The news that Lynch set up a factory to produce airplanes quickly spread in Buen, and then more people knew about it.
He was now considered a "superstar" businessman. Officially, he was called a capitalist.
This was actually not a shameful thing. From the yearning faces of the employees who had dedicated their youth to the capitalist when they talked about their boss, you could feel the country's thirst for capital and wealth.
Therefore, the rich were the real stars. Even if he didn't think about advertising at all, people would soon know about it.
This time, the one who was interested in this matter was Mr. Patu.
Star Dream Butterfly was a large comprehensive consortium. Its core business was the mining of natural resources. Whether it was oil, various metal mineral deposits, or plants, as long as it existed on the earth, it was within their business scope.
In addition to these, they were also slightly involved in other industries, but they were not in-depth enough.
This was also an inevitable phenomenon in the development of every world and era. A batch of industries that had been monopolized by some people could not be stepped in by latecomers. They either hit their heads against the wall that was higher than the sky or created a future for themselves.
The same was true of the arms industry. Those large comprehensive arms groups firmly controlled this profiteering and violent industry from top to bottom.
Outsiders couldn't get in at all.
The weapons and equipment they produced were designated as replacement equipment by the Ministry of Defense and the military all year round. The things produced by latecomers could only be sold to ordinary people.
But how big a market could ordinary people be? This was not an era where everyone could eat their fill.
Instead of buying a weapon that could not be used, it was better to consider other ways to improve their lives, except for robbers.
They couldn't get in, but they coveted the profits.
Everyone was always like this.
Until an opportunity appeared.
"Good evening, Baron Lynch …"
"Good evening, Earl Patu!"
Looking at Mr. Patu's meticulous aristocratic behavior, it really made Lynch feel like he was back in Gevra.
But there was always something strange about Patu. It was something that was difficult to describe. It was a display of momentum. He lacked something compared to the real aristocrats.
The simplest comparison was between him and the young earl. Both of them were earls. According to Mr. Patu, the ancestor of the Agincourt family was also a hereditary earl. Because of the aristocratic war and struggle, he fled to the Federation.
Both of them were earls, but their momentum was different. Mr. Patu's momentum was much worse than the young earl's.
This might have something to do with the rumors surrounding the Agincourt family. There were always some people who said that the ancestor of the Agincourt family was actually a noble's servant who murdered the noble and replaced him.
It was precisely because there were too many such rumors, some of which were very detailed and difficult to distinguish between the truth and the falsehood that they themselves began to suspect their own identities.
When one had doubts, one would lose that steadfast quality.
One was a count who doubted whether he was real, while the other had never doubted him. That was the perception.
This was probably one of the reasons why the rumors had not dissipated.
Hearing Lynch call him "earl", the corner of Mr. Patu's mouth raised slightly. After all, no one knew whether he was a real aristocrat or not, but Lynch was a real one.
The recognition of a noble "peer" was a better confirmation of his identity than other people's mocking titles.
This was an unofficial visit. Whether it was an official visit or not, a small gift was required.
"This is a pastry I made myself. I hope you like it!"
Anna handed a small package to Lynch. There was a strong milky smell inside, probably the smell of butter.
It was about two thirds of a pound. Lynch glanced at it. It was a cute bear biscuit. At this time, things related to bears were popular in the Federation.
"It smells good. I'll definitely try it when I'm free. Thank you!"
He handed the biscuit to the maid and led the two into the study. Mr. Patu was definitely not here to watch TV. He must have something to do.
After entering the study, Anna took over the maid's job. Mr. Patu sat in the chair opposite Lynch. He adjusted to a comfortable position and began the conversation.
"I heard you sold the plane to the Ministry of National Defense."
Lynch nodded and did not deny it. "Yes, they are optimistic about this project."
"But Congress hasn't approved it yet, right?"
Mr. Patu asked again.
Lynch nodded again. "Yes, there are still some people who are uncertain about the future of the plane. After all, this is not a small sum. They have to treat it seriously. After all, they are spending taxpayers' money."
"No one wants our money to be used in places where it shouldn't be used. I can understand."
