Shadow Empire

Chapter 778: Trust Your Friends and Privileges
"Mr. Lance, I don't quite understand."

Mr. Cassia had said this once before in the car, and this was the second time.

Lance smiled and said, "In addition to the current war immigration, the Federation has some other policies."

"For example, if you can prove that you are a high-level talent in a certain field, such as a scientist or inventor, you can also become a citizen of the Federation."

"There is also investment immigration. For example, if you bring at least $100,000 to invest in the federal government, invest in entities, build new factories, and increase employment rates, they will also support you in becoming a federal citizen."

"There are many ways, legal and compliant ways, to make you, your family and your children federal subjects."

"Mr. Cassia, you and Alberto are friends, and Alberto is also my good friend. It is only natural that the two of us should also be friends."

"My friends all know it, and you will know it too. I am happy to help my friends achieve financial freedom."

He paused for a moment, giving Mr. Cassia a chance to accept the situation. “Has Lapa established diplomatic relations with the Federation?”

Mr. Cassia nodded and said, "We are a diplomatic ally."

The Federation is still in the process of seeking a higher status in the international community, so for those countries that are willing to establish diplomatic relations with the Federation, even if they are just some inconspicuous small countries, the federal government is willing to establish diplomatic relations with them.

Although Lapa is just a small country, a poor and backward country, it is still a country after all. When the Federation needs it, they can support the Federation in the international community and bring some help from international public opinion!

"Do you know the diplomatic ambassador here?" Lance asked.

Mr. Cassia was a little embarrassed. “We have not sent an ambassador to the Federation yet.”

Seeing Lance's confused expression, he explained a little embarrassedly, "We are friends, so I won't hide anything."

"We have no money."

"It costs money to rent the land for the embassy and build the embassy."

"If it's too small and shabby, Mr. President will definitely not agree. After all, this represents our image in the Federation."

"If it's built well, the country won't have that much extra budget to spare."

"You also said, Mr. Lance, that the grain we sell to the Federation is only a few hundred dollars a ton."

"The cost of renting the land and building the buildings could cost us a whole year's worth of export revenue, or even two years or more."

"We don't have that much money to build this embassy."

He already had a rough idea of ​​the prices of goods and land in the Federation, and this would require an astronomical sum of money.

This is also the current situation of many small and poor countries. They can establish diplomatic relations, but they cannot afford to build embassies. Some simply do not send diplomatic ambassadors to stay in their diplomatic allies.

This is not surprising.

Lance pursed his lips, "Look, isn't the business coming?"

Now it was Mr. Cassia's turn to be confused. He hesitated and repeated the sentence. He felt that since he first came here, his worldview was rapidly collapsing and reshaping.

"I don't understand, Mr. Lance."

Lance raised his hands, "No, you will figure it out, because this is also your resource."

"You are going to apply to become a diplomatic ambassador to the Federation. Will the president approve it?"

"If you don't need the president to pay extra money, you can raise funds yourself."

Mr. Cassia thought for a while and nodded. "He won't refuse. As long as I don't let the country pay a large extra fee, they will be willing."

After listening to this, Lance clapped his hands, with a spring-like smile on his face, "Look, isn't this the greatest resource in your hands?"

"And now this resource belongs only to you, and the profits it brings also belong only to you!"

He paused, "If you can trust me, Mr. Cassia, you will become a great and wealthy man."

"Your family will have better living conditions here, and your children who are still in school will receive a better federal elite education, and they will get A in every subject!"

"Most importantly, you will become a rich man, Mr. Cassia, as rich as me and as rich as those rich people in the Federation you have seen."

Cassia's emotions have been affected by Lance. He has just experienced the life of the rich people in the Federation. Maybe it's because he didn't drink enough water, but his throat and lips are a little dry now.

He licked his lips and said, "Mr. Lance, we are friends. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

"You can go back and apply to become a diplomatic ambassador and be stationed in the Federation to help your president and people and sell more of their agricultural products to the Federation."

"I will also give you some orders appropriately."

The agricultural product orders that Lance mentioned were no big deal to him. Not to mention grain, other orders, such as forage, were all fine.

Anyway, it only costs a few dozen dollars, at most one or two hundred per ton, and one or two million can buy ten thousand tons, or even more!
This is definitely a large order, enough to attract the president of their country.

Lance briefly explained the problem with the order to him, and Cassia repeated his words for the fourth time, "I don't understand, Mr. Lance."

"These are just the conditions that brought you here. I paid for my friend's ticket to freedom. You don't need to take it to heart!"

"Besides, I can monetize the resources in your hands and make back the money."

In fact, these orders themselves are valuable. Even if he cannot sell more of these orders in the federation, he can sell them to others at a 20% discount, and the loss will only be a few hundred thousand.

