This Game is Too Real - Chapter 533 Debt is a knife

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"how is this possible?!"

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

   Governor 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 was over, he couldn't wait to find the manager of the alliance, intending to negotiate with them the ten million chips of principal and interest generated by the 510 million debt.

As the president of the Boulder City Bank, every loan of the alliance comes from him, and he has let his most savvy accountants keep an eye on every account expenditure of the alliance, and even keep an eye on Liszt, No one knows the "financial situation" of the league better than him.

   They will never be able to repay the principal and interest of the 10 million chips at the end of the year!

   An organization that relies on borrowing to develop, how can it be possible to save cash? Not to mention that the huge trade deficit is there, and the hillbillies 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, and they have overdrawn too much future in order to win the war with the Legion. Malvern was right on this point, so he sat confidently opposite Chu Guang.

  For now, shrinking the balance sheet and repaying debts is almost the only way out for the alliance. If they don’t reduce the debt scale to a reasonable range, then wait for bankruptcy!

  Melvin doesn't think these muscular guys know much about economics, but he won't watch this hard-to-build house just fall apart.

   He will help the league pay back the money.

   But the premise is that the alliance has to agree to the conditions he proposed!

   For example, the free exchange of silver coins and chips can be opened, so that part of the bubble of the local currency can be squeezed out of the foreign currency.

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

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

  The hard work of those bulls and horses is of course for themselves, but in the end, isn’t it for the better enjoyment of these gentlemen?

   Going to the ideal city is undoubtedly the ultimate enjoyment!

   However, what he did not expect was that the alliance would pay back the loan that was absolutely impossible to repay? !

   Even the principal and interest that needs to be repaid next year are ready...

   "Do you want to count it?" Looking at the stunned Malvin, Chu Guang smiled lightly and said, "I heard that the chips are produced by something like a black box. There shouldn't be a possibility of forgery, right?"

   "Cough...that kind of thing, I believe of course you will never do it, but..." Malvern couldn't help but look at Chu Guang, "I want to know how this chip came from."

   Looking at Malvin's suspicious expression, Chu Guang smiled and said frankly.

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

  Melvin nodded.

   "Can you tell me then?"

  Chu Guang did not hide it, and simply said frankly.

   "Your shareholder lent it to me."

   Hearing this brazen answer, Malvern's eyes widened, and he no longer cared about being elegant and dignified, and said angrily.

   "How can you borrow new debts to pay off old debts!"

  Chu Guang said with a smile.

   "Our loan agreement only stipulates that we cannot use the debts issued by the Boulder City Bank to repay the loans of the Boulder City Bank. There is no provision that we cannot raise funds through other issuance channels to repay the existing loans."

"But it doesn't solve any problems at all!" said Malvern angrily. "Do you know what you're doing? Your debts will get bigger and bigger, and eventually they will overwhelm you, not just ours. Money, everyone's money will go to waste along with it!"

   He finally began to realize the problem of risk.

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

   However, the man in front of him chose the worst one with his own opinions!

"We can't do anything either," Chu Guang slowed down and comforted him, looking at Malvin whose blood pressure was rising, "Your spending power is too weak, we also want to sell some good things to you, but you Residents can't afford it at all. And it is really difficult to fill in the deficit just by selling some low-value-added basic resources to your factories... With a little common sense, how can sand be more expensive than cement? And you produce almost 100 More than 90 percent of the cement is sold to us, how could we just sell sand to fill this hole?"

  Melvin said angrily.

   "Then you... can't use this method either! What do you call new debts to pay off old debts! This is the most irresponsible way!"

   The reason why he lent money to the league was because he believed the league could repay the money, but now the league's actions had made him wonder if the league had any plans to pay it back!

"But we complied with everything we agreed to," Chu Guang reminded him calmly, smiling at Malvern, "When you asked us to import more of your goods and reduce the trade deficit between us, we But it did."

   And so thoroughly.

The alliance that got a loan of 200 million chips not only obediently turned its surplus into a deficit, but even shot itself in the foot, increasing its labor costs, making the cheap consumer goods of Boulder City more competitive in the alliance's market. getting stronger.

  Melvin stared at Chu Guang with hazy eyes.

