When You Are Rich, There Is Rheinmetall; when You Are Poor, There Is Rheinsteel!

Chapter 747 I’ll Give You Something Good! (Second Update)

After sitting on the chair for a while, Franklin stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the city in the distance.

The person in charge's office was on the second floor, and it was not too far away. All he could see was the row of people in front of the small building and the small building a little further away.

Looking at the people queuing at the door, Franklin smiled, very relaxed and freehand, but after a moment, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, leaving only silence.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his phone, and a name called Powers flashed on the screen.

He was the vice president of the Franklin Group and the person Franklin trusted the most.

The phone was connected casually, and Bowles' cheerful voice came from the phone:

"Sir, do you know how popular your trick is in Philadelphia?"

"In one week, one week, we got 2.3 billion cash loans."

"To be honest, I feel... I feel scared when I hold all this cash now!"

"I have been doing this for so many years, and although I have handled a lot of money, I have never seen so much cash."

"Sometimes I look at the money and I am ready to abscond with it."

As Bowles' old friend for many years, Franklin knew very well that the person on the other side was joking, but...

But the young man once said that a person should never be stingy about looking at another person with the worst ideas in this world.

Taking a deep breath, Franklin whispered to the person on the other end of the phone:

"I advise you not to do it. These funds actually have a source. Those people will definitely cause trouble when their funds are lost. If you don't do it, they may not do anything to you."

"But if you just swallow the money and run away, you're dead."

"No one can save you."

"Instead of swallowing the money and running away, and then being wanted by the whole world, it's better to take more orders, get more commissions, pay taxes on the money, and then all the money will be yours."

For Franklin's seriousness , the person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and after a long while, some subtle voices came from the phone:

"I'm joking too, I'm not a fool."

"Also, I think we should slow down the pace of expansion. I feel that we are expanding a bit too fast. If we continue like this, it is very likely that we will have management problems in the end because of the big steps."

"Finally, have you ever thought that these people may not be able to pay back the money in the end?"

On the other end of the phone, Franklin heard this question and listened to Bowles's concerns, and he smiled.

Isn't it what I want to make these people unable to pay back the money?

The backbone of America is not the Wall Street elites, nor the stock gods, but these ordinary families.

It is them, distributed in the corners of America, filling the corners of America, giving birth to children, and then contributing to America.

If these backbones go bankrupt due to excessive pressure in life, in the end, it will affect the country of America.

The loans signed with those banks are interest-free for the first two years. Without the interest, it will be easier for them to repay.

But after the second year, which is the third year of this round of Democratic Party rule, these people's loans will be charged interest.

Although the money is not much, if they lose their jobs at the same time, it means they are finished.

It only takes half a year for them to be unable to repay the loan, and if they can't repay the loan, the house will be taken away by the bank.

If there are too many houses that can't repay the loan, and suddenly a concentrated outbreak occurs, even the bank will be blocked.

If several banks go bankrupt...

That would be really fun!

I'm really looking forward to the third and fourth years of the Democratic Party.

Huh——

Franklin began to exhale, and this breath lasted for more than ten seconds before he finally exhaled.

Then he took a deep breath and said to the person on the other end of the phone:

"Bowles, we are businessmen. Good businessmen must learn to make profits reasonably and in the best manner."

"If you want to do charity, I can also support it. We also need money to do charity, right?"

"So, work hard! We need to help more people in America and in various states to buy their favorite properties and then build new homes one after another."

"Contribute to the prosperity of our America!"

After speaking passionately to the person on the other end, Franklin hung up the phone casually. His eyes fell on the window again, and the weak people lined up in front of the small building.

He was looking forward to how these people would treat the Democratic Party when the whole pot exploded.

Of course, those were all later. He now needed to start preparing for a way out, ready for when this pot exploded.

A way out for himself to get out safely.

I am still a political novice, and I will be the president in the future. These things cannot fall on my head. If they fall on my head, it will become very troublesome.

