"Mr. Lynch, this is what you want."
After returning to Bupenn, Lynch did not immediately go to see the senator. Instead, he went to the headquarters of Jinhui Bank. He had something to exchange.
To be precise, it was a stack of checks.
Few people would use the word "stack" to describe the number of checks. It seemed to be a disgrace to the financial product, but Lynch did it.
The feeling of dozens of checks stacked together was actually very shocking. In addition, the amount of each check was one million. It was really amazing!
The bank clerk behind the counter had a kind of sacred light on his face. In front of him, there were tens of millions in "cash."
People who worked in banks knew what tens of millions in cash meant.
From this moment until Lynch left, he was everyone's "father." Everyone had to meet any of his requirements, even if they were asked to take off their clothes and bark on the ground.
Fortunately, the noble Mr. Lynch would not have such a vulgar hobby. He just sat quietly and waited for people to transfer the money into an account he designated.
A newly registered shell company was registered in the most common way in the Federation's gray industry. Foreign funds were entrusted to register in the country.
There were many companies in Bupenn engaged in this business. They would help those foreign companies with a series of legal documents, and then set up a shell company with the identity of an invisible person as the founder.
Then the company was sold to foreign companies at a certain price. The price of the company was equivalent to the registration fee.
When registering a company in the Federation, there was a very special name... that was, "founder."
The Federation law required that the founder of a Federation company must be a natural human being and a citizen of the Federation. He needed to be able to bear the corresponding legal responsibilities and obligations.
It was not so easy to register a company with a fake identity. There were many ways to verify whether a person's identity was true, such as a social security number.
Whether it was true or false, it was clear with a check, especially in sensitive areas.
Therefore, to register a company that was at least legal and could pay taxes, even if it was a shell company, it must be registered by a legal person.
For example, Lin Qi had found a homeless man to register Dyson Asset Management Company.
He gave the homeless person a little money and a monthly dividend, and Lynch got rid of all legal responsibilities.
If something were to happen in the future, the founder and shareholder of the company, the homeless man would have to take full responsibility.
Even if he died, the responsibility would only fall on the dead man's head — he was really dead!
In order to find someone to take responsibility for any problems that might arise, there had to be a natural person who met the Federation registration standards to do this. No matter what this person did, at least he was a person and a citizen of the Federation.
This was the value of the invisible people. They were legal citizens of the Federation, but they were almost invisible. Apart from themselves and those related to them, no one could find them.
Many invisible people made a living from this. Every time they helped those companies register a company, they would receive a fee that was not a small amount for them. It was enough for them to live happily for a while.
This special nature gave the gray industry a lot of convenience. They could use invisible people to solve a lot of problems, such as tax evasion and money laundering.
This was not to say that the Federation's financial system was full of loopholes. In the process of a country's judicial system, it was inevitable that there would be some loopholes. This was also a painful process that the development of the era had to go through.
A company that had nothing to do with Lynch himself, but it was in the hands of Lynch.
Looking at the checks being collected and bound, these checks would be kept for a long time to prove the legality and process of the money flow.
Not long after, with the help of four employees, all the money was transferred into the account designated by Lynch. He then got up and shook hands with the bank manager and said goodbye.
This company was still very useful. Its value lay in the fact that its shareholders were all socialites and tycoons. With so many tycoons investing in this company, even if this company claimed that human feces could be processed into artificial meat, the people of the Federation would still believe it.
For the rich and famous, the bottom of the Federation envied and even hated these people, but at the same time, they believed in them.
In the evening, he met with the senator.
"Mr. Lynch, I've always wanted to meet you, but you're too busy. I couldn't find a chance."
The senator was not as difficult to get along with as Langdon had described.
Maybe it was because of the money. Lynch shook the senator's hand a little harder. "I'm really busy. You've been waiting for a long time, right?"
"No, I just arrived."
The senator led Lynch into the depths of the restaurant.
