1015 Same Words, Different People

After Lin Qi came out, the operations director of the Security Committee came up to him, "What did you talk about?"

He was curious about why Lynch stayed in the room for so long. Something must have happened during this period that they did not expect, but the general direction could still be confirmed.

That is, Isabella will definitely try her best to persuade Lynch to support her, and Lynch is the only big capitalist she knows in the Federation.

Of course, Lynch will never admit that he is a capitalist, he is a patriotic businessman...

At this time, the people in the Security Committee just wanted to know whether Lin Qi had promised her anything, or whether he had done everything but promised nothing.

"I agreed to support her in rebuilding her power, and she convinced me with some conditions."

The operations director of the Security Committee rolled his eyes. This persuasion must have been dry at first, but as the power of persuasion strengthened, it became smoother and smoother. There may have been a stage of fierce disputes before everyone cleared up. Take care of your emotions and calm down.

Lin Qi noticed his expression and paused, "You don't believe it?"

The operations director also stopped, with a look on his face that said, "I really don't fucking believe it." But he said the exact opposite, "No, I believe what you said. The terms she offered must be very generous."

Lin Qi lifted his steps and continued walking forward. He followed Lin Qi step by step, "Iron ore, copper ore, silver ore, and oil, these things are enough."

"These things don't sound like there's anything special about them." After thinking for a moment, the operations director gave some of his own opinions, "The resources we are currently exploiting are not small, and there is no shortage of these materials in the country."

There are many mines in the Federation, as well as oil fields. There seems to be no shortage.

Lynch shook his head, "No shortage does not mean enough. These are two concepts."

"And once a war breaks out, do you think our enemies will allow us to continue to exploit resources without launching targeted strikes?"

Lynch chuckled. This laughter made the operations director feel that his IQ, which had always been relatively low, suddenly dropped a little. He looked at Lynch with his neck stiffened.

At this time, he had reached the end of the corridor and stood in front of the elevator. Lynch stopped. He pressed the button and then looked at the operations director.

"Because of your work errors, aircraft information was leaked. Now the whole world is studying aircraft and expanding types."

"You can't guarantee whether they will develop an aircraft that can fly directly from their homeland to the skies of the Federation to strike or even bomb important targets."

"Once our resource extraction is restricted and we are unable to resume mining and production smoothly, our demand for raw materials can only rely on our usual reserves."

"You tell me, these things are not important?"

"If our warships don't have heavy fuel, they are coffins on the sea. If our aircraft don't have fuel, they are worse than a pistol. There are many similar situations, Mr. Director."

"Every decision we make may affect the fate of the Federation. Please restrain yourself from such irresponsible thoughts as 'I think'!"

With a ding, the elevator door opened. Looking at the operations director whose expression turned serious, Lynch stretched out his hand and shook his hand. "If there is anything else, please inform me at any time. Goodbye."

Lynch entered the elevator and looked at the slowly closing elevator door. The operations director returned to the room next to Isabella's "detention".

There were many recording devices working in this room. He asked, "Are there any unusual conversations recorded?"

The recorder shook his head, but soon he took another piece of paper to the operations director, with a strange phrase written on it - carpet bombing.

Coming out of the elevator on the first floor, Lynch's eyes were firm and sharp. He had never sold out the idea of ​​​​federal interests, because it was stupid.

Many people think that only by betraying the country can one make a fortune, but that is just because their vision is too short and they are too stupid.

Only by tying yourself to the entire country can you truly make money.

Look at these big consortiums in the federation, which one doesn’t do this?

It seems that they have many business projects, and many of them have nothing to do with people's lives, but in fact, each one of them is inseparable from people's lives.

It's just that they have changed a method, a form of existence, so that people can't notice it so easily.

National defense security, weapons research and development, which one is not related to the future of the entire country?

After walking out of the Bupen Hotel and getting in the car, Lynch began to think about the next things.

He will convince the Ministry of Defense, and it will not be difficult, because this time he is not alone in convincing the Ministry of Defense to do so, and Mr. Pattu is also there.

What happens next depends on Isabella herself, whether she can convince the general's former subordinates to submit to her as she said.

Only if she does this and has a large enough territory for herself, will he and the federal government restart the plan, continue to support her expansion, and echo each other with Sanchez.

