Chapter 693
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Lynch knew the horror of starvation. He fasted.
At that time, he was still very young and didn't understand the meaning and value of life. He just naively took the hunger strike as the last means of counterattack. That feeling will make people shudder in retrospect.
Mark doesn't know this. He hasn't experienced this. Maybe he naively thinks that people trade dignity for food and just don't want to work. In fact, they just want to live.
The motorcade soon disappeared at the end of the empty street.
After lunch, Lynch didn't give mark more lunch break, so he went directly to a factory on the edge of zhuris city to see the factory.
In fact, there are also food factories or vacant factories in the city, but Lynch doesn't like those places. Governor serdel talked to him about the plan to re plan the whole zhuris, which will be demolished and relocated a few kilometers outward with the imperial area as the core.
Ammeria is the imperial special zone of gavra and a window to the whole world. Whether gavra people are cruel, stupid and arrogant will be displayed here.
His majesty inexplicably had an elusive idea, which may have something to do with his increasing pressure. After all, some people always accused him of his fault for the rise of the Federation.
Well, it's a joke, but it's true that Julius has changed a lot.
At that time, there will be no demolition funds. This is not the Federation, let alone another world. Giving a little more will waste a lot of time. Demolition, relocation, reconstruction, resettlement and restart all take time.
It is best to arrange directly in the suburbs, which is simple and easy, and will not be affected by future planning.
The workshop Lynch looked at was not small. It was said that before the outbreak of the war, it was a factory specializing in making hats, with a lot of assembly lines. Later, when the war broke out, the factory switched to the production of military materials.
After the defeat, everything here was packed away, leaving only empty factories. The factory owner didn't know what to do. His motherland left him nothing but this empty shell.
"The whole factory has three workshops and two warehouses, which can accommodate up to 400 to 500 people working here at the same time."
The factory owner is introducing Lynch and mark about the glorious history here, "we can produce 2000 hats a day at most and more than 100 hats a day at least, and we also do OEM for other leather products..."
In the description of the factory owner, this is the place where his grandfather, his father and he, a family of three generations, realize their dreams and pursue a better life.
He was proud of all this, as can be seen from his nostalgic and glorious face.
"... until the war broke out, everything was over." his tone gradually lowered. "They forced us to produce helmets, water bottles and all kinds of waterproof boxes. They took down my machinery and asked me to pay the wages of the workers."
"In the end, they took everything away and left me such an empty place, Mr. Lynch and Mr. mark. Can you understand my feeling?"
The factory owner was a little excited. He had a slightly distorted smile on his face and his eyes turned red. "I'm bankrupt. What's more ridiculous is that I'm not bankrupt because gavra invaded here. It's my motherland that abandoned me. They took everything from me."
"So I didn't leave with others. Even if I left and went to other places, I don't know what I can do. I may hang me because they think I'm a gavra spy!"
When he said this, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. It took him a long time to open his eyes. At the same time, he exhaled the air that had been held for a while. "Sorry, I'm a little excited."
"I can understand!" Lynch was easy-going. He pointed to the houses. "How much are you going to sell these places?"
The factory owner looked at the houses that carried the dreams of three generations and the faded slogans on the walls of the factory. He sneered, shook his head and stopped looking. "There are almost 20000 square meters here, and the transportation is also very convenient. Whether going to the station or the wharf, at least... 50000 fra."
After the gavra people occupied this area, they forced people to use the Fula through the concession currency law. After the initial coercion, almost all of them now use the Fula as the circulating currency. They did not resist on this issue.
"Too much!" Lynch shook his head. "Almost 90000 sol, too much. It's not worth the price."
The factory owner quietly kicked the stone on the ground, "Mr. Lynch, what's your psychological price?"
"I can give you nine thousand federal sols, that is, five thousand francs."
Mark was still thinking about 50000 VRA. He cut a knife to make a deal of about 35000, and then 40000. This is a very reasonable price. He cut about 20% at once.