Anna stood at the side and could not help but smile. She did not know why, but when she saw Lynch lying through his teeth, she felt like laughing. She found it very interesting.
Perhaps Lynch was too serious when he lied, so serious that it made people wonder if he was lying. However, Anna knew the truth.
Mr. Patu nodded in agreement. "I can solve these problems."
Lynch looked at him calmly. "What do you want from me?"
His words made Mr. Patu frown slightly. Lynch had placed himself in a higher position. He used "what you want" and "get". These were words of pleading.
Now that he had taken the initiative to help, it was more like he was taking the initiative to do these things in exchange for Lynch's charity in some aspect.
Although this was true, it did not make people feel happy.
From this, one could even guess that Lynch already knew what he wanted.
Once again, the feeling of facing a capitalist of the same level began to emerge quickly. This feeling of not being able to control the overall situation was very unfriendly.
His eyebrows soon relaxed. "I'm very interested in airplanes. Do you have any idea of accepting some investors' investment?"
He tried to change the situation of the conversation between the two. Some simple and inconspicuous phrases were quietly playing a role.
"Mr. Patu, in fact, people like you and me are never short of money, but we need to abide by the rules of the market. I won't sell too many shares to one person. I hope you can understand."
There was a hint of regret in his proud expression. Of course, he was telling the truth.
The capital game of the Federation was like this. Everyone had to abide by it, including the Duncan Family.
As long as you wanted to use the rules to plunder nutrients from the flesh and blood of others, then you must first open your arms to others.
As for whether they could take the nutrients from you, it depended on whether you had the ability to defend your rights. However, you could not refuse to open your arms because you were afraid of losing them.
According to the financial rules of the Federation, the market value of Lynch's aircraft factory was bound to break through the "100 million" level.
In order to fight against monopolies and financial crimes, either go public and accept the monitoring of the entire capital market, or stop all business and self-decompose.
These were the rules of the Federation's financial system. Everyone was faced with this problem, and everyone had to make a choice!
Some people might choose to self-decompose. For example, every part of a factory was divided into independent factories. A factory with a market value of 100 million was divided into ten factories with a market value of 10 million.
It seemed to effectively avoid the "listing principle", but what about the future?
Continue to divide?
There would be a day when it could not be dismantled. At that time, once the rules were accepted and listed, the speed of collapse would be even faster!
Because there were too many areas to take care of, it was impossible to grasp every area so firmly.
All the consortiums in the Federation were listed companies. These capital tycoons all abided by this rule. Those who were not as good as them would only end up miserable if they did not abide by it.
Lynch did not intend to challenge the capital environment of the entire Federation. Even if he was not satisfied, he would not refuse. This was the rule.
When one was powerless to resist, it was best to choose a position that one was comfortable with.
"If possible, I hope to get no less than 20% of the shares. The price is negotiable."
Just as Lynch said, money, which was a difficult problem in many people's lives, was not a problem for them at all.
He did not even ask about the price. All he cared about was how many shares he could get.
Lynch shook his head. "20% is too much. There will be a lot of people who will join in the future. If each of you get too much, it will reduce my share."
Mr. Patu quickly said, "I can compensate you in other ways. For example, solving some of the problems you are facing and increasing the market value."
He wanted to keep his 20% shares and his desire was very strong.
Just as Lynch was about to persuade the other party to take a step back, the phone rang.
He apologized and picked up the phone.
Mr. Patu took the initiative to leave. He walked to the window in the distance and whispered to Anna.
As the call went on, Lynch's expression became a little strange. The caller was Mr. Vaudric. He invited Lynch to the spring hunt in two days. However, the information revealed between the lines was related to his plane.
This news could not be hidden. Two hundred planes were 30 million. Two thousand planes were 300 million. The Federation was so big and the world was so big. It was impossible that two thousand planes could not be sold.
Moreover, the war that was bound to break out in the future was bound to push some things related to war to a terrifying peak. When the time came, this company might become a new noble in the military industry.
Everyone knew that the easiest way to break through the solidified industry barriers was to open up a new path.
Lynch and his plane were undoubtedly the best in this area. Moreover, there was already a huge profit to be made. These tycoons would definitely not give up.
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