This Game Is Too Realistic

"How is that possible?!"

Dawn City, the conference room of the Alliance Interior Building.

President Malvern, who was sitting at the conference table, looked at the box full of black and white chips on the table, his eyes almost bulging out.

As soon as the celebration ended, he couldn't wait to find the management of the alliance and planned to negotiate with him the interest on the tens of millions of chips generated by the 510 million debt.

As the president of Boulder City Bank, every loan from the Alliance comes from him. He has asked his most astute accountants to keep an eye on every account expenditure of the Alliance, and even keep an eye on List and Dieter. No one knows the "financial situation" of the alliance better than Wei Wei, these "own people" who have close dealings with the alliance.

They will definitely not be able to repay the interest of the 10 million chips at the end of the year!

How can an organization that relies on debt to grow have a balance of cash? Not to mention the huge trade deficit, the country bumpkins in the northern suburbs have been operating at a loss for a whole year!

In fact, this is a rotten house riddled with debts and deficits. They have overdrawn too much of their future in order to win the war with the Legion. Malvern understood exactly this, so he sat opposite Chu Guang with confidence.

At present, shrinking the balance sheet and repaying debt is almost the only way out for the alliance. If they do not reduce the scale of debt to a reasonable range, then they will wait for bankruptcy!

Malvern didn't think these muscle-brained guys knew much about economic matters, but he wouldn't let this house that was finally built collapse like this.

He will help the league pay back the money.

The premise is that the alliance must agree to the additional conditions he proposed!

For example, opening up the free exchange of silver coins and chips can squeeze out some of the bubbles in foreign currencies.

It would be even better if the exchange of Cr can be further opened up!

If Chu Guang agrees to exchange the chips from silver coins to Cr to pay off the debt, Malvern is even willing to forgive half of the alliance's debt in exchange!

Those cows and horses work hard for themselves, but in the final analysis, isn't it just to let gentlemen like them enjoy better?

Going to Ideal City is undoubtedly the ultimate enjoyment!

What he never thought about was that this loan that was absolutely impossible to repay was actually repaid by the Alliance without missing a penny? !

Even the interest that needs to be repaid next year is ready...

"Do you want to count them?" Looking at the dumbfounded Malwen, Chu Guang smiled slightly and said, "I heard that the chips are produced in black boxes. There should be no possibility of counterfeiting, right?"

"Ahem...I believe you would never do that kind of love, but..." Malvin couldn't help but look at Chu Guang, "I want to know where this bargaining chip came from."

Seeing Malwen's suspicious expression, Chu Guang smiled and said frankly.

"This is a reasonable request. If someone in the league suddenly comes up with a large sum of cash, we will also ask him to explain how the money came from."

Malvern nodded.

"Can you tell me then?"

Chu Guang didn't hide anything and spoke frankly.

"Your shareholders lent it to me."

Hearing this shameless reply, Malvern's eyes widened. He no longer cared about elegance and dignity, and said angrily.

"How can you borrow new debts to repay old debts!"

Chu Guang smiled and said.

"Our loan agreement only stipulates that we cannot use the debt issued by Boulder City Bank to repay the borrowings of Boulder City Bank. It does not stipulate that we cannot raise funds through other issuance channels to repay existing loans."

"But this won't solve any problems!" Malvern said angrily, "Do you know what you are doing? Your debt will become larger and larger, and eventually the debt will crush you, not just us. Everyone’s money will be wasted along with it!”

He finally began to realize the risk.

But what makes him angry is not that the alliance irresponsibly increases its own risks, but that he clearly has a better solution here!

But the man in front of him chose the worst possible way!

"There is nothing we can do," Chu Guang slowed down his tone and comforted him as he watched Malwen's blood pressure rise, "Your spending power is too weak, and we also want to sell some good things." Residents cannot afford it at all. And it is really difficult to make up the deficit just by selling some low-value-added basic resources to your factory... Anyone with a little common sense knows how can sand be more expensive than cement? Almost 90% of the cement is sold to us. How can we fill this hole just by selling sand?”