But he didn't think of it. Lynch directly touched a zero.
The factory owner couldn't come back for a long time. He looked at Lynch as if he couldn't understand the international common language. His hair bent into the shape of several question marks under the gentle wind.
"I'm sorry, what you just said is... 5000 VLA?", the owner still couldn't believe it until Lynch nodded and his mood became excited again. "It's impossible, Mr. Lynch. 5000 VLA doesn't even cost enough to change these houses, let alone such a large piece of land under our feet!"
"I've heard that the governor has new ideas about the city. Once the city is expanded, the land price here will increase rapidly. I've set this price for the love of friends!" he glanced at a friend standing not far away who has taken refuge in the union.
Suddenly he felt that this was not a good deal, because these federates were more greedy and terrible. He had never seen such a counter-offer in his life.
Lynch waited for him to finish, then stamped the ground. "The land is worthless..." he looked at the factory owner and wanted to explain. He stretched out his finger and shook it twice. "Listen to me, friend."
"For you, for the gavra, there are two least valuable things."
"One is a human life. A bullet can change a human life for about 40 minutes."
"The second is the land."
"As long as people die, the earth is ownerless."
The factory owner's expression became a little ugly. Lynch said this sentence without care. He was not sure whether it was warning him or threatening him. In short, he felt that no matter what purpose Lynch wanted to express, he had succeeded.
Lynch didn't stop. He continued, "secondly, many people in Amelia don't have jobs now. If I hire 1000 people to build these houses and give them a dollar each, it may only cost 3000 yuan to build all the houses."
"As for materials... Everywhere!"
"So I think it's a very reasonable price for me to give you 5000 francs. You can not only sell me your place which is not really valuable in exchange for a rare cash, but also get my friendship, sir."
"You can think about it. When you think about it, you can call me. I'll be there..."
He said and took Mark aside. Mark followed Lynch and looked at his back as if he had known Lynch for the first time.
You know, Lynch was like a good man in the Federation. It's hard to see such a terrible attack on his face, but now he sees it.
Lynch threatened others with some terrible consequences several times. Mark didn't know it was just a threat, or would he really do that!
"My client looked around. We don't need to buy new machines. There are machines nearby. Tomorrow, the machines will be pulled over. I'll recruit workers for you. You just need to produce what we need as soon as possible."
Mark's palm was a little sweaty at this time, and his expression was not very good-looking. It was like constipation for a long time. "The situation here is a little complicated. I may not be able to do it well."
Lynch smiled and patted him on the arm. "You have experience, and I believe you can do it well, right?"
Mark hesitated and nodded, "I'll try."
"That's right. Nothing can't be solved with efforts. If you can't, it can only prove that you haven't worked hard enough..."
When Lynch was making some nutritious soup at Amway, the owner seemed to have made a decision. He took the initiative to come over, looked at Lynch for a while, sighed and stretched out his hand, "it's yours!"
"You won't be disappointed with your decision, I can promise!"
Then the driver took out five thousand fuhras and gave them to the factory owner. The factory owner looked at the money in his hand and moved his mouth.
He wants to swear.
If his country and gavra people have fragmented the dreams of their family for three generations, Lynch is the guy who threw the fragmented dream to the ground and stepped on it.
The dream of three generations is worth 5000 yuan!
Dreaming of things, in turbulent times, it's really so worthless!
After arranging things here, Lynch came early the next morning.
Because he came early, he met the young man he had met several times, a driver from nagariel.
Akumali has been thinking for a long time. The changes in Amelia made him realize that violence cannot bring lasting peace. He began to continue to study the federal society.
He found that in fact, the stability of the federal society is not because of how violent they are. On the contrary, their people love freedom, peace and equality more than anyone else.
He wanted to know more about the Federation urgently and deeply. When he saw Lynch, he suddenly wanted to talk to Lynch.
Looking at the truck driver who wanted to come not far away and was too restrained to come, Lynch waved to him.
