Shadow Empire - Chapter 932 Reasonable and Legal

Naturally, everyone here is his employee.

As incredible as it sounds, such a thing would never happen in the Federation.

No matter who is behind him.

Neither the top financial groups standing in the clouds nor the interest groups in Congress dare to do so.

You can put the ownership of a mine in the name of a company, but it should not be in the name of an individual.

It seems that there is no difference between "an individual holds shares in a company, and the company holds mining rights" and "an individual holds mining rights", but in fact there is a big difference.

The former has many measures to ensure that individuals, equity and companies are closely linked together, while being able to be separated into independent individuals at any time and anywhere.

But the fact that individuals hold ownership of mines is an established fact and cannot be changed. There is no way to prevent or pre-treat it.

But this also gave Lance some opportunities to manipulate these things.

The world is so magical. The rulers try every means to put state-owned assets into their own pockets. We dare not write this in novels, but it happens every day in reality!Vargas had his own office at the mine, even though he seldom came there.

The houses and spaces here are not valuable, and the construction costs are almost nothing except for cement and steel bars.

He found some miners to build the house for free, saving on labor costs, so he didn't need that office.

People don't come to the office often, but it is cleaned frequently, so there wasn't much dust when Lance came in.

There were not many books in the bookcase, nor any documents on the desk. Everything looked very clean, too clean, and it didn't look like a "boss's" office at all.

When the manager and his colleagues walked over from another building, they saw those cars with strange shapes. Their eyes stayed on the cars and the people who were dressed neatly next to the cars for a moment.

There was some doubt in his eyes, "Are these people Vargas's men?"

The discipline brought by the uniform dress code created a sense of oppression, making him feel a heavy atmosphere and some uneasiness.

He looked at one of his two trusted men and said, "Go and tell the mining protection team to keep an eye out. If anything happens, I need them to be able to control the situation."

He did not let the mining protection team take action immediately. He was not sure whether these people might have been sent by President Diego, because he had just contacted President Diego.

Or are these people the minister's men?He wasn't sure.

The closer he got to Vargas' office, the more he instinctively resisted.

But he also knew that resistance was useless and he needed to face it. What if it was not what he thought?

Maybe he was sent by some big shot to protect the silver mine?

The city of Sege at the foot of the mountain has fallen into chaos. They must have known that there was a silver mine on the mountain and that a large amount of silver was produced here every day.

Maybe someone is planning to take advantage of them, so they arranged for some powerful characters to come...

After convincing Yi Xi Ai, the manager took a deep breath, and a smile suddenly filled his heavy face. He pushed the door open with a big laugh and said, "My old friend, why didn't you inform me in advance before you came?"

After pushing open the door, he paused before finishing his words because he saw a young man sitting behind Vargas' desk.

The owner of the chair, however, stood next to the young man, slightly bent over, looking like a minor character.

Is he the minister’s man?Or the president's man?

He was unsure, and after a brief moment of distraction, a smile returned to his face. "Who is this?"

Vargas turned his head and looked at the manager. This guy seemed to respect him very much on the surface, but in fact, he didn't take him seriously at all.

In the past, he had no other options, and he didn’t come to the mining area because he didn’t want to be bullied, but now, his thoughts are a little different.

"This is Mr. Lance White, the mine's ..." He suddenly paused, not knowing what words to use to identify Lance, but soon he thought of a word from the Federation that he had seen in a magazine, and said it out loud, "...Boss."

"Yes, Mr. Lance will be the new boss, owner, and supervisor of the mine. Have I made myself clear enough?"

The manager was shocked. How come the mine changed its owner without any notice?

What should he do?What about the people under him?Even though the mine belongs to the president, these people have made a lot of money from the silver mine, and they are all very rich.

Diego has no way of knowing what the actual production is every month. Isn't it just that these people report the output as it is?

For Diego, as long as the number is not too low, he can accept it.

And how did they test this bottom line?

In fact, it is very simple. Just report a relatively low number. If Diego does not ask, then this has not touched Diego's bottom line.

The mine caved in, the workers rioted, the food was faulty and caused diarrhea, and an infectious disease broke out among the miners...

They always had reasons to reduce production, and through seemingly casual attempts, they eventually found out the lowest number Diego could accept.

Then on this basis, they increase it by 20 to 30 percent, and the rest is theirs.

Diego can earn 200,000 to 300,000 federal soles here every year, and they can earn 70,000 to 80,000 or even 100,000.

If Diego sells the mine to the young man in front of him, it means that they will all lose their stable income and also lose this small kingdom that belongs to them!

There was no trace of a smile on the manager's face, and his facial muscles twitched from time to time. It was only February and the temperature here was only eleven or twelve degrees, but the sweat on the manager's head and face was quickly squeezed out of his pores and flowed down.

"Egg!"

He cursed softly, then frowned again. Just two days ago, he told President Diego about the riots in Sage City at the foot of the mountain, and the President had not yet revealed any intention of selling the silver mine to others.

What he meant was that the President did not inform him about this matter, so he felt there was something wrong.

Vargas didn't beat around the bush. "I am the owner of this silver mine. I sold it to Mr. Lance. Do I need to inform you when I sell my own things?"

When he said these words, he felt a very refreshing emotion surging up in his heart, as if he had been suppressed for a long time and was finally able to straighten his back and breathe a sigh of relief!

