America's Big Hero Chapter 388

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This parade was led by people from the French phosphate industry chain, and others followed suit.

They took the lead because their assets were the most abundant, but the group of people who followed them couldn't stand the crowd even though their individual assets were incomparable to them!

Total assets far exceed them!

These people are divided into many industries, some are engaged in transportation, some are warehousing, some are shipping, some are customs clearance, some are vegetable business, some are handmade products, some are light processing... more industries.

For example, if you are engaged in transportation, it will involve car maintenance...

Therefore, they are the main force of the parade, and they are also the foundation of this grand parade!

Now, these people are also divided.

Sean's instruction to Moulay Sheedy was to divide first.

The confiscated assets can be selectively returned to them after investigation, but this kind of thing cannot be discussed together.

After all, confiscation is not a sentence. It is done with the cooperation of many people in Morocco. Even if it is a government department, there must be a profit sharing.

Of course, one-by-one negotiation is definitely not possible. In the end, Morocco divided eight industries and negotiated by industry. The French could only keep up.

After the division, there is a union. Let the 8 industry people talk to the "mining" people when the negotiation progresses to 90%. This is called dividing a group, winning a group, and fighting a group!

It's the wisdom of the ancients!

What Moulay Sidi admires is the five-body cast to the ground. It's not that the leaders of a dignified country don't understand shit, and it can't be said that they have no vision, it can only be said that it is limited.

Although they are in high positions, the environment they are in is indeed limited, and their position in the world is lower. Then, even if the scope of seeing is very far, the width is not enough.

Every time the Moroccans come to the negotiating table, they are at an absolute disadvantage. This is the first time they have such confidence, and they set the tone for the entire negotiation before going to the negotiating table.

It feels like a word, cool! !

What is a golden thigh? Now in the eyes of Moroccans, Sean is a golden thigh, the kind of pure gold.

In contrast, Sean is a 'devil' in the eyes of the French mining company, a devil who wants to eat them in one bite without even spitting up bones.

Now, businessmen in other industries in France are putting pressure on them, government departments are putting pressure on them in order to quell the impact of this matter as soon as possible, and even the military is putting pressure on them.

After a confrontation exercise at sea, the French and Spanish military both recognized the combat effectiveness of the umbrella company, so even if they knew that the parties would not really conflict, they still had to enter a state of combat readiness and become completely tense.

It's like the confrontation between the rabbit and the eagle sauce on the southeast coast. It's like shouting slogans while purchasing red flag soldiers...

(PS: Don't make associations, it's really a plot boost, without any metaphor, thank you!)

In a large suite of a five-star hotel in Geneva, more than a dozen serious-faced men gathered in the room, and the room was filled with smoke.

Representatives of 3 fertilizer processing plants, 5 ore selection companies, and 4 mining companies.

The situation changed completely beyond the expectations of the French.

The door of the bedroom inside was pushed open, and a man walked in, frowning at the smoky air but didn't say anything, and now he doesn't care about these things.

"I brought everyone here today to discuss it. There is a lot of pressure on us from all aspects. You know, everyone wants us to put the overall situation first, so we need to talk to that gentleman."

Here, Sean's name is replaced by 'that', no one wants to mention this name, it's annoying.

"Fuck the bigger picture!" a mining company director cursed viciously: "Damn, these bastards, they only know surrender, surrender!"

A Frenchman scolds another group of Frenchmen for surrendering too quickly, hehe.

"Talk to that guy." A group of people said in a row.

"What's there to talk about, that guy has such a big appetite, and he can let out the most meat."

"That's to be discussed, and as soon as possible, we are in big trouble!" The man who finally walked in and called Henry said coldly.

He was a shareholder in the Edwin Mining Company, the richest and most important of all the people here.

"Trouble, what's the trouble? Our property in Morocco has been swallowed up, what's the trouble?" One person asked with a puzzled look.

"It's a lot of trouble. If it doesn't work, our industry in France will be damaged." Henry sighed, raised his hand and rubbed his face, "It's so unlucky, I never thought we would be so unlucky, Now it's not just about the Moroccan industry, we are being used!!"

"What the **** is going on, make it clear!" The others looked at each other and asked eagerly.

"I just got a call that someone attacked our mines and factories in Morocco with a bazooka and a dozen rounds."

"Ah??" Everyone in the room looked stunned and their expressions were extremely strange. What is this?

