"How is the situation over there?" Mr. Carnegie said to the other end of the phone with a big smile.

Opposite the cell phone, the middle-aged fat man, a family representative in the construction industry, laughed: "General Mike's suggestion is great. At first, I didn't understand why General Mike asked us to give 200,000 tickets to the poor people as a benefit.

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"I thought it was because of that ridiculous same blood thing again."

"Now I understand General Mike's foresight!"

"The 200 million poor people who couldn't afford it, instead of causing any riots, actually worked hard for no money in order to get the 200,000 tickets!"

"More than 100 million people have already signed up to work, and the rest are probably queuing up to sign up."

"Not only does it cost no money, but everyone is so motivated that they think they can get the two hundred thousand tickets... Haha, after all, who wants to die?"

"The cost of these 200,000 tickets is only 2 billion. But the reward is that it not only appeases the remaining 200 million poor people and prevents riots, but also gives them hope and allows them to work hard... This area

The value here is far more than 200,000 tickets!"

Mr. Carnegie also laughed and said: "Yes, General Mike, he is really a greedier vampire than us! We wrongly blamed him before!"

The middle-aged fat man smiled and said: "Okay, come early for the celebration dinner at noon tomorrow. I will open a bottle of red wine from my collection. Let's thank General Mike."

After saying that, the two hung up the phone.

Under disaster.

There are people who unite as one.

Some people wantonly make money.

Some people don't care.

Some people are struggling to survive.

Someone is preparing a celebration dinner instead.
Chapter completed!