Chapter 37
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In the morning, after Lynch had just exchanged more than 7000 yuan in change, during the call with Mr. Fox, the other party hoped that he could meet and talk about the next thing.
Lynch thought for a moment and agreed to Mr. Fox's invitation.
Not long after, he met Mr. Fox in a slightly remote farm. Instead of wearing expensive clothes, he wore a blue and gray jeans and trousers, and a rubber suspender.
When Lynch saw him, he was carrying a large pile of forage into the stable. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. The horse dung, cow dung and possibly the dung of other animals in the sun gave off a fatal smell, but Mr. Fox showed no difference.
It was seven or eight minutes before Mr. Fox came out of the stable while sorry.
They went to the shed behind the stable. Mr. Fox took a water pipe to wash the dirt on his rubber suspenders. He sighed, "before I started this industry, my father and I thought I would be an excellent farmer!"
There was a look of nostalgia on his face. More than 20 years ago, he was not Mr. Fox respected by everyone now, but a fox boy in the countryside.
He just got married that year, and the economic achievements accumulated by Bayer Federation for many years began to be revealed explosively. All walks of life have achieved great development. Many people are telling about the advantages of the city, as if there is money everywhere. As long as they are willing to bend down, they will soon become big bosses.
The whole society is full of such atmosphere. Mr. Fox also wants to give his wife and children a better future. After discussing with his family, he embarked on the journey to the metropolis with other little partners.
Until today, some people are successful, others only exist in people's memory.
Mr. Fox is undoubtedly the luckier one. This is what people are like. Once they have some success, they begin to remember the past. Some people may miss the carefree time in the past because they live in pain now.
However, some people remember the purpose of the past, just to set off today's success.
As for Mr. Fox's memory and his little hobby of working on the farm, Lynch thought that the latter might be more and obtain some satisfaction in this way.
After washing his suspenders, he took off the stuffy thing with the help of others. He and Lynch wandered aimlessly alone in the pasture and talked about some of his ideas.
"Michael returned to Saibin at more than four this morning. You should be careful. He has a bad temper and sometimes is impulsive. Don't give him any chance!"
He said and smiled, "of course, I'm just a small reminder. I believe he's not your opponent. You're smarter than him!"
This is very valuable news. If Lynch finds out when he sees Michael, there may be some small accidents. Now that he knows these in advance, he has enough time to prepare for the next confrontation with Michael.
He has never been afraid of Michael, who holds a license. If the other party didn't want to trouble him three times in a row, he wouldn't be willing to conflict with the leader of an investigation team.
Mr. Fox looked at Lynch and nodded cautiously to know that he listened. Then he said, "there are two other things I told you before. Now the whole city and even those people in nearby cities know how to send money into the bank legally. Do you think this will have some impact on our business?"
"I mean, if everyone is doing this, will this road be broken?" he said very carefully. His life has been much better during this period. He privately "bought" two laundries and raised the standards of laundries.
At the suggestion of his son, he made a registered fee bill. Everyone knows that those who can wash dozens of dollars for a dress in his laundry are his own people, but no one can say that his behavior is illegal until he gets conclusive evidence.
He even heard through some channels some views of the middle and senior management on what is happening in Saibin - those big people think it is a good thing. At least these damn helpful financial companies also understand the crucial point, that is, even if their intentions are illegal, they must pay taxes.
But some people think that they do something against the rules. At the same time, they should not be allowed to solve these problems. Acquiescing them to do so is tantamount to conniving at crime to some extent. In the end, it is the ordinary people who get help from them.
Some words can be said in private, but it is difficult to become a fact. In the end, they will stop the "problems" in Saibin and its surrounding areas.
"In addition to this, there is another problem. How do you think my business is legalized?", Mr. Fox paused a little, which is an urgent problem he needs to solve now.
As long as he doesn't solve this problem and his rate of return is significantly higher than the minimum standard set by the federal government, he can't really calm down one day.
He stared at Lynch with expectant eyes. Lynch smiled noncommittally and took the initiative to walk forward. He followed closely.
"The first problem doesn't need to worry. We can't change the change. We have many other ways to solve this problem. You know that the pioneers always go ahead of the latecomers. They can't catch up with us. There's no need to worry about this."
"In addition, there is no good solution to the second problem. There has never been an effective solution process for so many years. I believe it is not because the people born in these years are fools!"