Many times Lynch is a kind, easy to contact, gentle, kind and compassionate good man.
Like now.
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Lynch knew the horror of starvation. He fasted.
At that time, he was still very young and didn't understand the meaning and value of life. He just naively took the hunger strike as the last means of counterattack. That feeling will make people shudder in retrospect.
Mark doesn't know this. He hasn't experienced this. Maybe he naively thinks that people trade dignity for food and just don't want to work. In fact, they just want to live.
The motorcade soon disappeared at the end of the empty street.
After lunch, Lynch didn't give mark more lunch break, so he went directly to a factory on the edge of zhuris city to see the factory.
In fact, there are also food factories or vacant factories in the city, but Lynch doesn't like those places. Governor serdel talked to him about the plan to re plan the whole zhuris, which will be demolished and relocated a few kilometers outward with the imperial area as the core.
Ammeria is the imperial special zone of gavra and a window to the whole world. Whether gavra people are cruel, stupid and arrogant will be displayed here.
His majesty inexplicably had an elusive idea, which may have something to do with his increasing pressure. After all, some people always accused him of his fault for the rise of the Federation.
Well, it's a joke, but it's true that Julius has changed a lot.
At that time, there will be no demolition funds. This is not the Federation, let alone another world. Giving a little more will waste a lot of time. Demolition, relocation, reconstruction, resettlement and restart all take time.
It is best to arrange directly in the suburbs, which is simple and easy, and will not be affected by future planning.
The workshop Lynch looked at was not small. It was said that before the outbreak of the war, it was a factory specializing in making hats, with a lot of assembly lines. Later, when the war broke out, the factory switched to the production of military materials.
After the defeat, everything here was packed away, leaving only empty factories. The factory owner didn't know what to do. His motherland left him nothing but this empty shell.
"The whole factory has three workshops and two warehouses, which can accommodate up to 400 to 500 people working here at the same time."
The factory owner is introducing Lynch and mark about the glorious history here, "we can produce 2000 hats a day at most and more than 100 hats a day at least, and we also do OEM for other leather products..."
In the description of the factory owner, this is the place where his grandfather, his father and he, a family of three generations, realize their dreams and pursue a better life.
He was proud of all this, as can be seen from his nostalgic and glorious face.
"... until the war broke out, everything was over." his tone gradually lowered. "They forced us to produce helmets, water bottles and all kinds of waterproof boxes. They took down my machinery and asked me to pay the wages of the workers."
"In the end, they took everything away and left me such an empty place, Mr. Lynch and Mr. mark. Can you understand my feeling?"
The factory owner was a little excited. He had a slightly distorted smile on his face and his eyes turned red. "I'm bankrupt. What's more ridiculous is that I'm not bankrupt because gavra invaded here. It's my motherland that abandoned me. They took everything from me."
"So I didn't leave with others. Even if I left and went to other places, I don't know what I can do. I may hang me because they think I'm a gavra spy!"
When he said this, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. It took him a long time to open his eyes. At the same time, he exhaled the air that had been held for a while. "Sorry, I'm a little excited."
"I can understand!" Lynch was easy-going. He pointed to the houses. "How much are you going to sell these places?"
The factory owner looked at the houses that carried the dreams of three generations and the faded slogans on the walls of the factory. He sneered, shook his head and stopped looking. "There are almost 20000 square meters here, and the transportation is also very convenient. Whether going to the station or the wharf, at least... 50000 fra."
After the gavra people occupied this area, they forced people to use the Fula through the concession currency law. After the initial coercion, almost all of them now use the Fula as the circulating currency. They did not resist on this issue.
"Too much!" Lynch shook his head. "Almost 90000 sol, too much. It's not worth the price."
The factory owner quietly kicked the stone on the ground, "Mr. Lynch, what's your psychological price?"
"I can give you nine thousand federal sols, that is, five thousand francs."
Mark was still thinking about 50000 VRA. He cut a knife to make a deal of about 35000, and then 40000. This is a very reasonable price. He cut about 20% at once.
