Blackstone Code

Over the weekend, President Bowling gave Lynch a call.

Speaking of which, President Bowling is already very old. Now he is basically unable to stand and has been using a wheelchair.

There were some rumors at the end of last year that he almost died and it took a long time to rescue him.

Lynch is not very clear about the specific situation. Although from a "moral" point of view, President Bowling can be regarded as finding Lynch's "mentor", but Lynch and himself are not so fond of this "honor" that people call it. cold.

President Bowling knew very well that even if he was still the president of the federation, let alone the fact that he was no longer the president, he would not have much confidence in front of Lynch.

"Do you have any work arrangements next Wednesday?"

His voice was a little shaky when he spoke, and he felt like he was not working hard.

Lynch recalled his work schedule and gave him a positive reply, "I have time after dinner on Wednesday."

President Bowling's voice became a little more high-spirited, "There is an opera tonight, let's go and see it together."

"Who else?"

"People from the Five Elements."

Lin Qi didn't say anything. He actually didn't want to meet people from the five major industries now, even though their cooperation had been quite pleasant before.

But capital is like this. When there are interests and benefits from cooperation, they will become as close as a family, and will take the initiative to consider each other for the sake of stable cooperation.

But once cooperation does not produce benefits, or even harms the interests of one party, they will separate instantly and it will be difficult to cooperate again.

Now Lynch's relationship with the banking industry is a bit complicated, as he aims to monopolize the shelter-era economy.

Once he can control the wealth accounts in all online shelters, it means that he has achieved a higher degree of "unification."

No need for war, no differences, just unified.

Of course there may be sacrifices. After all, on the way forward for the great goal, some people must fall on the roadside as a necessary embellishment to witness the birth of greatness!

Whether there are five major elements or not will not change Lynch's decision, nor will it change the outcome.

Unable to hear Lynch's reply, President Bowling seemed a little out of breath. A hissing sound like air leakage from his trachea could be heard in the receiver when he inhaled.

"Lynch, I know this is difficult for you to do, and I'm sorry that it's me who has to communicate this."

"They gave me so much that I couldn't resist the benefits they gave me."

"I almost died on the hospital bed in December last year. The Institute of Immortality helped me defeat death. I paid a huge price!"

"You may not understand how I feel. The sickle of death is placed on my neck, harvesting me gently."

"My fragile life is falling like wheat in a wheat field. I can't resist it for even a second!"

"I've spent almost most of my fortune just to keep myself alive, and I know it would sound selfish of me to say that."

"I hope you can forgive my selfishness. I'm just an old man who wants to live."

"At the moment when the dawn is about to appear, I don't want to fall before the dawn!"

President Bowling said a lot, and Lynch probably understood what he meant.

He spent a lot of money and favors in order to survive. Now he was in urgent need of new funds and resources, so he shamelessly came to Lynch.

This actually made Lynch become a little interested in his current situation. If it was just an ordinary rescue, it shouldn't cost him so much money.

Although President Bowling did not say exactly how much he spent, Lynch could feel the pain in his voice and tone.

"What have you done?"

President Bowling didn't react for a while, "Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean...", but he soon understood it himself, "You mean I escaped from the hands of death?"

"Yes, I'm curious."

President Bowling was silent for a while, "When you see me, you will understand everything!"

"Lynch, please."

"I know it won't change any of your decisions, but it's important to me, for the sake of the past!"

The gift of acquaintance played a very crucial role for Lynch, as outsiders said.

President Bowling quoted a passage from the report of Langdon, who was still mayor at the time, and told everyone that it was said by a young man named Lynch from Sabine City.

He also invited him to his celebration, allowing him to show his face on such a top-notch occasion.

Although President Bowling at the time did not give him any benefits, such as promoting him or letting him enter some small circles, just being able to participate in the president's celebrations brought great benefits to Lynch. .

Only when the fox rides on the tiger can he frighten the jungle.

Lynch thought twice and agreed.

The weekend went by very quickly, and it was Wednesday in the blink of an eye.

On Wednesday, representatives from the five major banks, two staff members, and a young man came to the Broadway box in advance.

They were sitting together chatting about recent things related to Lynch.