But the subsequent benefits and value generated by doing so will be huge!

Lance pointed at the house, "What do you think of this place?"

Mr. Cassia nodded, "Very good."

"I will build another embassy in Xinjin City that is larger than this one and rent it to you."

Mr. Cassia was suddenly stunned, his eyes widened, and for a moment he even lost the ability to react.

Seeing his stupid look, Lance couldn't help laughing. He patted Mr. Cassia on the back and said, "Cassia, is it okay for me to call you that?"

Mr. Cassia came back to his senses, "Of course, my friend!"

"I would rent you that house for use as an embassy, ​​but you couldn't afford the entire cost of it, so you rented 99 percent of it to someone else for almost the same price as the rent."

"I will open another door for you next to it, so that we can have an embassy, ​​and the remaining area..."

He gestured with his hand and said, "Nothing will change in these places. I will also give you an extra sum of money, one thousandth of the profit."

This was the fifth time Mr. Cassia had repeated, "I don't understand, Mr. Lance."

He had no idea what Lance was talking about, about renting it to him and then subletting it to someone else when he couldn't afford it.

If he can't afford it, can't he just not rent it?
Why would you rent it out to someone else?

Lance moved closer. "The embassy is under the jurisdiction of the country to which it belongs. In other words, neither the police, the Prohibition Bureau, nor any other federal government agency can force their way in here."

"This is your value, Cassia." He paused, "In short, don't think too much, it's definitely right to listen to me, I won't hurt you, we are friends!"

Once Cassia becomes the ambassador to the Federation, Lance will be able to legally create another "super project" in New Gold City, a den of luxury where eating, drinking, whoring and gambling are all combined.

Without the protection of Mr. Cassia's diplomatic identity, he would have to face a lot of trouble. But with this diplomatic protection, plus Lance's plan to promote the "invasion" of the Yalan region, not only will his business be stable, but he will also be able to add a "guide party".

Mr. Cassia hesitated, "Please forgive me for coming from a remote place and not having much experience, Mr. Lance, if I do as you say and become an ambassador."

"I..." He was a little embarrassed to speak, but Lance knew what he was going to say.

Most of the things in this world that are difficult to talk about are related to money.

"Twenty thousand yuan. If it's less than twenty thousand yuan, I'll give you twenty thousand yuan."

"If it's over 20,000 yuan, I'll give you whatever you have."

Cassia took a breath when he heard this. This was equivalent to several million Lapa's money. His emotions had been aroused by Lance.

The luxurious life, he couldn't forget everything here since his last visit, even when he just returned to Lapa, he dreamed about everything here!
At this moment, everything he had once fantasized about was within reach and he could grasp it with his hands. He was already a little impatient and wanted to go back to Lapa and talk about this to the president.

Perhaps seeing Mr. Cassia's urgency, Lance knew that he had already bitten, and all that was left was to wait, until he bit harder. "Don't be so anxious, we still have time."

He stood up and said, "You must be tired after working all day. I have reserved a room for you. You can rest here."

Mr. Cassia didn't know what to say. He was very touched by Lance's thoughtfulness.

Lance asked the maid outside the door to come in, "Take Mr. Cassia to his room."

These have all been ordered, including the subsequent programs.

Tonight, Mr. Cassia will have the happiest and most ultimate enjoyment in his life!
Looking at Mr. Cassia's hurriedly leaving back, Lance smiled and shook his head.

The next day, Lance asked Mr. Cassia to go to the casino again. If he lost, it was his money, and if he won, it was Mr. Cassia's money.

His luck wasn't very good, but even so he still managed to take away 50,000 yuan in chips.

This amount of money is more than the total savings of three generations: his grandfather, his father, and him!

But here, Lance just gave it to him casually.

Mr. Cassia finally stayed here for three days and couldn't wait to return home. He was a conscientious man and he wanted to complete Lance's instructions as soon as possible. It was definitely not that he was greedy for wealth, but he just didn't want to disappoint his friend!

At the end of July, the editing of the film was completely completed, and Senator Cleveland, along with two other senators and more than a dozen congressmen, came to visit the Golden Harbor Naval Base and Admiral Miles.

A political show performed for oneself. Although everyone knows that it is just a show, it still needs to be performed.

Admiral Miles was only responsible for waiting for their arrival at the base, and the one who was actually responsible for the reception was Lance.

Lance was waiting at the beach early in the morning, and the entire dock was cleaned up.

This is the tourist pier. Usually there are many people gathering here, especially some beggars.

But today there is nothing to be seen here, all the beggars have been driven away.

If they didn't leave, Lance would send them to the battlefield, so they ran away early.

When the others heard that Lance was going to receive an important person here and it was not convenient for them to come in, they did not come in either.

