Czechma smiled on her face and MMP in her heart.

He was eating melons under the service of his maid. After eating, he was about to do exercise to refresh himself, but was suddenly told to come to the door.

If a good mood is destroyed at once, it would be strange if he is happy.

But there is no way, I have to go to the door, I always have to solve it.

Through Liduo's oral message, he roughly understood what type of trouble was - the new Navy with formal means and extremely righteous methods.

Czechma suddenly felt at a loss, and his methods were formal and just, so he was really nothing to be afraid of. He was afraid that only people like pirates who were unreasonable, or to put it another way, who only talked about their own principles.

He can't deal with that kind of person and can only be slaughtered by others.

But the new navy is different, he has some ways to deal with it.

Although he had done something that was not tolerated by the New Navy, he did it very secretly every time, and evidence was impossible.

"Oh, it's really a shame. I, Czech Mar, the owner of this Sands Factory, Colonel Smog, has long heard of the name."

The fat on Czechma's face was trembling, and his posture was extremely humble.

"Are you the boss of this factory?"

Smog sniffed a puff of smoke and looked down at the Czechma.

"Yes, right? Colonel Smoger came from afar. Why not be as good as a ride as we can eat and chat?"

The Czech Mar tentatively tentatively.

"I don't have time, I'm asking you to come here to ask about the people you bought. What do you have to explain?"

Smog replied expressionlessly.

Smog's response allowed Czech Mar to classify Smog in his heart at a deeper level.

He is very good at speaking people when he sees people and talks with ghosts.

If Smoger agreed to the dinner, they might be able to handle it by bribery. If they don’t accept the dinner, their expressions are so serious. I think they are a stereotyped person. Czech Mar immediately chose one of the prepared plans to deal with Smoger.

"Hey, Colonel Smoger, do you know what I regret the most over the years?"

"Um?"

"I just run this sand gold factory. The happiest day I was actually when I set up a stall on the roadside to sell fruits. At that time, I earned more than 10,000 peles a month and lived a very happy life. However, I had to bear the livelihood of so many people now, and I was under too much pressure."

“…”

"Don't look at my sand gold factory that is so large, but to be honest, it doesn't make money. There is no way, so I tried every means to find the underground chamber of commerce to buy these people. Although the lives of these people I bought were a little harder, they are young. If young people don't struggle, how can they have a better life? Do you think so? If you want to say I'm wrong, I admit it, and you will listen to you what to do."

Czechma had an extremely sincere attitude, and even he was moved by what he said.

What a great businessman he is? He does not hesitate to do such illegal things for the sake of the family of these employees. He does not believe that Smoger will listen to these words, but he will still be willing to punish himself severely.

Yes, Czechma’s strategy is to avoid the important things. Telling about his contributions and helplessness, admitting mistakes that he really cannot be washed away, and not admitting his mistakes is something that only stupid people will do. Appropriate cutting of their own flesh is the basic principle of long-term development.

"But I heard that a few days ago, a runaway slave was killed by you."

Smog was still expressionless.

Czechma's heart skipped apart and immediately retorted: "This is a slander, an unreasonable slander. Colonel Smog, I know I am not very good to the slaves I bought, but you think, is it also considered to save their lives if I bought them from the slave merchants? Just because I am a little harsh on them, I will slander and retaliate against me. Colonel Smog, it's too difficult for me."

Czech Mar squeezed out two tears.

He knew very well that murder could not fall on himself. If this was implemented, he might be gone.

"Come here."

Smog ignored Czechma, but shouted, asking the gold diggers who had stopped to come with Garner and others.

It was not until the crowds gathered that Smog spoke again.

"If it were a month ago, maybe I would turn a blind eye to what he did because of this name, Czechma. Unfortunately, it's not now.

Czech Mar, is the existence of your Sand Gold Factory reasonable?

To change the question, why does the sand gold in this sand gold factory belong to you, not to everyone in Komodo?”

Czech Mars was shocked. Is the other party really a new navy?

How do you ask the question so sharp? It points directly to the essence.

As Smog said, the reason why the Sand Gold Factory belongs to him is because of the transaction between him and Lido. If it weren't for that transaction, he wouldn't have legal ownership of the Sand Gold Factory.

However, he was unsure of whether this matter should be said.

In desperation, he had to ask Li Duo with his eyes.

