Every penny in the pockets of capitalists was filled with sin.
This sentence did not necessarily apply only to capitalists.
In this room, there were capitalists and people related to capitalists.
For the people of the Federation, the Joint Development Company helped the Nagaleans get rid of the decadent feudal rule and improved the lives of the Nagaleans, allowing everyone to live as equally as possible.
But for the Nagaleans, especially the middle and upper class of Nagaleans, the people of the Federation were demons.
The same thing happened in Marillo, and in many other places …
In front of factories that closed down due to the dumping of goods by the Federation, the bankrupt factory owners squatted on the ground and looked back helplessly at the sealed factories.
They only had endless hatred and even hatred for the capitalists of the Federation and the goods from the Federation.
They did not think about the people of the Federation. They did not think about how many jobs a factory provided to society, how many families were lifted out of poverty, how many people could eat, how many people could fill their stomachs …
They did not think about these. In their hearts, the people of the Federation and the things of the Federation were evil!
In this room, the feet of every successful person were covered with bones.
This was not the "ruthlessness unique to the big shots", this was just what Lynch saw.
The world itself was so ruthless. Nature was like this.
"Mr. Lynch …" Someone suddenly leaned over. Lynch looked at him. It was a very young man, probably a few years older than him?
Or maybe in his thirties.
The method of telling one's age from one's face was only suitable for the lower class of society. Those gentlemen and ladies of the upper class had plenty of ways to make themselves look younger.
In recent years, there was also a very terrible beauty treatment in society. It was said that the cause came from a medical research.
The goal of the medical research was that amniotic fluid provided some necessary elements for the growth of the fetus. It was possible that some people were behind it and the effect of amniotic fluid was exaggerated.
In the beginning, people only used amniotic fluid from sheep to make various health products. But now, some places have started to use human amniotic fluid. Abortion was illegal, so this business was also illegal.
Business was illegal, but the goods were not.
It was hard to say whether it was useful or not. Some people who had used it said that it was effective, while others said that the effect was not that obvious.
Therefore, the young man in front of him should be about the same age as Lynch, but who knew if his real age was older than he looked?
Lynch reached out his hand and shook hands with this person of the same age. "Hello … Sorry, I don't think I know you."
"My name is Jason …", a common name. Lynch didn't say anything just because he had a common name. He just kept looking at him.
He knew that some people had strange mental illnesses.
They … really wanted to show that they were very low-key, but at the same time, they were deliberately telling others that they were extraordinary.
It was just like how they would wear clothes that cost dozens of yuan to work, but they would wear watches that cost tens of thousands of yuan and drive expensive cars.
The most interesting thing was that these people really hoped that someone would look down on them, and then show some of their advantages to give the other party a fierce counterattack.
These people were all sick.
The young man in front of him was probably such a person. Lynch could feel it because he first introduced himself and then paused for a while.
Usually, in such a social situation, people who weren't very famous, such as senators or people who were known by almost everyone, wouldn't just introduce themselves by name.
Even if they only introduced themselves by name, they would quickly add their job or other things that could represent them.
This young man didn't. He seemed to be waiting for others to give him a low evaluation.
Lynch's calmness made the young man smile happily. "I forgot to say, my name is Jason Duncan. Mr. Geruno is my uncle."
Lynch seemed a little surprised, but not too surprised. This made the young man feel that Lynch's reaction was just right.
"Is Mr. Geruno doing well? I haven't seen him for a while."
It was a very common social introduction. Starting with a person that everyone knew, he slowly introduced himself to the social content.
Jason nodded. "My uncle is very healthy. He always has endless energy. He often talks about you and thinks that you're the best in our generation."
Flattery always made people feel happy. Lynch smiled and glanced at Austin beside him. "I'm a little ashamed to say that …"
After expressing some modesty, Lynch asked, "Did you buy a house here too?"
Jason nodded. "Yes, I bought two houses. I like this location very much. It has a lot of room for appreciation."
Jason paused for a moment. "Mr. Lynch, I heard that your work in Marillo is going well, isn't it?"
Lynch nodded. Jason took out a business card and handed it over. "I think we can cooperate in some areas. Maybe we can sit down and talk when we're free?"
