Shadow Empire

Chapter 448 A Small Interest

"Liji Group?"

The general manager sat behind his desk and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. It was hard for him to imagine how poor this guy had been before, and now he would talk to him about the commercial insurance of the Liji Group.

His eyes kept scanning the middle-aged man. If you ignore his clothes, it would be hard to tell that he had anything to do with the word "success".

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

The manager was also a little confused as to whether he was successful or not.

But no matter what, he would not offend someone who might succeed and had no vested interest in him.

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

The manager thought for a moment and said, "It should be done by Adlon Commercial Insurance Company. Adlon and Liji Group have been cooperating for many years."

The boss of Adlon Commercial Insurance Company is called Adlon. He is a very smart man and is very flexible in business, just like his bottom line.

His flexible tactics and bottom line have enabled him to have many friends, and many insurance people have been working hard following his example.

He had been observing Enio's father's expression. "You want to discuss cooperation with the Liji Group?"

"Is it convenient to disclose it?"

“Who do you work for now?”

Ennio's father smiled, "I don't work for anyone..." He paused for a moment, "Do you know any supervisors of Edelon?"

The manager's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Ennio's father again, "I don't understand."

He really wanted to say it was corporate espionage or something, but he felt that that shouldn't be the case, because the information was something that others could find out, and it wasn't top secret.

Moreover, both Adlon Insurance Company and Liji Group will introduce the flow of this part of funds in their financial reports.

But in the end, he decided to introduce a colleague to Ennio's father.

Insurance company salesmen or supervisors are competitors, but they are also colleagues and may even be friends.

"If you have any good business, remember to take care of me!" This was the manager's request, and his hand was on the telephone receiver.

As long as Ennio's father nodded, he would immediately make the call and introduce him to the manager of Adlon Insurance Company.

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

People at the top don't believe that people at the bottom will treat everything honestly and trustworthy. They always think that people at the bottom will be cunning and dishonest.

People at the bottom generally believe that the big guys will never be dishonest. They think that even without the constraints of a contract, the big guys will remain honest because they are big guys.

Big people represent correctness and direction.

But in reality, it is just the opposite. The group that truly keeps integrity is the middle and lower classes.

It may be because "moral wealth" such as credit is one of the few things they can show for it.

They are not like those wealthy people who have countless money, or a high social status, or other material things.

The value of the rich does not lie in themselves.

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

Their good qualities are their few assets, including keeping their word.

The more they value credit and the more they will abide by their beliefs, the more they are the bigwigs in the upper class.

Even if you sign a contract with them, as long as they feel it is inappropriate, they will tear up the contract. They may not be able to keep their word because excellent quality is not the way they demonstrate their value!

In the manager's opinion, Ennio's father is still within the scope of "credit".

Ennio's father nodded. Although he couldn't think of anything that would take care of the manager in the future, he still nodded and agreed.

He soon got a contact number, and when he said goodbye to the manager, the manager still wanted to find out more.

He thought there was some great business opportunity here, but Ennio's father didn't reveal a word.

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

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

Ennio's father behaves better now. He finds that "pretending" is not a difficult thing in the manager's office, so he is more relaxed now.

He even crossed his legs, took a cigarette and lit it, and said in a relaxed manner, "I want to check the insurance situation of Liji Group."

Adlon's manager looked at him as if he were a fool. "This is a business secret, sir. If you are here to ask these questions, I think you have come here in vain..."

"How much money will make you ask?" Ennio's father interrupted him.

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

Ennio's father flicked the ash off his cigarette. "What I'm asking is, how much will it take for you to get your ass off that chair and go get what I want?"

He was already getting a little excited, and he really liked this way of talking. "Is five hundred enough?"

The manager understood, but he didn’t quite understand. “I don’t understand…”

"one thousand?"

The manager shook his head and said, "I'll ask you to leave..."

"two thousand?"

Ennio's father was actually sweating a little. He only had two thousand dollars on him, but he had to keep shouting. Lance said that as long as the problem could be solved with money, it was not a problem.

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

The loose teeth made the cigarette move up and down constantly. "Or, three thousand dollars?"

The manager fell silent for about ten seconds before he said softly, "I will take a lot of responsibility!"

"Five thousand dollars!"

"I have my professional ethics!" This was the manager's last resistance.

Ennio's father shook his head. "You are a man worthy of respect. You have your bottom line, but I believe that not everyone has a bottom line."

As he was about to stand up, the manager suddenly slammed the table and said, "Deal!"

He panted a little, "But this can't be known to others!"

Ennio's father nodded.

Soon the manager came over with a file box. As a manager, he had the qualifications to review the information. In fact, it would not cost so much money to find someone to review the information.

The salesmen below also have access to this information, and perhaps five hundred yuan can make them compromise.

Just like what this gentleman said, not everyone has such high moral standards and bottom line. Soon he found something that Lance wanted from these insurance policies.

All materials that have been stored for more than two weeks and are flammable will be reported, but the reporting price is not high.

