1638 Miraculous Effect

"Does anyone know how to keep accounts?"

On a high wooden platform, a relatively well-dressed federal gentleman glanced at the book in his hand, then raised his head and asked.

The crowd was like a hot oil pan filled with ice water, boiling instantly.

People kept rushing towards him with their hands raised, loudly expressing that they could do anything, including keeping accounts.

Asir also raised his hands and shouted loudly.

But he was a little far away, and there was nothing special about him.

That gentleman might not choose him. As if he had thought of something, he shouted loudly: "I worked for Mr. Lynch for a while!"

The people around him fell silent instantly, their eyes focused on him, and some even moved a little away from him.

The gentleman standing on the high platform also looked at Asir, "I don't like people who lie. This is a bookkeeping job. If what you say is true, I will verify it!"

Asr nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I promise I have not lied. I also worked for Mr. Nel, but he... was killed, otherwise I would not be here."

"Shenhai?!" The man who recruited the workers was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but say the name of the ship. He looked at Asl and nodded, "It's you, what's your name?" ?”

Asr squeezed forward with all his strength, with an excited smile on his face, "Asr, sir, my name is Asr!"

The recruiting man pursed his lips. Sometimes he couldn't understand Nagaril's naming rules. It was either Asir, Aglai, or Akumari.

Of course, the latter is completely different from the previous two. It is the sage master and the spiritual leader of the Nagaril people.

But the first pronunciation of so many people's names is the same, and it's really hard to tell how to write their names.

He casually wrote a word in his notebook with a pronunciation close to that of Asl, which represented him.

He then put all the recruited people into a car and left.

Asr, who was sitting in the car, breathed a sigh of relief, and his life was finally over again.

The place where he wants to work is not too far away, it is a trading company.

There will never be a shortage of people in this world who dare to gamble life and death for profit.

Every year there are always people jumping off buildings on Bupen Financial Street, and those people who lie on the ground and twitch a few times before leaving will not serve as a warning to others.

As long as the benefits are big enough, people can be crazy enough!

Now the trade between the Federation and Nagaril has almost come to a standstill due to the war. Especially after the Shenhai cruise ship was sunk, trade and people-to-people exchanges were completely cut off for a time.

No one wants to become the next Shenhai, and this also creates huge potential benefits!

At this time, even if you bring some daily necessities, there is a huge market!

The trading company that recruited Asr had just bought two old freighters. They planned to take risks in shipping, so they needed to establish a trading company first.

Asl was chosen because of his service to Mr. Lynch and to Nell.

No decision may be made without expecting anything in return.

When Asr got out of the car, someone took him to the office, where he met a federal man.

"Do you know Mr. Lynch?"

When he heard from his subordinates that this Nagari was serving Lynch and Nel, he felt like...he was making a lot of money.

He knew Nell, met twice, but not Lynch.

As the major shareholder of United Development Company, Lynch is no longer accessible to anyone.

A big shot must have the airs of a big shot. This does not mean that as a person's social status rises, he or she must show some kind of philistine reality.

But the reality must be like this. If Lynch meets everyone, or if Mr. Trueman takes time to meet everyone who comes to see him, I'm afraid they won't be able to do anything.

There is a special screening mechanism between different classes in society. Only those who can overcome this screening mechanism have the opportunity to meet people from the upper class.

In the eyes of this federal gentleman, Asr is obviously such a "ladder."

He looked at Asir expectantly, and the latter nodded calmly, "Yes, I served Mr. Lynch for a long time when he was in the Federation. Later, Mr. Lynch and others organized the United Development Company. , I came back here from there.”

"Later, due to some business adjustments, I started to serve Mr. Nell, but unfortunately..."

He pursed his lips and showed some sadness. This was definitely not pretending, he was really sad.

Nell died at a damn bad time, and if Nell hadn't died, he wouldn't have been reduced to looking for a job.

These words made Mr. Federal believe what Asl said, because ordinary Nagarils, or even higher-level Nagarils, may not necessarily know the relationship between Lynch and Nel, let alone know Nell is dead.

The sinking of the Shenhai was not reported to Nagaril. At that time, the ship was basically filled with Federation people. Even if someone here knew that the Shenhai had sunk, they might not know who was unlucky.

