blackstone code

Chapter 1042 Quietly bought

"Sergeant, a question..."

The sergeant nodded, signaling that he was ready.

Lynch asked with a smile, "If you lost this job, what would you do?"

"Lost?", his expression was in a trance, and then he squeezed out some smiles, the smiles were a little forced, "It's just a question, isn't it?"

He was a little nervous, he had to be nervous, his wife was pregnant and about to give birth, and his baby was coming into this world.

This is indeed a happy moment, with happy expectations, but it also means that his family expenses will skyrocket.

The community will deliver fresh milk to families with children every day—it doesn’t mean that it’s just milked, it’s processed.

A group of workers began to work for the rich people in Bupain at four or five o'clock. For more than an hour, more than a dozen processes have ensured that the milk is suitable for people to drink directly.

This is the privilege of the rich, but it is not the tragedy of the poor, because the poor depend on this job to support themselves and their families.

This is a gift!

Although the milk these people bring is very good, the sergeant obviously wants to use other milk powder, a better brand, it is said that various milk powders are added to promote the baby's development, and each can costs tens of dollars .

The monthly salary of an ordinary worker can only...be able to afford the milk powder money.

In addition to these, there are additional servants' expenses. His wife needs someone to take care of him, and his children also need someone to take care of him 24 hours a day.

They have made sufficient preparations for all kinds of messy things. Once the child is born, he/she will add about 600 to 700 yuan to the family's bill every month.

And as he/she gets older, the number of bills will increase.

Including other bills, the sergeant needs to spend at least 1000 or two hundred yuan to pay these bills every month.

If...he loses his job.

He fell silent, that was definitely not good news, he pretended to be calm and looked at Lynch.

Lynch nodded, "Of course, this is just a question, we are discussing this question, that's all."

The sergeant breathed a sigh of relief, then began to think, and answered.

"Maybe I'll destroy all the life plans my wife and I have made, and take her out of that neighborhood and sell the house so I don't have to keep paying the mortgage."

"Then I might rent a house in a lower-to-middle-class neighborhood that's not so close to the city."

"No servants, no extra spending plans, my wife and I both need a job, maybe..."

He hesitated for a moment, wondering what kind of work he could do.

The most profitable things in Bupain are always related to politics and economics.

Those brokers who wandered outside the parliament played with the favors in their hands, and could easily earn tens of millions of rewards.

The tycoons, the stockbrokers, all they have to do is play tricks and achieve the kind of income that many people need to look up to.

But what can he do?
He doesn't know, because he knows nothing except those things in the army, except he can kill people and protect certain people.

Including the current management, we are also learning while exploring.

"...Maybe I'll be a security guard, or be a bodyguard again."

Lynch nodded his head. He had a clear self-positioning. He didn't say that he could return to the Ministry of Defense as a general. It was enough to see that the sergeant's thinking was normal.

"Maybe you could go to the Ministry of Defense and they'd be interested in your experience."

The sergeant shook his head, "The army has no precedent for re-employment of low-level officers, at least above the rank of officer. You know, although many people outside can't interfere with the affairs of the military, they can watch and talk about it."

"The military won't want me, I have nowhere to go."

Lynch let go of his hands that were randomly connected, "Look, that's the reason. I'm not afraid of those things happening. As long as people's minds are normal, the first thing they will think about is themselves."

"You don't have to worry about these..."

The Ministry of National Defense has always been wary of Lynch buying people's hearts. Up to now, he has not found any behavior of buying people's hearts.

Including this company system reform, although Lynch's power has been relatively increased after the reform, he still has not made any moves to buy people's hearts.

It's that simple, straightforward, and put all the people who were recruited by the Ministry of Defense in important jobs, as if he didn't even know that these people were from the Ministry of Defense.

There are also some incredible exclamations in the investigation reports against Lynch. It seems that Lynch doesn't care about personal interests, just like he is the president, always thinking about the country and the people.

Well, the sergeant finally understood that it wasn't that Lynch didn't want to bribe him, but that he had already done it, but people couldn't see it yet.

The officers who were brought in by the Ministry of Defense around him, the executives, and now the lives of each of them have changed.

