Lynch had once asked another person, a child, the same question.
The child had answered him — even in his dreams.
He was very curious about how Herbus, the prince of the kingdom, would answer.
He did not have to wait for too long. Herbus recovered from his momentary shock and nodded. The extra expression on his face disappeared. He knew what kind of attitude and emotions he should have at this time.
"Of course, I like money, and I want more money. So, Mr. Lynch, what good business do you have to share with me?"
Lynch liked the undisguised greed on people's faces. It was much better than those who pretended to be serious, but such people were also more difficult to deal with.
Those who always carefully hid their desires in the depths of their hearts did not want to do so and did not want others to discover their desires, but they could not resist others' vigilance and even attacks after their desires were discovered by others.
They did not dare to expose themselves for fear of being hurt, but those who never hid their desires were not so easy to deal with.
They did not hide it because even if one knew their greed and desires, one could not do anything to them. Therefore, they did not need to hide their true nature at all.
Herbus was such a person. His identity, status, and the money in his hands were enough for him to show his truest self without worrying about others spying on him.
This was also why some rich people were so "honest". It was because they did not need to care about the opinions of ordinary people. In their eyes, ordinary people were not human.
Would you care about what you did because of a dog's gaze?
Lynch took out a banknote from his pocket, placed it on the table, and pushed it over.
Herbus looked at Lynch's serious and calm face for a while before his gaze shifted to the banknote in front of him. He picked it up with his clean fingers.
"A banknote!"
He glanced at Lynch, and Lynch nodded slowly. Herbus's attention returned to the banknote.
He flipped it upside down several times and even shook it. "If I'm not wrong, this is the local currency, Galil. To be honest, it's not very valuable …"
Herbus shook his head and put the banknote back. "I don't think there's any business opportunity in this, but I'm very interested in the Najalil United Development Company that you guys started. If you're willing, I can buy some of your shares at a premium."
In fact, Nagalil also had many local specialties, such as spices, furs, animals, and so on. They all had good international sales, especially spices. These things did not cost too much, and the speed of making money was not slow.
In the past, if people wanted to buy things from here, they would first contact the Preston Firm, and the Firm would give them a price list. of course, they could also bypass the Preston Firm and directly contact the local natives.
But from now on, some things would be different. The Nagalil United Development Company had taken over the work of the Preston Firm, and they were even stricter.
Given how active the Federation Navy was in the Eastern Ocean, even if the Najalil United Development Company had not yet expressed their rights, people knew that this was a place that could not be bypassed.
For such a high-level monopoly interest group that was digested internally, outsiders had no way to join, let alone intervene. They could only find a way to obtain a portion of the shares from some shareholders and join the board of directors in a subordinate relationship.
If Lynch was willing to sell a part of it, Herbus would be willing to pay a high price to buy it. Just the annual quota of shares allocated to him would probably only take a year to earn back all the money he had spent.
Lynch shook his head. "The situation in the joint company is more complicated than you think. As for this …" He picked up the small piece of paper. "It's going to appreciate."
"Appreciate?"
Herbus was stunned for a moment after hearing that. He then sneered and said, "Impossible. We all know the value and purpose of the Najalil United Development Company. In this case, I'd rather believe that the Federation's Saul will have a significant increase in the near future than believe that Najalil will appreciate."
"Because it was plundered by you, its money has become valuable?"
Herbus shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry, I'm used to telling the truth."
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Najalil was now a blood-sucking place for the Federation. In this case, when Lynch said that Najalil was going to appreciate, it was simply a joke. It gave Herbus a very special feeling.
He couldn't tell if Lynch was looking down on his professionalism in this area, or if Lynch was an idiot himself.
Lynch could roughly feel the strange smile in Herbus' eyes. He tilted his head and looked out the window. Just as he was about to pick up the coffee cup and take a sip, he put his hand back down.
A layer of dust floated on the surface of the coffee cup. This might have something to do with the fact that there were many people gathering outside.
"Do you see it? Countless people," Herbus said.
Herbus followed Lynch's gaze and looked into the distance, but he did not answer. He was waiting for Lynch to say something else.
Lynch took out a cigarette box and lit one for himself. "We can't send everyone in the Federation to work here. Probably only a portion of them. And you know, the Federation's unions and various laws have elevated the working class to the sky!"