Lido knew that he couldn't escape, and thought for a while and replied: "Col. Smog, you don't know that this Sandkin Factory was built by the owner of the Czech Republic to provide many conveniences and taxes to Komodo. The process is compliant and legal, and there is information to check."

"Does the jurisdiction of a region have such great power to provide private management of the resources that originally belonged to the public? Mr. Lido, you have to think about it before you can."

Smog looked at Lido coldly.

Collusion between officials and businessmen is like the relationship between weeds and the earth. If we do not cut off the weeds and roots, we will never be eliminated.

"This, this... is all for Komodo's development."

Lido started to get a little exhausted.

"Col. Smoger, it's done."

At this moment, a former squad leader of the rebel army brought a document.

"Please trouble you."

Smog nodded at him.

Somehow, Lido and Czechma suddenly felt a chill behind their backs.

"Hey, Lido, what's going on with that person?"

Czechma asked in a low voice.

"I don't know."

Lido was also confused. When he received Smog, Smog was the only one, and there was no one else. Could it be that Smog had acted separately from the man just now?

When Lido thought of this, he began to sweat coldly.

"Komodou Sands Factory is famous for its abundant production of Sands. Last year, the profit reached one billion Baileys. Komodo last year built a reservoir with a cost of five million Baileys. After deducting 150 million Baileys from workers' wages, there are still 845 million Baileys left. All of this money falls into your pocket, Czech Mar."

"This, this, you always have to make money when doing business, and it's not about charity."

Czechma wiped the cold sweat from his head, and he didn't know where the other party came from.

People are afraid of the unknown.

"A good business is not a charity, but you are still priding yourself on how much dedication you have made for Komodo. Is it a good thing to buy these people back?"

Smog said coldly.

"By the way, there is another interesting point, Lido, where did you get the money to build such a big house, and there is also property worth hundreds of millions of yuan? Don't tell me that the salaries of officials in Alabastan are already so high, right?"

"This, this..."

Lido Khan was raining, and he couldn't even think about how the money he had hidden so deeply was found. He was okay with the house, but the money was really impossible to say.

"This is not coming out, right? Then I might as well tell you. Every year, Czech Mar will share the profits of the Shajin Factory to give you. In return, you will rationalize the existence of the Czech Marshajin Factory and cooperate with Czech Mar to make a fortune by using the Shajin Factory.

Sandjin, originally a public resource that belonged to Komodo, or Alabastan, became a means of making money under your clever tongue.

Do you think what you said before is reasonable and makes me unable to attack you?

Do you think it is useful to have the so-called entanglement of the masses and let them serve as shields for you?

Don’t be naive. If you two are dealt with, the Shajin Factory can still be opened, and the money you give to the masses can even be more.

Czech Mar, do you see if anyone is standing up for you as you wish?"

Smog looked at Czech Mar with contempt.

The Czech Maro falls into an ice cave.

How could he have thought that the other party was well versed in this way? Isn’t it the New Navy? Why is it so proficient in uniting the masses? It also knows how to use interests to fight against interests. This is what only those who are proficient in business know?!

The scene, as Smog expected.

After he said that the sand gold factory would continue to operate and would receive more money than before. The middle-aged gold mining worker representative who had talked to him before did not come out to speak for Czechma. Instead, he was excited and immersed in what he said about the beautiful vision of being able to receive more money in the future.

Smog sighed in his heart.

Lieutenant General Carl is sincere and does not deceive him. When facing different people, he should use different methods. Compared with long-term interests, most people will only take into account the present moment. Compared with common interests, most people will take into account themselves first.

When dealing with bad people, you can use thunder means, but when dealing with ordinary people who have not made any mistakes, you cannot be tough.

"Is it wrong to make more money? If it weren't for me, could this Sand Gold Factory make so much money? If it weren't for me, it would be an unknown whether those slaves could survive until now."

It has reached this point, and the Czech Mar knows that it is useless to be soft.

"It's right to make more money, but should you earn this money? Is this sand land yours? As for those who have bought you, there is no need, where can they come from? If it weren't for people like you, who would be bored to sell people?

Czech Mar, with your little things, should you get so much money? Are you worthy?

Also, do you really think what you have done can be hidden seamlessly?"

"You! Me!"

Czech Ma was so quarreled by Smog that he had nothing to say.

"I was already ready to involve the original Alabastan officials, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly. Cliber, I'll leave it to you next. I'll take these two people down to deal with it."

"Yes, Colonel Smoger, please leave it to me."

A new navy emerged from the crowd.
Chapter completed!