America’s Big Hero

(PS: I’m not joking, I didn’t allude to Songjiang Mansion. Everyone knows that the fireworks are in Sanya, and they have been locked down for the past month, but in fact we can guarantee the supply of supplies. There is no shortage of vegetables, meat and eggs. They are all volunteers from the community It was delivered for me, and the nucleic acid was tested at home. I am very grateful to the volunteers and staff. The reason why there was yesterday’s paragraph is really a reasonable reasoning. Under the Western system, this is an inevitable result. Capital is If there is no emotion, in areas deeply affected by capital, there will be fundamental changes from culture to thought)

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These people headed by Henry are real business elites.

Just say Henry.

In 1920, the French Commander-in-Chief in Morocco, Herbert Lyautey, ordered the official establishment of the Moroccan Phosphate Mining Company OPC (Office chérifien des phosphates), and began large-scale mining.

After Morocco achieved independence, the equity of Moroccan mining companies has undergone great changes. Some of them are in the hands of the royal family, 5% are in the hands of the Central Bank of Morocco, and the rest are finally in the hands of three companies through complicated methods. The largest share is Henry The company you work for.

Henry is not the heir or owner of the company, he is a professional manager, and obtained part of the equity through complicated and professional means.

To be precise, these 12 people are all professional managers, presidents or members of the board of directors of various companies. They are proficient in all business methods and are very good at negotiating.

Even Magritte, who just sarcastically mocked Sean, wasn't really so angry that he couldn't control it.

Just like an intentional foul at the beginning of an NBA game, the purpose is to test the penalty scale of the referee on duty, and the small test before the official start of the negotiation is the same.

only……

There are always some uncertain things that will happen in this world, such a world will not be boring.

The moment Sean finished saying 'I don't like your tone', the security guard who had been standing silently in the living room as a transparent person pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed at it.

Henry watched, his face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to shout.

"boom"

"No!"

"ah!!!"

A series of voices sounded, and the security guard fired without hesitation, hitting the thigh of the provocateur.

Then Henry's cry came out, and finally the provocateur's horrified cry after looking at Zizi's bloody thigh.

It's not painful, it's scary!

The moment you are shot, the human body will secrete an anesthetic for protective purposes, and it will take a few seconds before you feel the pain.

After firing, the security guard inserted the gun back as if nothing had happened.

Henry and the others stood up in horror, but their bodies were stiff and no one dared to move.

The security guard's action of shooting was too decisive, and his expression was too indifferent, as if he had no feeling at all about shooting and killing people, like trampling an ant to death, this kind of indifference made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

Magritte, who was shot, hugged his thigh and slid directly out of the chair, stretching his thigh straight, just hugging like this, howling.

Seeing all this, Sean sighed, and said without shaking his head: "Who told you to shoot!"

"Personally, anyone who insults the boss should be punished." The security guard was expressionless, and he took everything into account in one sentence.

Personal wishes have nothing to do with the company and Sean.

Sean didn't reply, but turned his head to look at Henry, and said with a serious face: "I'm sorry, he has a mental illness, a very serious battlefield syndrome, and he can't control himself when he is stimulated."

"You can call the police now, and I believe the Moroccan police and the court will give you a fair verdict."

"As everyone knows, I am a law-abiding person, and I will never cover him up."

Henry opened his mouth wide, with disbelief written all over his face!

I have never seen such a brazen person!

Are you so law-abiding?

Call the police?

Judge?

I can fuck you!

Is there still Wang Fa?

Is there still law!

Can you do whatever you want with a mental illness?

Are you mentally ill and still stay with you?

In this case, even a fool would know that Sean ordered it, but as long as the assailant insisted that it was out of anger, he would not be able to implicate Sean anyway.

And as long as Sean is fine, then Morocco's laws are shit!

In other words, the shot was for nothing.

The only good news is that the assailant was very accurate with his marksmanship and did not intend to kill anyone.

Falk!

Henry opened his mouth wide, his fingers trembling, and he really wanted to raise his hand and give himself a hard slap, so he should stop Magritte's temptation.

Those negotiating methods can only be used in formal negotiating occasions, not now. The guy in front of them is not a person who can reason with words!

The best way to negotiate with this guy is to tell the truth!

Quickly figured out the crux of the matter, Henry breathed heavily with his mouth open, forced himself to calm down, and glanced at Magritte who was lying on the ground and screaming miserably. There was a big beach, Henry was dizzy looking at it, and quickly looked away.

Unstoppable, Henry's right thigh trembled crazily, and it hurt so badly.

