What is Era?

What is the breath of the times?

What is the pulse of the times?

It's a complex and difficult issue, and no one can summarize it in one sentence or a few short sentences.

The life of the rich is a microcosm of the times, and the life of the poor is also a microcosm of the times.

If someone asked Lynch that, Lynch would ask the person asking the question to go to the busiest street and take a bus to the poorest area, and he would see the era on the road, and see everything in miniature.

Here, too.

The variety of beings in the exhibition gave Lynch a very unique feeling, which was like he was separated from the whole world, perhaps this feeling came from his soul from another world.

He stood here, looking at the different expressions on everyone's faces, at the cunning in the eyes of the crooks, at the helplessness in the eyes of the inventors.

This is the times!

"Mr. Lynch!", just as Lynch was lamenting that this era, the world, was about to take another step towards a philosopher, a voice interrupted his sublimation.

He was not annoyed, he turned around, and looked at the person behind him who called his name with a smile on his face, and the whole world seemed to have become his background at this moment.

The person who called his name was the same stockbroker from before, and he couldn't help but lean over when he didn't see Mr. Trueman here.

"Mr. Lynch, you seem to have had some interest in the radio reconnaissance array I mentioned?" asked the young stockbroker enthusiastically.

Lynch looked at him and looked up and down, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of my question, you can tell me ...... you sell these stocks", he glanced at some of the leaflets in the young man's hand, "How much money can you make in a month?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and he began to calculate.

The inventor was looking for the right fool – in fact, everyone knows that stockbroking firms will do whatever it takes to get some people to buy those stocks by any means that they can't break the law.

The inventor took out all the money that would not immediately affect his life, and he even took out all his emergency money, 1,200 yuan, and handed it over to the stockbroker company.

The company promised to issue 60,000 shares for him and raise 12,000 yuan.

But the inventor was naïve enough to think that the price of each share was twenty cents, and the one thousand two hundred dollars he paid was a cut of the stockbroking firm.

No, after 1,200 yuan fell into the company's wallet, they would start a cheap machine to print these small yellow slips, and the price of each small yellow slip was not 20 minutes, but 35 cents.

Twenty percent of them go to the inventor, ten percent to the company's own, and five to the salesman.

What if they could sell all these stocks? Will they be able to raise 21,000 dollars? Except for the money on the contract, that is, 12,000 dollars will go to the inventor's account? The salesman can get 3,000 yuan.

Is it more than 3,000 yuan?

The person who asks this question is a fool himself.

Of course 3,000 is much? Ninety-five percent of the people in the country would say the same, but not every stockbroker can sell the small yellow slips that are allocated to them.

Some girls? It's easy for them to do it, they just have to lose the way they communicate on the phone? Communicate directly with customers face-to-face? It's easy to get rid of the most difficult stocks, and of course they make the most money.

With an agent like Lynch's face, his salary could be ...... "Close to a thousand?" Mr. Lynch!"

There seemed to be some pride in his expression? But his eyes, and the movements he subconsciously looked at on his toes, betrayed him, and he couldn't get so much money.

In the past, maybe yes, when the financial environment was good, even farmers would use the money to buy feed to invest? But not now, he only earned eighty-one ninety points this month.

And if he can't at the end of June? That is, at the end of this month, if you get these little yellow orders for him now, the company will let him go? Give the opportunity to those who are prepared – some new girls.

Did he face Lynch's questioning, or did he lie? Could it be some unwillingness? Some humble struggle made him lie? I didn't want Lynch, my peers, to look down on him with contempt and arrogance, so he said what he thought was a great income, and at the same time it didn't seem too exaggerated.

Lynch nodded noncommittally, "I have a partner who has received at least one more dividend since he joined my business than you do now. ”

Lynch was talking about Richard, who was doing a very good job right now, knowing better than anyone else how to take a client's money out of their pants pockets and put it in Lynch's and his own wallets.

He is very good at maintaining the relationship between himself and his customers, from greeting him on weekdays, giving away some worthless small gifts during the New Year's holidays, to giving his customer group a lottery from time to time, giving some equally worthless goods, or travel packages, these means make him and his customer group very sticky.