…………

New York, the East Coast headquarters of Norman Bank.

General Manager Garcia Stewart sat in the office, holding a document in his hand, listening to the report of his subordinates without saying a word.

"Something happened during the days you were away. Five days ago, Mr. Lavat personally raised the level of Manager Eric and asked for an increase in the level of the asset package sold in the Huaxia District, and gave a 10% discount."

"However, the response there was also very good, and several subsequent asset packages were also sold."

"Our asset integration in the Great Lakes region is progressing well, and our lending strategies with local real estate companies are also being adjusted."

"Although it is a bit radical, it is not as good as the Franklin Group."

"Then there are the financial management groups in Italy. They submitted several sets of lender information yesterday."

"We are arranging people to screen the duplicate information. It is expected to take about a week to complete the screening. Once the screening is completed, these loans can be packaged and placed in the secondary market for financing."

"However, I heard that the Italians used some tricks to collect payment, which seems to be a bit troublesome."

The subordinate's words are a brief explanation, and more detailed explanations are in the documents.

It took Garcia more than two hours to read all the documents in his hand.

He put down the document, rubbed his sore eyes, then pinched the bridge of his nose and said:

"Contact Mr. Franklin, the chairman of Franklin Group, and tell him that I want to have a chat with him at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Then, help me contact the Avenal company and tell them that our bank's investment strategy department is very interested in them and wants to exchange some shares with each other."

"If you are interested, we can have a chat on the phone at 3pm tomorrow. If you have further ideas, we can chat in person."

"As for Mr. Rawat's decision, we don't need to interfere. He knows better than us and sees clearly better than us."

"As for the Italians, that has nothing to do with us. We are a bank, not a company, nor a gang."

"If there is news about the Italian gang and us in the news media, immediately collect evidence and let the lawyers go to court to prosecute."

The subordinate kept all these tasks in mind and was about to go down when he suddenly heard Garcia say again:

"I will clean up all the sources of funds that come from China to purchase asset packages and monitor them closely."

"Don't tell anyone about this, only be responsible to me."

Hearing that he was only responsible for Garcia, the subordinate rolled his eyes and immediately showed a flattering smile on his face:

"Understood! Understood! I will make arrangements now and ensure real-time reporting."

The subordinate turned and left with a smile. Garcia kicked his feet on the ground, and the chair under his butt rotated. His body rotated with the chair and faced the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is bustling New York.

After watching the busy traffic on the street for a while, he smiled and said to himself:

"How long can such good days last?"

…………

Yanjing, Guizhou Provincial Office in Beijing, looking at the hot and sour soup hot pot tumbling in front of him, Rawat did not move his chopsticks, but asked carefully:

"There's no lard in this, right?"

"No!" Lin Yu rolled his eyes, picked up the yellow beef next to him, and poured it all into the pot.

The fresh yellow beef was wrapped in quail egg white and tossed in the boiling sour soup pot for more than ten seconds. Lin Yu picked it out with chopsticks, dipped it in chili pepper, rolled it twice, and then put it in Lu Lin's bowl. middle:

"Here you go, sour son and hot daughter. Now it's sour and spicy. I wonder what you can give birth to if you only have one in your belly."

"After all, I am a college student, and I am obsessed with feudal superstition every day."

"Thank you, husband!" Lu Lin happily took the bowl and devoured the beef in the bowl. Across from him, Rawat looked at all this and couldn't help but raise his middle finger.

Then he rolled his eyes again, pointed at the sour soup pot in front of him and said:

"Are you sure there's no lard in it?"

Facing his questioning again, Lin Yu raised his finger and pointed at the red bottle on Rawat's left hand:

"Fermented grape juice?"

Faced with this problem, Rawat's face was red but his heart was not beating. He calmly opened the unmarked bottle, poured the red liquid in the bottle into a cup, and handed one cup to Lin Yu. He picked up the remaining cup, shook it and drank casually. said:

"Fermented grape juice has only been fermented for a long time, which has destroyed the flavor of the grape juice. It's not very tasty, but it can quench your thirst."

