Darkstone Code
Chapter 167 - 0166 Now we can properly discuss business.

Chapter 167: 0166 Now we can properly discuss business.

From afternoon to evening, the enthusiasm in the venue never waned for even a moment, with people eagerly raising their cards, especially during the auction of two apartments, where the atmosphere reached its peak.

Many people came here just to participate; they didn’t really believe they could win these two suites, but everyone has fantasies, right?

This precisely made the atmosphere more intense, continuing until the end of the event, with some people proactively asking when the next transaction auction would be held and what it would include.

This auction that tugged at many hearts did not disappoint Lynch in the end. A transaction of six hundred and ten thousand created a new historical high for the Interstellar Trade Company second-hand auction. Whether it was Noah, or the investors hiding in the scene, or even the mayor of Sabin City waiting for the results, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

To some extent, Curilan City’s results also represented the general outcomes of other cities. Perhaps their sales figures might not be higher than today’s, but its value could still be reflected.

People are very eager for this kind of transaction auction. In fact, to know whether a policy is welcomed by people, the most direct example is to see how many people are willing to spend money on it voluntarily.

Behind the transaction amount of six hundred and ten thousand might be these buyers saving at least four hundred thousand in budget for themselves, solving not only their consumption desires and the need for some necessities, but also lessening their economic pressures.

People like it, understand its value and benefits, and that’s why they enthusiastically buy these things.

Reporters surrounded Lynch, Richard followed beside him, while Catherine stood outside the crowd, not quite fitting into this scene.

"Occasionally," reporters capture a photo of her standing with Lynch, which can be seen as the flirtation of a young person.

But when facing almost public interviews like this, if Catherine still stood with him, it would be like releasing a wrong signal to the public, misleading them to think they were still together.

Actually, neither the current Lynch nor the current Catherine is ready to embrace this kind of identity.

For Lynch, dating is no longer his primary work, and even if it’s just the current Catherine, even if he lets her into his life, they would eventually break apart for many reasons midway.

Once, an agency conducted a survey and found that among highly educated married groups, marriages where both parties have equivalent education last longer than those where education levels differ.

This survey also spawned another question — "Is having the same hobbies, sharing the same height and barrier-free communication the necessary premise for maintaining a marriage?"

To put it more colloquially, as Lynch’s footsteps get faster and Catherine can’t keep up with him, even if Lynch reaches out to pull her, he can’t move her. She gradually becomes an unnecessary burden in Lynch’s life and existence.

Even if Lynch does not abandon her, she will eventually leave on her own because more and more outstanding women will appear around Lynch, and she, feeling inferior among these dazzling personalities, will only feel inferior and despair.

It’s the same for Catherine. Looking at Lynch, who is the center of attention, besides being familiar with his body, she actually has a sense of estranged unfamiliarity with this person.

Clearly at times it feels familiar, but when he gets serious, it makes Catherine feel suitable for someone else.

She doesn’t know how to describe this feeling; maybe this is so-called growth. She also wants to grow to reach Lynch’s height, then unveil his mask to see which one is truly him.

Now she is not ready for this; she needs to take this idea as a source of motivation to prompt her to grow mature as soon as possible. Only then can she figure out what happened, changing not only herself but also this most familiar stranger.

Watching Lynch’s back, Catherine silently sighed; sometimes, being too exceptional is not good.

It was the same in high school. Lynch was the only student in the whole school who could go to the teachers’ office to enjoy air conditioning and lunch at the same time. He was also the dating target of many girls; one can imagine how much pressure Catherine felt while dating him in that state!

Now, she felt the pressure again because a group of girls was "on the way" and she needed to try harder!

Meanwhile, Lynch was chatting and laughing with the media and reporters, "Of course, we’ve created a new miracle, but our purpose in creating this miracle is not to make it a benchmark for us or the entire industry..."

