0678 The End of the Chapter [This Chapter Is Written By: Single Pusher_Sponsored and Updated-6/9]

The situation in the Atlantic Ocean has become more and more turbulent. Governor Seder is deeply touched. Obviously nothing has happened, but the situation in Amelia suddenly has an extraordinarily tense atmosphere, like... the dark clouds on the horizon are getting darker and darker. It's getting closer and closer, pressing on people's hearts and making them breathless.

The bright lights in the room flickered a few times before completely falling into darkness, but soon the independent power generation equipment of the Governor's Mansion began to operate, and light returned to the world.

Standing by the window and looking at the setting sun, Governor Seder's expression became more solemn.

"Sir, the power plant was attacked and the power went out." The housekeeper stood at the door and reported truthfully what had just happened.

The power plant was attacked again, the newly repaired generator set was scrapped again, and the whole city was plunged into darkness again.

This is the second time this month that it has been attacked. Almost as soon as the generator set is repaired, it will be damaged by the attack within a few days. Similar things are happening not only in Zhuris, but also in other places.

Blackstone Security, which had signed a contract with the Gaevra Empire, completely stopped its anti-bandit work on the grounds that "the local government was unable to provide a suitable and effective anti-bandit environment."

This reason seems a bit bullshit, but they stopped all work because of this bullshit reason, everything.

Those anti-government militants began to raise their heads again. With power plants everywhere being blasted, they began to invade the city unscrupulously, using the cover of darkness.

However, Gaevra's army had no good solution. After all, the power plant was isolated on the outskirts of the city, and there were many relatives of anti-government militants in the city. If heavy troops were sent to guard the power plant, then the Imperial District would become a target for those anti-government militants. The focus of armed attacks.

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Either save the head but not the buttocks, or save the buttocks but not the head, you have to choose one.

In the end, the governor focused his defense on the Imperial District. After all, this was the last dignity of the Gaevra people in the local area. If even one or two of the Imperial Districts were captured, many things would become extra troublesome in the future!

An invader that can be defeated!

By then, the defeated countries may have some ideas. They may not directly launch a war, but they may be able to send some soldiers over.

Therefore, there must be no problems in the Imperial District. This decision also caused Amelia to spend a month in darkness.

"This is Lynch's handiwork..." Governor Seder looked particularly solemn. He contacted some of the Allied countries with relatively strong armies, hoping that they would send some armies to help out of the Allies' sake.

Now that Governor Seder has stopped covering up the problem of the Imperial Army being indistinguishable from shit, he doesn't care anymore. If this area is lost in order to cover up this problem, that would be the biggest mistake!

But what he didn't expect was that his plan to introduce reinforcements from the outside failed due to the sudden announcement of military exercises in the mainland.

Those countries have expressed their willingness to help Governor Seder establish a solid rule in the Amelia region, but there is a prerequisite. These must be placed after military exercises, and they also hope to be recognized by the federation.

It's not that the Federation has become more powerful now, but that the Federation's military expansion and updated armaments have alarmed everyone.

A "guy who is obviously very strong but has never had any ambition and is treated as a coward all day long" suddenly starts to arm himself. This is scary, okay? Then, when sending troops to wander around the door of the Federation, should we first obtain permission from the Federation?

Didn’t you see that their new press conference announced thirty-one military changes, and also severely warned a small group of people with ulterior motives trying to affect the Federation’s foreign trade through force?

Their attitude has become tougher. They were not like this before. In the past, if a fart was heard outside, everyone from the federal government to the president down to the homeless would regard that fart as thunder.

Now they have changed and they are starting to show their claws, which is very scary.

There are no reinforcements, Sauron has been unable to open up the situation on the Federation side, and the Megan Consortium has lost tens of millions without doing anything. It is unlikely that they will continue to complete this contract.

And all these changes are because of one person, Lynch.

"Contact Lynch for me..." Governor Seder ordered with a very ugly expression.

This is not the time to act tough. Let's wait until the rule here is stable, and then slowly consider how to retaliate for these humiliations.

There is still a lot of time, whether it is him or the empire.

The housekeeper went and came back, and after only a short while, he stood by the door with an expressionless face, "Master, Lynch refuses to talk to you!"

At this time, the two imperial businessmen walking outside the Governor's Palace suddenly shrank their necks. He said to his companions, "The Governor is smashing things again."