They moved into big houses with swimming pools, and some even had basketball courts or tennis courts.

When they are resting, they will travel domestically or abroad. Even if the vacation is relatively short and they can't go anywhere outside, they will play golf or play bowling to pass the time.

Or make an appointment with three or five people, drag the newly bought boat, find a quiet lake, go boating on the lake, and enjoy the fun of fishing by the way...

Houses, cars, tickets, behind every "happy moment", there is actually a huge net covering them.

It's just that this net is too big, so big that the moment they don't touch the net, they don't know that they are actually in the net!

The sergeant touched the net, and just now, he felt that bad feeling, the net pressed against him, making him breathless.

How happy he is now, how painful it was when he was tightly wrapped.

Before they knew it, these people couldn't do without Lynch, and they couldn't do without Blackstone Security.

No one can do this except Lynch, even if another person is in charge of this company, it will not work.

People don't negotiate business with the Ministry of Defense so easily. Those rich people and politicians abroad are even less likely to hire companies affiliated with the Ministry of Defense of the Federation to protect their own safety. Isn't this a fucking joke?
Hire a group of people who will turn their faces anytime and anywhere to protect themselves, and give them money. All fools know that people who do this have a problem with their brains.

So Lynch doesn't need to do anything, as long as someone inadvertently proposes "Let Lynch get out" or "Let Blackstone die safely", then all the executives will immediately realize that anyone can disappear, only Lynch can't, only Blackstone Not safe.

Lynch patted his hands lightly and put them together, "Look, that's it, so you don't need to worry, your work is much simpler than you think."

"The middle and high-level people are all our people. Although it seems that they are not, they are in fact."

"Your job should be placed in the middle and lower levels. It's not to find out who is betraying our information. We are not afraid that others will get our information."

"What you are looking for is who is corrupt."

"About [-]-[-] million federal sols go out of the company's books every year, and I need to make sure that they are used where they should be effective."

"Instead of going into someone's pocket, into someone's account, into a swing on the golf course some afternoon, you know what I mean?"

The sergeant nodded with a serious expression. This was completely different from his initial orientation towards his job and his current identity. It was only at this time that he realized that he was far from being able to plot or plot against others. It's on.

After seeing that the sergeant understands what he wants to do, instead of thinking all day about "who is our man", "who am I", "where is our man" and other idiotic questions, Lynch gave him some tasks.

"This time we have some equipment procurement projects, about 500 million or so, you have to keep an eye on this deal."

"I do not accept any long-term stock, or products that are outside our catalog!"

This amount of money is not small, and it is the same for military industrial enterprises. If it is selling bullets, it can clear up a batch of inventory in one of their warehouses.

It's quite normal for someone to have a wrong idea in a place where there is profit. If Lynch is replaced by another person, he will also have the same idea.

Anyway, the 500 million military purchases are not my own, and the things I bought are not my own. Since it is the same whoever buys it or not, why not get some benefits for yourself by the way?
Of course, his approach will be more in line with the needs of the upper class, making himself rich without changing the actual results, but some people are definitely not as smart as him, which will damage the interests of the company.

After talking about work, Lynch quickly talked about some personal things.

"When will the baby be born?"

As soon as he mentioned this, the sergeant became emotional. He scratched his head and seemed a little embarrassed, "The doctor said the end of December or the first few days of January."

"Sounds like it's a little early?" Lynch was a little puzzled.

The sergeant's face also turned red, "Just right."

"You must inform me when that day comes, and we can welcome the birth of a new life together." He paused, "Maybe your child will soon have a godfather, if you don't object."

The sergeant was stunned, and after a few seconds he said hastily, "Of course, no, I mean of course I won't object. This is great, and she will be very happy when she finds out!"

Godfather and godson, in the federal environment, sometimes their relationship is stronger than blood father and son—sometimes, not all the time.

And with Lynch as godfather, the sergeant's child can be said to be on the starting line from birth.

Even if Lynch doesn't do anything for him, just be a child's godfather, the child's future will be smooth.

At first the sergeant wished he had a girl, but now, he wishes it was a boy!
(End of this chapter)