"Mr. Sean." Henry bit his lower lip hard, took another deep breath and said, "Mr. Sean, please save people first, please hurry up, we believe this is an accident."

Sean smiled and looked at Henry without saying a word. Lorraine behind him raised his hand and ticked. Immediately, two people dressed as maids came up.

A maid pulled out a ribbon from her waist to tie Magritte's thigh tightly to stop the bleeding, and after that was done, the two dragged him away with one arm each.

There was no expression throughout the whole process, but he was not as indifferent as the perpetrator just now. This was a kind of relaxation, which is commonplace.

It's just that the action is too rough no matter how you look at it.

Seeing the worry on Henry's face, Lorraine said aloud: "Don't worry, they are Mr. Xiao En's personal service team, and everyone has a nurse qualification certificate and a doctor qualification certificate to ensure that Mr. Xiao En and his entourage medical safety of personnel.”

"For them, it's just a minor operation and it's not a problem at all."

"Uh... oh, ok, ok, thank you." Henry and the others seemed a little incoherent, but they relaxed in their hearts.

With Sean's status, the medical team he brought with him is of course top-notch, at least in terms of first aid.

It's just, what kind of hobby is it to dress up as a maid for the medical team! ?

In addition, this team seems to be very skilled in their movements...

Think carefully.

While talking, two more maids came over, one of them took something like a towel and spread it on the pool of blood, the blood on the blanket was quickly sucked away, obviously it is a special feature that has a strong adsorption effect on blood or liquid .

Another took a spray device and carefully sprayed the area where it was sucked.

The smell of blood in the air faded immediately, and even the blood stains on the blanket became very faint. If you don't look carefully, you can't imagine that someone was shot here just now, and the ground is soaked in blood.

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Henry and the others sat down again, most of them didn't dare to look up at Sean, they lowered their heads, covered their faces with their heads.

They are business elites who are good at business management and business negotiations, but they are not good at dealing with murderers or anything like that.

The more wealthy and successful business elites are, the more they are afraid of danger and death.

If he was a self-made rich man, he would not be so afraid at the moment.

Just like the black uncle soldiers in Africa and Wuchang's special forces, they are both soldiers... the gap is bigger than that of humans and dogs, and they are not a creature at all.

"Okay, now we can talk about the business." Sean glanced around, and finally fell on Henry, "I don't know your name yet, what can I do for you?"

"Just call me Henry." Henry took a deep breath, raised his hands and rubbed his face.

Now there is no need to maintain demeanor and calmness as usual in negotiations. This is not a fair negotiation.

"We want to talk about those mines, those factories." Henry was the only one who could suppress the fear in his heart at this time, and these words made several others look over in surprise.

There was surprise, fear, and anger in the eyes that looked over, for fear that Henry's words would offend Sean and implicate them.

They just want to get out of this place now!

Regardless of whether they are CEOs or directors, they are just professional managers, and some of them hold shares as management shares. There is no pressure to leave, and they have no worries about finding jobs with their qualifications.

There is absolutely no need to hang yourself from a tree.

They are different from Henry, whose entire net worth is on the company.

"I am a businessman, a pure businessman." Sean said with a smile: "The factory and the mine are part of this overall deal, and the Moroccan government must pay me."

Henry's eyes lit up slightly, he suppressed his fear, and tried to get his brain to work. A businessman, that is, a representative who can trade, "I, or what our company should pay to reduce losses."

"Not bad, not bad!" Sean smiled and clapped his hands: "I like the way you speak, you can see reality clearly."

"Sure enough, anyone who succeeds has their merits."

Henry squeezed out a smile, and he felt as if he had found the right way to talk to Sean.

"I don't have much contact with mining. There is only one in Canada that mines oil sands, and one in Colombia that mines coal. Although they are both mining, I know that there is a big difference."

"Yes, even the mining methods of phosphate mines in different regions are different. The mines in Morocco and Western Sahara are sandy mines with very small particles." Henry nodded.

"I have many industries under my name, and they are distributed in different industries, so I never and can't manage each of them." Sean looked at Henry and continued with a smile: "The phosphate mining industry in North Africa I’m going to decide, it’s useless when Jesus comes.”

"Of course, in my opinion, the mining of phosphate mines in Morocco, including Western Sasha, is still too rudimentary. The scale should be larger and the processing should be more refined. Although this place is not suitable for research, it will not delay the expansion of production scale. Enrich the product line."

"However, I don't like management, and I don't have time to keep an eye on how the company operates. I only look at the results. Therefore, I need a manager, a smart manager who knows how to examine the moderation and has the courage!"

