Wealth moved people's hearts.
Since ancient times, how many joys and sorrows had been caused by the issue of wealth? How much justice and evil had been hidden in it?
For some people, trampling on the bottom line of law and morality for the sake of money wouldn't even make them think about whether it was appropriate or not. They only cared about how much money they could make!
Lynch was very clear about what Mr. Vaudric said. He even understood some of the meaning behind Mr. Vaudric's words, such as … getting rid of the person who dared to stop everyone from getting rich.
This kind of thing was not uncommon, whether it was in the past, present, or future.
In terms of power, Lynch couldn't compare to those assassinated presidents. He had no power at all.
In terms of wealth and status, he couldn't compare to the important members of the board of directors of those large conglomerates.
He couldn't compare to those who often appeared on the headlines, and those capitalists dared to do something behind his back.
If it wasn't for the fact that Lin Qi had his own armed forces and the safety of his black stone, those people might not even bother to give him a warning!
After Mr. Vaudric said this, he looked at Lynch, wanting to see what kind of expression he had.
Depressed?
Disappointed?
Resentful of his own incompetence?
Nothing. He was still as calm and composed as before. From his face, one could never see the real fluctuations in his heart. This made Mr. Vaudric even more interested.
Many people found it difficult to control their pessimistic emotions when they heard very bad news. Their eyes, expressions, and body movements could all betray one's heart.
What was Lynch's heart at this time?
Had he broken down?
Or was he just holding on?
He was very curious and wanted to know.
After about ten seconds, Lynch lowered his head slightly and took a sip of coffee. He swallowed the bitter but sweet liquid and looked up at Vaudric. His Adam's apple moved. "Mr. Vaudric, do you know, I've heard of a saying …"
Mr. Vaudric nodded, indicating that he was listening, and also indicating that Lynch could continue.
"This sentence isn't long. 'If a person is not entangled by desire, no matter what he faces, he will not shrink back.'"
Mr. Vaudric frowned slightly and carefully "chewed" this sentence back and forth for a while. A moment later, he relaxed his eyebrows and nodded as if he agreed and appreciated it. "What a profound and wise phrase. You can always hear some wise words that others can't."
"Because I'm also a wise person!"
Lynch made a small joke. It wasn't so modest, but it wasn't annoying.
The two's laughter gradually stopped, and Mr. Vaudric, and then asked a question... "You have desire," Mr. Vaudric's.......
"You have desire. You want the order from the Governor of Amelia. You are burdened by desire. You shrink back."
. "Lynch naturally couldn't deny this fact." You're right, Mr. Vaudric. I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm not trying to express that I'm burdened by desire. What I'm trying to say is that the people behind you are also burdened by desire. "
"They have too many desires, so they will constantly change their positions and methods to cater to their desires. This means that as long as there are enough restrictions, they will also bow down."
"For people like us, what is it that we pursue?"
Lynch asked.
Mr. Vaudric, who was sitting next to him, didn't hesitate for too long. "Wealth. In the Federation, wealth is more influential than power."
Lynch nodded. "So as long as I make them feel pain, they will shrink back. I can take a step forward, and so can you."
Mr. Vaudric put down the coffee cup in his hand. "What do you mean?"
The smile on Lynch's face changed a little. He crossed his fingers and pressed them on his knees. "If the people behind you facilitated the 600 million order you mentioned, and there was a huge loss because of it, what would happen?"
When Lynch said this sentence, Mr. Vaudric instinctively thought it was impossible. As a successful consortium, there must be a sound legal department. They were proficient in domestic and even foreign mainstream laws.
The purchase contract signed by Soran and the company only needed to be signed before it was completed. This was something that wouldn't change. There were many people working together behind this.
At the same time, for the consortium, this was bound to be a profitable business. As long as the product was produced, it could be converted into cash. How could there be a huge loss in this case?
So he instinctively denied this possibility. It was like someone telling you what to do if a star fell and hit you. It was just a joke.
Funny words depended on who said it.
Some people didn't have enough weight. When they spoke the truth, they would be treated as a joke by others.
Some people had enough weight. Even if it was a joke, others would seriously think about whether these words were hinting at something.
He thought about it seriously for a while and didn't find any problems. He could only shake his head. "What you said … I'm not sure."
"Just think of it as a joke!"
Lynch said with a smile. But if he really said so, how could Mr. Vaudric just take it as a joke?
"Let's make a bold assumption on this joke. If what I said becomes a fact, will it help your position in the consortium?"
He continued in a similar tone of discussion. "The board of directors modified the project you approved and rejected your view. If their decision causes the consortium to suffer a huge loss, what will they do? What will you do?"
This question almost didn't give Mr. Vaudric any time to think. He said the result, "According to the rules, part of the equity in the hands of the people who promoted the project will be taken away to compensate the people who suffered losses. At the same time, they will be kicked out of the board and lose their voting rights."
For the members of these large consortiums, once they lose their voting rights on the consortium's board of directors, it will definitely be a fatal blow to them.
However, situations like this don't happen often. Unless they really cause serious damage to the consortium, they generally won't be deprived of their seats on the board of directors. The vote won't pass.
"As for me … This will prove that my decision is correct. Some of the neutral parties on the board will stand on my side for a while. At the same time, I will have the opportunity to expand the number of shares in my hands."
Speaking of this, Mr. Vaudric's cheeks were a little hot.
He actually didn't have many desires. His family was happy and harmonious. He had a daughter who had a certain ability to at least not squander his family's fortune. He also had so much money, so he didn't care much about many things.
