In another room, the mayor sighed as he sat on the sofa. After taking a sip of coffee, he suddenly asked, "Are the people from Christopher here yet?"
The Christopher Group was one of the pillars of Saibin's local economy. It was also one of the more well-known light industry groups in the Bailey Federation.
The more than seventy different brands under its control covered all aspects of people's lives. Some of them had become famous trademarks, while some of them were just ordinary brands. Overall, it was by no means an ordinary small company.
There were about thirty to fifty thousand people in the entire city providing services to the industrial chain that was connected to the Christopher Group. The Christopher Group itself was an excellent company that stood on the side of the Progressive Party. Over the years, everyone had worked together very happily.
According to the usual practice, whenever there was a small meeting to share the dividends from society, the Christopher Group's representatives would show up on time and try their best to show that they played a leading role in these matters.
However, this time, the people from Christopher Group did not show up.
Another attendant beside him shook his head. "I just called Neo, but no one picked up on the other end."
The mayor nodded casually and did not say anything more.
Neo was the current CEO of Christopher Group. He was also one of the major shareholders on the board of directors. Neo, who had just passed his 45th birthday, had not even gone through half of the long and short journey of life, yet his business had already reached the peak.
He was also "good friends" with the mayor, but some problems had arisen between them a while ago.
The problem originated from the Progressive Party's "arrangement" with Henghui Group. Before Henghui Group fell, Christopher Group wanted to take over Henghui Group. However, this idea was obviously impossible.
Christopher Group was indeed one of the most important supporters of the Progressive Party. However, there were many supporters like them in the state.
After a giant fell, everyone wanted to take a bite out of it. It was obviously impossible for Neo and his people to monopolize it. Their so-called compromise, which was to swallow at least one-third of Henghui Group, was also not agreed upon.
The fall of Heng Hui had actually contributed a lot to Christopher's success. However, at this time, they had not achieved their initial goal. This made many shareholders of Christopher very unhappy.
Feeling betrayed, Neo immediately showed a different side of himself. He began to appear less frequently with the mayor and other Progressive Party politicians. There were even rumors that he wanted to switch sides and support the Conservative Party as revenge for the benefits they lost in the Heng Hui case.
Neo didn't come, nor did he send anyone. This only intensified the dispute in the meeting room outside the room.
No one would wait to give the benefits to others. They were greedy and cunning. They wanted to take advantage of Christopher's absence to swallow the benefits.
Even if they had no choice but to spit it out in the future, regardless of whether it was disgusting or not, at least they would have a taste of it.
The more they fought, the more the mayor understood the truth. In the face of these capitalists who had bared their fangs, there had to be a predator who was more ferocious than them to suppress them.
Otherwise, even if he had a lot of power, in the face of naked profits, they might not be as obedient as those notes that exuded the fragrance of ink.
The idea of raising his own vicious dog capitalist took root in the depths of the mayor's heart as soon as it appeared. If he really did have such a person, would the people outside dare to continuously question his plan in front of him?
There was no war, no assassination. As long as they felt the threat of bankruptcy, they would know how to tuck their tails between their legs and become docile dogs.
Inadvertently, Lynch's young face flashed across the mayor's mind. He didn't know why he would think of this youth at a time like this. Perhaps it had something to do with the reminder from his personal guard just now, or perhaps it was because Lynch had left a deep impression on him.
While many young people were still addicted to seeking excitement and so-called happiness, he had already begun to do things that his peers and parents could not do.
Could it be him?
Thinking of this, the mayor sighed and smiled. He drank the coffee in his cup in one gulp. He had rested enough. It was time for him to go out and face the capitalists who were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
With a calm expression and a good mood, the mayor dealt with the capitalists who couldn't help but lick their sharp teeth and prepare to tear their prey apart like wild wolves for a long time. Finally, they negotiated a result that everyone could accept.
All of Henghui Group's investments in Saibin City would be auctioned in a private way. The people who would participate in this auction would be the people who were present.
At the same time, these people would also have a ticket to participate in a bigger feast.
Sometimes, the world was so cold, cruel, and disappointing. Perhaps it had its own reasons for operating in this way, but it still disappointed most people.