"The Global Access platform is more attractive to small and medium-sized shelters than we imagined. Its function is not just limited to the transmission of some data, but more importantly, it helps in governance!"

"Once the entire shelter is equipped with various functional machines as described on the Global Communication platform, the manager can control the entire shelter as easily as a toy in his hand!"

The brochure introduces many things, from surveillance, to access control equipment, to automatic defenses. These things that people can't even imagine have raised the safety level of the shelter by more than one level.

Once they determine that someone has violated the rules within the shelter, that person cannot survive in the shelter.

And it’s also difficult to survive in other shelters!

This is the scariest thing!

Everyone wants their dominance over the sanctuary to be absolute!

The Federals shouted freedom and equality, but in their hearts, they still preferred to be a dictator as long as they had the chance.

These things are very attractive to small and medium-sized shelters that lack safe management models, and they cannot refuse.

While they were chatting, the door was suddenly pushed open, and everyone sitting in the room stood up, except the young man.

Lynch is here.

He was wearing a very restrained formal suit, and the gentle smile on his face was as bright as the spring sunshine. There was no clue that the relationship between him and these people had already reached a freezing point.

He shook hands with everyone and greeted each other in a friendly manner until he looked at the young man.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was sickly pale, bloodless, not so rosy, and he looked like he was only in his twenties.

For some reason, Lynch had a feeling that this guy was the Bowling President.

"Mr. President, congratulations. This is our first meeting since you were reborn." He seemed very sure of this and walked over directly and extended his hand.

The young man's smile was strange, a little helpless, a little showing off, a little proud, "How could you guess it was me?"

He stretched out his hand and shook it with Lin Qi. Lin Qi felt that his palm obviously didn't have much strength, "I'm sorry, I can't stand up in a short time."

Lynch smiled and said it didn't matter, "Through your eyes, Mr. President, your eyes give people a very wise and calm feeling, which is rarely seen in young people."

He paused as he spoke, skipping the topic, and turned to the opera that was about to be performed. Instead of talking about why he had changed his body, he casually found a place to sit down.

It was almost eight o'clock at this time, and preparations were beginning to begin on the stage.

The level of Broadway operas is not the highest in the Federation, but it can be said to be among the best, and many people came to the scene.

The upper class's passion for opera is just like women's love for jewelry. What they actually like is not the jewelry itself, but the things that jewelry can indirectly and implicitly express her worth.

Lynch tried to understand opera, but the complexity of opera was comparable to studying a subject, so he finally gave up.

Even if he announced to the public that he could not understand opera, no one would laugh at him as a lower class person.

In fact, many times, what makes oneself strong is not the accessories that do not belong to oneself, but the person himself.

After chatting for a while, the representatives of the five major banks shifted the topic to the Global Communication platform.

"Mr. Lynch, we sincerely hope to cooperate on the Global Communication platform."

"We have specifically discussed this. We are willing to spend 2 billion each to get 25% of the shares of your new company."

"We will not intervene in management, we only need to authorize us to use the Global Communication platform."

Five companies, each with 2 billion, is 10 billion.

This amount of money seems to be a lot, but if it were placed five years ago, it would probably be more than 3 billion to 4 billion.

It's not as valuable as they thought, it just looks scary.

Lynch did not agree or refuse, but talked about a very interesting thing.

“Have you ever seen what 10 billion in cash looks like when it’s piled together?”

The five of them were all confused and shook their heads cautiously.

"I have seen!"

Lynch crossed his legs and lit a cigarette, "They call me Mr. Ten Billionaire. I have seen the shock of tens of billions of cash piled together."

"Money can no longer move me."

To put it bluntly, money is really just a string of numbers for those who truly control wealth.

If this string of numbers is longer or shorter, it has no more specific meaning to Lynch.

One of the gentlemen asked in an incomprehensible tone, "Are we bound to be unable to cooperate and coexist?"

He seems to feel that there should be no differences at all when cooperating on this issue. After all, they are all in the same group, they are all bankers!

Lynch shook his head, "Will you share all the supreme power you have with others?"

Before those people could say anything nice, Lynch blocked their mouths.

"I can not do it!"