Dulin didn't care much about Scott's words. It wasn't that he couldn't hear the complicated information in this sentence, or that he felt that he had the 30 million... No, according to the current operating situation of the jewelry store, that gold At least 40 million can be sold! He is very rich, but he also knows that there are many people in the world who are richer than him. The real bosses of the General Chamber of Commerce, those super rich people who have been aristocrats for generations and have accumulated endless wealth, have gathered more than a dozen people. A super consortium with dozens or even dozens of family wealth...
There are many people who are richer than him, and there are more people who are more powerful than him, but he is not worried at all, because this is Ilian.
This may be a little confusing to say. To put it simply, it is impossible for these people to devote 100% of their energy to a project. Dulin's opponents are not those terrifying economic leaders, but slender tentacles. He can't fight against those large consortiums, but he can easily cut off their tentacles without worrying about retaliation. If the winners had to be expelled every time a business investment failed, the world would have stopped turning and the empire would have died.
So Dulin wasn't worried at all. He patted Scott's arm and squeezed it a little harder, "I know what's going on."
Seeing Du Lin say this, Scott felt that if he continued to persuade him, it would be a bit more intimate. He closed his mouth at the right time, and the two of them walked to the center of the living room and sat down. Next is the process of getting to know each other better, chatting and Q&A between both parties. An hour later, Jose sent away the three Guart representatives on behalf of Dulin and asked Dufo to send Scott back.
He sat back on the largest sofa in the middle of the living room. Savvy came down from the second floor. "I have done everything according to your instructions, boss, and everything has been delivered." He sat down on Dulin's desk. On one side, he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and started to chew it. Since he killed someone for the first time, Savvy has become very good at assassination. In addition, he is still a child and it is less likely to arouse people's suspicion. If he is stronger and his skills are better, he can be dedicated to Dulin. Dealing with similar things.
"I'll give you a few more days to take a vacation and travel around. You should work seriously and play wildly. After you finish playing, I would like to invite some tutors and other people to come over and teach you lessons!", the first half of the sentence At that time, Savi was still looking excited. How could such a prosperous city that never sleeps be comparable to a remote town like Tenel? Even if you go out on the streets in the middle of the night, the first district is still brightly lit and full of people singing and dancing. Only this kind of city is called a city that never sleeps and a metropolis.
It was only the second half of Dulin's words that made him wilt completely. Going to school was once something he dreamed of, but for Savi now, he wanted to do big things instead of wasting time on studying.
Dulin, who was aware of Savi's dissatisfaction, smiled and slapped him on the head, neither hard nor light, "Idiot, I hope you and your children can share more things for me in the future. , then knowledge must be the most important thing. You don’t have to learn it. I won’t force you or anyone else, but if one day your friends become your superiors, they will use orders. When I ask you to do something, I hope you will not forget your current choice.”
Savvy was startled and clenched his fists. He felt uncomfortable when he thought that his high-spirited "big brother" had become the target of the instigation of his subordinates. He didn't quite understand Du Lin's words. Is it really necessary for people like them to study when they have such a mission? But Savi, who has always been very obedient, decided to follow Dulin's arrangements, at least Dulin would not harm him!
He didn't know that except for the two teachers who taught knowledge, the others were either vicious criminals or veterans from elite troops. Even if it is a gray society, Du Lin will turn this society into a combat-effective steel bullet instead of a clod of soil that will break into pieces when pinched. The more military training is not only to facilitate future management, but also to strengthen their own "professional level". He hopes that no one will be unable to come back during the mission. In this period, everyone is the one he can trust the most, and also The most reliable people are precious assets!
Soon, Du Fu came back from outside. He glanced at Savi who was sitting next to Du Lin and didn't say anything. Fu Fu admired Du Lin at all. During non-working hours, Dulin was really, as he always said, his brother and their family, without any pretensions to being a leader. He won't be annoyed if you joke with him or even fight with him. Instead, he will smile at these expressions of family affection and friendship.
But during "working" time, he is the leader, his temperament, his eyes, he is the most outstanding one. Du Fu sometimes asked himself in a funny way, why did he not join so many clubs recruiting him when he was in prison, but he had to hang out with a guy named Du Lin? He thought about it many times, but every time there was only one answer, and that was feeling!
Just the feeling of being like a family made him very satisfied and happy. He grabbed an apple and gnawed it. The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, but neither one said a word.
