While Arman was arguing with the director of the port authority, the Wilant people standing on the deck were also paying attention to the situation on the shore.
Especially Philly.
His ship contained 200 million dinars and 8 million silver coins, so he couldn't help but care about his own fate.
Looking at Armen and the port authority staff who seemed to be arguing, Fili's wife had a sad look on her face.
"...Honey, I always feel that they don't like us very much."
"Don't like us? Haha... My dear, are you kidding me? Thanks to those sly idiots, it would be great if we could find someone in the east of Middle-earth who doesn't hate us."
At any rate, the Borneo people still loved them in the past, but because of the stupid things done by the Southern Army, their remaining licking dogs were gone.
Fili cursed in a low voice and stared at the dock in the distance, making calculations in his mind.
He did not come here to dig for gold, but to escape. Before setting off, he had considered various situations that he might encounter, including the situation he encountered now.
More than five thousand survivors...
Any settlement would inevitably feel overwhelmed by admitting so many people at once.
What's more, the "notorious" Willant people.
He even thought it was a miracle that they could reach here without any obstruction.
The head of the security guard standing by also had a somewhat uneasy expression. After hesitating for a moment, he coughed lightly and said.
"...Although this is not an opinion I should make, I think you could consider giving some gifts to local dignitaries."
"It's not as simple as you think. Can you just find someone to put a bag of gold coins into someone's hand?"
After saying this, Fili continued to stare at the situation on the dock.
In fact, compared to Arman and the port director, his eyes were more focused on the other Valant man with a neat formal suit and shiny hair.
That guy came here earlier than they did, and he seemed to be doing well in the local area. The "local friend" standing next to him also looked like he had some status.
Armen seemed to know him very well.
Feili couldn't help but think about it, he had to find an opportunity to let Arman introduce him to that capable person.
At this time, the situation on the dock took on new changes.
The local friend who came here with his compatriots suddenly intervened in the dispute between Arman and the port authority staff.
In just a few words, the originally aggressive Port Authority Director suddenly softened.
Fili's eyes suddenly lit up, and when he looked at Arman's old friend, his eyes even wanted to shine.
The head of the bodyguard next to him hadn't seen the door yet and was still speaking in a comforting tone.
"Actually, even if there is no settlement No. 1, there is still No. 2 and No. 3..."
"If you can't solve the problem you are facing and just keep running away, even if you are on the 20th or 30th, it will be useless..."
Putting down the telescope in his hand, Fili patted the head of the bodyguard on the shoulder, pulled him to the side, and pointed at the straight-dressed Wilante man on the pier in the distance.
"You go to the deck of the Salvation Nest and help me find out that person's name."
Looking at the boss with bright eyes, the bodyguard leader felt strange, but in the end he didn't ask anything.
"As commanded."
At this moment, Fili didn't know that the man he longed to make friends with had already set his sights on him.
However, Henk did not directly ask Jarman to introduce him to the rich man who came from afar.
Because that is equivalent to telling others clearly that they are eyeing the gold in his hands.
Once you have a preconceived vigilance, it will be very difficult to cooperate later.
Rather than pressing his warm face against the other person's cold butt, he would rather let the other person take the initiative to warm his butt with his face.
But to be honest, Henk was also worried, and his calm smile was all fake.
After all, the local representative he invited was not his friend at all, and they even just met today.
As for why he was able to convince the other party to come here to help him, the reason was actually very simple.
He first promised the other party that the loyal and brave Weiland people would remember Mr. Gu's favor today, and that the latter only needed to help them once and get the support of all of them in the future.
Not only that, he also proposed to the representative that there was his partner on the ship, and he and that partner planned to build a new and prosperous city out of thin air in the wilderness to receive more people fleeing the wasteland
of survivors.
Votes and political achievements, as well as the good name of defending the Constitution... Even if there are exaggerated elements, such rich rewards are enough to make the representative excited.
Helping the Weirant people may offend some paranoid Borneos, but compared to the benefits he can gain, the loss of support is nothing.
What's more, those paranoid guys themselves are the most difficult people to win over.
Their demands are the most difficult to satisfy and their expressions are the most intense. Any slightest bit of unhappiness can make them forget all the sweetness in the past and immediately turn from extreme support to extreme opposition.
