The weather in Najaril was pleasant, about seventeen or eighteen degrees. After Lynch got off the ship, he felt the long-lost comfort.
He was actually a person who was afraid of heat. He was not afraid of the cold.
He was afraid of the heat because sweat would make him look awkward. His hair would stick to his forehead, and sweat would make him look unconvincing.
There were always idiots who associated sweat with a guilty conscience. In fact, the relationship between the two was not that close.
The most important thing was the high temperature. People outside the house had no way to deal with the heat. You couldn't take off your clothes. You could only bear it and make yourself look stupid and awkward.
But the cold was different. If you felt cold, you just had to wear a few more layers of clothes.
If it was hot, you couldn't take it off.
If it was cold, you could wear clothes.
So Lynch liked winter, not summer. But it was really cold this year!
When he arrived at Najaril, he took off his thick coat and relaxed.
The sea breeze carried a salty smell, and the pleasant temperature made people feel comfortable. Najaril had changed a lot in the past two years. At least now there was no stench here.
The streets were also very clean and tidy. Those who had been to Najaril before and had not been here for a while could not help but exclaim in disbelief.
The changes were really too great. The Joint Development Company did not hold back in their operations here.
Lynch just got off the ship and saw Garton. The clothes Garton was wearing were different from the clothes he used to wear.
It was closer to the uniform of the Federation officers. It had an inch of vertical collar and gave people a very heroic feeling.
"Mr. Lynch …" Garton immediately walked up when he saw Lynch walking down the gangway. His face was full of caution and flattery.
Before Lynch called him, he never thought that one day he would become the provincial governor of a province in Najaril. Of course, he was now called a senator.
But even if he was a puppet, it meant that he had achieved a transition from the third privileged class to the second privileged class. The blood flowing in his body was also noble because of this change in identity.
Perhaps these changes were not the most important. The most important thing was that he proved that he was the most capable son of Mr. Simon, and only he was qualified to inherit everything from Mr. Simon!
Lynch stood at the bottom of the gangway and reached out to shake hands with Garton. Some passengers were looking in their direction, but they only glanced at them from afar before leaving.
Nearby, there were many local police officers maintaining order. They held rubber rods in their hands, but they did not whip or chase away the passersby.
Now, more and more foreigners were paying attention to this place, and many chose to travel here to witness the miracle of the New Federation. This made the tourism industry in Najalil flourish.
This made it even harder for the foreigners to see the savagery of the locals, so they basically wouldn't do anything to ordinary people anymore.
The locals also clearly felt the improvement in their quality of life. Not only could they work and receive cash, but it was also an improvement in the overall quality of society!
The power of money was indeed magical. There was no need to popularize education. As long as people became richer, their quality would naturally improve.
They no longer casually threw their trash at random places, and they no longer lay in the dirty water by the roadside to cool off.
Men and middle-aged and elderly women who urinated and defecated on the roadside were no longer seen. Everyone had become more cultured.
Of course, part of it was the effect of fines and punishments. For example, it took more than a year for them to change their habits.
If someone urinated and defecated on the street, they would be hung up and whipped. They would urinate five times and defecate ten times.
Only the heart-wrenching pain could leave a deep impression!
The same principle applied to tragedies.
It was always difficult for people to remember movies with happy endings, but tragedies were unforgettable.
The clean and tidy Najalil was exuding its unique charm.
"You did well!"
Garton was pleasantly surprised by Lin Qi's first sentence. He quickly lowered his head, not wanting Lin Qi to see his expression.
Garton's attitude and feelings towards Lynch were very complicated.
To a certain extent, he should be as hostile as the local privileged class towards the senior management of the joint development company like Lynch, but he couldn't do that.
At that time, Lynch supported him and helped him avoid some trouble. For example, when Mr. Simon's first wife and child asked for his property.
If Lynch had stood on their side, he would have ended up in a very, very miserable state.
But at that critical moment, Lynch stood on his side and supported keeping the wealth of the Najalil people in Najalil. This gave him the courage to kill the mother and son and their dog!