"But you can learn from the bank and solve a little trouble temporarily..."
Mr. Fox was still very disappointed, but when he heard that there was an indirect solution, he suddenly became interested, "bank... What method?"
"Mortgage!" Lynch photographed the wooden fence on the edge of the farm. The wood standing here for more than ten years or more has been rotten.
From the appearance, it hasn't changed much from any time in the past, but when Lynch clapped it, it broke instantly.
Gray wood dust fell on the ground. Looking at the completely rotten wood, Lynch gradually lost the focus in his eyes. He seemed to be looking at something else rather than wood.
Mr. Fox didn't bother him, but waited quietly. About 26789 seconds, up and down in 30 seconds, Lynch recovered.
"Sorry, I'm distracted. Where did I just say?"
"You said I could use the bank's method to deal with the current situation!"
"Yes, it's these..." he took the initiative and continued to walk forward. Mr. Fox followed him closely. Mr. Fox's son in the distance looked at the two people with a strange expression.
In his eyes, his father, the famous Mr. Fox, seemed to have become Lynch's valet, hanging behind Lynch step by step.
Of course, the client didn't think so. He was still listening to the methods Lynch told him.
In fact, the bank gave a set of practical methods a long time ago. They discounted $100 into $50 as collateral. It can be said that they are avoiding risks, but it can also be said that they are also swallowing wealth.
With shorter terms, lower valuations, and seemingly reasonable interest, they just disguise their eating looks good.
But for people like Mr. Fox, they don't pay attention to eating, which would be better solved.
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In the morning, after Lynch had just exchanged more than 7000 yuan in change, during the call with Mr. Fox, the other party hoped that he could meet and talk about the next thing.
Lynch thought for a moment and agreed to Mr. Fox's invitation.
Not long after, he met Mr. Fox in a slightly remote farm. Instead of wearing expensive clothes, he wore a blue and gray jeans and trousers, and a rubber suspender.
When Lynch saw him, he was carrying a large pile of forage into the stable. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. The horse dung, cow dung and possibly the dung of other animals in the sun gave off a fatal smell, but Mr. Fox showed no difference.
It was seven or eight minutes before Mr. Fox came out of the stable while sorry.
They went to the shed behind the stable. Mr. Fox took a water pipe to wash the dirt on his rubber suspenders. He sighed, "before I started this industry, my father and I thought I would be an excellent farmer!"
There was a look of nostalgia on his face. More than 20 years ago, he was not Mr. Fox respected by everyone now, but a fox boy in the countryside.
He just got married that year, and the economic achievements accumulated by Bayer Federation for many years began to be revealed explosively. All walks of life have achieved great development. Many people are telling about the advantages of the city, as if there is money everywhere. As long as they are willing to bend down, they will soon become big bosses.
The whole society is full of such atmosphere. Mr. Fox also wants to give his wife and children a better future. After discussing with his family, he embarked on the journey to the metropolis with other little partners.
Until today, some people are successful, others only exist in people's memory.
Mr. Fox is undoubtedly the luckier one. This is what people are like. Once they have some success, they begin to remember the past. Some people may miss the carefree time in the past because they live in pain now.
However, some people remember the purpose of the past, just to set off today's success.
As for Mr. Fox's memory and his little hobby of working on the farm, Lynch thought that the latter might be more and obtain some satisfaction in this way.
After washing his suspenders, he took off the stuffy thing with the help of others. He and Lynch wandered aimlessly alone in the pasture and talked about some of his ideas.
"Michael returned to Saibin at more than four this morning. You should be careful. He has a bad temper and sometimes is impulsive. Don't give him any chance!"
He said and smiled, "of course, I'm just a small reminder. I believe he's not your opponent. You're smarter than him!"
This is very valuable news. If Lynch finds out when he sees Michael, there may be some small accidents. Now that he knows these in advance, he has enough time to prepare for the next confrontation with Michael.
He has never been afraid of Michael, who holds a license. If the other party didn't want to trouble him three times in a row, he wouldn't be willing to conflict with the leader of an investigation team.
Mr. Fox looked at Lynch and nodded cautiously to know that he listened. Then he said, "there are two other things I told you before. Now the whole city and even those people in nearby cities know how to send money into the bank legally. Do you think this will have some impact on our business?"
"I mean, if everyone is doing this, will this road be broken?" he said very carefully. His life has been much better during this period. He privately "bought" two laundries and raised the standards of laundries.
