Chapter 533 Debt Is a Knife (1/2)

"How can it be?!"

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

President 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.

As soon as the celebration ended, he couldn't wait to find the manager of the alliance and planned to negotiate with him the principal and interest of tens of millions of chips generated by the 510 million debt.

As the president of Boulder City Bank, every loan from the Alliance comes from him. He has asked his most astute accountants to keep an eye on every account expenditure of the Alliance, and even keep an eye on Liszt, No one like Dietwe, who has close contact with the league, knows the league's "financial situation" better than him.

They will definitely not be able to repay the principal and interest of the 10 million chips at the end of the year!

How can an organization that relies on debt to grow have a balance of cash? Not to mention the huge trade deficit there, 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. They have overdrawn too much of their future in order to win the war with the Legion. Malwen understood exactly this, so he sat opposite Chu Guang with confidence.

At present, shrinking the balance sheet and repaying debt is almost the only way out for the alliance. If they do not reduce the scale of debt to a reasonable range, then they will go bankrupt!

Malvern didn't think these guys with muscles and brains knew much about economic matters, but he wouldn't let this house that was finally built collapse like this.

He will help the league pay back the money.

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

For example, opening up the free exchange of silver coins and chips can squeeze out part of the bubble in domestic currencies into foreign currencies.

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

If Chu Guang agrees to exchange the chips from silver coins to Cr across the bridge to pay off the debt, Malvern is even willing to forgive half of the alliance's debt in exchange!

Those cows and horses work hard for themselves, of course, but in the final analysis, isn't it just for them, the gentlemen, to enjoy it better?

Going to Ideal City is undoubtedly the ultimate enjoyment!

However, what he never expected was that this loan, which was absolutely impossible to repay, would be paid back exactly by the alliance? !

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

"Do you want to count them?" Looking at the dumbfounded Malvern, Chu Guang smiled slightly and said, "I heard that the chips are produced in black boxes, so there should be no possibility of forgery, right?"

"Ahem... I believe you would never do that kind of thing, but..." Malvin couldn't help but look at Chu Guang, "I want to know where this bargaining chip came from."

Seeing Malwen's suspicious expression, Chu Guang smiled and said frankly.

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

Malvern nodded.

"Can you tell me then?"

Chu Guang didn't hide anything and simply spoke frankly.

"Your shareholders lent it to me."

Hearing this shameless answer, Malvern's eyes widened. He no longer cared about being elegant and decent, and said angrily.

"How can you borrow new debts to repay old debts!"

Chu Guang smiled and said.

"Our loan agreement only stipulates that we cannot use the debt issued by Boulder City Bank to repay the borrowings of Boulder City Bank. It does not stipulate that we cannot raise funds through other issuance channels to repay existing loans."

"But this won't solve any problem at all!" Malvern said angrily, "Do you know what you are doing? Your debt will become larger and larger, and in the end the debt will crush you, not just ours. Money, everyone’s money will be wasted along with it!”

He finally began to realize the risks.

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

However, the man in front of him chose the worst option!

"There is nothing we can do," Chu Guang slowed down his tone and comforted him when he saw Malwen's blood pressure rising, "Your spending power is too weak. We also want to sell some good things to you, but you residents simply cannot afford it. And it is really difficult to make up the deficit just by selling some low value-added basic resources to your factories... Anyone with a little bit of common sense knows how can sand be more expensive than cement? More than 90% of the cement is sold to us, how can we fill this hole just by selling sand?”

Malvern said angrily.

"Then you...can't use this method! What do you mean by repaying old debts with new debts! This is the most irresponsible approach!"

The reason why he lent money to the alliance was that he believed that the alliance could repay the money, but now the alliance's actions have made him start to wonder whether the alliance intends to repay the money!

"But we have kept everything we agreed to," Chu Guang looked at Malvern with a smile and reminded him calmly, "When you asked us to import more of your stuff and reduce the trade deficit between us, we But I did it.”

