Chapter 2
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Mr. Fox is famous in this street. He belongs to the kind of person with "ability". He is willing to help the poor and lend money to them to tide them over.
Of course, he is not a pure good man. He also needs the poor to give him a kind return, some of which may be more than the principal.
But on the whole, he is a good man, maybe, maybe.
In an underground office, Lynch met Mr. Fox, a man who looked about thirty-six, seventy-eight, nine and forty.
He is wearing the most popular dark gray suit with red and blue dots this year, and this red and blue scarf is tied at the neck. Some are not so formal, but also very elegant.
Before Lynch came here, Mr. Fox heard the boy's abnormalities from his men, such as what he said before, which made him curious.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" he asked his men to press Lynch on the chair across the desk. "Few people in this street are afraid of me."
Lynch showed no fear at all. Such a scene can only be said to be trivial. He shrugged and asked, "Mr. Fox, will you hurt me?"
Mr. Fox was stunned by this sentence. He thought carefully, then shook his 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, which will first worsen their image, and then be targeted by the Bureau of investigation for such aimless behavior.
Most people are looking for money. They don't look for things, and so is Mr. Fox.
"That's right, so why should I be afraid?" the calm and smile on Lynch's face gave Mr. Fox a moment of doubt.
He glanced at his assistant, then put his eyes on Lynch's face again, "but my people say you've been staring at me these days. Maybe you can tell me why. You're from the Bureau of investigation?"
Before they came, they had searched Lynch's body, and there was nothing to prove his identity. In addition, these clothes on him were not in line with the style of the Bureau of investigation. Fox didn't think he was an agent of the Bureau of investigation.
This is also his curiosity. This boy has been staring at his industry and the laundry for some time. He also found out the identity of this boy. Because of curiosity and vigilance, this scene came into being.
He wondered what Lynch was doing.
He picked up the book in Lynch's pocket, opened it and read a few pages. It was full of things he couldn't understand. He asked his assistant who graduated from college. The college assistant didn't know what the words on it represented.
The 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 loved.
"Well, Mr. Fox, I have noticed the business of the laundry and some of your little troubles. In addition, I believe you have investigated me and know the problems I am facing now..."
Mr Fox nodded and stressed, "poverty!"
Lynch pointed to the ceiling, attracted Mr. Fox's attention with small movements and took back his voice. "You're right, so I need to get rid of the financial crisis as soon as possible. I want to do some small business with you."
For a moment, the whole office laughed. Mr. Fox, his assistant and two big men who were not easy to provoke at first sight were laughing.
Lynch looked at Mr. Fox without embarrassment. When they stopped after laughing for almost thirty-one, two, three, four, five seconds, Lynch asked, "this is not a joke."
Mr. Fox laughed again. He smiled and asked, "but I don't think there is any business between us..." he said. The laughter naturally stopped, and then frowned. "Do you want to borrow money?"
Lynch shook his head. "No, business, Mr Fox!"
Mr. Fox laughed enough. The curiosity and thirst for knowledge in human bones made him continue the dialogue. At least he would not stop the interesting dialogue until he knew the answer or lost interest.
"So what business do you want to do with me?"
Lynch's confident and sunny smile is easy to make people feel good, "I can provide more change, five cents, ten cents, twenty-five cents and fifty cents, all coins, old and new..."
Mr. Fox's face suddenly changed. There was a palpitating thing in his slightly narrowed eyes. If he had to interpret what such eyes were, it must be murderous.
"Do you know what I'm doing?" he couldn't help taking out a cigarette and lighting one. "You're very brave!"
Lynch was unmoved. "I'm not afraid of being poor. Will I be afraid of anything else?"
They looked at each other for a moment. It seemed that the guy named Lynch was indeed a brave man. At the same time, Mr. Fox began to be really interested in his words.
Some industries will have some gray areas. For example, the financial company he now operates is not completely legal. Not only the Bureau of investigation is staring at him, but also the federal tax bureau is staring at him.
He needs to pay taxes reasonably and legally through some channels, but he can't attract too much attention. The laundry is a good channel.
No one cares where every coin comes from, and they don't know where those coins come from. In the whole Baile Federation, all laundries are basically controlled by these people.
But they also have a problem, that is too slow!
The middle class and upper class have their own washing machines. They don't need to send their clothes to the streets. Only the poor do that.
But the poor often save a week's clothes to wash once, and wash all at once.
For this reason, people like Mr. Fox also specially made a new charging standard, charging by pound, but it is still a drop in the bucket.
You can't force everyone to wash clothes every day. Doing so will only attract the attention of the Bureau of investigation and the federal tax bureau, which is also Mr. Fox's biggest pain.
Obviously, the safe is full of money, but you can't spend it. That feeling is terrible!
Now the bastard in front of him said he could solve the problem, which immediately made Mr. Fox interested, "what are you going to do?"