Lynch, who made the governor extremely unhappy, certainly had no time to chat with him. He was enjoying happiness, wine, and beauties. The ultimate goal of making money was enjoyment.

If someone says that I don’t make money for pleasure, or that I have never thought about making money and that money makes me miserable, then this person is either a traitor or sick.

The people in the room forgot the time, the place, and themselves in their intoxication. They were just perverted souls keen on socializing.

"We made millions..." Lem was a little excited. He drank a lot of wine. Lynch asked him to short-sell the companies under the Megan Consortium. The benefits have already appeared.

He looked around and whispered, "If it falls for a few more days, our profit may exceed 10 million."

Lynch didn't have any surprise on his face. The figure of several million had hardly affected him. Since he and Emperor Gaifra confirmed that the Gaifra people would cash in the bonds in his hands, his wealth had expanded to the point where he didn't feel anything about the millions.

He held the wine glass and took a sip, "Close all positions tomorrow."

Lyme was stunned for a moment in excitement, "Sorry, boss, you said close all positions?" He "struggled" for a while, "People are selling now. The selling will last at least two days after it is formed. We still have a lot of room for profit."

Lynch didn't agree or disagree, just glanced at him, "You can continue to hold, but sell my share."

It was another celebration. In Bupein, the center of politics and finance, there are often similar celebrations. Brokerage companies or some financial customers, once they make a lot of money, will hold various enviable celebrations.

On the one hand, this is to tell others that they have made money, so that people have a feeling of envy and jealousy, and at the same time, it can also attract potential customers.

Anyone who wants to play here must abide by the rules of the game here, no matter who it is.

Seeing Lime's confused look, Lynch did not explain further. People always have to fall down to learn how to avoid the possibility of falling down on the same problem next time.

He smiled while holding the wine glass, and then went out to socialize.

Early the next morning, Lime woke up and sold all of Lynch's orders, but he was a little hesitant when facing his own account.

This was also a profit of one or two million. If he waited for two more days, it would be the best time to leave the market when the market rules met some financial models.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to wait.

At this moment, the Megan Financial Group convened all the board members and started a new round of meetings.

"The military rejected us." The chairman of the board bluntly said this very bad news. He was very strong, and his eyes swept from the faces of the shareholders until he came to Mr. Wardrick.

The two looked at each other for a while, two seconds, or three seconds, and then moved away.

"They refused to provide us with a short-term escort on the grounds that they were going to prepare for the Western Ocean military exercise. We..." The chairman of the board of directors inadvertently saw a coin in the middle of the table while speaking.

Because it was very small and the environment here was special, the cleaning staff might not have noticed the coin. This coin made him very unhappy, and he thought of Mr. Wardrick's provocative words to the presidium of the board of directors.

This small pause was captured by many people.

"If we continue to perform the contract, we may encounter the situation we encountered before, but we may also be safe and sound."

"Now the world's attention is firmly attracted by the Western Ocean joint military exercise. Perhaps our invisible opponent will not appear easily."

"But this matter is not something that I or someone can decide, because it is related to the adjustment of some of the consortium's work in the future. We need to vote!"

"Vote for or vote against, and finally decide whether to continue to perform the previous contract based on the number of votes."

"Let's get started..."

The staff gave everyone an envelope and a voting card.

In order to protect the rights and interests of shareholders, the voting card is pressed to make a decision.

If you want to vote in favor, just squeeze the circle next to the affirmative option, and then the blue pigment will appear in the interlayer, otherwise the red pigment will appear.

The final result will be reflected on the voting card after a period of time. Before that, everyone has enough time to put it in the envelope to ensure that everyone's vote is private and not known to others.

Mr. Wardrick also got the voting card. He squeezed the pigment ball, put it in the envelope, and handed it to the staff.

Soon, these votes were counted, and finally the board of directors decided to abandon this very dangerous plan. They have fallen twice on this project, and there will definitely not be a third time.

When seeing this result, the faces of the chairmen of the board of directors were very calm, as if this result was expected by them.

Capital has never had the attribute of "holding on to death". As long as they feel pain, the pain of cutting meat, like the pain of hemorrhoids, they will immediately cut off contact.

They are unwilling to gamble on a future.

At the same time, they can afford to lose.

As for the contract with Sauron, we can file a lawsuit.