"Why would someone attack a factory in Morocco, who?"

"Isn't the factory eaten by that person, why do we still suffer losses?"

"Does anyone think we attacked our factory?"

"Yes, that's it." Henry shook his head with a wry smile, and pointed at everyone in the audience, "The evidence left at the scene is aimed at us, to be precise, we are not angry that the person robbed our property and was killed by the natives. persecuted, and in a fit of rage, someone took revenge."

"Uh..." Everyone looked at each other in dismay. To be honest, they really had this idea. If they hadn't told them rationally that the guy was cruel and changed to Moroccans, they would definitely take revenge.

"Okay, don't look at it, it wasn't our people who did it, it was someone else who didn't want the peace talks to end so quickly," Henry said.

"No, what's going on? How do I feel that I was an outsider who was robbed of the factory. It has nothing to do with me, and I can't understand anything?" one person asked irritably, the other Everyone also looked at Henry in unison.

What someone doesn't want the peace talks to succeed.

Those who have suffered losses want the negotiations to end as soon as possible and to get back their Moroccan assets, even some.

The government also hopes that the matter will end as soon as possible. The public security is under great pressure, and the social pressure is very high. The people are very dissatisfied with the sharp increase in the prices of seasonal vegetables and fruits. This government is under great pressure.

The military also hopes to end it as soon as possible and return to normalcy.

Even they want this **** to end, they believe the Moroccans don't want to continue, so who doesn't want it to end?

"I just got a set of data, and you will understand as soon as I say it. Since the complete suspension of commercial exchanges, the average price of seasonal fruits and vegetables in the southern region has tripled, and at the peak, it has increased by five times, and the consumption has increased year-on-year. 20%."

"Wait, you said that the price has increased, I can understand why the consumption has increased so much?" One of them was confused.

"Because the price of things has gone up, everyone and all the people know that there is a shortage of fruits and vegetables now, and people will rush to buy them as soon as they become available in the market. Everyone thinks that eating fruits and vegetables at this time is more fashionable and precious, and it can better reflect their living standards and show them. worth."

"Those kids who don't like vegetables on weekdays have started to eat it, understand!" Henry said with a gloomy expression: "In addition to the lack of smooth transportation channels, the rate of rot and damage on the road has increased, so the consumption is higher than Normally high."

"But, **** it, what does this have to do with us?" Everyone looked at Henry with a puzzled look.

"Great!" Henry's expression changed from anger to helplessness, from pain to decadence, and finally sighed heavily, "Do you know how many people there are in the south of France?"

Crowd: ? ? ?

If it wasn't for Henry's highest status at the scene, everyone would have jumped up and beat Henry, the most **** hateful of people talking in a gibberish.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't want to, but it's very complicated, understand!" Before everyone could answer, Henry continued: "Last year's census, there were 57.3 million people in France, and 24 million people in southern France. ."

"As we all know, the main source of vegetables for these people's daily consumption is Morocco."

France has plains, is rich in wheat, and exports to Morocco in large quantities, but France does not produce vegetables, and local vegetables are very expensive.

The reason is that wheat can be mechanized on a large scale, and one person can manage hundreds of acres, which keeps the price of grain very low, but it is not enough to grow vegetables!

There's no way to drive a tractor into the vegetable field to collect cucumbers, not even tomatoes!

Not even fruit, you can't cut down the fruit tree and **** up all the fruit at once!

Vegetables take a long time from the beginning to the end of picking. They can be picked every day. This work can only be done manually, which requires a large number of people. 50% of Morocco's population is engaged in agricultural related work.

Labor occupies a particularly large part of the production cost of vegetables and fruits, so vegetables and fruits in developed countries or regions have always been more expensive than cattle.

The poorer the place, the cheaper the fruits and vegetables.

Therefore, we will find that the places that export vegetables and fruits have always been economically backward areas.

He heard Henry say: "Have you calculated how many vegetables are consumed in southern France every day? We don't mention fruits, only vegetables."

Everyone shook their heads, they were in the fertilizer-related business, and no one cared about this.

"Let me tell you, 24 million people, if no one calculates 250 grams per day, then the daily consumption is 6,000 tons, which is still not counting waste."