Most Federation restaurants did not have the concept of a "private room." Whether it was a meeting with a foreign diplomat or a worker who had just changed out of his uniform, they would all choose to eat in the lobby.
There was an unproven saying that many people believed that if politicians met in private, it would inevitably lead to corruption.
Therefore, in order to show their magnanimity, as long as they ate in public, they would inevitably enjoy the food with others in the lobby.
The Federation always had such a saying. It was a strange conspiracy theory, but people liked it and believed it.
The restaurant the senator booked was opened by a foreign chef. The style was not quite the same as the Federation. There was no lobby here. Instead, it was decorated into individual rooms.
Every room had a different theme, allowing every guest to experience an exotic atmosphere that they had never experienced before.
The two entered a room that looked like a tourist attraction. After they sat down, the restaurant staff quickly served their dinner.
Lynch noticed that the waitresses were dressed very differently. They were not in the style of the Federation at all. While they were beautiful and luxurious, they also had a touch of romance.
The two did not pay attention to the waitresses at this time. After the waitresses left and closed the door, the two began to talk about business.
"I've been busy with some official business for a while now. Not only do I have a job in the Military Appropriations Committee, but I also hold some positions in other committees."
The senator found an excuse for his recent performance. It was a good one.
Lynch nodded. "I understand. I know Langdon. He's very busy every day. I'm just as busy as he is. Maybe even busier than him."
The senator smiled and nodded. "After I'm done with my work, I'll immediately start reviewing the budget submitted by the Department of Defense."
"There are two technical issues that I'm not too sure about. I hope you can explain them to me before dinner starts."
After saying this, the senator stared at Lynch. He was not sure if Lynch could understand what he meant.
In fact, he was overthinking. Lynch had seen more than one person who wanted money, pleasure, and fame. Some of them were even more "excessive" than he was.
"Please go ahead!"
Lynch's expression became more serious, as if he was really waiting for some questions to be answered.
The senator was also very serious. "First question, from the report, I see that the aircraft can carry many different components, right?"
Lynch nodded. "Yes, including but not limited to those listed. We will add more in the future."
The senator nodded. "Do you have any preferences when selecting workers?"
"I have a limited selection of Federation citizens …"
"I've asked all my questions. Your answers are in line with my thoughts. I have no reason to continue to stop you …" The senator looked slightly relieved as if he had really solved a huge problem.
If someone came in at this time, he might think that the person in the room had just verified that E = mc ².
"Looks like I've passed?"
The senator nodded solemnly. "That's indeed the case."
"Let's have a toast …" Lynch raised his glass and the senator followed closely behind. Everything was in line with the laws of the Federation. Even if someone had installed a bug here, they would not be able to find any fault.
To the senator, he had shown his importance. Without him, this budget would not have been able to pass.
At the same time, he had shown his value. As long as he was willing, he could pass any budget.
The senator expressed his goodwill, and Lynch also expressed his goodwill.
He would have to deal with the senator often in the future. After all, the anti-aircraft weapons had to be approved by them.
He seemed to be emotional as he said, "A lot of things have happened in the Federation recently …"
Although the senator did not know what exactly had happened, he seemed to be quite emotional as well. "Indeed."
"I heard that during this period, it may rise again at any moment …" The senator was stunned.
The senator froze for a moment. Living in Boone, it was impossible for him not to know what had happened in the past few days.
Its market value had already evaporated by 70%. Some people said that it would soon be delisted, while others said that it would rise again.
But … the situation was not optimistic. So many rich people had not made a move yet. Even if it could survive this disaster, it would not be easy to climb back up again.
It was almost impossible!
At this time, Lynch suddenly said that it was going to rise again …
The senator's face suddenly showed some interest. At least one or two times the income. This was different from Lynch directly giving money.
This time, the more he invested, the more he could get. It was not like … he could only take as much as he was given!
"Is that so?"
He smiled calmly. "Unfortunately, I'm not very interested in financial things. I'm a timid person and don't like these …"