"You mean I'll have some problems when buying the mine?" Dulin soon realized what Mr. Federley said, but Mr. Federley took care of his face and did not speak it straightforwardly. At the same time, this was the second time he heard someone tell him that something outside was not working to get the West. It seemed that the West was indeed one and had a completely different performance from other places.

Mr. Federley nodded, "You can understand for yourself that this is of course the best thing, which is more valuable than I tell you. The biggest problem here in the West is that it is sparsely populated, but it is quite large. Last year, there were more than 3,400 deaths in the murders in the West, plus those who did not report the case and were not found, this number will increase exponentially. In other words, about ten people die here every day, and even someone dies here every hour."

"Your identity, status, and reputation elsewhere are useless here. Unless you can make people know that you are not easy to mess with and are afraid of you, what you do may not be successful!"

As Mr. Federley said, the biggest problem in the west is that the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the ecological environment here is relatively harsh. Cities are already actively promoting the expansion of agriculture and animal husbandry. The only thing that can be shown in recent times may be the increase in tobacco fields. Tobacco leaves are also considered crops. The sales of finished cigarettes in the Empire are constantly increasing. In order to welcome this rapid and continuous growth, many tobacco companies have obtained a lot of land in the west and hired locals to grow tobacco leaves. The government will also give appropriate tax refunds as rewards.

Problems such as greening and harsh climate have restricted the enthusiasm of outsiders to come here to invest. Coupled with the chaotic and dangerous public security issues, investment promotion in the western region has entered a vicious cycle.

Investors saw the corrupt public security environment and ecological environment, and hesitated and even changed their minds about investing here. Without the money in these investors' pockets as necessary funds for urban development, if the city cannot develop, the city will lack sufficient jobs and there will be no jobs. Under the pressure of life, a large number of unemployed people will begin to have an extremely bad impact on public security, becoming lawless "gold diggers". The whole west is a quagmire and not everyone can manage it well.

It has been more than 20 years since the New Party came to power and innovated. In the past 20 years, at least fourteen governors have been replaced by the three western states, but today's western region is not much different from that of more than 20 years ago.

Du Lin nodded in understanding, and he looked around, "I want to make a call..."

Mr. Federley immediately pointed to another door, "The phone is in my study, you can go and use it."

After thanking Du Lin approached Mr. Federley's study. Unlike most people's study, there are no dazzling collections of books that can hardly be contained in Mr. Federley's study. All the bookcases are exquisite raw ore, including gold, silver, gem and crystal ore, as if entering a place full of wealth.

His attention was quickly collected from the ores, and he called the temporary rented stronghold in the city, and the young man who was connecting told Dulin that Alice and the others had not returned yet, but Mr. Andorra called him and told him that if Dulin went back, he would ask Dulin to call him.

Dulin hung up the phone after giving a few instructions, and then dialed the Andorra number. After two short busy tones inside the phone receiver, he was lifted up.

“This is Andorra Mining…”

"I am Dulin, help me transfer Mr. Andorra himself, thank you!"

After waiting for a while, a sound of footsteps suddenly came to the receiver, followed by a hearty laughter that appeared from far to near. "I am Andorra, Mr. Dulin looks very busy?"

Du Lin was stunned for a moment. He frowned and turned around. He walked to the window and looked at the hole where mine cars kept pulling out the ore. It was pitch black like a monster's mouth. "Hello, Mr. Andorra, I'm very presumptuous to ask, is our agreement signed?"

After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Andorra replied: "Maybe my answer will disappoint you very much, because we only have my signature on our agreement, but no one's signature on yours."

"Why?"

Andorra laughed, "Some details still need to be discussed and discussed, yours..." Someone next to him whispered something, and Andorra continued, "That Aires has no choice but to make a decision and has not signed it for the time being. My personal opinion is that you can come here in person, we will discuss it in person and then solve it at one time. What do you think?"