   He really couldn't accuse the alliance of being untrustworthy. The alliance even put the principal and interest to be paid next year in front of him, so the heaviest wording he used from beginning to end was just irresponsible.

   There is no doubt that this is immoral.

   Even 10,000 reasons can’t change one thing. The alliance is constantly turning out the inflation caused by its over-issued currency.

   "What about the next year? What about the next year? What about ten years later?"

  Chu Guang said with a faint smile.

   "At that time, there may have been ten or twenty survivor settlements in the alliance. Will we send you this money?"

  Melvin's brows loosened a little, but they were still tight.

  The size of the company and the dividends are two different things. It’s not that the bigger the company, the more money the investors get. Until now, Chu Guang still hasn’t let go of the most fundamental issue—

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

"Yes," Malvin simply admitted without hiding it, "but I'm worried that if you continue to play like this, the bubble may burst before it can be realized. Now I understand your trick, we are using our own credit and endorse your debts."

   "It's too outlandish to say that," Chu Guang coughed lightly and continued in a gentle tone, "Well, I have a proposal to solve your problem of 'earning too much local currency'."

  Melvin unconsciously grasped the armrests of the chair with both hands, and stared at Chu Guang, who was sitting across from him.

   "What proposal?"

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

   As soon as he heard the debt, Malvin got up and left. However, Chu Guang's next sentence made him sit back on the buttocks that had just left the cushion.

   "bonds paid in chips...in fact, we've issued them."

"Why didn't you tell me—" Malvin's eyes narrowed suddenly, looking at the chips on the table, and then looking at Chu Guang, his eyes gradually floated up, "So that's how you got it. The principal and interest received.”

  Chu Guang smiled lightly.

"It's actually quite reasonable, isn't it? Sand can't be more expensive than cement, but roads, railways, houses, and bridges are more expensive than cement. You don't need to repair those things anymore, but we just need them, so you take the local currency you earned. Just buy the bonds we issued."

  Melvin squinted at Chu Guang.

The    Alliance did offer him a solution to the problem, which was to put excess local currency in a pool that was denominated in local currency and would never depreciate.

   Yet this still does not solve any underlying problem.

   Seeing that Malvin was not moved, Chu Guang sighed inwardly, this guy is indeed one of the few understanding people among the nobles in the inner city.

   As he was about to turn around, everyone wanted to step on the accelerator to the end, but he realized that he had to step on the brakes to see the road.

   In terms of ability, neither Old Charlie nor Minister Sun Ruicai are really his opponents. If after the departmental meeting, the alliance really took out the card of shrinking the table, then the alliance would have lost from the beginning.

   But it's not their fault either.

  People from humble backgrounds are naturally radicals. Most of them support vigorous reforms, but are often limited by their own limitations and use old methods drawn from past experience, thus becoming conservatives in action. Or have some foresight, realize that the previous set will not work, take a path that was not envisaged, and finally startle everyone.

   Fortunately, Chu Guang comes from a civilized society. There are many professional and unprofessional players pouring water on the forum, and they are discussing how to make the alliance better every day.

   "Limitations" are things that don't go away by being loud and talking a lot, but can be reduced in communication and communication.

   This kind of game strategy is often born like this.

   "I promise to gradually open the exchange of chips and silver coins in the future. The exchange of silver coins and Cr is of course open to you." Looking at Malvern who was thinking about it, 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 a hint of heat in his calm eyes.

   "I want more than promises," Malvern stared at Chu Guang, "If you say you keep your promises, then write it down on paper."

"no problem."

  Chu Guang nodded happily.

   Seeing such a relaxed statement, Malvin couldn't help but stunned, thinking that there was a fraud, and hurriedly added another sentence.

   "This piece of paper has to be signed with your name!"

   "Haha, that's for sure! Such an important agreement, of course I have to sign my name."

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

"Five years, within five years, we will fulfill all our commitments! It happens that the bonds we issue have a minimum payment period of five years. In this way, you can put bubbles in this bucket called bonds in these five years, Wait until five years later to take them out all at once and exchange them for silver coins, or just Cr...what's the idea?"

  Even though he consciously concealed his joy, Malvern couldn't help but be overjoyed.

   He got up from the conference table and walked towards Chu Guang who also got up, holding his hand with a frown and shaking it vigorously.

