Lynch's "territory" was huge. Sometimes, when a person or a company wanted to grow, the first thing they had to do was to let others feel their determination.
If you didn't have the determination to make yourself bigger and stronger, why would others help you?
This was a kind of "special behavior" that didn't appear in many books. There weren't many descriptions of this behavior and its effects, but it really existed.
If Lynch had told the mayor that he only wanted to be a millionaire, he wouldn't have considered expanding the secondhand market to the whole state, he wouldn't have talked about how much burden it would reduce for society, he wouldn't have talked about his willingness to take on the responsibility of the club and revitalize Saibin's sportsmanship, and he wouldn't have talked about how many jobs he could create …
If he had only wanted to earn some commission fees from the secondhand market, he might not even have had the chance to have lunch with the mayor. The mayor and the Transport Association wouldn't have sold the club's shares to him for only one yuan.
He had set up an idea, which could be said to be drawing a pie in the sky. He had shown others the determination and possibility to realize these dreams. At the same time, he could solve some problems for others. In that case, everyone gave him a chance, or even a lot of chances.
We all know the value of courage, and we also know the tragedy of running head first into a stone wall with courage.
We all know the meaning of kindness, kindness, humility, city … all the qualities, including courage, and we all aspire to have these noble qualities.
However, thinking was always thinking. Under normal circumstances, no one would really run and crash into a stone wall. However, when someone proposed this idea and tried to run, those who had the same idea but couldn't realize it didn't mind helping the other party.
If they succeeded, all the people who bet on them were winners. They proved that flesh and blood could break a hard stone.
If they failed, they would only show appropriate sadness to the bloody dead in front of the stone wall, summarize their mistakes, and wait for the next person to come.
In fact, this kind of person was very common. People liked to use the word "speculator" to describe these people.
In a way, Lynch could also be considered an opportunist, but it was not comprehensive. This word could never describe the spirit and determination of a true opportunist.
"These trucks will be parked here during this period of time. Someone will come and take care of them later. You don't have to worry."
Standing at the entrance of the club, Lynch looked at the parked trucks and Cook's men in the parking lot of the club and instructed.
Kane nodded submissively and asked expectantly, "What about me? What should I do?"
Lynch's words had also made his blood boil. Like the others, he also thought that in order to cut off some rotten meat, Lynch had to sacrifice these "righteous" people, and then find a way to recruit them in a "fair" way.
This was just Lynch's excuse, but Kane and the others really believed it. This was the reason why a stupid person would have a lot of friends.
Lynch took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Kane. "This was given to me by the people from the League Games. They said that there is a very professional sports team at this address. Contact them and see if you can invite them over."
The League Games was also very clear about the situation in Saibin. After a few years of neglect, these people still wanted to get back on their feet and achieve good results. This could only happen in novels and movies.
In reality, if an athlete's condition was not maintained well, it would be difficult for them to practice again if they slipped from their peak condition.
It was the same for coaches. They had not participated in tactical discussions for several years, nor did they compete with other teams. They were not clear about the current mainstream tactical thinking and coping methods. They could not keep up with the pace of the times.
Therefore, the League Games was very considerate to give Lynch a business card with a very professional coaching team on it. Because the head coach was a bit bad-tempered, they were temporarily idle at home.
Was this the League Games' help to Lynch?
Not exactly. Who knew who this coach was, but it did not matter. If he was a capable person, Lynch would not mind. A capable person was a bit strange.
However, if he was not a capable person, he and the people behind him would understand the consequences of tricking Lynch.
After Kane got the business card, he immediately left. Now that the club had undergone great changes, he wanted to rebuild the club as soon as possible. Only then could he feel at ease.
Lynch and Cook talked about the repairs and the need for more truck drivers. After that, they left. He still had a signing meeting with the Saibin United Association of the Disabled in the afternoon.
