Chapter 779: Corrosion 66618

No one stipulates that the Minister of Commerce must know how to make money.

And for Mr. Casia, Rapa, where he is, is a poor and backward agricultural country. He also doesn't know how to make money in an industrial country as developed as the Federation.

He is very honest.

Lanse smiled and said, "The President doesn't know how to govern this country either, but he knows how to let people who know how to govern the country govern this country."

"What I want to say is that you might not know how to make money, make big money, but you hold resources that can make money."

"Just like the power in the President's hands, he holds power, so people who can govern the country will come to work for him."

"And you, holding resources that can make money, naturally someone is willing to cooperate with you to make money together."

Mr. Casia sat in Lanse's luxury car, stroking the soft-packed armrests and soft leather, his whole body feeling like he was sitting in the clouds.

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

Fascination is that federal people live so well, people's clothes, people's expressions, and there are even traffic jams on the street because there are too many vehicles!

People here are like living in heaven, rich and happy.

It is also in the East Ocean, and it can even be said that Alan's geographical location is more advantageous. It is in the middle of the three major plates of the East Ocean, plus the unique tropical and subtropical climate, and the natural climate is also very pleasant.

But, the Federation has already developed into an industrial power, winning one victory after another on the battlefield of Tanfite.

And Alan, Rapa, these poor countries, most of the people living here can't even get enough to eat.

How can he not be desperate?

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

The problems between gangs, armed forces, and warlords within the country make his brain ache just thinking about them.

Just next door to Rapa, their newly inaugurated Prime Minister claimed to solve the problem of warlord separatism in the country, but less than a month after taking office, a military coup hung him 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, for example, the Federation, it looks more stable.

He doesn't quite understand what this principle is, but he also hopes to live in such a country. Of course, the premise is that he must have money.

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

"If I have resources that can make money, why haven't I discovered them all along?"

"And... you see, I, and my country are very poor. We have tried our best to export low-level agricultural and animal husbandry products to the Federation, but we are still very poor."

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

Lanse gave him some small reminders. "People are the most basic resource. Alan, Rapa, both have a large population, but no one knows how to use these resources."

"Your crops are sold to the Federation at a price of several hundred dollars a ton, but you don't know how to turn them into wine, and one bottle can sell for several hundred dollars!"

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

"If you turn these things that you consider disadvantages into your advantages, Mr. Casia, tell me, can you make big money?"

Mr. Casia smiled bitterly. "We have also considered these, but the Federation's immigration policy is a bit tricky, and our wine can't get in at all."

"As for the others you mentioned, I haven't considered them, and I don't know how to operate them."

Lanse patted the seat of the driver's seat, and the direction of the motorcade quickly began to change.

Lanse continued to look at him. "This is the importance of partners, Mr. Casia."

"I'll ask a presumptuous question, are you on good terms with your President?"

Mr. Casia sighed when he heard this. "I can't say good, and I can't say bad. I work for the government, and I also work for him."

Lanse nodded thoughtfully. "That is to say, even if your efforts allow Rapa to obtain a large number of orders that can provide high profits, you actually don't get any benefits personally, can I understand it this way?"

Mr. Casia nodded. "The President, various ministers, all come from those few families, and I am not one of them."

Lanse actually knows some, otherwise he wouldn't have invited Mr. Casia over.

The ruling class of these backward areas is often among those groups that used to be "chiefs" or "tribal leaders." After many years of development, chiefs and tribal leaders became presidents, and they continued to rule these countries until today.

In fact, to some extent, Alan and the Federation are the same, with no big difference, except that the ruling class of the Federation knows better how to hide themselves, while Alan, these people, they are not so smart.

The car quickly entered the fast lane, Lanse seemed to be thinking about things and didn't speak.

Lanse didn't speak, and Mr. Casia didn't take the initiative to speak, so it was quiet in the car for a time.

After about ten minutes, the motorcade left the noisy and bustling city center and stopped in a building in the bay area.

Lanse's people opened the car door for them, and Lanse invited Mr. Casia to get off the car.

This is a "super project" of Lanse. Its name is "Super Project." More intuitively, this is a high-end entertainment center.

Eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, everything is available here. It replaced the high-end casino model of the Koda family before.

It is no longer just a high-end casino; it provides everything that Jincheng can enjoy!

If you want to corrode a person, take him to see the life that is out of his reach, yet within his reach.

"I have something to leave for a while, this is also my industry, you can relax here."

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

"After I come back, we will talk about making money."

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

He is too poor, and Rapa is too poor, and he feels that what Lanse hinted at is not just making money.

Soon, two young and beautiful girls appeared in the building, taking Mr. Casia into the building.

This is a gold-consuming cave in the true sense. The richest people in the entire city, and even the richest people in the entire state, like to come here to play.

Lanse added many items here that other places don't have. It is said that rumors about "Super Project" are circulating in Heaven City, and they even plan to come here to learn!

In fact, Lanse has no other things at all now. He just wants to continue to increase chips, let Mr. Casia feel the wealth and power brought to him by the extreme enjoyment more deeply!

At this moment, Mr. Casia only felt that this was heaven!

Two hours later, they met again. The two girls sitting beside Mr. Casia took the initiative to stand up, bowed to Lanse, and left the room.

"How is it, they didn't neglect you?" Lanse asked with a smile, walked over and shook hands with Mr. Casia again, and then sat beside him.

After seeing Lanse, Mr. Casia let out a long sigh. "Mr. Lanse, your hospitality is too... I don't know how to describe my thoughts at this moment."

He did his best, but he really couldn't think of it. Lanse patted his arm. "We are friends. Treating you well is the obligation of friends."

"Back to our previous topic, the Federation has summoned many young gentlemen because of the war, and now there is a certain shortage of labor in the country."

"And the war itself also needs fresh blood. If you can get some people, then I can lend you money according to the number of heads."

"You can get a large sum of money from me at once, or you can deduct a part from their wages every month to give to you!"

"The difference is that the former can get a large sum of money directly. If I give you seventy dollars for each person, and you get ten thousand people over, that's seven hundred thousand."

"But the income obtained by these people through their own efforts and labor later has nothing to do with you."

"And the latter, as long as they don't die, you can always get this money. I can give you one dollar for each person every month."

"Ten thousand people, ten thousand dollars a month, twelve thousand a year."

"The more people, the higher your income."

"The situation of wine is the same. As long as I nod, your wine can enter Jincheng, and then I will be distributed to the entire south."

"I can give you at least fifty percent of the profit, that is, you produced one million wine, you can get fifteen percent profit."

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

Mr. Casia nodded, but there was no moving or heart-beating expression on his face.

This was also in Lanse's expectation.

"I said so much, in fact, how much can be put into your pocket?"

Mr. Casia was stunned, then laughed dryly. "This is the wealth of the country."

Lanse exposed his "lie" without hesitation this time. "This is the wealth of the ruling family!"

He didn't speak, just kept silent.

Lanse laughed twice. "Mr. Casia, what do you think of the Federation?"

He came back to his senses. "Very good. Last time Alberto took me around, it's really too good here, so good that people can't believe we are neighbors!"

"Then do you want to live in the Federation?"

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

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

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 780 =====