blackstone code

Chapter 977 Always think about the children
I thought that Nell should be in Nagalil now, but Lynch asked, only to find out that Nell had returned to the Federation and was in Bupain.

Less than half an hour after he ended his contact with Garton, Nell showed up at Lynch's house.

"You should get me some cigarettes, especially the black gold age, it's too hard to buy!" Nell couldn't help complaining as soon as he entered the house.

In the past, federal tobacco manufacturers did not limit the monthly quota of a certain type of cigarettes in each store. They wished that their cigarettes could sell [-] sticks a month in these stores!

But the new cigarettes are different every moment, especially in the black gold age, the lowest-end stores can only get ten cigarettes from the channel every month, [-] cigarettes in the golden age, and unlimited in the silver age.

Only after buying a certain amount of cigarettes, the level increases, and the number of cigarettes that can be obtained every month will increase.

There are a total of 21 levels in the entire level, and each level increases by two. Even if in the end, a store is fully upgraded, you can only get fifty black gold ages a month.

Many people think that this kind of high-end cigarettes should be difficult to sell. In fact, on the contrary, those who are curious and want to try new ones, and those who want to consume themselves, all favor the Black Gold Age.

People are cursing Lynch and having a black conscience every moment while pocketing money to pocket a pack of twelve and going out to social public places to get it out.

Tear off the seal of an individual package, put the cigarette in your mouth casually, tilt your head to light the fire, put one hand in your trouser pocket, then tilt your head to look to the side, and exhale a puff of cigarette...

Bupain is a rich city, people here are richer than people in other places, and this system is prepared for those shops with a consumer audience.

After all, there is no limit in the silver age. Stores without high consumption capacity will not worry about having no place to buy their cigarettes, but if they really don't sell enough, they can only try their best to increase their purchase quantity.

The price is that they buy more silver ages every month to upgrade their level as soon as possible.

Many people think Lynch is stupid. If these cigarettes sell so well, why not let them go?

In fact, who knows, the real reason is that the shredded tobacco in his hand can't keep up.

The shredded tobacco in the Silver Age does not need to be very good. It can be blended with local shredded tobacco from the Federation and some wild shredded tobacco from Nagalil. The local tobacco production in the Federation is huge, so low-grade cigarettes can be supplied in unlimited quantities.

However, high-end cigarettes are far from being available in time. Nagalil has already begun to cultivate tobacco fields, and if they want an unlimited supply, they will have to wait until the end of the year at least.

Even Nell, Lynch's father, he can't buy much of the Black Age.

"I don't have much." Lynch replied casually, "I didn't know you were back."

Nell walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down very casually. He had become very dashing since he and Sierra divorced. experience."

His business over there, that is, Lynch's business, has been affected by local movements and politics more than once, and has been impacted. The feeling that he will lose his life anytime and anywhere is terrible.

When he knew that people were gathering to make trouble, he bought a subpoena to return to the federation and came back directly.

He had a large house in another middle-class neighborhood where his three wives were housed, which Lynch only knew about.

After the maid brought the drinks, Lynch asked him, "How is your life and work over there now? I'm a bit irresponsible, and I haven't paid attention to your situation for a long time."

Nell leaned back on the sofa, with one hand on the back of the sofa, "Fortunately, now between the locals and us...", he shook his head and turned his wrist, he didn't know how to describe it that kind of relationship.

It took me a long time to find a suitable word, "...the conflict is not as deep as before. They have begun to trust us and are willing to actively serve us."

"Including the fact that you want to reclaim the tobacco fields this time, many farmers expressed their willingness to serve us, and they even asked me if I would accept wild tobacco leaves."

Lynch nodded while listening, and when he got here, he nodded with his hand, "No, we don't want wild tobacco, and you have to protect those wild tobacco fields, it's best to buy their land."

Nell looked at Lynch with a confused face, as if asking him why he was crazy.

Perhaps understanding Nell's confusion, Lynch explained, "Our next stage will focus on the difference between wild tobacco leaves and cultivated tobacco leaves. You know, rich people are willing to spend a hundred times the money to make some Folly."

"People will believe that wild things must be good things, and we have to satisfy their fantasy in some way."