And it was done so thoroughly.

The alliance, which received a 200 million chip loan, not only turned its surplus into a deficit, but also shot itself in the foot, increasing its labor costs and making Boulder City's cheap consumer goods more competitive in the alliance's market. Come stronger and stronger.

Malwen stared at Chu Guang with gloomy eyes.

He really couldn't accuse the alliance of not keeping its word. The alliance even put the principal and interest to be repaid next year in front of him, so the strongest wording he used from beginning to end was just irresponsible.

There is no doubt that this is unethical.

Even 10,000 reasons can't change one thing. The alliance is constantly pouring out the inflation caused by its over-issuance of local currency.

"What about the year after tomorrow? What about the year after tomorrow? What about ten years from now?"

Chu Guang said with a faint smile.

"At that time, the alliance may already have ten or twenty survivor settlements. Will we give you this little money?"

Malvern's brows relaxed a little, but they were still very tight.

The size of a company and dividends are two different things. It does not mean that the bigger the company, the more money investors will get. Until now, Chu Guang still has not relaxed on the most fundamental issue——

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

"Yes," Malvern admitted straightforwardly without hiding anything, "but I'm worried that if you continue to play like this, the bubble may burst before cashing out. Now I finally understand your trick. We are using our own of credit and endorsement of your debts.”

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

Malvern's hands unconsciously grasped the armrests of the chair, and his eyes were fixed on Chu Guang, who was sitting opposite.

"What proposal?"

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

As soon as he heard about the debt, Malvern got up and left. However, Chu Guang's next words made him sit back down from the cushion he had just left.

"Bonds that are redeemable in chips...we have actually issued them."

"Why don't you tell me -" Malvern suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked at the chips on the table, and then looked at Chu Guang, a sudden realization gradually appeared in his eyes, "I see, this is how you The principal and interest obtained.”

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"This is actually very reasonable, isn't it? Sand cannot be more expensive than cement, but roads, railways, houses, and bridges are more expensive than cement. You no longer need to repair those things, but we happen to need them, so you can take the local currency you earn. Just buy the bonds we issued.”

Malwen narrowed his eyes and stared 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.

However, this still does not solve any fundamental problems.

Seeing that Malwen was not moved, Chu Guang sighed in his heart. This guy was indeed one of the few understanding people among the nobles in the inner city.

Seeing that he was about to turn a corner, others were eager to step on the accelerator to the end, but he realized that he had to step on the brakes and look at the road.

In terms of ability, neither Old Charlie nor Minister Sun Ruicai were his opponents. If after the department meeting, the alliance really takes out the card of shrinking the balance sheet, then the alliance will lose from the beginning.

But it's not their fault either.

People from humble backgrounds are natural radicals. Most of them support vigorous changes, but they are often limited by their own limitations and use old methods summarized from past experience, thus becoming conservatives in action. Either you have some foresight, realize that the previous approach will not work, take an unimagined path, and finally surprise everyone.

Fortunately, Chu Guang comes from a civilized society, and there are many professional and unprofessional players pouring water on the forum. They discuss how to make the league better every day.

"Limitations" will not disappear because of loud voices and talking too much, but they can be reduced in communication and communication.

This is how things like game guides are often born.

"I promise to gradually liberalize the exchange of chips and silver coins in the future. Of course, the exchange of silver coins and Cr is also open to you." Looking at Malvern who was calculating in his heart, 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 fire in his calm eyes.

"I want more than just a promise," Malwen stared at Chu Guang intently, "You said you keep your word, then write it down on paper."

"no problem."

Chu Guang nodded happily.

Seeing his relaxed expression, Malvin couldn't help but be startled, thinking that there was some deceit in it, and quickly added something later.

"You have to sign this paper!"

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

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

"Five years, within five years, we will fulfill all our promises! It just so happens that the bonds we issue have a minimum redemption period of five years. In this way, you can put the bubble in this bucket called bonds in these five years. Wait until five years later and take them out at once and exchange them for silver coins, or simply exchange them for Cr... What’s the idea?”

