Chapter 922: Grassroots team and acquisition

Early the next morning, Diego woke up early.

Accompanied by his awakening, the butler brought the maids into the room.

Some maids went to open the curtains, and some maids helped Diego into the golden bathroom to wash up.

He was too fat; not only could he not reach his own poop, he hadn't seen his brothers for a long time, and what was more troublesome was that he couldn't touch the parts below his navel.

If he were an ordinary person, that would be it; no one would help him do anything, including his parents, wife, and children.

But he was the Great President of this country, so he enjoyed everything that ordinary people could enjoy.

He stood in the shower, and the water droplets splashed down; he didn't need to do anything, just stood there.

Four maids began to use brushes to solve his personal hygiene problems. As a president, he needed to keep himself clean and tidy, and have no strange odors.

After twenty minutes of cleaning, with the help of the maids, he changed into brand-new clothes and came to the restaurant swaying.

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day; he attaches great importance to this.

After all, he is the president, and life must have a sense of ritual.

Such as the most important meal of the day, the most simple but also the most exquisite meal of the day, as well as the most sumptuous meal of the day and the summary of the day—late-night snack.

On the table were things he liked to eat, including a large glass of iced fruit juice.

After he sat down, while sending the toast with some sour, sweet, and thick sauce to his mouth, he asked casually, "Has the food been found?"

He lowered his head and ate, just like a casual question.

But the butler wouldn't answer casually because of his casual question. He bowed slightly. "Found, but a lot of food was lost, and the people on the train were all killed."

"All killed?", a smile that was thought-provoking appeared on Diego's face. "Who did it?"

"Not clear, but they all died from close-range gunfire."

"In addition, the news sent back by the people who surveyed the scene, that food might not have been snatched by the people who attacked the train; a lot was left at the scene, and the traces of food spread to the surroundings, maybe people around picked up a part, and the people who attacked the train picked up a part."

Diego ate two slices of toast with a lot of sour and sweet sauce, and then put a piece of steak into his plate. "Then investigate and see which little mice stole our things."

"I have a premonition that this matter is not as simple as it appears."

Diego then summoned the cabinet ministers; he didn't want to admit this loss—

To put it bluntly, he felt that this loss shouldn't be blamed on him; it was the Republic of Jiede that didn't send the food to his hands, and the loss incurred during the transportation shouldn't be borne by him.

This is a very typical self-interested idea. As for whether they can negotiate this issue with the Republic of Jiede, perhaps they need to conduct several friendly mutual greetings by phone.

How they plan to solve the follow-up of this matter, Lanse doesn't know; he is busy doing business.

"The Ma Bei Shan silver mine has been mined intermittently for more than ten years, and the experts I know told me that it can continue to be mined for at least twenty years."

"If advanced mining technologies from the Federation are used, the duration might be shorter, but its total reserves will not change."

Lanse looked at some reports in his hand, and then handed them to the accompanying personnel beside him, a leader of a geological scientific expedition team from the Federation.

Since last year, the Federal government has sent many scientific expedition teams into the Asian Alliance region to conduct a complete exploration of the natural resources here.

On the surface, the Federal government said it was to study nature, but everyone knows the purpose very well; this is also one of the reasons why the Republic of Jiede strongly opposes the Federation's stationing of troops.

They have too obvious "invasion" ideas.

Once Federal people really station troops in the Asian Alliance region and want to drive them away, it will be very difficult.

And with the deterrence of the army, maybe some small countries will defect, eventually forming a troublesome situation.

So it is better to unite everyone first, perhaps there is a possibility of seeking development in this chaotic era.

After the leader got the document, Gomez stopped talking.

He flipped through these documents for a while, then returned them to Gomez. "Actually, we already came here to investigate last year, and the reserve assessment of the Ma Bei Shan silver mine in this document does not meet the scientific assessment level."

"In other words, we feel that the authenticity of this report is not reasonable."

"According to the results of our own initial exploration, its reserves should be more than the report."

"To know the approximate reserves, we need more detailed exploration."

"But judging from the currently known data, expanding the scale of mining, using scientific mining methods and equipment, can produce at least 50 tons of silver a year."

The leader of the scientific expedition team showed a smile that pointed to something. "Of course, it might be more; after all, this is the Asian Alliance."

After all, it is the Asian Alliance!

"In the Federation, the mining cost of silver is about 80 cents per ounce of silver, but here, maybe it only needs 20 to 30 cents per ounce."

"Recently, because of the war, the price of silver has increased. Before I came to Lapa, the international silver price had increased to 1.10 per ounce."

"Accurately calculated, every ounce of profit, after removing costs such as storage, transportation, and taxes, is 40 to 45 cents."

