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The Wealth Code

If you could live your life over again, what would it be? Or like this time, to be an ordinary person, Or take the world as the stage, stir up the world, let the whole world dance around you, let people's hearts beat faster because of your every word and action? Write your own laws, set the rules I said, life is just a few decades, either light up yourself, or burn the world! In a strange universe, a world completely different from what we know,in a unique class, a professor who has been awarded many international academic honors, with his humble, awe and respect, wrote a name on the blackboard - Lynch!"

Lifeiyu2001 · Fantasy
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178 Chs

0095 Carnival

The moment Lynch mentioned that the bidding seats could be purchased for a price, Richard started to say something and was stopped by a single glance from Lynch before he could even open his mouth.

  That was another part of Lynch's income in this plan, to make money, to make a lot of money, how could that be possible without taking a tiny bit of risk?

  There was no love in this world without a reason, and it was even more unlikely that there would be a saint like Lynch who would take all the risks himself and leave all the benefits to others, and from the very beginning one of his goals was these seats.

  Even Richard and these people, their free seats will be gradually canceled in the future, want to make money, is it possible to pay nothing at all?

  Working in a factory is less risky, but also earns less, the risk and return are definitely proportional, the higher the risk, the higher the return, of course, sometimes the definition of risk is not as simple as the increase or decrease of wealth.

  This time, the children won the first place in sales commission, but Lynch also deliberately wanted to show it to others.

  The only person in the room who probably understood why the kids won first place in sales was because they had more seats.

  So seats represented potential, and the more seats, the greater the potential, which was a simple process of quantitative change.

  One out of ten people is willing to buy something, then ten out of a hundred people, twenty out of two hundred people, it is true that the purchasing power of twenty people is not necessarily higher than that of ten people, but it is not necessarily lower than that of ten people either.

  After some people had calmed down, they might start to consider the issue of risk and thus the possibility of backing out, but Lynch gave them some hope - as long as they got the top three, if they didn't get 10,000, Lynch would make up the full 10,000 for them!

  This gave these people some other ideas in their heads, even if their share didn't exceed ten thousand dollars, as long as it was higher than the others, Lynch would make up that part of the income when the time came.

  In other words, they had paid nine thousand dollars for the auction, and as long as they were able to get into the top three, they would still have a thousand dollars in profit!

  It was a very simple calculation that anyone could do, yes, anyone!

  That was one of Lynch's goals, there were fourteen cities in the whole state, some bigger, some smaller, la la average, even if there were three thousand seats in one city, there were forty-two thousand in fourteen cities.

  Forty-two thousand seats at five dollars a seat, that's about two hundred thousand dollars a week for Lynch, and that's just the cost of the seats.

  It was unlikely that these businessmen would be at the mercy of God, as long as someone threw in the towel, Lynch's income would have a huge increase, he would set up some flashy and high-priced goods in each episode of the Mobile Auction.

  These items were for those businessmen with crooked ideas, special props for them to hit the top three in the region.

  With a weekly seat fee of two hundred thousand dollars, that was eight hundred thousand dollars a month, and with the actual income and dividends outside the income line, these people were able to provide him with at least a million dollars or more in income every month!

  Was that all he had planned?

  No, far from it!

  After asking a question, Lynch gave them a moment to think about it, then smiled and invited everyone to join him in a celebration.

  With the exception of two people who had lost their free seats and left the place, everyone else, including Vera and two of her accountants, joined Lynch and went to a rather nice hotel in Sabine.

  All kinds of sumptuous and exquisite food was placed on the table one after another, Lynch had actually greeted the people at the hotel one step ahead of time, and this dinner was convened in the form of a kind of cold dinner party.

They even opened up a small conference room especially for Lynch, and also gave away three songs for free - the hotel had a special band, and after three songs they would have to charge for it, and Lynch didn't want to skimp on the money, he just wanted to let these people feel what it meant to be intoxicated by paper!

Long tables on both sides of the room were covered with food of all colors, the band was playing on the stage, a little-known local mezzo-soprano sang soothing songs in an intoxicating voice, and Lynch had booked the services of an agent.