"I'm very good at trusting others." Sean leaned over slightly, staring at Henry, with the corners of his mouth hanging, and said with a half-smile: "Now, I'm very optimistic about you, how about it, help me manage the related affairs here industry."

"You can let go of your hands and feet completely, take a long-term view, and be bolder. I'm never used to interfering with my subordinates."

"Currently, the people who actually manage the company for me have never been able to do anything wrong. They are all dedicated to their responsibilities, and they are absolutely satisfied with the treatment I give them."

Henry was dumbfounded when he heard that, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he shouted crazily in his heart: Don't think I can't understand that you are talking about 'living people' because English is not my mother tongue.

Henry had no doubts about whether Xiao En dared to do this.

What's interesting is that the so-called professional ethics of professional managers are actually not high. Given the opportunity, they absolutely don't mind taking a bite out of their companies.

Because this kind of behavior is in line with the professional attitude of a capital!

The shopping mall is a primitive jungle, where the strong survive and the weak die, there is absolutely no mercy.

However, even if these professional managers are found to be detrimental to the interests of the company, they will hardly be punished as they should.

No matter at home or abroad, very few of them have been brought to court. The reason is that professional managers know too much about the company's private affairs.

When it came to the court, they dared to say anything in order to reduce the sentence.

So in most cases it is a peaceful breakup.

Give a chestnut (emphasis added, I didn’t mention the starting point, don’t think about it):

A senior executive took advantage of his position to steal in private... Ahem, he made a lot of money and damaged the interests of the company and the author. Finally, the head office found out about this matter.

So, what should we do at this time?

One: Take people to court, but according to the law, even the highest penalty for piracy is very low, not a few dollars in fines, and two years of imprisonment. In fact, the profits obtained by piracy cannot be effectively measured at all, and the money is basically in foreign countries.

Therefore, the result of going to court is to accept a small fine and let it go. The panic in the company may cause a wave of resignations and cause a second blow to the company. The actual executor is actually the manager, and the manager does not embarrass the manager. .

Two: private reconciliation, then it is possible to get back part of the losses. Although some people in the company will feel weak, the real root of the company's losses is management loopholes.

Obviously, the loss caused by private settlement is smaller, and it is self-evident how the company chooses.

Professional managers are not weak when facing capital. Capital is like an emperor, and professional managers are ministers. The emperor knows that ministers are traitors and disloyal, but both parties still need to seek a tacit understanding.

So, why doesn't capital use illegal means to retaliate and give future generations a warning?

They have the money, the power, the ability to do it.

Because they are unprofessional! !

No matter how rich 'Hook' is, he is also a manufacturer of clothing, shoes and hats. It is almost impossible to do black hands. There is so much hatred and hatred. They are unprofessional. Doing it yourself will leave loopholes, and outsourcing will leave clues.

It's completely unnecessary, even the boss wouldn't do it, and it has no practical effect except to vent his anger, because if he dare not publicize, it's courting death.

But what if the company happens to be a company that specializes in 'killing people'?

Different companies have different means of corruption and different ways of solving problems. This is called corporate culture!

The legendary killer company has not retired, and the mercenary company has not retired...

Therefore, Henry absolutely believed that in the property under Sean's name, no living person would dare to engage in petty tricks and embezzle Sean's money.

Absolutely not!

Not only Henry believed it, but also the 10 people from other companies who were listening beside him believed that what happened just now had happened before their eyes, and they couldn't think of any way to restrain Sean at all.

The king of Morocco listens to Sean, but what about Moroccan laws...

Shit!

However, Henry never thought that he came to negotiate with Sean, but he never expected that Sean would hire him to manage the company.

This... the Arabian Nights!

Being stared at by Sean, although there was no murderous intent, Henry still felt cold on the soles of his feet and wanted to refuse, but he had to think about how to say this so that Sean would not suddenly turn his face and shoot him dead.

It's not good to go to a country with chaotic law and order like Africa, and there is no place to reason if you die.

Seeing Henry like this, Sean raised a finger and shook it, "Don't reject me, tell me, what's the difficulty."

"I'm a shareholder of the company." Henry pursed his lips with a forced smile.

"It's not a big problem." Xiao En said with a smile: "You have three options. First, sell the shares to me, and I will buy them at a premium of 20%. Second, keep the company's shares and resign. Third, I will buy your company and become a big shareholders or at least important shareholders.”

"You choose." Sean raised his chin.

Henry: "..."

No, this is a forced head press of a cow without drinking water!

