A few tens of billions in Nagariel, now there are few banks or individuals worldwide who can immediately produce such a sum!

Whether now or in the past, especially in the past, the legal currency issued by the Nagariel United Kingdom is seen by most financial practitioners as not much different from waste paper.

Those large banks, National Banks, simply don't want to waste money storing some Nagariel as regular foreign exchange reserves.

It buys nothing, achieves nothing, not even Pretton Trading Company is willing to accept Nagariel, how could anyone else accept this worthless currency?

Because people don't accept this worthless currency, it's not easy to gather a few billion Nagariel in a short time, let alone hundreds of billions.

Lynch sat across the table looking at Mr. Herbs, who was contemplating whether it's in his interest to gather so much Nagariel for Lynch and whether it would benefit him.

"I don't quite understand why you want so much cash, you simply can't use it!" Herbs felt there might be other issues involved, but couldn't figure it out for the moment.

Lending is not exchanging, in other words, after Lynch borrows this money, he will return it to Herbs, along with the interest they negotiated.

This kind of short-term to medium-short-term lending often happens in this field, there are always times when someone urgently needs some money, the best solution is to borrow from a bank.

The currency Lynch requested is quite strange, Herbs couldn't fathom what he wanted to do.

He did not answer Herbs' question, just maintained a smile, looking at him.

After a moment of eye contact, Herbs nodded ambiguously, "I will ask, but the value of those bonds is questionable." He leaned back, "Gafura has not fully opened the redemption of these bonds, only limited redemption."

"Its value cannot truly be reflected by its face value, I believe its real value is only sixty percent or less."

After discussing something he didn't quite understand, Mr. Herbs habitually started to bargain.

Whether it's stones or gold, there's a way to bargain, if there's fluctuation, talk about instability, if price is stable, discuss long-term price changes, if everything is very smooth, discuss legality and international policies.

Even a piece of gold, these people can make it cheaper than its real price, let alone inherently controversial war bonds.

Financial people worldwide know about Gafura's previous attitude of reneging, even if they lost a naval battle to the Federation, their desire to redeem these bonds is not very strong.

Gafura's Royal Bank issued a new announcement of "continuous" redemption, under the condition that it does not affect the economic development of Gafura, they will annually redeem a batch of bonds until all redemption is completed.

This process might take three to five years, but it could last longer, for example, if they consider their finances not good, they might reduce each redemption quantity, possibly taking over a decade to gradually complete redemption.

Ten years ago, people could buy a whole chicken with one currency, but today, it can only buy a chicken leg, now bonds valued at one billion Federation Sol might only be worth two or three hundred million in a decade.

Thus its uncertainty and instability become the best and most impeccable choice for bargaining.

Lynch looked at Herbs, he was very charismatic and poised, after all, he's a prince of a nation, even if it's a small one.

He didn't discuss friendship, morality, or industry rules with Lynch, decisively bargaining to strive for greater benefits.

Of course, Lynch wouldn't discuss friendship either; he rubbed his fingers, "We can sign a wager agreement."

"Wager on what?" Herbs picked up his pipe again, he shouldn't smoke consecutively, but he couldn't resist.

During conversations with Lynch, he always couldn't control his emotions and thoughts, being led by Lynch, he needed something to distract himself, to stabilize.

Sounds funny, relying on distraction to stabilize one's thoughts, but this trick works well.

"Wager on whether those bonds can be redeemed."

Herbs pulled out matches, lit them to kindle the tobacco in the pipe, he flicked the match to extinguish the flame, "How to wager?"

He took a puff, thick smoke spouted from his mouth, behind the smoke, Herbs lost a bit of gentlemanly elegance, gaining some terrifying ferocity.

"I will borrow this amount of cash for about three to four months, when our agreement ends, if Gafura gives further announcements regarding these bonds, like fully opening redemption, allowing free exchange, and fully redeeming according to the conditions when the bonds were issued."

Lynch reached out to gather the extra cash on the table, "Then when completing this lending agreement, I won't pay you any interest."

Borrowing a few billion Nagariel for months without interest?

This is absolutely unacceptable, and this money isn't entirely his, he's considering borrowing some more from other sources to complete the sum for Lynch.

Whether others stand with him, or they lend money to Herbs, and then Herbs lends it to Lynch, Herbs must earn some interest to justify to others, but he didn't interrupt Lynch right away, any wager agreement has two sides.

One possibility is in Lynch's favor, like what he just said, and another possibility benefits Herbs, like what Lynch is about to say.

He slightly lifted his chin, crossed his legs, holding the pipe flat on his leg.

Lynch chuckled, continuing, "If before our agreement is completed, Gafura does not issue such a statement, then the bonds will be considered my payment of interest..."

He placed those paper currencies back on the table, and took out a fifty-cent Federation Sol coin from his pocket, pressing it down on the money.

"A hundred percent or even more return rate, Mr. Herbs, what do you think?"

Mr. Herbs nodded almost without hesitation, "Very fair, Mr. Lynch, enormous risk and enormous benefit are aligned, and from this agreement you orally described, I benefit more."

He frowned slightly but soon relaxed, "However, this agreement is quite substantial, I need to discuss with my team, and I can't determine how much cash I can ultimately provide you, I hope to have a few days."

Mr. Herbs didn't know Lynch arranged a big business for him here, so he didn't bring his team, he only considered this trip as a tourism—considering Lynch's purpose is likely just to borrow some money, after all, United Development Company expanded too rapidly, not every shareholder can match the company's growth pace.

Large consortiums develop fast, individual forces like Lynch or small forces develop slowly, in an unbalanced disproportionate situation, it's likely to cause internal strife within United Development Company.

But as long as his financial strength keeps up with the mainstream forces' development pace, even if slightly off, it's not a big issue.

Regarding the rest, Mr. Herbs brought his favorite hunting rifle; he heard the natural ecology here is well-maintained, maybe he could hunt while staying cool.

But unexpectedly, upon meeting, Lynch presented a great temptation, at least bonds worth tens of millions Federation Sol, if Lynch loses the bet, these will all become his "spoils."

This is much bigger than a few percent interest and much more worthwhile; he's quite tempted.

Even if he loses, the consequences he bears aren't severe, merely that the money doesn't generate interest, no direct losses.

He's not sure if there are other traps, like Lynch fleeing with this worthless paper worth billions, it would be much quicker than slowly making money.

Meanwhile, he needs time to gather this portion of funds, waiting for those people to take a boat from elsewhere, he can't decide now.

"Naturally, that's a reasonable request, but Mr. Herbs, our time is limited." Lynch stood up, extended his hand, likewise the other, "I can only give you five days, if you can't respond in five days, I will seek other partners, like local people, although I don't favor them!"

The two shook hands, "I'll be quick!" Mr. Herbs said, picking up the Civilization Staff, turning to leave, now unwilling to wait even a moment longer, he must immediately notify his team and friends to gather here, discuss whether this business can be done.

Standing on the second floor, Lynch watched Herbs' carriage depart, shortly after, he refocused his gaze from the distance back to Al's recruitment side.

The recruitment standards have been announced, many young and middle-aged started lining up for preliminary screening.

Two locals in dirty long coats first check the applicants' oral cavity, inspecting their teeth and oral condition, treating them somewhat like cattle.

The oral condition and teeth in a sense reflect a person's physical condition, then they check limbs, trunk, including underarms.

These people like livestock undergo a rough inspection before receiving a form.

Two days later, they can bring this form to attend a more detailed physical exam, mainly to avoid some workers possibly having contagious diseases, after passing this, they can start work.

Watching those workers eagerly wanting to create value for Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin felt gratified.

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