  Just as everyone was enjoying themselves and thinking that was all there was to it, Lynch showed them something they didn't normally see.

  Coolly dressed models suddenly appeared on stage, and the mezzo-soprano singer left with a smile, replaced by a much younger girl singing popular songs.

  Lynch walked onto the stage, his arms around the two coolly dressed girls, two bottles of champagne in his hands, and the moment he stood in front of the microphone, he raised them in his hands and let the drinks pour over the girls' heads and bodies.

  The girls, except for a little shock at first, reacted quickly and even started to turn their bodies and dance amidst the pouring of the liquor, and the atmosphere in the conference room immediately became hot.

  Immediately after that, behind him on both sides, there were suddenly fans rotating, the staff continuously threw piles of banknotes into the blower, the banknotes whirled and flew everywhere, everyone held their breath at that moment!

  "Ladies and gentlemen, the party has begun!"

  Food, alcohol, wealth, hormones, everyone was immersed!

  After an extremely short moment of silence, everyone started to go crazy!

  ...

  Lynch broke away from the girls, this was the first time he had demonstrated to everyone how to get laid after making money, and since money came so easily anyway, these people would soon learn.

  You can't expect a person who scrupulously abides by social morality to be your accomplice in grabbing wealth, but these people can, and they will gradually lose themselves in money and become Lynch's money-making tool people.

  It took less than ten minutes for the young models sent by these agencies to teach these young people how to enjoy themselves.

  Lynch escorted two girls out, one was Vera and the other was the girl who had followed Vera, "Sorry for not telling you guys about this ...".

  He apologized for his behavior, after all the already crazy people inside seemed a little less elegant, Vera blushed and said it was okay, and the girl showed that it was understandable.

  There was also something special in the girl's eyes towards Lynch, she had thought this was a normal job, but from the signs so far it clearly didn't seem to be.

  Lynch then took the two of them to the hotel restaurant for a nice dinner before he arranged for a vehicle to take them back, he would have to clean up the mess later.

  Just as Vera got into the car and the vehicle started to drive away, she suddenly asked Lynch a question, "Is this how big companies ... celebrate?" Her face was a little red, but also a little angry.

  Lynch nodded his head a little, "They ... will only get crazier," he said, whispering something in Vera s ear, the latter covered her face and shrank her head back, the two of them stared at each other for a few moments, Lynch said goodbye once again, and the car quickly disappeared into the traffic.

  When Lynch returned to the small conference room, the whole room was filled with a strange smell, some people were grunting as if they were in great pain, but not very much, some of the girls' clothes had flown somewhere, and they were just kneeling on the floor, picking up the bills on the floor bit by bit, not caring that they didn't look very elegant.

  The only thing that looked a little out of place were the kids, who were still eating, and some of them were putting food in their pockets.

  When they found Lynch coming, they were all shocked, a few children in the hands of the plate of steak did not know what to do, Lynch smiled, waved to them and brought them back to the lounge ..., no, to the VIP room.

  The lounge was already occupied when he opened it, so he took the kids and moved them to the VIP room.

  In the VIP lounge, he looked at the children and nodded and also asked a question, "Were you sent by your parents or did you come from an orphanage?"

  "Some of them were sent by their parents, but there are more from the orphanage ...," replied the leader, the oldest child.

  It was still a minority of children who were actually sent by their parents to be child laborers, except for stepmothers and stepfathers and families who couldn't survive, people normally wouldn't do that, in the hands of the Masthead these children came mainly from the large orphanages.

  Lynch nodded again, "If I apply to be your guardian, would you be willing?"

He said as he sat back and crossed his legs, "You don't have to call me father or dad, I'm just your boss, this will be able to save you all the money that needs to be transferred to the orphanage, and also give you more autonomy, what do you think?"

  The older boy was a little touched, he didn't agree right away, but he replied carefully, "We'll have to go back and discuss it with everyone.

  Lynch nodded his head again and again, "That's fine, in addition, let the waiter at the door pack the food for you, even if you are not afraid of dirtying the food, you must be careful not to dirty your bag ..."