Even some passenger ships temporarily changed their docking times because of this incident!

Soon, the passenger ship carrying the three senators docked at the pier and stopped. First, a group of entourage and congressmen got off, and then the three senators appeared on the deck.

The Cleveland Senator walked first, and the other two followed.

There were many young children on the dock, holding flowers high and seemingly cheering for the arrival of the senators.

There were also three beautiful young girls who offered flowers on their own initiative.

This scene made the three senators a little... frightened.

While shaking hands with Lance, Senator Cleveland asked quietly, "Are the standards too high?"

“I thought the President was back there!”

Lance shook his hand and whispered, "They took the initiative."

This sentence made the senator stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing. He patted Lance's arm and said, "You are so humorous!"

He introduced Lance to two other senators, all of whom were members of Senator Cleveland's small group. One of them Lance had met before, at Senator Cleveland's estate.

They greeted him very respectfully and their responses were very positive, but Lance could still feel that their positivity was just an act and not their true thoughts.

But he doesn't care. His value will make these people look at him in the eye, respect him, and be in awe of him.

Soon the three senators got into their respective cars, with Lance and Senator Cleveland in the same car.

As the convoy started to drive out of the dock, ten policemen on motorcycles were divided into five rows and led the way at the front of the convoy.

A large number of police cars followed behind with their lights on.

The road from here to the hotel was completely controlled and cleared, with many young people, children and beautiful girls waving flowers on the roadside.

Senator Cleveland was amazed when he saw this scene. "It's not nice for you to do this. We shouldn't not allow others to walk."

"We are also servants of the country, not rulers, and we don't need to do this."

He said so, and Lance could see from his expression that he was enjoying it.

It’s just that he can’t say it so directly, he can’t say that he just likes privileges or just likes to clear the field.

He seemed to have thought of something. "When I came here, I saw several passenger ships parked at the beach. Is it because of us?"

Lance smiled and said, "I was afraid that some stupid people might offend you, so I asked them to wait a little longer."

Cleland raised his chin slightly, "Don't do that next time!"

Lance also understood, "I know."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he looked at the scenery outside the window, and raised his eyebrows.

It can be seen that he is in a good mood!

If a person has worked hard all his life to reach this level, does it mean that he still has to endure hardships like people at the bottom as a good quality?

Stop joking, how many feudal and corrupt masters worked hard just to endure hardships?

Isn’t it just to ride on the people’s heads and act like an ancestor?
His fingers tapped on the armrest, and Tom, who was sitting next to him, gave Lance a knowing look.

You really are good at it!
According to the schedule, we will not be able to visit the military region until tomorrow, so there is nothing to do this afternoon.

After lunch, Senator Cleveland took the initiative to ask about Lance's movie. Some content of this movie had been leaked and had begun to break out of the circle, and the senator was also very interested.

"That's right, I would also like to take this opportunity to ask the three gentlemen to give me some advice."

Senator Cleveland looked at Lance for a few seconds, "You seem very confident. The movie was shot very well in your eyes."

He turned and looked at the two people behind him, "Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

When he asked this question, the two people behind him could no longer be busy even if they had something to do in the afternoon.

Both of them replied that they were going to take a rest in the afternoon or walk around. Senator Cleveland smiled and invited them, "Since there is nothing important, let's go and see what the movie Lance shot is like."

The two naturally agreed.

Soon they sat down in a small independent theater, and as the movie began to play, they didn't pay much attention to the development of the love affairs in the beginning, then the plot officially began, and then there were some omens, some rumors, and finally Dantra's fleet appeared outside the city of Golden Port.

The real bombardment scenes brought a more realistic viewing experience, and the expressions of the three senators became solemn.

A large part of the funds for the entire filming of the movie was spent on special effects. After all, each sand table is worth hundreds or thousands of dollars, and every "explosion" represents hundreds or thousands of dollars of funds being burned!

The pictures are very realistic. From a modern perspective, Lance felt that there were still many flaws in the directing, but both directors said it was "absolutely perfect."

The city of Jingang was reduced to a sea of ​​fire, and the Jingang navy suffered heavy losses. At the same time, the Dantra army that occupied the Alan region posed a huge threat to the Federation's homeland.

The Presidential Palace and Congress decided to launch a strategic plan against Alan, drive out the Dantra people, liberate the invaded Alan countries, and launch an attack on the evil Dantra United Fleet.

When the hero rode the torpedo and perished together with the largest battleship, the three senators couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Some regrets.

But regret is often an indispensable part of perfection.

The Federation won the naval battle and indirectly strengthened its control over the entire Eastern Ocean through its control over the Star Islands and Alan, thus gaining a huge strategic advantage.

The movie ends here...

(End of this chapter)