blackstone code

Chapter 364 The Compassionate Mentor

Maybe it was because he wanted to make a better impression on the new boss, maybe because he wanted to show his own value, Lime's attitude had already changed without him realizing it.

"Radio technology is currently the most widely used cutting-edge technology, and many people are researching this..." He tilted his head, and almost all the invented products around the two of them had something to do with radio.

People believe that radio technology can change the world, and of course it does, but people believe that it can continue to change the world and become better and better.

"I don't know much about this aspect, but this inventor hopes to obtain financing of no less than 1 yuan from the small yellow list to support him to continue his research. If you are interested in this technology or this person, I I suggest you contact him directly."

At present, the small yellow sheet sold by Lime has a premium of 70.00%. To put it simply, if Lynch wants to obtain part of the invention rights by purchasing the small yellow sheet, he will pay 70.00 more than directly contacting Corbett. The cost of %1 is nearly double the cost, which is almost [-] yuan more.

Rhyme wanted to show his own value, and Lynch gave him some hope. A few simple words made him feel that this era has reached out to him.

He is not the kind of simple young man who just left school. He knows that his value lies in creating value for Lynch, which is the value he created for Lynch first.

"Can I have a look at those yellow sheets?" Lynch posed a question.

Rhyme was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized, "Of course, Mr. Lynch..."

He opened his briefcase and took out a stack of low-quality stocks with a yellow background. In order to save costs, stock brokerage companies will not use high-end coated paper and copper plate printing, let alone use them on these small yellow sheets. What anti-counterfeiting technology.

If they don't do this, and use high-grade coated paper and copper plate printing, they may even face losses.

Not all small yellow orders have the opportunity to be sold out, and some small yellow orders are not even bought by anyone. Of course, in order to transfer risks and obtain profits, sometimes stock brokerage companies will hint salesmen like Lime, use them With my own money, I bought all the unsold yellow sheets in exchange for the opportunity to continue working in the company.

It sounds unbelievable, but in fact this kind of thing happens every day. For stock brokerage companies, they defraud money from promoters who need funds, defraud money from investors who don't understand finance, and defraud money from these investors. They cheat money from the stockbrokers who sell stocks, and there is actually no difference.

They don't care what other people do as long as they can pocket the company's share of the money.

If Rhyme hadn't finished the job by the end of the month, he either faced the dreaded situation of losing his job, or he would find a way to spend money to buy all the little yellow sheets in his hands.

This is Lynch's first contact with this kind of small yellow sheets. When they are held in his hands, they feel like cheap posters for printing simple content, and they seem to be unable to withstand too much trouble.

"It looks very fragile..." Lynch picked up one and shook it, and the little yellow sheet made a chirping sound, which was very abnormal.

Rhyme smiled a little awkwardly, "We never cared what happened to them after they were sold."

"How much have you sold?" Lynch asked.

Lime was a little embarrassed, "I only sold a hundred shares so far, and the rest are here..."

One hundred shares, that is, 35 yuan, he can get five yuan, and his monthly income of more than one thousand is just a strategy and skill of talking.

He didn't blame anything, just nodded, "One hundred shares, it doesn't matter. Then take me to meet the inventor, maybe we can have a good talk!"

Not long after, the two came to a booth where the exhibition was ending. A middle-aged man who looked 37 or [-] years old was packing up his equipment, and his expression seemed a little angry.

Perhaps noticing someone approaching, he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and quickly resumed packing his things.

"It looks like you are very angry now..." Lynch joked with a smile.

The inventor's temper was ignited by his teasing. He turned around and looked at Lynch with a fierce expression, "If someone accuses your invention of being a piece of shit, you will definitely be as angry as I am now."

"If you also want to laugh at me, then I don't mind giving you two punches!", he spoke with great business, causing some people around him to look sideways, and he pointed to the road to leave and said loudly, "Go away, from my Disappear in front of you!"

Lime immediately stood up and pulled the inventor aside and said something in a low voice. About a minute later, the inventor stood in front of Lynch again in embarrassment, apologizing for his recklessness just now.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lynch, I didn't recognize you, and...", when he said this, he didn't know how to say it. Sometimes apologizing is also a very advanced knowledge.

"No apology, I can understand, now you should have time to talk to me about your inventions?"