Even though he consciously concealed his joy, Malvern couldn't help but smile with joy.

He stood up from the conference table and walked towards Chu Guang, who also stood up. He held his hand with a relaxed brow and shook it vigorously.

"This is a great idea! As soon as I see the specific documents, I will help you issue the bond immediately...Thank you for thinking so carefully for us!"

Although a satisfactory result was achieved, Malvern still had reservations.

That was a hint to Chu Guang that he would not agree to Chu Guang's help in issuing chips-denominated bonds until he saw that verbal promise turned into a legally binding document.

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

Chu Guang happily held his hand, smiled and nodded.

"You're welcome. Helping you solve the risk is also helping ourselves."

“What we are pursuing has always been win-win!”

…

Chu Guang was not joking with Malwen, everything he said was true.

The league really doesn't want the bubble in Boulder City to be punctured so quickly.

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

Therefore, Chu Guang gave Malvern enough attention.

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

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.

Moreover, 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 more conveniently invest in chip-denominated bonds issued by the alliance, but can also freely list the bonds for sale on the trading platform.

Just move your fingers to complete the transaction!

This has become a highly circulated financial product!

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

There are so many rich people in Boulder City now, and there will always be bosses who have too much spare money and no place to spend it, and are interested in those few points of interest rate difference!

As the agent issuer of this "financial management product", Boulder City Bank can naturally benefit from it without having to bear any risks like Lister.

Malvern happily returned to Boulder City that day with her baby daughter and a group of bodyguards, bringing back the great news.

He solved a problem that had not been solved by all the banks in Boulder City for generations——

Exchange chips into Cr on a large scale!

"Send a written letter to our shareholders! Tell them that the shareholders' meeting will be held at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and it will still be at the same place... It is not about 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 Boulder City, Malvern called his secretary, his face flushed with excitement as he spoke.

He couldn't wait to tell his shareholders the good news!

Alyssa, who was holding the doll, looked at her father worriedly, with a touch of sadness in her eyes.

She always read a little bit of news in the newspaper after everything happened.

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

But Alyssa always has a bad feeling...

Will it really go so smoothly?

…

It is not only Alyssa who has completely stayed out of the matter who has similar concerns, but also really respectable figures like Weijia, the big boss who runs the largest business house in Boulder City.

And unlike the little girl's blind worries, Weijia's worries are not castles in the air, but come from the account books generated by the actual operations of the business bank!

And the issues he was worried about were far more specific than the president's youngest daughter who couldn't see anything.

Most of the products that the factories in Boulder City export to the Alliance, or the things that the Alliance actively imports from Boulder City, are settled with chips.

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

After all, no one wants to trust a currency that is issued at will and has no anchor.

However, now, Weijia discovered to his amazement that he would rather the alliance company settle the payment with silver coins and keep the silver coins in the alliance's account, even if he did not have a way to directly exchange the silver coins into chips.

There is no other reason.

Chip inflation is too fast!

The raw materials that cost 1 chip to buy this month will cost 2 chips next month. The supplier didn't like to deal with him who paid with chips, and even asked him to go to the alliance's train station to pick up the goods. , because the road from Alliance to Boulder City is too difficult to walk.

So what if the league officially has a listing exchange rate of 1:2?

99% of people cannot exchange 1 chip for 2 silver coins!

If you want to exchange currency, you have to go to the black market, or buy some things from the alliance market that you don't know when they will be sold, and transport them to Boulder City to slowly trade.

Weijia himself never thought that he, a person mainly engaged in food business, would have a pile of copper ore bought with silver coins in his warehouse...

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

On the third day after the alliance celebration, it was also the second day after the shareholders' meeting of Boulder City Bank. Sitting in the office, Weijia was staring at the account book in his hand, pressing his eyebrows with a headache.

Aaron is his secretary and one of his few confidants.

