Chapter 1232: Can't Talk

At 7:30 in the morning, Lanse was enjoying breakfast while reading the local newspaper.

The local newspaper in Sher City is called "Morning Reading News," which is the newspaper with the longest issuance time and the largest issuance volume in the local area; it can be regarded as the local "official newspaper," the kind that has authority, and also the kind that every person who reads the newspaper must read every morning.

One-third of the content on it is local and state content, and the remaining two-thirds are federal news and some world news.

There is no entertainment news or edge-ball news on "Morning Reading News," let alone those call-out information; it is a very typical serious newspaper.

It is boring, but for people who like this news, this is the essential morning reading material every day, just like its name; people who like it will read it every morning.

On the front page headline, Lanse had already seen the follow-up report on the landing of "New City" locally; this is a continuous report that will introduce some branch projects in the New City to local people, such as casinos, tourism industry, entertainment industry, movie city, and such things.

People are very concerned about the development of their hometown, which has also increased the sales of this newspaper recently.

What is reported today is that the governor has obtained a new casino business license in the past two days; this license is issued by the "Federal Gaming Commission (Congress)."

South Yaan State had not opened a super-large casino before, and no one had considered doing so; opening a large casino has a premise, which is to have a sufficiently commercialized city and huge human traffic.

It is a pity that these cannot be seen in South Yaan State; the state where Heaven City is located belongs to the first batch of developed western cities, where the population is the largest in the entire west, and commerce is developed, human flow is dense, and consumption ability is higher than the later developed South Yaan State.

Someone had considered opening a casino here before, but after investigation, it was found that opening a casino was not a good idea.

They have to compete with local indigenous people, and also face the harassment and even revenge actions that indigenous people might produce against them, as well as some other risks that might appear.

This would lead to the entire project actually not making much money.

For capitalists who are willing to invest huge costs to open super-large casinos, their purpose of investment is for amazing returns, not to solve the employment problem of that place.

So this matter has never been successful.

There is no commercial casino in the state, and the casino on the indigenous reservation is also constrained and regulated according to the federal law of the "Protected Area Special Business Act," so there is no "State Gaming Commission" in South Yaan State.

The application for this license needs to be applied to the "Federal Gaming Commission."

Fortunately, although the seats in the Senate have undergone major adjustments, although the "Federal Gaming Commission" also has adjustments, it has not exceeded the scope of control of the Social Party.

This is a stable one, and in the short term, it will not produce huge economic value and political value; the Freedom Party has not moved here yet.

And they also don't intend to completely encircle and suppress the Social Party; politics is not about killing them all, but a kind of mutual pulling, balance, and tacit performance art!

Leaving something for the Social Party is instead beneficial to the stability of the entire Congress.

For "their own people" to apply for a license, and it is Lanse who wants it, the Social Party didn't hesitate at all, directly approving a twenty-year commercial license for Lanse.

Originally, this was a relatively long process, which would last at least three months to half a year to be approved, but because of the special nature of the applicant, they allowed the state government and Lanse to take the license first and submit the application materials later.

After all, this is the Federation, the place that pays the most attention to human feelings and sophistication.

Perhaps in other countries, officials would still be constrained by at least superficial moral requirements for themselves and not do it so nakedly.

After getting the license, the local newspaper must definitely promote it; looking at the introduction of the Golden Port Casino and the Golden Casino on the newspaper, Lanse is still very satisfied.

It is not that the newspaper introduced to people how much money he can earn by relying on this casino, but mentioned that this casino can provide at least ten thousand high-income job positions for the entire state, and drive more western tourists and gambling dogs to come here for tourism and participate in games.

It also mentioned the word "tourism economy" created by Lanse, and explained it in detail; the entire newspaper is based on Lanse's blowing, which is clearly directed by the governor or the Social Party behind the scenes.

Originally, it might have been a project that was not welcomed by the public; after such a blow, even if local people were not very welcoming, they would not have any thoughts of opposition.

Who can refuse themselves or their relatives to be lucky and be able to seek a position inside?

"The president and vice president of the construction workers' union have come."

Lanse looked back at the person who came to notify the news and put the newspaper on the corner of the table, "Let them wait a while, I am having breakfast."

For Lanse's appearance of not taking them to heart, Erwin sitting opposite him just kept laughing.

All of this is like an outrageous dream to him; it seems that not long ago, he and Ethan and others were doing dirty and tiring work at the pier with a salary of only ten or twenty dollars a month; now in a blink of an eye, some big figures in their eyes in the past have become so "cheap," which is really surprising.

