Empire of Shadows

Chapter 199: Transfer and Work [Monthly Ticket 666+8]

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The issue reflected by Lisa is actually the voice of the young people of the Federation in this era of great change. Is the moral bottom line more important, or is making money more important?

Everyone will have different answers at different times and different stages.

Perhaps, as a master said, only when people are well-fed and warmly clothed will they consider the issue of dignity.

Before that, eating enough is the most important thing.

An individual's will is pale and powerless under the impact of a huge era.

Jonny had been a little absent-minded these past few days.

After his fat daughter's boyfriend left, he began to take on all the work himself again, and moved back into that proper bedroom.

He wanted to find two apprentices, partly to help him reduce the heavy workload he was currently facing, and partly to continue to exploit the apprentices.

He couldn't survive without exploitation. Relying solely on the money from selling bread, he couldn't fill the debt he owed Lance.

But his reputation was completely ruined. Even if someone wanted to be an apprentice, they wouldn't choose him.

The Jonny's Bakery case had gone to court, and the content of the case was very bizarre. Whether it was "Goldenport Today" or the newspapers that published job advertisements, they all published this bizarre case.

As more of the inside story of the case was exposed, people not only did not sympathize with Jonny, the "victim," but instead felt that he deserved to die!

Those who had these thoughts were all from the bottom class, and what Jonny wanted to find were precisely the bottom-class apprentices, but he couldn't find them now.

Moreover, some regular customers stopped coming, feeling that buying Jonny's bread was a humiliation to their personality.

The fat daughter was listless. Since her boyfriend left, she had been depressed for a while.

It had been almost a month before she勉强 recovered, but she had no energy to do anything, as if she had lost the vitality of work.

This also made her not notice that Jonny's expression was a little uneasy. He always looked up at the door from time to time, then turned back to do his own thing.

In the afternoon, the heat from the oven in the back kitchen made the whole bakery warm, and the glass windows were covered with a layer of water mist.

The fat daughter was sleeping in the room, and Jonny, clutching a rag, had to wipe the windows from time to time.

A little after three o'clock, a car stopped outside the door. He seemed to become nervous, but soon, he completely relaxed again.

Ethan pushed open the door, and then Lance walked in. His shiny leather shoes made a creaking sound on the floor, and the fur collar of his coat made him look a bit more贵气.

"Good afternoon, Jonny."

Jonny stood by the counter, clutching the rag in his hand. He squeezed out an ugly smile, "Good afternoon, Lance."

Lance nodded and sat down on a chair, "Is my money ready?"

Jonny's body was a little stiff. He held the rag with both hands, as if he wanted to tear it apart, "Lance, I've encountered some trouble..."

Lance shook his head, "That's not the answer I want, Jonny. Is my money ready?"

The calm tone did not have the slightest ripple, just like an ordinary greeting when meeting, without a trace of anger, hatred, or disgust, as ordinary as an ordinary conversation between ordinary people.

Jonny's face was a little pale. He had also heard of Lance's reputation, and he now hated how foolish he had been to treat Lance as an object of exploitation.

"I...I don't have that much money right now, only three hundred yuan..."

Lance stood up, leaning on the corner of the table, "So, there's no money."

Jonny lowered his head, "Yes, I have no money."

Lance showed some regret, "Then, according to the contract, I will apply to auction your house, and I will have the bank send you the extra money."

He was about to leave. Jonny seemed to want to say something, chasing two steps. He wanted to reach out and grab Lance's clothes, but he didn't dare to do that.

"Lance, listen to me, I can definitely pay back this money, but I need some time..." He had the ability to make money, and he could make money. The debt he owed Lance was not much.

Two years, at most three years, he could pay it off. He looked at Lance with pleading eyes, hoping that Lance could...for the sake of past affection, agree.

Lance stopped, turned his head to look at Jonny, "Don't be so naive, Jonny, you know."

"You never had a soft heart, and neither will I." He pinched the crown of his hat and walked out of the door.

Jonny扶着 the table and slumped back into the chair. He couldn't stand up anymore.

Just like when he was a child and made a big mistake, his legs went weak. He lost his house.

Lance drove directly to Parkway Bank, found Manager Jonathan. The cooperation between the Financial Services Company and Parkway had been ongoing, and the cooperation was very pleasant.

The president also talked to Jonathan, believing that he played a key role in this matter.