Lynch said his way without any concealment. He couldn't hide it. No matter his current status, he couldn't stop Mr. Fox from exploring. It's better to say it directly and show his sincerity.
"I will collect a lot of coins and resell them to you in exchange for part of the cost, and my income is the difference."
Mr Fox glanced at his assistant again. The assistant whispered in his ear for a while before he frowned and asked, "how much do you want?"
Lynch's warm smile made Mr. Fox feel the illusion of being loved inexplicably again, "10%
"Are you crazy?" cried Mr. Fox. "I'd rather wait slowly!"
The price of 10% is totally unacceptable to him. When the transaction amount is one yuan, it is only ten.
But when the amount of the transaction is 100000 yuan or 1 million yuan, it is a distressing figure.
Lynch didn't bargain with him immediately, but asked a new question, "Mr. Fox, do you have the trading newspaper here?"
Trading daily is one of the largest circulation newspapers in Baylor Federation. It covers 17 states and all regions of Baylor Federation. Its content mainly includes some national and international financial and economic trends and some local financial and economic changes.
In a series of "confrontations", Mr. Fox gradually lost the initiative. He glanced at his assistant, who nodded to show that there was something wrong here.
Although their business is not so appropriate, their work is indeed closely related to finance.
"Give me a copy as early as possible and the latest, and I will let you know who is the real winner in the transaction between us!"
Lynch's firm and powerful voice and his confident expression made Mr. Fox begin to believe vaguely, just like Lynch once stood in front of a large group of people with a microphone.
People looked at him and believed that what he said was true. Finally, they stuffed the money into his pocket and thanked him!
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Mr. Fox is famous in this street. He belongs to the kind of person with "ability". He is willing to help the poor and lend money to them to tide them over.
Of course, he is not a pure good man. He also needs the poor to give him a kind return, some of which may be more than the principal.
But on the whole, he is a good man, maybe, maybe.
In an underground office, Lynch met Mr. Fox, a man who looked about thirty-six, seventy-eight, nine and forty.
He is wearing the most popular dark gray suit with red and blue dots this year, and this red and blue scarf is tied at the neck. Some are not so formal, but also very elegant.
Before Lynch came here, Mr. Fox heard the boy's abnormalities from his men, such as what he said before, which made him curious.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" he asked his men to press Lynch on the chair across the desk. "Few people in this street are afraid of me."
Lynch showed no fear at all. Such a scene can only be said to be trivial. He shrugged and asked, "Mr. Fox, will you hurt me?"
Mr. Fox was stunned by this sentence. He thought carefully, then shook his 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, which will first worsen their image, and then be targeted by the Bureau of investigation for such aimless behavior.
Most people are looking for money. They don't look for things, and so is Mr. Fox.
"That's right, so why should I be afraid?" the calm and smile on Lynch's face gave Mr. Fox a moment of doubt.
He glanced at his assistant, then put his eyes on Lynch's face again, "but my people say you've been staring at me these days. Maybe you can tell me why. You're from the Bureau of investigation?"
Before they came, they had searched Lynch's body, and there was nothing to prove his identity. In addition, these clothes on him were not in line with the style of the Bureau of investigation. Fox didn't think he was an agent of the Bureau of investigation.
This is also his curiosity. This boy has been staring at his industry and the laundry for some time. He also found out the identity of this boy. Because of curiosity and vigilance, this scene came into being.
He wondered what Lynch was doing.
He picked up the book in Lynch's pocket, opened it and read a few pages. It was full of things he couldn't understand. He asked his assistant who graduated from college. The college assistant didn't know what the words on it represented.
The 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 loved.
"Well, Mr. Fox, I have noticed the business of the laundry and some of your little troubles. In addition, I believe you have investigated me and know the problems I am facing now..."
Mr Fox nodded and stressed, "poverty!"
Lynch pointed to the ceiling, attracted Mr. Fox's attention with small movements and took back his voice. "You're right, so I need to get rid of the financial crisis as soon as possible. I want to do some small business with you."
For a moment, the whole office laughed. Mr. Fox, his assistant and two big men who were not easy to provoke at first sight were laughing.
Lynch looked at Mr. Fox without embarrassment. When they stopped after laughing for almost thirty-one, two, three, four, five seconds, Lynch asked, "this is not a joke."
Mr. Fox laughed again. He smiled and asked, "but I don't think there is any business between us..." he said. The laughter naturally stopped, and then frowned. "Do you want to borrow money?"
Lynch shook his head. "No, business, Mr Fox!"
Mr. Fox laughed enough. The curiosity and thirst for knowledge in human bones made him continue the dialogue. At least he would not stop the interesting dialogue until he knew the answer or lost interest.
"So what business do you want to do with me?"