There is no benefit in trying to please them, and you may even have to give up an entire forest for their few saplings that are difficult to feed.
Of course there are paranoid people like this among the Vaillant people, but they are not on these twelve ships.
Even the most cunning Weirant people in the New World have more faith, credibility and professional ethics than the Borneo people who believe in a thousand gods.
Although Henk could feel that Gu Ning did not fully believe his words of running away from the train, he finally used his sharp tongue to persuade the other party to end the wait and see and make up his mind to take a trip into this muddy water.
He believed that the rich man sitting on thousands of tons of gold must be paying attention to the situation on the dock, and would definitely notice himself "standing behind the scenes".
At that time, there is no need for him to open his mouth, the other party will naturally take the initiative to contact him.
And in this way, he can cash in on the next pie he drew with Mr. Gu!
Following Arman's footsteps, a group of people boarded the deck of the Salvation Nest.
While Representative Gu was comforting the survivors on the ship, Arman excitedly held Henk's hand.
"Thank you! I really don't know how to thank you. If it weren't for your representative friend..."
"It's okay, it's okay. We all have the same blood flowing in our veins. We should help each other when we go out. There is no need to be so polite."
When he said this, Henk looked confident and confident, not blushing at all, as if the representative really came here to help because of his own face.
Armen didn't doubt Henk. After all, he had helped him so much now, and it was not even late for him to thank him.
Now he only lamented that it was fortunate that he insisted on rescuing the person against all odds and fished the person out of the sea.
Sure enough, good people will still be rewarded.
"By the way, your friend has helped us so much, do you need us to express anything?"
Looking at Arman with a serious look on his face, Henk stopped him with a smile.
"You must not say such outlandish words. It is his job to speak for the citizens of the Alliance... You can understand him as a tribune."
Arman was stunned for a moment.
"Tribune?"
"I almost forgot that you haven't been to the New World," Henk patted his forehead. "Anyway, if you meet the soldiers in the Western Legion and say that they don't want to be cleaned up, you can ask those guys to say it for you. They remember the marshal.
Even the marshal himself doesn't remember what he said for every word he said. Although going to them may not cure the disease with medicine, it is at least more effective than praying to the marshal."
"...This is really the first time I've heard of this." Arman scratched the back of his head and said.
The Legion of the West in the New World.
In comparison, he knew the Eastern Army better than he knew there.
But having said that, he had always thought that the systems of the four major legions were copied from Triumph City and modified. At most, they only inherited a few differences, and there was not much change in essence.
However, what he didn't expect was that the compatriots in the west also added something new.
It seems that the "complete understanding" he thought he had was just his own wishful thinking.
Henk grinned, patted his shoulder and said.
"When you arrive in a new place, you have to familiarize yourself with the rules of the game... This principle applies to everyone. I can say that it has been tried and tested time and time again."
Just when Henke was feeling proud, a burly man walked over from the gangway on the other side of the deck.
He was wearing a lightweight security exoskeleton, and his powerful appearance looked like he had been battle-hardened for a long time.
Stopping next to the two of them, the man nodded respectfully and said.
"Are you Mr. Henk?"
Hunter looked at the man next to him and looked up and down. He actually had some confidence in his heart, but he still suppressed his impatience and smiled and asked questions politely.
"It's me... who are you?"
The man continued in a polite voice.
"I am the bodyguard hired by Mr. Feili. My boss wants to talk to you. When is it convenient for you?"
That guy’s name turned out to be Fili!
Henk felt excited, but he did not agree immediately. Instead, he turned his questioning eyes to Arman who was standing aside, pretending that he did not know the name.
Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Arman introduced him politely.
"Fili is a well-known jeweler in Yongye Port... Because a lot of things happened some time ago, he liquidated all the local assets and boarded my ship."
Henk had a look of surprise on his face, and then cast a sympathetic look at the bodyguard.
"Abandoning everything in Yongye Port and coming here...it must be very difficult for your boss to make such a decision."
The bodyguard hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile.
"Sorry... this is the privacy of the guests. I don't know about it. Maybe you can ask my boss in person."
"I do want to talk to him about the past, present, and future..." Henk nodded and said with a concerned look, "Then please take me there."