   "That's a great idea! As soon as I see the specific documents, I'll help you issue that bond right away...Thank you for being so thoughtful for us!"

  Although we achieved a fairly satisfactory result, Malvern still kept his mind.

   That is to imply that Chu Guang, he will only agree to Chu Guang to help issue bonds denominated in chips after seeing that the verbal promise has become a legal document.

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

  Chu Guang happily took his hand and nodded with a smile.

   "You're welcome, helping you solve the risks is also helping ourselves."

   "What we pursue has always been a win-win situation!"

  …

  Chu Guang did not joke with Malvern, every word he said was the truth.

The    Alliance really doesn't want the Boulder bubble to burst so quickly.

   Even if all the bubbles will burst in the end, it will be after all his plans are completed, and the impact on the alliance will be minimized!

  So, Chu Guang gave Malvern enough attention.

   On the same day, he drafted a plan for "free exchange of chips and silver coins", and generously signed his name on it.

   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.

   In addition, the 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 the chip-denominated bonds issued by the alliance more conveniently, but also freely sell the bonds on the trading platform.

  Complete transactions with just a touch of a finger!

   This seems to have become a high-circulation financial product!

  People who buy bonds don’t have to worry about the five-year investment return period being too long, just sell the bonds they have when they need money.

   Now that there are so many rich people in Boulder City, there will always be bosses who have so much spare money that they have nowhere to spend, and are interested in the spread of those few points!

   As the agency issuer of this "wealth management product", Boulder City Bank can naturally benefit from it, and it doesn't have to take any risks like Liszt.

  Melvin took her precious daughter and a group of bodyguards on the same day and returned to Boulder City excitedly, bringing back this great news.

  He solved a problem that the Boulder Bank had never solved—

   Exchange chips to Cr on a massive scale!

   "Send a written letter to our shareholders! Tell them that there will be a general meeting of shareholders tomorrow at 9:00 am, still in the same place... Not discussing dividends, but more important things than dividends! Tell them that we are about to witness history!"

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

   He can't wait to share the good news with his shareholders!

  Alyssa, who was holding the rag doll, looked at her father with a worried expression, and there was a touch of sadness in her eyes.

   She always gets a little bit of news from the newspapers after everything has happened.

   And his father almost never told her anything about work, so she didn't know what agreement the Alliance and Boulder had reached.

   But Alyssa always has a bad feeling...

   Will it really be so smooth?

  …

   It's not just Eliza who is completely out of the picture, but also a real boss like Vija, the big boss who runs the biggest business in Boulder City.

   And unlike the little girl's blind worry, Weijia's worry is not a castle in the air, but the account book generated by the actual operation of the business!

   And his worries are far more specific than the little daughter of the bank manager who can't see anything.

  The products exported by the factories in Boulder City to the Alliance, or the things that the Alliance voluntarily imported from Boulder City, are mostly settled by chips.

   This is not only the requirement of Boulder City, but also the basic appeal that best serves the interests of most people here.

   After all, no one wants to believe in a currency that is over-issued at will and has no anchor point.

   But now, Weijia found out with tears and laughter that he would rather the alliance company settle the payment in silver coins, and keep the silver coins in the account of the alliance side, even if he did not have the channel to exchange the silver coins directly into chips.

  There is no other reason.

   Chip inflation is too fast!

The raw materials that can be purchased with 1 chip this month will become 2 chips next month. The supplier does not care about him paying with chips, and even asks him to pick up the goods at the railway station of the alliance. , because the road from the Alliance to Boulder is too difficult to walk.

   What if the official alliance has a 1:2 listed exchange rate?

  99% of people can't exchange 1 chip for 2 silver coins!

  If you want to exchange currency, you have to go to the black market, or buy something from the alliance market that you don’t know when it will be sold, and transport it to the Boulder City to slowly reverse.

  Wei Jia himself never thought that he, a food business person, would store a pile of copper mines bought with silver coins in the warehouse...

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

  On the third day after the alliance celebration, and also the second day after the shareholders meeting of Jushicheng Bank, Wei Jia, who was sitting in the office, was staring at the ledger in his hand, pressing his eyebrows with a headache.

   Aaron is his secretary and one of his few confidants.