Listening to his nonsense, Lin Yu picked up the goblet in front of him and touched it with the person opposite: "I just like your serious nonsense, come and take a sip."

When the fermented grape juice entered his mouth, Lin Yu did not swallow it in a hurry, but felt the faint taste in his mouth.

Then he swallowed it in one gulp and asked the person in front of him:

"By the way, why did you come all the way to Yanjing? Shouldn't you be waiting for the ship in Liancheng?"

"I have a good thing that I want to hand over to you! I don't worry when I pass other people!" Rawat responded to the question with a smile, put down the fermented grape juice in his hand, opened the collar of his clothes, and took out a small envelope from the inner pocket of his coat. , casually threw it to Lin Yu, then took his fermented grape juice, shook it gently, and then took a sip.

After getting the envelope, Lin Yu discovered that there was something wrong with the paper of the envelope. It was a very tough plastic-plated paper, and the seal of the envelope was also printed with fire paint.

There is an incomprehensible pattern on the fire paint.

Shaking the envelope, Lin Yu looked at the person opposite him curiously, without asking, just watching quietly.

Rawat opposite received his gaze, calmly took a sip of fermented grape juice, and said casually:

"A week ago, you called me and asked me to contact someone to give those guys a discount."

"I gave it, and three days ago, they bought several other asset packages from Eric."

"Inside the envelope are the channels through which they pay the funds, as well as the amounts paid by each channel."

"I know you need this thing, and I happen to be free these two days, so I sent this thing to you."

"How is it? Is this a good thing?"

As he spoke, Lavat slowly handed the fermented grape juice cup in his hand forward to Lin Yu.

His eyes swept over the envelope, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of Lin Yu's mouth.

This is indeed a good thing!

He picked up the fermented grape juice cup with his right hand and touched it with Lavat's cup. With a ding, the two said almost in unison:

"Good stuff!"

After taking a sip of fermented grape juice, Lin Yu did not open the envelope, but directly put the envelope back into his pocket, put it away, turned around and continued to help Lu Lin scald the beef.

After getting rid of the greedy girl beside him, he turned his head and looked at Rawat:

"Tell me, what are you going to exchange for this gift?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rawat on the opposite side raised his right hand, and the slender index finger gently shook, like a car wiper.

After shaking his fingers for a while, the Arab man gently denied:

"This is just a gift, a small gift, a gift that does not ask for anything in return, you don't have to take it to heart at all."

"There are not many people participating now. If more people participate, it may form a big gift."

"It may be valuable at that time, but it is not necessary now."

"If you really want to help, then...then let your people move faster, quickly launch the boat for me, and then quickly assign people to the right place, and then quickly drive the boat back."

Rawat spoke quickly, but he may not have noticed that there was a hint of anxiety in his words.

Lin Yu is a smart man, and he easily heard this hint of anxiety from the other party.

But after thinking for a while, he found that recently, Rheinsteel's various construction companies in the Middle East had not sent back any news about the situation there.

Moreover, there was no movement from Hanks.

He might not understand the situation in the Middle East because he was not well-informed, but Hanks was the commander of the Central Theater of the Americas. How could he not have relevant intelligence?

If there was a war over there, would that guy give up the opportunity to make money?

Wasn't that a joke?

Lin Yu flicked his glass with his fingers, lowered his voice and asked:

"Is there a situation in the Middle East?"

Rawat scratched his head irritably and also lowered his voice: "It's Syria and Turkey!"

"The specific situation has to start with the civil unrest in Turkey some time ago."

"At the beginning, the Kurds were attacking the city, but I don't know where Turkey got a batch of equipment, and then the Turkish government forces began to fight back."

"It has been noisy for several months, and now the Kurds' range of activities has been pressed to the border between Turkey and Syria."

"Then, shit happened!"

The third update will be in the afternoon

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