Chapter 149:


    When Lynch spoke, it was always gentle and soft. He never gave the impression of being harsh or intimidating. Instead, he felt like a kid in the neighborhood—sunny, friendly, and with a touch of familiarity.


    But at this moment, Lto felt something different. Lynch felt like a mountain... no, like a sea cliff in the midst of a storm.


    He stood there in the endless ocean, with mad storms whipping the waves against him, crashing down fiercely.


    Yet these waves ultimately remained just waves, dissipating into nothing after a ssh, unable to harm him in the slightest.


    Lto was like these waves. He was angry, resentful, sad, and sorrowful, but all his emotions turned into helpless sshes of water in the face of Lynch''s bright, smiling expression.


    "No problem, Mr. Lynch..." he lowered his head but also felt relieved. Tens of thousands, or even more, in pure profit would allow his factory to operate for a while longer—two or three months. This was a good thing for him.


    As for potentially breaking thew... he felt that he might need to change his approach. He then looked up sincerely at Lynch, "Mr. Lynch, I agree with your idea. When can we sign themission agreement?"


    Lto seemed humble and respectful, but this was just his appearance and the result of having no other options. In reality, in this era, any businessman who could start from scratch and seed was never simple.


    Amission agreement seemed like he just wanted assurance. Signing it would allow him to rx, not fearing Lynch reneging.But Lynch was not as young and naive as he appeared. In terms of social experience and insight, he far surpassed Lto.


    He smiled slightly, "Mr. Lto, I always believe that true friends don''t need contracts or agreements to define each other''s obligations. Those are for strangers, and they desecrate the feelings between friends. Don''t you think so?"


    Lto scratched his hair, speaking with a tone of supplication, "Mr. Lynch, I''m in a difficult situation now. If I could have such an agreement or contract, my workers would feel more secure, and the bank wouldn''t pressure me to repay the loan quickly."


    "It might be trivial to you, but it''s very important to me," he added.


    He looked pitiful, but he was not pitiful on the inside.


    If Lynch signed a productionmission agreement with Lto,missioning him and his factory to produce a batch of clothing and essories, once the designers pursued ountability, Lto could use themission agreement or production contract to tell the designers that they only engaged in non-liable production practices. In fact, the infringer was Lynch.


    But without thismission agreement or production contract, if someone pursued legal action in the future, Lynch would bear the lightest responsibility for sales. He could even im he was deceived and not only avoid any legal liability but also sue Lto for fraud or hiding the truth.


    What seemed like a simple piece of paper directly defined the liability for infringement legally. Lto thought Lynch was very young and couldn''t know everything, but Lynch did know everything.


    They stared at each other, their gazes intersecting in the air. Lynch''s smile remained, "It seems Mr. Lto is not very interested in this cooperation..." He exhaled lightly, cing his hand on the armrest of the sofa as he stood up. "It''s a pity. If there''s a chance..."


    "I agree!" Lto interrupted Lynch, also standing up. "I agree, Mr. Lynch." His face showed destion, like the falling leaves of autumn.


    If this were a few years ago, he could have unhesitatingly mmed the table and told Lynch to get out of his office. But now, he had to bear the legal risks far exceeding his profits for this deal.


    He had no good way to solve the funding issue. If the city hall and the workers'' union believed he couldn''t continue running the machines, the city hall would take back the factorynd, and he would have nothing left.


    All of this was to survive. Only by surviving was there hope.


    "Sessful businessman" Mr. Lto understood his troubles well, so he rationally bowed his head to extend the factory''s life instead of emotionally ending the deal.


    Lynch nodded in satisfaction, walking out, "Very well, Mr. Lto. You can send me your bank ount number. I will give you a thirty percent advance payment soon. When I see the first batch of products, I will gradually pay the remaining bnce. Any problem?"


    He stood at the door, looking back at Lto who followed behind him. Lto shook his head, "No problem, Mr. Lynch."