When    surrounded the city hall, it was this guy who contacted Alec, the captain of the security team at 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?"

  Wei Jia sighed and nodded.

"Um."

  Didiwei Nutritional Cream.

   There was a time when DiDiwei Nutrition Cream relied on the cheap labor and raw material costs in the northern suburbs to squeeze the market of Vijay Business in Boulder City, so he once regarded the DiDiwei guy as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh.

   But fortunately, the idiot of Ditway is obviously not as smart as Liszt, or he is a little bit more brainless. If the league hadn't raised him to a level he shouldn't have, that guy would have been a petty businessman at best in his life.

  Weijia knew very well that the shareholders behind him had actually given the guy a chance, but the guy was very disrespectful and never thought about getting a black card, or taking out a portion of the profits to make money up and down. So he just spent a little bit of tricks, and then he was cleared out from Boulder City along the way.

   But now Weijia is a little envious of that guy.

   I heard that the Didiwei food processing factory has been completely transformed into feed processing and agricultural fertilizers, and it is very popular in the agricultural market of Luoxia Province.

   Maybe this is the so-called industrial upgrading?

   On the contrary, although the factory under his chamber of commerce is also improving the production line, the direction of improvement is completely different.

   For example, a delicious food processing factory.

   In order to allow the survivors of Boulder City to consume the nutritional cream, he had to cut the cost of the nutritional cream. Only in this way can the survivors of the Stone City, whose wages are not high, also consume it. The other part was sold to the Alliance. Although the Alliance's own residents have long stopped eating it, Frostspear Ranch will buy some and mix it with feed to feed cattle, sheep and pigs.

  The average person does not have a foreign exchange quota, but the farms engaged in business and production activities have a foreign exchange quota. As long as the use is declared through formal channels, the payment for goods can be settled with chips.

   But even so, the problem of inflation is too serious, even if the customer delays payment for only a week, the materials that can be bought with this payment will decrease a little bit. It doesn't matter if you can make more next month, but the problem is that the growth rate of profits is getting less and less to keep up with inflation.

   He really didn't know, where did so much money come out of the market? !

He eagerly urged customers to settle the payment, and he had to please those customers, because the export alliance has almost become the only hope for the Weijia firm to maintain profits, and the poor ghosts in the outer city are almost already consuming his products. It has become an impossible thing... Those malnourished things are mixing sawdust into the nutritional cream themselves!

  Viccan felt that an invisible hand was constantly taking away his profits, but he was troubled by the fact that he didn't know what to do?

  The strange alliance is too expensive?

   That was his first-class client!

   If the federation's feed mills and ranches don't import his nutritional paste from tomorrow, he will have to shut down the entire nutritional paste production line!

  Or…

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

   This is a method that is not a solution.

   Although it can solve some production problems, the profit line of the book is reflected in a string of silver coins that cannot be taken away. When thinking of the official exchange rate of 1:2, his shareholders will definitely lose their faces.

   Just when Vijay was having a headache over the pile of accounts receivable on the ledger, the phone rang suddenly.

   didn't dare to take any slights, Weijia knew very well who could call her, so she answered the phone immediately.

"Hey?"

"it's me."

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

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

   Sid didn't talk nonsense with him, he said succinctly.

   "I have 500 million bonds here, the price is favorable, 490 million is sold, you can buy it from the commercial bank."

   Wei Jia, who was worried about the tight cash flow at first, suddenly froze when she heard this, and blurted out her debut.

   "...500 million chips?! Where am I going to find that much money?"

   Realizing that her tone might be a little disrespectful, Wei Jia quickly lowered her posture, bent over to the phone, and said with a bitter face.

   "...Dear Mr. Sid, I don't mean to offend, but the business of the Chamber of Commerce needs funds to buy raw materials, and we can indeed use some of the money to buy bonds...but we have to set aside the production and operation part."

   The key is that a few days ago, he had already bought 500 million for Sid's face, and he really couldn't come up with another 500 million chips!

   Sid was also annoyed.

   He never thought that his good brother Malvin would suddenly give him a knife.

   He still held a debt of 500 million yuan in his hand, and he planned to release it slowly, but the Boulder City Bank also focused on the business of selling alliance bonds on an agency basis.

   How could he pay the price difference?