Lynch's confident and sunny smile is easy to make people feel good, "I can provide more change, five cents, ten cents, twenty-five cents and fifty cents, all coins, old and new..."
Mr. Fox's face suddenly changed. There was a palpitating thing in his slightly narrowed eyes. If he had to interpret what such eyes were, it must be murderous.
"Do you know what I'm doing?" he couldn't help taking out a cigarette and lighting one. "You're very brave!"
Lynch was unmoved. "I'm not afraid of being poor. Will I be afraid of anything else?"
They looked at each other for a moment. It seemed that the guy named Lynch was indeed a brave man. At the same time, Mr. Fox began to be really interested in his words.
Some industries will have some gray areas. For example, the financial company he now operates is not completely legal. Not only the Bureau of investigation is staring at him, but also the federal tax bureau is staring at him.
He needs to pay taxes reasonably and legally through some channels, but he can't attract too much attention. The laundry is a good channel.
No one cares where every coin comes from, and they don't know where those coins come from. In the whole Baile Federation, all laundries are basically controlled by these people.
But they also have a problem, that is too slow!
The middle class and upper class have their own washing machines. They don't need to send their clothes to the streets. Only the poor do that.
But the poor often save a week's clothes to wash once, and wash all at once.
For this reason, people like Mr. Fox also specially made a new charging standard, charging by pound, but it is still a drop in the bucket.
You can't force everyone to wash clothes every day. Doing so will only attract the attention of the Bureau of investigation and the federal tax bureau, which is also Mr. Fox's biggest pain.
Obviously, the safe is full of money, but you can't spend it. That feeling is terrible!
Now the bastard in front of him said he could solve the problem, which immediately made Mr. Fox interested, "what are you going to do?"
Lynch said his way without any concealment. He couldn't hide it. No matter his current status, he couldn't stop Mr. Fox from exploring. It's better to say it directly and show his sincerity.
"I will collect a lot of coins and resell them to you in exchange for part of the cost, and my income is the difference."
Mr Fox glanced at his assistant again. The assistant whispered in his ear for a while before he frowned and asked, "how much do you want?"
Lynch's warm smile made Mr. Fox feel the illusion of being loved inexplicably again, "10%
"Are you crazy?" cried Mr. Fox. "I'd rather wait slowly!"
The price of 10% is totally unacceptable to him. When the transaction amount is one yuan, it is only ten.
But when the amount of the transaction is 100000 yuan or 1 million yuan, it is a distressing figure.
Lynch didn't bargain with him immediately, but asked a new question, "Mr. Fox, do you have the trading newspaper here?"
Trading daily is one of the largest circulation newspapers in Baylor Federation. It covers 17 states and all regions of Baylor Federation. Its content mainly includes some national and international financial and economic trends and some local financial and economic changes.
In a series of "confrontations", Mr. Fox gradually lost the initiative. He glanced at his assistant, who nodded to show that there was something wrong here.
Although their business is not so appropriate, their work is indeed closely related to finance.
"Give me a copy as early as possible and the latest, and I will let you know who is the real winner in the transaction between us!"
Lynch's firm and powerful voice and his confident expression made Mr. Fox begin to believe vaguely, just like Lynch once stood in front of a large group of people with a microphone.
People looked at him and believed that what he said was true. Finally, they stuffed the money into his pocket and thanked him!
Mr. Fox is famous in this street. He belongs to the kind of person with "ability". He is willing to help the poor and lend money to them to tide them over.Of course, he is not a pure good man. He also needs the poor to give him a kind return, some of which may be more than the principal.But on the whole, he is a good man, maybe, maybe.In an underground office, Lynch met Mr. Fox, a man who looked about thirty-six, seventy-eight, nine and forty.He is wearing the most popular dark gray suit with red and blue dots this year, and this red and blue scarf is tied at the neck. Some are not so formal, but also very elegant.Before Lynch came here, Mr. Fox heard the boy's abnormalities from his men, such as what he said before, which made him curious."Aren't you afraid of me?" he asked his men to press Lynch on the chair across the desk. "Few people in this street are afraid of me."Lynch showed no fear at all. Such a scene can only be said to be trivial. He shrugged and asked, "Mr. Fox, will you hurt me?"Mr. Fox was stunned by this sentence. He thought carefully, then shook his 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, which will first worsen their image, and then be targeted by the Bureau of investigation for such aimless behavior.Most people are looking for money. They don't look for things, and so is Mr. Fox."That's right, so why should I be afraid?" the calm and smile on Lynch's face gave Mr. Fox a moment of doubt.He glanced at his assistant, then put his eyes on Lynch's face again, "but my people say you've been staring at me these days. Maybe you can tell me why. You're from the Bureau of investigation?"Before they came, they had searched Lynch's body, and there was nothing to prove his identity. In addition, these clothes on him were not in line with the style of the Bureau of