Lin Qi had come to the warehouse to deal with the items in the warehouse. That wasn't all. Mr. Fox's other warehouses were also filled with all sorts of items. Sometimes, there wasn't just one item in a mortgage agreement, but many of them.
He walked in front, and Mr. Fox and his son followed, one in front, the other two behind.
"I'm aware of your troubles. I can solve them …" Zhang Zian slowed down his pace so that Mr. Fox was walking beside him. "You can entrust me with the sales of these items. I have a company that can deal with your items …" Zhang Zian drew a line in the air. "All of them!"
Mr. Fox's expression froze. He thought that Lynch would have other ways to deal with them, such as selling them to someone else. He didn't expect Lynch to do it himself. This made Mr. Fox sober up a little from the myth of his growing wealth.
His wealth was multiplying at a speed that he could never have imagined. Lin Qi, on the other hand, was advancing at a speed that was even more unimaginable to him. He was expanding and increasing his wealth!
He spent half of his life running a gray business. He lived in fear every day to get to where he was today. But look at this young man. Half a month ago, he was just an ordinary unemployed person.
But now, his wealth might be countless times greater than before, but he only used less than a month to complete this legend of wealth.
What was even more frightening was that Lynch's income was all legal. It was all taxed!
Mr. Fox was inflating, but so was Lynch. He was faster and stealthier.
Mr. Fox snapped out of his daze. His thoughts were so fast that Lynch didn't even realize what Mr. Fox was thinking. He regained control of his body.
"Hmm …" After pondering for a while, Mr. Fox asked in a slightly impressed tone, "Then, what do I have to pay this time?"
Lynch, you don't know what made Mr. Fox change so drastically in such a short period of time. It was so drastic that he even changed his mental outlook to a certain extent. But this was a good performance, so Zhang Zian didn't mind.
"You have to choose for yourself!"
"First, the price of the collateral in the agreement will be reduced by 30%. I will buy out these things directly. Whether they will rot in my hands in the future or be sold for a higher price, it will have nothing to do with you."
"Whether it's a loss or a profit, it's all my business!"
"The second option is for my company to help you sell these things. You need to give me two prices. One is the lowest price you can afford, and the other is the price you want."
"I charge based on the middle price. Regardless of whether you sell it or not, you have to pay me a 10% fee. I can't guarantee when it will be sold or what the final price will be."
Lynch listened as he spoke. He looked at the father and son, and the smile on his face was as radiant as it had been when they first met.
Mr. Fox had a worried look on his face. He and his son discussed quietly for a while and found it difficult to make a choice.
In fact, they all knew very well that the value of these things had been reduced to a very low level in the mortgage agreement. Things that were originally worth 100 yuan were only worth 40 to 50 yuan here. There would definitely be people who would be willing to spend 40 to 50 yuan, 50 to 60 yuan or even more to buy these things. They were much cheaper than when they were placed in the display cabinets of the shops.
But at the same time, they were also hesitant. They had tried to sell these things in the past two days, but the results were not satisfactory. Not everyone was interested in them, and they only earned about a thousand dollars in two days.
If they wanted to sell all of these things, it wouldn't be an easy task. It would take a long time, and during this process, they would have to pay for storage, management, labor, and possible accidental losses, such as if something was broken.
Their actual value would shrink. Even now, they had already started to shrink. Every cent spent on them was equivalent to a loss of value.
If they paid Lynch 70% of the agreed price, to be honest, they felt that it was too low. If Lynch took away a hundred dollar item for thirty to forty dollars, wouldn't that be … too much of a bully?
However, choosing the second option also made them a little worried. If Lynch deliberately slowed down the speed of sales, just 10% of the fees would be enough to make them suffer, not to mention that their biggest problem now was that they urgently needed a part of the money to deal with the bank's interest.
Lin Qi had clearly given them two choices, but from their point of view, there was only one choice.
Just as they were about to make a decision, Lynch suddenly interrupted them. "Think about it carefully, gentlemen."
"This is a business, so we have to do it professionally. We won't interfere with any personal feelings to interfere with our own judgment. Please don't think that I'm a good person just because of my relationship with you. I'm actually a businessman too. Do you know what the ordinary people in society call businessmen?"
Without waiting for Mr. Fox and Mr. Fox to answer, Lynch answered with a smile, "They call businessmen the greedy devil. This is the essence of a businessman — the pursuit of more profits. I might not necessarily think for you, but I'll definitely try my best to satisfy my own interests."
He lowered his voice as he spoke. "But outside of business, from a personal point of view, I think the second option is more suitable. Of course, to me personally, it's the same no matter what you choose."
Lynch's straightforward words made the father and son feel a little unhappy, but in the "honest" way he created, they looked at the matter from the perspective that Lynch said without personal feelings. In fact, Lynch's request wasn't too much.
What they were suffering and what they were about to lose would be transferred to Lynch. They didn't have to pay a single cent for it, and they could even get money from Lynch.
Lynch was working, not picking up money. Mr. Fox sighed. "Let's go with the first option!"
"Have you thought about it?"
Lynch asked with a half-smile.
"I've thought it through!"
Mr. Fox's voice wasn't loud, but it was firm. "When I was young, my father told me that we can't just look at the glory of robbers spending money like crazy. We have to think about how they're beaten up when they fail, captured by the police and sent to prison, or even killed in the wild."
He sounded a little emotional. "There's a bright side to everything, and there's also a side that we don't want to see. This is your ability to earn money. I don't have that ability, so I shouldn't be jealous of you."
He shrugged. "Similarly, you can't use the way I earn money. I believe you won't be jealous of me, right?"
Lynch showed an exaggerated expression and agreed. "These are words full of life philosophy and wisdom. Mr. Fox, you're a wise man!"
Mr. Fox laughed. "This is the first time in my life that someone called me a wise man. You know, people like to call me a fool or an idiot!"
He reached out and put his arm around Lynch's shoulder. "It's decided. When are you coming to take these things away?"
"That depends on when you're free!"
During this period of time, Lynch had been helping Mr. Fox and Jinhui Bank transfer cash back and forth. He had also gotten quite a lot of benefits, enough to deal with the things here. In fact, he could have done worse, but he was in a good mood and didn't want to do that.
Everything was on track and would only get better. There was no need to take risks.
Soon, Lynch arranged for the warehouse and recruited Richard and the others who had lost their jobs temporarily. What followed next was a big job, or rather, the birth of a new legend of wealth.