  When the price difference is not big, any fool knows to go to Malvern to buy it!

   But Sid couldn't say anything.

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

  Melvin's original intention was to let everyone make more money, and Boulder City Bank also had his share of the money earned.

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

"You just lend me the money first. Don't worry about the liquidity. Jushicheng Bank has launched a bond trading platform, which can be traded directly on it. You just need to cash out slowly in the secondary market. If it doesn't work, just Pay with those bonds!"

  Vijay didn't dare to ask Sid why he didn't go to the secondary market to reduce his holdings, because he knew very well that those noble gentlemen would definitely not go to the secondary market to pick up rotten vegetables and eat them.

   In the end, he will most likely have to go to the so-called bond trading platform and play stupid with other bigwigs, or he can only watch the money locked in the account and cannot be moved.

   He doesn't care whether the alliance pays interest or not.

   There is no liquidity. If he doesn’t want to go bankrupt, he can only find a way to sell those bonds, or sell the assets of the firm…

   "Come on, buy a word or not, you don't want me to find someone else." Sid, who said this, was actually a little impatient.

   Does this guy think his wings are hard?

   In the end, Weijia Firm can make so many chips, that is also his own credit and ability. This **** really thinks that he can make money with his little business acumen.

   Not to mention anything else.

  If he hadn't instructed the research institutes in the inner city to re-formulate the dietary standards for nutritional creams, how could the batch of mud from the Weijia firm enter the food troughs of the pigs in the outer city?

   Hearing the impatience in Sid's voice, Vija burst into a cold sweat and said quickly.

   "Buy! I buy!"

   What he was most afraid of was Sid's saying "Find someone else to do it."

  Because he also knew in his heart that what he was doing was not really technical work, and the factories were basically opened in the industrial area of ​​Boulder City. Sid had to weigh in on Liszt, and it was a matter of minutes to get him, even if everyone had a black card.

   "It would be better if I promised earlier." Seeing that his dog's clothes were softened, Sid snorted mockingly and hung up the phone.

   He didn't care how Vijay got the money.

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

   already killed and eaten meat.

   After putting down the phone in his hand, Wei Jia leaned back on the chair limply, feeling as if all his strength was drained.

   Aron looked at him worriedly.

"…boss?"

  Wei Jia rubbed his eyebrows.

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

   Aaron was silent for a while and said silently.

   "But the nutritional cream... can no longer be mixed with water."

   "Are you a pig? When are you going to earn 500 million from that thing?" Wei Jia cursed in frustration, stood up from the chair, and walked to the window.

   He wanted to breathe, but from the reflection on the window, he vaguely saw Ditway's stupid face looking at him with a half-smile.

  Weijia felt a raging fire, but he couldn't vent his anger on the window, so he had to light a cigarette and smoke out the window.

   Aaron stared at the boss's back and said after a while of silence.

   "...There were merchants from the north who asked us if we had any extra production lines that we would like to sell. They were very interested in our mixers, filters, and synthesis furnaces, and they offered a good price."

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

  The Boulder City Bank not only lent money to the alliance, but also lent money to these factories, otherwise they wouldn't be able to grow so fast.

  The loan for part of the equipment has been repaid. Selling that part of the equipment can at least solve part of the problem, and we can find a solution for the remaining funds.

  Weijia looked back at him.

   "They're going to make a nutritional cream?"

   Aron shook his head.

   "No... They want to do feed processing. Recently, the price of corn in the alliance has dropped sharply, and many factories have switched to this. In fact, I think that nutritional paste has not made much profit. Why don't we also switch to feed."

  Vega sighed.

"not that simple."

   As long as he is still setting up a factory in Boulder City, and intends to do business in the market priced by silver coins, he can't escape the sickle either vertically or horizontally.

  The first one is the tariff and the second one is the exchange rate. The import of raw materials is one knife, and the export of finished products is another knife.

  This has nothing to do with producing anything, unless they can produce something that the alliance can't produce at all, otherwise it's unsolvable.

  At least, the boss of a mere business firm can't solve it, unless Boulder City unites from top to bottom to put pressure on the alliance.

  Weijia suddenly had an illusion.

   is not an invisible hand taking his profits.

   Instead, countless invisible hands formed an invisible cage, ruthlessly containing everyone in the city.

