Chapter 452: Small Interest Collection

"Liji Group?"

The general manager sat behind the desk looking at the middle-aged man in front of him; it is hard for him to imagine how down-and-out this guy was before, but now he is talking to him about the commercial insurance of the Liji Group.

His gaze kept scanning this middle-aged man; if you don't consider his dress, you can almost not see that he has anything to do with the word "success."

But looking at that pure handmade suit, the word "success" seemed to be written on his face.

The manager is also a bit unclear whether he is successful or not.

But in any case, he will not offend a person who may be successful and has no interest relationship with himself.

Enio's father nodded. "Yes, Liji Group."

The manager pondered for a while. "It should be Aidelong Commercial Insurance Company doing it; Aidelong and Liji Group have cooperated for many years."

The boss of Aidelong Commercial Insurance Company is called Aidelong, a person with a brain; his wrist in commercial aspects is flexible, just like his bottom line.

Flexible wrists and bottom lines allow him to have many friends, and many insurance people take him as an example and work hard.

He has been observing the expression of Enio's father. "You want to talk about cooperation with Liji Group?"

"Is it convenient to reveal it?"

"Who are you working for now?"

Enio's father smiled. "I don't work for anyone..." He paused for a moment. "Do you have any supervisors or something from Aidelong you know?"

The manager's eyes changed slightly; he looked at Enio's father again. "I don't understand."

He really wanted to say something like commercial spy, but felt it shouldn't be like this, because these news are things that others can inquire about, this is not any top-secret news.

And whether it is Aidelong Insurance Company or Liji Group, there will be introductions about the flow of this part of funds in the financial report.

However, in the end, he still decided to introduce a peer for Enio's father.

Insurance company salesmen or supervisors are competitors, but they are also peers, and possibly friends.

"If there is any good business, remember to take care of me!" This is the manager's request; his hand is on the phone receiver.

As long as Enio's father nods, he will immediately dial this phone to help him introduce this manager of Aidelong Insurance Company.

In fact, there is a very interesting, even magical phenomenon in the Federation.

People in the upper layers don't believe that people in the lower layers will treat every thing honestly and faithfully; they always feel that people in the lower layers will be sneaky.

And people in the lower layers will generally think that those big figures will absolutely not be dishonest; they feel that even without the constraints of the contract, big figures will also keep their word, because they are big figures.

Big figures represent correctness, represent direction.

But in fact, it is the opposite; the group that really keeps their word is the middle and lower class people.

It may be because "moral wealth" such as credit is one of the few things they can take out.

They are not like those big tycoons, who have countless money, or have high social status, or other material things.

The value of tycoons does not exist in themselves.

But for the poor, they themselves are their value, core value.

And their excellent qualities are their few wealth, including keeping credit.

The more they value credit, the more they will follow faith, on the contrary, those big figures in the upper society.

Even if you sign a contract with them, as long as they feel it is inappropriate, then they will tear up the contract; they may not be able to stick to credit, because excellent quality is not the way they reflect value!

In the manager's view, Enio's father is still within the scope of "credit."

Enio's father nodded; although he couldn't think of anything that could take care of this manager in the future, he still nodded and agreed.

Soon he got a contact information; when saying goodbye to the manager, the manager still wanted to find out.

He thought there was some big business opportunity here, but Enio's father didn't reveal a word to the outside.

Later in the evening, he contacted that manager of Aidelong Insurance Company in his office.

"So... is there anything I can do for you?"

Enio's father is performing better now; in the manager's office, he found that "pretending to be forced" is not a very difficult thing, so he is performing more calmly now.

He even crossed his legs, and took the initiative to take a cigarette and light it, looking very relaxed and saying, "I want to check the insurance situation of the Liji Group."

Aidelong's manager looked at him like a fool. "This is commercial secret, sir; if you are here to ask these things, I think you came for nothing..."

"How much money can make you open your mouth?" Enio's father interrupted his words.

The manager was stunned for a moment. "Sorry, what did you say just now, I didn't hear clearly!"

Enio's father flicked the cigarette ash. "I'm asking, how much money can make you lift your butt from that chair, and then put the things I want in front of me?"

He has started to be a bit excited, and likes this way of speaking very much. "Is 500 enough?"

The manager understood, but understood to the point of not quite understanding. "I don't understand..."

"1,000?"

The manager shook his head. "I'm asking you to leave..."

"2,000?"

Enio's father is actually sweating a bit; he only has 2,000 on him now, but he must shout down; Lanse said that as long as it is a problem that can be solved with money, it is not a problem.

This gave him an indescribable pleasure; he experienced the happiness of being a boss; he looked at the manager with a surprised expression on his face, biting the cigarette.

The moving teeth made the cigarette constantly tilt up and down. "Or, 3,000?"

The manager fell into silence; after about ten seconds, he said softly, "I have to bear great responsibility!"

"5,000!"

"I have my professional ethics!" This is the manager's final resistance.

Enio's father shook his head. "You are a person worthy of people's respect; you have your bottom line, but I believe that not everyone is a person with a bottom line."

He said he was going to stand up; the manager suddenly slapped the table. "Deal!"

He was panting a bit. "But this matter cannot let others know!"

Enio's father nodded.

Soon the manager walked over with a file box; as a manager, he has the qualification to view these materials; in fact, wanting to find someone to flip through these materials doesn't cost so much money.

