0096 Come on, be happy, there's plenty of time anyway!

These kids had some problems of their own; the Baylor Federation had child protection laws that prohibited the use of child labor under the age of fourteen, and some heavy labor, including work involving contact with hazardous materials, prohibited teenagers under the age of eighteen from doing the work in question.

  These newsboys were just twelve, thirteen, or fourteen years old, and they were basically in the illegal kind of child labor.

  The way they used to work was that the orphanage would send them to the masthead for "boarding," not adoption, but "boarding," and they would leave the orphanage when they turned sixteen or so, so they had to come into contact with society beforehand to learn some of the skills of earning a living.

  The masthead then gives some financial reward to the orphanage. Many people are aware of this kind of thing, but there is little willingness to expose these social problems.

  If they don't, the child laborers and the orphanage can still rely on each other to create a win-win situation. The children may suffer a little, but they are still laying the foundation for their future.

  But once these things are exposed, the whole illegal child labor industry will stop, the first to bear the burden will be the big welfare institutions, welfare institutions once the financial bankruptcy, a large number of elderly people and children will be left unattended to care, and eventually the local municipal government will have to clean up the mess.

  Sometimes society turns a blind eye to certain patterns not out of inaction, but because it's the best option at the time.

  But Lynch and the masthead are different, people can tolerate the masthead using child labor, but will not tolerate a "big capitalist" using child labor, probably because in the eyes of the vast majority of people, the masthead is not as good as the ordinary people, while the capitalist's life is better than the ordinary people have to deal with.

  People instinctively pity those who are weaker than themselves and hate those who are stronger than themselves. Before, they had no good way to do anything for themselves, but now they can at least claim the so-called justice in the media.

  And this raises two questions.

  The first problem was that he used child labor illegally, and he would have no problem if no one reported him, but once someone reported him for illegal child labor, he might have to face extremely troublesome lawsuits, which were not only long, but also had a terribly negative effect on society.

  There was no doubt that as he continued to expand faster and faster, more and more forces would come after him.

  Some of them came from the spontaneous behavior of private citizens, such as journalists with an overwhelming sense of justice.

  Some came from the prying eyes of his peers, and there was no one in the world who expected his peers to die more than his peers.

  Others come from various branches of the federal government, where he's already a titular person, and there will be people who want to find something wrong with him.

  The second problem is that these kids are not qualified to work, but paradoxically, realistically, they make a profit, so what should Lynch pay them?

  Sending them to the children is tantamount to sitting on the charge of illegal use of child labor, not sending them, this money can't be transferred into the hands of these children for no reason, even if the books are made very perfect, there may still be some problems.

  Because the very basis of this employment relationship is wrong and problematic, no amount of cover-up can change the nature of the thing itself.

  But adopting these children is different, he can pay taxes for the children and then send all the money to these children in the name of pocket money.

  Even if someone comes and accuses him of abusing child labor and someone comes to investigate, he won't be afraid.

He only let the fourteen-year-olds work, handing out leaflets or collecting information, which was allowed, and the younger ones could go back to school to study a little or just do some logistical work, as long as they didn't show their faces, which was no problem.

Combining many factors, he also needs a team of his own, so the adoption of these children is obviously a very cost-effective deal, three to five years later, they can become their most important arm.

  When he came out of the VIP room, Lynch looked at Wood sitting in the distance with some surprise, he still had a deep impression of Wood, this was a boy who was very lucky, the person sitting on his side of the table had raised his hand frequently in today's auction, which gave him a great advantage.

  If it weren't for the two hundred seats on the newsboys' side, which clearly outnumbered Richard and Wood, Wood would definitely have been the first place winner today, with Richard coming in second.

  He had a good impression of Wood, a young man who could take a loss (could take a certain loss), middle-aged people who could take a loss, old people a lot because they had long passed the age of blood, young people but not many.

  This was the age when they questioned authority and honored their egos, but Wood could be calm, Lynch felt that he would definitely become a character in the future as long as he didn't mess around.

  When Lynch saw him sitting by himself on the side, seemingly not wanting to get involved, he thought that maybe he was too easygoing.

  As the boss of these people, he had an obligation to make them as happy as possible when they were having fun, so he picked up the microphone and pointed at Wood before pulling out a handful of bills and waving them around.

  The sound of the wind as the bills were waved attracted many people, and he said with a smile on his face, "Whoever can make it easier for him, the money in my hand will be his!

  Those girls who do not have a male companion by their side immediately brightened, Lynch's handful of money are twenty dollars in denomination, at least there are hundreds of thousands of dollars, which may be more than the company's business commission to them, and still "extra" personal income.

  Immediately there are girls enthusiastically rushed over, Lynch smiled and sat down on the chair at the side of the stage, laughing at Wood's somewhat embarrassed, somewhat helpless, somewhat helpless to deal with these girls.

  In less than a minute, a zipper ripped his sleeve open with a snap, the girls were no longer reticent after a brief pause, and soon Lynch was laughing as he watched Wood scream for help.

  Eventually his screams faded and he was fully integrated into the environment.

  Work hard when you need to work hard, relax as much as you want when you need to relax, and make sure you have fun so you can put your full energy back into work.

  After about an hour, both the guys under Lynch and the girls sent by the agency were lying around in a heap.

  Money, alcohol and pleasure, the most stimulating of human things, were in unlimited supply here tonight, and everyone but Lynch was exhausted. (Reminds me of the orgy extravaganza in The Wolf of Wall Street).

  He had the front desk call the brokerage, and soon the brokerage showed up on the scene, and after Lynch settled the charges, the brokerage staff threw the girls on a cart like they were moving corpses and sent them to the door in sequential order.

  Brokerage companies like this are all over the Federation, what they provide is not a call service, but a performance service, and what happens during the performance has nothing to do with the company, it's all personal behavior.

  Sometimes the law of the federation is such a bullshit, on the one hand it forbids summoning, on the other hand it indulges these people to drill the loopholes of the law.

  Looking at the boys lying on the floor, Lynch got up and left the small conference room, the staff would wake them up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

  Standing outside the door, he took one last look at the scandalized boys in the room and reached out to turn off the lights, the light slowly fading through the slowly closing door.

  Finally, the room was dark!