    Only then did Lynch turn around, extending his hand, watching Lto walk three or four steps to him and humbly shake his hand. He smiled, "It''s a pleasure to be able to work with you, Mr. Lto."


    Whether Lto was happy or not, only he knew. He forced a smile and nodded, "Thank you, the pleasure is ours. We look forward to a sessful coboration, Mr. Lynch."


    Standing outside, watching Lynch''s car depart, Lto sighed heavily, then punched the wall all of sudden, letting out a miserable cry.


    The secretary was terrified and hurried to call an ambnce, but Lto stopped her, shaking his head pale-faced, "No need, I''m fine. Get the foreman to gather the workers..."


    The secretary, unsure of his intentions, hastily carried out his orders. Meanwhile, in the office, Lto poured water over his head and also smeared a small bag of breadcrumbs left over from a few days ago on his lips. When the secretary entered, she was startled by the sight.


    At that moment, Lto looked like he was on the brink of death, seemingly about to die at any moment. She didn''t understand how a punch on the wall could be so serious and began worrying about her job.


    Lto wiped the breadcrumbs off his lips, quickly walking out to the open space, addressing the curious workers with a sorrowful tone, depicting himself as a pitiable man who had begged on his knees to get them orders.


    He told everyone that this job was hard-won, and if possible, he hoped everyone could voluntarily work overtime. He couldn''t afford overtime pay anymore, but they needed toplete the orders as soon as possible...


    Actually, Lto didn''t need to worry too much. In this depressed economy, these bigpanies wouldn''t casually filewsuits against a small, nearly bankrupt factory, becausewsuits cost money.


    From the momentwyers started gathering evidence, money would flow out like water. Generally, bigpanies''wsuits had two purposes: first, to annex otherpanies, needing legal assistance.


    The second was for industry dominance, driving others out of their territory.


    Facing a small businessman like Lto and his infringement, bigpanies were reluctant to act. They would spend a lot of money on thewsuit and get no valuable results.


    They wouldn''t get anypensation because Lto''s factory could go bankrupt at any moment. Theirwyers would find this out.


    They wouldn''t gain any public support or influence, as people never believed bigpanies were just. In many movies and stories, bigpanies were symbols of evil, and people would resent theirwsuits.


    They would gain nothing, spend a lot of money, and damage their image. With the current economic downturn, they would avoid taking action if they could.


    This batch of goods was mainly for the middle ss. Lynch nned to include the middle ss in his auction. Previously, when discussing the Interster Trading Company with other investors, he mentioned the n to refine and segment the customer base.


    That was to turn the "second-hand goods auction" into two rtively independent businesses: "second-hand goods trading" and "second-hand goods auction," thus diversifying the audience.


    Ultimately, ordinary people would flow into various regional second-hand goods malls or trading markets. The "official" channel, managed by the Interster Trading Company, would handle the sale of ordinary second-hand goods from various regions. Some ordinary people would also be able to pay management fees to engage in personal trading within it.


    After all, ordinary people, given the current economic trends, wouldn''t have long-term consumption impulses. After satisfying their desires once or twice, they wouldn''t be impulsive again and might not have extra money. So, they were more suitable for cheaper ordinary goods trading areas.


    Conversely, the changing situation would make the middle ss start following these ordinary families. They would also consider cutting expenses or had already started, but their situation was moreplex.


    Inmunities densely popted by the middle ss, there was often a very particr phenomenon: the prevalence ofparison and attention-seeking.


    Who did what business, or worked where, what car they got this year, what watch they bought, where they traveled... all of this would be noted and spread throughout themunity.


    Everyone spent their timepeting andparing. They needed to maintain their dignity, but unfortunately, the methods they used to maintain it could be difficult to handle—namely, consumption.Please vote for this novel at /series/ckstone-code/There are advance chapters avable nowess will be granted 24 hours after the donationTier 1: 7 Advance chapters Link


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