"Do you want those trucks?"
Felar, who had arrived at the court a little later, asked with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He looked very tired, and it was rare to see him smoke in the past.
Smoking could make one's body smell like smoke. Under certain circumstances, this was a very rude behavior. Most people would try their best to avoid this situation, especially important assistants like Felar.
Their appearance often represented the image of the mayor, and they were often assigned some important tasks by the mayor. Therefore, they could not have hobbies that many people thought were normal.
However, at this time, he could not care less. He took a deep breath, and the expression on his face softened a little.
He flicked the cigarette ash and glanced at Lynch. "Those trucks are not worth much, but they are a heavy burden."
"Thirty-three trucks and forty-nine trailers. You need to provide at least sixty jobs, and these jobs are not allowed to be canceled during your term."
He flicked the cigarette ash again. It was impossible to take something that was several times or even dozens of times the price of cabbage without paying anything.
Henghui Group's business in Saibin City had been divided up, and those who took the cake had to bear the responsibility of receiving these resources. They had to provide at least a few hundred jobs to society, and at most a few thousand jobs.
Moreover, these jobs would only continue to increase, and it was absolutely impossible to reduce them.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Even if they had a cooperative relationship with the mayor, it was impossible for them to receive such a large amount of wealth for free.
Felar's meaning was very simple. It was not difficult to eat these things, but it was not easy to maintain them. The sixty jobs related to the truck drivers would provide a monthly salary of at least 300 yuan or more. Just the salary alone would be 18,000 yuan.
That batch of trucks didn't seem to be worth much, but because of the jobs created by those trucks, Lin Qi had to take away more than 200,000 yuan in salary every year.
This salary could support at least sixty families, and it would affect the living conditions of about 120 to 180 families.
One year, two years, as long as the mayor did not leave, Lynch could not reduce these jobs. If the economy did not improve, or if there were problems with his operations, these jobs would become a burden that would drag him down.
In fact, it was the same for the other big companies. After they embezzled these assets, there would be some people who could not bear the heavy responsibility and could only choose to go bankrupt. However, everyone was still desperately holding on to their stomachs. They were betting that the economy would improve before they went bankrupt.
Lynch also lit a cigarette and took two puffs. "I have my ways. You don't have to worry."
Ferral looked at Lynch seriously. After making sure that he wasn't lying, he was sure that he wasn't fooling around because he was jealous of other people's sudden wealth.
He pulled Lynch's arm and led him through a few small doors to an office at the back of the courtroom. As the personal attendant who often accompanied the mayor to various events, Ferral was quite well-known in the local area.
He explained the situation, and the court naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him. They approved of his explanation and finally reached an agreement with Lynch after the already ridiculously low price was cut in half.
The reason was very simple. After the failed auction, the court thought that the valuation was too high, so they re-evaluated it reasonably. See, didn't they sell it all at once?
As for how to perfect the "offline" operation, it was actually very simple. All they had to do was add this auction message in the form of a "telephone auction" during the next magic auction. No one would be able to find a reason to do so.
After paying the auction fee of less than 50,000 yuan, Lynch got the keys to these trucks and their ownership certificates. Looking at these cute little books, Lynch suddenly vaguely remembered something.
After chatting casually with Ferral for a while, Ferral left in a hurry. He was living a fulfilling life now … Hopefully!
The little books in Lynch's hands soon appeared on Jorriman's desk. The latter looked at these little books and couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.
He read very carefully, not missing a single book. He had a very accurate judgment of the authenticity of these things, and this judgment came from his years of work experience.
After coming into contact with various certificates, notes, property rights, and liability documents, he gradually gained some ability to identify these things.
Especially the property rights of some real estate and cars, the moment his finger touched the page, he could judge a rough idea.
"Thirty-three books …" Jorriman looked at Lynch. "Forty-nine trailers!"
He put his arms on the armrests of the chair and couldn't help but sigh. "I'm not a counter here, Lynch. You can't always come to me to withdraw money!"
Lynch's intention was to cash in on these things again. This time, it was not a small number. Thirty-three cars, a little bit, were calculated at 35,000 yuan per car. Just the collateral value of the trucks alone was more than a million yuan.
