"Today's money..."
Mr. Fux was silent for a moment as he looked at the money that Lynch had spent a lot of effort to transport back and forth two times.
To be honest, his men had been keeping an eye on Lynch, so he already knew how Lynch obtained the change. He was both curious and shocked by Lynch's brain.
What kind of person could come up with such a method to obtain coins so quickly without causing a significant impact on society?
He could follow Lynch's method and save 10% of the processing fee, but he didn't intend to do so.
Suddenly, he realized that compared to the 10% processing fee, what was truly valuable was Lynch's brain. This brain that always surprised people was his greatest asset.
"Do you want me to count them?"
Lin Qi straightened his back and stretched his body. He let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair without caring about his image. He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and took a puff. "I can wait."
Mr. Fux shook his head and ordered his men to take the coins away. The money would be sent to the Federation's tax bureau later to be counted and registered. After paying taxes, it would be deposited into the bank.
For a period of time, people like Mr. Fux didn't have a good way to solve these problems.
To put it bluntly, people in this line of work weren't elites in society.
They didn't have high academic qualifications and didn't know much about professional fields. Some of them didn't even know how to read.
Their businesses didn't need that as long as they weren't afraid of death and trouble. This led to many problems.
For the past few years, the Bailey Federation's investigation bureau and the Federation's tax bureau had been keeping an eye on these people. Apart from catching them for certain actions, they were also eyeing the money in their pockets.
They didn't have many legitimate businesses, which led to many troubles. Having money but not being able to spend it became a silent pain.
For this reason, the Bailey Federation introduced a series of laws to restrict large cash transactions. Transactions of more than 5,000 yuan had to be reported, and transactions of more than 50,000 yuan had to be investigated.
Even if a large amount of cash was deposited in the bank, the source of the funds and the possible purpose of the funds had to be informed in advance. Furthermore, a sufficient and complete tax payment certificate had to be provided to prove that there was no problem with the money.
Due to the comprehensive lockdown and the strict security of the staff in the Federal Tax Bureau who were labeled as "investigators," "agents," and even "special agents," everyone was having a hard time.
His vault was filled with cash, but he couldn't take it out. Even if he went to enjoy it once, he might be subject to targeted interrogation and investigation. Life like this was really difficult.
But now, Mr. Fox saw something special from Lynch. It wasn't just a simple coin exchange. There was something else that he had been longing for.
He came back to his senses and looked at Lynch. He shrugged and said, "I should pay you …"
"Minus the change, it's 560 yuan."
Lynch generously took off a few dollars to increase their mutual trust.
Mr. Fox smiled and pulled open the drawer. There were a lot of cash inside, and there was no lack of 50 and 100 yuan notes.
When his hand reached for the hundred-dollar bill, Lin Qi coughed softly. "I think the five-dollar and ten-dollar bills would be better. What do you think?"
Mr. Fox nodded without batting an eyelid. He counted 560 yuan and handed it to him.
100 yuan notes were rarely used in daily life. Most of the time, they were used for business settlements and large cash transactions that had been reported.
This was a society without the internet and electronic offices. There were many loopholes in the banking system that could make people go crazy.
In order to avoid some of the problems that they had already discovered, large transactions between companies would still use cash instead of phone transfers. This was especially true when it came to inter-bank transfers. There were always some problems.
If someone were to use 100 yuan notes outside, they would definitely be targeted by certain departments. Don't underestimate people's sense of justice.
Many shop owners would receive some brochures or have someone directly dictate some content to them during the process of doing some official business, such as the process of filing taxes.
For example, if someone were to use 100 yuan notes to pay, they would be told what they should do and what benefits they would get if they did so, and what disadvantages they would get if they didn't do so.
This made 100 yuan notes difficult to spend in the middle and lower classes of society. If someone had more 100 yuan notes on them, the judge would consider granting a search warrant if there wasn't enough evidence.
This was the most painful part for people like Mr. Fox. The money was in the drawer or somewhere else. Not only could they not spend it, but they might not even accept it even if they gave it to someone else.
The reason he acted like he wanted to take the 100 yuan notes was to test Lynch. If Lynch didn't say anything, their business would be limited to coin transactions.
A person who didn't know what was important, didn't know how to be careful and didn't know how to interact more. Fortunately, Lynch got through this without a hitch.
Mr. Fox placed his hands on the armrest of the chair and tilted his head slightly to look at Lynch. "This speed is too slow. Do you have a better idea?"
Lynch put the notes into his pocket without counting them. "There will be more in a few days. Soon, your treasures will be exposed to the world."
Mr. Fox didn't continue asking. He only let out a sigh of relief. "I look forward to that day!"
Lynch's city, Sabin, was one of the smaller second-tier cities in the Bailey Federation. The total population of the city was less than 800,000 people.
However, the small city could sell at least 100,000 newspapers every day. In other words, even if they were all local newspapers, it would still be 50,000 yuan in change.
In Lynch's plan, this wasn't the only source of change. There were also various retail businesses.
Nowadays, the main currency in circulation in the whole society was coins, as well as one-dollar, two-dollar, and five-dollar bills. Apart from the fact that it was impossible for two-dollar and five-dollar bills to appear in laundries, it was possible for one-dollar bills to appear.
Once his influence started to spread, he could attract all the change in the city. However, this business couldn't be done in the long run.
The tax bureau would keep an eye on him. The Investigation Bureau would also investigate if he had any secret contact with these people.
He didn't want to be like Mr. Fox, hiding in the shadows forever. He wanted to be a tycoon and a legend.
He wanted to stand under the spotlight and be admired by people. That was his life.
Everything he was doing now was to get off to a perfect start.
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