It was this guy who contacted Alec, the captain of the factory's security team, who originally surrounded the city hall, 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?"

Weijia sighed and nodded.

"Um."

Didiwe Nutritional Cream.

There was a time when Didiwe Nutritional Cream relied on the cheap labor and raw material costs in the northern suburbs to squeeze out Weijia Trading Company's market in Boulder City. Therefore, he once regarded the Didiwe guy as a thorn in his side.

But fortunately, that idiot Ditway is obviously not as smart as Liszt, or he is a bit more stubborn in doing things. If the league hadn't promoted him to a level he shouldn't have, that guy would have been a small businessman at best in his life.

Weijia knew very well that the shareholders behind him had actually given that guy a chance, but that guy was very disrespectful and never thought of getting a black card or spending part of the profits on it. So he just used a little bit of tricks to clear him out of Boulder City.

But now Weijia is a little envious of that guy.

I heard that the Didiwei Food Processing Factory has been completely transformed and has started processing feed and producing fertilizers for agricultural products. It is now prospering in the agricultural market of Luoxia Province.

Maybe this is the so-called industrial upgrading?

On the contrary, although the factories owned by his chamber of commerce are also improving their production lines, the improvements are in a completely different direction.

Such as Tasty Food Processing Factory.

In order to allow the survivors of Boulder City to consume the nutritional ointment, he had to reduce the cost of the nutritional ointment. Only in this way could the survivors of Boulder City, whose wages were not high, also afford it. The other part, which is of slightly better quality, is sold to the Alliance. Although the Alliance's own residents have stopped eating that food, Frostlance Ranch will buy some and mix it into feed to feed cattle, sheep and pigs.

Ordinary people do not have foreign exchange quotas, but ranches engaged in production activities do have foreign exchange quotas. As long as the purpose is declared through formal channels, chips can be used to settle the payment.

However, even so, the problem of inflation is too serious. If a customer delays payment for only one week, the materials that can be purchased with this payment will be slightly reduced. It doesn't matter if you can earn more next month, but the problem is that the growth rate of profits has increasingly failed to keep up with inflation.

He really didn't know where so much money came from in the market? !

He eagerly urged customers to pay, and had to please those customers, because the export alliance has almost become Weijia Commercial Bank's only hope to maintain profits, and counting on the poor people in the outer city to consume his products has almost become impossible. It has become an impossible thing... Those malnourished things are adding sawdust into the nutritional paste!

Weijian could feel that an invisible hand was constantly taking away his profits, but what troubled him was that he didn't know what to do?

Is it because the alliance spends too much money?

That's his top customer!

If all feed processing plants and ranches in the alliance stop importing his nutritional paste from tomorrow, he will have to shut down the entire nutritional paste production line!

or……

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

This is not a solution.

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

Just when Weijia was having a headache over the pile of accounts receivable in her account book, the phone suddenly rang.

Not daring to neglect anything, Weijia knew very well who could call her, so she immediately answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"it's me."

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

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

Sid didn't talk nonsense to him and spoke concisely.

"I have 500 million bonds here at a favorable price. I sell them for 490 million. You can buy them according to the commercial bank's account."

Weijia, who was originally worried about the tight cash flow, suddenly felt a thump in her heart when she heard these words and blurted out.

"...500 million chips?! Where can I find that much money?"

Realizing that her tone might be a bit disrespectful, Weijia quickly lowered her posture, bent over the phone, and said with a grimace.

"... Dear Mr. Sid, I mean no offense, but the operation of the Chamber of Commerce requires funds to purchase raw materials. We can indeed use part of the money to buy bonds... but we have to set aside the part for production and operation."

The key is that a few days ago, he had already bought 500 million for Sid's sake, and he really couldn't get another 500 million in chips!

Sid was also annoyed.

He never thought that his good brother Malvin would suddenly stab him.

He still held a debt of 500 million in his hand and planned to sell it out slowly, but it turned out that Boulder City Bank was also eyeing the business of selling alliance bonds on an agency basis.

