Shadow Empire

Chapter 777 Corrosion [666+18]
No one stipulates that the Minister of Commerce must know how to make money.

Moreover, for Mr. Casillas, Lapa where he lived was a poor and backward agricultural country, and he did not know how to make money in a developed industrial country like the Federation.

He is very honest.

Lance smiled and said, "Mr. President doesn't know how to govern the country, but he knows how to let people who know how to govern the country govern the country."

“What I’m saying is that you may not know how to make money, or make a lot of money, but you have the resources to make money.”

"Just like the power in the hands of Mr. President, when he holds power, there will be people who can govern the country to work for him."

"And you have resources that can make money, so naturally there will be people willing to cooperate with you and make money together."

Mr. Cassia sat in Lance's luxury car. He stroked the upholstered armrests and the soft leather, and his whole body felt like it was sitting in a cloud.

The modern metropolis outside the car window also made him feel deeply fascinated and desperate!

What fascinates me is that people in the Federation live such a good life, the way they dress, the expressions on their faces, and even the fact that there are traffic jams on the streets due to too many vehicles!

The people here are like living in heaven, rich and happy.

Also in the Eastern Ocean, it can even be said that Yalan’s geographical location is more advantageous. It is located in the middle of the three major plates of the Eastern Ocean. Coupled with its unique tropical and subtropical climate, the natural climate is also very pleasant.

Unfortunately, the Federation has developed into an industrial power, winning victory after victory on the battlefield of Tanfit.

In poor countries like Alanya and Lapa, most people living there can't even get enough food to eat.

How could he not despair?

The Federation will only get better, while Alan and Lapa will only get worse.

The problems among the gangs, armed forces and warlords in the country made his head hurt whenever he thought about them.

Right next door to Lapa, their newly elected prime minister claimed that he would solve the problem of warlord separatism in the country. However, less than a month after taking office, a military coup occurred and he was hung on the outer wall of the prime minister's office building.

The poorer the place, the more chaotic it is.

And the richer the place, such as the Federation, the more stable it seems.

He didn't quite understand why, but he also hoped to live in such a country, of course, provided that he had money.

He turned to look at Lance, "Mr. Lance, I don't quite understand."

“If I have the resources to make money, why haven’t I discovered it until now?”

"And... you see, I and my country are very poor. We have exported low-grade agricultural and livestock products to the Federation as much as possible, but we are still very poor."

"You just haven't discovered it yet, and you don't know how to use it."

Lance gave him some small reminders, "People are the most basic resource. Yalan and Lapa both have large populations, but no one knows how to use these resources."

"You sell your crops to the Federation at a price of several hundred dollars per ton, but you don't know how to turn them into wine and sell them for hundreds of dollars per bottle!"

"You have rich mineral resources, wild resources, tourism resources, and a very unique geographical location, but no one has ever considered these."

"If you turn these things that you consider to be disadvantages into your advantages, Mr. Cassia, do you think you can make a lot of money?"

Mr. Cassia smiled bitterly, "We have considered this, but the federal immigration policy is tricky, and our wine can't be imported at all."

"As for the other things you mentioned, I haven't thought about them and I don't know how to do them."

Lance patted the driver's seat, and the direction of the convoy quickly began to change.

Lance continued to look at him, "This is the importance of a partner, Mr. Cassia."

"May I ask, do you have a good relationship with your president?"

Mr. Cassia sighed when he heard this, "I can't say it well, I can't say anything, I work for the government and I also work for him."

Lance nodded thoughtfully. "That is to say, even if your efforts helped Lapa obtain a large number of high-profit orders, you personally would not actually gain any benefit. Am I right to understand this?"

Mr. Cassia nodded and said, "The president and the ministers all come from those families, and I am not one of them."

Lance actually knew something, otherwise he wouldn't have invited Mr. Cassia over.

The political power in such backward areas is often among ethnic groups that used to be "chiefs" or "tribal leaders". After many years of development, the chiefs and tribal leaders became presidents, and they continue to rule these countries until today.

In fact, to some extent, Yalan and the Federation are the same, there is not much difference, but the ruling class of the Federation knows better how to hide themselves, while people like Yalan are not so smart.

