Blackstone Code Chapter 3: It’s not your fault
A few minutes later, Mr. Fox's assistant delivered two newspapers, one from four months ago and one from this week.
Financial companies like Mr. Fox are actually very concerned about the financial trends of the whole country and even the international community. They deal with money every day, and they know very well what these represent.
In addition, they are also very concerned about some social changes, such as employment rate, unemployment rate and social security issues.
If unemployment continues to rise, they will have to lower interest rates and reduce large borrowings to reduce risk, which will also make their businesses more attractive.
When the country's economy is clearly improving, they will increase some interest rates and at the same time encourage people to borrow more because people can afford it.
Every day, Mr. Fox's aides read a large number of newspapers to analyze some of the next situation in the country, and then decide whether to close certain businesses early, or pretend to forget about it.
This is definitely not a very simple and straightforward business. Those people do not do much, and it is difficult to do it for a long time. Only people like Mr. Fox can run such a business for a long time.
That's why he paid a lot of money to hire a college student to help him, and he saw it as a career, not a way to make quick money.
After Lynch opened the newspaper, he read it for a while. For about ten minutes, Mr. Fox never bothered him. He even had coffee and cigarettes brought to him.
He had a vague expectation in his heart that this ordinary man named Lynch would definitely give him a surprise.
This is not a guesswork for no reason, it is what he observed.
It is impossible for an ordinary person like Lynch to remain calm when invited, and it is even more impossible to meet his own eyes when he reveals his murderous intentions.
He wasn't an ordinary kid—for Mr. Fox's age, Lynch was indeed just a kid, he was only twenty.
After ten minutes, Lynch drew some lines with the pen in his hand, and then placed the two newspapers in front of Mr. Fox at the same time, "I've drawn horizontal lines under the content that you need to read, so that You can see them more intuitively."
Mr. Fox and his assistant both read it carefully. After reading it back and forth several times, they didn't have the slightest clue. It was all information about real estate agents, and they didn't find anything at all.
Mr. Fox was a little puzzled, "I don't know what these represent, do they have any special meaning?"
Lynch is not irritable at all, he is very patient, after all, in the face of a good customer and the money in his pocket, anyone who needs money can be patient.
He walked to Mr. Fox's side. His subordinates wanted to stop him, but he was stopped by Mr. Fox, which also means that Lynch gained the trust of Mr. Fox for a short time.
If he can do what he has said before, the trust will last a long time.
"This newspaper provides rental information for two street-facing apartments, of which the rent for this house is..." Lynch pointed to the place he had drawn, and did not continue.
Mr. Fox subconsciously replied, "One hundred and thirty-five dollars."
Lynch nodded in affirmation, "Yes, one hundred and thirty-five dollars, let's ignore other things first, and then see how much the house next to it is..."
Mr. Fox cooperated very cooperatively and moved his gaze to the lined information in another newspaper, and continued to say very cooperatively, "One hundred and seventy-two dollars!"
"These two apartments are on both sides of the road, and the straight-line distance is not more than 100 meters. From these price changes, Mr. Fox, what did you find?"
After pondering for a while, Mr. Fox has begun to think seriously and said, "The monthly rent has increased by 37 yuan!"
In Lynch's mature and successful cases in the past, he always believed that allowing these participants to participate in the case at a deeper level can save a lot of time and avoid some problems that people may not have thought of themselves.
They convince themselves and believe that their conclusions are correct, especially on math problems.
Before clearly stating that the answers to some math problems are wrong, everyone who answers the question firmly believes that their answers are right and that others are wrong.
Mr. Fox completed the intensive engagement process through a simple "mathematical formula", and this feeling caused him to begin to be surrounded by a false illusion, a false sense of security of his own making.
He wouldn't think Lynch was a liar, because these were not what Lynch told him, but the conclusions he had come to through his own clever thinking, and he believed in his own conclusions.
"The increase in rent means that it takes more money to buy these houses, four months..." Lynch said after a pause, "No, it's actually increasing every day, raise a little, you It may not be found, but it does change, you admit, Mr. Fox."
Mr. Fox nodded, "So what does this have to do with our previous business?"
"Certainly, Mr. Fox, the house is there, it doesn't change over time, say, a few more bricks, or a few less tiles."
"What did it look like when it was built, what does it look like now, it hasn't changed, it's constant, but the price has changed, what does that mean?"
Without waiting for Mr. Fox to think, Lynch gave the answer, because the answer could not be imagined by Mr. Fox's head.
What he does is guide people to the corners they need them to find at the right time, not encourage them to think outside the box!
"If the value of a thing has not changed, but it has changed in the process of 'payment', it can only be said that the value of the thing used for marking has changed."
"In other words, over the past four months, the currency in our hands...", Lynch did not know when to pull a coin out of his pocket, stuck in the knuckles of his thumb and forefinger between.
He flicked lightly, and the slightly hidden but audible metal tremor attracted people's attention. Mr. Fox, his assistant and the bodyguard next to him, their eyes fell on this flying on coins.
Lynch said confidently, "It has been depreciating, and it has depreciated about 22 to 25 percent in four months, Mr. Fox."
Mr. Fox's attention was recovered from the immobile five-cent coin on the newspaper. He began to seriously think about Lynch's words and looked at the assistant beside him.
The assistant is a little embarrassed. He didn't major in finance~IndoMTL.com~ He just studied management. If it wasn't for Mr. Fox's higher salary, and if it wasn't for Mr. Fox's father, he wouldn't be here .
He felt that Lynch's words were not quite right, but he felt that there was no obvious error or omission. During this process, Lynch also used gold as an example for the second round, and put "devaluation" and "currency" as the same The concept of "kind of goods" was instilled in the people in the room.
He didn't lie, because these were all true, and his examples were fine, and even related to the fact that ten years ago people could buy a newspaper for five cents, and now it takes fifty cents.
Newspaper or newspaper, whether it is ink or paper, the production process and process have not changed much. It is not that newspapers have become expensive, but that money has depreciated.
Mr. Fox, who gradually understood, suddenly felt a little terrified. He changed his sitting position and said bravely, "But our interest is very high, and some are compounded!"
He wanted to use this method to give himself some sense of security, but these fragile sense of security were destroyed in Lynch's laughter after a few seconds.
"I know, Mr. Fox, the problem is that the currency we devalue is not the ones you can take out and put in front of people, but all your assets!"
"All your assets are depreciating at a rate of 5% every month, and this is also a kind of 'compound interest', if you can't send all your money to the IRS as soon as possible to complete the final paperwork ..."
Lynch returned to the chair across the table and sat down. He shrugged and spread his hands. "The wealth you are proud of now may not even count as a fart in a few years!" /
"Do you still care about that trivial ten percent now?"