"Interesting!"
When Geronimo said this with a smile, everyone's attention was immediately drawn to him.
As the most powerful person in the Federation, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him every day, deciphering his every word, every action, and every look.
Often, the higher the status of those people, the more rigid they seemed in their work.
They couldn't show too much emotion or voice or actions, as this would cause people to overthink and even cause a series of uncontrollable events.
"Because a smile started a war" was a very famous proverb in Gaffra. It was said that a count showed a smile to a married noble lady that others would think was flirtatious.
Someone saw it and told the noble lady's husband, another noble.
The noble lady's husband asked the other noble if he was having an affair with his wife, but the other noble refused to admit it.
He just thought of something and smiled. He didn't even know the woman, but to others, it was an ambiguous smile.
The noble lady's husband felt betrayed and humiliated, so he killed his wife in front of everyone and declared war on the other noble.
The war lasted for an entire year and more than 20,000 people died. In the end, the noble group had to stand up and mediate.
A count's smile was enough to cause misunderstandings, not to mention Mr. Geronimo's words and his expression of interest.
At this moment, everyone in the room was thinking about three things.
What was he smiling about?
Why was he smiling?
Who was interested?
The first question seemed to be the same as the second question, but it wasn't. What he was smiling about was very specific. For example, if someone fell, he would be smiling about that fall.
This was a specific matter, a specific reason for the action.
The latter was a dynamic change derived from one's inner emotions. It could be due to anger, happiness, or even …
Of course, there was the last question. Who was it that made Mr. Geronimo interested?
More than a dozen people in the room were thinking about this question. They were constantly searching for valuable clues to expand the scope of their thoughts.
Mr. Geronimo saw that the juniors and peers in the room were deep in thought, and he stopped smiling.
"Do you know how an arms dealer can sell a pistol to someone who doesn't need it?"
His sudden question made all the men in the room change their thoughts at the same time.
Some people thought quickly and immediately gave the answer in their heart. "Create a sense of crisis. For example, contact some vicious cases that have happened in society and tell them to buy a pistol not only to protect themselves but also to protect their family."
Some people nodded in agreement while others were still thinking. Mr. Geruno looked at the others. "Does anyone have any other ideas? This is just a simple discussion."
Although he said it was simple, there was no doubt that those who answered correctly would leave a deep impression on him.
The Duncans were a large family because they were rich enough to breed without restraint.
An ordinary family might not be able to afford two or three children, but for this family, they could have many children.
In fact, they didn't even need to raise their own children. The family had a specialized organization to raise these children. This was also a kind of screening mechanism to select the outstanding descendants of the family.
There were many outstanding people in the world, so who could have a better future? After they had proven themselves to be outstanding people, it had nothing to do with learning ability or performance.
No matter how outstanding a person was, it was impossible to master all knowledge. However, the wealth of the Duncans allowed countless people to master a certain knowledge and study it to the extreme to serve them.
So how would they compete for the leader of each generation and even the next head of the family?
It would depend on how much of an impression they could leave on the current head of the family. Perhaps when the old man was on his deathbed and wanted to choose a successor, would his own image appear in his mind?
Then, someone said, "We can sell the weapon to him as a 'gift' by selling other things."
Someone else nodded. This kind of sales method was very popular recently.
Want a hairdryer?
If you buy a hairdryer now, we'll give you a free oven!
Perhaps in the eyes of the customer, the oven was a gift, but to the capitalist, every product had a cost price and a selling price. The oven was still 'sold'.
No one continued to answer.
Mr. Geronimo leaned back in his chair. He casually played with the exquisite fountain pen in his hand. "You're all right, but none of you are good enough.
Creating a sense of crisis might be effective at times, but you have to pay attention to this. Only when it's a defensive problem, a sense of crisis can push people forward.
Other than a few people, most people are relatively less aggressive. They won't buy offensive weapons to protect themselves. Instead, they'll choose defensive equipment. "
He pointed at another person. "Buying one product for another seems to be effective, but I've only heard of free ammunition when buying a gun. I've never heard of free handguns when buying an electric iron.