"No problem, I'm out there now, I'll go back to you at noon the latest the next day." Dulin hung up the phone after saying these words, as if he forgot that the purpose of his call was to ask the people of Alice where they went.

But will he forget?

Of course not. He knew very well that the moment Andorra invited him to interview in person, it meant that the moment he said the words of Andorra, the people like Airlis were likely to fall into Andorra's hands. What he had to discuss was a big deal. Dulin could imagine that Andorra did not want to sell mines at all. All the performances he showed were an illusion. What he really wanted to do was to let Dulin go there himself.

What consequences will Dulin have when he went there personally? He was nothing more than kidnapped and ransom that was enough to satisfy Andorra and then disappeared into this Gobi Desert.

Mr. Federley's words were immediately fulfilled, which made Dulin a little manic, and he also complained about Mr. Jack. If you can do it, you can do it, you can't do it. If you can do it, you can't do it. If you make it like this, Mr. Jack also needs to bear part of the responsibility. Of course, this is not suitable for mentioning it now. After he cleans up Andorra, he will talk to Mr. Jack.

Du Lin delayed a while before leaving the study. Mr. Federley, who was smoking, heard footsteps and looked back. His keen observation immediately noticed that Du Lin was a little emotional, "What's wrong? Is the bad news?"

Dulin rubbed his cheeks and sat back again. He picked up a box of cigarettes on the table and started smoking, then nodded heavily, "My man is trapped in a mine called Andorra Mining, and the other party wants to trick me over."

"Andorah?" Mr. Federley was a little surprised. He knew Andorra. Even if the owners of the western mines had not spoken, they mostly knew each other because there was the Western mine association. The Western mine association held two cocktail parties every year, and most mine owners would be present and met without speaking. According to Mr. Federley's understanding, Andorra is relatively low-key. Apart from the rumors of his abuse of slaves, there was no other negative information.

But soon Mr. Federley took a look at Dulin. If Andorra did this, the problem would actually be Dulin - he is too rich!

Mr. Federley, who is in the west, has seen reports about Dulin in several newspapers in the west. With the rapid popularity of telephone calls, it is not very difficult to investigate and ask a well-known person for information. Dulin's industries were not counted before, and the profits of Audis alone were shocking. You should know that someone has disclosed that 55% of the current land in Audis belongs to Dulin personally.

What is this concept?

His mere reliance on these land transfer and rental fees is enough to get a huge bonus every month, and he will continue to get it.

Such a rich man came to the west like a golden ingot appeared in a thief's nest. People with strength or not will consider whether they can take the gold ingot into their hands. The only difference now is that some people are still considering it, but Andorra has already taken action.

There were few ruthless people who dared to mine in the west, including Mr. Federley. He had also had a little bit of aroused, but it was soon dispelled. Because his family lived in the south, he was already in his fifties and might not be able to give birth to another child, he gave up this idea.

He came to his senses and looked at Dulin, "What are you going to do? Do you need my help?"

"No, thank you, this is just a small thing. What makes me feel that some troublesome is that my plan for the West may need to be redone, which is the most troublesome!" Du Lin's idea was simple and crude at the beginning. He used money to leverage the entire western region. It was not that he was too confident, but that he had such strength. Compared with other areas with more developed economies and higher population density, one or two million spent a month in those places and could not even see splashes, but in the west, it was definitely not weaker than a thunder!

Large tracts of land, rare population, difficult economic model, and tough and simple folk customs can definitely make these elements mixed together and undergo qualitative changes with the cooperation of large amounts of money.

This is Du Lin’s original idea. Now he understands that money is important, but not the most important thing. The most important thing is the fist! Without the fist that makes everyone afraid, they may not be so obedient. Bad children can only become good children through fatherly education. This is the truth!

Dulin refused very firmly, and Federley didn't say much. He nodded without comment, "If there is a place that needs me, you must tell me. If I don't say anything else here, one or two hundred people can still be pulled out."
Chapter completed!