But he didn't think of it. Lynch directly touched a zero.
The factory owner couldn't come back for a long time. He looked at Lynch as if he couldn't understand the international common language. His hair bent into the shape of several question marks under the gentle wind.
"I'm sorry, what you just said is... 5000 VLA?", the owner still couldn't believe it until Lynch nodded and his mood became excited again. "It's impossible, Mr. Lynch. 5000 VLA doesn't even cost enough to change these houses, let alone such a large piece of land under our feet!"
"I've heard that the governor has new ideas about the city. Once the city is expanded, the land price here will increase rapidly. I've set this price for the love of friends!" he glanced at a friend standing not far away who has taken refuge in the union.
Suddenly he felt that this was not a good deal, because these federates were more greedy and terrible. He had never seen such a counter-offer in his life.
Lynch waited for him to finish, then stamped the ground. "The land is worthless..." he looked at the factory owner and wanted to explain. He stretched out his finger and shook it twice. "Listen to me, friend."
"For you, for the gavra, there are two least valuable things."
"One is a human life. A bullet can change a human life for about 40 minutes."
"The second is the land."
"As long as people die, the earth is ownerless."
The factory owner's expression became a little ugly. Lynch said this sentence without care. He was not sure whether it was warning him or threatening him. In short, he felt that no matter what purpose Lynch wanted to express, he had succeeded.
Lynch didn't stop. He continued, "secondly, many people in Amelia don't have jobs now. If I hire 1000 people to build these houses and give them a dollar each, it may only cost 3000 yuan to build all the houses."
"As for materials... Everywhere!"
"So I think it's a very reasonable price for me to give you 5000 francs. You can not only sell me your place which is not really valuable in exchange for a rare cash, but also get my friendship, sir."
"You can think about it. When you think about it, you can call me. I'll be there..."
He said and took Mark aside. Mark followed Lynch and looked at his back as if he had known Lynch for the first time.
You know, Lynch was like a good man in the Federation. It's hard to see such a terrible attack on his face, but now he sees it.
Lynch threatened others with some terrible consequences several times. Mark didn't know it was just a threat, or would he really do that!
"My client looked around. We don't need to buy new machines. There are machines nearby. Tomorrow, the machines will be pulled over. I'll recruit workers for you. You just need to produce what we need as soon as possible."
Mark's palm was a little sweaty at this time, and his expression was not very good-looking. It was like constipation for a long time. "The situation here is a little complicated. I may not be able to do it well."
Lynch smiled and patted him on the arm. "You have experience, and I believe you can do it well, right?"
Mark hesitated and nodded, "I'll try."
"That's right. Nothing can't be solved with efforts. If you can't, it can only prove that you haven't worked hard enough..."
When Lynch was making some nutritious soup at Amway, the owner seemed to have made a decision. He took the initiative to come over, looked at Lynch for a while, sighed and stretched out his hand, "it's yours!"
"You won't be disappointed with your decision, I can promise!"
Then the driver took out five thousand fuhras and gave them to the factory owner. The factory owner looked at the money in his hand and moved his mouth.
He wants to swear.
If his country and gavra people have fragmented the dreams of their family for three generations, Lynch is the guy who threw the fragmented dream to the ground and stepped on it.
The dream of three generations is worth 5000 yuan!
Dreaming of things, in turbulent times, it's really so worthless!
After arranging things here, Lynch came early the next morning.
Because he came early, he met the young man he had met several times, a driver from nagariel.
Akumali has been thinking for a long time. The changes in Amelia made him realize that violence cannot bring lasting peace. He began to continue to study the federal society.
He found that in fact, the stability of the federal society is not because of how violent they are. On the contrary, their people love freedom, peace and equality more than anyone else.
He wanted to know more about the Federation urgently and deeply. When he saw Lynch, he suddenly wanted to talk to Lynch.
Looking at the truck driver who wanted to come not far away and was too restrained to come, Lynch waved to him.
