Seeing Leo walking over with a smile on his face, Brad felt as if he was seeing a demon and couldn't help but take a half-step back timidly.
This fat little fat guy's eyes were closed when he smiled. No matter how you looked at the expression on his face, you thought he was a little fox who saw a fat chicken being brought to his mouth. It seemed that this little fat guy couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth and squinted.
His eyes sparkled.
President Prague felt as if he was the prey of a wild beast.
This feeling passed by in a flash, and President Brad reacted immediately, but he couldn't help but secretly feel a little funny: This is just a little fat man, at most a smart little fat man, not a tiger, what is there to be afraid of?
I was frightened by a teenage child. If word spread, what dignity would I have as a president?
It must be because of the great pressure these past two days, jingshén is a little weak, well, that must be it~!
At this time, Leo came quickly and handed over his business card with a smile, nodded and said: "Uncle President, my nephew has just opened a company, please take care of me, take care of me, haha, hahaha...
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Seeing him look like an insurance salesman, Brad couldn't help but smile to himself: When this little fat guy was in the Caribbean, he used to speculate on tomatoes for a while, and the trend even spread throughout Lingshan.
Tomatoes collected for a few gold coins can be sold in hundreds or thousands. The profit is said to be huge. It is true that a lot of money has been made.
Unexpectedly, after he tasted the benefits, he actually regarded himself as a businessman and started a company seriously.
President Bullard chuckled with interest, but immediately after taking the business card, his hand suddenly felt heavy.
Brad looked down, and his eyes were dazzled by the dazzling light reflected from the business card. Suddenly he realized that the business card was... actually made of pure gold~!
It weighs three to two taels, and not only that, the business card is also inlaid with countless diamonds.
When it is illuminated by the sun, it immediately reflects countless dazzling rays of light, as if countless stars and sunlight are shining together.
It was so dazzling that it nearly blinded him.
The words "Chairman Leo" are spelled out from hundreds of broken bricks, with beautiful and complicated patterns engraved on the side, and a large flying eagle logo on the back.
Brad couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I'm done~!
Not to mention the value of its pure gold and diamonds, this kind of business card can be exchanged for a luxurious brand-name sports car just because it has such artistic value.
And this little gangster actually handed out business cards made of pure gold and diamonds everywhere.
This little hooligan is so wealthy~!
I knew it was Chairman Leo showing off, but I didn't know. I thought this guy was a philanthropic boy, a first-class prodigal.
Although we know that this little fat man is a good businessman, the tomato crisis that brought disaster to the entire Semitic tribe was born from his hands, but many people went bankrupt.
And we also know that he is the young prince of the Ruman Empire, the second in line of succession, and the future Emperor of Ruman.
On the human side, Fiona and the others opened some kind of company, and they started selling stuff to the Semitic side.
In Brad's opinion, this little hooligan is at most a speculator, relying on his family connections to resell some approval documents, in-demand goods, buy and sell national supplies, and use his connections to smuggle and evade taxes, etc., to make a little money.
There are also many aristocratic sons like this in the Semitic tribe. They all rely on their father's influence or family power to make some money.
President Bullard looks down on this kind of people. As a noble, whether he joins the army or joins politics, he always takes up the responsibility of his nobles.
And this kind of person who takes advantage of the country, eats the blood and sweat of the people, and lives a life of luxury and lust is simply a worm in the country. The Semitic people were brought to this point by these lazy and lazy guys.
But looking at Leo taking out such a super business card at this time, I couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. No one in the Semitic tribe could afford this skill. It seemed that they were not afraid of the wind attracting the wind.
Does this little fat guy really have any extraordinary abilities?
At this time, Leo nodded and bowed with a flattering smile, and handed two business cards to the Minister of Finance and the Minister of the Interior next to him.
President Bullard took a peek and found that although the two business cards were also golden and dazzling and valuable, they were not as precious as his own.
Only then did he feel relieved. It turned out that this little guy wasn't too rich after all~!
But seeing the Secretary of the Interior carefully put the business card into his arms, pressed it from the outside, and then bowed respectfully to Leo, President Bullard was suddenly shocked and reacted: I'm going to do it.
This little fat guy is trying different ways to bribe~!
He couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. He turned his head and looked at Fiona who was not far away inquiringly, wondering if this was a deliberate joke by Fiona to make herself happy.
But then Fiona gave him a firm look and asked him to wait patiently.
Brad couldn't help but lament in his heart: He had come here peacefully all his life, married a perfect wife, had an official position that was not high but definitely not low, and gave birth to a beautiful and lovely daughter...
I didn’t expect that at my current age, I would be in danger of dying.
If that was all, forget it, I was also thinking about the Semitic people and the future.
But I still have to discuss business with a child.
If this spreads out, I wonder what others will think? Will it leave a laughing stock in the history books?
But now that the matter has come to this, he has no intention of turning back. The interim government cannot go bankrupt and liquidate just three days after its establishment. As a president, he cannot pay wages to his officers and soldiers, so why should he sleep on the streets?