Lanse frowned slightly. "It sounds like the profit is not very high."

Lanse's sentence made the leader freeze for a moment, and he hurriedly explained, "Mr. Lanse, the real reserves of the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain are estimated by us to be more than their exploration results. If we use our advanced mining technology, large-scale centralized mining and smelting."

"It can produce at least 70 to 80 tons of silver a year, with an annual net profit of one million!"

"This is not a small amount of money!"

Watching the leader widen his eyes and seriously "correcting errors," a smile appeared on Lanse's face. "The profit I make from selling a bottle of wine is more than ten yuan."

"I can sell 70,000 or 80,000 bottles of wine every day."

Hearing this quote, the leader was silent.

In his inherent cognition of the world, mining precious metal mines has always been a profiteering industry.

Whether it is in the Federation or other countries, it is even more so in places like the Asian Alliance where labor is cheap!

An annual profit of one million has already made many silver mine owners in the Federation cry!

They mine the same silver mine, and the annual profit might only be more than 100,000, because the labor in the Federation is too expensive!

This is also why, even though the slave liberation movement has actually had results for fifty years, there is still a large number of slaves used in the resource mining industry in the Federation!

Without slaves, the mine owners would not have so much profit, and now with the number of slaves getting smaller and smaller, many small mines have gradually begun to close.

It's not that it doesn't make money, it's just that it earns too little to support them in becoming rich.

One million a year is almost the limit of the leader's cognition of "profit." Any higher, it has already exceeded his cognition.

Although he also knows that many consortiums are frantically accumulating wealth, for example, someone almost became the "richest person in the Federation" with assets of 1 billion Federal Sol thirty years ago, almost!

He doesn't understand how those profits are generated, nor does he know how these assets are operating now; he only knows the way of making money related to his industry.

But just like this, a business he thought was profiteering was disliked by Lanse, and the reason he gave made the leader speechless.

Facing the moonshine business with tens of thousands of profits every day, he didn't have any temper at all.

He was silent for a while, still making the last struggle.

"Mr. Lanse, moonshine... I don't understand this industry, but it can't always be so profiteering."

"Maybe it's because overall competition has intensified, maybe it's because the act has been canceled; it can't always be so profiteering."

"But this silver mine can at least bring you ten years of stable income; it cannot be destroyed, can continuously produce profit, and there is a key point!"

He increased his tone, wanting to attract more of Lanse's attention, and he did it.

Lanse showed an expression of listening with a bit of doubt. He licked his lips and said, "It can also bring you higher status!"

"I shouldn't have said that." "Moonshine business is illegal after all, but this is legal, and after you master this silver mine, it can bring you a certain degree of popularity and authority in the international silver price market."

"In the future, when the world silver price is formulated, there will also be your seat; they need to respect your opinion!"

Lanse listened and nodded slightly. "Actually, I just feel that he doesn't have much profit, not that I don't intend to invest in this silver mine."

"Not just this silver mine, all mineral resources in Lapa territory, I will buy them."

The leader showed a shocked expression again when he heard this. He knew very well that there were other silver mines, gold mines, gemstone mines, and various mines in Lapa territory.

These mines calculated separately are indeed not as profitable as Lanse's moonshine business; of course, when they are accumulated together, they are not as profitable as Lanse's moonshine business, but these things bring more than just profit, interest.

It is the right to speak in the industry, the status in the precious metal and gemstone industry, and the control over the local area!

If he can mine all the mines, including some sealed ones that have no mining plans, he will have to hire hundreds of thousands of people.

When he masters the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, and the lives and stomachs of millions of people that these hundreds of thousands of people might affect.

Even if he is not a president, not an official, he will have influence exceeding the president in Lapa!

After all, he only needs to close all the mines here, and millions of people will have no food to eat, including the free economic market will shrink in an instant!

The leader is a high-achieving student who graduated from the Alliance University, a proper high-achieving student. If he didn't lack some recommenders, he would also have the opportunity to join the Ark.

He knows very well what Lanse doing this will bring.

This also made his emotions a bit fiery; this is a rare opportunity.

While Gomez was still shocked by Lanse's terrifying profitability, the leader took the initiative to talk about his future work plan.

"Mr. Lanse, I want to work for you."

Lanse said with a smile, "Aren't you working for me now?"

The leader had a little entanglement on his face. He didn't know how he should perform, flatter a bit, or be independent?

However, before he could make a decision, Lanse patted his shoulder with a smile. "Wait until this job of yours is over, then come to find me."

He also needs some people who understand this industry. Of course, if he wants to be reused here, the leader must show his value.