If it's an arms deal, it might be possible, but it's not suitable for everyone. It has a lot of limitations. "
Mr. Geronimo placed the pen in his hand on the table, making a clattering sound.
He looked up at everyone. "In fact, it's very simple to do this. No matter who he is, as long as he has strong hatred and the urge for revenge, he'll buy a handgun without hesitation.
He can be a farmer, he can be a cleaner, he can be an ordinary office worker, he can be anyone.
Give him a strong desire for revenge at any time and any place, and he'll buy a handgun. There are no limitations, as long as the hatred is there.
Therefore, the first thing we sell isn't the handgun, but hatred. Then, we'll make the handgun a necessary consumer product and sell it.
You must be thinking about what I meant by 'interesting'. I'm actually talking about Lynch.
"In fact, we have already achieved the goal of promoting the enactment of the Overseas Security Law, but he has pushed the atmosphere one step further."
We have the right to revenge and we must revenge are two completely different concepts. He's done a good job, and the six million is worth it! "
From the beginning to the end, almost all the work was done by the Duncan family, but this completion lacked … how to put it, a kind of soul, a kind of bone!
There was no core.
The "Overseas Security Act" was a security threat to the people of the Federation.
"Hey, someone's injured. Don't you want to buy a handgun to protect yourself?"
Some people would agree, but more people would still think that this kind of thing couldn't happen to them, or that if it did happen, they could be saved through other means.
Their desire wasn't strong, and even if they were sure to pass, some people would say that it was the result of another behind-the-scenes operation.
However, Lynch gave the whole case a kind of intelligence. He didn't tell people that they might be in danger if they didn't buy the handgun. He stabbed them twice in the chest where they couldn't see, making people eager to protect themselves.
Then, he showed up with a handgun, and the desire to spend was strong.
This was why he said that Lynch was interesting. He didn't think of this at first, but Lynch did.
There was no doubt that the six million was well spent.
"When the Foreign Security Act is passed, we'll form the family's first public private armed force. This matter will be … handled by you!"
He said a name casually. Actually, the person in his mind and the name might not match, so he might have said the wrong thing.
After all, there were thousands of people in the family, and he couldn't remember everyone's face and name. He was already very old, and he couldn't put all his energy into recognizing photos.
This was why it was more meaningful to leave a deep impression than to work hard to do better.
As he spoke, he laughed again. "How interesting!"
He knew about Lynch's history. As one of the new generation of capitalists who rose quickly, Geruno had been paying attention.
Compared to the new generation of capitalists who rose quickly through the manufacturing industry, Lynch's path was a little "wild" and hard to understand.
He chose the most difficult path in everyone's eyes, which was to leave the Federation and develop overseas.
Many people didn't think highly of him, but he also avoided the crueler competition in the country.
At that time, if he wanted to enter the financial industry or manufacturing industry in the country, there was no chance to develop at all.
The tycoons in the financial industry invaded each other, and the real industry gradually declined. No matter which path he chose, there was no chance for him to develop.
But he developed, and the changes in Najalil had become a phenomenal capital operation.
It was said that the Saint Harmony Association planned to write this matter into the Federation's textbooks, and of course, Mr. Geruno agreed. After all, he could leave his name in the textbooks.
Some fame was easy to spread, but some fame was not so easy to spread. This kind of name was safe.
This young man had always been a person who didn't follow the script. This time, it seemed like he had made a huge profit, but in fact, Lynch also made a profit.
In addition to the six million he took out, he also made a lot of orders.
Just like the question Mr. Geruno just asked, before the danger happened, before there was a strong hatred.
Were people more inclined to buy a pistol as an offensive weapon when necessary, or to hire professionals to provide security services?
The answer was obvious. Compared to building a professional military organization, more people were more inclined to spend money to solve problems.
So in the Federation, which company was the most secure?
Without a doubt!
It had to be Blackstone Security!
Solid as a rock!