He had to thank Lynch. Not to mention, Lynch supported him to become a councilor, allowing him to cross a class and stand in the ranks of the second privileged class in Najalil.
Gratitude could not be used to describe what Lynch had done. So no matter how humble he acted, it was only right.
Even if it was because of Lynch's praise.
"I've been thinking about what you said, those policies. I've been afraid that I didn't do well enough."
Lynch let go of his hand and patted him on the arm with a smile. "That's good. If no one told me that this is Najalil, I would have thought that this is somewhere else."
He said and paused. "Let's talk as we walk."
Garton immediately led the way for Lynch. After the two of them got into the councilor's car, they drove all the way to Lynch's mansion in Najalil.
A luxurious, palace-like building was not far from the coastline.
"This time, I came here to do something …" In the car, Lynch looked at everything that had changed outside and said softly, "This year's heavy snowfall has caused snow disasters all over the world. Food will become the main problem next."
Garton nodded. "Yes, even here, I can feel that many people have fallen sick this year. This was impossible in the past."
Many people in Najalil had caught a cold this year. The outbreak of this disease was fast and widespread. It was unbelievable!
In the past, no one had ever caught a cold. This caused many people who caught a cold to show signs of severe illness.
Fortunately, the Federation sent a batch of drugs and special drugs to help stabilize the situation in Najalil.
Of course, these were not free. They were all charged. If they did not have the money and wanted to get better as soon as possible, or if they were afraid of dying, they could go to the hospital and receive treatment in installments.
However, the installments here were not the same as the installments in the Federation.
In the Federation, the installments agency would send the bills to those who needed to pay off some of their debts at the beginning of each cycle.
They would not force those people to work, nor would they force them to fork out the money. They would wait.
If someone could not pay the bills, they would not act immediately. They would wait until the person's house could be auctioned. They would not wait.
If there was anyone in the Federation who could not pay the bills, but the authority said that there was no hurry and could wait, then they must have taken a fancy to the person's house, car, or something else.
However, this could not be done in Najalil. The reason was simple. The people here were not all hardworking. Some were lazy.
If they were allowed to pay the installments without a limit, then they could not expect to get their money back. As for auctioning the house, they did not care.
Anyway, the houses here were not worth much. If their houses were taken away, they could just cut some wood and build a new house.
To prevent anyone from defaulting on the installments, all the Najalil who signed the installments would be forced to work.
Before they paid all the fees, they had to work in a certain factory or area until they paid off all the fees.
In order to make them work more, sometimes the price of some goods would be very high. For example … drugs.
"I need people to open up wastelands and farm. And not just here, we have to buy food from other places."
Lynch looked back at Garton. "In addition to barley and wheat, there are other food, especially things with large yields. Maybe we will not only have to deal with the Federation's food shortage next year, but also the world's!"
Garton did not quite understand why Mr. Lynch would attach so much importance to the food issue. The people in Najalil did not lack food.
There were not many people who starved to death every year. Most of them died of laziness, illness, or old age. These were the mainstream.
The hot weather made the wilderness here constantly produce all kinds of food to satisfy hunger. The rich wild animal population also provided them with an abundant source of food.
They were really hungry. A group of people with sharpened wooden poles rushed into the wilderness. They could always find some food to fill their stomachs, so he did not understand the food issue.
His vision and understanding of the world were different, so he could not see all the problems at a high enough level like Lynch.
Of course, he still agreed.
When Lynch returned to his house, he saw Neil.
And his child.
Garton also took his leave. He had to leave time and space for the family.
"What's the child's name?"
Lynch walked into the hall. The whole hall was very big, like a palace.
He found a chair and sat down. He looked at the child in the arms of the girl who was about the same age as him, maybe even younger.
"Fias …" Neil looked at the child with a strange expression. It showed fatherly love. This was unbelievable!
Lynch nodded. "Is this a boy's name or a girl's?"
"A boy!"