How can he pay the price difference?

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

But it was hard for Sid to say anything.

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

Malvern's original intention was also to enable everyone to earn more, and he also had a share of the money earned by Boulder City Bank.

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

"You just need to lend me the money first. Don't worry about liquidity. Boulder City Bank has launched a bond trading platform and you can trade directly on it. You can just cash it out slowly in the secondary market. If it doesn't work, just Use those bonds as payment!”

Weijia was timid and did not dare to ask Sid why he didn't go to the secondary market to reduce his holdings, because he knew very well that those nobles would never go to the secondary market to pick up rotten vegetable leaves and eat them.

In the end, he will most likely have no choice but to go to the so-called bond trading platform and join in the fun with other swindlers, or he can only watch helplessly as the money is locked in the account and cannot be moved.

He no longer cares whether the alliance pays interest or not.

Without liquidity, if he did not want to go bankrupt, he could only find a way to sell off those bonds or sell off the company's assets...

"Hurry up, or give me a word, if you don't want to fuck me, find someone else." Sid, who said this, was actually a little impatient.

Does this guy think his wings are stiff?

After all, the fact that Weijia Trading Company can make so many chips is all due to his own merit and ability. This bitch really thinks he can make money with his little business acumen.

Don’t talk about anything else.

If he hadn't instructed the research institute in the inner city to re-formulate the consumption standards of nutritional paste, how could the batch of mud from Weijia Trading Company enter the feeding troughs of the pigs in the outer city?

Hearing the impatience in Sid's tone, Vijia broke into a cold sweat and said quickly.

"Buy! I buy it!"

What he fears most is Sid's words about finding someone else to do it to.

Because he knew in his heart that what he was doing was really not a technical job, and the factories were basically located in the industrial zone of Boulder City. Sid has to think carefully about how to deal with Liszt. It only takes a matter of minutes to control him, even if everyone has a black card.

"I wish I had promised earlier." Seeing that his dog had softened, Sid snorted mockingly and hung up the phone.

He didn't care how Weijia got the money.

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

They have already been killed and eaten.

After putting down the phone in his hand, Weijia leaned limply on the chair, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

Aaron looked at him worriedly.

"……boss?"

Weijia rubbed her eyebrows.

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

Aaron was silent for a while and said silently.

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

"Are you a pig? When will you earn 500 million with that thing?" Weijia cursed angrily, stood up from the chair and walked to the window.

He originally wanted to get some air, but in the reflection on the window, he vaguely saw Ditwe's stupid face looking at him with a half-smile.

Weijia felt a burst of anger, but she couldn't vent her anger on the window, so she had to light a cigarette and puff out the window.

Aaron stared at the boss's back and said after being silent for a while.

"...Businessmen from the north previously asked us if we had any spare production lines we were willing to sell. They were very interested in our mixers, filters, and synthesis furnaces, and the prices we offered were also good."

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

Boulder City Bank not only lent money to the alliance, but also lent money to their factories, otherwise they would not have been able to develop so fast.

The loans for part of the equipment have been paid off. Selling that part of the equipment can at least solve part of the problem, and we can think of ways to use the remaining funds.

Weijia turned around and glanced at him.

"They are going to make nutritional cream?"

Aaron shook his head.

"No... they want to do feed processing. The price of corn in the alliance has plummeted recently, and many factories have switched to this industry. In fact, I think there is not much profit in nutritional paste anymore, so we might as well switch to feed processing."

Vega sighed.

"not that simple."

As long as he still runs a factory in Boulder City and plans to do business in the market where silver coins are priced, he will not be able to avoid the sickle.

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

This has nothing to do with what they produce. Unless they can produce something that the alliance cannot produce at all, otherwise this is unsolvable.

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

Weijia suddenly had an illusion.

It wasn't an invisible hand taking away his profits.

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

That terrible thought passed away in a flash, followed by a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow.