At the suggestion of his son, he made a registered fee bill. Everyone knows that those who can wash dozens of dollars for a dress in his laundry are his own people, but no one can say that his behavior is illegal until he gets conclusive evidence.
He even heard through some channels some views of the middle and senior management on what is happening in Saibin - those big people think it is a good thing. At least these damn helpful financial companies also understand the crucial point, that is, even if their intentions are illegal, they must pay taxes.
But some people think that they do something against the rules. At the same time, they should not be allowed to solve these problems. Acquiescing them to do so is tantamount to conniving at crime to some extent. In the end, it is the ordinary people who get help from them.
Some words can be said in private, but it is difficult to become a fact. In the end, they will stop the "problems" in Saibin and its surrounding areas.
"In addition to this, there is another problem. How do you think my business is legalized?", Mr. Fox paused a little, which is an urgent problem he needs to solve now.
As long as he doesn't solve this problem and his rate of return is significantly higher than the minimum standard set by the federal government, he can't really calm down one day.
He stared at Lynch with expectant eyes. Lynch smiled noncommittally and took the initiative to walk forward. He followed closely.
"The first problem doesn't need to worry. We can't change the change. We have many other ways to solve this problem. You know that the pioneers always go ahead of the latecomers. They can't catch up with us. There's no need to worry about this."
"In addition, there is no good solution to the second problem. There has never been an effective solution process for so many years. I believe it is not because the people born in these years are fools!"
"But you can learn from the bank and solve a little trouble temporarily..."
Mr. Fox was still very disappointed, but when he heard that there was an indirect solution, he suddenly became interested, "bank... What method?"
"Mortgage!" Lynch photographed the wooden fence on the edge of the farm. The wood standing here for more than ten years or more has been rotten.
From the appearance, it hasn't changed much from any time in the past, but when Lynch clapped it, it broke instantly.
Gray wood dust fell on the ground. Looking at the completely rotten wood, Lynch gradually lost the focus in his eyes. He seemed to be looking at something else rather than wood.
Mr. Fox didn't bother him, but waited quietly. About 26789 seconds, up and down in 30 seconds, Lynch recovered.
"Sorry, I'm distracted. Where did I just say?"
"You said I could use the bank's method to deal with the current situation!"
"Yes, it's these..." he took the initiative and continued to walk forward. Mr. Fox followed him closely. Mr. Fox's son in the distance looked at the two people with a strange expression.
In his eyes, his father, the famous Mr. Fox, seemed to have become Lynch's valet, hanging behind Lynch step by step.
Of course, the client didn't think so. He was still listening to the methods Lynch told him.
In fact, the bank gave a set of practical methods a long time ago. They discounted $100 into $50 as collateral. It can be said that they are avoiding risks, but it can also be said that they are also swallowing wealth.
With shorter terms, lower valuations, and seemingly reasonable interest, they just disguise their eating looks good.
But for people like Mr. Fox, they don't pay attention to eating, which would be better solved.
In the morning, after Lynch had just exchanged more than 7000 yuan in change, during the call with Mr. Fox, the other party hoped that he could meet and talk about the next thing.Lynch thought for a moment and agreed to Mr. Fox's invitation.Not long after, he met Mr. Fox in a slightly remote farm. Instead of wearing expensive clothes, he wore a blue and gray jeans and trousers, and a rubber suspender.When Lynch saw him, he was carrying a large pile of forage into the stable. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. The horse dung, cow dung and possibly the dung of other animals in the sun gave off a fatal smell, but Mr. Fox showed no difference.It was seven or eight minutes before Mr. Fox came out of the stable while sorry.They went to the shed behind the stable. Mr. Fox took a water pipe to wash the dirt on his rubber suspenders. He sighed, "before I started this industry, my father and I thought I would be an excellent farmer!"There was a look of nostalgia on his face. More than 20 years ago, he was not Mr. Fox respected by everyone now, but a fox boy in the countryside.He just got married that year, and the economic achievements accumulated by Bayer Federation for many years began to be revealed explosively. All walks of life have achieved great development. Many people are telling about the advantages of the city, as if there is money everywhere. As long as they are willing to bend down, they will soon become big bosses.The whole society is full of such atmosphere. Mr. Fox also wants to give his wife and children a better future. After discussing with his family, he embarked on the journey to the metropolis with other little partners.Until today, some people are successful, others only exist in people's memory.Mr. Fox is undoubtedly