In the room, the president of the Gafura Comrce Association looked at Lynch with a changing expression, sowhat puzzled and unable to understand the current situation.
Logically speaking, Lynch caused them heavy losses. The local people’s hatred toward the Gafura made it impossible for them to recruit workers, while Lynch and other Federation rchants seized this opportunity to gain an advantage during developnt.
If he were to switch positions and do it, he would never give any opportunity to these people. He would first use locally produced goods and imported goods to crash the market heavily.
He could even use certain politically borderline phrases and sales thods to kidnap the local people’s national spirit.
The president was not unfamiliar with such ans, such as the slogan "Not buying ans not being an Empire person," which had been used so frequently it had beco commonplace. They had used it long ago.
But what he never expected was that Lynch did not play according to the script. He instead proactively helped him, helped the Gafura people solve problems, leaving another question; whether there were other issues involved.
Silent, the president watched Lynch closely. Besides his handso looks and youthful face, he seed not to find what he wanted.
"What do you... really want to do?" He couldn’t help but ask.
He didn’t expect Lynch to really answer this question; it was rely an instinctive inquiry when he had no clues.
Lynch confidently smiled, "To make money, nothing more!"
Unable to fathom, the president smacked his lips, "We should also sign a formal contract for this matter." He probed further.
Lynch certainly did not oppose, "Sure, that is proper."
Not sensing any traps, the president finally nodded, as starting work and gaining an advantage was crucial.
Although the aristocracy controlled everything behind Gafura’s capital, the capital itself wouldn’t lose its natural properties due to power constraints.
"Regarding the number of workers, I need to discuss with my friends. So, shall we et again tomorrow or the day after?"
After Lynch confird, he excused himself, avoiding any pointless discussions. Given their opposing positions now, they were still competitors, if not "enemies" for describing their relationship.
Leaving now ant preventing awkwardness.
Watching Lynch’s car leave through the window, the president sat in the study, pondering for a while before picking up the phone and dialing numbers.
Each call received, he’d inform the other party—"I have found a solution to the worker shortage..."
The next morning, ten minutes before the agreed ti, everyone was already present.
"This is far the most diligent I’ve seen you behave!" Set to resolve so issues while maintaining his dignity, the president had a decent mood, cracking a jest.
The Gafuras’ ti concept is roughly "as long as not late," rarely arriving early. If early, they’d leisurely stroll nearby and present themselves nearing the ti.
Today, however, each defied the norm.
"President, if you omit content we aren’t fond of, perhaps it’d be more aningful to us!" soone imdiately retorted, everyone quite impatient now.
The president understood, of course, the difference between a proper joke and detrintal humor.
Clearing his throat, with a magnetic touch, he said, "Yesterday, I spoke with Lynch, he’s willing to fill our employnt gaps."
"President, the ’Lynch’ you ntioned, isn’t he the one we know?" soone imdiately questioned Lynch’s credibility.
Nodding, the president confird, "It is the Lynch you know, the Federation rchant."
"Last night, he approached and discussed matters, willing to find sufficient workers for us, payout daily, three Fla a day."
Three Fla now exchanging around five Federation Sol, seed not low, but not high either.
Both Gafura’s workforce standards and Federation’s minimum wage laws offered far higher rates than they suggested here, leaving them worry-free profit margins compared to local conditions.
More importantly, having these workers ant they could start work imdiately.
So voiced opinions too, "President, isn’t this a plot?" expressing suspicion, "Lynch isn’t a good person, allegedly forcing many individuals to death, including affecting our circumstances. Whether counted by him or rely coincidence remains unknown."
"As opponents, him suddenly offering problem-solving assistance seems unlikely out of goodwill."
"Compared to dominating Zuris and other markets, I doubt exploiting workers would earn him anything substantial. Could it be a new trap?"
Discussion ensued, the majority inclined towards the potentiality, Lynch’s prior successes too daunting for anyone to assure safety.
"He’s willing to sign a contract. Gentlen, we’re not at ho; this is the Empire Special Zone operating under international rules." The president retrieved half-smoked pure tobacco, opened, presenting light at his gesture.
Puffing twice, exhaling aromatic smoke, he spoke gradually, "We must adapt, embrace changing tides, incorporate potential issues into contracts."
"Executing by contract alleviates fears of Lynch devising deceitful ploys, we’ve signed contracts after all."
"Then the Governor would have reasons to intervene, allowing us peace of mind..."
Soon consensus was reached, estimating a workforce gap of forty thousand.
Actually fewer than forty thousand, ensuring accuracy they increased to forty, with two or three thousand available for flexible deploynt.
Upon informing Lynch, he was delighted.
A re two Federation Sol for Nagariel people, leaving over two more as profit.
Forty thousand workers, generating roughly a hundred thousand daily profit, rely in Zuris. If Alia regions extensively utilized his workforce, he’d earn millions daily!
Though unlikely everywhere depends on his workforce, large-scale seldom happens there, believes augntation triggers imnse labor demand.
Gafura holand nearly depleted its resources, packed with surplus nobles and capital on crowded isles, compelling the Emperor’s drive on Alia.
They need transitioning from an isle nation to continental.
Once production recovery and construction finishing, Alia’s growth accelerated; more possessions moved from ho, light, heavy industry, process, manufacturing...
Every enterprise demands massive populations, considering present fragile "racial nerves" Gafura people approach stability through concession.
They avoid further triggering local nerves, perilous tasks still, offering decent salaries could Nagariel willing endure, surviving harsh conditions, even if occasional fatalities.
In finalizing rapid high-intensity developnt, labor rely represents consumables.
Locals resist consumption triggering conflict even, choosing collaboration with Lynch becos inevitable, long-term partnership!
Future demands solely expand, won’t diminish.
Ensuring thriving business, Lynch would employ nursing-ho ntality running factories in Alia...
Another day passed, under City Hall’s supervision witnessed, signing the "Labor Employnt Contract" amidst nurous reporters, mayor announced reopening tides swiftly approached; urban renewal plans surfaced.
"Do not crowd, adhere to order!" at Nagariel’s port, police wielding batons regulated external people, impeding chaotic rush faced imdiate expulsion.
Order relatively maintained, those receiving basic literacy training marginally better behaved than past Nagariel folk did not fuss.
Holding "Overseas Work Passport," carrying clothes preparing to board vessel.
To minimize transport expenses, Lynch directed shipping company employ cargo logistics for people transport.
Not passenger ships, incapable of sizable crowds, whereas cargo delivers appropriately.
Only a three-day voyage between Nagariel and Alia, housing within containers, ventilated of course; shipping company abstains from canning strategy.
Food, drink adequately provided, doctors accompanied, transportation thus cost-effective.
Outside docks surged proportionally larger crowd, ever since Lynch’s "Federation Labor" actively deploying labor ignited Nagariel society news outlets.
Simple reason, overseas employnt grants one Fla seventy-five daily wage, approximating secondary worker earnings, plus twenty-five for als, equaling two Fla daily.
By heavens, never before such profitable prospects erged in Nagariel!
Nearly every basic literacy trained locals registered imdiately; overflowing amounts inevitably excluded others begging entry.
Positioned to them, not the unknown black hole, rather bright future!
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