Before the meeting ended, the mayor talked about the problem of the land in the city. He hinted that the city hall might have a new development plan in the next planning cycle, and this plan might involve some changes in the land price.
This was the reason why the capitalists crazily transferred their money into the political donation account through all kinds of legal means. After they had contributed their cheap loyalty and expensive wealth, they also needed something in return.
As for the mayor's motive for talking about this matter, no one knew. However, they would pay attention to it and find out the reason behind it. If necessary, they did not mind making a small fortune along the way.
In the blink of an eye, it was Friday. The changes in the upper echelons of society were not felt by the lower echelons. Other than the increasing number of unemployed people and the confusion of the lower echelons of society, there were not many changes.
Occasionally, there would be a police car whistling past. This could be a more direct change. The number of police cars that sounded their sirens were increasing, which also meant that the crime rate was quietly and rapidly increasing.
Lynch was arranging for people to decorate the stadium. The Saibin City Stadium could accommodate 8,000 people at the same time to watch indoor sports. Interestingly, the purpose of the stadium was not to watch indoor sports, but to watch football games.
Although he did not understand why a stadium that was meant to allow people to watch football games was shrunk into an indoor stadium, overall, it was still satisfactory. At least, the Saibin City Hall had proved that while they were developing the economy, they did not forget to develop the sports industry. They also cared about the health of the people.
Tomorrow, this week's second-hand goods auction would be held here.
Some temporarily hired workers were decorating the venue. Lynch looked at a group of young men.
Richard, Wood, and the others had successfully been promoted to sales managers on the streets. Each of them had some young men behind them who were anxious.
These young men were recruited from the employment center. They did not have a base salary, insurance, or guarantee. They were not even considered employees of the interstellar trading company.
In order to avoid some legal issues, these people were Lynch's "partners." Yes, they were not Lynch's employees. They were self-funded partners, so Lynch did not need to have any actual employment relationship with them.
This solved some small problems for Lynch and also avoided the problems that came with these small problems.
Of course, he would solve these problems, but not now.
Inspired by Monday's newspaper, these young men easily found suitable young men from the employment center.
Lynch told Richard and the others that a suitable salesperson must first be outgoing, enthusiastic, good at organizing words, and shameless enough.
He even heard that during Richard's interview, he would ask some young men to kneel on the ground and polish his leather shoes.
This was a shameless person, but it had to be said that among all the people, Richard was definitely the best candidate to be a sales elite in Lynch's mind. He had gradually mastered the essence of the industry!
Compared with Richard's cunning and shrewdness, Wood was like a lucky boy. He quickly gathered some people. These people looked a little dull and did not seem to be very useful, but it did not matter.
Wood was still very young. He was the same age as Richard. This was not a joke. Wood and Richard were the same age. The reality was so annoying, but it was also the reality.
Ignoring this small problem, Wood's youth gave him more opportunities to make mistakes. Even if he made a mistake this time, he could correct it in time, if he was willing to continue on the road to wealth.
The others also recruited some people. They had completed the first quota that Lynch gave them.
It was not easy to recruit these people because they needed to "buy" seats. Except for 1,100 seats out of 5,000, 3,900 seats were sold to these salespeople at the price of five yuan each.
In other words, the moment they became Lynch's partners, not only did they not have any reliable guarantee and protection, but they also paid a price of one or two hundred yuan, and a price of three or five hundred yuan.
In this era, not everyone had such courage, which was why Lynch praised the first group of young men. No matter what they did, at least they had mastered a certain degree of speaking skills. To gain the trust of these people was the most difficult, but also the most important first step.
Of course, as their boss, Lynch still had to mobilize and express his position at this time.
As soon as he stood still and was about to say something, Richard and Wood took out their notebooks. The others also took out their notebooks and notebooks one after another.
Lynch was a little bit dumbfounded. He just intended to say it casually, but now it seemed that he had to teach these young people another lesson, for the sake of the 20,000 yuan that he was about to get to sell the trading seats.
He had already thought about the content of this lesson. It was called "Promoting Customer Initiative."