The car quickly entered the fast lane. Lance seemed to be thinking about something and didn't say anything.

Lance didn't say anything, and Mr. Cassia didn't dare to speak, so the car fell silent for a while.

After about ten minutes, the motorcade left the bustling city center and stopped in a building in the Bay Area. Lance's men opened the car door for them, and Lance invited Mr. Cassia to get out of the car.

This is a "super project" of Lans. Its name is "Super Project". To put it more intuitively, this is a high-end entertainment center.

Eating, drinking, whoring and gambling are all available here. It has replaced the high-end casino model of the Kodak family.

It is no longer just a high-end casino, it offers everything that you can enjoy in Jingang City!
If you want to corrupt a person, take him to see a life that is both out of reach and within reach.

"I have to leave for a while because of something else. This is also my property. You can relax here."

"Please don't worry, everything is my treat, you just need to empty your mind and experience it, I will be back soon."

"We'll talk about making money when I get back."

Mr. Cassia hesitated for a while, only a moment, and then agreed. He also wanted to know how to make money.

He was too poor, Lapa was too poor too, and he felt that what Lance was hinting at was more than just making money.

Soon two young and beautiful girls appeared in the building and took Mr. Cassia into the building.

This is a real den of money. The richest people in the city, and even the richest people in the state, like to come here to play.

Lance has added many projects here that are not available anywhere else. It is said that there are some rumors about "super projects" circulating in Paradise City, and they are planning to form a group to come here to learn!

In fact, Lance has nothing else to do now. He just wants to continue to increase the stakes and let Mr. Cassia feel more deeply the ultimate enjoyment that wealth and power can bring him!
At this moment, Mr. Cassia just felt that this was heaven!

Two hours later, they met again, and the two girls sitting next to Mr. Cassia stood up on their own initiative, bowed to Lance and left the room.

"How is it? They didn't neglect you, did they?" Lance asked with a smile. He walked over and shook hands with Mr. Cassia again, then sat down next to him.

Mr. Cassia let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Lance. “Mr. Lance, your hospitality is so… I don’t know how to describe what I’m thinking at this moment.”

He did try his best, but he couldn't imagine that Lance didn't pat his arm and said, "We are friends. It is a friend's duty to entertain you."

"Back to our previous topic, the Federation has recruited many young men because of the war, and there is now a certain gap in the domestic labor force."

"And the war itself needs fresh blood. If you can get some people, I can lend you money based on the number of people."

"You can get a one-time referral fee from me, or I can deduct a portion of their salary every month and give it to you!"

"The difference is that in the former case, you can get a large sum of money directly. If I give you 70 yuan per person, and you get 10,000 people to come, that's 700,000 yuan."

"But the income these people subsequently earn through their own efforts and labor has nothing to do with you."

"As for the latter, as long as they survive, you can keep getting the money. I can give you one dollar per person per month."

"Ten thousand people would earn ten thousand yuan a month, or one hundred and twenty thousand a year."

“The more people you have, the more money you can make.”

"The same goes for alcohol. As long as I give the nod, your alcohol can enter Jingang City, and then I will distribute it throughout the south."

"I can give you at least 50% of the profit, which means if you produce one million bottles of wine, you can get 150,000 in profit."

"I know you might say that these wines can be sold at a higher price in my hands, but that is my business and has nothing to do with you."

Mr. Cassia nodded, but there was no expression of emotion or excitement on his face.

This was also within Lance's expectations.

"I've said so much, but how much can you actually put in your pocket?"

Mr. Cassia was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly twice, "This is the wealth of the country."

Lance did not hesitate to expose his "lie" this time, "This is the wealth of the ruling family!"

He didn't say anything, just remained silent.

Lance laughed twice, "Mr. Cassia, what do you think of the Federation?"

He came back to his senses. "Very good. Alberto took me around last time. This place is really great. It's so good that it's hard to believe that we are neighbors!"

"So you want to come live in the Federation?"

"Do you want your children to live and work in the Commonwealth?"

"Do you want your children's children to live in such an environment from an early age, receive the best federal education, and become the elite of the future society?"

(End of this chapter)