"I have a piece of land, about fifty acres, you know?" Lynch shifted his sitting position, took a drag of a pure cigarette, and looked at Jogriman sitting on the other side of the desk.
The latter frowned slightly. To be honest, he really didn’t know about this. Currently, large-scale financial operations are rare in Sabin City, and the situation of the six major banks is basically the sa.
If any bank had a recent large settlent, Jogriman would know imdiately. For insiders, this industry is like a transparent glass wall, with few secrets.
Lynch saying he had a fifty-acre piece of land made Jogriman feel a bit strange. Before cooperating with Lynch, he had investigated him and found that Lynch didn’t have the ans to purchase such a large piece of land in Sabin City.
Buying land in the Bail Federal is easy if you have money, but it’s not that simple as most land transactions also involve things related to money.
For example, job opportunities. After buying a piece of land, depending on its usage nature, you need to provide City Hall with the minimum number of job positions for different usage categories.
For example, after purchasing the land, there might be strict economic value standards, the most direct being annual output value.
Especially for industrial land, you not only need to provide nurous job positions but also et possibly unreasonable annual output value requirents proposed by City Hall, otherwise, City Hall won’t approve the transaction.
Obviously, Lynch did not have such qualifications. Not discussing how much fifty acres of land would cost, just based on the standard of providing at least three to five job positions per acre, fifty acres would an hundreds of job positions. Lynch has yet to accomplish this, even though he has such plans.
Having a plan does not an it can be implented. If boasting worked, the entire Federation would have been in chaos long ago. Moreover, the Federation Governnt’s evaluation is much stricter than that of banks. Lynch basically would not, and was not eligible, to buy land, even if he had enough money to do so.
Jogriman couldn’t figure it out and could only shake his head, "Sorry, I haven’t been paying attention to this recently. Did I miss sothing?"
Lynch wasn’t too concerned and explained simply, "I acquired the ownership of the Sabin City professional football club, and now that land is mine. I plan to sell it."
With this explanation, Jogriman understood. He imdiately took out a map from the drawer and located the club’s land.
It must be said, the land might not be in the city center, but it’s not too remote either. It’s a good location, and based on the current price, the land is worth about two million, which soone might be interested in.
He nodded to indicate that he understood Lynch’s intent, then continued to look at Lynch, who continued speaking, "I lack so local high-level resources, but I believe you can give so help."
"Is anyone interested in such a piece of land recently, soone who is generous in making a deal..." Lynch couldn’t help but laugh. Every ti he laughed, it evoked a sense of closeness in people’s hearts, "You said it, we are friends. You are generous to , and I won’t be stingy with you. After all, we are friends."
"From a friend’s standpoint, I will try my best to find you a buyer, and not for any other reason!" Jogriman avoided the latter part of Lynch’s words, but the latter part was the real motivation that drove him to do things for Lynch.
Even one percent was an inco of twenty thousand, and no matter how much of this legal inco he had, he wouldn’t find it too little. If he could raise the price a bit higher, the benefits he could get would also increase.
As the manager and main person in charge of the loan departnt of Golden Exchange Bank, one of the six major banks in Sabin City, he might not know those street figures with prominent faces, but he knew plenty of wealthy people.
Lynch stood up and extended his hand to shake with Jogriman, "I’m looking forward to your good news!"
Jogriman also promised to help him contact suitable candidates as soon as possible and personally saw Lynch off.
Watching Lynch’s car disappear outside the bank office building entrance, Jogriman shook his head with a smile and returned to the office.
He has seen many young people, but he has never seen a young man like Lynch who can stoop to this extent. Compared with other young people who are still indulging in eating, drinking, and wasting ti, he has already started to personally manage projects worth millions.
Sotis people are just not comparable to others, and trying to compare can make you feel inferior.
After thinking about these things for a while, Jogriman sighed. Just now, he even had the idea of letting his son learn from Lynch, but he quickly gave up.
If that little rascal plunged into this circle, he would most likely get butchered and sold while even helping others count the money, instead of becoming a legend like Lynch in people’s eyes.
Compared to these, it was more suitable for these ordinary people without achievents to leave so industries for their children and families.
With this in mind, Jogriman began contacting those "good friends," marketing the piece of land Lynch had.
The matter of Lynch wanting to sell land was brought to the mayor’s attention imdiately. The mayor, who was in a eting, shook his head at the staff officer beside him, indicating that there’s no need to worry.