These loans were actually not much, adding up to only twenty thousand yuan, but they were constantly rolling, and the interest was settled monthly. This provided some new ideas for the Parkway head office, and they were trying to create such a new loan business.

However, there were still some problems that could not be solved, and further research was needed, but they believed that this was a good direction, with low risk, high profits, and fast turnover.

So Jonathan was not only commended by the president, but also known by people in the head office, and he was beaming every day.

New developments and improvements in work will directly reflect on people themselves.

Seeing Lance, he would naturally be very enthusiastic, not only getting up to invite Lance to sit down, but also having someone order two cups of good coffee at the door.

After he finished those things, he asked Lance his intentions, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Lance took out an agreement, "If I apply for court support to auction this house to repay part of the assets he owes me, can I specify which bank to auction it?"

As soon as Jonathan heard it, he knew what Lance meant, "You want to make its price lower than the actual price?"

Lance did not deny it, nor did he admit it, "We have a very pleasant cooperation. Judicial auctions must be entrusted to the bank. It's better to give it to you than to give it to others."

Jonathan thought for a while, "You can apply, but the court may not adopt your suggestion, but I have a new proposal."

He looked at the document and the property rights of the house, "Are you sure you don't need to auction more money?"

Lance nodded, "Fourteen or five hundred is enough."

"Wait for me!" Jonathan left with these two documents. After about seven or eight minutes, he returned here.

"I asked my colleagues about this house. Two thousand yuan is a bit difficult, but eighteen or nine hundred is very easy."

"You mortgage it to us, and then we will execute it, so that we can avoid some links."

Lance didn't care how they operated, he only wanted the result, "Is it too late to operate now?"

Jonathan said with a smile, "You can borrow fifteen hundred yuan from me for a period of twenty-four hours, and then refuse to repay it, and we can fulfill the auction according to the contract."

"If he is not satisfied with the result, he can sue us!"

Jonathan had a general understanding. Obviously, this person named Jonny did not have the ability to do so.

If he wanted to sue the bank, he would have to prepare at least tens of thousands of yuan in lawyer's fees, and he might not be able to win.

After all, Parkway Bank is not Mr. Jobaff's Kinda private bank. Parkway is one of the largest banks in the Federation. They have a mature system for dealing with lawsuits.

Sometimes, even if they are at a disadvantage, they can drag the plaintiff to death with a long lawsuit - the lawyer's fees alone can make some poor people give up after a few times.

Soon the two signed a contract for overnight borrowing. Jonathan gave Lance the money he wanted, "I will have someone mail the extra money after the auction to this Mr. Jonny."

Lance asked with a smile, "About how much will be left?"

Jonathan摸了摸 his pocket and took out a twenty-five cent coin from it, "No more!"

On the way back, Lance saw vehicles printed with the abbreviation of the Hazardous Materials Administration pulling警笛 and擦肩而过. They were very crazy, these "agents."

They出没 in every corner of the port area. The Brotherhood's bars and business places were almost all cleaned up. Although there were a few firefights, the scale was not large.

Big Polly was nothing like the crazy and violent impression he left on people. In fact, no one had seen him for some time.

He seemed to be hiding. Some gangs thought it was wrong to do so. If the Hazardous Materials Administration couldn't find Polly and spread their hatred, it would be a bad thing for them.

And this was not impossible.

This also led to some gangs looking for Polly. Only by handing him over to the Hazardous Materials Administration could the current tense atmosphere be resolved.

But, no one knew where he was, whether he had escaped, or whether he was preparing to do something.

When passing an intersection, Lance asked Ethan to stop the car temporarily, because he saw William.

William was standing on a platform saying something, surrounded by many people.

He was preparing to run for municipal councilor, although he prepared earlier than others.

This was also the daily life of the lowest-level politicians in the Federation. They had no other way to reach more voters. The media and reporters would not waste space on these unknown people.

So, the best and simplest way for them to make themselves known to the public is to explain their political views on the streets of the constituency they plan to target.

William now seems very passionate. Once a man has motivation and passion, he exudes a certain charm.

Even though the weather is now over ten degrees, it still makes people feel a bit cold.

The audience's occasional applause became his best source of energy, and his radiant face showed no signs of the cold.

During his speech, he also saw Lance and greeted him, but didn't leave his spot.

More than a hundred people have gathered here, which is no easy feat. He must seize every opportunity he can get!