Malvern said angrily.

"Then you...can't do this! What are you talking about paying back old debts with new debts? This is the most irresponsible approach!"

The reason why he lent money to the alliance was that he believed that the alliance could repay the money. Now, the alliance's actions have made him start to wonder whether the alliance has any intention to repay the money!

"We have kept everything we agreed to," Chu Guang, looking at Malvern with a smile, reminded him calmly, "When you asked us to import more of your stuff and reduce the trade deficit between us, That’s what we did.”

And it was done so thoroughly.

The alliance that took out a 200 million chip loan disobediently turned its surplus into a deficit, and even shot itself in the foot, improving its labor force and making the Boulder City's cheap consumer goods alliance more competitive in the market. Getting stronger and stronger.

Malwen stared at Chu Guang with gloomy eyes.

He really couldn't accuse the alliance of being untrustworthy. The alliance even put the interest to be repaid next year in front of him, so the most important words he used from the beginning to the end were just irresponsible.

There is no doubt that this is unethical.

Even 10,000 reasons can't change a thing. The alliance is constantly pouring out the inflation caused by its over-issuance of coins.

"What about the year after tomorrow? What about the year after tomorrow? What about ten years from now?"

Chu Guang said with a faint smile.

"At that time, the Alliance may already have ten or twenty surviving settlements. Will we give you this little money?"

Malvern's brows relaxed a little, but they were still very tight.

The size of a company and its dividend are two different things. The bigger the company, the more money investors will get. So far, Chu Guang still has not let go of the most fundamental issue——

"Are you worried about the risk of the chips?" Chu Guang keenly saw the worry in his eyes and pointed it out softly.

"Yes," Malvern admitted without hiding anything, "I'm worried that if you guys continue to play like this, the bubble will burst before it can be cashed in. Now I can see your tricks, and we㳎My own letter 㳎, endorsement of your debt.”

"That's too outrageous to say," Chu Guang coughed slightly and continued in a gentle tone, "Well, I have a proposal that can solve your problem of 'making too many coins'."

Malvern's hands unconsciously grasped the armrests of the chair, and his eyes were fixed on Chu Guang, who was sitting opposite.

"What proposal?"

"We're going to issue something called a bond, which you can think of as monetizing debt to a certain extent."

As soon as he heard the debt, Malvern stood up and left. But Chu Guang's next words made him sit back down from the cushion he had just left.

"Bonds that are redeemable in chips...we have actually issued them."

"Why don't you tell me -" Malvin's eyes suddenly narrowed, he looked at the chips on the table, then looked at Chu Guang, his eyes gradually became confused, "I see, you just passed This is the way to get the best news.”

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"This is actually very reasonable, isn't it? Sand cannot be more expensive than cement. Roads, railways, houses, and bridges are more expensive than cement. You no longer need to repair those things. We just need them, so you can use the money you earn to Just use it to buy the bonds we issued."

Malwen narrowed his eyes and stared at Chu Guang.

The alliance did provide him with a solution to the problem, which was to put the excess 㰴 coins into a pool that was denominated in 㳎㰴 coins and would never depreciate.

And this still does not solve any fundamental problems.

Seeing that Malwen was not moved, Chu Guang sighed secretly in his heart. This guy was indeed a rare man among the nobles in the inner city.

Seeing that he was about to turn a corner, everyone else wanted to step on the accelerator, but he realized that he had to step on the brake and look at the road.

In terms of ability, neither Old Charlie nor Minister Sun Ruicai were his opponents. If after the department meeting, the alliance really takes out the card of shrinking the balance sheet, then the alliance will lose from the beginning.

It's not their fault either.

People from humble backgrounds are born to be radicals. Most of them support vigorous changes. However, they are often limited by their own limitations and rely on old methods learned from past experiences, so they become conservatives in action. Either you have some foresight, realize that the previous approach will not work, take an unimagined path, and finally shock everyone.

Fortunately, Chu Guang comes from a civilized society, and there are many professional and unprofessional players on the forum. They discuss how to make the league better every day.