The laws related to workers in the Bailey Federation were the most complete. This also gave many people who did not know the inside story the wrong impression. They would think that the working class had stood up and could fight against the capitalists.
So when Lynch mentioned this, Herbus nodded naturally. No matter what, the welfare of the workers in the Federation was the best in the world, and there were laws and unions to protect them.
"Not only do we have to actively prepare various materials and bear the heavy transportation costs of some machinery, but we also have to take out a large sum of money to pay the wages of these people …"
Lynch took out a few more banknotes and placed them on the table. "Then, is there any way to make them pay less?"
He took one of the banknotes.
At this time, Herbus's thoughts had already caught up with Lynch. He almost blurted out, "Let the value of Galil appreciate and directly pay the local currency according to the foreign exchange rate."
His eyes immediately widened because at this time, he finally understood why Galil would "appreciate".
"I have to say that the person who can come up with this method is a shameless person!"
Herbus took out his pipe and knocked it on the stand.
Lynch smiled and nodded without any hesitation. "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Herbus …"
This was a very shameless little trick. No one had ever used it before, but the essence of finance and capital had always been the same. It had never changed, no matter what its appearance was.
So Mr. Herbus immediately guessed the truth.
Assuming that a Nagalil needed 100 Galil per day as his daily wage, 10,000 people would have to pay them one million Galil per day. Such a payment would not benefit the capitalists at all.
However, Lynch provided people with a possibility. He would not pay Galil directly, or he would pay Galil as the currency of the wage settlement, but not 100 Galil per day.
The daily wage of these people was one Federation sol. Assuming the exchange rate between the two was one Federation sol for one Galil, one Federation sol would automatically become 100 Galil during the payment process.
But if the exchange rate of Galil was pushed up at this time, such as to one Federation sol for 80 Galil, the merchants of the Federation would still have to pay "one Federation sol" to these people. However, for the sake of convenient statistics and calculations, since the Federation sol was not the legal currency of the country, the first legal currency was naturally the main currency in the settlement.
They only needed to pay the local workers 80 Galil per day according to the current real-time exchange rate!
Wasn't it simple for them to save 20% of their labor costs without harming their interests?
All they needed to do was simply push the exchange rate of Galil, and it would reduce a lot of financial pressure for the developers of the Federation. The more Galil appreciated, the more benefits the Federation merchants would receive.
It was indeed shameless and despicable, but this was finance. This was capital.
Herbus could not help but pick up the worthless piece of paper again. As an international banker, he had already realized the wealth in it.
Once Galil appreciated, the exchange rate market would be the most direct way to generate wealth. Then, some countries that had trade relations with Nagalil would also have a chain reaction.
The appreciation of Najalil meant that they would get more benefits in terms of imports, which was exactly what Najalil needed at the moment. This was no longer a simple game of financial capital. It was a combination of geopolitics, international politics, international finance, world capital operations, and many other means.
Holding the pipe in his mouth, Herbus felt that the small piece of paper in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds.
After a while, he pursed his lips and put down the money. "If it's just the two of us, it's impossible to do this."
Lynch shook his head slightly. "Many people will join in. The Nagalil United Development Company, the Nagalil United Kingdom, and even the Federation government will promote this matter."
Herbus looked at Lin Qi and suddenly felt that this young man was a little scary. However, this fear came and went quickly. It was only a momentary illusion, and he was not sure if he had been afraid of this young man or not.
"You told me this, and I can already get rid of you and do it alone. So, what do you want from me?"
Herbus put the pipe on the table, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his lips. "I am a person with moral cleanliness. You provided me with information, so I have to help you."
"Is there anything I can do for you, or business that we can cooperate on?"
Lynch nodded. "I want to borrow a lot of Galil."
"A lot?"
Herbus did not ask Lynch why he wanted these worthless notes, and he did not want to know. What he wanted to know was how much Lynch planned to ask for.
Lynch nodded. "Yes, a lot. Of course, as a guarantee, I have hundreds of millions worth of Geffra bonds here. I believe they will be happy to cash in."
Herbus gasped. According to the current exchange rate, this was almost tens of billions of Galil. Even if he was an international banker, he could not get so much Galil in a short time.