This statement was indeed a bit too full, but the reporters loved such rhetoric. News without a splash lacks appeal; whether readers buy it or not doesn’t matter; what matters is their news article fees would go down.

"...The purpose of Creating Miracles is to create a new miracle in the future to defeat it!"

Lynch slightly looked up, his smile, his handsomeness, and his feigned maturity made it hard for people to harbor resentment, even if some thought he was boasting!

He smiled confidently in front of the camera, his eyes filled with an unstoppable determination, "The only ones who can defeat us are ourselves!"

This sentence ignited the enthusiasm of the reporters, and of course, the souvenir Lynch then had sent to them, some worthless small gifts, and an experience coupon.

Using this experience coupon allowed them to choose a second-hand product worth no more than fifty bucks from the Interstellar Trade Company’s list for permanent experience. The reporters were thrilled, almost instinctively gave Lynch a very positive image in their press release.

The crowd gradually dispersed, Lynch arranged for someone to send Catherine back; he still had much to tend to tonight and might be a bit late.

After sending Catherine away, Lynch asked Richard to treat the guys to celebrate.

When the guys arrived at a place full of food, drinks, beauties, and cash, everyone instantly tore off their civilized disguise, becoming rough and wild.

Have to say Richard is genuinely Lynch’s closest person to the label of "success," definitely unmatched, at least till now.

He has the ability to work, and when playing, he goes crazy too. He even had people crumple the money and pack it in a rubber single water pool, then placed two chairs inside.

From the outside, the money looked like water. He had those girls stand on the chairs with their feet, squat down, and, using a special method, take the money. Everyone only had one chance; whatever they got was theirs.

The crazier they played, the more they couldn’t leave this life, leave Lynch’s company and himself.

After having some drinks on site, Lynch encouraged everyone a few words before leaving, as the hotel staff notified him that everyone he was waiting for had arrived.

After slightly tidying his attire, shaking off his jacket on the terrace by the corridor to dispel the strong smoke and alcohol odor, and waiting a bit, he casually walked into a small meeting room in the hotel.

About a dozen people were already seated in the meeting room. More than half of these people were from Sabin City, the initial batch of people Lynch contacted — Progressive Party capitalists who wanted to invest.

The other part were local investors, also belonging to the Progressive Party.

Often, capitalists choosing political allegiances is actually not a very serious matter; as long as there is profit to be had, they might change their political stance anytime, anywhere, like that Neo, who was sneaking a smile.

These people were recommended by Noah, and after attending the auction personally, they came here wanting to share some benefits from this business.

With an economic recession, money was being lost everywhere. Agriculture and animal husbandry were almost all controlled by major consortia and large economic entities; no industry could confidently say it’s profitable without loss. So now suddenly emerging a business that could make money in a headwind, while being promoted as a "beneficial policy," they naturally want to participate.

Not for anything else, just to preserve the money in their hands in this tide and leave some kindling for later.

Lynch was very satisfied with the current situation; when he learned that two groups wanted to see him, he asked the hotel to arrange these two groups together.

Competition breeds creation of miracles. This saying is very fitting for any game related to money.

Looking at the two clearly divided groups, Lynch sat with a smile on a solitary sofa and asked for a cup of coffee.

While waiting for coffee, he supported his chin with his elbows resting on the sofa’s armrests, smiling at them, "I believe we will get along very well in the future!"

Thinking about these people soon transferring money to him made Lynch find them adorable.

Sometimes he also wonders if there is something wrong with him, after going through so much in his previous life, why hasn’t he figured it out yet.

He had considered this issue before; wealth is nothing more than a string of numbers, that’s how it is for him. He has countless ways to create one miracle after another in this world that still seems a bit backward.

But so what?

However, in the end, he figured it out; after all, he is just a mundane person who can’t escape those numbers, can’t escape the colorful and lively life.

He enjoys displaying divine abilities in front of others and likes these well-groomed people standing in front of him lowering their heads, then earnestly calling out "Mr. Lynch!"

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