The bodyguard was stunned for a moment.
"now?"
Henk raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Isn't it convenient for him now?"
"That's not the case..." The bodyguard glanced hesitantly at Arman standing next to him, then looked at Henk again, and said with a slight hesitation, "But you suddenly walked away... doesn't it matter?"
"
"What's the big deal?"
Henk smiled and looked at Representative Gu who was comforting the elderly and children, and then looked at Arman who was also worried.
"Leave professional matters to professional people. It's enough for my friend to watch here. Don't worry... I've been here for so long, and I've never seen any department dare to break the law in front of the local representative meeting.
, let alone the Constitution.”
After settling in, Armenhenk immediately followed the bodyguard to another ship nearby, and soon saw the wealthy man with a huge fortune on the plywood.
When his feet stepped on the deck, Henk even heard his own beating heart.
After all, at this moment, he is stepping on 200 million dinars made of pure gold!
Even taking into account the two ships of arms that he had lost before, he had never had so much money!
However, being excited, Henk did not show his emotions on his face, and still maintained his polite smile.
But unlike him who was calm and composed, the rich man with a huge fortune excitedly extended his right hand to greet him as soon as he saw him.
"Nice to meet you! Mr. Henk! I originally wanted to pay a visit, but I didn't expect you to come in person..."
"You're too polite!" Henk laughed and replied, holding Fili's right hand.
Of course he wouldn't let this guy visit his home.
After all, even in an alliance that pursues equality, no boss would negotiate a multi-billion-dollar deal with a dockworker living in a four-person dormitory.
But so far, his "performance" has been quite successful, at least he didn't reveal his secrets in front of the financial owner in front of him.
Fili shook Henk's right hand enthusiastically, with a bright smile on his face, and started chatting with him politely.
"I heard that you are from the New World?"
Hunk said with a smile.
"Yes, I am a resident of the Western Legion, but that was all in the past... The sea breeze brought me here a long time ago."
Fili looked at him in surprise and said.
"Have you obtained Alliance citizenship?"
"Uh... not yet, but that is not an important thing. Not everyone living in the alliance has alliance status. Moreover, I have already applied for my ID card and will be issued soon."
Henk coughed slightly and gave an ambiguous explanation.
He was embarrassed to say that he was working at the dock, after all, it was not an important thing in the first place.
Fili nodded understandingly, but didn't take it to heart.
After all, in his opinion, since Mr. Henke can make friends with local "big people", he will naturally not worry about mere identity issues.
He will not be challenged because of his identity, which is undoubtedly good news for him.
Seeing that Fili still wanted to inquire about something, Henk quickly changed the topic and directed it back to Fili himself.
What interested him most was the gold on the ship, but it was inconvenient for him to take the initiative to bring it up, as that would appear to be too purposeful.
The best way is to make a proper start and let the conversation naturally turn to gold.
It would be better if Mr. Philip could take the initiative to ask for his help.
"I heard that you abandoned everything in Evernight Port...I want to know what made you make such a bold decision?"
Upon hearing these words, Feili's eyes suddenly dimmed, including the lady standing next to him, whose original bright smile was replaced by a gloomy expression.
Unexpectedly, he stepped on a thunderbolt as soon as he opened his mouth. Henk quickly added another sentence.
"Sorry, did I ask something I shouldn't have asked?"
"There's nothing you should or shouldn't ask," Fili forced a forced smile on his face and continued with a complex expression, "My two children died at the hands of those bastards... They were on the street.
Shoot, and shoot at your own people."
Good guy...
Were the Southern Army so ruthless?
Henk looked at Fili in astonishment. While he was surprised, he comforted him with a comforting tone.
"I'm sorry for reminding you of bad things... It's really appalling. I really don't know how to describe it. These degenerate guys are so shameless that they have abandoned the glory and faith of the Velant people! They actually treated their own compatriots
Open fire, this is simply a betrayal of the Wilant people, a betrayal of His Majesty the Marshal!"
Fili grinned sarcastically and said with a gloomy expression.
"Yes, I thought so too. They even tried to cover it up, so I didn't want to stay there for a moment. I sold everything I could cash out and took away all my property...even if
I accept being buried in the belly of a fish. I would rather all these gold coins sink into the sea than leave a single gold coin to those murderers! They have no faith, but I still have it anyway."