Many times Lynch is a kind, easy to contact, gentle, kind and compassionate good man.
Like now.
Lynch knew the horror of starvation. He fasted.At that time, he was still very young and didn't understand the meaning and value of life. He just naively took the hunger strike as the last means of counterattack. That feeling will make people shudder in retrospect.Mark doesn't know this. He hasn't experienced this. Maybe he naively thinks that people trade dignity for food and just don't want to work. In fact, they just want to live.The motorcade soon disappeared at the end of the empty street.After lunch, Lynch didn't give mark more lunch break, so he went directly to a factory on the edge of zhuris city to see the factory.In fact, there are also food factories or vacant factories in the city, but Lynch doesn't like those places. Governor serdel talked to him about the plan to re plan the whole zhuris, which will be demolished and relocated a few kilometers outward with the imperial area as the core.Ammeria is the imperial special zone of gavra and a window to the whole world. Whether gavra people are cruel, stupid and arrogant will be displayed here.His majesty inexplicably had an elusive idea, which may have something to do with his increasing pressure. After all, some people always accused him of his fault for the rise of the Federation.Well, it's a joke, but it's true that Julius has changed a lot.At that time, there will be no demolition funds. This is not the Federation, let alone another world. Giving a little more will waste a lot of time. Demolition, relocation, reconstruction, resettlement and restart all take time.It is best to arrange directly in the suburbs, which is simple and easy, and will not be affected by future planning.The workshop Lynch looked at was not small. It was said that before the outbreak of the war, it was a factory specializing in making hats, with a lot of assembly lines. Later, when the war broke out, the factory switched to the production of military materials.After the defeat, everything here was packed away, leaving only empty factories. The factory owner didn't know what to do. His motherland left him nothing but this empty shell."The whole factory has three workshops and two warehouses, which can accommodate up to 400 to 500 people working here at the same time."The factory owner is introducing Lynch and mark about the glorious history here, "we can produce 2000 hats a day at most and more than 100 hats a day at least, and we also do OEM for other leather products..."In the description of the factory owner, this is the place where his grandfather, his father and he, a family of three generations, realize their dreams and pursue a better life.He was proud of all this, as can be seen from his nostalgic and glorious face."... until the war broke out, everything was over." his tone gradually lowered. "They forced us to produce helmets, water bottles and all kinds of waterproof boxes. They took down my machinery and asked me to pay the wages of the workers.""In the end, they took everything away and left me such an empty place, Mr. Lynch and Mr. mark. Can you understand my feeling?"The factory owner was a little excited. He had a slightly distorted smile on his face and his eyes turned red. "I'm bankrupt. What's more ridiculous is that I'm not bankrupt because gavra invaded here. It's my motherland that abandoned me. They took everything from me.""So I didn't leave with others. Even if I left and went to other places, I don't know what I can do. I may hang me because they think I'm a gavra spy!"When he said this, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. It took him a long time to open his eyes. At the same time, he exhaled the air that had been held for a while. "Sorry, I'm a little excited.""I can understand!" Lynch was easy-going. He pointed to the houses. "How much are you going to sell these places?"The factory owner looked at the houses that carried the dreams of three generations and the faded slogans on the walls of the factory. He sneered, shook his head and stopped looking. "There are almost 20000 square meters here, and the transportation is also very convenient. Whether going to the station or the wharf, at least... 50000 fra."After the gavra people occupied this area, they forced people to use the Fula through the concession currency law. After the initial coercion, almost all of them now use the Fula as the circulating currency. They did not resist on this issue."Too much!" Lynch shook his head. "Almost 90000 sol, too much. It's not worth the price."The factory owner quietly kicked the stone on the ground, "Mr. Lynch, what's your psychological price?""I can give you nine thousand federal sols, that is, five thousand francs."Mark was still thinking about 50000 VRA. He cut a knife to make a deal of about 35000, and then 40000. This is a very reasonable price. He cut about 20% at once.But he didn't think of it. Lynch directly touched a zero.The factory owner couldn't come back for a long time. He looked at Lynch as if he couldn't understand the international common language. His hair bent into the shape of several question marks under the gentle wind."I'm sorry, what you just said is... 5000 VLA?", the owner still couldn't believe it until Lynch nodded and his mood became excited again. "It's impossible, Mr. Lynch. 