He would hire the disabled people registered with the United Association of the Disabled to work for him. This time, there were a total of ten disabled people. Lynch only needed to provide them with the minimum salary to deal with it.
He only needed to pay them 70% of their salary. The remaining 30% would be distributed by various care funds on behalf of Lynch. This was also a measure to encourage companies to hire these disabled people.
Of course, Mr. Lynch was a kind philanthropist. He would give them a little more to show his kindness, kindness, and integrity.
These disabled employees actually couldn't bring Lynch too much of a tax cut, but their influence in society and their role in themselves were very scary.
There had never been a large company that relied on hiring these disabled people to evade taxes. If they had hired tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of disabled people, they might not have needed to evade taxes, because they would have been dragged down by these people.
The reason why Lynch did this was because of his sense of responsibility to society. He had to take on more social responsibilities. Secondly, this special group of disabled people had a great influence in society. They could easily make the impetuous society quiet down and listen to their voices. They could also quickly think for them from their standpoint. This was a very scary and magical ability.
Even the Conservative Party President of the Federation had to sit in a chair and listen patiently to the president of the United Association of the Disabled in the Byler Federation before giving an affirmative answer.
Political correctness?
No, this was what the people wanted.
The president of the United Association of the Disabled in Saibin was a very kind lady. She looked to be in her fifties. Her hair was already a little white with a perm.
She was not wearing very luxurious clothes, and there were no decorations on her body. However, she took good care of herself and gave people a feeling of grace and generosity.
When she saw Lynch, she kept smiling. When she smiled, there were no more wrinkles on her face except for crow's feet.
"Thank you for your support to our cause, and thank you for your kindness and kindness!"
Under the witness of the reporters and other staff members, the president of the branch praised Lynch kindly.
Lynch, on the other hand, was very humble and calm. He slightly changed his hairstyle to make himself look younger. He was a cunning bastard, and he knew how to deal with old women.
"This is what I should do, madam," he said.
He took the initiative to hold the president's hand and did not let go immediately. He said with assurance, "If the whole society does not care about these special groups and remains indifferent, this society is sick.
I don't know what others will do, but I will do my best to help these people when I can.
Maybe the help I give them won't change everyone's lives, but I believe that the help I give them will warm their hearts and make them believe that there is still beauty in this society. "
The president of the branch nodded. "You are right. As long as there is hope, there will be a future …"
The two of them signed in front of the reporters. Maybe there were not many reporters present, and the news might not appear on the front page, but it would definitely appear in an eye-catching place. That was enough.
On the other side, Joe Griman was humming a little tune as he packed up his things. He took his briefcase and left the office, locking the door.
Not long ago, he had issued a loan to Lynch. The collateral was those trucks, so it was normal for them to be slightly overpriced. The valuation of second-hand cars was always a mysterious operation. Sometimes, it was normal for the valuation to be a little higher, as long as it was lower than new cars.
Lin Qi had been operating nonstop during this period of time. He had just revealed that he could handle the sale of the land under the club, and people had already begun to contact him. He vaguely saw that there was a force behind all this that was pushing this matter.
The bank workers had a deeper understanding of the current economic situation than others. At this juncture when the real tycoons were beginning to cash in, it was not a very smart choice for someone to buy a piece of land with two million or more. It was even a little stupid.
There must be an irresistible force behind this matter for a smart person who could take out two million or more at any time to do a stupid thing!
And this was one of the reasons why Joe Griman dared to operate for Lynch. If something really happened, he would be the least problematic one. All his actions were in line with the standard working procedures of the bank. At most, there would be a little problem in the valuation, and the people above would not pursue these small problems.
Without terrible consequences, and with strong support, Joe Griman knew what to do.
He drove back to his residence, parked the car, and looked through the mailbox. An envelope without a postmark was lying quietly inside.
He took it out and glanced at it. He raised his eyebrows. It was a gratifying thank you letter. This was why he liked Lynch, a sensible young man.