However, when it came to the issue of the consortium's equity, he still had a little motivation. This thing was like buying insurance.
He could buy insurance for these shares and entrust it to an organization to manage. As long as the consortium didn't exist, his descendants could always enjoy the dividends brought by these shares.
If the consortium existed for generations, his descendants would be able to enjoy it for generations!
People living in this world would always have some desires. Some people wanted before they died, some wanted after they died, and some wanted everything.
In addition, with more shares, one's words would be more firm. This was very important.
At this moment, Mr. Vaudric realized that what Lynch was going to do must be related to what he said. The consortium was likely to face a heavy blow.
However, not only did he not want to tell these things to others, he wanted to see how Lynch would make a consortium that had stood tall until now face a crisis!
"It seems that we have reached an agreement on some of our demands?"
Mr. Vaudric nodded. "At least for now, we don't have any differences."
"What do you need me to do?"
Lynch said and stood up. "When necessary, support me, and then support yourself. It's that simple."
After sending off Lynch, Mr. Vaudric immediately returned to his study. The changes in his heart were actually more intense than what Lynch had seen. This was an opportunity.
Of course, he wasn't arrogant enough to think that he could control the entire consortium. This was impossible, but it was easy to increase his speaking power. He needed to prepare in advance.
Lynch didn't tell him how to achieve this impossible plan, but he believed that Lynch could do it.
If you asked why he felt this way, it was probably because every miracle Lynch had accomplished before was an endorsement for the next miracle he would perform next time!
Lynch didn't talk about meeting those behind the scenes. This was an irreconcilable contradiction. No one would feel weak without a fight.
For three or four days, it was as if nothing had happened. The whole of Bu Payne and the whole world was in peace.
On such a peaceful day, Mr. Vaudric's "Macon Consortium" held a press conference and a signing ceremony at the same time. The person who promoted this matter on the board was responsible for signing the contract in person.
In fact, this was not in line with the rules, but it didn't matter. He just wanted to firmly hold on to this credit and gain more speaking power.
As for his identity, he casually found a sales company related to the development and production of the generator set and hung the title of president.
What really attracted people was the 600 million yuan order and its influence. The consortium said that this order could provide at least 500 medium-term jobs for society. For a time, people praised the Macon Consortium and its companies as moral and conscientious capitalists.
Backstage, a staff member was putting on makeup for the board member who had made this happen. He looked at Mr. Wardrick, who was standing not far away, through the mirror and said with a faint smile, "Actually, you don't have to come."
This sentence was not wrong. Mr. Vaudric didn't personally sign the contract, so there was no need for him to come. At the same time, the purpose of this kind of talk was faintly emotional.
Being the president of a group meant that many things could be decided by the president of the company without the consent of the board of directors. This made the members of the board feel offended and not respected.
This was a good opportunity for him to take revenge and show off.
Mr. Vaudric smiled and didn't speak.
He had one hand across his chest, the other hand tucked under his armpit, and the other hand was slightly raised. His thumb pushed the wedding ring on his finger.
In the face of this faintly provocative talk, he didn't answer. He just turned around and looked elsewhere.
This made the man in front of the dressing table laugh. He felt that he had won.
But at this time, two heads of the company's legal department came in. They stood beside Mr. Vaudric and whispered, "We just checked the contract. The contract has been modified …"
As he spoke, he pointed out a few of them, including the most important one — liquidated damages.
"Because the amount involved in this contract is very large, we considered the issue of each other's rights and interests when we drafted the contract. We reduced the liquidated damages to 18% of the total order amount, which is more than 100 million yuan."
"But now it has been changed back. 150% of the liquidated damages. If we … We have to pay at least 900 million yuan in liquidated damages. That's too much!"
The head of the legal department looked around. "This contract can't be signed. The risk is too high. Of course, my evaluation is limited to the problems that may occur. If you or the other directors think that we won't breach the contract, then there's no risk."
At this time, Mr. Vaudric probably knew where Lynch's confidence came from. Liquidated damages!
Not long ago, he used the same method to squeeze the last cent out of Herbers, forcing the old man to find a place with good scenery to jump off. Now, it was their turn to be the victims.
He glanced at the director in front of the dressing table and said in a deep voice, "The chairman might come. Delay the signing of the contract a little."
He didn't wait for the director to say anything. He immediately turned around and went to the prepared VIP lounge and called for a conference call.
In less than a minute, the phones in front of people in different places rang one after another. They picked up their phones out of surprise or curiosity.
"I'm Vaudric. I just read the draft of the contract between us and the Amelia Provincial Government. I found that some of the clauses have been modified. I request to terminate this signing ceremony!"
In essence, he hoped to use Lynch's hands to beat the arrogant directors, but he didn't want Lynch to destroy the Macon consortium.
In case of an accident, they would have to pay 900 million yuan in compensation. The consortium simply couldn't come up with that kind of money!
It wasn't that they didn't have money. Their assets were more than this number, but most of these assets were all kinds of real estate or appreciation assets. These things weren't money, and they couldn't be turned into money in a short time. It would be a nightmare for the consortium, and it might even be the evening bell for the consortium's demise!
"What did you find, Mr. President?"
The voice of the speaker was very soft. It was a bit like … it wasn't easy to describe. It was like an old priest. When he spoke, it made people feel like they were bathed in sunlight.
But Vaudric knew that the owner of this voice was the real emperor of the consortium, and also the chairman of the consortium's board of directors.
"Our liquidated damages are too high. In case of an accident, we simply can't afford such compensation!"