Thinking of this, Brad took a deep breath, and then said: "Uh, Guangguang, I heard that you have a way to solve our government's current financial crisis?"
Leo widened his eyes at that moment and said seriously: "Sorry, my name is Leo, Lei Guangguang is just a vest trumpet that I came out to play, and now I have become famous and retired from the world.
I am the chairman and general manager of the Flying Eagle Multinational Trust Group. You can call me Chairman Leo."
Brad couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, looking at Leo's dark eyes with a serious look on his face. He had to admit defeat at that moment, raised his hand and said: "Okay. Chairman Leo, you have a way to solve the problem of our government."
Current fiscal crisis?”
President Brad himself found it a little funny that he was discussing serious business with a kid who was only 14 or 15 years old.
Leo smiled proudly and said: "Of course, although our company does not have a long history and has only been established for four or five years, it has a wide range of interests.
The group's business projects include farmland, water conservancy, steel, metallurgy, energy, mining, transportation, finance and insurance, real estate, metallurgy research and development, machinery manufacturing, ships, bridges, highways, railways, communications, chemicals, daily necessities... and so on.
etc... (one hundred words are omitted here) and other aspects.
Covers the first, second, third and third major industries of human society.
Although the registered capital is only 30 million gold coins, under the leadership of the chairman, the employees of the company are closely united and united. In the past few years, they have been forging ahead and developing with determination, and the group has grown rapidly.
According to statistics last year, the total asset market value of the listed companies of the group company is approximately 80 billion gold coins, ranking first among the world's top 500 companies..."
Hearing this, everyone in Brad couldn't help but gasped: Eighty billion gold coins~!
What kind of concept is this? Even if the entire tax for a thousand years is nothing more than this. No wonder the expeditionary force cannot defeat humans?
It only took humans a few years to create such a huge group.
Just throwing money at them was enough to kill the Semitic expeditionary force three times and take away the rich ones.
And this is just a company. If it were the Ruman Empire where the Flying Eagle Group is located, how powerful would it be.
Human beings are indeed amazing~! (Of course, this is also because he does not understand the three different concepts of asset market value, stock market value, and real value.)
If only...if only there was a company like this in Semitria.
President Bullard couldn't help but think about it for a moment. If the Semitic people also had a Flying Eagle Group, even if it was only one-third of the wealth of the Flying Eagle Group, it would not be as financially bankrupt as it is now.
But then, Brad couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: If such a company were in the Semitic tribe, before he could get fatter, someone would already have red eyes and blood, take out a knife and kill their fat pig.
And this is also the reason why the Semitic people have never had any famous company names.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.
At this time, I heard Leo continue to say: "Our company has always adhered to the universal values such as pioneering and innovation, integrity and trustworthiness, unity and collaboration, and people-oriented, actively exploring, and constantly innovating..."
When Mr. Lei spoke, he was like the water in the Yangtze River that was surging incessantly, or like the Yellow River that was flooding out of control.
Brad listened for a long time out of politeness, and suddenly felt that his brain was getting bigger: Good guy, this is completely the style of a government report.
I can’t stand it no matter who I put it on~!
He secretly glanced at the other two people next to him, and saw that their faces were also pale, and he felt a little better.
Fiona was a little unhappy at the moment when she saw that Leo was having a hard time there, and that her father and the two ministers were too country bumpkin, with their mouths wide open and expressions of dementia on their faces.
Although they are really country bumpkins, it would be a bit embarrassing for Lei Er to shake them like fools.
Therefore, she sneered and interjected: "Your Eagle Company is so powerful, why is it registered in the Cayman Islands?"
Leo hesitated for a moment, and then glared at Fiona as if his tail had been stepped on. She obviously had shares in this company, so why was her elbow turned outward at this time?
But Brad and the two ministers looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces: Is there any necessary connection between the place of registration and the company?
Why is it that when he talks about this, the big chairman is speechless as if he has been stabbed?
Leo smiled awkwardly at this time and said bravely: "It's actually nothing, it's just to facilitate the flow of funds and reasonably avoid taxes..."
Brad and his ministers looked at each other. Although they didn't quite understand the tricks in the company, they also knew that another meaning of 'reasonable tax avoidance' was actually 'tax evasion'.
However, they didn't take it seriously, and they didn't even know that although the problem was small, it was just like a child who hates being told that he peed his pants, but he always claimed to be a "national entrepreneur" with a very conscience.
Capitalist's Scars of Mr. Lei.
Seeing that Leo was speechless, Brad hurriedly interrupted and said: "Lei... Chairman Leo, let me ask you, do you have a solution to our government's financial crisis?"
As he spoke, he looked at Leo with an eager look.
Leo shook his head at the moment and said: "Tickling, scratching... uh... you don't understand, right? Just don't understand. In fact, these are words. It means 'no'. Hahaha
Ha ha……"
The laughter was filled with the sense of superiority felt by a senior intellectual over an illiterate country bumpkin.
Brad was immediately disappointed and murmured: "That's it."