Those salesmen below can also come into contact with these materials; perhaps 500 can make them compromise.

Just like this gentleman said, not everyone has such a high moral standard and bottom line. Soon he found some things Lanse wanted from these policies.

All materials with storage time exceeding two weeks and flammable will be reported, but the reported price is not high.

They will not invest too much insurance for these agricultural products with low profit itself, and it is not so easy to cause irreparable losses on the wharf.

There are water dragons and water pumps everywhere, and they can quickly extinguish the fire.

So about 70% of the Liji Group's warehouses are uninsured.

"I need to verify this news; I can pay you 2,000 first."

He took the envelope out of his pocket and put it on the table. "After I confirm this matter, the remaining 3,000 will be sent to you."

The manager looked at the 2,000 in his hand and showed a satisfied smile. "I look forward to the next cooperation..."

Forty minutes later, Lanse got these materials and asked people to send the 3,000 over.

To be a person, you must have integrity.

In the evening, a large number of blue-clad workers entered the wharf; this should have been a very normal thing, but many workers on the wharf looked at these people with strange eyes.

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Because they don't know any of these people; these people might not be right.

Someone reported this to the security guard; the security guards didn't pay attention to them; they reported to the management company; the management company sent someone to take a look and left quickly.

Since they didn't care, the workers didn't care anymore.

A group of people came to a warehouse; a guy with a small box picked the lock a few times, and the door opened.

Inside were mountains of agricultural products...

After the Saint Agriculture Festival is the peak period of agricultural product trade; a large number of agricultural products and fruits have completed the harvesting work, and then the long winter follows.

Various enterprises need to start storing agricultural products; if they wait until winter comes to store, the price will be higher than now.

So almost all warehouses are now piled with a large amount of goods; these goods will not stay here for too long, three or five days, at most one week, and they will be pulled away.

At the same time, this place will be filled with new agricultural products until winter truly arrives!

The general manager of the Liji Group just finished the entertainment; he sat on the chair with a hot towel on his face.

He is talking to the head office.

"Be vigilant and guard against them causing damage; we have arranged for a commissioner to go over and dock with you; by then, just hand this case to the commissioner."

"Whether it is litigation or other methods, we will not be afraid of them."

"The company's so many public relations expenses every year are not spent in vain!"

The general manager was a bit worried; he worked in Jingang City, and he knew very well what the situation in Jingang City is now. "If they use some... extreme means, what should we do?"

"Extreme means?"

"What extreme means can they use?"

"Kidnap you, or kidnap our employees?"

"Or block the company door and not let us work?"

When saying these guesses, the vice president almost couldn't stop laughing!

"Come on, they are just gangs; they can't do things that make us have a headache; can they move all our warehouses overnight?"

Saying that, he laughed again. "If they are really that powerful, I will look at them highly!"

His laughter gradually faded, and his tone carried some disdain and contempt. "Just a group of gangs, nothing great."

"And even if it is a gang's method, we also have the ability to solve them; you have to believe in the company, believe in the board of directors!"

After the general manager was silent for a while, although he felt in his heart that the vice president was a bit arrogant, he still decided to believe in the company and believe in the board of directors as he requested.

"I understand, I will pay attention to their actions, but will not interfere."

"If there is any problem, I will notify you."

The vice president was very satisfied. "Very good, that's it."

"In addition, the prices of some grains and the like need to be adjusted, and they will no longer be shipped on a large scale."

The general manager was a bit curious when he heard this. "Why?"

The vice president's voice lowered a bit. "The Dantela Republic mission and the Secretary of State didn't talk very well; there is news from the channel that it might collapse."

"Do you know what it will bring us after it collapses?"

The general manager drank a lot of wine, and his brain reaction was a bit slow. "I don't quite understand."

"The world situation will become more tense, the price of grain will continue to rise, and the President's cabinet may also include grain as an important strategic resource; do you understand what I mean?"

"Once it is included in the important strategic resource list, its price will rise again, and the price on the Tanfite continent will become higher!"

"We can pass... you know."

Yes, by selling these things to the Dantela Republic through third-party channels, for capitalists, the country is behind interests, and interests are the eternal first place!

The general manager agreed immediately when he heard these. "I will let them control the types and prices of shipments..."

The two chatted about some topics and ended the call.

Early the next morning, when the manager was still sleeping, the phone rang constantly.

He opened his eyes impatiently, looked at the phone, and showed an annoyed look. "Fuck, what time is it?"

Rubbing his painful head, he picked up the phone with squinted eyes, his face full of annoyance. "It's only... 6:40!"

"General manager, it's not good, something happened to the warehouse again..."

A chill went straight to his head; he woke up in an instant, sat up straight, and got out of bed. "What happened?"

He leaned against the receiver with his shoulder; he didn't even have time to take a bath and started changing clothes.

"Those crops... were splashed with a lot of waste engine oil, waste paint, and so on!"

"Fuck, fuck!"

"I'll be there soon!"

Twenty minutes later, he appeared in the warehouse; the warehouse was full of pungent smells; he looked at the barley that was completely unsellable and mixed with waste engine oil and other things, and couldn't help but turn around the door twice with his hands on his hips.

"What's going on, why is it like this?"

He looked at the person in charge of this warehouse and scolded loudly, but the person in charge didn't say anything.

After venting his temper for a while, he calmed down. "How is the situation in other warehouses?"

"Also, report to the police immediately!"

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(End of this chapter)