"Our company's equity is very complicated, part of which is in the hands of Louis Dreyfus. You know, it is a fertilizer company after all, and it must be related to agricultural companies."

"It doesn't matter. I also use chemical fertilizers. I definitely want to cooperate. This is part of my plan. You have work experience in many companies, so you are a good communication partner." Sean did not give the other party any room to refuse.

"My family is in France, you know, I don't want to be separated from them."

"No one tells you to separate. The company will reimburse you for your round-trip air tickets every week. Of course, your family can also come over, and the reimbursement will be the same."

"I, the law and order in Morocco is really..."

"Don't worry." Sean waved his hand and said domineeringly: "I'll arrange two bodyguards for you, and the vehicles you travel will hang the flag of the umbrella. No one dares to touch the people in the company under my name, who dares to touch you. I don't care who he is."

After speaking, Xiao En leaned over and said solemnly: "If you say kill his whole family, kill his whole family!"

"Work for me, what else do you have to worry about your safety? I'm not a government, and I have to have scruples about what to do. No one cares about personal grievances."

"Today, if you were negotiating on my behalf, sitting in my current position, think about what it would be like." Sean's words were full of delusion: "Let me tell you this, in the African region, negotiation You don’t need any skills, you just need to reveal the name of the company, as long as it’s not that kind of excessive request and based on the concept of win-win, no one can refuse you.”

"Everywhere!"

hiss! ! !

Henry gasped.

"Let me tell you again, I have reached an agreement with ADM and Legg Mason. I will exchange part of the shares with Legg Mason. They will provide Moroccan Phosphate with the best technology to support the company's development."

"Cargill stands behind Mosaic. As for Louis Dreyfus, I will talk to them in a while. I believe they will not refuse my offer." Sean said confidently.

Now that the umbrella has stepped into the land of Africa, it must control a part of the right to speak.

At the very least, Sean has enough right to say where the food from Morocco and Xisar comes from.

I'm talking, isn't there Thompson Alves?

Henry's expression kept changing, and before he knew it, he was really moved. The key was that Sean's strength was too strong.

Several major food companies are actually very powerful in the world, especially when facing small countries such as Africa, South America and the Middle East that cannot achieve food self-sufficiency.

A little bit of manipulation can cause huge fluctuations in domestic food prices in these countries.

These small countries don’t want to hoard food to deal with the crisis. How much is produced each year and how much is consumed domestically. Several major grain companies have detailed data, and the export volume given to you is absolutely accurate to the ton!

Make sure you keep your neck stuck.

However, Henry suddenly discovered that these grain-related companies lost their advantage when facing Sean.

Of course, it's absolutely fine to leave France, and there must be scruples in countries with French military bases, but what about other countries?

Food stick?

One shot kills you!

However, if the giant ship cannon is combined with food weapons... Hiss! !

"Can you really get the shares of Louis Dreyfus?" Henry looked up at Sean with burning eyes.

"In fact, I own the stocks of 12 of your companies, which are currently held by a financial company on Wall Street, including Louis Dreyfus!" Sean's mouth curled up in a meaningful arc, "Since I have decided to do it, how can it be possible? Don’t plan ahead in the financial market.”

hiss! !

Jordan Belfort: he tui, you're right.

"Then I don't have a problem. You can talk about it." Henry let out a long breath. In his eyes, a country's overlord in the grain business is slowly taking shape.

"Me, what about us?" Someone next to him finally couldn't take it anymore and raised his head and asked, everyone came to negotiate together, what the hell, talking about your Henry surrendering and rebelling? !

Frenchman: I hate being teammates with the Frenchman the most!

A group of French cursed secretly in their hearts!

"You?" Sean squinted at the few people present.

"I am the Albert Fertilizer Company..."

"I am Kaiser Ore Selection Equipment Manufacturing Company..."

"I am……"

After Sean listened to their introduction, Lorraine handed over a document on which several companies were marked, simple information and current stock prices and other information.

Sean glanced at it, thought for a while and said: "You are an equipment manufacturer, and you only have some sales departments and inventory machinery here. I am not interested in this. I will send someone to receive it and return it to you. By the way, I have Your company has a lot of shares, so you can be my representative at the shareholders meeting, exercise my rights for me, and protect my interests, is there any problem?"

"Ah, me?" The man looked at Sean in a daze, and didn't realize it all at once. Is the company okay?

Do you have more rights?

God bless!

"Okay boss, don't worry, boss!" The man stood up abruptly, the joy on his face couldn't be concealed at all, his smile was like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Frenchman: Bah, Frenchman!