Chapter 1242: Cheese and mice

Because the victims are only us.

One sentence explained the core of this matter.

In the past, those things were easy to succeed because the "victims" were the construction workers themselves, so when the union stood up, even if they didn't distribute fried chicken or food stamps, there would be a large number of workers following them, becoming their firmest backing and strength!

But this time it was different. The "victims" this time were just the construction workers' union. It was very difficult for workers to achieve complete "empathy" with them.

The union is having a hard time now, what does it have to do with the workers?

They only need to register there to get stable work in the next few years.

Maybe some people were willing to bet on them before, but accompanied by this gang impact, the last bit of people also started to hesitate and leave.

They were just ordinary workers, they were not united enough, and they didn't have the power to destroy the world!

On one side was a good job, on the other side was a union that couldn't see the future and had risks. How to choose was actually very obvious.

The vice president didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long while, he sighed, "That's it."

"I'll contact Lan White first to see if there is any possibility of continuing to talk about this matter."

At this time, Lan was receiving several big businessmen from the state.

Their sudden visit made Lan seem to smell some "smell" that they couldn't hide. After getting to know each other, everyone sat down separately, and after this group of people, the middle-aged man who implicitly had the leading position praised the coffee Lan provided, and started the topic.

"Mr. White, I heard that you and the construction workers' union are very unhappy."

This was a very dry sentence. Lan didn't deny it, "The news was published in the newspaper, it shouldn't be fake."

His slightly teasing answer made this middle-aged man laugh twice, but the laughter was not the kind of laughter that agreed with Lan's teasing of himself, but a kind of hidden, malicious laughter that didn't want to be discovered.

"I have read the newspaper, some things were published on it, but some things were not published on it."

Lan looked at him, "For example?"

"For example...", this thin-lipped gentleman pursed his lips. When he pursed his lips, it was even thinner, and it was almost invisible.

His cheekbones were somewhat prominent, plus his hairline was slightly high, which made him look like a very mean person.

"For example, some suppliers also participated in the encirclement and suppression of you?"

The mean gentleman spread his hands and then closed them together, "Sorry, the words I used might not be so accurate, but from my perspective, it is like this."

"Steel, concrete, cement, some suppliers are delaying because they were threatened by the union."

"You are in trouble, Mr. White."

Lan looked at this mean guy, there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, "I have heard such a story."

The mean gentleman didn't expect Lan not only not to follow the process he expected, but instead told him a story.

Was he here to listen to those stories?

No!

He was here to find a way to force Lan to make some concessions!

But now Lan wanted to tell a story, could he refuse?

He squeezed some smiles on his face, "Oh?"

"What story?"

"Maybe I can get some inspiration from it?"

"Mr. White, do you mind sharing it with me?"

He actually didn't want to say this, but social interaction, even a kind of social interaction that seeks certain purposes, is like this. He needs to collect all the elements. He needs to know what Lan wants to express.

Lan had some smiles on his face, he picked up the coffee and took a sip, "A group of ants living in the park have never been in contact with humans. In their world, they are the masters of this world."

"Until one day, they saw someone passing by in the distance of their nest."

"At this time, an ant responsible for observation saw the upright walking human in the distance and began to worry that humans would have contact with them one day."

"You know, any creature will have an instinctive fear of everything unknown."

The mean gentleman nodded, "Yes, anxiety."

"The queen of the ants knew about this, and it gathered the smartest ants in the ant nest to discuss this matter."

"They discussed for a long time, and finally made a smart decision—"

Lan dragged out some sounds here. He looked at this mean gentleman with a smile that was not a smile, "They wanted to build a solid city wall around the ant nest to defend against possible human invasion."

"They believed that the city wall could block the footsteps of humans!"

"So they mobilized all the ants and spent several days finally building a wall that they thought was indestructible."

"The smart ants in the ants inspected the city wall built around the ant nest, and they went back to tell the queen that this was a 'miraculous victory'."

"A few days later, a few children passed by here while playing, they didn't even notice the ants under their feet, and stepped on the city walls, and also destroyed the ant nest."

The mean gentleman heard this and raised his eyebrows, "Interesting story.", he said this sentence dryly. As a capitalist who could come to talk to Lan, his brain was clearly not the kind of waste that had been piled up with alcohol, tobacco, and sex.

He immediately understood the metaphor of this little story.

