983: Chapter 92: The Feast of Wolves 8 – One in a Hundred Thousand_2 983: Chapter 92: The Feast of Wolves 8 – One in a Hundred Thousand_2 Now, his next position as Family Head has been decided, but his sister has managed to obtain assets worth tens of billions, erging as a new tycoon.
Moreover, she’s now a local tycoon in San Rodolfo, tied to BEC and Temir.
A tangled ss!”
Arica’s power struggle is a prolonged and intricate affair, and in the eyes of players like Black Satan, the newly risen California Elephant Party is far too conspicuous.
How could it not be?
It’s blossoming right under his nose, in San Rodolfo.
Thinking of this, Black Satan shook his head, got up, and prepared to leave.
He needed to make preparations to preemptively handle any uncontrollable situations, in case California took a surprise turn.
“I bet Gasetti will co begging to sooner or later!”
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Arica’s democratic system is one of the greatest systems humanity has ever seen—but greatness doesn’t an goodness.
It ensures that individuals who contribute more within society’s divisions can gain more democracy.
This is a good thing; it helps maintain the stability and efficiency of the Empire.
People with property have peace of mind—that applies universally.
But simultaneously, Arica’s democratic system has a small and seemingly negligible flaw—the bar for ‘more democracy’ is set far too high.
Only those who can offer substantial support to politicians can beco mbers of the ‘more democratic’ group—a group representing approximately one in ten thousand, or even fewer.
Robert Egger is one such mber of the ‘more democratic’ class.
At a private club owned by a Democratic Party financier, Niusen t with Robert Egger, the dia king of the West Coast.
Many view Disney as simply “lawyers and Mickey Mouse,” but this is utterly wrong.
Disney is the world’s largest dia conglorate—the largest, not one of the largest.
Robert Egger was once the general manager of ABC News, a man who rose from being a regular employee at ABC to becoming Disney’s Chairman—a super corporate emperor.
Of course, his unique background was also a significant factor in his success.
As one of the public-facing representatives of the Shamite wanderers, Niusen, along with his aunt, wanted to stir things up—naturally leveraging Robert for so support.
After all, the California Clique, being influential figures in the Democratic Party, have always had close ties with these Shamite wanderers.
And Niusen himself enjoys particularly close relations with Robert—a proximity asured at the level of mutual interest and shared gains.
Niusen is deeply entrenched in California and San Francisco, while Disney has substantial assets in California and San Francisco as well.
“Are you saying you’re planning to privatize the San Rodolfo County Prison?”
Robert asked in stunned disbelief—even he was sowhat rattled by the audacity of Niusen and Nanxi.
Seriously, MAN, you’re playing on a whole new level.
That’s the largest prison in Arica!
“Yes, primarily due to budget considerations, as you’re aware, California is broke.”
Niusen’s reasoning was about as credible as nonsense; Robert dismissed it as him trying to bluff his way through.
If California’s governnt lacks funds, they can issue bonds, raise taxes, or cut non-essential expenditures—how could it have co to selling the largest prison?
Besides, even if assets do need to be sold, there are countless other options.
Land, ocean developnt rights, franchise rights—they’re all worth considering.
Why are you targeting the most difficult asset to sell?
“Niusen, co clean—who are you planning to sell that damned prison to?”
Privatization essentially ans selling, and the buyer is crucial.
Especially when Niusen has chosen to sell the most troubleso target.
“New Era, of course.
A newly established special acquisition company will handle it—that’s what I’m here to discuss with you.”
Even before Cheng Zong had committed and Temir had responded, Niusen had already started divvying up the pie.
In a certain sense, this was part of Niusen’s strategy to stack bargaining chips for himself.
It might seem like a peculiar form of ‘grassroots activism,’ but at its core, it was sinister politicians colluding with sinister capital to fight against other sinister capital.
“Are you out of your mind?
Disney has no plans to get involved in private prison projects.
Such things wouldn’t even pass the board’s approval.
We’re a dia company.