"Limitations" will not disappear just by speaking too loudly and talking too much. They can be reduced through communication.

This is how things like game guides are often born.

"I promise that in the future, I will gradually liberalize the exchange of chips and silver coins. The exchange of silver coins and Cr is also open to you." Looking at Malvin who was thinking in his heart, Chu Guang further threw out the biggest bait.

Chu Guang could feel that when he said these words, Malvin held his breath for a moment, and there was obviously a trace of fire in his calm eyes.

"I want more than just a promise," Malwen stared at Chu Guang intently, "If you say you will keep your word, then write it down on paper."

"no problem."

Chu Guangxin nodded.

Seeing his relaxed expression, Malvin couldn't help but be startled, thinking that there was some deceit in it, and quickly added another sentence.

"You have to sign this paper!"

"Haha, that's for sure! For such an important agreement, I have to sign my name."

Chu Guang laughed happily, looked at Malwen who was completely relaxed, and continued.

"In 㩙 year, within 㩙 year, we will fulfill all our promises! It just so happens that the bonds we issue have a minimum redemption period of 㩙 year. In this way, this year you can put the bubble into this bucket called bonds, After a year, take them out and exchange them for silver coins, or simply exchange them for Cr... What does this mean? "

Even though he consciously concealed his joy, Malvin couldn't help but beam with joy.

He stood up from the conference table and walked towards Chu Guang who was getting up. He held his hand with a relaxed brow and shook his hand.

"This is a great idea! Just look at the specific documents and I will help you issue the bond immediately...Thank you for being so thoughtful for us!"

Although a satisfactory result was achieved, Malvern still had reservations.

That was a hint to Chu Guang that he would only agree to Chu Guang's help in issuing chips-denominated bonds after that verbal promise became a legally binding document.

If the league really intends to become bigger and stronger, it will not make fun of its own laws.

Chu Guangxin held his hand, smiled and nodded.

"You're welcome. Helping you solve the risk is also helping ourselves."

“What we have been pursuing has been a win-win situation!”

…

Chu Guang was not joking with Malwen, everything he said was true.

The league really doesn't want the bubble in Boulder City to be punctured so quickly.

Even if all the bubbles will eventually burst, it will only happen after all his plans are completed and the impact on the alliance will be reduced to a minimum!

Therefore, Chu Guang gave Malvern enough attention.

On the same day, he drafted a plan on "Free Exchange of Chips and Silver Coins" and signed his name on it generously.

As a side agreement, Boulder City Bank will serve as one of the alliance's bond distribution channels, helping the alliance distribute bonds denominated in chips.

Moreover, Boulder City Bank will guarantee that the alliance’s bond trading system can be successfully launched in Boulder City!

In this way, the nobles in the inner city can not only invest in chip-denominated bonds issued by the alliance more conveniently, but also freely list the bonds for sale on the trading platform.

Just move your fingers to complete the transaction!

This has become a highly circulated financial product!

People who buy bonds do not have to worry about the one-year investment return cycle being too long. When they need money, they can just sell the bonds in their hands.

Nowadays, there are so many rich people in Boulder City, and there will always be bosses with a lot of spare money and no place to live, who are interested in the spread of a few points!

As the agent issuer of this "financial management product", Boulder City Bank can also benefit from it without having to bear any risks like Lister.

Malvern happily returned to Boulder City that day with her baby daughter and a group of bodyguards, bringing back the great news.

He solved a problem that had not been solved by all the banks in Boulder City for generations——

Exchange chips into Cr on a large scale!

"Send a written letter to our shareholders! Tell them that the shareholders' meeting will be held at 9 a.m. tomorrow at the same place...it is not about dividends, but love that is more important than dividends! Tell them that we are about to witness history!"

㱗In the ruins only a few streets away from Boulder City, Malvern called his secretary, his face flushed with excitement as he spoke.

He couldn't wait to tell his shareholders the good news!

Alyssa, who was holding the doll, looked at her father worriedly, with a touch of sadness in her eyes.

She always read a little bit of news from the newspaper after everything happened.