Since it has been determined that the profit of this silver mine is barely okay, and it is considered a leader in the industry, Lanse let Gomez contact the mine owner.

The owner of the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain is actually a shell company.

The purpose of doing this is just to keep this asset under Diego's control, but it doesn't belong to state-owned assets.

It sounds a bit complicated, but it's actually very simple.

This is Diego's private property, not the country's.

If it were the country's, its income would have to enter the national treasury, although for Diego, the money in the national treasury and his money are almost the same, but there are still some subtle differences.

These subtle differences will make some things very troublesome and not good-looking. He is a person who doesn't have much decency but wants decency.

These mines were registered under a private company, so the profit produced by the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain every year could directly enter his pocket.

No one would say anything about him because of these.

The "owner" of the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain now and Gomez are quite familiar; they can be said to be the same kind of people in a sense, tools for Diego and the ruling group to turn national property into private property.

Before last year, Gomez was somewhat "marketable." His sister was still in the stage of being favored. Maybe she had her own unique skills in how to peel broad beans and please broad beans.

He and many people were friends with good relationships because he could provide some value.

Soon the owner of the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain was invited to the place Gomez agreed with him. He didn't have to worry about the management of the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain; he just signed a few words every month.

The mine was managed by Diego's people; he was a puppet.

But this puppet didn't have anything bad; he could get an income of 5,000 Para every month, and he didn't need to go to the mine. He already had no place to be dissatisfied.

Not everyone has it as comfortable as he is now.

5,000 yuan, as long as he doesn't mess around, is enough for him to squander.

When this guy pushed the door and entered, just showing a smile when seeing Gomez, and hadn't had time to shake hands with Gomez, he noticed the others in the room.

Lanse was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, smoking, and a guy beside him was holding a map and saying something to him.

There were several young people standing separately in the corner of the room, their eyes sharp like eagles in the sky!

He didn't understand the situation and looked at Gomez, and also understood that inviting him here today was not because Gomez had something, but because of these people.

Gomez took the initiative to walk over and hold his hand, shaking it. "Long time no see, I'll introduce you!"

He pulled Vargas, the nominal owner of the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain, to the side of the sofa without saying a word.

Lanse raised his hand, the leader closed his mouth appropriately, he looked at the other party first, and then stood up with a smile.

"This is Mr. Lanse White, a big shot from the Federation!"

"Didn't you always ask me about some things in the Federation before?"

"It just so happens that we met you, let you get to know Mr. Lanse."

After Gomez finished speaking, he hurriedly turned his head to introduce to Lanse, "This is Vargas, the general manager of the Ma Bei Bai Yin Mountain."

Lanse stretched out his right hand.

It didn't stretch out very far; compared to saying "stretching out the right hand," it was actually more like raising it a bit.

Although Vargas was a bit confused about the situation, as a "decent person," he soon enthusiastically stretched out his hand and shook hands with Lanse's hand, and shook it hard twice. "Nice to meet you, Mr. White."

Lanse also responded with a smile. "Me too, please sit."

Afterward, Vargas looked at Gomez with confusion and incomprehension in his eyes, and sat on an independent sofa on Lanse's left hand.

He didn't know how to open his mouth for a while, but he didn't need to worry about this, because Lanse asked

"I am not very clear about the commercial aspects of Lapa. Do you have any legal documents for registering companies or assets?"

Vargas couldn't help but look at Gomez again, and Gomez said quite straightforwardly, "Yes, we have a property rights document, but it is not in the format of the Federation's."

"It is issued by the local government, basically all handwritten, and finally signed and fingerprinted by the local government administrator, the applicant, and the witness together."

Lanse felt a bit curious after hearing this, "Doesn't this mean that forgery is very easy?"

A smile with some hidden meaning appeared on Gomez's face, "In Lapa, no one dares to forge, at least that's how it has been until now!"

Lanse understood immediately, or rather, he realized that the whole country is fucking the private property of Diego and the ruling group; these mines, or any resources, even a fish in the river, are their private assets.

Ordinary people cannot possibly own these assets unless they get their permission, so whether it is forged or not has no meaning.

Let alone forgery, even if the thing you take out is real, as long as the ruling group wants your thing, then what you have is fake!

When all resources belong to the ruling group, the possibility of forgery is already eliminated—you are real or fake, how could I not know?

Lanse couldn't help but laugh, a huge makeshift operation.

He then looked at Vargas, "You must be very curious why Mr. Gomez invited you over."

Vargas nodded, "A little."

Lanse leaned back, "Because I want to acquire your Horseback Mountain silver mine."

(End of chapter)