"So, now that the two sides have stopped trading, where do the fruits and vegetables needed in the southern region come from?" Henry spread his hands helplessly, "These are fruits and vegetables, this is not bread, not a car, and it's not something that can be moved from anywhere. The supply comes from seasonal fruits and vegetables. These things need to grow, they need time, and even the transportation time is fixed, it will not be fresh as it grows, and the price is several times worse, so it is impossible for us to change the origin of the supply.”

Several people shook their heads again. At this time, everyone looked solemn, and there was a vague feeling in their hearts.

"Calculate, 6,000 tons, do you know how much the extra profit is 2 times? According to this figure, it is 12 million, but in fact, the figure I got is that the daily consumption is more than 7,000 tons, and this industry chain earns 1,500 more per day. Ten thousand!"

"With fruits, the total is no less than 20 million!"

"It's every day, my friends, do you know that it's faster than the pantoxin earning, after all, not everyone needs to eat poison, and vegetables and fruits are different!"

"And how did these fruits and vegetables enter the southern region of France with a complete cessation of commercial activities?"

"Smuggling!" Someone said subconsciously.

"Yes, smuggling!" Henry nodded, "A large number of people are now smuggling fruits and vegetables in the Mediterranean, but we all know that the French military has deployed a lot of troops in the Mediterranean, especially during this time when the military has entered a state of high tension , but in this state, how did those **** ships that transport vegetables and fruits cross the naval defense line?"

"Is it that those smuggling ships with a payload of hundreds of tons or thousands of tons are invisible, so the various radars of the Navy can't find them?"

"No, it's because the profits are too huge, and many people are making a fortune in this newly emerging industry chain."

"From the military to the wharf, from the customs to the police, from government officials to the mafia, a huge and complex industrial chain, more than 10 people die every day because of this industrial chain struggle!"

Henry waved his arms excitedly, "They, they don't like the end of the blockade, because once the blockade is opened, their business can't be done, 20 million US dollars a day!"

"Nobody wants to stop, these people are crazy right now, counting money like crazy."

"Now you tell me, for such a large sum of money, will anyone take the risk and go to Morocco to sabotage!"

Everyone took a breath... the smoke, the smoke that was lingering in the city clarified a lot.

This is simply too possible!

This is not like a pan-poison, a fixed industrial chain has been formed for decades, and now this is a windfall. Whoever catches it, if it catches one more day, will make another day of fortune.

"Everyone knows that we don't want to compromise, we want to take back the property from that person, even if it's only a part of it." Henry looked around, "Well, I thought the same thing half an hour ago."

"Now, my friends, we're in big trouble. The smugglers frame us, and we have no evidence to refute it."

"So, we have to end this matter as soon as possible, if we don't want to be everyone's enemy and then be abandoned by everyone and become a scapegoat."

The atmosphere in the room was very depressing, and everyone looked ugly. The room was filled with big figures in the industry, all of them were very rich, and they were all at the highest level of the company.

Not to mention that smuggling has nothing to do with them. Even if this kind of thing is put in front of them, they will not touch it. If they can make 1 million legally, they will never make 5 million illegally.

Because this 1 million can be earned all the time, and 5 million is likely to send him to prison, and there is no chance of earning 1 million again.

Risk profit is not proportional.

But they were roasted on the fire, and everyone wanted to cut a piece of meat from them to eat, and it would be strange if they were in a good mood.

The most important thing is that they didn't provoke anyone, but just like that, they became the coveted delicacy on the table for no reason.

"Talk, we must talk, we must clarify, this matter has nothing to do with us, even if there is no evidence, we must clarify." A guy slapped the table and said with an ugly face.

"Yes, it has to be clarified, then find the smugglers, and I'm going to put them all in jail."

"Don't think about the smuggling issue." Henry shook his head, "You are angry now, calm down and you will know that there is nothing you can do. There are too many people involved, and no one dares to move. Most of them are not professionals. , they don't know what it means to shut up."

"Once they are caught, they dare to say anything in order to reduce the sentence, and in the end, everyone will be implicated, and the result will be chaos in the underground world, chaos in customs, chaos in the military, chaos in the government, and chaos in everything. The impact will be several times or even higher than it is now.”

"So, as long as you have a little political wisdom, you will never dare to investigate. For the government, this matter can only be regarded as not seen!"

"No right or wrong!"

This is politics. There is no right or wrong in politics. The fundamental purpose of government employees is to make society operate smoothly and orderly, and everything must revolve around this.

Right or wrong, good or evil, that's God's business, not the government!