Very cool!The manager laughed and glanced at Lance again. "Mr. White, you may have encountered a liar."

The manager walked to the opposite side of the desk, pulled out a chair and sat down. He was now very relaxed. "Although I don't know how this guy next to you could do such a thing, I can tell you responsibly that he deceived you."

"This silver mine belongs to the LaVilla family, that is... the president's family, not the guy next to you."

"No matter how much money you paid, I can only tell you with regret that you have been cheated."

"Now you'd better catch him and force him to spit out the money...Hahaha, this is really the best joke I have ever heard!"

The laughter suddenly stopped, as if someone had grabbed his neck and stopped him from laughing.

His smile gradually faded, and his doubtful eyes moved back and forth between Vargas and Lance.

He seemed to be vaguely aware that something was not right.

"I……"

“As a businessman, I trust the government’s authorization documents more.”

The person next to him opened the briefcase, and Lance took out the mine registration document and ownership certificate inside.

“This document, signed by the Lapa government, proves that the mine belongs to Mr. Vargas and that he has all the rights.”

“This includes selling, giving away, etc.”

"I heard that you have been managing the mine all along?"

The manager couldn't help but stand up. He didn't know what his face looked like, nor did he know what emotion he should show. In short, he was shocked, terrified and angry.

How could he not know that Vargas had teamed up with this foreigner to blackmail the mine!

His expression gradually became gloomy, with a hint of ruthlessness, and his tone was threatening, "Mr. White, you'd better know what you are doing."

"Diego Lavera is the president of this country..."

Lance held up his hands. "A dumb, dark, short, fat guy. What did they say he looked like?"

Lance glanced at Vargas next to him, who quickly bent down and said, "Mr. Lance, they say he looks like a stupid penguin!"

Lance raised his chin slightly, and his attitude told the manager that what he said could not scare him.

The manager suppressed the tingling uneasiness and the surging emotions in his heart. He pursed his lips and said, "I'll go get ready..."

"No!" Lance interrupted him, "You go, call them and ask them to come over."

The manager clenched his fists. He wanted to leave. Only by leaving here could there be a chance for this matter to turn around. He was not sure whether White and Vargas would attack them.

"I…some of them are not in the office. I have to find them so I can get them to come over."

As the nominal manager, there is indeed a microphone here. I don’t need to leave here. I can speak into the microphone and everyone in the mine can hear me.

Not only is there one here, there is one in the manager's office, and there are two other separate broadcast rooms.

Because the mining area is not small and there are many people, sometimes some people are still underground.

It is impossible to find these people by phone or something, only through high-powered loudspeakers.

"You will pay for this, every one of you will die!"

He screamed hysterically, but the people in the room just looked at him.

Lance curled his lips, and shook his right index finger, which was crossed with his hands. The ruby ​​ring shone brightly. "You should think about yourself first."

"Will you die before the rest of us?"

Hiram walked up to the manager and punched him hard, causing the manager to squat on the ground holding his stomach and unable to straighten his back.

But soon, the pain in his body was relieved because something cold was pressing against his head.

At this time, Vargas had found the microphone. He turned it on and tried it out. Bang bang sounds were heard from the speakers throughout the mine.

He then handed the microphone to Lance, who took one look and turned off the switch before handing it back to Vargas, "Send it to our manager."

He raised his hand and made an explosion gesture, "Just explode like this, you can try it."

Vargas handed him the microphone, and after a brief silence and thought, the manager turned on the microphone and said, "...come to Vargas' office."

He mentioned some names, and Vargas nodded slightly, indicating to Lance that these were the mine management members he knew.

Hiram snatched the microphone from his hand and turned it off.

"I asked you to talk nicely, but you didn't. You had to be beaten and have a gun pointed at your head before you talked."

"Tell me, are you cheap?"

The manager just responded in silence, but the next second, Hiram grabbed the handle of the pistol and hit him hard on the head.

Below the grip of the pistol is the magazine well, which is made of metal. This blow was no less than hitting him on the head with a hammer.

The manager could only hold his head, bend over, and wish he could put his head in his crotch, "Bitch..."

The confidants he brought with him were already standing by the wall, their bodies trembling, their minds blank.

The only thing the manager could hope for at this time was that the captain of the mining protection team would discover the problem and then look for an opportunity to save them.

Soon after the broadcast was sent out, people gathered here. Because the supply was temporarily cut off, the mine was completely shut down.

Even though these people don’t seem to treat the miners as human beings on a daily basis, it’s because they know that these miners have concerns and they don’t want to die.

After all, we are all human beings. Who wants to die if we can live?

But if these miners are really pushed to the limit and start to riot, many people will die.

So since there is not enough food, let's just take a rest.

The captain of the mining protection team, who was the manager's only hope, did feel that something was not right, but he did not expect that this thing could be so wrong!He led more than a dozen people and walked towards Vargas' office. When passing by the Lance convoy, he took a few more glances and then looked away.

The car was strange, the people were strange, but that was all.

It was obvious that these people were not carrying any weapons, unlike him, the members of the mining protection team behind him were all carrying rifles.

Vargas' office is a stand-alone house and is not connected to any other buildings.

Several people gathered together and pushed open the office door.

(End of this chapter)