Darkstone Code
Chapter 267 - 0265 New Trends and Directions

Chapter 267: 0265 New Trends and Directions

The celebration hosted by the President reached its climax with the arrival of the Vice Chairman of the Progressive Party.

The Chairman of the Progressive Party Committee did not attend, and it was the Vice Chairman who came on his behalf to offer congratulations. This was not due to any conflict between the Chairman and the President; in fact, the leader of the Progressive Party did not attend either.

Both of these individuals, in terms of identity, status, and reputation, far surpass the current President. Their presence would create significant confusion.

Should people gather around the Chairman of the Progressive Party Committee and the Party Leader, or should they gather around the President?

Such confusion might even create some rifts between the three of them, who otherwise have a good relationship. These rifts might not appear in daily life, but they inevitably leave some gaps, until someday an event occurs that completely exposes these issues!

Therefore, these two did not attend, nor would they overshadow the host. Instead, they entrusted the Vice Chairman, who has a sufficiently honoring status without affecting the President’s position at the event, to represent them in congratulating the President on his inauguration.

People continued to gather around the President, looking at the two figures in the crowd with faces full of reverence and yearning, and occasionally burst into laughter over a little joke that wasn’t all that funny, but others were laughing at.

To have reached such heights in life—referring to the two figures in people’s sight—is not in vain after metaphorically overcoming two billion brothers and sisters to appear in this world.

"Mr. Lynch!"

As Lynch was holding a glass and looking at the most bustling scenery in the world from afar, a very unfamiliar voice appeared beside him. He promptly turned around for a glance, and it was a gentleman dressed appropriately along with his female companion.

The gentleman looked about forty-four or forty-five years old, with a neatly groomed beard, making him appear perhaps a little younger than his actual age.

"Hello, I don’t know who you are yet...", Lynch politely nodded and extended his hand.

The latter also extended his hand for a shake and introduced himself, "You can call me Clayton, and this is my wife."

"Hello, Mr. Clayton, and Madam!"

Considered acquainted, Clayton did not engage in much small talk and directly brought up why he came over to meet Lynch, "I heard you set up a secondhand goods trading and auction event in York State, and it turned out quite well, is that true?"

Lynch nodded in acknowledgment. Many things might be kept from the public, but not from politicians and capitalists; such information would not be concealed.

Power and wealth are supreme passports in this society. They are always incredibly useful, anywhere and anytime.

What Lynch did in York State could be easily known by those entitled to know, so he had no need to deny it.

Clayton continued, "You know, they are all in cahoots..." he used his hand holding the glass to vaguely gesture at some people, mainly politicians, "where I am also wants to promote this form of goods flow; I have a small puzzle, and hope to get your help, may I?"

Lynch took a sip from his glass, "Why not, speak out, maybe we can discuss it."

"I knew it, you’re easy to get along with, we will definitely become friends!" Clayton’s demeanor left Lynch a little puzzled, unsure if this was his natural personality or a mask he chose to wear, but roughly that’s probably his mask!

Everyone living in this society must have their own positioning and character setup. It seems a bit... inexplicably strange, but that’s the reality.

Not only upper society, but this is also the case for the lower class.

When someone delves into their memories and impressions of those around them, they can always immediately think of those who left a deep impression. The impression these people leave on others is their character setup and positioning, as well as how they understand they are needed by the societal group.

Some are good at listening and communicating and will have many friends; some people encounter bothersome things and often turn to them to vent.

Some appear casual and even reckless; it seems a common occurrence to occasionally get contradicted by such people.

Everyone chooses a mask suitable for their environment; maybe what Lynch sees now is Clayton’s mask.

Of course, Lin has one too.

"I’m currently addressing some issues in my city. Recently, the Police Station’s efficiency has improved significantly; they have swept away many illegal fence merchants, but I also encountered some trouble."

"The secondhand goods in my hands are dwindling, and although some come to sell their items to me, they demand a high price. We gave a clear price positioning when selling these goods, which makes the acquisition and resale process lack sufficient profit. How did you solve these issues?"

What Clayton said was somewhat complicated, even a bit incoherent, but fortunately, Lynch understood. His point was that the secondhand market there wasn’t very active, and after the secondhand goods were sold out, they faced a shortage of items to sell.

Meanwhile, those selling secondhand goods have become cunning. Auctions gave them a rough concept of pricing for secondhand goods, understanding roughly how much which kind of goods could sell for.

Therefore, acquiring these secondhand goods at a low price to resell for profit has become rather difficult.

There may also be some political pressure involved. When a policy becomes mainstream and is promoted, if there’s a hindrance in implementation, people won’t consider the role regular citizens play in it; they’ll consider whether the governor is competent.

Lynch pondered for a moment and gave an answer, "You can sell some brand-new goods. From my knowledge, many warehouses in various places are filled with unopened products, and people would be more interested in those."

Clayton furrowed his brow, "But their owners won’t easily dispose of these products at very cheap prices, especially recently with our new President taking office, new signals have emerged, and some believe the physical industry will begin to gradually recover!"

"I’ve also dealt with some people who always tell me that unless they go bankrupt, they’d never sell the products to me!"

After saying this, Clayton angrily took a large sip from his glass, while his wife beside him smiled apologetically at Lynch and Severa.

He was describing a phenomenon arising from the Federation’s upcoming international policy. The domestic demand market is nearing saturation, but in the international community, there is still a considerable market.

This is also what the new President aims to do—open the market for the Federation’s merchants’ products. Once he achieves this, the unsold stock piled up domestically can translate into sufficient money, reviving an industrial city steeped in desolation.

This anticipation leads some to hold off if they don’t face serious financial challenges, not rushing to handle the items in their warehouses.

After listening, Lynch pursed his lips, "Mr. Clayton, if you notice what you just said, you should find they’ve actually given you the solution!"

Seeing Clayton’s bewilderment, Lynch explained slightly, "They said they wouldn’t sell you the goods unless they went bankrupt, so, let them go bankrupt then."

"Banks, the government, workers owed wages, there’s always someone who can push their financial situation into deeper trouble, by which time they will either compromise or go bankrupt."

Clayton, prepared to hear Lynch’s highfalutin rhetoric, was suddenly taken aback by his "solution," and couldn’t even find the words to describe his current feelings.

"We are merchants, Mr. Clayton. We pursue only profit and the people who can bring us profit. As for those people you mentioned, being friends with them will not benefit you at all, but letting them go bankrupt can solve your current troubles and bring you huge profits, then why not let them go bankrupt?"

His words made so much sense that there was no immediate rebuttal or breakthrough for counterargument.

After a long pause, Clayton finally sighed and said, "Did you know, at this moment, I find you more like those financial players here in Bupen, rather than being an entrepreneur."

The financiers in Bupen are quite renowned throughout the Federation, particularly some teams that are notoriously infamous. Their favorite thing to do is to package and sell a company’s profit-making core projects and let the other industries file for bankruptcy to gain enormous profits.

As for what happens to other people and companies later, they don’t care at all. They care about the money that’s about to be in their hands and the money that’s already there.

This explains the irreconcilable conflict between traditional entrepreneurs and financial trailblazers in contemporary society. For those who play financial games, a company’s value is just the eventual sale for more profit.

Whereas entrepreneurs value a certain kind of legacy, some seemingly laughable humanistic sentiment in financiers’ eyes, which also leads to many traditional businesses gradually being left behind by some emerging enterprises!

This is a sad trend, yet it’s the direction of world development. Future entrepreneurs will increasingly understand this point.

Doing well is not as good as boasting well.

Boasting well is not as good as selling well!