And his father almost never told her any professional feelings, so she didn't know what agreement the alliance had reached with Boulder City.

But Alyssa always has a bad feeling...

Will it really go so smoothly?

…

It is not only Alyssa who is completely out of the loop who has similar concerns, but also really respectable figures like Weijia, the big boss who runs the largest business house in Boulder City.

Moreover, with the little girl worrying too much, Weijia's worries were not just castles in the air, but came from the accounts generated by the actual operations of the business bank!

And the issues he was worried about were far more specific than the president's youngest daughter who couldn't see anything.

Most of the products exported by the factories and alliances in Boulder City, or the things imported from Boulder City by the alliance, are settled with chips.

This is not only the requirement of Boulder City, but also the basic demand that best suits the interests of the majority of people here.

After all, no one wants to trust a currency that is issued at will and has no anchor.

Now, Weijia discovered to his amazement that he would rather settle the payment with silver coins from the alliance company and deposit the silver coins in the alliance's account, even if he did not have a direct way to exchange the silver coins into chips.

There is no other reason.

Chip inflation is too fast!

This month you need 1 chip to buy 㳔’s raw materials, but next month it will be 2 chips. The supplier doesn’t like to pay attention to him who pays with 㳎 chips, and even requires him to go to the alliance’s train station to pick up the goods. Because the road from Alliance (Boulder City) is too difficult to walk.

So what if the league officially has a listing exchange rate of 1:2?

99% of people cannot exchange 1 chip for 2 silver coins!

If you want to exchange currency, you have to go to the black market, or buy some things from the alliance market that you don't know when they will be sold, and transport them to Boulder City to slowly move around.

Weijia himself didn't even think that he, a food businessman, would store a bunch of copper ore bought with silver coins in his warehouse...

"Aaron, do you believe it? I sometimes envy my competitors."

On the third day after the alliance celebration, which was also the second day after the shareholders meeting of Boulder City Bank, Weijia, who was sitting in the office, was staring at the account in his hand, pressing his eyebrows with a headache.

Aaron is his secretary and one of his few confidants.

When the City Hall was surrounded, it was this guy who contacted Alec, the captain of the security team of the factory, and planned everything behind the scenes.

Hearing the boss's voice, Aaron was slightly stunned and asked in a low voice.

"You mean...Mr. Ditway?"

Weijia sighed and nodded.

"Um."

Didiwe Nutritional Cream.

There was a time when Didiwe Nutritional Cream relied on the cheap labor and raw materials in the northern suburbs to squeeze out the market of Weijia Trading Company and Boulder City. Therefore, he once regarded the Didiwe guy as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his side.

But fortunately, that idiot Ditwee was not as smart as Liszt, or rather he was a bit more stubborn. If the league hadn't praised him to a level he shouldn't have, that guy would have been a small businessman at best in his life.

Weijia knew very well that the shareholders behind him had actually given that guy a chance, but that guy was very disrespectful and never thought of getting a black card or spending part of the profits on it. So I just used some tricks and cleared him out of Boulder City.

But now Weijia was a little envious of that guy.

I heard that Didiwei Food Processing Factory has completely transformed and started to produce feed processing and fertilizers for agricultural products. The agricultural market in Luoxia Province is booming.

Maybe this is the so-called industrial upgrading?

On the contrary, although the factories under his chamber of commerce also improved their production lines, the methods of improvement were completely different.

For example, Tasty Food Processing Factory.

In order to allow the survivors of Boulder City to consume the nutritional cream, he had to reduce the cost of the nutritional cream. Only in this way could the survivors of Boulder City with low incomes also afford it. The other part, which is of slightly better quality, is sold to the Alliance. Although the Alliance's own residents have stopped eating that food, Shuangmai Ranch will buy some mixed feed to feed cattle, sheep and pigs.

Ordinary people do not have foreign exchange quotas, but ranches operating production activities do have foreign exchange quotas. As long as they declare their destination through formal channels, they can use chips to settle the payment.

