, and the matter would be settled after all.

Sitting behind his desk, Mr. Simon's mind was a little confused, and he thought of the envy and jealousy in the eyes of some friends who sometimes talked to them when they returned home.

Thinking of the indifferent affection between his eldest son and him, it seemed that only the child who looked like him when he saw the check would smile a little.

He thought of his personal detective telling him that his wife at home seemed to have a lover, and he chose to ignore it.

He thought of his young wife and the second son who was not like him and made him feel impatient from time to time.

In a daze, he didn't even realize that he was asleep......

Every day from the day after Lynch's return, some local merchants came to Lynch with their wares to show Lynch their stuff.

The words of Mishehaye and Lynch not only alarmed a business magnate like Mr. Pretton, but also gave local businessmen a glimmer of "light".

Each year, the Preton Comptoir would set a standard purchase price, and at a low price that local merchants could barely afford, they would eat large quantities of goods from them, and then sell them around the world at a high price.

Even if the local merchants knew that they were buying low and selling high, there was nothing they could do, whether it was the Preton Comptoir or other big merchants, they were all tacitly abiding by this pricing rule, which would make them more profitable.

But this also made the local merchants even more uncomfortable, they could only watch these people sell their things for several times or dozens of times the price, but they were helpless.

Now, they seem to see a new hope!