Lynch wasn't sure what kind of business he could discuss with this family. He didn't even know this Jason.
However, he still took the business card. "Of course, no problem. I'll arrange it."
"Then I'll take my leave!"
Jason smiled and nodded at the two of them. "Have a nice evening, Mr. Lynch and this lady."
After watching Jason leave, Lynch seemed to be reminding Austin, "Did you know that the biggest slave trader in the Federation is the Duncan Family?"
"But as far as I know, most of the members in the Congress are on the Duncan Family's side. Even if the rest of them don't like the Duncan Family that much, they won't stand against them so obviously."
"They must have something to do with Horn. If you don't overthrow this family, it's useless no matter how much you investigate."
Lynch looked at Austin curiously. "Did you offend your boss? Or did your boss offend someone? Is that why they assigned you such a task?"
Austin was a little confused. "The Duncan Family … I've never heard of them. Are they famous?"
Lynch was silent for a moment. "You'd better not have heard of them …"
Horn chatted with everyone about the future of the Bliss Island. He even seemed to be joking. The Bliss Island had formed a very interesting small organization called the Bliss Society.
Every member of the Bliss Island was the owner of the Bliss Island. Regardless of whether the number of members of the Bliss Society was increased or decreased in the future, they had to abide by one rule.
That was, they had to own property on the island. Otherwise, no matter how much money they were given, they would not be allowed to join.
This place was like a small kingdom. All the owners were nobles, and the others were residents or "lowlifes" who worked here.
This argument was very much in line with the understanding of the upper class of the Federation. After all, everyone admitted that the development of the Federation's civilization came from Guevra. This was a fact that did not need to be debated.
The Guevra Empire was a monarchical country, with royalty, nobles, and a strict social hierarchy.
These upper class people in the Federation shouted the slogan "Break down the hierarchy, equality and freedom" while yearning for a life like Guevra.
This was also why the Agincourt Family could maintain a certain status in the Federation. It was because they were "nobles".
"Speaking of which … We have two nobles here today!"
As Horn spoke, he pointed to this issue.
Lynch immediately realized that he was going to become the focus of attention, even if it was only temporarily.
"The first one is Mr. Agincourt's second son …"
Following Horn's voice, people followed his gaze and looked at the young man standing in the crowd. He should be Anna's brother.
He looked to be in his thirties, and was a very proper gentleman.
He smiled and welcomed the curious, kind, and other gazes, and greeted them back.
The Agincourt Family indeed had a high status in the upper class of the Federation.
"The second gentleman is the first person in history to become a Guevra nobleman as a member of the Federation, Mr. Lynch!"
When Horn introduced Lynch, he added a few more descriptions. This was a show of flattery.
Lynch's influence, personal wealth, and methods were all better than the young man from the Agincourt Family.
Others didn't know much about Lynch, but how could an opportunist like Horn not know enough about his "clients"?
There would always be people who would say that someone was lucky, but sometimes it wasn't a matter of luck.
Horn, for example, was only a small businessman before, not even a capitalist, but he had the ambition and desire to become a big capitalist.
That was why he had found such an opportunity. Now, he was trying to expand his gains.
He wanted to turn these ninety or so business owners into his "allies". The Bliss Society was born!
They would become a whole, and Horn could, to a certain extent, borrow or use these people's businesses and connections to fulfill his desire for success.
Therefore, Horn was a very smart and capable person. He knew what to do at the right time.
Lynch controlled the Federation's largest private military force, and he was the "first generation". As long as he decided on something, no one would object.
If they didn't pay attention to such a person, who else could they pay attention to?
As Horn called out the names, people looked at Lynch again. Lynch also nodded reservedly, responding to people's gazes.
Austin's expression was a bit stiff. She wasn't used to this kind of scene. As a bodyguard, she didn't think there was anything wrong with standing on the side and watching.
But now that she was standing there, she suddenly felt like she had become a clown!
A clown in wealth, status, and influence!
She shouldn't be standing here. She should be standing by the wall, wearing a stab-proof suit, quietly watching everything happen, not here!