In fact, when the mayor initially agreed to sell the Sabin City professional football club to Lynch for "one dollar," it was with the expectation that Lynch might sell the land, especially after Lynch expressed the wish to build a completely new club, which made this speculation beco reality.
At the sa ti, this tacit approval was also part of the mayor’s plan. The land itself was compensation for Lynch. It seed that Lynch made a huge profit by acquiring a club and property worth two million for just one dollar, but in reality, he might not have truly gained from it.
The investnt in sports is very costly. Even a relatively modest club spends more than five hundred thousand annually, and the two million "compensation" can only support this club’s operation at the minimum expenditure standard for four years.
After four years, if Lynch cannot start to profit, he will have to invest his own money into it.
The amount he takes from the club, he will be required to pay back double—unless City Hall or the United Transport Association approves, no one would take the risk of offending the local authorities and the biggest financier in the sports industry to take over this club.
Even if Lynch applies for bankruptcy, the local court will not accept it, until every penny of his has been exhausted.
Of course, that’s the worst-case scenario. If Lynch intends to make quick profits and leave, that’s different; if he manages this business well, City Hall and the United Transport Association won’t stand by and watch him be dragged into bankruptcy by the club, which is not in everyone’s interest.
With these counterasures in place, that’s the reason the mayor is unconcerned with Lynch selling the land—he can’t escape!
This was a relatively covert and small eting attended by core mbers of the Progressive Party in this state, including so social celebrities, so capitalists, and of course politicians like the mayor.
They were all discussing the sa thing, which was dividing the cake.
This "cake" cos from Henghui Group, the multinational corporation. Previously, before it exhibited the intention to pull out funds and leave Bail Federal, both the Progressive Party and the Conservative Party greatly benefited from this group.
After all, Henghui Group provided a considerable number of jobs and paid ample taxes to the Federation Governnt annually. But what shouldn’t have happened did happen: Henghui Group’s upper managent decided to pull out funds and leave the Federation to rebuild so post-war countries.
The profits from rebuilding a post-war country might not be as stable or as plentiful as managing stable businesses in a developed country, at least in the short term.
However, the political wealth from post-war reconstruction significantly exceeds ordinary business. Moreover, as these countries rebuild and their political landscape stabilizes, the rchants helping in this reconstruction not only gain high political status but also see their investnts gradually yielding economic returns beyond expectations.
This process can be lengthy, requiring ten, twenty years, or even half a century, but the returns are hard to ignore.
Thus, Henghui must fall. It wants to use the money it earned in the Federation, money that belongs to the people of the Federation, to develop other countries, which infringes upon certain people’s interests and touches on everyone’s bottom line.
They intend not only to keep the people of Henghui in the Federation but also its money, providing no opportunity for them to take the money belonging to the Federation out of the country, especially during this sensitive period.
Through so ticulous operations, Henghui Group was investigated for tax evasion and now has almost lost all ability to resist. Their board of directors has exhausted all possible connections, but to no avail.
Even the upper echelons of the Conservative Party raised no objection to what these Progressive Party mbers had orchestrated. Instead, last month, the Minister of Justice stated that even multinational enterprises must comply with Bail Federal laws when dealing with foreign funds and powers.
The next matter is dividing the profits. The corpse of a corporation valued at over a billion can cultivate more than ten companies valued at over ten million, but how to divide, and who becos these fortunate individuals, requires a process.
The entire affair was orchestrated by the Progressive Party behind the scenes, so the allocation must be discussed collectively.
As the administrator of the fourth-largest city in the state, the mayor obviously qualifies to participate in dividing the cake and holds certain judging qualifications.
Everyone was advocating their rights, discussing their future developnt directions and plans, as well as what kind of returns they could provide to the city. But all of this had one prerequisite: they must swallow all of Henghui Group’s assets locally.
These gentlen, who usually exhibit exceptional courtesy, were now like scolding fishwives in the street arguing over the ownership of fifty-cent coins on the ground, even starting to veiledly attack each other.
Watching these people fight nonstop, the mayor tiredly tapped the table, and the noise of arguing in the room suddenly fell silent, everyone’s gaze resting on the mayor.
"I’m not setting aside a day to watch you argue with each other; your ti is precious, and my ti is also precious," he said, standing up and rubbing his temples. "Take a break, and negotiate a result as soon as possible; I don’t want this to drag on indefinitely."
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