You can't make a mess of society just because of the simple question of right and wrong, then you will only be found out and thrown into a corner alley, or simply sent to death!

"How to talk to that person." Someone pulled the topic back.

"We need a middleman."

"Moroccan?"

"Don't think about it, that's a bunch of puppets."

"Find the military!" Henry whispered.

"Ah? No, didn't they fight? I heard from the military that they didn't keep their hands during the exercise, and the whole exercise was reported to the highest level and received great attention."

"I got the news that the military exercise is indeed true, but it is also true that they have contact in private. Normally, the military's original alert level should not be so high, but these two are pushing for an increase in the alert level. ." Henry whispered: "There is a problem here, I don't know the specific situation, but there is an invisible tacit understanding between the two sides."

The matter was settled like this, but they didn't go to the door directly, but after discussing it, the trustee called Thompson Alves.

Sure enough, Thompson Alves promised to help and say hello to Sean.

The next day, Henry and his party of 12 flew to Casablanca, Morocco.

Sean was indeed in Geneva a few days ago, but the factories and mines were attacked, and Sean went back to Casablanca to deal with it.

As early as 1920, when Morocco was still a French colony, the first phosphate mining company established was headquartered in Casablanca. The first mining area built at that time was the Khouribga mining area, and the ore was shipped directly from the port of Casablanca to France.

Casablanca has a population of 5 million, more than double the population of the capital Rabat.

In the villa estate sent by Moulay Sidi on the outskirts of the city, Sean met Henry and his party.

The vehicle stopped, and the group got out of the car and was stopped at the gate of the villa.

Search, don't care what the identity of these people are, how rich they are, now is an extraordinary period, just now someone started to attack his factory and mining area, of course Sean has to check strictly.

Of course, this kind of thing doesn't need to be ordered by Sean, Torre will arrange it.

It's just that this kind of thing is a bit unacceptable to the arrogant French. When will the French be searched in Morocco!

These people have been in Morocco for decades, and they will not be searched even if they visit the king. The long-term habit makes them very angry, but in order to negotiate, they must meet Sean...

I don't want to talk to a group of low-level security nonsense without any decision-making power. In their hearts, this is what Sean arranged, just to humiliate them.

A group of people with dark faces allowed to search their bodies before being taken to the living room.

When they got to the living room, no one greeted them, and no one even brought a cup of coffee. They just sat there, feeling more and more angry and uncomfortable.

They were robbed of their property, excluded by their own people, and framed by others. Not only did they have nowhere to seek justice, but they also found the culprit who robbed them to explain the situation...

It's not an exaggeration to say a word of servility, and I'm so angry.

It took half an hour for Sean to come down from the upstairs. To be honest, he really didn't mean to hang out with this group of people.

Morocco is not Cesar~www.mtlnovel.com~ Casablanca is not Laayoune, Sean can't block all the middle and senior management of mining groups and chemical plants.

When he took over, most of the middle and high-level and technical staff ran away, there was a danger to personal safety, and the company could not force employees to take risks.

They are a serious company, and they are not as vicious as the boss of an unnamed private security company.

So, when Sean took over, it was a mess, production was basically stagnant, and the reason he stayed in Morocco, in addition to helping Moulay Shedi, was to reorganize the company.

As a result, the company was attacked the day before yesterday. He was really busy, providing relief to the wounded, comforting personnel, repairing equipment, and resuming production...

Going downstairs, Lorraine followed Sean. Henry and the others looked up, and the expressions of the Frenchmen were even more ugly.

They were waiting downstairs, and this one was playing with women upstairs!

Lorraine was indeed a secretary, and she was indeed beautiful and charming, so it was normal for them to think so.

When he walked to the main seat of the sofa, Sean sat down with his legs crossed, looked around and finally landed on Henry, but before he could speak, a voice full of resentment and ridicule sounded, "Mr. Sean's villa The security is really strict enough, and guests have to search themselves, huh, I'm really afraid of death, is it because there are too many enemies?"

Sean opened his mouth and swallowed what he was about to say. He looked up and down at the person who was speaking. He was about 50 years old. His hair and beard were meticulously groomed. Even if there was a lot of wind and sand here, he still looked so bright and neat. Elite.

Henry wanted to stop it, but he gave up after thinking about it. Even if he was in a weak position, he couldn't surrender if he couldn't come up.

Sean sighed, "I don't like your tone."

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