The coldness on the back of her neck made Weijia shiver unconsciously. She took two strong puffs on the cigarette butt in her mouth, then threw the unfinished cigarette butt out of the window with a curse.

"Damn, this is so unlucky."

Aaron looked at him silently.

“If we don’t sell the equipment, we’ll have to borrow money from Boulder City Bank.”

"Sell! Why not sell it? What's the use of producing so much garbage? No one buys it!" Weijia took out another cigarette, held it in his mouth, took a puff, suddenly had a plan in mind, looked at Alon and said immediately , "Wait, we have it! If the alliance issues the bond, we will issue it too!"

Aaron was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly.

"Us? But...who will buy it?"

Who would buy bonds issued by a factory?

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

That is seeking death.

"Aren't wages going to be paid?" Weijia chuckled and said smugly, "Hurry up and find the finance department and ask them to make the IOUs - oh no, bonds - and distribute them to those poor people. Wait for a while When life gets better, I will pay them back with interest!”

Aaron looked at his boss intently.

"But...is this okay?"

Weijia Commercial Bank has more than 4,000 employees with an average daily salary of 4 chips. Even if each person wipes out the salary and bonus of 120 chips, they can only collect 480,000 chips.

No need to calculate this.

There must be at least three zeros missing, right? !

"I can't help it. I can squeeze out a little bit. At least I have to put in the money for the purchase. Those people outside only want cash, so we have to pay the most important things first."

Weijia also had his reasons. He paused and said slowly, "As for Mr. Sid's 500 million...that's a separate account. We can just ask the president for a loan."

First, we borrowed 500 million bonds from Mr. Sid as collateral, and borrowed 500 million from 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 it to Mr. Sid. In this way, Weijia Commercial Bank will still have a surplus of 10 million in its account.

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

Although it sounds like a confusing account, Weijia believes that Governor Malvern is a man of general knowledge and it is impossible not to lend him the money.

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

Actually, think about it.

No money?

Can't we just borrow it and be done with it?

If you borrow it, I will borrow it. If you suck, I will suck even more.

After figuring everything out, Weijia suddenly felt relaxed, physically and mentally happy, and her thoughts were clear. Not only was she no longer worried, she even laughed out loud.

Of course the equipment has to be sold. It is his own equipment and he is free to dispose of it.

Nowadays, there are so many ways to make money, and you can make a fortune with just a snap of your fingers. Only fools do the most thankless and stupid work.

Is it much more uncomfortable to sell the factory and become a "market merchant"?

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

The reason why Sid couldn't control Liszt was because that traitorous businessman never refused to move his factory into the city?

But Weijia was a smart man after all. Looking at Aaron walking out of the door, he suddenly thought of something and immediately called him.

"Wait a moment."

Aaron stopped.

"Do you have any other instructions?"

Weijia threw the cigarette butt out of the window, walked up to Aaron with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I almost forgot to mention that your salary will still be paid, including the salary of your colleagues and the salary of the security team... Don't worry, follow me, I will not let the truly capable people suffer."

Aaron nodded.

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

After all, isn’t that a given?

…

Night finally fell, and the shift bell finally rang.

After handing over the work to the half-grown children, the workers on the day shift lined up to go to Alec to collect last month's wages.

At first Sberg was still curious, but today the moon came out in the west, and the security captain Alec personally went to the battle to distribute money to everyone, and also brought a group of villains who didn't look like good people. It wasn't until he received an IOU from Alec that he came to his senses. Good guy, these profiteers are such thieves!

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

Sperger also honestly accepted the IOU called a bond, comforting himself in his heart that if someone has a big business, he will not really default on the debt and run away. But these days are getting weirder and weirder. Today I use IOUs to pay wages, but what will I use next month?

IOU of IOU?

A group of poor people wearing rags walked out of the factory.

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

"Lucky! Two cigarette butts!"

The short man walking next to Kent glanced at the cigarette butt in his hand with envy, sipped it and said.