When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then looked at Henk for help.
"But my wife and I are very lucky, and Mr. Arman is also an honest and trustworthy man. Thanks to his help, my wife and I were able to bring these belongings all the way across the ocean and arrive here safely...
Speaking of which, I would like to ask you for a favor regarding this matter."
Henk had a serious expression on his face, and he was even more energetic.
"You're welcome. If you have any trouble, please tell me. Even if I can't help you, I will try my best to find a solution for you."
Fili hesitated for a while, then sighed and said.
"To be honest, the 200 million dinars on the ship are all my property, but at the same time it is also a big trouble... Even if I believe that the Alliance is a safe place, it cannot change the fact that this is a wasteland. As long as I stay in the wasteland
Accidents are inevitable on earth."
Henk nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood deeply.
"Indeed, so much cash is too eye-catching no matter where it is placed. If I were you, I would not worry about them just parked in a crowded port like this."
A sad look also appeared on Fili's face.
"That's exactly what I'm talking about... Do you have a bank you can trust?"
Hunk said with a smile.
"A trustworthy bank, the banks in the alliance are all trustworthy. The risk control here is first-class. They even bought insurance for depositors' deposits... However, you have so much cash, why don't you consider opening your own one?"
Where is the bank?”
"... Open a bank by yourself?" Fili looked at him blankly and said hesitantly, "Is this possible?"
Although the electronic settlement channel of the Adhesive Community can convert dinars into silver coins, it is only a foreign exchange trading platform. In other words, someone has to sell silver coins and exchange them for dinars before he can exchange the massive number of dinars in his hands.
Gnar throws it away.
If it were a peaceful time, it would be fine. It only takes a while to exchange dinars into silver coins. However, the problem is that the two sides are currently at war.
If he wants to sell the dinars in a short period of time, he can only sell them at a discount, and the discount must be strong enough to make the buyer feel profitable.
Seeing Fili's confused expression, Henk smiled and explained.
"There are many types of banks in the alliance. Not all banks are savings banks. There are also investment banks. As long as there are good investment targets and collateral that can guarantee the investment, it is easy to open an investment bank.
."
Feili: "Sorry, I don't quite understand..."
Henk: "To put it simply, it is to use the dinars in your hand as collateral and borrow a silver coin from the alliance's bank."
"Mortgage? Loan?" Fili was even more confused. He looked at Henk blankly and said, "But I just want to find a bank to deposit my money."
Hunk continued patiently.
"That's exactly what I'm talking about. Dear Mr. Phil, although the banks in the alliance have a wide range of businesses, with all due respect, it is difficult for any bank to deposit so much foreign currency at one time, especially dinars."
A precious metal currency with a low circulation rate and a large area.”
Feili was dumbfounded.
"Can't save?"
Hunk shook his head.
"Of course you can save it, but if it exceeds one thousand dinars, a 'counting fee' will be charged, and the money is charged as a percentage. As for the two hundred million... no one has deposited so much, and I don't know very well.
Or you could rent a vault and pay the vault's rent on a regular basis...but to be honest, I don't really recommend either approach."
Fili said dumbfounded.
"I just want to save some money, why is it so troublesome?"
Looking at Fili who was dumbfounded, Henk said with a smile.
"This is too normal. From a bank's perspective, what you deposit is not only money, but also risks. No one will go to the bank to borrow dinars in Settlement No. 1. Even if they really need dinars, they will go
Golden Gallon Harbor or Silver Moon Bay are closer to the legion’s market.”
"As for Settlement No. 1, not only can the banks here not be able to earn interest margins on your gold, they also have to worry about the gold you deposited becoming moldy, or taking it out on a whim one day... If you were the president, you would
Will you agree? Dinar is not the legal currency of the alliance, so it will be useless even if you ask anyone for help."
Looking at Fili who looked disappointed, Henk continued speaking slowly.
"Mr. Philly, I am seriously considering you. If you don't want to sell the dinars at a low price or rent a vault for them, the best way is to open a bank yourself."
Fili said with a wry smile.
"What's the difference between this and buying a vault?"
