There were people who cooperated with Lynch, and naturally, there were also people who did not cooperate with Lynch.
The old man who had shouted, "I'd rather go to hell than sell my factory to you!" and "Go to hell with you and your greed!" was experiencing a different kind of feeling.
His factory had been completely closed down. The bank's staff had put a seal on the outside of his factory, and a large number of staff members had begun to liquidate.
All of this could only be carried out with the approval of the Saibin City Court and the judge. In other words, the entire Saibin City's judicial system supported the bank's actions.
After all, everyone understood the principle of paying back debts, and it was such a large sum of money.
The most important thing was that he had rejected Mr. Lynch's kindness!
Lynch had wanted to help him, but not only had he rejected Lynch's kindness, but he had also framed Lynch as the culprit.
In fact, these people were people who refused to admit defeat. They had borrowed the money, and they had also spent it. They had also decided to expand and increase production capacity.
They had also made the decision to stock up on raw materials when they were "cheap." Some of them had even sold their products to people who offered a higher price during the best years of the year, even if the other party had paid the deposit.
As a result, there were so many orders piled up in the warehouse that no one was willing to take them. This had become one of the reasons that had dragged down the factory.
The old man stood outside the factory with a blank look in his eyes. He was no longer allowed to enter the factory, because from this moment onwards, this place was within the restricted area. The property rights belonged to the bank, and he was just an outsider.
A few workers pulled out a truck of raw materials from the factory and placed it on the open ground. The person in charge of liquidating the goods was recording them, so that they could calculate the total value of the goods.
The old man looked at the almost new raw materials, and his heart was bleeding. What was even more unbelievable was that the person in charge of the appraisal had shouted out, "Worms and rats gnawing on second-hand production waste …"
Now, not only had the old man lost the factory, but he had also been burdened with a huge debt because of his insolvency. He, his family, and everyone who had enjoyed the good life brought by the loan would be recognized as joint debtors by the judge.
When the time came, they would be forced to work to repay the debt as soon as possible.
Of course, this had nothing to do with Mr. Lynch and those who had admitted defeat. For those people, a new life and a new journey had just begun.
After Felar became the mayor, he immediately mentioned Lynch and promised the people of Saibin City through the television that from next week onwards, they would select some of the most difficult families to enter Lynch's factory and resume production.
Announcing such news right before the inauguration caused some people to no longer have any doubts about Ferral's ability. Some people even became Ferral's die-hard supporters!
All of this had to do with jobs and employment.
"After we clear the factory," Felar Felar, Felar, said.........
In the crowd, Lynch, who was standing side by side with Felar, was announcing the news to some people. That's right, this was Felar's celebration ceremony. He had become the mayor, and he had to follow some rules to hold such a ceremony.
Of course, there were not many people around him now, but fortunately, he had inherited some capital from Langdon. These businessmen who were unwilling to leave the city began to revolve around Felar.
In addition to Felar's own connections, some people came from the society, and Lynch even saw some middle-class people here.
A new mayor represented a new opportunity. Some people were overcoming difficulties that they could not overcome with their own strength, and a new "ecosphere" was forming.
People were curious about how Felar got those jobs from Lynch, so Felar directly pulled Lynch over and asked him to explain it to everyone.
In the face of Lynch's affirmative answer, some people showed an expression of disbelief. "Mr. Lynch, now every time we start work, we will face a loss. If your factories start work … can they keep their costs?"
Lynch shook his head. "This is not a question of whether or not they can keep their costs …" When he said this, some people instantly exchanged glances with each other. This was the most normal thing!
If they started work at this time, they would lose money. As long as they started work, they would definitely lose money!
This sentence didn't sound right, but it was the most realistic situation at the moment. Because of the economic depression, many dealers wouldn't be like before. They wouldn't give a portion of the money before they saw the item and settle the bill after they saw the item.
Now, in order to avoid their own risks, dealers required to sell the goods first, then pay.