   That terrifying thought flashed away, followed by a chill that went deep into the bone marrow.

  The coldness on the back of his neck made Weijia shiver involuntarily. He took two puffs of the cigarette **** in his mouth and threw the unfinished cigarette **** out of the window cursingly.

   "Damn, it's so unlucky."

  Aron looked at him silently.

   "If you don't sell the equipment, you can only borrow money from the Boulder City Bank."

"Sell! Why don't you sell, what's the use of producing so much garbage? No one buys it!" Weijia took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth, took a sharp puff, and suddenly had a plan in his mind, looking at Aaron and said immediately "Wait, there it is! The alliance issues that bond, and we issue it too!"

   Aaron was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said.

   "We? But... who buys it?"

  Who would buy bonds issued by a factory?

   I can't ask Mr. Sid to buy it back...

   That is courting death.

"Isn't it about to pay wages?" Wei Jia laughed and said complacently, "You go to the finance department and ask them to make the IOUs - oh no, bonds, and send them to those poor ghosts, and wait for a while. Okay, I'll even make up for them with interest!"

  Aron looked at the boss intently.

   "But...is this possible?"

  The more than 4,000 employees of Weijia Firm have an average daily salary of 4 chips. Even if each person erases the salary and bonus of 120 chips, they can only make up 480,000 chips.

   It doesn’t even count.

   At least three zeros, right? !

   "I can't do anything either. I can squeeze out a little bit. At least I have to put together the money for the purchase. Those people outside only need cash, and we have to pay the important side first."

  Weijia also had his reasons. After a pause, he said slowly, "As for Mr. Sid's 500 million...that's another account, we'll just ask the president for a loan."

   First borrowed 500 million bonds from Mr. Sid as collateral, and borrowed 500 million from the Boulder City Bank in the name of production, but in fact the 500 million was not used to expand production. He will pay 490 million of them to Mr. Sid, so that over and over, Weijia Firm's account will still have a surplus of 10 million.

  This floating profit is real cash, and the interest generated by the mortgaged bonds is enough to pay the interest of the Boulder City Bank loan.

   Although it sounds like a confused account, Wei Jia believes that Governor Malvern is a person with general knowledge, and it is impossible not to lend him the money.

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

   Actually think about it.

   No money?

   Can't you just borrow it?

  You borrow me and you borrow it, you rot me even worse.

   Having figured out everything, Wei Jia suddenly felt relaxed, happy in body and mind, and her thoughts were clear. Instead of worrying, she laughed out loud.

  The equipment must be sold, of course, it is his own equipment, and what to do with it is his freedom.

   Now there are so many ways to make money, you can make a fortune at the touch of a finger, and only fools do the most thankless stupid jobs.

   Is it more uncomfortable to sell the factory to be a "market merchant"?

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

  The reason why Sid couldn't handle Liszt was because the profiteer of the chicken thief never moved the factory into the city?

   But Wei Jia is a smart person after all. Looking at Aaron who was walking out the door, he suddenly thought of something and immediately stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

  Aron stopped.

   "Do you have any other orders?"

  Vega threw the cigarette **** out of the window, walked over to Aaron with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder.

   "I almost forgot to mention that your salary is paid, including your colleagues' salary and the salary of the security team... Don't worry, follow me, I won't let those who really have the ability suffer."

   Aron nodded.

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

   After all, isn’t it a matter of course?

  …

   Night finally came, and the bell for the shift finally rang.

   handed over the work to the half-aged children, and the day-shift workers lined up to go to Alec to receive last month's wages.

   At first, Sperger was still curious. Today, the moon came out from the west, and the security captain Alec personally went to the battle to send money to everyone, and also brought a group of villains who looked like they were not good people. It wasn't until he received an IOU from Alec that he came back to his senses, my dear, these profiteers are too thieves!

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

  Sberg also honestly accepted the IOUs called bonds, comforting himself that his family was big and that he would not run away. But it's getting weirder as the days go by. I use IOUs today to pay wages, but what will I use next month?

  IOUs of IOUs?

   A group of poor ghosts in tattered clothes walked out of the factory building.

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

   "Lucky! Two cigarette butts!"

   The short man walking beside Kent looked enviously at the cigarette **** in his hand and said with a sip.