Lanse read from his face some things he was thinking in his brain, and laughed, "You have to adapt to these in the future; we cannot always be a gang; perhaps in the future we will become well-known businessmen in the Federation, or well-known philanthropists, and such."

He curled his lips, clearly not caring about these titles, but having such a title and not having such a title are two completely different things.

The hypocrisy of federal people is written entirely on the surface; from some aspects, it is indeed as those who blow the Federation say, not pretentious at all.

You have a beautiful identity, and they smile and welcome you.

If you don't have any beautiful identity, you might not even have the qualification to see them.

Erwin asked, "Then what about the gang side?"

Lanse used a butter knife to spread butter evenly on the toasted bread slice; he slightly increased his tone, "Not a gang, it's a company."

"We are a military outsourcing company with formal registration and authorization from the Ministry of Defense."

"Then our employees...", he put the breakfast that had been spread with butter, put on vegetables, bacon, and some shredded beef on his mouth, "performing a little differently from the employees of ordinary companies, isn't it very reasonable?"

He said and took a bite; the taste was not bad.

At first, he didn't understand why federal people like to spread butter on toasted bread slices; butter... if there is no other processing, it is too greasy to eat directly.

Later, he tried it once himself and knew that if you don't spread butter, the toasted bread slice is too dry, and swallowing is a bit difficult!

The bread slice of the Federation and the toast bread he ate in the street bakery in his previous life are not the same thing; the toast bread in his previous life was very soft.

And here, bread is bread, as hard as a brick.

People eat bread not because bread is a snack that can be used to pass the time in leisure, but because it is the most basic food used by everyone every day to fill their stomachs.

It does not have the attributes of a snack; it must be cheap, must have a sense of satiety, must be able to be eaten full, which makes its taste not very good.

Especially toasted; federal people toast bread because the bread now is too hard, and it is very difficult to enter the mouth without toasting; of course, toasting it doesn't make it simple anywhere, but at least it's a little better, and the temperature will make the bread soft.

Erwin considered it along Lanse's words, and nodded, "Then should some of our... company's activities be restrained?"

Lanse took two more bites of bread and asked back, "Do we have any specific criminal business currently operating?"

"Except for selling liquor."

Erwin was stunned for a moment; after he really thought about it, he couldn't think of any criminal business they were operating now, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

Lanse ate the bread in his mouth in a few bites and clapped his hands, "So, don't always feel that we are a gang; we have already washed white!"

He said and stood up, "I'll go see what those two guys want to talk to us about; if you have anything, contact me again."

Looking at Lanse's back as he left, Erwin scratched his head; he looked at the subordinate standing behind him, "So, do I count as a vice president of the company or something?"

The captain behind him showed a funny expression on his face, "According to the Boss's statement, I think there is no problem with you saying that."

Regarding the change of identity, Erwin still felt a bit strange.

On the other side, the two president and vice president who were waiting for Lanse were talking in a low voice about the things they might encounter; the vice president was clearly dissatisfied with Lanse's "neglect," and there was more resentment in his tone. "He clearly looks down on us; in the past, no matter who we visited, those people would see us in their study for the first time, not in such a place; it's not formal at all, and this place doesn't even count as a 'main room'."

The president's mood was still stable at this time, "Because he is Lanse White; if you had his achievements in Likalai State and Indeno State, you would only be more arrogant than him!"

The vice president's lips moved, and in the end, he did not refute; if he really had such achievements as Lanse, he would have spiraled to heaven on the spot long ago; who the hell would still stay in the mortal world?

It was also at this time that the door of the side hall was pushed open; Lanse walked in from the outside, his face full of smiles; after he entered the door, he stood by the sofa, and the two president and vice president immediately stood up, walked forward, and shook hands with Lanse.

"Sorry, something delayed me for a while."

He shook hands with the president, "They said you came, and I rushed over as soon as possible; I hope I didn't come too late."

Although he knew clearly that this was a very hypocritical scene, the president still responded with a smile, "No, we just sat down not long ago."

"I'll introduce myself...", then he introduced himself and the vice president beside him to Lanse, and then the three sat down separately.

Lanse had coffee sent over; he had just eaten a dry bread, and although there were many side dishes, it was still a bit dry.

After drinking a sip of coffee, it was obviously much better; he looked up at the two, "I also know the two; I don't know what the purpose of your coming here is?"

The two presidents looked at each other; the vice president coughed, attracting Lanse's gaze, "Mr. White, the newspaper has been reporting about the landing of 'New City' recently; according to the information we know, this is a big project."

Lanse did not deny, "We estimate that the entire plan will take about five years to complete, or even longer."