This also led to the fact that as long as they started work, not only would they have to pay the workers a salary, but they would also have to consume the corresponding raw materials and pay the transportation costs.
It was very likely that some companies would be dragged into bankruptcy in this process, so now most companies would rather do nothing than not start work.
In addition to these problems, the change in the supply structure made the factory from a strong position to a weak position, which was also one of the problems that made it difficult for the factory to make a profit.
In fact, it was impossible for every batch of goods to be completely sold out, except for the very popular goods.
In the past, the losses caused by slow sales were mostly borne by the dealers. They bought 100 goods, sold 80 of them, and sold the remaining 20 at a discount. Overall, they still made money.
But now, the dealers' method of selling first, then paying later, transferred all the risks of slow sales to the factory.
The losses of 20 slow sales were all borne by the factory, and the profits from selling 80 goods might not be able to cover the losses caused by 20 slow sales.
The dealers began to move up and became the most important part of the supply chain. This was different from before. In the past, the factory dominated the entire supply chain, but now the situation had changed, and the risk of the factory was greater.
Lynch's words made them think that he was willing to lose money and start work in order to support Ferrar. This also made people have an accurate judgment of some of the rumors that were circulating in private, such as the deep personal relationship between Lynch and Ferrar.
But the second half of Lynch's sentence made their minds go blank for a moment.
"… My question is how much profit these factories and products can bring to me!"
The people around this "mainstream" circle were suddenly in an uproar. They found it hard to believe that what they heard and what they knew were the same thing.
Now, everyone was complaining about how much money they had lost and how difficult their days were. Suddenly, someone said that he was thinking about how much money he could make. This made people feel like he was playing to the gallery.
"Please forgive my rudeness, Mr. Lynch. Under such circumstances, how can you guarantee your profits?"
A businessman squeezed out of the crowd and stood in front of Lynch. He also introduced himself as the owner of a shoe factory.
The others were also looking at Lynch, waiting to see how he would answer this question.
Lynch said with a smile, "I won't sell these products in the country. If these things are sold to the Federation, then I'll definitely face a loss."
He looked at the others. He spoke slowly and clearly, making sure that the people around him could hear and hear him clearly.
Perhaps there were too many people around here, or perhaps some of the voices had spread, some people gathered here.
"But if I export the products abroad, I might not lose money, and I can even make some money …"
"If you pay attention to some new news, you'll find a word that's been appearing more and more frequently, 'internationalization'. Internationalization has actually been integrated into our lives."
"The rapid development of technology has shortened the distance between us and the world. We can easily sell our products abroad, to the whole world."
"If you pay attention to some of the international trade policies, you'll find that export products can now be refunded, and some products also have additional subsidies."
"These will greatly reduce the pressure on us, and the international market is far bigger than the domestic market. It's deeper and more three-dimensional."
"There's a suitable sales location for every product. We just need to find this place, and then transport the products out!"
The unnamed gentleman who asked the question asked again, "Mr. Lynch, are you talking about Najalil?"
Lynch glanced at him and nodded. "You can say yes, but you can also say no. What I said doesn't mean that only Najalil is suitable for us businessmen to pursue interests."
"It's just that I personally think Najalil is more suitable. Think about it, ladies and gentlemen, that's a country with a population of two hundred million!"
Lynch smiled and used body language to describe this "large" scale with a smile.
"We're cultivating this country, this market."
"Once a market with a population of two hundred million is cultivated, each of them will spend ten dollars on products from the Federation every year. That's a market of two billion!"
"But, gentlemen, for a country that's economically backward, their material needs are definitely not as simple as ten dollars!"
"It could be twenty dollars, thirty dollars, fifty dollars, or even a hundred dollars!"
"We're cultivating this market, making it more suitable for our needs, and then …" Lynch pursed his lips and smiled. He raised his glass and took a sip. "It's that easy, ladies and gentlemen!"
Lynch did not speak. He had always been very honest. He did intend to sell these products to Najalil, but the way he sold them was slightly different.
"Bang!"