With the addition of the forty-nine trailers, these things added up to about 1.6 million yuan.
Lynch didn't care about the meaning behind Jorriman's words. He just asked with a smile, "We're friends, right?"
Jorriman thought about the thank you letter Lynch gave him. He thought about how this sensible young man had made him very popular in the system this year. Some people even suggested that he not go to the branch and directly take over the position of president in Saibin. He couldn't refuse Lynch.
"It's too dangerous!"
He muttered. "You took a lot of money from me. If something goes wrong …"
Gaitnau Financial Company had entrusted the assets to Dyson Asset Management Company for full management, and the latter had pledged the assets to the bank in exchange for a large amount of cash. This had become an endless cycle, with funds constantly flowing in and out, involving about four million in funds.
In addition, Lynch's mortgage with the bank was close to 300,000 yuan. He mortgaged all his things to the bank. Seeing that they were friends, Jorriman gave him the highest valuation.
If he added the things in his hands, the direct and indirect financial transactions between him and Lynch would exceed six million yuan.
If any link went wrong, the six million yuan could go down the drain. He already felt a little pressure, and Lynch's ambition was much bigger than he thought.
However, Lynch interrupted him directly. "These trucks will be entrusted to Dyson. You don't have to worry."
Jorliman raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly. His mind whirled at once, and he got up, went to the door, closed it, and fastened the shutters.
After doing all this, he returned to his desk and sat down. "You're not going to pay back the money?"
He asked this question for a reason. He originally thought that the assets were mortgaged by Lynch to the bank in his own name. This would be difficult for him because the scale of the personal mortgage was so large that even if he could protect it with his current status, people would still say something strange.
Some people who didn't get along with him might even poke fun at him.
This was like a company with a market value of 100 million yuan loaning 10 million yuan from the bank. No matter where the loan was used, the bank system would not be too vigilant about this business.
However, when a person loaned 10 million yuan in his own name, it was inevitable that some negative thoughts and emotions would arise. The use of the money would be more strictly monitored, and it might even attract the investigation team of the branch or the headquarters.
This was also the reason why he was a little embarrassed. Occasionally, "mistakes" in the valuation could be regarded as a normal small mistake, but every "mistake" was a dereliction of duty.
He originally thought that Lynch was personally mortgaging the assets, but now it seemed that he did not intend to do so.
If Dyson Asset Management was in charge, then the value of these things could be added to Dyson's market value. After the bank completed the corresponding investigation, they would approve the loan. After all, these things were supported by Dyson Asset Management with a market value of several million yuan.
However, Jorliman felt that this matter was not so simple. He and Lynch were very clear that Dyson Asset Management was a shell company on the table. Until now, it did not even have a single employee. Once the company suddenly declared bankruptcy, about 6 million yuan would become a bad debt.
However, this kind of bad debt would not implicate Jorliman. No one could predict this kind of risk, and even if they did, it would be difficult to resist.
During this period, there had been rumors in the banking system that because Heng Hui was investigated and eventually went bankrupt, it had generated as much as 37 million yuan in bad debt with the six banks. However, the six banks did not make much of a fuss, nor did they say that they had to recover the losses.
Among them, the people who handled it were not punished. This was a very normal phenomenon. Sometimes, when the bank faced certain projects, even if they knew that these projects might be a little problematic, they would still dive in without hesitation.
It was not that the people in the six banks were stupid, but they had their own plans and calculations. Sometimes, it seemed like they were losing money, but in fact, they were making money. There were countless kinds of operations.
In Jorliman's eyes, Lynch was a very brave young man who dared to take risks. Therefore, the first thing that came to his mind was that Lynch did not intend to pay back the money. When the time came, he would let Dyson go bankrupt. After the liquidation, the millions of yuan would be legally in his pocket.
Lynch shook his head. "No, I don't have the habit of not paying back what I owe. It's just that this will make it easier for you. Besides, I don't care about this small amount of money. I just lack some funds now."
With more than a million yuan in funds, plus the club's land, he would soon be able to raise about 4 million yuan in cash. This money was enough for him to set up his own business in Saibin City and even the entire state.
What he said was true. He did not care about this small amount of money. Even if he really wanted to make some money, now was not the time and place.
If he was going to do it, he would do it big!