"I bet that fell out of Mr. Vega's office. Only that gentleman would be so wasteful!"

It's really not far from the lord's office.

Sperger sighed and muttered.

"How lucky you are...it's getting colder and colder, it's probably going to snow."

Kent gave him an impatient look.

"so what?"

"So...we have to wear thicker clothes."

"Then go put it on! You don't even know how to put on clothes!" Kent stared, with a cigarette butt in his mouth, and his fierce face looked like the security chief Alec who had been starved for several days.

"yes……"

Not wanting to ruin his good mood, Siberg consciously shrank to the side, but his face was full of sadness. Half of it is due to the upcoming cold weather, and the other half is due to the increasingly cold environment.

The boss has paid wages.

But it was an IOU.

He didn't know whether this thing could be exchanged for dinner, and he didn't know whether the smart Mr. Weijia would recognize the loan if he resigned.

Just two days ago, the distinguished Mr. House announced another victory for Boulder City on the radio. The wise Governor of Malvern forced the iron knot in the northern suburbs to make concessions and allowed Boulder City to purchase the Union's bonds.

This time Mr. House took longer to explain the ins and outs of it, and mercifully revealed the secrets to poor people like them who were neither educated nor knowledgeable. However, Sperger was not happy at all. Can't get up.

After all, no matter how good that thing was, he couldn't afford it. Instead, his boss forced him to buy another thing - the operating debt of a good-tasting food processing factory.

It's not a good thing to have such a long name.

There is no doubt that the Union's bonds are not a good thing either.

Sberg couldn't understand, especially his bosses, who were already so rich, why should they borrow from poor people like them?

Return to the leaky house.

He sat at the table with some resentment, lit the candle that everyone found for him with a broken match, picked up the pen that everyone pooled their money to buy, and scribbled on the tattered old newspaper.

[...Boll, who got the black card, drank too much that day. He beat up the boss who had bullied him before, the rat-like Stephen. Then he looked at Stephen's beautiful wife and daughter with annoyance, and untied the belt around his waist... Of course, this was to slap Stephen's ass hard and make him embarrassed in front of his wife and daughter. Bol is as ferocious as a wild beast in the jungle. He is an awakened person and has the strength. Of course he can do this. No one can stop him. 】

There's no logic to this.

No one cares about that stuff anyway.

However, as he continued to write, Sberg frowned and couldn't help but cross out the second half and start writing again, muttering in a low voice while writing.

"...But Bol actually knew in his heart that beating Stephen would not solve any problem, even if he took off his belt and peed on him. Killing a giant rat would only add more corpses and flies to the street. Boulder City is still the same Boulder City, and nothing will change. He is the only one who has to get out of the giant wall in despair and continue to lose his temper in another place."

"So he found Bill, the unemployed editor, Rudy, a child worker who had been humiliated by Stephen, and Cathy, a female worker who had been humiliated by the security captain and shareholders... He told everyone that one person cannot defeat the claws of death, but If we are a group of people, even the Deathclaw Mother will fall at our feet. We can follow the example of the Alliance and we can unite! One person is weak, but as long as we unite, Stephen will be afraid of us, and all Stephen will be afraid of us. !”

"Go to hell with the profiteers and aristocratic grandfather!"

"Boll the Awakener: The story of a poor boy from the slums who accidentally picked up a tube of awakening elixir and beat a powered armor to the ground in the final battle"

He made the title very long.

It could actually be longer, but there isn't enough space left at the beginning.

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

If they are willing to publish, maybe they can sponsor some royalties for themselves... He doesn't want much, it's enough to buy some daily necessities.

He had to keep the other copy for himself, and he had to read it to the readers of the Workers' Daily - the people in the Workers' Association.

Thinking of those outrageous and ridiculous plots and the eyes of his co-workers looking at him tomorrow, Sperger felt his cheeks feel a little hot.

But his heart felt warm...

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(Thanks to the leader of "Snow Tomb" for the reward!!!)