Even so, the inflation problem is too serious. Even if the customer delays payment by just one week, the amount of materials that can be purchased with this payment will be slightly reduced. It doesn't matter if you can make more next month, but the problem is that the growth rate of profits is increasingly unable to keep up with inflation.

He really didn't know where so much money came from in the market? !

He eagerly urged customers to pay, and had to please those customers, because the export alliance has almost become Weijia Commercial Bank's only hope to maintain profits, and counting on the poor people in the outer city to consume his products has almost become impossible. It became an impossible thing... Those malnourished things all mixed sawdust into the nutritional ointment!

Wei Jianeng felt that an invisible hand was constantly taking away his profits, and what troubled him was that he didn't know what to do at all?

Is it because the alliance makes too much money?

That's his top customer!

If all feed processing plants and ranches in the alliance stop importing his nutritional paste from tomorrow, he will have to shut down the entire nutritional paste production line!

or……

Let's settle the payment with silver coins next month.

This is not a solution.

Although it can solve the problem of an industrial property, what is reflected in the profit line of the ledger is a string of silver coins that cannot be taken away. Thinking of the official exchange rate of 1:2, his shareholders will definitely be ashamed.

Just when Weijia was having a headache due to the pile of accounts receivable in her account book, the phone suddenly rang.

Not daring to be negligent, Wei Jiamin knew who could call him, so he immediately answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"it's me."

Hearing Sid's voice, Vijia's face was immediately filled with a smile.

"Mr. Sid, what brought you here... Do you have any orders?"

Sid didn't talk nonsense to him and spoke concisely.

"I have 500 million bonds here at a favorable price. I sell them for 490 million. You can buy them according to the commercial bank's account."

Weijia, who was originally worried about the tight cash flow, suddenly felt a thump in her heart when she heard these words and blurted out.

"...500 million chips?! Where can I find that much money?"

Realizing that her tone might be a bit disrespectful, Weijia quickly lowered her posture, bent over the phone, and said with a grimace.

"... Dear Mr. Sid, I mean no offense, but the operation of the Chamber of Commerce requires funds to purchase raw materials. We can indeed use part of the money to buy bonds... but we have to set aside part of the money for industrial operations. "

The key is that a few days ago, he already bought 500 million for Sid's sake, and he really couldn't get another 500 million in chips!

Sid was also annoyed.

He never thought that his brother Merle would suddenly give him a piece of cake.

He still had a debt of 500 million yuan in his hand, and he planned to sell it out slowly, but it turned out that Boulder City Bank was also eyeing the business of selling alliance bonds on an agency basis.

How can he pay the price difference?

When the price difference is not big, any fool would know to go to Melbourne to buy it!

But Sid didn't say anything.

After all, he himself is also one of the shareholders of Boulder City Bank.

Mel's original intention was also to enable everyone to earn more, and he also had a share of the money earned by Boulder City Bank.

Seeing that Weijia did not readily agree, although Sid was unhappy, he still said patiently.

"You just need to lend me the money first. Don't worry about liquidity. Boulder City Bank has launched a bond trading platform, which can be connected to trade. You can just cash out slowly in the first-level market. It's really not possible. , just use those bonds as payment!”

Weijia was trembling and did not dare to ask Sid why he did not go to the first-level market to reduce his holdings, because he knew in his heart that those nobles would not go to the first-level market to pick up rotten leaves and eat them.

In the end, he will most likely have no choice but to go to the so-called bond trading platform and join in the fun with other swindlers, or he can only watch helplessly as the money is locked in the account and cannot be moved.

He no longer cares whether the alliance pays interest or not.

Without liquidity, if he does not want to go bankrupt, he can only find a way to sell off those bonds or sell off the assets of the firm...

"Hurry up, or give me a word, if you don't want to fuck me, find someone else." Sid, who said this, was actually a little impatient.

Does this guy think his wings are stiff?

After all, the fact that Weijia Trading Company can make so many chips is all due to his own merit and ability. This bitch really thinks he can make money with just his little ingenuity.

Don’t talk about anything else.

