"It looks like he's a little angry about his business being destroyed."

Looking at the leaving Fausal, Yorkemeiu couldn't help but laugh.

"This is the Federation, not Spain, let alone his colony of Guama Island."

Speaking of this, Benjamin Lambert couldn't help but straighten his chest, and his tone was mixed with an emotion called pride.

Neither Benjamin Lambert nor York Lemieux actually liked Fausal.

It's not just because the other party is closer to Cornwall and has interests.

More importantly, the other party is not a federal person.

He did not have any industry in the Federation, but also relied on the low-cost sugar industry to constantly impact the federal market.

As a result, most of the sugar mills in the Federation were closed, adding to the unemployment rate everywhere.

And a more important point.

That was the colonial war, which had only recently ended.

This war told everyone in the Union one thing.

That is, in the military power of the sea, the former maritime hegemon has now been completely crushed by the Federation.

A brilliant victory ended with an adversary requesting an armistice and ceding many colonies to the Union.

So a Hispanic who has no roots and industry in the Federation.

Who cares about his threat?

"Matthew, I already have eyebrows on the things you asked me to inquire about before." Yoclemieux said towards Chen Xu.

Chen Xu had not yet spoken, and Benjamin Lambert next to him immediately noticed, and he shook the wine glass in his hand with a smile: "Sorry, I'll leave for a while first, there are some personal matters." "

And Yoclemieux and Chen Xu were also very understanding and understood.

Handing the wine glass in his hand to the waiter on the side, Yoclemieu came to Chen Xu to the direction on the left side of the garden.

There stood a middle-aged man of about fifty years old, who was very decent and calm compared to other guests attending the banquet.

The middle-aged man in front of him revealed some restraint and anxiety.

At the same time, there was no one around him, who looked out of place compared to the other guests.

"Mr. West, the owner of an excellent garment factory, this is Mr. Matthew Calland'." Yorklemie introduced with a smile on his face.

"Yes, I've heard of you, the birth of the second-hand trading market is a great thing." With a flattering smile on his face, West bent down humbly and held one of Chen Xu's hands with both hands to show his respect.

He was extremely humble, because he knew very well how far apart he was from the person in front of him.

What's more, his life is not good now.

A small businessman like him now faces a very awkward situation.

That is, the goods cannot be sold.

Because of the economic crisis in Tsarist Russia, the Federation was also partially affected.

In the face of the rigid need for food, people must consume it.

At the same time, there are some spiritual entertainment needs, which are also necessities in life.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation, the latter three of which are difficult to have substitutes, no matter what, they must be consumed.

But the clothes are different.

For most ordinary people, as long as the clothes can still be worn, they can still keep warm.

Even if it is old, a few more patches on it, in fact, it does not matter much.

Especially for the people at the bottom.

And for West, the downturn of the economy, this is simply a disaster.

"This is not the place to talk about things, I think maybe we can take a moment and sit down and have a good talk." Chen Xu took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Sorry, I'm sorry for my rude behavior." West lowered his head, took the business card handed to him by Chen Xu with both hands, and then carefully put it in the pocket inside his clothes.

Then he asked cautiously and in a tone of some expectation: "May I ask Mr. Matthew, when are you free?" "

"At noon on Wednesday, I'll let you know." Chen Xu thought for a while, and then said to the other party.

"Yes, Mr. Matthew." West breathed a long sigh of relief, and even his face settled down a lot.

After the other party left, Yoclemieu, who was standing on the side, said to Chen Xu with some thought: "The goods in the inventory of these small factory owners will be our subsequent source of goods?" "

At the moment when Chen Xu spoke, and after thinking about the difficulty he had in inquiring about West.

He was keenly aware of some of Chen Xu's intentions. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

That is, the new clothes produced in these financially difficult factories are put on the second-hand market and sold.

In fact, as far as he knows, there are already many factories that cannot support themselves are doing this.

Although selling brand new goods as second-hand and selling them cheaply will cause a lot of losses.

Compared with reaching the loan deadline, let the bank take everything away and force bankruptcy liquidation.

This result is acceptable.

This is also one of the reasons why Chen Xu does the second-hand trading market, relying only on the second-hand goods provided by ordinary people, for St. Denis, and even the state of Lemorn and the entire west.

In fact, it is a state of short supply, and there will not be so many suitable goods.

But in the inventory of factories that are difficult to live and may even close down at any time, those goods will become a source of high-quality second-hand goods.

At least during the economic downturn, his second-hand trading company will definitely not be short of goods.

"Part of our goal." Chen Xu took a glass of juice from the waiter and took a sip.

He prefers drinks such as fruit juice to alcoholic beverages.

It's not that he likes these sweet drinks, it's just that he dislikes alcohol even more, because it makes his reaction sluggish.

So unless it is some special social occasion and communication, he will not touch alcohol.

"But what if someone is not willing to cooperate, not everyone is the same as West, I have also been in contact with a (maud) some, they have a certain amount of capital to resist risks, so..."

"Then let them lose their ability to withstand risks." Chen Xu smiled and spread his hands.

"Bank loans, related subsidy policies, and workers who are in arrears of wages, these factories will have more or less problems, especially the behavior of arrears of workers' wages."

"And a factory, or a company, seems to provide many jobs, but can't even pay the workers, so why keep such a factory?"

"I'm sure Mr. Mayor will be happy to do the same, and their bankruptcy can bring us more goods, and at the same time provide more salaried jobs."

"So why not bankrupt those stubborn guys?"

Listening to Chen Xu's words, Yorkemie, who was standing there, opened his mouth, and could not slow down for a while.

Because it makes so much sense!.