Dulin tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the sofa with golden patterns. "Ask Eric what the situation is in District 8. There is something in Scott's words. It seems that the projects in District 8 have been completed." It’s distributed. This is not what I want to see. If there is no fair environment for us to compete, then we will create a fair environment ourselves!”
Duffer nodded at him, waved with Savi and immediately stood up and left. Ellis was still staring at Eric. When he returned to East Coast Entertainment Company, Ellis happened to be smoking in the lobby. He pointed upstairs, and the latter nodded.
Eric has been locked in the office for the past few days and will only let him out when he is needed. If he is not afraid of breaking his leg, he can consider jumping out of the window on the third floor, but even if he has the courage, he will not. It's meaningless, because the location where you jumped is right outside the gate on the first floor.
When they reached the third floor and opened the room, the swelling on Eric's face had subsided a lot. When Dove came in, he was half asleep, and he immediately turned over and sat up. After seeing the person and Dufo's hands clearly, he rubbed his face and lowered his head tiredly.
"The boss asked me to ask you if you know the situation in District 8."
Eric tilted his head and glanced at Dover, stretched out his hand and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?" A guy who had never touched cigarettes learned how to smoke in just four days, and he used cigarettes to smoke. reduce stress.
Dover threw away most of the box of cigarettes. Eric skillfully took out one, put it in his mouth and lit it. He squinted his eyes with enjoyment and blew out the smoke that swirled around in his lungs, slightly Some dizziness is normal for newbies.
“The situation in District 8 is a bit complicated, because the amount of work in the city hall’s planning is very large, and it is simply impossible to rely on the city hall alone to build it, so the city hall has contacted some large consortiums and wealthy people to let them came to fund the construction of District 8, and verbally guaranteed their rights to invest in Yili. Now most projects in District 8 already have contractors. It is better to say that it is the Eighth District of Ili, or rather it is these consortiums. The Eighth District for the rich!" Eric rubbed his eyes, his eyes were a little uncomfortable due to the smoke. "The boss also wants to invest in the Eighth District? The threshold for the Eighth District must be at least 10 million, and it can be done at any time. Cash available anywhere.”
"I have thought about bidding for a project before, but look..." He shrugged helplessly, "I'm not even qualified to ask about the specific content!"
After hearing this, Dufo nodded calmly, "Okay, you can rest first, there are two appointments tomorrow!" After he locked the door, he told Du Lin the inside story Eric told Du Lin on the phone. Lin was silent for a while and then said "I understand" and hung up the phone.
Early the next morning, Dulin arrived at the city hall in his super dazzling Haussmann, and met the most powerful manager in Ilian in the mayor's office.
"I heard that you also want to participate in the construction of District 8?" After the mayor greeted Du Lin, he already guessed Du Lin's intention. He weighed it for a moment, and then with a serious expression on his face, "I can agree, but you have to know one thing. The projects in District 8 have basically been packed up, and some people are still thinking about the remaining corners. Besides, even if I agree to give a certain project to You are of no use, everything depends on the final result." He rubbed his fingers, "You have to have this!"
Dulin took out a certificate and put it on the table and pushed it over, "This is my deposit certificate at the Imperial Central Bank. I believe there should be a chance to get what I want, right?"
The mayor clicked a series of zeros with satisfaction and pushed the certificate back. This thing seems very bluffing, but in fact it has no meaning. It can neither withdraw money nor be a completely legal proof of assets. It is just a document to prove that one is rich in a short period of time.
"You'd better go to Scott about this matter. I'll ask him to follow up. He has a plan for the specific project, which you will be interested in." The mayor leaned down and took out a plan from a drawer. A scroll tied tightly with a red ribbon was thrown to Du Lin, "This is a certificate of excellence from an outstanding citizen. The other three hundred thousand..."
Du Lin interrupted the mayor, "The other three hundred thousand is included in my bid."
The mayor smiled with satisfaction. He is a smart young man. He likes to communicate with smart young people. This kind of quick response makes him very comfortable, and some words do not even need to be said with great embarrassment. They can understand what they mean, and no one will be embarrassed by doing so. Isn't it great
The child has been crying and it has delayed a little time. I try to upload it before 12 o'clock. If it doesn't work, I will upload it after 12 o'clock.
(End of chapter)