If he hadn't instructed the research institute in the inner city to re-formulate the consumption standards of nutritional paste, how could the batch of mud from Weijia Trading Company end up in the feeding troughs of the pigs in the outer city?

Hearing the impatience in Sid's tone, Vijia broke into a cold sweat and said quickly.

"Buy! I buy it!"

What he fears most is Sid's words about finding someone else to do it to.

Because he knew in his heart that what he was doing was really not a technical job, and the factories were basically located in the industrial zone of Boulder City. Sid has to think carefully about Liszt. It's a matter of time to decide who he is, even if everyone has a black card.

"If you had promised earlier, you would have given up." Seeing that his dog had softened, Sid snorted mockingly and hung up the phone.

He didn't care how Weijia got the money.

If he knew how to behave, why would he keep that dog?

They have already been killed and eaten.

After putting down the phone in his hand, Weijia leaned limply on the chair, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

Aaron looked at him worriedly.

"...boss?"

Weijia rubbed her eyebrows.

"At least...we have to get over the current difficulties."

Aaron was silent for a while and said silently.

"But the nutritional ointment...you can't mix it with water anymore."

"Are you a pig? When will you earn 500 million with that thing?" Weijia cursed angrily, stood up from the chair and walked to the window.

He originally wanted to get some air, but in the reflection on the window, he vaguely saw Ditwe's stupid face looking at him with a half-smile.

Weijia felt a burst of anger, but she didn't want to vent her anger on the window. She just lit a cigarette and started puffing out the window.

Aaron stared at the boss's back and said after being silent for a while.

"... Recently, there were businessmen from the north who asked us if we had any spare production lines that we were willing to sell. They were interested in our mixers, filters, and combined furnaces, and the price they offered was also good."

Those equipments were from the honeymoon period of the trade between the alliance and Boulder City. In order to expand their production, they borrowed money from the Boulder City Bank to buy them.

Boulder City Bank not only lent money to the alliance, but also lent money to their factories, otherwise they would not have been able to develop so fast.

The loan for one piece of equipment has been paid off, and by selling that piece of equipment, at least one piece of the problem can be solved, and the remaining funds can be used to figure out a solution.

Weijia turned around and glanced at him.

"They are going to make nutritional cream?"

Aaron shook his head.

"No... they want to do feed processing. Recently, the price of corn in the alliance has plummeted, and many factories have transformed into this industry. In fact, I think there is not much profit left in nutritional creams, so we might as well transform into feed."

Vega sighed.

"It's not that simple."

As long as he still runs a factory in Boulder City and plans to do business in the market where silver coins are priced, he will not be able to avoid the sickle.

The first one is tariffs, and the second one is exchange rate. The import of raw materials is one 㵕, and the export of finished products is another 㥕.

This has nothing to do with what they produce. Unless they can produce something that the alliance cannot produce at all, otherwise this is unsolvable.

At least, he, the owner of a mere trading firm, cannot solve it unless the Boulder City unites from top to bottom to put pressure on the alliance.

Weijia suddenly had an illusion.

It wasn't an invisible hand taking away his profits.

Instead, there were countless invisible hands that built an invisible cage and ruthlessly contained everyone in the city.

That terrible thought passed away in a flash, followed by a bone-deep chill.

The coldness on the back of her neck made Weijia shiver unconsciously. She took two strong puffs on the cigarette butt in her mouth, then threw the unfinished cigarette butt out of the window with a curse.

"Damn, this is so unlucky."

Aaron looked at him silently.

"If we don't sell the equipment, we will have no choice but to borrow money from the Bank of Boulder City."

"Sell! Why not sell it? What's the use of producing so much garbage? No one will buy it!" Weijia took out another cigarette, held it in his mouth, took a deep puff, and suddenly had a plan in mind. He looked at Aron and immediately Said, "Wait a minute, yes! If the alliance issues bonds, we will issue them too!"

Aaron was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly.

"Us? But...who will buy it?"

Who would buy bonds issued by a factory?

You can't ask Sid to buy it back first...

That is seeking death.

