0445 The Light of Justice
Deceive oneself as well as others.
The word came to Lynch's mind when he saw Mr. Simon's outfit, and it seemed that yesterday there was a Nagalil al-Shabaab, whose slogan seemed to be the expulsion of foreigners.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, this slogan is very subtle, and it is not as simple as simply expelling "foreigners".
The Preton Comptoir, or the foreigners who had settled in Nagalil, had in fact become a new, alien ruling group in the Nagalil ruling class.
They controlled the import and export trade of Nagalil by holding the right to trade and controlling the sea, and at the same time they gained the approval of the ruling class, and after deepening the fornication of power and wealth, they became a new member of the upper class.
These people are no longer simple foreigners, they represent a kind of privilege, or power, born of wealth.
Can you get back what you have lost by driving out foreigners?
No, because whether or not there are these foreigners, regardless of the relationship between Preton and the pirates, it is impossible for this part of the power to fall into the hands of ordinary people, regardless of the relationship between Preton and the pirates.
Because the people who distribute power and wealth have not changed, the people who hold power in the ruling class have not changed, and what they have taken from foreigners will be distributed to others in the blink of an eye.
So it's not just the things in the hands of the merchants that they're going to take back, at least not yet.
This is just an awakening, and even in a way, a kind of foreshadowing for a stronger awakening, a rebellion against the ruling class.
Of course, regardless of the purpose of this slogan, whether it is so far-reaching or not, in fact, it reflects a problem.
That is, foreigners are always foreigners, and they do not think that these people are their own people, not foreigners, because they marry local women, have mixed offspring, wear local clothes, and fulfill the customs of local people.
In the event of social unrest, these foreigners who have infiltrated the crowd will be immediately uncovered, and they will usually not end well.
"It's my wife, and my children'......," he says, introducing Lynch's family, who seems to love his family.
He put his arm tightly around his wife's shoulder, if there was no look of surprise, caution, confusion in his wife's eyes......
His other hand was holding his child's hand tightly, if there was not some kind of dazedness and surprise in his child's eyes, or something else......
Maybe Lynch really believed it.
The happiness of a happy person is not manifested, it is a kind of happiness from the inside out, happiness from the inside out.
There were no two people in front of him.
Lynch didn't pay much attention to these things, he didn't want to know if the relationship between other couples was harmonious, and after a simple hello, Mr. Simon let go of his hand.
He looked down at his son beside him, every muscle on his face, every expression showed a state called "smile", but this smile was indifferent, "I'm going to talk to Mr. Lynch about things that adults know, you can go around, the governor's house is not so easy to come by." ”
The undeniable look in his eyes made the joy that the young man had been full of a few seconds gradually cool, and without any change, he lowered his head and expressed his submission.
After saying goodbye to Lynch, as well as his parents, the young man left the room.
Mr. Simon's wife, on the other hand, knelt on the side of the coffee table and began to do what she could.
This is Nagalil, the social status of women is very low, even if a woman is born into a noble family, it is difficult to change her status in the family.
Maybe her family background allows her to have a higher status than most women, but that's it, the family is the husband's world, and the man dominates everything!
After Mr. Simon sat down for a moment, he deliberated and began the conversation, "Mr. Lynch, I didn't expect so many things to happen not long ago when we last met. ”
This was his true feeling, the last time he had a conversation with Lynch, he brought an invitation from the Preton Comptoir, and he didn't even want Lynch to be a partner.
The reason is simple, the annual output and market of each region are limited, and one more person will have to divide a little less money for each person, and Lynch is still here, and he will take more wealth from Mr. Simon's pocket than he does from other places.
These riches originally belonged to Mr. Simon, and he would certainly not be happy if there was one more person who wanted to share his gains.
Lynch was still a little gloating when he rejected his invitation, and when he talked to Preton about it, he added some subjective emotional overtones to convey Lynch's words.
Now, with Mr. Preton sitting here, Mr. Preton gone, and the Preton Comptoir a thing of the past, isn't that enough to make people sigh?
Such a huge force, there are still pirate groups on the open sea, and if you say no, it will be gone.
Lynch just nodded and didn't answer.
