Blackstone Code

Mr. Fox has some reputation on this street. He belongs to the kind of "capable" person. He is willing to help the poor and lend money to the poor to get them through.

Of course, he is not a purely good person, he also needs the poor people to give him kind rewards, some of which may be more than the principal.

But in general he is a good person, maybe, maybe, probably.

In an underground office, Lynch met Mr. Fox, a gentleman who looked 30, six, seven, eight-nine, and 40 years old.

He is wearing this year's most popular dark gray suit with red and blue dots. The neckline is a red and blue silk scarf, which is not so formal but also very elegant.

Before Lynch got here, Mr. Fox had heard about the anomaly of this kid from his men, such as what he said before, which made him a little curious.

"Are you not afraid of me?", he asked his subordinates to press Lynch on the chair opposite the desk, "There are few people on this street who are not afraid of me."

Lynch performance He didn't have the slightest sense of fear. Such a scene can only be said to be trivial. He shrugged and asked, "Mr. Fox, will you hurt me?" This sentence suddenly made Mr. Fox was stunned. He thought about it seriously, and then shook the head, "I generally don't take the initiative to hurt anyone, but if you do something unfriendly first..."

It is a stupid thing for anyone to hurt others for no reason. First of all, it will make their own image worse, and secondly, they will be targeted by the Investigation Bureau because of such purposeless actions.

Overwhelming majority people are looking for money, they are not looking for things, and Mr. Fox is the same.

"That's right, then why should I be afraid?" The calmness and smile on Lynch's face made Mr. Fox wonder for a moment.

He glanced at the assistant next to him, and then put his gaze on Lynch's face again, "But my people said you have been staring at me the past few days, maybe you can tell me this Why, you are from the Investigation Bureau?"

Before coming, they had searched Lynchs body, not at all anything can prove his identity, plus these outfits on his body, It doesn't fit the style of the people from the Investigation Bureau at all. Fox doesn't think he is an agent of the Investigation Bureau.

This is also where he is curious. This kid has been staring at his property and the laundry shop for a while. He also inquired about the identity of this kid. Because of his curiosity and vigilance, There is such a scene.

He wants to know what Lynch is doing.

He picked up the notebook in Lynchs pocket and turned over a few pages. It was all incomprehensible. He asked the assistant who graduated from college next to him. The college assistant didnt recognize the words on it. What's going on.

The enthusiastic smile on Lynch's face made Fox feel...a little uncomfortable, it felt like..., he didn't know how to describe it, it was like being cared for.

"This is Mr. Fox. I noticed the business of the laundry shop and some of your little troubles, plus I believe you have investigated me and know the problems I am facing now...",

Mr. Fox nodded, emphasized, "Poverty!"

Lynch pointed to the ceiling, attracted Mr. Foxs attention with small gestures and took back the right to speak. "You are right, so I need to get rid of the financial crisis as soon as possible. I want to do a little business with you."

In a moment, everyone in the office laughed, Mr. Fox, his The assistant, as well as the two big guys who didn't to be trifled with at a glance, were laughing heartily.

Lynch looked at Mr. Fox in no embarrassment, waited for them to laugh for about 30, 1, 2, 3, 45 seconds and then stopped before asking, "This is not a joke."

Mr. Fox laughed again. While he laughed, he asked, "But I don't think there is any business between us...", he said the laughter stopped naturally, and then frowned, "You want to borrow money?"

Lynch shook the head, "No, do business, Mr. Fox!"

Mr. Fox laughed enough, human beings in the bones His curiosity and thirst for knowledge allowed him to continue the conversation, at least until he knew the answer, or lost interest, he would not stop this interesting conversation.

"So what business do you want to do with me?"

Lynch's as always confident and sunny smile is easy to make people feel good, "I can provide more change , Five points, ten points, 25 points and 50 points. They are all coins, both old and new..."

Mr. Fox's complexion changed suddenly, and his slightly squinted eyes There is a trace of heart palpitations, if you have to interpret what this gaze is, it must be a killing intent.

"Do you know what I'm doing?", he couldn't help taking out a cigarette and lighting a cigarette, "You are very brave!"

Lynch remained unmoved, "Poor I'm not afraid, will I be afraid of other things?"

The two looked at each other for a moment. It seems that this guy named Lynch is indeed a bold person, and his words also make Mr. Fox start to feel a little real Of interest.

Some industries will have some gray areas. For example, the financial company he currently runs is not completely legal. Not only is the Investment Bureau staring at him, but the Federal Tax Bureau is also staring at him.

He needs to pay taxes reasonably and legally with the money he has in his hands through some channels, without being too noticeable. The laundry shop is a good channel.

No one cares about where each coin comes from, and they don't know where those coins come from. In the entire Baylor Federation, all laundry shops are basically controlled by these people.

But they also have a problem, that is too slow!

Middle class and upper class have their own washing machines. They don't need to take clothes to the streets to wash them. Only the poor do that.

But poor people tend to save up a week's clothes to wash them once, and wash them all at once.

For this reason, people like Mr. Fox deliberately came up with a new charging standard, which is charged by the pound, but this is still an utterly inadequate measure.

You can't force everyone to do laundry everyday all. Doing so will only attract the attention of the Investigation Bureau and the Federal Tax Bureau. This is also the biggest pain point of Mr. Fox.

Obviously, the safe is full of money, but I cant spend it. That feeling is terrible!

The bastard in front of me said that he could solve this problem, so Mr. Fox immediately became interested, "What are you going to do?"

Lynch said it without any concealment. He couldn't hide his own method. No matter his current status, he couldn't prevent Mr. Fox from checking it out. It's better to speak out and show his sincerity.

"I will collect a lot of coins and resell them to you in exchange for a part of the cost, and my income is the difference."

Mr. Fox glanced at his assistant again, The assistant whispering in his ear for a while, before he frowns asked, "How much do you want?"

Lynch's enthusiastic smile made Mr. Fox once again feel the illusion of unfathomable mystery being cared for "10%!"

"Are you crazy?" Mr. Fox couldn't help but yelled out, "I would rather wait slowly!"

10% The price is totally unacceptable. When the transaction amount is one yuan, it is only ten.

But when the transaction amount is 100,000 yuan, 1 million yuan, it is a distressing number.

Lynch not at all bargained with him immediately, but asked a new question, "Mr. Fox, do you have "Trade News" here?"

"Trade "News" is one of the newspapers with the largest circulation of the Baylor Federation. It covers the entire 17 states of the Baylor Federation and all regions. The content is mainly about some national and international financial economy trends, as well as some local financial economy changes.

In a series of "confrontations", Mr. Fox gradually lost his initiative. He glanced at his assistant, assistant nodded, and said there was something here.

Although their business is not that appropriate, their work is indeed closely related to finance.

"Give me a copy as early as possible, and a copy of the latest, I will let you know who is the real winner in the transaction between us!"

Lynch is firm and strong His voice and his confident expression made Mr. Fox begin to faintly believe it, just like when Lynch used to speak with a microphone in front of a large group of people.

People looked at him and believed that what he said was true, and finally put money into his pocket and thanked him!