Nell thought about it seriously, and felt that what Lynch said made sense, which was why he had been working for Lynch all along, and he lacked that one percent aura.

After the father and son chatted about ordinary work, Lynch suddenly asked, "How do you get along with the locals?"

Nell pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders, "It's okay, I never make things difficult for them, and they are willing to communicate with them."

"If one day we need you to be an MP, do you think you can do it?"

After Lynch finished speaking, Nell's opened mouth could no longer close.

"My God, let me be a councilman?", he said and laughed loudly, "This joke is not very funny, Lynch, you can make me a manager, or a boss, but let me be a councilman? "

"I don't have that experience, and I don't really want to try it."

Lynch didn't say anything immediately, but continued to talk about this topic.

"Now that little congressman has made a mistake, and he will almost disappear from Mengwu's political system, and may be transferred to the Federation for detention."

"The reason is to prevent the local ruling class from releasing him in violation of regulations, or to rescue him."

"So we picked a new one, someone with better control, who is more inclined to us, Garton, you know."

Nell nodded, "I know this young man. He inherited his father's property and maintained it well."

Mr. Simon still has a lot of businesses in Nagalil. If he can earn 30 million federal soles a year, it will definitely not be a small business.

He used to rely on the Preton monopoly system to make money, but now he has turned to the Federation. The Federation's business may not be as profitable as before, but it will not be much worse.

He is a rare young rich man who has done a good job in the local area. Many people know him, and it is also a sign of the success of the local people.

In fact, the main reason for Garton's success is his identity as a local, which is too important.

The locals would support him much more than the foreigners, and as long as he wasn't a jerk himself, success would be easy.

Nell thought for a while and said, "If he is suitable, then there is no need to change the councilor. I am really not that material."

Lynch just smiled.

"Even if he's more inclined to our side than anyone else, he's not a Federal, you understand?"

"And you are just right for this position."

"You married three locals as wives, and one of them is said to be about to give birth?"

Nell was a little shy about talking to his kids about it, he's almost 50 years old, he's got a new life, and it's...

But the fact is the fact, he could only flicker Lynch's gaze towards him with some embarrassment.

"Yes, the due date is August."

Lynch spread his hands, "Look, you will have a hybrid offspring, which is the best choice for the locals."

"They will give you the equivalent of recognition for the locals. Because your child is of mixed race, I suggest you let your wife who is about to give birth go to Nagalil to give birth."

"That child inherits something from birth, something precious."

"In addition to these, you also carry out business and construction in the local area. Many people rely on you for a living. You have prestige, wealth, and upper-level connections. You are also integrated with the local people. There is also a Nagalilian. Son, who else is more suitable than you?"

Listening to what Lynch said, Nell was not as resolute as she was in the beginning, "I don't know..."

"I didn't mean to force you, I just gave you a suggestion, you have to think about it seriously."

"Gardon will be down for at most four years. Being in that position for a long time will make him unite people and make him more influential. The key is that he is an aborigine, which does not meet my requirements for that side."

"We've got to substitute, and I hope it's you, Nell."

"You are my father, I trust you immensely, don't let me down, okay?"

Nell was a little speechless, he was silent for a while, "You shouldn't be so anxious, should you?"

Lynch nodded, "Yes, you still have four years to think about it. Even if you don't think about it for you, you have to think about it for your children."

He picked up a black gold supreme, handed it to Nell, and at the same time lit it for himself, "You know, he can't live here in the Federation, some rules don't allow that."

"Each of us will die, wait for you... Sorry, I shouldn't have said that, but I have to say it."

Nell nodded understandingly.

"In 20 years, 30 years, how old will he be, and how old will your remaining children be?"

"When you give birth to them, you have to give them something to rely on, don't you think?"

Lynch couldn't help laughing, "God, not everyone can be like me, if every child of yours is like me, the world is yours!"

It wasn't a joke, Nell really listened.

It is impossible for his children to surpass Lynch, and they can control a region at the age of 23, if his "brothers" are not happy with him.

Lynch must have a thousand ways to make them disappear completely.

Even if such a thing did not happen, it seemed impossible for Lynch to help those younger brothers. He had to leave something for his children.

　fuck off

　
(End of this chapter)