Cosma Empire

? Some things about the mineral resources market are actually very old-fashioned. It can be said that the West Mine will play the rest, but after processing by farmers and some economic builders, the whole theory sounds very tall. .

One-third of these miners in the west belong to people of a certain cultural level. They can understand what the farmers are advocating. These people's faces are either showing a tired and boring look, or they are full of ridicule . Another two-thirds actually don't understand what Mennon is talking about, what macroeconomic structure, empire and international ore regulation, etc. are completely like scriptures or cultic texts. It gives people a sound that sounds good, but thinks seriously and feels that their brain warp is not enough, anyway, they are confused.

The conference has been going on for about twenty minutes, Carter suddenly bent over and stood up, carrying a suitcase to the toilet next to him, and following the procedure that Ellis told him, the example phase will soon be reached. This is also One of the reasons why Mennon would set up the venue in the opera house, because he needed a larger projection screen to play some of his simple graphic data.

Speaking of projection, in fact, there is not much difference from the movie player. The opera house also has this equipment, most of the time it is used for some programs that require night scenes as the background. Minimize the light, and then cast the projection of the starry sky. With the passage of time in the opera from night to dawn, the light gradually lights up again, which can give ladies and gentlemen who appreciate the pattern a better immersion.

Looking at the background of Carter's departure, Raul waved his lips and said to the guy with a crazy expression on his face, "He actually left with a suitcase, you know, this shows that he didn't trust us. We look like thieves! If he trusts us, he won't take the suitcase with him to the bathroom. This person has a bad character! "

Carter didn't know that he started preparing for the assassination to become a problem with character, otherwise he wouldn't mind killing the people sitting next to him when he killed the farmer. After checking that there were no people in several compartments of the toilet, he entered the innermost one. While lifting your feet and gently pressing the handle of the water tank to allow the water in the water tank to continuously flow out, place the box on the raised leg. Removed the pistol and magazine from the two books, checked the pistol again and opened the fuse.

The pistol was in his arms, and he took the bottle out.

The wine bottle is not wine, the faint amber liquid is actually kerosene with some flame enhancers and thickeners added. He didn't plan to leave here alive. In fact, Airlis didn't know that Doolin had arranged an escape route for Carter, but he refused. He is in very bad condition now, the pain has been tormenting him, which makes him nervous and very vulnerable. When people are fragile, they always think of something that makes them particularly regret or sad, and punishing their present with their past faults can produce a distorted pleasure.

Carter always remembered his wife and daughter. Whenever he was asleep and asleep due to pain and fatigue, he would remember his daughter who was left on the side of the road like a broken doll, and Old Frost killed his wife in his presence. He missed them very much. The kind of thick thoughts surrounded him tightly like water. He was the one who dived into the water. He longed to be integrated with his thoughts and longed for his wife and daughter.

Now it is time for liberation.

Even if he escaped, every day he would continue to endure the torture of life death, and drowning himself slowly in his thoughts, it would be better to leave today.

He prepared the fuel for himself, and even if the police found his body, it would not be possible to distinguish his identity. Then there was a black post, and when he was ready, he left the toilet with a suitcase.

When he returned to his seat, the farmer gave him a glance, but there was no indication that these mine owners were satisfied that he could come. It is impossible to prevent these people from going to the toilet during the conference, right? He made a hand gesture, "I have a legend here, which can more intuitively let you understand the trend chart of the bulk trading and bulk trading of mineral resources trading in recent years. From here, you can more clearly find the overall business office. Advantages. "

He raised his hand and waved, all the lights began to dim, and a curve chart appeared on the white screen behind him.