Lynch didn't speak, didn't say anything, and Mr. Simon became more and more restless, "The Federation can develop Nagalil on a larger scale this time, which is a great thing for the locals and for us, Mr. Lynch, I have actually been advocating that more people integrate into our foreign merchant group." ”
"But you know, Preton...... He controls a large number of pirate forces, and this man is very tough......"
He began to find some excuses to draw a line between his present self and his past self, and looking at his reluctant explanation, uneasy face, Lynch raised his hand slightly, preventing him from continuing.
"That's all in the past, Mr. Simon, you can't live forever in the glory of the past, that just keeps people from going any further. ”
"People, you should look forward and tell me what you are here for, I believe that you are not here to catch up with me. ”
Mr. Simon was silent for a moment, and then said with a self-deprecating smile, "Well, you've seen through it, Mr. Lynch." ”
He smiled at this time without embarrassment or hypocrisy, "We can all see that the Federation has formed some kind of control over Nagalil, and the scale of the joint development company is unprecedented, you know, like me, we people, the main business is in Nagalil." ”
"You see, I'm old, I'm fifty, I'm not as brave as I used to be, I can go to sea alone with my luggage to look for opportunities, I don't dare to do that, I can't do it. ”
"I hope to keep my business, Mr. Lynch, if I lose my business in Nagalil, I ...... I really don't know how to say it, I might lose everything, I have nothing!"
He was speaking very sincerely, and this was what he, and most of the foreign businessmen in Nagalil, felt most genuinely at this time.
They can't resist a big trend, they are confused, overwhelmed, and reluctant to do their business and profits.
Lynch listened with a slight bow, he had just taken out his cigarette case, and the lady who was kneeling on the other side of the coffee table, Mr. Simon's wife, just propped her hands on the ground like some animal, crawled over with her hands and knees, picked up the matches on the coffee table, straightened up, and lit a cigarette for Lynch.
Looking at the woman with a hint of flattery, and the pain hidden behind this expression, Lynch quickly withdrew his gaze, another poor woman, but there are too many poor people in this world.
"I can understand your concerns, but rest assured, Mr. Simon, that you can tell the other gentlemen that I and we are not Preton people, nor are we Preton Comptoirs, nor are we Preton Comptoirs. ”
"We respect the efforts and achievements of every businessman, we do not get rich by plunder, and the spirit of freedom and justice has always been encouraged by the Federation. ”
"As long as it complies with local laws, international conventions, and does not involve illegal business, we will not care. ”
"In the past, what business you did here, in the future, you will still do it. ”
Mr. Simon didn't smile much when he heard this, he knew that things couldn't have gone so smoothly, or so beautifully.
Lynch's next words also confirmed his point.
"But ......", Lynch raised his hand to flick the ash, and the woman was already holding the ashtray in Lynch's hand, and he didn't even need to use his hands, just flick the cigarette holder.
Lynch's gaze lingered on her eyes for another second, and then continued to look at Mr. Simon, "But I also want you to understand that market freedom means that there is bidding and competition, and we will not interfere in your business, but there will be merchants competing with you." ”
"The federation has a very bad attitude towards monopolies, both at home and abroad. ”
"If you can fight your way out of the crowd and prove that you're the right person here, then we'd like to congratulate you. ”
"But if you can't do it and lose the competition with other merchants, I hope you can understand. ”
"You didn't lose to me, you lost to the Federation or the United Development Corporation, you just lost to yourself. ”
Lynch seemed to have gotten used to the woman holding the ashtray, and he flicked the ash again, this time without looking, and just played, but he believed that the ash would not spill out.
"The approach of Preton and Preton Comptoir is not in line with the needs of social development, and the lack of competitiveness has made the local market the same as it was ten or twenty years ago, and has not even shrunk. ”
"It's a distorted market, and what we're going to change is the unreasonable rules here, not against whom. ”
"Including myself, I will not restrict others, not allow them to run the same business as me, I will also take the initiative to face the competition. ”
"If you want to flee because of some change in the environment, you don't have to do it!"
There was a warm smile on Lynch's face, "Of course, if you insist on leaving, it is also your choice, I will not object, and I will be happy for it." ”
"Because I'm also a businessman, I don't like competition, but I know I have to face it all the time!"