the luckier one. This is what people are like. Once they have some success, they begin to remember the past. Some people may miss the carefree time in the past because they live in pain now.However, some people remember the purpose of the past, just to set off today's success.As for Mr. Fox's memory and his little hobby of working on the farm, Lynch thought that the latter might be more and obtain some satisfaction in this way.After washing his suspenders, he took off the stuffy thing with the help of others. He and Lynch wandered aimlessly alone in the pasture and talked about some of his ideas."Michael returned to Saibin at more than four this morning. You should be careful. He has a bad temper and sometimes is impulsive. Don't give him any chance!"He said and smiled, "of course, I'm just a small reminder. I believe he's not your opponent. You're smarter than him!"This is very valuable news. If Lynch finds out when he sees Michael, there may be some small accidents. Now that he knows these in advance, he has enough time to prepare for the next confrontation with Michael.He has never been afraid of Michael, who holds a license. If the other party didn't want to trouble him three times in a row, he wouldn't be willing to conflict with the leader of an investigation team.Mr. Fox looked at Lynch and nodded cautiously to know that he listened. Then he said, "there are two other things I told you before. Now the whole city and even those people in nearby cities know how to send money into the bank legally. Do you think this will have some impact on our business?""I mean, if everyone is doing this, will this road be broken?" he said very carefully. His life has been much better during this period. He privately "bought" two laundries and raised the standards of laundries.At the suggestion of his son, he made a registered fee bill. Everyone knows that those who can wash dozens of dollars for a dress in his laundry are his own people, but no one can say that his behavior is illegal until he gets conclusive evidence.He even heard through some channels some views of the middle and senior management on what is happening in Saibin - those big people think it is a good thing. At least these damn helpful financial companies also understand the crucial point, that is, even if their intentions are illegal, they must pay taxes.But some people think that they do something against the rules. At the same time, they should not be allowed to solve these problems. Acquiescing them to do so is tantamount to conniving at crime to some extent. In the end, it is the ordinary people who get help from them.Some words can be said in private, but it is difficult to become a fact. In the end, they will stop the "problems" in Saibin and its surrounding areas."In addition to this, there is another problem. How do you think my business is legalized?", Mr. Fox paused a little, which is an urgent problem he needs to solve now.As long as he doesn't solve this problem and his rate of return is significantly higher than the minimum standard set by the federal government, he can't really calm down one day.He stared at Lynch with expectant eyes. Lynch smiled noncommittally and took the initiative to walk forward. He followed closely."The first problem doesn't need to worry. We can't change the change. We have many other ways to solve this problem. You know that the pioneers always go ahead of the latecomers. They can't catch up with us. There's no need to worry about this.""In addition, there is no good solution to the second problem. There has never been an effective solution process for so many years. I believe it is not because the people born in these years are fools!""But you can learn from the bank and solve a little trouble temporarily..."Mr. Fox was still very disappointed, but when he heard that there was an indirect solution, he suddenly became interested, "bank... What method?""Mortgage!" Lynch photographed the wooden fence on the edge of the farm. The wood standing here for more than ten years or more has been rotten.From the appearance, it hasn't changed much from any time in the past, but when Lynch clapped it, it broke instantly.Gray wood dust fell on the ground. Looking at the completely rotten wood, Lynch gradually lost the focus in his eyes. He seemed to be looking at something else rather than wood.Mr. Fox didn't bother him, but waited quietly. About 26789 seconds, up and down in 30 seconds, Lynch recovered."Sorry, I'm distracted. Where did I just say?""You said I could use the bank's method to deal with the current situation!""Yes, it's these..." he took the initiative and continued to walk forward. Mr. Fox followed him closely. Mr. Fox's son in the distance looked at the two people with a strange expression.In his eyes, his father, the famous Mr. Fox, seemed to have become Lynch's valet, hanging behind Lynch step by step.Of course, the client didn't think so. He was still listening to the methods Lynch told him.In fact, the bank gave a set of practical methods a long time ago. They discounted $100 into $50 as collateral. It can be said that they are avoiding risks, but it can also be said that they are also swallowing wealth.With shorter terms, lower valuations, and seemingly reasonable interest, they just disguise their eating looks good.But for people like Mr. Fox, they don't pay attention to eating, which would be better solved.
