The moment Lynch mentioned that the auction seats could be purchased with money, Richard wanted to say something. However, before he could open his mouth, he was stopped by a look from Lynch.
This was also another part of Lynch's income in this plan. If he wanted to make money, if he wanted to make a lot of money, how could he not take a little risk?
There was no love without a reason in this world, and it was even more impossible for there to be a saint like Lynch who took all the risks himself and left the benefits to others. From the beginning, one of his goals was to get these seats.
Even for people like Richard, their free seats would gradually be canceled in the future. Was it possible to make money without putting in any effort?
Working in a factory was less risky, but the profit was also less. Risk and profit were definitely proportional. The greater the risk, the higher the profit. Of course, sometimes the definition of risk was not as simple as the increase or decrease of wealth.
This time, the children won first place in the sales commission, and Lynch deliberately showed it to others.
Among them, only Richard understood why the children won first place in sales. It was because they had more seats.
Seats represented potential. The more seats there were, the more potential there was. This was a simple process of quantitative change.
If one out of ten people was willing to buy something, then there would be ten out of a hundred people, and twenty out of two hundred people. The spending power of twenty people was not necessarily higher than that of ten people, but it was not necessarily lower than that of ten people.
When some people calmed down, they might start to consider the risk and the possibility of retreating. However, Lynch gave them some hope — as long as they got into the top three, Lynch would make up the full ten thousand for them if they did not get a share of ten thousand!
This made some people have other ideas in their minds. Even if their share could not exceed ten thousand, it would be fine as long as it was higher than the others. When the time came, Lynch would make up for this part of the income.
In other words, they had paid nine thousand for the auction. As long as they could get into the top three, they would still have a profit of one thousand!
This was a very simple calculation. Everyone knew how to do it. Yes, everyone!
This was one of Lynch's goals. There were a total of fourteen cities in the entire state. Some of the cities were slightly bigger, while others were slightly smaller. Even if one city had an average of three thousand seats, there would still be a total of forty-two thousand seats in the fourteen cities.
There were 42,000 seats, and each seat cost 5 yuan. Lynch's weekly income was about 200,000 yuan, and this was only the cost of the seats.
It was unlikely that these salespeople would resign themselves to fate. As long as there were people working hard, Lynch's income would increase tremendously. He would set up some flashy and expensive products in every issue.
These goods were prepared for these salesmen with crooked minds. They were special props for them to aim for the top three in the district.
Two hundred thousand a week for a seat, that would be eight hundred thousand a month. Adding on the actual income and the dividends outside the income line, these people would be able to provide him with at least a million a month!
Was this the entirety of his plan?
No, that was far from it!
After throwing out this question, Lynch gave them some time to think about it. He then smiled and invited them to celebrate together.
Other than the two salespeople who had lost their free seats, the others, including Vivian and her two accountants, went with Lynch to a rather good hotel in Saibin.
All kinds of sumptuous and exquisite food were placed on the table one after another. Lynch had already informed the hotel staff in advance that the dinner would be held in the form of a cold dinner party.
They even opened a small conference room for Lynch and gave him three songs for free. The hotel had a professional band, and after the three songs, they would have to pay. Lynch was not stingy with the money. He wanted these people to experience what it meant to live a life of luxury!
The long tables on both sides were filled with all kinds of food. The band was playing on the stage, and a locally famous mezzo-soprano was singing a soothing song with an intoxicating voice. Lynch was also working for a management company.
Just as everyone was enjoying all this and thought that this was everything, Lynch showed them something they could not see normally.
Models in cool clothes suddenly appeared on the scene. The mezzo-soprano left with a smile and was replaced by a younger girl who was singing a popular song.
Lynch walked onto the stage with his arms around two girls who were wearing cool clothes. He held two bottles of champagne in his hands. The moment he stood in front of the microphone, he raised the champagne in his hands and let the wine pour over the girls' heads and bodies.
Although they were a little shocked at the beginning, they quickly recovered and even began to twist their bodies and dance as the wine poured on them. The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became hot and dry.
Following that, the fans behind him suddenly turned. The staff kept throwing stacks of banknotes into the fans. The banknotes spun and flew everywhere. Everyone held their breaths at this moment!
"Ladies and gentlemen, the party has begun!"
Everyone was immersed in delicious food, alcohol, wealth, and hormones!
After a very short silence, everyone began to go crazy!
...
Lynch struggled out from the girls. This was the first time he had shown everyone how to waste money after making it. Anyway, money came so easily, and these people would soon learn it.
You could not expect a person who abided by social morality to be your accomplice in plundering wealth, but these people could. They would gradually lose themselves in money and become Lynch's money-making tools.
In less than ten minutes, the young models sent by the agency taught these young people how to enjoy themselves.
Lynch escorted two girls out, one was Vivian, and the other was the girl who came with Vivian. "Sorry, I didn't inform you in advance..."
He apologized for his behavior. After all, the crazy people in the conference room were indeed not very elegant. Vivian blushed and said that it was okay, and the girl also said that she understood.
The way the girl looked at Lynch was also a little special. She had thought that this was an ordinary job, but from the current situation, it seemed that this was not the case.
After that, Lynch took the two girls to the hotel restaurant for a sumptuous dinner, and then arranged a car to send them back. He had to clean up the mess later.
Just as Vivian got in the car and was about to leave, she suddenly asked Lynch a question, "Do big companies... also celebrate like this?"
She blushed a little, but she was also a little angry.
Lynch nodded, "They will only be crazier..." He whispered something in Vivian's ear, and the latter retracted her head, covering her face. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Lynch said goodbye again. The car quickly disappeared into the traffic.
When Lynch returned to the small conference room, the whole room was filled with a strange smell. Some people seemed to be in great pain, but at the same time, they were moaning in pain. Some girls' clothes had flown to some unknown place. They were kneeling on the ground and picking up the banknotes on the ground bit by bit, not caring that they looked unsightly.
The only thing that was somewhat out of place here were the children. They were still eating, and some of them were even putting some food in their bags.
When they saw Lynch, they were all frightened. Some of the children were holding plates of steaks in their hands, not knowing what to do. Lynch smiled, waved at them, and led them to the lounge... no, to the VIP room.
When he opened the door of the lounge, it was already occupied, so he took the children to the VIP room.
In the VIP room, he looked at the children, nodded, and asked a question, "Were you sent here by your parents, or are you from the orphanage?"
"Some were sent here by their parents, but most of them are from the orphanage..." the eldest child, who was the leader of the group, answered.
It was rare for parents to send their children to work as child laborers. Other than stepparents and families that could not survive, most people would not do so. These children were mainly from major orphanages.
Lynch nodded again, "If I apply to be your guardian, will you agree?"
As he spoke, he sat back and crossed his legs. "You don't have to call me father or father. I'm just your boss. This way, you can save the money that needs to be transferred to the orphanage and give you more autonomy. What do you think?"
The eldest child was a little tempted, but he did not immediately agree. Instead, he replied cautiously, "We have to go back and discuss it with everyone."
Lynch nodded again, "Okay. Also, ask the waiter at the door to pack the food for you. Even if you are not afraid of dirtying the food, you have to be careful not to dirty your bags..."