The construction industry in the Federation in this period has not become chaotic and slow; building a skyscraper of over two hundred meters in two hundred days has become a norm, known as the "industrial miracle of the Federation"!

A project that takes five years to fully complete is indeed a huge work content for this era full of energy.

The vice president slightly lowered his posture, "Our purpose of visiting is here; since there are so many engineering projects, I don't know if your workers have started recruiting?"

"The construction workers' union manages more than ninety percent of construction workers in the entire state; if we can cooperate, we can ensure that your project can be completed within the planned period, or even completed faster and put into use!"

"Including some rare technical types of work, we have very deep reserves; our cooperation will be a win-win."

Looking at the two people talking nonsense with their eyes open, Lanse couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

"Sorry, we don't have the idea of recruiting externally for the time being."

The vice president's expression didn't change much, "I heard some rumors, saying that you only recruit internally."

Lanse still nodded, not denying.

The vice president's tone became slightly sharper, "This is unreasonable, Mr. Lanse; if you want to start work here, you have to use local workers, you must reach an agreement with us on employment issues!"

Lanse looked at the president, then at the vice president, still as elegant as ever, "Which law stipulates this?"

The vice president slightly puffed out his chest, "This is an industry rule!"

Lanse laughed twice, "Industry rule... very sorry, I am not in this industry of yours, and I don't intend to follow your rules."

"If you feel that my behavior violates federal law, you can completely sue me."

"If the federal judge thinks what you say makes sense, then I will listen to the answer the judge gives me."

"Before the judge tells me that I must recruit workers from you, I am very sorry, I cannot meet your requirements and reach an agreement with you on any issue."

The president had to speak at this time, "Mr. White, I don't quite understand; this is clearly a win-win situation for us, if we cooperate."

"We can better help you communicate with the workers, and you don't need to deal with them personally."

"At the same time, we will also ensure that the project is completed on time and in quantity, and you don't need to pay us any extra fees for this; why are you so... resistant to us?"

"Sorry, I thought about it, it seems that only the word 'resistant' can express your attitude toward us at this time."

"What makes you so resistant to us?"

Lanse sat with his legs crossed; he held his knees with his ten fingers crossed, "Resistant, can't talk about it, more is dislike."

"How I use workers as an employer is my business, it is the worker's own business, and it has nothing to do with you; you have no qualification to intervene in the matters between me and the workers, but you have always wanted to intervene."

"So the problem is not with me, but with you!"

The president's reaction was fast, "We don't have any idea of intervening in the problems between you; we are just protecting the interests that construction workers should obtain during work from being infringed."

"If you don't harm the interests of those construction workers, then we are like we don't exist!"

"But if you violate the rules and oppress workers, we will stand out; I believe, Mr. White, the Wanli Group is not a cruel and cold-blooded enterprise, so your worry is fundamentally unnecessary, and it will not be the root of the contradiction between us."

After Lanse finished listening, he kept shaking his head, "I said, this is a problem between me and the workers, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Maybe they just like being exploited and oppressed by me?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

"This is what I dislike most about the union; you always take protecting the rights and interests of workers as an excuse to seek profit for yourself."

"I know quite a few people in the union, especially the management, almost every union management doesn't know how to work; you have long been separated from the worker group; you are actually no different from us, from capitalists."

"Capitalists put sucking the blood of workers in the open, while you, under the name of being good for workers, fiercely suck their blood, and also have to set up an image that you are for the good of workers; I feel very disgusted."

"When I was still poor and down, I would cooperate with you, because I was very poor."

"Poor in all aspects, in wealth, in status, in influence."

"But now I have become rich; I don't need to care about your thoughts; I only need to care about my own."

"If you only came to find me for this matter, I think we don't need to continue the discussion, because there won't be any good results."

The president looked at Lanse and examined him for a while, "Mr. White, do you know that if you do this, it will trigger the boycott of all industries in the state?"

"You are destroying the labor-capital relationship formed in the Federation for decades."

Lanse spread his hands, "Who cares?"

The president and vice president looked at each other, knowing that talking further had no meaning, and then stood up, "Mr. White, perhaps you should consider it again, and you will have new ideas."

"It seems you are very busy, and we are also very busy, so today's visit ends here."

"This is my business card; if you change your mind...", the president put his business card on the table, "Please call me; I look forward to your call!"

Lanse glanced at the business card, not even having the desire to pick it up and look at it; he smiled, "Send the two gentlemen away."

A subordinate opened the door, "Please, gentlemen!" ===== CHAPTER 1233 =====