Suddenly, he didn't even have the energy to complain.
Leo couldn't help but smile strangely at this time and said: "I have a way to help you find a solution to the government's financial crisis."
Monier couldn't help but was stunned. He lost his voice and said: "Is there any difference between the two?"
Leo chuckled and said: "Of course this is different. I have a way to solve it. It means that I will help you solve it. And help you find a solution. It means that you are the main person in this matter. This is what our company has always said.
Adhering to the concept and approach of putting people first and respecting your country’s sovereignty.”
Monir was confused and wanted to ask again. But Brad beside him had already interrupted him impatiently and said, "Why do you care so much?"
Then he turned to look at Leo and said, "Chairman Lei Da, stop fussing about words and tell me what the solution is."
Monier had no choice but to shut his mouth and stood aside again.
Tongguo and the two of them, you can see the difference between civil servants and politicians. Civil servants always want to know what is going on with qingchu, but politicians... don't care what it is, as long as they can help themselves wipe their butts
Just be clean.
Leo chuckled and said, "Actually, it's not that you don't have money, it's just that you can't see the money."
Brad couldn't help but glance at Monier and thought to himself: Do we have money?
Monier smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Leo immediately clapped his hands and said loudly: "Bring me the map."
Brad couldn't help but be startled, and then he saw two attendants walking in carrying a huge map board.
They placed the drawing board directly in front of the table, bowed to everyone, and then retreated.
Leo took small square steps and came to the map, then picked up the baton placed aside and said: "Everyone, please take a look, this map is a map of the Semitic continent compiled based on existing data.
Geography and resource distribution map.
I've marked most of them."
He paused for a moment, then gestured on the map with his baton and said: "I found that our Semitic people also have a vast land and rich mineral resources, but the mining technology is quite backward. Even though there are many rich ores, most of them are lost because of manpower.
Due to technical reasons, it can only be buried underground and wasted in vain."
President Bullard stepped forward, looked at the map carefully, and then said: "But these places are not in our hands."
Leo curled his lips and said: "Let me correct you, it's not in our hands right now. Let's take a longer-term view, old man."
President Bullard grinned dumbfounded and said, "What do you want?"
Leo smiled and said: "I think, let's sell these mineral mining rights first, and after we occupy them, we can sit down, mine slowly, and make a fortune together."
Brad turned his head and thought for a moment, and then looked at Leo, as if he was looking at an idiot. There are still people who would actually pay for something that is not certain. What is he if he is not an idiot?
He was very doubtful in his heart. Was Leo just bragging when he said that his company was powerful?
But...but having said that, since this little fat guy wants to be a hero, there's nothing that Uncle Brad can do about it, right?
If it were in the past, Brad might have shown kindness and tried to persuade him, but now that he is in the high position of the president, he is already a professional politician. As we all know, politicians have no moral integrity.
Therefore, he hesitated and said: "How much do you plan to spend to buy the mining rights of these minerals?"
Leo chuckled and said, "Let's do this. I'll pay 80 million to buy all the mineral mining rights in Lingshan."
Brad couldn't help but was startled and lost his voice: "Eighty million..."
The conscience of heaven and earth, although he is the lord of Caribbean City, he has never seen an amount of more than one million, let alone 80 million.
At that moment, Long Yan was so happy that when she opened her mouth, she was about to agree.
But then Fiona next to her saw something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute."
She glared at her father with hatred and sighed in her heart: This old guy is such a waste. Just looking at the small amount of money in front of her, she had no idea of the murderous intention behind it.
At this time, she had no choice but to step forward. First she winked at the old guy with golden eyes to shut up, then coughed lightly and said, "This 80 million seems to be too little."
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Leo was stunned at the moment, wondering why Qingchu, the eighth wife, suddenly jumped on his opposite side, but he also said: "Sister, 80 million is already a lot. After all, these territories haven't been taken over yet. I'm not only
It’s a big risk to take.”
Fiona snorted coldly and said: "The Semitic people have such a large territory and are rich in minerals. If they are mined casually, they will have an income of 30 to 50 million yuan every year."
"Thirty million..." Brad suddenly felt his heart beating wildly and he became very angry.
Leo said, "You can't calculate your account like this. It costs nothing to invest in this equipment? Does the worker's salary count? The risk of still mining here, if there is a landslide, water, gas or something, then it will be all in vain.
Returned."
Fiona immediately said: "Then your eighty million is too little."
Leo looked at her face carefully and said, "Nine thousand, nine thousand five? Nine thousand five hundred and five? How much do you want?"
Fiona smiled and whispered softly on her lips: "Two hundred million."
Leo was furious at that moment. He slammed the table and shouted loudly: "Then you might as well go and rob it. You don't have any sincerity in doing business. I don't want it anymore. Let's go. Let's go. No one can pull me away...
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As he spoke, he stood up and made a gesture to walk out.
Brad suddenly felt nervous: This is the God of Wealth and his life-saving straw. You must not let him get away. (To be continued...)