"Of course there is a difference," Henk looked at him seriously. "The biggest difference is that you don't have to sell your dinars at a discount, but instead mortgage them to the bank as collateral and lend them out at the market price.
A large sum of silver coins."
"And then pay them a large sum of loan interest?" Feili couldn't help but said, "I might as well let them earn a sum of money counting fees."
Hunk said with a smile.
"It's just four points of interest. If it is used to invest in the infrastructure of Settlement No. 1, this interest can be discounted."
Hearing this interest, Fili held his breath for a moment.
Two points of interest!
This sounds...
It seems quite attractive!
And the most important thing is that by throwing these dinars to the bank in the form of collateral, he does not have to worry about the safety of the gold.
What should be worrying is the bank that keeps them.
It's a lot like depositing money in a bank, but not exactly the same!
"It sounds interesting, but with so many loans, the annual interest is not a small amount——"
"As long as the rate of return is higher than two points, anything extra will be earned! I can't guarantee it for other places, but my friend, this is the number one settlement in the alliance, with an annual profit of more than two points.
It’s really not too easy.” Henk said with a smile, “If nothing else, I have a project with a return of three or four points. If you really can’t find anything to invest in, you can invest in my project.
.”
Feili felt alert for a moment, but thinking about the compatriot's ability in the local area, he subconsciously half-believed it.
"Your project? What project?"
A hint of concern for the country and the people appeared on Henk's face, and he cast his profound gaze on the swollen sea in the distance.
"In just one day, more than 5,000 compatriots came to this port. If this war continues, I don't know how many people will leave their homes. I can't just watch my compatriots sleeping on the street. I
We plan to build a new home for them here, a community suitable for the Velant people to live in... Of course, they also welcome other wastelanders, if they like us."
"As for the name... let's just call it Willant Street."
Fili looked at Henk in astonishment, not expecting that he had such ambition and ideals.
But think about it carefully...
Maybe this project will actually make some money.
After all, there are definitely more survivors in the wasteland who hate the Wealant people than those who like the Wealant people. On the other hand, he would prefer to live with his compatriots instead of being neighbors with the Borneos.
"But...does the Alliance allow it? A name like Willant Street."
Hearing this, Henk couldn't help laughing.
"Why do you ask such a question? Don't call it Valente Street. If you call it Triumph City Street, I bet no one will care about you."
Just when Feili's heart was beating, on the deck of the "Saving Nest", Gu Ning, who had comforted the refugees, returned to Arman's side and discussed with the owner of the "Saving Nest".
"More than 5,000 fleeing survivors came in all at once. This is not an easy thing for any settlement."
Arman said nervously.
"But you have a way...right?"
Gu Ning nodded.
"Of course there are ways, but I have to ask for your opinions. After all, this may not only affect five thousand people, but also more people in Weiland."
Arman looked at him seriously.
"Please speak!"
Instead of beating around the bush like someone else, Gu Ning spoke straightforwardly about the "Villante Street" project that he had discussed with Genke before.
"Settlement No. 1 does not have enough budget to build a separate community for you, and other representatives will definitely not allow it... After all, we only have so many resources, and many people are still sleeping in containers. If we give you more green lights,
, others will have to wait in line at the red light. Over time, people who originally sympathized with you will start to hate you because of your unrestrained queue jumping."
"I understand." Arman nodded, "We don't expect to receive preferential treatment from you, as long as you treat us equally."
Gu Ning glanced at him appreciatively.
"I'm very happy that you think so. It shows that you are not here to steal our wool, but you really intend to join our cause."
"Actually, when it comes to this, we have already found a way to solve the problem, haven't we? As long as it does not occupy the limited local public resources, I believe that most people are willing to help you, and a few opponents cannot find fault with you...
And your friend named Henk cleverly found a solution and came up with a good idea."
"Based on his proposal, I plan to draw up a proposal to draw a new urban area next to Settlement No. 1 and provide you with low-interest loans, tax incentives and other policy support, so that you can build your own new home.
.”
Arman looked at him in astonishment, the surprise on his face no less than that of Fili.
"Is this...no problem?"
Gu Ning smiled lightly and said in a gentle tone.
"It's my job to solve problems for the citizens of this union."