Blackstone Code Chapter 95: Carnival

The moment Lynch threw out the auction seat for money, Richard wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Lynch's look before he could open his mouth.

This is also another part of Lynch's income in this plan. If he wants to make money, he wants to make a lot of money, how can he not take the slightest risk?

There is no love for no reason in this world, let alone a saint like Lynch who took all the risks and left the benefits to others. One of his goals from the beginning was to be in these seats.

Even for people like Richard, their free seats will be gradually cancelled in the future. Is it possible to make money without paying at all?

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

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

Probably only Richard here understands why the kids are number one in sales, because they have more seats.

Seats represent potential. The more seats there are, the greater the potential. This is a simple quantitative process.

If one out of ten people is willing to buy something, then there are ten out of a hundred people, and twenty out of two hundred people. The spending power of twenty people is not necessarily higher than that of ten people, but it is not necessarily the case. Just under ten people.

When some people calm down, they may start to think about the risk and they may retreat, but Lynch gave them some hope - as long as they get the top three and the share of less than 10,000, Lin Qi fills up 10,000 for them!

This made these people have some other ideas in their hearts. Even if their share cannot exceed 10,000 yuan, as long as it is higher than others, Lynch will make up for this part of the income.

In other words, they paid a cost of 9,000 yuan for the auction. As long as they can become the top three, then they will still have a profit of 1,000 yuan!

This is a very simple account, everyone will calculate, yes, everyone!

This is one of Lynch's goals. There are 14 cities in the whole state, some are bigger and some are smaller. On average, even if a city has 3,000 seats, 14 cities have Forty-two thousand.

With 42,000 seats and five dollars per seat, Lynch's weekly income is about 200,000 yuan, and this is just the cost of the seats.

These salesmen are unlikely to be resigned to fate. As long as someone is tossing, Lynch's income will have a huge increase. He will set up some flashy and high-priced goods in each issue.

These products are prepared for these salespeople who use their brains, and they are special props for them to hit the top three in the region.

The weekly seat fee of 200,000 yuan is 800,000 yuan a month, plus the actual income and dividends outside the income line, these people can provide him with at least one million income every month!

Is this all he planned?

No, far from it!

After throwing a question, Lynch gave them a moment to think, then smiled and invited everyone to celebrate together.

Except for the two who lost their free seats and left, the others, including Vera and her two accountants, went with Lynch to a pretty nice hotel in Sabine.

A variety of sumptuous and exquisite foods were placed on the table one after another. In fact, Lynch had already greeted the people in the hotel one step ahead of time. This dinner was held in the form of a cold dinner party.

They even opened a small conference hall for Lynch, and gave three songs for free - the hotel has a special band, and after three songs, you will be charged, and Lynch will not be stingy with the money, He just wants to make these people feel what it means to be a drunkard!

The long tables on both sides were covered with various kinds of food, the band played on the stage, a locally famous mezzo-soprano singer sang soothing songs with an intoxicating voice, and Lynch was still there. A brokerage firm topped the service.

Just when everyone was enjoying it and thinking it was all, Lynch showed them what they normally couldn't see.

Cool-clad models suddenly appeared, and the mezzo-soprano smiled and left, putting on a younger girl singing popular songs.

Lynch walked onto the stage, he put his arms around two girls dressed in cool clothes, holding two bottles of champagne in his hand, when he stood in front of the microphone, he raised the champagne in his hand and poured the wine on the girls On the top of the head, on the body.

Apart from being a little frightened at the beginning, they quickly reacted, and even started to twist their bodies and dance while the drinks were being poured, and the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became hot.

Immediately afterwards, a fan suddenly turned on both sides behind him, and the staff kept throwing stacks of banknotes into the fan. !

"Ladies and gentlemen, the party is on!"

Food, alcohol, wealth, hormones, everyone is in it!

After a very brief stillness, everyone starts to go crazy!

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Lynch struggled from the girls. This is the first time he has shown everyone how to waste money after making money. Anyway, money is so easy, and these people will soon learn this.

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

In less than ten minutes, the young models sent by the agency taught these young people how to enjoy.

Lynch escorted two girls out, one was Vera and the other was the girl who followed Vera, "Sorry, I didn't inform you all in advance..."

He apologized for his behavior. After all, the crazy people inside were indeed a little unsightly. Vila blushed and said it didn't matter, and the girl also expressed an understandable attitude.

The girl looked at Lynch in a special way. She thought it was an ordinary job, but apparently it wasn't from the current signs.

Afterwards, Lynch took the two of them to the hotel restaurant for a sumptuous dinner, and then arranged for a vehicle to take them back. He would have to clean up the mess after a while.

Just when Vila got in the car and was about to leave, she suddenly asked Lynch a question, "Does big companies... also celebrate like this?" Her face was a little blushing, but Some anger.

Lynch nodded, "They will only get crazier..." As he said something in Vila's ear, the latter covered her face and retracted her head. The two looked at each other for a moment. Lynch said goodbye again, and the car quickly disappeared into the traffic.

When Lynch returned to the small conference room, the whole room was filled with strange smells, some people seemed to be very painful, but not very painful, and some girls' clothes didn't know what to fly They just knelt on the ground and picked up the banknotes on the ground little by little~IndoMTL.com~ They didn't care about their appearance at all.

The only thing that is a little out of place here are the kids, who are still eating, and there are people who put some food in their bags.

When they found Lynch coming, they were all terrified. Several children had plates with steaks in their hands and didn't know what to do. Lynch smiled, beckoned to them, and put them away. I took it to the lounge... no, in the VIP room.

When he opened the lounge, there were already people in it, so he took the kids to the VIP room.

In the VIP room, he looked at the children, nodded, and asked a question, "Are you sent by your parents, or from an orphanage?"

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

Few people actually send their children to work as child labor by their parents. Except for stepparents and families who cannot survive, most people do not do this. In the hands of the masthead, these children mainly come from major welfare institutions.

Lynch nodded again, "Would you be willing if I applied to be your guardian?"

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

The older child was a little moved. He did not agree immediately, but cautiously replied, "We have to go back and discuss with everyone."

Lynch nodded again and again, "Yes, let the waiter at the door pack the food for you. Even if you are not afraid of soiling the food, be careful that your bags will be soiled..."