It was said to be a metaphor, but in fact, it was almost pointed at the nose. Those ants referred to the people of the construction workers' union, and those smart ants might refer to the mean gentleman and the people behind him.

Lan was a human, a middle-aged male. The two sides were not on the same level, not on the same magnitude.

He used this way to tell the mean gentleman that dealing with the union didn't even need him to handle it much.

He thought for a while, "Mr. White, the union is not an ant..."

Lan tilted his head slightly and interrupted his words, "Whether it is an ant is not what you say, nor what I say, it is proven by facts."

"Let's not talk about these annoying guys, then... you haven't said the purpose of your trip."

How could this be said?

The mean gentleman was silent for a while, then changed a way, "We are very interested in the New City Plan. South Yalan State has not had such a large investment project for a long time."

"As locals, we are willing to contribute our strength to the development of our hometown. I represent not only myself, but also some others, wanting to inquire."

"Mr. White, does the New City Plan accept our additional investment?"

Lan didn't refuse, he sat back and spread his hands, "Why not?"

The mean gentleman tentatively asked, "Then... how many shares do you plan to let out, and how much money do we need to take out?"

Lan shook his head and said, "You made a mistake, the New City project is not a company. You give me money, I give you shares, and then wait for dividends at the end of the year."

"This is a business ecosystem. You can look for things in this business ecosystem that you think can bring profits to you or your friends, and then join in."

"For example, open a pastry shop in the amusement park, or open a cold drink cart selling iced lemonade next to the roller coaster."

"You can also build a theme park that belongs to you next to my theme park. I don't oppose doing this, although this will form competition with my theme park, but competition means we can provide better services for tourists, thereby attracting more tourists."

"This is the 'investment' I identified, not the kind you think."

The mean gentleman's brain couldn't turn around after listening to Lan's words. This was a bit different from what he imagined.

After about ten seconds, he asked, "I mean, suppose."

"Suppose I want to invest in your theme park or something, that is, the companies you profit from, how much money do we need to invest, and how many shares can you let out?"

Lan rubbed his forehead, "I can let out 15 percent of the shares, but you need to pay me 1 billion federal Sol." "What?", the mean gentleman looked at Lan in shock. He looked like he didn't hear clearly. He first looked at the few people who came with him, and then looked at Lan, "You mean, the whole project is priced at 1 billion, you can let out 15 percent, which is 150 million, right?"

Lan repeated, "No, I mean, I can let out 15 percent of the shares, but you need to pay me 1 billion, and I will transfer it to you!"

The mean gentleman's face turned red, he felt he was teased, and even humiliated!

"Mr. White, I heard that your total investment in this project is only 200 million?!"

"Now you price it at 7 or 8 billion, isn't it a bit... excessive?"

Lan looked at him amusedly, sizing him up, sizing him up from head to toe. That kind of examining goods made the mean gentleman feel somewhat uncomfortable.

However, he didn't say anything, just stared at Lan, wanting to know how Lan answered him.

"It seems you should be a truly successful gentleman. You should understand that the cost of an investment should be divided into two parts."

"The first part is the actual investment budget, which everyone can see, just like you know I want to invest 200 million federal Sol in this project."

"There is also a part that cannot be seen, that is the creativity of the investment, and the process of handling the entire investment plan, the human investment in the early stage."

"I believe you, the businessmen in this state, haven't considered opening some other tracks, such as casinos."

"But did you succeed?"

"No, you didn't succeed. Just a commercial gambling license for a casino, without 1 billion, can you get it?"

"And a series of other things, I don't want to elaborate, this will make me look like I'm showing off my ability, but they are indeed here."

"Whether you admit it or not, these invisible investment costs are much more than what you can see."

"This price is based on the fact that you can come to ask first. It is a more favorable investment plan I give you. If someone else comes, one percent of the shares will have to take out at least 100 million."

Policy itself is a cost. Lan doesn't believe they don't know. This is just a negotiation technique, ignoring others' advantages and strengths, otherwise how to kill the price?

Actually, there is such a casino, let alone one percent of the shares counting as 100 million, even if it is 200 million, 300 million, this investment will not actually lose money.

It's just that the payback period will be lengthened. However, according to Lan's budget, the New City can bring at least 300 to 500 million in profits every year. 15 percent, at least there will be about 40 million in dividends.

Maybe it doesn't take 30 years, 20 years, or even 15 years, 12 years to pay back. A stable return rate of 6 or 7 percent or higher is simply a cash farm.