They will not invest too much in insurance for these agricultural products, which have low profit margins in themselves, and it is not so easy to cause irreparable losses at the docks.

There were hoses and pumps everywhere and they were able to put out the fire quickly.

Therefore, about 70% of Liji Group’s warehouses are not insured.

"I need to verify this news. I can pay you two thousand dollars first."

He took the envelope out of his pocket and placed it on the table. "Once I confirm this matter, I will have someone send the remaining three thousand dollars to you."

The manager looked at the two thousand yuan in his hand and smiled with satisfaction, "I am looking forward to the next cooperation..."

Forty minutes later, Lance got the information and had someone send three thousand dollars over.

As a person, you must be honest.

At night, a large number of workers in blue work clothes entered the dock. This should have been a normal thing, but many workers on the dock looked at these people with strange eyes.

Because they don't know any of these people, and there might not be something right with them.

Someone reported the incident to the security guards, but they ignored them. They reported it to the management company, and the management company sent someone to take a look and leave soon.

Since they didn't care, the workers stopped caring either.

The group came to a warehouse, and a guy carrying a small box poked the keyhole a few times, and the door opened.

Inside are piles of agricultural products...

After the Holy Farmer’s Festival comes the peak period of agricultural product trade, when a large amount of agricultural products and fruits are harvested, and then the long winter begins.

All companies need to start storing agricultural products. If they wait until winter comes to store them, the prices will be much higher than they are now.

Therefore, almost all warehouses are piled with large amounts of goods now. These goods will not stay here for too long. They will be taken away in three to five days, or at most a week.

Meanwhile, it will be filled with new agricultural products until winter really arrives!
The general manager of Liji Group had just finished a social event and was sitting on a chair with his face covered with a hot towel.

He is on the phone with the head office.

"You must be alert and guard against their sabotage. We have arranged for a specialist to come over and liaise with you. When the time comes, just hand the case over to the specialist."

"Whether it's litigation or any other means, we are not afraid of them."

"The company's annual public relations expenses are not wasted!"

The general manager was a little worried. He worked in Jingang City and knew the current situation of Jingang City very well. "If they use some...extreme means, what should we do?"

"Extreme means?"

"What extreme measures can they use?"

"Kidnap you, or kidnap our employees?"

"Or are they blocking the company's door and preventing us from working?"

The vice president could hardly stop laughing when making these speculations!
"Come on, they are just gangsters. They can't do anything that will cause us headaches. Can they move out all our warehouses overnight?"

He laughed again, "If they are really that good, I will actually look up to them!"

His laughter gradually subsided, and his tone was filled with some disdain and contempt, "They are just a bunch of gangsters, nothing special."

"And even if it's a gangster method, we have the ability to deal with them. You have to trust the company and the board of directors!"

The general manager was silent for a while. Although he felt that the vice president was a little too arrogant, he decided to do as he requested and trust the company and the board of directors.

"I understand. I will monitor their actions but I will not interfere."

"I'll let you know if there are any problems."

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

"We will adjust the prices of other grains and no longer ship them in large quantities."

The general manager was curious when he heard this, "Why?"

The vice president lowered his voice a little, "The talks between the Dantra Republic delegation and the Secretary of State were not going well. There is news from a channel that the talks may fail."

"Do you know what will happen to us if the talks fail?"

The general manager had drunk a lot of wine, and his brain was a little slow to react. "I don't quite understand."

"The world situation will become more tense, food prices will continue to rise, and the presidential cabinet may also include food as an important strategic resource. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Once it is included in the list of important strategic resources, its price will increase again, and the price on the Tanfit Road will be even higher!"

"We can do it through... you know."

Yes, sell these things to the Dantra Republic through third-party channels. For capitalists, the country comes after interests, and interests are always the first priority!
The general manager immediately agreed after hearing this, "I will let them control the types and prices of shipments..."

The two chatted about some other topics and then ended the call.

Early the next morning, while the manager was still sleeping, the phone kept ringing.

He opened his eyes impatiently and looked at the phone with annoyance, "Fuck, what time is it?"

Rubbing his aching head, he squinted his eyes and answered the phone, his face full of annoyance, "It's only... 6:40!"

"General Manager, something bad has happened in the warehouse again..."

A chill rushed to his head, and he woke up in an instant. He sat up straight and got off the bed. "What happened?"

He rested his shoulder against the receiver and started changing his clothes without even taking a shower.

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

"Farke, Farke!"

"I'll be there soon!"

Twenty minutes later, he appeared in the warehouse. The warehouse was full of pungent smells. Looking at the barley in front of him that was completely unsalable and mixed with waste oil and other things, he could not help but pinching his waist and walking around the door twice.

"What's going on? Why is this happening?"

He looked at the person in charge of the warehouse and shouted loudly, but the person in charge said nothing.

After a short temper, he calmed down and asked, "How are the other warehouses doing?"

"Also, call the police immediately!"

There is another chapter, suddenly low blood sugar, only 3.1,,, a little slow
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(End of this chapter)