investigation. Fox didn't think he was an agent of the Bureau of investigation.This is also his curiosity. This boy has been staring at his industry and the laundry for some time. He also found out the identity of this boy. Because of curiosity and vigilance, this scene came into being.He wondered what Lynch was doing.He picked up the book in Lynch's pocket, opened it and read a few pages. It was full of things he couldn't understand. He asked his assistant who graduated from college. The college assistant didn't know what the words on it represented.The 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 loved."Well, Mr. Fox, I have noticed the business of the laundry and some of your little troubles. In addition, I believe you have investigated me and know the problems I am facing now..."Mr Fox nodded and stressed, "poverty!"Lynch pointed to the ceiling, attracted Mr. Fox's attention with small movements and took back his voice. "You're right, so I need to get rid of the financial crisis as soon as possible. I want to do some small business with you."For a moment, the whole office laughed. Mr. Fox, his assistant and two big men who were not easy to provoke at first sight were laughing.Lynch looked at Mr. Fox without embarrassment. When they stopped after laughing for almost thirty-one, two, three, four, five seconds, Lynch asked, "this is not a joke."Mr. Fox laughed again. He smiled and asked, "but I don't think there is any business between us..." he said. The laughter naturally stopped, and then frowned. "Do you want to borrow money?"Lynch shook his head. "No, business, Mr Fox!"Mr. Fox laughed enough. The curiosity and thirst for knowledge in human bones made him continue the dialogue. At least he would not stop the interesting dialogue until he knew the answer or lost interest."So what business do you want to do with me?"Lynch's confident and sunny smile is easy to make people feel good, "I can provide more change, five cents, ten cents, twenty-five cents and fifty cents, all coins, old and new..."Mr. Fox's face suddenly changed. There was a palpitating thing in his slightly narrowed eyes. If he had to interpret what such eyes were, it must be murderous."Do you know what I'm doing?" he couldn't help taking out a cigarette and lighting one. "You're very brave!"Lynch was unmoved. "I'm not afraid of being poor. Will I be afraid of anything else?"They looked at each other for a moment. It seemed that the guy named Lynch was indeed a brave man. At the same time, Mr. Fox began to be really interested in his words.Some industries will have some gray areas. For example, the financial company he now operates is not completely legal. Not only the Bureau of investigation is staring at him, but also the federal tax bureau is staring at him.He needs to pay taxes reasonably and legally through some channels, but he can't attract too much attention. The laundry is a good channel.No one cares where every coin comes from, and they don't know where those coins come from. In the whole Baile Federation, all laundries are basically controlled by these people.But they also have a problem, that is too slow!The middle class and upper class have their own washing machines. They don't need to send their clothes to the streets. Only the poor do that.But the poor often save a week's clothes to wash once, and wash all at once.For this reason, people like Mr. Fox also specially made a new charging standard, charging by pound, but it is still a drop in the bucket.You can't force everyone to wash clothes every day. Doing so will only attract the attention of the Bureau of investigation and the federal tax bureau, which is also Mr. Fox's biggest pain.Obviously, the safe is full of money, but you can't spend it. That feeling is terrible!Now the bastard in front of him said he could solve the problem, which immediately made Mr. Fox interested, "what are you going to do?"Lynch said his way without any concealment. He couldn't hide it. No matter his current status, he couldn't stop Mr. Fox from exploring. It's better to say it directly and show his sincerity."I will collect a lot of coins and resell them to you in exchange for part of the cost, and my income is the difference."Mr Fox glanced at his assistant again. The assistant whispered in his ear for a while before he frowned and asked, "how much do you want?"Lynch's warm smile made Mr. Fox feel the illusion of being loved inexplicably again, "10%"Are you crazy?" cried Mr. Fox. "I'd rather wait slowly!"The price of 10% is totally unacceptable to him. When the transaction amount is one yuan, it is only ten.But when the amount of the transaction is 100000 yuan or 1 million yuan, it is a distressing figure.Lynch didn't bargain with him immediately, but asked a new question, "Mr. Fox, do you have the trading newspaper here?"Trading daily is one of the largest circulation newspapers in Baylor Federation. It covers 17 states and all regions of Baylor Federation. Its content mainly includes some national and international financial and economic trends and some local financial and economic changes.In a series of "confrontations", Mr. Fox gradually lost the initiative. He glanced at his assistant, who nodded to show that there was something wrong here.Although their business is not so appropriate, their work is indeed closely related to finance."Give me a copy as early as possible and the latest, and I will let you know who is the real winner in the transaction between us!"Lynch's firm and powerful voice and his confident expression made Mr. Fox begin to believe vaguely, just like Lynch once stood in front of a large group of people with a microphone.People looked at him and believed that what he said was true. Finally, they stuffed the money into his pocket and thanked him!