And they also hold these shares in their hands, which can be exchanged for cash at any time.

This is a very suitable investment. Banks have also been frequently contacting him recently, wanting to ask if they can have some investment quotas.

For banks, such projects with very excellent prospects are the favorite of banks.

The mean gentleman was silent for a long time before shaking his head, "This is a bit different from the result we considered before. We need to go back and consider it."

"If we can..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan raised his hand and interrupted his speech, "Those are just some ants. Soon you will see a rain that will destroy everything they have!"

He said and paused, "I'm glad to chat with you. You go back and discuss with your friends. Once our project officially starts construction, this such favorable price will not be there anymore."

The mean gentleman nodded and stood up, "I will discuss it with them properly. Thank you for telling me these, then we will see you later."

Lan also got up and shook hands with him, "See you later."

After leaving the temporary headquarters of Wanli Group, when sitting in the car, the assistant beside the mean gentleman asked softly, "Do you think this price is appropriate?"

There was no expression on the mean gentleman's face, "From a long-term perspective, this price is obviously not outrageous, but we are not here to do charity."

Just one sentence made the assistant close his mouth. Not here to do charity, that is here to plunder.

The mean gentleman didn't speak all the way. After he returned to the capital, he immediately gathered everyone, those people in his circle.

"How was the talk?", the older financial group president walked in with a cane.

Don't look at him needing a cane to walk, but he doesn't need this when playing golf.

It is said to be a cane, but it should actually be a gentleman's stick, a civilization stick. It is a decoration, not a tool to assist walking.

He put the civilization stick in his hand beside the chair. The golden lion head was smooth and shiny because of long-term use, and the red gemstone eyes of the lion also emitted faint halos.

He sat down, full of smiles, seemingly very confident in the mean gentleman's trip.

The mean gentleman looked at the people who came, shook his head, "The situation is not very good. Lan is a very arrogant person. He used ants to describe the union and the union people, including us."

"In his eyes, these people who make trouble are just a group of ants who build city walls to resist humans, and can't even stop one of his feet."

The financial group president nodded and said, "It is indeed a very arrogant person."

Major unions making trouble, it is not easy for these financial groups to deal with, but Lan didn't put these people in his eyes at all.

Others also laughed one after another. They didn't worry about arrogant people, because arrogant people would always make mistakes because of their arrogance.

What they care about most now is whether Lan is willing to accept investment, and how much he can take out.

"Talk about what we care about.", the president waved his hand.

The mean gentleman's face sank slightly, "He can take out 15 percent of the shares, those profitable projects he holds."

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"Theme park, casino."

The president nodded while saying, "15 percent is a bit small, can continue to talk to him, he can be the largest shareholder, holding 35 percent of the shares in his hand, this can ensure he doesn't threaten him, can ensure his own interests."

"If it's only 15 percent, who is enough to divide?"

Others also nodded one after another. The mean gentleman looked at them as if they were already considering how to divide these shares, and couldn't help but interrupt their chat, "But his meaning is, use 1 billion cash to exchange for 15 percent of the shares."

In one sentence, the whole room instantly calmed down, and everyone looked at the mean gentleman with unbelievable eyes.

This is 1 billion, not 100 million or anything else.

The president of a financial group subsidiary couldn't help but ask, "Do you know how much the 1 billion you just said is?"

The mean gentleman seemed to feel the feeling Lan had when he talked to him about this, and there was a hidden sense of refreshment.

"This is what I told you, of course I know, this is also Lan's original words, and this is still a favorable price."

"I said his investment is indeed only 200 million, of course this might be the early investment, but he invested those in invisible places, interpersonal relationships, opened some joints, these values are over 10 billion."

"And once his project starts full construction, the favorable price will disappear, maybe 1 percent of the shares will be 100 million, 200 million, or more!"

The president also couldn't help but gasp, "This is the greediest kid I have ever seen!"

"10 billion!"

He felt a bit dizzy thinking about so many numbers, but at the same time, he also produced more greed!

Because he found that the mean gentleman did not have any errors in context and content when he relayed Lan's words!

Yes, this project, casino, theme park, tourism ecological economy and all scattered asset management, it is indeed worth 10 billion, or even more!

When such a big cake was placed in front of everyone like this, everyone couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva... ===== CHAPTER 1243 =====