"Aren't wages going to be paid?" Weijia chuckled and said smugly, "Hurry up and find the finance department and ask them to make a piece of - oh no, bonds and distribute them to those poor people. After a while, As time passes, I will pay them back with interest!”

Aaron looked at his boss intently.

"But...is this okay?"

Weijia Commercial Bank has more than 4,000 employees with an average daily salary of 4 chips. Even if each person wipes out the salary and bonus of 120 chips, they can only collect 480,000 chips.

No need to calculate this.

There must be at least three zeros missing, right? !

"I can't help it. I can squeeze out a little bit. At least I have to put in the money for the purchase. Those people outside only want cash, so we have to pay the most important things first."

Weijia also had his reasons. He paused and said slowly, "As for Mr. Sid's 500 million...that's a separate account. We'll just ask the president for a loan."

First, borrow 500 million chips from Mr. Sid as collateral, and borrow 500 million from Boulder City Bank in the name of real estate, but in fact the 500 million will not be used to expand the real estate. He will pay 490 million of it to Mr. Sid. In this way, Weijia Commercial Bank will still have a surplus of 10 million in its account.

This floating profit is real cash, and the interest on the mortgaged bond assets is enough to pay the interest on the loan from Boulder City Bank.

Although it sounds like a confusing account, Weijia believes that Governor Merle is a man of general knowledge and it is impossible not to lend him the money.

You, Boulder City Bank, don’t recognize the bonds you sell on your own behalf, right?

Actually, think about it.

No money?

Can't we just borrow it and be done with it?

If you borrow it, I will borrow it. If you suck, I will suck even more.

After thinking about it for a while, Weijia suddenly felt relaxed, physically and mentally happy, and her thoughts were clear. Not only was she no longer worried, she even laughed out loud.

Of course the equipment has to be sold. It is his own equipment and he is free to dispose of it.

Nowadays, there are so many ways to make money, and you can make a fortune with just a snap of your fingers. Only fools do the most thankless and stupid work.

Wouldn’t it be more comfortable to sell the factory and become a businessman?

Moreover, the lighter the asset, the faster it runs.

The reason why Sid couldn't control Liszt was because that traitorous businessman never refused to move the factory into the city?

But Weijia was a smart man after all. Looking at Aaron walking out of the door, he suddenly thought of something and immediately called him out.

"Wait a moment."

Aaron stopped.

"Do you have any other instructions?"

Weijia threw the cigarette butt out of the window, walked up to Aaron with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I almost forgot to mention that your salary will still be paid, including the salary of your colleagues and the salary of the security team... Don't worry, follow me, I will not let the truly capable people suffer."

Aaron nodded.

He didn't ask his boss about it at all.

After all, isn’t that a given?

…

Night finally fell, and the shift bell finally rang.

After handing over the work to the half-grown children, the workers in the Yi class lined up to go to Alec to collect last month's wages.

At first, Sberg was still in Minqi, but today the moon came out in the west. The security captain Alec personally went to the battle to distribute money to everyone, and he also brought a group of villains who looked like they were not Minqi. It wasn't until he received a note from Alec that he came to his senses, "Guys, these profiteers are such thieves!"

Everyone was exhausted and had little energy. Some wanted to complain, but no one was willing to come forward. Some people readily accepted the offer, probably out of trust in the boss.

Sberg also dutifully accepted the note called the bond, comforting himself in his heart that as he had a big business, he would not really default on his debt and run away. But these days are getting weirder and weirder. Today I use 㫠bar to pay my salary, but what will I use next month?

Is it the same thing?

A group of poor people wearing rags walked out of the factory.

Kent, who was not far away, suddenly squatted down quickly. Just when Sperger thought he had picked up the money, he saw him excitedly holding a cigarette butt high and stuffing it into his pocket.

"Lucky! Two cigarette butts!"

The short man walking next to Kent glanced at the cigarette butt in his hand with envy, sipped it and said.

"I bet that fell out of Mr. Weijia's office. Only that gentleman would be so wasteful!"

It's really not far from the lord's office.

Sperger sighed and muttered.