   "I bet it fell out of Mr. Vijay's office, only the lord would be so wasteful!"

  This is indeed not far from the adult's office.

  Sberger sighed and muttered.

   "What luck... It's getting colder and colder, it's probably going to snow."

  Kent gave him an impatient look.

"so what?"

   "So... we have to dress thicker."

   "Then go and wear it! You can't even wear clothes!" Kent stared at him with a cigarette **** in his mouth, and his fierce face looked like Alec, the security guard, had been starved for several days.

"Yes…"

   Not wanting to spoil his good mood, Sberg consciously shrank to one side, but his face was full of sadness. Half because of the impending cold weather, and the other half because of the increasingly cold environment.

  The boss has paid his salary.

   But it was an IOU.

   He doesn't know if this thing can be exchanged for dinner, and he doesn't even know if he resigns, the smart Lord Weijia still recognizes the loan.

   And just two days ago, the honorable Mr. House announced another victory for Boulder City on the radio. The wise Governor of Malvern forced the iron lump in the northern suburbs to make concessions and allowed Boulder City to buy the bonds of the Alliance.

This time, Mr. House took a little longer to explain the details, and mercifully unravel the secrets of them for these poor people who have neither culture nor knowledge, but Sperger is not happy at all. not get up.

   After all, no matter how good it is, he can't afford to buy it. Instead, he was forced by his boss to buy another thing - the business debt of the delicious food processing factory.

   With such a long name, it is not a good thing to hear.

   There is no doubt that the bonds of the alliance are not a good thing.

  Sberg couldn't understand, especially not understand that his bosses were already so rich, why should they borrow from them poor ghosts?

   Go back to the leaky house.

   He sat at the table with some resentment, lit the candle that everyone had found for him with a broken match, picked up the pen that everyone had put together to buy, and wrote on the tattered old newspaper.

  […Pol, who got the black card, drank too much that day, and he beat up Stephen, who had bullied him before, who looked like a big rat. Then he looked at Stephen's beautiful wife and daughter in dismay, and untied the belt around his waist... Of course, this was to slap Stephen's **** and make him humiliated in front of his wife and daughter. Bol is as vicious as a wild beast in the jungle. He is an awakener and has the strength. Of course, he can do this, and no one can stop him. 】

   There is no logic to this.

   Anyway, everyone doesn't care about that thing.

   But while he was writing, Sberg still frowned, and couldn't help but cross out the second half and re-write it, whispering as he wrote.

"...but Bol knew in his heart that beating Stephen wouldn't solve any problems, not even taking off the belt and urinating on him. Killing a big rat, no more corpses on the street, and more flies. The boulder The city is still the same megalithic city, everything is the same as before, and nothing will change. Only himself, he has to get out of the giant wall and continue to lose his temper in another place."

"So he found Bill, the unemployed editor, Rudy, the child laborer who was humiliated by Stephen, and Casey, the female worker who was humiliated by the team of security captains and shareholders... He told everyone that one person cannot defeat the claw of death, but if It's a group of people, even the Mother of Deathclaw will be defeated at our feet. We can emulate the alliance, and we can unite! One person is weak, but as long as we are united, Stephen will fear us, all Stephen will! "

   "Go to such a profiteer and aristocratic grandfather!"

   "The Awakened Boer: A story about a poor boy in a slum who accidentally picked up a tube of awakening elixir and knocked down a power armor in the final battle"

  He made the title very long.

   In fact, it could be a little longer, but there is not enough space left at the beginning.

Because there is no money to print, Sberg can only copy two copies, one is sent to the Alliance's "Survivor Daily" for submission, and a sincere postscript is attached, hoping to send the manuscript to the original author for review... If The author's words there.

   If they are willing to publish, maybe they can sponsor themselves some manuscript fees... He doesn't want much, and it is enough to buy some daily necessities.

   He took the other copy himself, and he had to read it to the readers of the "Workers' Daily" - the fellow workers in the Workers' Association.

  Thinking of those outrageous and absurd plots, and the eyes that the coworkers looked at him tomorrow, Sberg felt a little hot on his cheeks.

   But his heart is warm...

  —

   (Thanks to the leader of "Xuezhong" for the reward!!)

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