He nodded, suppressing his excitement, "Very good, you are an honest person, and I hope you can be honest enough."

"You were hired. What did you do before for Mr. Lynch or Mr. Nell?"

At this time, Asr said a lie that was not a lie without blinking, "Manager, sir!"

He actually only worked as Lynch's manager for a period of time when he was at the Federation.

I stopped doing this work after returning to Nagaril, but this lie, which was not entirely a lie, made the federal gentleman believe it even more.

He knew very well that the Nagaliers were more brutal and ruthless than they were in dealing with the Nagaliers!

"You are the one!"

"You will become the manager of our firm here. Of course, if there is an opportunity, I hope you can introduce Mr. Lynch to me!"

Asr breathed a heavy sigh of relief, then smiled broadly, "No problem, sir."

He paused as he spoke, "What should I call you, boss?"

Mr. Federal laughed loudly. Sometimes the nerves of Federal people are a little twisted. The reason why he laughed was that in his opinion, he was Asier’s boss, and Mr. Lynch was also Asier’s boss. This was equal to himself and Lynch. In some respects they are completely equal.

Isn't that enough to make him laugh?

If his business can go smoothly in the future, and his trading profits can be several times or even more than a dozen times, dozens of times, he may not have the chance to become a person like Mr. Lynch!

This is a good sign!

There is no work in the company now. Asl, who returned to his temporary residence, told the story again, and everyone had a smile on their face.

Then he looked at his brother and said, "When I smooth things out, I will also arrange a job for you."

His brother did not agree immediately at this time, but looked at his father.

Asr's father frowned slightly, then relaxed.

"If we all go out to work, there will be no men at home, which is not safe."

Asr immediately realized something. He was about to say something, but suddenly felt that there was no point in saying more. He sighed calmly and stopped talking about it.

Back in the room, he looked at his wife, his brother's previous wife.

Several years have passed, and the woman who once gave her great temptation has aged a lot.

The skin of the Nagali people is not that white. Once there are many wrinkles, it will give people a dirty look.

And the signs of her aging are not just wrinkles on her face, but also sagging skin and sagging fat tissue.

She was no longer attractive.

His eyes quickly moved to the child again, his own child.

Of course, all this is normal in Nagaril. Some poor families even marry one wife, and it is not uncommon for the father and brothers to take turns using her.

Feminist organizations have been carrying out campaigns in Nagaril for several years, but so far they have not seen any results.

Throughout the year, Ms. Tracey also said at the World Women’s Rights Summit that Nagaril is a desert for women’s rights, with a heavy task and far away from success...

Touching the child's head, everything that happened during this period was stimulating Asir's heart.

He didn't show this on the surface, but he suddenly realized that it was time to return to the Federation?

He still has a lot of money in his hand. If he only takes his children back...

They don't need to worry about life problems in the short term, and he can still go to Mr. Lynch.

There must be a good job.

This made his heart skip a beat.

The next day, on his way to the company, he heard that there was another fierce exchange of fire on the front line.

The Pengeo Military Group also developed a strange tank for use on the battlefield, which effectively blocked the torrent of federal steel in the war.

Although the fighting between the two sides continues now, the intensity has dropped again.

The matter of Penjiao Military Group sending new weapons to the battlefield was immediately reported to the Ministry of National Defense.

The Ministry of Defense invited Messrs. Lynch and Wardrick to the meeting, as well as the chief designer of Ancock Industrial Tanks.

During the meeting, there was a sketch based on the description. The tank in the picture has a restoration degree of close to 90%.

Looking at these drawings with specific material thickness data, the chief designer fell into silence.

After a while, he raised his head with a serious expression.

"At present, our artillery shells should not be able to directly penetrate these steel plates."

Officials from the Ministry of National Defense nodded, "That's true. It is more resistant to attack than our tanks. Currently we can only attack its tracks to make it lose power. There is no way to destroy it directly from the front."

"Now it is being fielded rapidly. If we cannot gain advantage or balance on the same type of weapons, this will be fatal to the front line."

"Is there any way to resolve the current situation so that at least we are not at a disadvantage?"

"For example, developing a new tank model?"

The chief engineer remained silent, and the atmosphere seemed to fall into a serious atmosphere.

At this moment, Lynch suddenly asked, "Why don't we..."