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Blackstone Code - Chapter 717

Published at 15th of March 2024 07:00:34 AM


Chapter 717

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A transfer check with so many "zeros" written on it that everyone in the room took a breath.

Sometimes not only cash can give people a deep shock, but also numbers, especially when they appear on cheques or promissory notes.

million!

The professor's hand when he picked up the check was trembling slightly. This was one million. He had a strong adaptability in the face of large project funds, but he still had ups and downs in the face of these money.

Many people can't change this number all their life, even if they can't reduce one.

According to buppen's minimum wage of 241 a month, only 2892 people don't eat or drink a year, and only 289200 yuan can be saved in 100 years.

Note that this is the case of saving money without eating or drinking.

Of course, some people will say, my God, the times are progressing and wages will increase.

But no matter how it grows, a person can't earn a million if he doesn't eat or drink all his life!

This figure is an inaccessible figure for 95% of the federal people, which is why people become excited when they see Lynch's pen tip write a series of "zeros" on the check.

But for capitalists, this money may only be made in a day or a few days or a period of time.

The richer the man, the faster he makes money.

Those who have been shipped to ammeria can contribute 60000 or 70000 yuan of net profit to lynch every day. In only half a month, he can earn back the money that many people can't earn in their lifetime.

Is the world fair?

No, it has nothing to do with personal efforts, because the world has never been fair.

"I hope we can enter the third stage of research as soon as possible, professor." Lynch put away his six digit pen, which was given by Mr. Herbers. Unfortunately, the gentleman has chosen to jump off a building to end his life.

But what he gave was very much in line with Lynch's heart.

Lynch used to have a friend, a friend who likes to show off (pretending to be forced), but this friend's style of showing off is obviously very high. He won't wear hundreds of thousands or millions of famous watches to stroke his hair everywhere, nor will he raise his hand from time to time to block the sun.

His display lies in some more subtle details, such as his pen, his tie clip, his key chain

These insignificant little things, any one of them may be hundreds of thousands. They are there, everyone can see them, but not many people know their price.

This kind of ostentation is not for those who don't understand, so Lynch said that his style of ostentation is relatively high, and he also likes this way.

Taking out a pen is worth a worker's efforts to eat and drink all his life. Is there anything more that can inspire people's vanity?

No, No.

"Any other questions?" he asked, straightening his seat.

The professor kept staring at the check as if it had some magic that could catch his eyes. He revived in Lynch's voice, put the check in his coat pocket, shook his head and said, "no, Mr. Lynch."

"We will complete our second stage of research as soon as possible. In addition...", he stretched out his hand and was a little humble, "happy cooperation!"

In the first stage of the research, there are about 100000 yuan of surplus funds, some of which should be distributed to the headmaster.

It's definitely not that you don't have to pay anything to undertake external research projects but use school students and instruments.

Although there are costs related to site, equipment and personnel employment in contract, it is for school. Now money is directly for principal.

After giving it to the headmaster and other relevant personnel, more or less, hundreds to thousands of yuan, he can drop 30000 or 40000 yuan.

This is because the first phase of the project itself does not have much sophisticated content, the budget is so much, and a lot of precious heavy metals are used in the research process, so there is little left.

As for the experimental residue?

Those things used to be the masters of the family and won't stay until the end.

If the second phase of the project can be completed at a low cost as soon as possible, he can account for almost 100000 to 200000, which is definitely a considerable income. He has planned to recruit some more students to join the research and help Mr. Lynch realize his dream as soon as possible!

After seeing Lynch off, the professor became kinder than usual. He became kinder when he came back from the bank.

Originally, according to the regulations, Lynch would send an accountant to supervise their use of the money, but I don't know why Lynch didn't mention it. Naturally, he wouldn't remind Lynch that the cost without supervision is surprising.

In fact, Lynch didn't know what was inside. He knew everything. He also knew that if a horse wants to run fast, it must have enough to eat.

