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Макс Глебов – Fire Density (страница 7)

18

“I was just trying to talk you out of the idea of becoming a professional military officer,” my mother said quietly, “and I was ready to go anywhere for it. I was afraid of losing you.”

“And now I’m afraid of losing you. I can’t work in peace knowing that you’re in danger.”

Mother smiled sadly.

“When are we going?”

I have carefully read a document that was the product of a collaboration between Leo Rabinovich, Jeff and Professor Stein. The title of the document began with the words „Cost plan”. Tha’d be okay, a beautiful document, Rabinovich turned out to be a master at these things, but the amount in the line ‘Total’ has put my hair on end in all places. 820,000,000 rubles. I could only imagine this sum in the abstract.

The worst part was that even with the most biased approach, I found a way to cut costs by only ten percent, and only by postponing some of the bills when they had a chance to be compensated by the expected revenue from the company’s activities.

There’s no money, but you hold on! Some of the ancient politicians on Earth said this immortal phrase. My memory has not retained his last name, apparently for the utter uselessness of this individual.

“Gentlemen,” I looked up to my comrades, “this is a wonderful plan. But only 30,000,000 rubles are available. We won’t even be able to pay advances to the equipment suppliers, I say nothing about everything else.”

“You can try leasing equipment,” Rabinovich suggested. “This would increase the total by about 10 per cent, but would cut investment by half at the start. But a lot depends on the business reputation of the firm and its owners. How’s that working out for you, Igor?”

“I’m afraid that won’t do. Although, probably the President’s signed license recommendation could help?”

“It’s hard to say. You have to try. Although the document certainly inspires respect. But it’ll still need a business plan with a forecast of the company’s financial flows, a production schedule, justification of the sources of lease payments, and a bunch of mandatory sections up to the background and experience of company executives.”

“Even if we can pull this off, we still need to get somewhere almost 400 million more,” I voiced my doubts.

“Well, either you have to attract an outside investor, and he, if he gives us the money, is bound to want to be a part owner of the company, or you have to go to the bank for a loan which is about as complex as leasing.”

“No, let’s try to do without co-owners. This can lead to management problems. All I need is a conflict between shareholders. Prepare the documents, Leo. Tomorrow we’ll try our luck at the Federal War Bank. The defense industry enterprises receive credits from this bank, so our subject matter should be close enough, and they have their own leasing company.”

“Good afternoon, gentlemen. My name is Ilya. I’m the manager of our bank’s new clients. How can I help you?” greeted us from the screen of my tablet a short and very thin young man, apparently a small clerk, the main task of whom was to meet first-time clients. It was some kind of filter that was needed to keep nonentities from bothering serious people.

“Good afternoon,” answered for us Rabinovich and presented us all. “We represent the Lavroff Weapons Company: development and manufacture of weapons and military equipment.

“I’ve never heard of your company before. How long have you been in this market?”

“Our company has just received a state license for this activity.”

“And what services do you need from our bank?”

“Equipment leasing and working capital replenishment credit. Also your bank account, of course.”

“Well, please send me your package of documents.”

For ten minutes, the clerk looked at the files he had been given. We waited patiently.

“What can I say, gentlemen,” has he finally said,“your company is new, has not yet started and has no experience of successful work in the chosen field. That is a negative, and a very significant one. Your own funds account for only four percent of the loan and lease amounts requested. That’s not good either. The sources of repayment of credit and lease payments cannot be considered reliable. If you’d already had contracts with the Ministry of Defense already, it would have been different, after all, you may not win the contest. Those are the downsides. Now, the upsides. You have a very serious license, which means the government thinks your company is well-off and capable of conducting your chosen activities. Besides, you have positive results of combat tests of some of your models, these documents are not standard actually, but this is something. And one last plus: your company has a distinguished scientist and a team of qualified engineers and researchers. All together, the picture is quite contradictory. I’m afraid we won’t be able to provide you with the amounts you’ve asked for.”

“Are there any additional factors that could affect the bank’s decision?” – I entered into the negotiations.

“Of course. For example, the presence of strong guarantors or a quality collateral whose value exceeds the amount of credit requested.”

“Will copyright be a good collateral?”

“This depends on the case and, above all, the amount of royalties in recent months. What do you have to offer?”

“The patent on the treatment of asteroid fever. I’ve sent you the file.”

The manager examined the document for a while and then gave a thoughtful speech:

“Not a bad asset. Of course, it requires a professional appraisal, but I think it’s worth around 200 million. That’s if it’s as a whole. Your share in it is twenty percent… Well, you can get 30 million with this collateral. But as you can see, it doesn’t change the situation. Is there anything else?”

“The shares of our company. Given the license, do they have any value as collateral?”

“Unfortunately, it’s an illiquid asset. Your shares are not listed on the exchange, so I don’t think the bank will be interested in them.”

“Tell us, Ilya,” Rabinovich has decided to lay down our last trump card,“Have you carefully read the documents relating to our license?”

“Well, I looked at them. They all fit the bill.”

“Please note who has signed the license recommendation.”

The manager found the document and went into the reading. This time, he looked up to us almost immediately.

“It’s very unusual, gentlemen,” he spoke with doubt in his voice,“from the point of view of the regulations approved by the bank’s board of directors, the identity of the signatory is not a significant factor. But your case is clearly out of line. I’m going to have to submit your application to the director of our branch. He will contact you shortly.”

The director of the capital branch of the Federal Military Bank was also unable to make a decision on his own. He contacted us and said that he had given our documents to the board of directors for consideration. They held us for three days, after which we received a categorical rejection from the bank. Not only were we not given the requested amount, we were denied service at all. The head of the branch who told us the news sounded confused and surprised. Either he was a great actor, or he didn’t truly understand what had happened. And a new anxious bell rang in my head, and an evil little worm pounded his hammers with a double force.

Five other big banks have failed us, too. Two of them categorically refused to deal with us. The others were ready to open accounts for us, and one of them even promised to consider a loan application for 10 million, and the manager assured us that we had every chance of getting approval from the bank management. But it certainly couldn’t solve our problem.

Everything became clear on the third day. I was contacted by a confused and clearly upset Rabinovich.

“Igor, I have some bad news for you,” he stated directly, “I was approached by people from Global Weapon Industries. They made it clear to me that they wanted to negotiate with the owners of the Lavroff Weapons Company about selling the firm. I’m very interested in working with you, but I want to warn you right now, if you decide not to sell, I will be forced to terminate our business relationship. My business is going to be ruined by such ill-wishers. These are very serious people, and I wouldn’t want them to be my opponents.”

“Thank you for your candor, Leo,” I responded thoughtfully, trying to shape my behavior in new circumstances, “I will not refuse to negotiate. Let’s see what these gentlemen have to offer me. Are you still ready to participate at this stage?”

“Until a decision is made to refuse, yes.”

“Then arrange a meeting for us, please.”

Representatives of one of the world’s largest arms manufacturers refused to come to our office. They chose not to invite us to their office either. We met in a neutral area, in the negotiating room of one of the most expensive business centers in the capital.

“So, gentlemen,” I took the initiative after our mutual introduction, “You have a proposition for me. I’m listening to you very carefully.”

“Igor Yakovlevich,” started quietly the Hispanic Enrique Cruz, the first negotiator of the arms corporation,“we are pleased to meet you. Such a young officer, and already a knight of the Gold Star and the Iron Cross. You’re a great military man, and obviously that’s where you come in.”