"How lucky you are...it's getting colder and colder, it's probably going to snow."

Kent gave him an impatient look.

"so what?"

"So...we have to wear thicker clothes."

"Then go put it on! You don't even know how to put on clothes!" Kent stared, with a cigarette butt in his mouth, and his sinister face looked like the head of the security guard, Alec, who had been starved for several days.

"yes……"

Not wanting to ruin his mood, Siberg consciously shrank to one side, but his face was full of sadness. Half of it is due to the upcoming cold weather, and the other half is due to the increasingly cold environment.

The boss has paid wages.

But it was an IOU.

He didn't know whether this thing could be exchanged for dinner, and he didn't know whether the smart Mr. Weijia would recognize the loan if he resigned.

Just two days ago, the respected Mr. House announced another victory for Boulder City on the radio. The wise Governor of Melbourne forced the iron knot in the northern suburbs to make concessions and allowed Boulder City to purchase the alliance's bonds.

This time, Mr. House took longer to explain the ins and outs of it, and mercifully revealed the secrets to poor people like them who were neither educated nor knowledgeable. However, Sperger was not happy at all. Can't get up.

After all, he couldn't afford that thing no matter how cheap he was. Instead, his boss forced him to buy another thing - the operating debt of Weiwei Food Processing Factory.

With such a long name, it sounds like it's not a weird thing.

There is no doubt that the alliance's bonds are nothing.

Sberg couldn't understand, especially his bosses, who were already so rich, why did they still need to borrow money from poor guys like them?

Return to the leaky house.

He sat at the table with some resentment, lit the candle that everyone found for him with a broken match, picked up the pen that everyone pooled their money to buy, and scribbled on the tattered old newspaper.

[...Boll, who got the black card, drank too much that day. He beat up the boss who had bullied him before, the rat-like Stephen. Then he looked at Stephen's beautiful wife and daughter with annoyance, and took off the belt around his waist... Of course, this was to slap Stephen's ass hard and make him embarrassed in front of his wife and daughter. Bol is as ferocious as a wild beast in the jungle. He is an awakened person and has the strength. Of course he can do this. No one can stop him. 】

There's no logic to this.

Anyway, no one is looking at that thing.

However, as he continued to write, Sberg frowned and couldn't help but cross out the second half of the sentence and start writing again, muttering in a low voice while writing.

"...But Bol actually knew in his heart that beating Stephen would not solve any problems, even if he took off his belt and peed on him. Killing a big rat would only add more corpses and more flies to the street. Boulder City is still the same Boulder City, nothing will change. Only he has to get out of the giant wall in despair and continue to lose his temper in another place. "

"So he found Bill, the unemployed editor, Rudy, a child worker who had been humiliated by Stephen, and Cathy, a female worker who had been humiliated by the security captain and shareholders... He told everyone that one person cannot defeat the Death Claw, but if As a group of people, even the Deathclaws will be defeated at our feet. We can follow the example of the Alliance, and we can also unite! One person is weak, but as long as we unite, Stephen will be afraid of us, and all Stephen will be! "

"Go to hell with the profiteers and aristocratic grandfather!"

"Boll the Awakener: The story of a poor boy from the slums who accidentally picked up a tube of awakening elixir and beat a powered armor to the ground in the final battle"

He wrote the title very long.

It could actually be longer, but there isn't enough space left at the beginning.

Because he had no money to print, Sperger could only write two copies. One was sent to the Alliance's "Daily Survivor" for submission, and he also attached a sincere postscript, hoping to send the manuscript to the original author for review... ...if the author were there.

If they are willing to publish, they may be able to sponsor him with some royalties... He doesn't want much, just buying some daily necessities is enough.

He had to keep the other copy for himself, and he had to read it to the readers of the Workers' Daily - the people in the Workers' Association.

Thinking of those outrageous and ridiculous plots and the eyes of his co-workers looking at him tomorrow, Sberg felt his cheeks feel a little hot.

But his heart felt warm...

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(Thanks to the leader of "Snow Tomb" for the reward!!!)