In the Federation, what kind of people can influence governnt decisions?
Ordinary federal citizens?
Well-known activists who are enthusiastic about social hotspots?
So scholars and experts in professional fields?
No, none of them. The only ones who can truly influence governnt decisions are capitalists, and big capitalists at that.
A word from Lynch made people imagine a lot, especially since he is now living in the Provincial Governor’s house. This is not just a simple "friendship" anymore!
Just when people hoped Lynch would say a few more words, a door in the conference room opened, and everyone naturally shut their mouths and returned to their seats.
The mayor stood at the door, a bit nervous. Not long ago, he was the Director of the Police Station, and now he has beco the mayor. This change in status made him sowhat confused, but more so nervous.
He wasn’t sure if he could satisfy those above him, Lynch and Drag. Being a mayor wasn’t a job he was familiar with, and he couldn’t use a baton to force people to do what he wanted, as he didn’t even have a baton!
Before entering the conference room, he tugged hard at the hem of his clothes with both hands, which made his clothes look neat and without wrinkles. Unfortunately, he couldn’t wear a gun belt now, and he felt a bit uncomfortable when his hand touched his empty waist.
Looking at the dense crowd outside, he took a deep breath and stepped into the conference room. This would be his first test as mayor.
As soon as he entered the conference room, he saw Lynch. For a mont, he seed to want to greet him, but Lynch’s previous words to him took effect—"I will be there that day as well, and you must act as if you didn’t see , then say according to this script I gave you, understand?"
Of course, he rembered. He quickly shifted his gaze away from Lynch and walked to the host podium on the steps of the conference room. Previously, he had always watched the mayor stand here from below, but today he stood here himself, which was a very special feeling.
The people who had made him feel so pressure earlier, after he stepped onto the steps, suddenly seed not so oppressive, a very curious feeling.
"Friends from all over the world, dedicated to helping Nagariel escape poverty and develop its economy and industrial base, good morning everyone..."
"I am very happy to et with you all here. This is also my first eting with you since I beca mayor."
"So friends we have already t, so friends might still be unfamiliar with . First, let introduce myself. My na is ’Afleron.’ You can call by my full na or just Fler."
Only recently did Lynch figure out that in Asir, Afleron, and others’ nas, the ’A’ is actually not a real na but a modal particle that reflects their class characteristics.
Ordinary commoners and those from low-caste backgrounds add the aningless modal particle "A" to their nas. Although the current mayor, the forr police director, cos from a small clan, he was an insignificant, trivial mber of it, not part of the ruling class. This was why he was sent as the lackey police director.
He can only be considered soone with a little background, existing between the ordinary and privileged classes, so his na has a modal particle "A," similar to "that one" in aning.
Looking at Nagariel’s culture, class is an unavoidable chasm. They even integrate class into people’s lives, into their nas.
Ordinary people and those from low castes are discriminated against from birth, as their nas stigmatize them.
Conversely, those nobles, those rulers, those large clans.
They do nothing at all, even if they are not clothed or displaying their features of nobility. Simply saying their nas commands awe from others.
It is a distorted country, yet they seem not to think so themselves.
What he went on to say, Lynch was very familiar with even without looking at the script. He had unparalleled ability to speak off the cuff and was very familiar with what he had written.
Once, an elder who specialized in writing told him that a writer’s job was to arrange so fixed words in different but rule-based sequences depending on the environntal factors. This is the work of a writer.
Though it sounds simple, it is actually very difficult. It can be so difficult that sotis even a single word in a docunt needs to be repeatedly studied for a long ti, which gave Lynch a deeper understanding of writing work.
The whole script was essentially an apology from the mayor for the recent disturbances and deep regret for the victims and related families. These were all ostentatious words, but the new mayor dealt with it quite well and quickly adapted to his new role.
You could tell he was calming down; he was becoming natural, which was a good sign.
After so unimportant words, he began speaking about specific asures.
"...First, considering that you have co from all over the world to help Nagariel develop, our governnt should give you so encouragent and rewards. We plan to lower the comrcial tax rate to 17%!"
The first beneficial policy instantly ignited the passion of the people in the conference room. Originally, Nagariel’s comrcial tax was as high as 45%, with many additional taxes, but the ruling class was not included.
The ruling class would be exempt from taxes for various reasons, and foreign businesses were "unprofitable." The actual comrcial tax targeted business groups that had succeeded from the common class.
With only so much food in the pot, the rulers and third heirs will try every possible way to protect their rights, with taxation as their most powerful weapon.
Many grassroots rchants and budding market capital get sunk under the heavy tax burden.
Now, the comrcial tax has dropped to 17%, lower by about 10% than the Federation’s floating tax rate of around 30%, which is already delightful.
Seeing the expressions on people’s faces, Alphang suddenly felt sothing indescribable. The foreign lords filling the room didn’t seem that intimidating. With just a word from him, they would be happy—or possibly sad.
They weren’t as scary as imagined, instead quite weak, their emotions shifting with his attitude.
Only when his gaze touched on Lynch did the unfavorable feelings that suddenly erged instantly dissipate, and he revealed a humble look, like the fawning look of a barking hunting dog he had raised at ho.
"Gentlen, please quiet down. Additionally, investnts and production in infrastructure within my jurisdiction will be granted full tax exemption standards!"
"This is also a form of gratitude for coming all the way here, enduring huge unknown risks to help us realize the vision of getting rich."
Lynch nodded slightly, leading the applause, and people warmly followed his lead.
Companies related to infrastructure are completely tax-free, and Federation rchants have countless ways to prove what they are producing is for infrastructure.
Even if they can’t do it, they can set up an infrastructure company to "purchase" their products cheaply and then resell them at normal market prices; they have countless ways to do this.
The Federation’s economic developnt history is, in fact, a struggle between labor and capital, between capital and governnt, between money and taxation!
Brutal yet interesting.
The new mayor waited for people’s excitent to slightly die down before coughing lightly and continuing to announce "his" policies, "Second, we will establish a ’foreign and joint venture enterprises (including but not limited to) governnt office’ to help foreign-funded enterprises settle locally faster, arrange various docunts, and facilitate investnt and production."
"In this process, any company that ets our standards will be able to receive so of our conveniences and even subsidies."
The new mayor’s face showed so smiles, "Though not much, it is a token of our gratitude for everyone helping us."
People spontaneously applauded again, short but fervent.
"Third, considering the negative impact brought to society by this chaos, and especially to foreign investors, ngwu Province will enforce a total gun ban and assign dedicated police to guard the areas where you invest locally, as well as selectively issue gun permits to so security nature companies to strengthen protection of investors’ personal and property safety!"
"Please believe, we have always regarded you as our best partners, even as family, harboring no animosity. More than anyone, I want you to invest here, to make money here. Finally, I’ll bring up a term, win-win!"
Win-win was the core the Lynch set for this forum. Not just about making it easy for investors, or making the mayor completely betray Nagariel’s interests; rather, this approach didn’t align with Lynch’s ideas.
Win-win is a great term. Investors want to make money; Nagariel wants developnt. The more money investors make, the quicker Nagariel’s economic developnt and industrialization progress. People can tangibly feel Nagariel’s daily progress.
Their lives rapidly improve; they beco confused when what they perceive differs from what they are told, prompting them to verify and see the truth.
To let them see the world’s truth sooner, speeding things up a bit artificially isn’t too much, is it?
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