5000 VLA doesn't even cost enough to change these houses, let alone such a large piece of land under our feet!""I've heard that the governor has new ideas about the city. Once the city is expanded, the land price here will increase rapidly. I've set this price for the love of friends!" he glanced at a friend standing not far away who has taken refuge in the union.Suddenly he felt that this was not a good deal, because these federates were more greedy and terrible. He had never seen such a counter-offer in his life.Lynch waited for him to finish, then stamped the ground. "The land is worthless..." he looked at the factory owner and wanted to explain. He stretched out his finger and shook it twice. "Listen to me, friend.""For you, for the gavra, there are two least valuable things.""One is a human life. A bullet can change a human life for about 40 minutes.""The second is the land.""As long as people die, the earth is ownerless."The factory owner's expression became a little ugly. Lynch said this sentence without care. He was not sure whether it was warning him or threatening him. In short, he felt that no matter what purpose Lynch wanted to express, he had succeeded.Lynch didn't stop. He continued, "secondly, many people in Amelia don't have jobs now. If I hire 1000 people to build these houses and give them a dollar each, it may only cost 3000 yuan to build all the houses.""As for materials... Everywhere!""So I think it's a very reasonable price for me to give you 5000 francs. You can not only sell me your place which is not really valuable in exchange for a rare cash, but also get my friendship, sir.""You can think about it. When you think about it, you can call me. I'll be there..."He said and took Mark aside. Mark followed Lynch and looked at his back as if he had known Lynch for the first time.You know, Lynch was like a good man in the Federation. It's hard to see such a terrible attack on his face, but now he sees it.Lynch threatened others with some terrible consequences several times. Mark didn't know it was just a threat, or would he really do that!"My client looked around. We don't need to buy new machines. There are machines nearby. Tomorrow, the machines will be pulled over. I'll recruit workers for you. You just need to produce what we need as soon as possible."Mark's palm was a little sweaty at this time, and his expression was not very good-looking. It was like constipation for a long time. "The situation here is a little complicated. I may not be able to do it well."Lynch smiled and patted him on the arm. "You have experience, and I believe you can do it well, right?"Mark hesitated and nodded, "I'll try.""That's right. Nothing can't be solved with efforts. If you can't, it can only prove that you haven't worked hard enough..."When Lynch was making some nutritious soup at Amway, the owner seemed to have made a decision. He took the initiative to come over, looked at Lynch for a while, sighed and stretched out his hand, "it's yours!""You won't be disappointed with your decision, I can promise!"Then the driver took out five thousand fuhras and gave them to the factory owner. The factory owner looked at the money in his hand and moved his mouth.He wants to swear.If his country and gavra people have fragmented the dreams of their family for three generations, Lynch is the guy who threw the fragmented dream to the ground and stepped on it.The dream of three generations is worth 5000 yuan!Dreaming of things, in turbulent times, it's really so worthless!After arranging things here, Lynch came early the next morning.Because he came early, he met the young man he had met several times, a driver from nagariel.Akumali has been thinking for a long time. The changes in Amelia made him realize that violence cannot bring lasting peace. He began to continue to study the federal society.He found that in fact, the stability of the federal society is not because of how violent they are. On the contrary, their people love freedom, peace and equality more than anyone else.He wanted to know more about the Federation urgently and deeply. When he saw Lynch, he suddenly wanted to talk to Lynch.Looking at the truck driver who wanted to come not far away and was too restrained to come, Lynch waved to him.Many times Lynch is a kind, easy to contact, gentle, kind and compassionate good man.Like now.