The car quickly merged into the traffic flow, and half an hour later, he arrived at the company headquarters of the lighter factory.

A very small and inconspicuous three-story building, and it's not even in the center of Bupain.

It can be seen that before it has "potential", its operating situation is not particularly good.

Think about it, this is normal. Not everyone can spend thousands or tens of thousands to buy a lighter. After all, this is only a very small number of people.

Lynch's arrival was greeted by board members. A smiling man who looked to be in his forties stood at the door waiting for him.

After Lynch got out of the car, he took the initiative to greet him and extended his hand, "Mr. Lynch, I am the general manager of the company. On behalf of the board of directors, I welcome you to join. Everyone is waiting for you."

Lynch nodded, and under his leadership, he entered the conference room on the third floor.

The interior decoration is a bit old, and the elevator is also a bit old, which makes Lynch feel that it is better to take the stairs.

Entering the conference room, he immediately saw Severella sitting in the front seat. The girl tilted her head and looked at the scenery outside the window, seeming to be thinking about something.

She came to her senses only when the general manager reminded her.

"Sorry, I didn't notice you were here.", she said.

Lin Qi smiled and sat down on the empty seat next to her casually, "I knew this gift wouldn't be easy to receive. It seems like I've become a mascot now?"

There were many smiles on Severella's face, "You should be happy. It's just a move that you didn't even notice, which attracted the attention of capital. Many people can't do it deliberately. Lynch.”

Lynch knew that the thing she was talking about was the charity auction held by the President's wife. He donated one million. This suddenly caused the media to have a strong interest in the lighter in Lynch's hand, so that a company produced it by hand. As a small company with the core, it was instantly noticed by the capital market.

Severella immediately took over the majority of the company's shares. Of course, the company could not refuse the conditions proposed by Mr. Wardrick, and it did not dare to refuse.

After Severella became the largest shareholder, he immediately thought of a way to maximize profits, and that was to bring Lynch in.

The result is obvious. Now more people have the intention to join. Even though it may be the last share expansion and capital increase before this listing, there is no trouble. The inflow of funds is directly filled up.

The conversation between the two ends here, next is the board of directors, they will talk in detail later.

In the process, Severella showed a side that Lynch had never seen before, the side of a strong business woman.

In the past two years, she has given up her original dream of becoming a best-selling author, and she has begun to get more involved in business matters. All this is to prove that she does not need to rely on anyone, no matter whether that person is Wo Mr. Derek, or Lynch.

Lynch's statement about rejecting her that day always came to her ears, which made her feel a little sad and angry at the same time.

With the help of time, she can now treat Lynch calmly, and she will prove her excellence!

"We are going to launch a new design with the female user group as the core. The female smoking group is expanding rapidly and will become the next high-consumption group."

As she spoke, she took out some design drawings and asked her secretary to pass them on to everyone. Lin Qi also had a copy.

This is a... very feminine design. The rose gold shell uses various gemstones to outline a white pony running on a pink background.

This design is too feminine, but its positioning is very accurate.

There are also some pictures on it, such as the effects of some ladies using it on different occasions.

"It looks pretty good." Lynch gave an appropriate evaluation.

Severella nodded, taking this as a compliment.

"If no one has any questions about these designs, we will produce them according to this..."

"Ninety-nine, each one must be numbered and signed by the maker's personal steel seal. I want to ensure that each one is unique!"

Lynch looked at Severella again with some surprise. The concept of limited edition and signature of craftsmen was not yet popular in this era.

This would make the lighter more expensive and its meaning more different.

No one has any objections to Severella's idea. She has pushed a company with a low market capitalization several times and is about to go public. Who can have any objections to her?

No one can.

Watching Severella continue to assign each task, Lynch felt a little emotional. Sure enough, pain is the best partner for growth!

After the meeting ended, the two entered the president's office. After Severella asked the secretary to bring two cups of coffee, she looked at Lynch and said, "I need your help..."

The next second, Lynch, who had just taken a sip of coffee, turned his head and took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth. After a while, the handkerchief in his hand turned brown.

He threw the handkerchief worth twenty-five yuan into the trash can and apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I reacted too much. Someone said the same thing to me not long ago..."