If we get too deeply involved in this, it’ll impact users’ perception of the company’s values—you should understand that, shouldn’t you?”
Robert Egger, the super corporate emperor, understood Niusen’s ntion of New Era—but he didn’t dig into the underlying exchange of interests.
The twists and turns of New Era’s transformation into a nonprofit, the institution’s ties with Republican Party financiers, and the shady dealings behind New Era’s push for San Rodolfo County Prison’s privatization—Robert was well aware of it all.
But he didn’t care, nor did he bother to overthink—everyone played their own ga, as long as no one crossed a line.
Robert’s point was clear: Niusen, I regard you as a friend, but don’t take for a fool, OK?
“Old pal, I recall you’re nearing retirent?” The Governor asked darkly.
With just one sentence—one single sentence—Niusen hit Robert’s weak spot with pinpoint accuracy.
“You’re nearly seventy—it’s ti to start thinking about the future, isn’t it?”
The Demon continued his temptations, while Robert maintained a calm and unreadable expression without responding.
The corporate emperor, at the end of the day, was still just a corporate worker.
He was tempted.
“Disney can’t engage in such acquisitions, Niusen—you know I’ve worked at this company for over forty years.
I have to stay true to my mission.”
Principles and beliefs are abstract things, but for soone like Robert, who has reached the limits of human society’s ascension, his principles and beliefs are intrinsically tied to his career.
He’s spent decades working at ABC, thirty years at ABC—he cannot make decisions that harm his colleagues.
Not even when he’s on the cusp of retirent!
The whole idea of “grabbing a bag before retirent” essentially boils down to unchecked greed or pessimism about one’s future outlook.
But having managed this corporate giant for so long, his family is deeply intertwined with Disney.
“I’m not asking you to do anything else, my friend.
I rely hope you’ll personally invest in the future privatization efforts.
And this only requires you to do a small amount of work—the most troubleso aspects will have nothing to do with you.”
Good projects don’t lack funding, and participating in them isn’t rely about having money—it’s about the resources you bring.
As for whether prison privatization is a good project?
No need to explain further—just look at Arica’s cri rate and arrest rate.
For a mont, the two n sitting by the coffee table fell into silence.
Niusen casually took a sip from his cup—only to almost spit it out.
“Fak!
What is this?”
The Governor’s face turned green; he felt as if his soul had departed his body.
At this mont, Niusen faced one of the greatest challenges of his life—greater than being tortured by Cheng Zong’s people.
“Hahaha, it’s Horse’s Silent Night.
You can drink it—forty US dollars a glass.
Consider it on .”
This is the West Coast, where not only do black brothers wear four layers of pants, but absurdly wealthy elites treat Silent Night as a wellness beverage.
“Damn it!
Bring Hawke in.
Does he even drink this cursed stuff himself?”
Niusen grumbled resentfully.
“Of course Hawke enjoys it—that’s why he’s offering it to us in his private club.”
Robert suppressed his laughter as he explained.
“Regarding the investnt—how much stake is available to ?”
Seeing Robert show interest in participating, Niusen no longer fussed over the Horse disaster.
“Fifty million.
I’m not offering too much because I’m concerned about potential complications.
You know how it is—while we’ll do everything possible to make this happen, it’s inherently complex.
Of course, every profitable project carries risks.
The assurance I can give you is that these risks won’t be yours to bear.
We’ll only proceed with funding operations when everything is sufficiently prepared.”
So truths Niusen dared not speak, nor could he.
He had already endured enough lessons—moving forward, especially in cooperation with Cheng Zong, he would exercise extre caution—never again falling into a trap!
“Fifty million?
Fine—that amount is just right.
My family trust’s allocation plan includes twenty percent for venture investnts—that portion has always been hard to allocate.
Even though it’s for high-risk investnts, I frankly find most options too risky.
So, what would you need to do?”
“ABC can start highlighting the high operating costs of Arica’s public prisons and their burden on taxpayers.
Publicity campaigns, narratives—like emphasizing that criminals don’t deserve excessive governnt spending.
This is your forte, isn’t it?”
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