"Of course, yes, of course, Mr. Lynch!"

In a subsequent chat with the inventor, he talked about his inventions.

The abuse of radio technology among the people has become a status quo, especially the proliferation of private radio stations, which has forced the Federation to issue restrictions on the use of radio signal frequency bands, and also limit the power of radio stations, so as to ensure that these private radio stations Will not affect normal radio use.

A large number of frequency bands are "officially" occupied by officially registered commercial stations, which also leads to the problem of congestion and confusion in the unoccupied frequency bands.

The inventor is also one of the victims, always crossing the channel, which made his original plan to make money by making a personal radio station aborted.

Perhaps for revenge, or for other reasons, he began to study radio positioning, and successfully reported several private radio stations with unhealthy content.

Soon he thought, since he could locate the approximate location of a private station by some means, why could he not be able to locate some larger equipment by radio?

Like... War Machine?
So he started his own invention and creation career. Like most inventors, he believes that his own ideas and ideas are absolutely valuable. Once the invention is successfully applied to the war system, these things of his can serve He brings huge wealth gains.

To this end, he sold his house, divorced his wife, and lived in the mountains by himself—there is less radio interference on the mountains, and he can better continue to experiment with his ideas.

Eventually, he ran out of money.

Zaguomaitie 1000 two hundred yuan, this is his last hope.

"...Through multiple receivers, we can continuously evaluate and adjust the time difference of a certain signal access, and finally we can give an accurate direction and distance!"

At the end of the summary, the inventor was full of praise for his invention, with a proud smile on his face.

Lynch didn't express his opinion immediately, but just asked a question, "I don't know much about this, but I have a question, based on what you said now, it is all about locating other people's positions when there is a signal source, So if the unit we want to locate is radio silent, it doesn't emit radio waves, how do we locate it?"

The inventor's suddenly frozen expression and his beard that he hadn't groomed for a long time made him look funny.

Lynch's question suddenly made his research during this period a real joke. Yes, his research has been based on the target's continuous emission of radio waves, so that he can accurately locate it.

All he has to do is to find out the private stations that affect him, so from the beginning, he has not considered the issue of silence, but now a more practical issue has been raised by Lynch, but he has no way to solve it. Not even an idea.

After about a few minutes, the inventor became depressed and decadent. He shook his head, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lynch, I don't know what to do. I failed!"

"They're right, my invention is a piece of crap!"

In order to invent and create, he divorced, sold the house, and lived like a savage on the mountain. As a result, Lynch's words made him negate all his past efforts, and he felt that he was about to collapse!
At this time, Lynch suddenly said, "I will buy all the stocks that you entrust the stock brokerage company to issue..."

The inventor was stunned again, and he quickly said, "You don't need to sympathize with me, Mr. Lynch, my invention is worthless!"

"Then make it worth it!", Lynch said, took out a checkbook, wrote a string of numbers, and handed it to Rhyme, "I never let those who are willing to believe me, and I Those who cooperate are disappointed."

"You take your share, complete your last mission in your current company with the best performance, leave cleanly, and then come to me, you have my business card!"

He didn't wait for Lime to express anything after he finished speaking, and turned to look at the inventor, "Your research is not completely waste, at least we have solved part of it."

"Do you know bats?"

"Ask biologists how they hunt, you will definitely have new ideas for your research, and I believe you can do this, and this is my first investment in you!"

Looking at the two deeply moved people, Lynch couldn't help feeling that this era is really wonderful.

His purpose of doing this is not purely to buy people's hearts. Of course, buying people's hearts is also his plan, but it is more to avoid worries.

The stocks entrusted by the inventor to issue are legally effective, and there is a share transfer contract between him and the stock brokerage company, and each small yellow sheet represents a part of the stocks.

Before the inventor's invention can be realized, those little yellow slips are actually useless, but once the inventor's invention has value, those little yellow slips will become a big trouble.

It doesn't cost much to buy them, but the loss they brought to Lynch may be greater than the tens of thousands of dollars.

And strictly speaking, when he bought these small yellow sheets, he actually only paid 1 yuan to the stock brokerage company, and the rest was used as an investment to the inventor and Lime's commission.

The same is spending money, the money is well worth it.

(End of this chapter)