Even if he can't win the title of sales champion every time, he is still the best.

Lynch's words silenced the salesman, and at the same time, there was a faint feeling in his heart that the man in front of him, who was evaluated as a "young leader of the new era", seemed to want to ......

"Would you like to work for me?", Lynch said directly.

He pointed to the empty seat next to him, and then someone brought some cold drinks, which calmed down the stockbroker, and instead of immediately agreeing, he asked, "Can I see why, Mr. Lynch, why would a big man like you take a fancy to me?"

Lynch smiled, and with a somewhat sweet juice, he asked, "Have you ever seen Boupayne at five o'clock in the morning?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and in an instant some fragmentary memories began to come to his mind.

In order to live in this city, not to mention five o'clock in the morning, he has seen Boupayn at three o'clock in the middle of the night, such days are not far from him, and even his current life.

He recalls at all times the most bustling streets of Boupayn, at five a.m., filled with the tiresome smell of the aftermath of the hustle and bustle, and the restlessness that gradually revives.

He nodded, "Yes, Mr. Lynch, I've seen it." He quickly added, "But what is the reason for this?"

Lynch smiled and put down the cup in his hand, "I've also seen it, because of hard work, because of bravery, fate will only favor those who are prepared...... Sorry, I don't know your name yet. ”

"Lem, sir, Lem MacDonald. ”

"Lem, look around you, there are at least a dozen stockbrokers around you, but since I came in, until now, you are the only one who has recommended you to me. ”

"You dare to pay and strive for a good result, so why is fate, and why should you be stingy in return?"

"I see in you the potential for success, Lem. ”

Lynch stirred the juice in the cup with a straw, and to make sure the juice was very cold, the juice was not frozen in the refrigerator, but poured over half a glass of smoothie.

Half a glass of smoothie can save the boss a lot of money while ensuring that it doesn't become lukewarm too quickly, and the excessive sweetness is also to wait for the smoothie to melt and not be dull.

He looked at Lem, the changes of young people can never escape his grasp, people are not numb, people still believe in miracles, then this is the best of times!

Lynch looked at Lem for about a minute before he continued, "You've gone from the bottom to where you are, and you know a lot more about Boupayn, about the business, than you think of the big guys. ”

"There are some things that you are not qualified to know, as long as you become my partner, you will be able to grasp it quickly, and with your current experience working at the bottom, you will grow faster than anyone else. ”

Lynch's words had already touched Lem, and he licked his lips, "What would you let me do if I were willing to work for you, Mr. Lynch?"

"No, you're wrong!", Lynch stretched out a finger and shook it, "It's just a rhetoric to work for me, in fact, you don't work for me, that's unfair, I can't use your ability to make more money for myself because I pay you something." ”

"I always believe that those who are capable should win, so we are partners. ”

"As for your question, it's very simple, I'm going to buy some trading houses and now is a good time. ”

The trading seats of the three major banks have plummeted, and the seats that exceeded one million last year are now more than 300,000 left, and Lynch plans to buy a few to prepare for the future.

His main target was futures trading, and as the Federation became more integrated into the international community, the price fluctuations of some raw materials and the like began to become unpredictable.

For example, a certain material can fluctuate dramatically with changes in the politics of a certain region, changes in seasons, and changes in military power.

Lynch may not be able to calm down the war in some areas, he does not have such a big face that the belligerents can shake hands and make peace, but it is too simple to incite antagonism in a region and create a man-made armed conflict!

It is not a good businessman to only suck the blood of foreigners, and to suck the blood of domestic capitalists is also to suck the blood of domestic capitalists, that is a good businessman in Lynch's mind!

Lem already knows exactly what Lynch is going to do, in fact, if he has enough money right now, he will also buy a trading bench, but he doesn't have that much money.

He had already nodded, and just as he was about to say the words that he was willing to express his willingness to work for Lynch, Lynch stopped him.

"Before you give me and yourself an answer, you might as well think about it a little more, and let's talk about that radio while you take advantage of this time...... Scout Array!"