After coming out of school, Lynch didn't take a bus, but walked for a few minutes to a high-end apartment downstairs.

The administrator on the first floor looked at Lynch with some vigilance, but after a few eyes, the vigilance on his face disappeared, leaving only some excitement and humility.

The administrator remembered that on his first day in office, the real estate company told him that there was a house here under Lynch's name. Now it's for a girl to live in and take care of more.

He thought it might be a vulgar story. For example, Lynch abandoned the girl and never came again, but at this moment, he didn't think so.

"You know me." Lynch chatted with the administrator while waiting for the elevator.

"Yes... Yes! I know you, Mr. Lynch!"

The administrator was a little excited. He was a young man in his twenties, but he had a strange but normal twilight. He felt a little cautious, "it's presumptuous. Can I shake hands with you?"

"I've never seen a big man like you. I want to shake hands with you. I don't know why, but I just..."

Lynch stretched out his hand and smiled. The administrator quickly stretched out his hands, held Lynch's hand and gently shook his head, "my God, we shook hands!"

The young man was a little excited. At this time, he seemed to be a real young man.

Lynch took back his hand and smiled. "Do you think it's a miracle?"

"Miracle?"

"Yes, Mr. Lynch, it's a miracle. I didn't think I could meet you here and shake hands," the young man said honestly.

But obviously, Lynch didn't mind spending some time waiting for the elevator, so he shook his head, "no, it's a miracle."

Looking at the young man's confused face, Lynch whispered, "it's not a miracle, because you expressed your desire. You told me you wanted to shake hands with me. You worked hard, Mr. administrator."

"Your efforts were responded to, so there was a handshake between us. It's not a miracle, it's the result of your efforts."

"Although not all efforts will have a good result, isn't this exactly the desire and motivation of our efforts?"

"We hope to get a good future through our efforts. We are not sure whether it will be realized. We work hard, or we are sad because we miss the future, but we may also be happy because we embrace the future."

"This is your success, so you are happy, Mr. administrator. Life is composed of many such 'efforts' and' results'."

"I feel something from you that we shouldn't have at our age. It's dusky and lifeless. I don't think it's a job suitable for you. You should go out and break through. At least when you're young, do what you want to do, and work hard for your future and your ideals several times."

"Whether we will fail or not, at least we won't regret it, don't you think?"

Lynch took out his pen, took out a note on the counter on the first floor and wrote a line——

To Mr. administrator:

Youth should not regret, strive to change the future!

With a "Ding", the elevator door opened slowly. Lynch pointed at the corner of his forehead and made a very young gesture among young people, "I wish you a happy day." after that, he turned and entered the elevator.

The administrator stood in place for a long time. His eyes finally fell on the note and suddenly grasped it tightly.

He was very excited and his face turned red. He walked back and forth for several steps and picked up the phone. "I want to resign... What, I'm going to fucking embrace the future!"

Lynch doesn't know whether the administrator will go out of a different life because of his words. He has a special person to protect Catherine.

As Lynch's only "ex girlfriend", Catherine is still very valuable. Maybe someone will kidnap her, so Lynch arranged a special person to protect Catherine.

The elevator soon reached the corresponding floor. He went to the door of the apartment and knocked.

"Who's there?"

Catherine's energetic voice came out from behind the door, and Lynch's mouth picked up slightly under the interference of non active consciousness.

Sometimes people's mood is so strange that they will be inexplicably happy or inexplicably sad.

But at this time, Lynch's mood is excellent. At least he can joke with the administrator downstairs.

"Big gray wolf!"

When the door was closed, something fell to the ground, followed by a scream, and then the door opened.

Catherine was wearing a pair of red shorts with white edges and a white T-shirt. She stared at Lynch. Then she reached out and pinched Lynch's face. Then she screamed and rushed up.

Lynch smiled and hugged her and stepped back.

"You didn't tell me you were coming!" her tone was a little fierce. "So do you want to surprise me?"

"You succeeded!"




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