Darkstone Code
Chapter 120 - 0119 Boundless Love Lynch Sir

Chapter 120: 0119 Boundless Love Lynch Sir

Inside the club, Kane faced his colleagues, with whom he’d worked for as little as three to five years and as much as over a decade, his face pale.

Their gazes were complex—disgust, hatred, and indescribable emotions, intertwined with a mix of timidity and hatred, forming a sycophantic facade.

Everyone was dismissed, except Kane, who remained. More unacceptable was Kane becoming the executioner responsible for their final termination.

It was understandable to retain the plumbers and electricians; technical jobs are such that the longer one works, the more skilled one becomes, making it easier to find satisfying new employment.

Over the years, veteran plumbers and electricians could effortlessly resolve both major issues and minor faults.

But others were not so fortunate; Kane interviewed them and crushed their last hopes.

The club atmosphere resembled a funeral just held, everyone’s faces bearing expressions of profound grief.

Looking at these people, Kane lowered his head and uttered an apology.

No one responded to him; they simply watched him or stared elsewhere.

After a while, the coach stood up, holding an empty bottle, reeking of alcohol. "Don’t stay—waiting here to amuse others?" he said, beckoning an assistant who supported him as they gradually left amidst his curses.

The coach’s dismissal was anticipated, but no one expected to be part of the entire plan.

Gradually, others stood up and left silently. These individuals had long secured other jobs; their attachment to the club wasn’t rooted in love but rather the subsidies they received.

The United Transport Association never stopped subsidizing professional athletes, but there’s a procedure or regulation—they must affiliate with a club, even an amateur one.

Losing this subsidy hurt a little, but they wouldn’t beg for the minimal support; without it, they wouldn’t starve, and its presence didn’t significantly alter their lives.

So they followed their hearts and left directly.

Remaining were those emotionally attached to the club or with nowhere else to go, hoping to see Lynch and explore if these matters could be reversed.

In the afternoon, nine trucks drove directly into the club’s parking lot. These towering trucks moving side by side created a heavy sense of oppression, further bewildering Kane upon meeting their leader Cook.

At a little past half-past three in the afternoon, Lynch’s luxury car entered the club, and Kane immediately led the remaining dozen club members to welcome Lynch.

Lynch scarcely resembled the villain who stifled their continued leisure at the club, filled with disdain, contempt, and scorn for the lower classes. He warmly reminded those present of someone vaguely seen before—a neighbor’s child or a relative’s, young, sunny, vibrant, with a face full of smiles.

Such a stark contrast struck each with an unreality: was it truly this cheerful, sunny youth who issued such heartless orders?

"Each of you is a meritorious contributor to the club!"

In the small meeting room of the club, Lynch’s first words acknowledged their contributions, with his sincere expression and voice imbued with deep emotion.

Several sensitive individuals immediately had reddened eyes, recalling the miracles created by the club and how they witnessed both its rise and fall.

The more they thought, the deeper their anguish.

Lynch’s gaze rested momentarily on each, "The rise of a new dynasty must be built upon the ruins of the old, and so it is for this club."

"An unreasonable structure, management, and staffing standards brought brief glory followed by a plunge into the Abyss."

"I am here to rescue it from the Abyss; I won’t joke with my money. To revitalize it, ensuring people are knowledgeable about Sabin City’s football club again, I must cut away its decaying flesh."

"Actually, my heart aches; I am also distressed!"

"You are the club’s most valuable Wealth, yet we face a difficult choice."

"I recently spoke with the mayor, and our club will relocate elsewhere. At that time, I’ll establish a more professional sports center, where a more specialized team will take over the work, joined by a humbler and more reliable athlete."

"We will create new achievements, we will create new history, and we will write our own miracles in the national league."

"You are all witnesses, even if you are not in the club, you are witnesses to these miracles."

Lynch’s words were always full of emotion. He paused here and then his tone became somewhat lighter, "To thank you for your past contributions to the club, from today, I will establish a Hall of Fame, and your names will be listed in it, and you will also become lifetime honorary members of the club."

"As long as it is our match, whether it’s football, tennis, polo, baseball, hockey..." his gaze swept over these people again, "as long as it’s our match, any time, you can enter for free and watch the whole game from the best place."

"You can also come to the club at any time, come here to have a look around, and experience our progress every day."

"Of course, although you temporarily lost this job, I will reopen the recruitment channel to society afterwards. If you can meet the requirements of the new team, I still welcome you back to this big family..."

The original resentment these people had toward Lynch disappeared in an instant. They even became somewhat happy, feeling that what Lynch did was reasonable and the right choice.

Indeed, there was an unspeakable atmosphere in the club before, with many people idle, even indifferent.

The purpose of them having their names here was just for supplements, they did not care about the club’s future, including the coaching staff.

Looking back now, actually when the club was in trouble being investigated, if they could have gathered themselves, they might not have reached today’s plight.

The United Transport Association could ensure their basic operations, as long as they could continue striving and keep winning, they would have a different future.

But it was those who just wanted to idle away that landed the club in this situation. Without removing this deadwood, there would never be hope.

Even people here thought Lynch was doing this on purpose, so they could smoothly integrate into the new club later and feel complacent.

Through Lynch’s sincere and emotional communication, everyone gradually felt how much Lynch valued the club and could understand his well-intentioned efforts.

They even thought that Lynch’s purpose is to drive some people away with this method so that they can be rehired and move toward new glory with the club.

Suddenly, they no longer hated Lynch, though they still had some dissatisfaction with Kane, but overall, they were all quite satisfied. After all, they could enter the club’s Hall of Fame and enjoy honorable treatment, what more could they ask for?

After Lynch enthusiastically depicted the future and deeply discussed the current challenges with them, everyone left with gratitude and excitement, shaking hands with Lynch.

Of course, they also didn’t notice that all of this was documented by several cameras.

After seeing these people off, Kane was also somewhat emotional, because there were many things Lynch said just now that he didn’t know.

He had hesitated to ask earlier, but he couldn’t help it now, "Boss, you said we would have a new place..."

Lynch glanced at Kane and nodded, "At least over two hundred acres, maybe more. By then the club will not only operate football but also various mainstream sports."

In this era, the sports movement and the brand and commercial value derived from it are not so obvious yet, and people have not realized the business opportunities in it, not just the sports itself, but Lynch surely knew.

The news about people robbing shoes on the streets with guns was the best proof, they don’t even want money, just some specific shoes.

In this "barren" world, many things are still in a hazy budding stage, which is exactly the best era for industrial layout.

It may take a long time to yield gratifying results, but once these industries mature, what it brings will be immensely profitable and impactful to the point of shock.

Kane didn’t know how far-reaching Lynch’s purpose was; he just felt that any criticism he bore for Lynch was worth it, he had no other thoughts, he only cared about football.

At this moment he thought Lynch’s mood should be good, so he tentatively asked, "You just said you would recruit those colleagues..."

Lynch chuckled softly, the laughter made Kane feel uneasy, "Of course, but first, they must be able to meet the needs of the new team, we don’t keep useless people... no, we don’t keep people without value."

He slightly amended the last half of his sentence, as he was about to sign a statement and cooperation regarding the employment of disabled people with the local Disabled Association, and actively advocate for more care for disabled individuals.