"The red line represents bulk trading, and the green line represents bulk trading. From this graph, it can be seen that during the past ten years, the transaction volume of two different trades has been dominated by bulk trading. Evolved into a large-scale overall transaction. The recovery of the empire's economy made more places need metal and mineral resources. For example, when our railway tycoon was not lying in bed, he directly went down one year ago. A super order to the Empire ’s largest steel company. "

"At that time, the steel companies themselves did not have sufficient mineral resources, so they also placed an order with the Western Mining Development Commission for a total of two million tons of iron ore! I think most of you here are also involved In that deal, the Western Mining Development Commission led the gathering of the excess resources in your hands and sold them to the Steel Group. "

"But in contrast, the market share of bulk trading has been shrinking, and it has opened up a lot of distance from the overall bulk trade. More and more companies have greater demand for metals and mineral resources, and they need It is a more convenient transaction model, instead of sending purchasers to the west to buy tens of tons here and buy hundreds of tons one by one. In addition to wasting more funds, it will greatly extend the completion of the contract. Time, there was a saying on Xie Lisi Street, 'Time is money'! "

"When we established this trading market, we took the Market Management Committee as the middleman. Whenever a large amount of trade orders appeared, we would split the order into the total amount of mineral resources in your hands and your creditworthiness. Your hands are finally transferred to the demand side as a whole ... "

In fact, this was what the West Mining Association was doing at the time, but this time the farmer changed his name for his project, called the Mineral Resources Trading Market, and changed the name for the department that was seeking his own interests, called the Market Management Committee. In fact, the overall structure is still the same as that of the West Mining Association, but he has packed it a little and turned into something that looks very fresh.

The miners' attention is gradually attracted by the narrative of Mennon. These things must be accepted whether they are willing or not. Since there is no second way to go, why not try to understand it in more detail? At least these things will represent the future interests of everyone. In terms of targeting interests, no one wants to lag behind others. Even Raul closed his mouth and listened carefully to Mennon's introduction.

As Mennon said as he walked, gradually approaching the edge of the stage near the edge, Carter knew his opportunity was coming. He didn't hesitate. He didn't even stand up like the assassins in some movies, yelled to death, and then said some funny-looking lines before triggering the pistol that never hit anyone. He put his hands in his arms in a sitting position, which was not dangerous at all, maybe he just wanted to get a cigarette.

When he took out the pistol, people did not realize that a shocking assassination was about to appear in their eyes. Only Mennon vaguely felt a little uncomfortable. The moment he looked for this uncomfortable feeling, the gun It sounded.

Memnon took a few steps back, he looked down at his chest, his chest was a little painful, it was really just a little pain, and the pain couldn't even make him feel intolerable. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding people began to flee. Carter poured kerosene on himself while walking towards the Memenong with a gun. The distance between the two was less than eight meters. He kept pulling the trigger, and the bullet whistled out of the gun and spun out.

Mennon was like an obedient puppet being manipulated by people, constantly going backwards and shaking. The white shirt on his chest had been dyed with blood. At this time, he still supported what he had not fallen, his two stiff legs, the muscles controlled by the survival instincts, and the tight muscles.

The surrounding guards had responded. When they took out their guns and pointed at Carter, Carter threw the black post on the stage. The lighter he already had in his hand was hit by him, and he turned and rushed to the toilet.

The sound of gunfire sounded behind him. He felt that many people were pushing himself, rushed into the toilet half-run and half-fall, and closed the goalkeeper's broom and mop behind the door. The raging flames were devouring his life. At the moment, he didn't feel any discomfort except for the pain that was not weaker than the headache. He pushed open the door of a compartment, turned to sit on the toilet, folded his hands together on his chest, lowered his head and began to meditate on the apocalyptic chapters in the Guart books.

"The gods see the suffering of the world ~ www.readwn.com ~ They want to spread the gods to the earth. They brought the first king and blessed him, so that he has powerful power, intelligent wisdom, and will not lose his determination."

"The gods said to the first king, you want to get everyone out of the tormented life, you have to allow people to eat, to let people have clothes to wear without fear of the cold, and to let people have shelter from the beasts."

"You have to conquer the enemy and cut off their heads to make them fear."

"You have to love others, even if they offend you, you have to ask why."

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When the agents of the Verlier Bureau of Investigation appeared at the scene, there was nothing left to do but a scalp of scalp.

There were thirteen shots in Mennon's body. All the bullets hit his chest. He could not die anymore. The assassin hiding in the toilet was also carried out. The whole person had already been burned into coke. The whole scene, except for a black letter, had nothing valuable.

Damn it ... assassin!