Darkstone Code

For different people, you must use different methods.

You can use a woman to tempt a lecher, but you can't use a woman to satisfy a drunkard's desires.

Richard is a man who indulges in ease and detests work, and from the first day Lynch saw Richard, he noticed this point.

He has a rather decent education, and a likable demeanor that makes one lower their guard, but from his resume, Lynch discovered that this person couldn't keep any job for long.

His resume doesn't indicate the reasons why he couldn't keep these jobs for long; some were labor jobs, some were ordinary jobs, but he didn't last in any of them.

He is articulate and doesn't seem like someone who can't survive in society, having severe social anxiety or disorders, so he is likely dissatisfied with his work.

Most people who can't hold onto a job for long usually have two reasons, the first being dissatisfaction with the income they receive each month based on their current work's intensity.

The second is dissatisfaction with their current work's intensity based on their income.

Both may seem like the same thing, but there are differences. Ultimately, a penchant for ease and avoidance of labor might be a better explanation.

For dealing with this kind of person, don't talk about ideals with them; their ideal is to do the most respectable, dignified work possible, without much mental or physical effort, and make as much money as they can.

So from the beginning, Lynch didn't talk ideals with Richard; he talked about money.

As long as he could bring in people, as long as he could persuade or enchant them, as long as his clients were willing to spend money, then he could earn corresponding money, a lot of money.

This conforms perfectly to Richard's definition of work and self-worth.

Every day he's circling around some male and female clients, either having afternoon tea with this client, or having in-depth discussions with another, with a group of subordinates looking at him with admiring glances by his side.

Amidst the decaying opulence, the bright lights and swinging glasses, there is a promising "money path," and he is immersed in it.

Lime, on the other hand, is a different kind of person. He's engaged in the lowest level of work, stockbroker sounds grand, but people who understand this business know how hard it is, not just physically.

To get a customer to willingly promise to buy stocks they haven't heard of, even knowing there's a recording, isn't something that can be done just by sitting in an office with legs propped on a desk, chatting casually on the phone.

Outsiders might think stockbrokers do just that: wear decent clothes, sit in an office, prop their legs on the desk, seeing their reflection on shiny leather shoes, call a few people, and have money flowing into their account by mid-month.

Not at all. Running to exhibitions and field sites is just the basic work for Lime, these low-level stockbrokers. They also have to visit clients' homes, grasp all kinds of client preferences, and sometimes even do voluntary work for clients.

For example, weeding or doing some tasks within their power.

They also need to be adept at various conversational skills, know how to read expressions and react to sudden questions in chats, such as "If it's so profitable, why don't you, or your family, invest?"

He can endure hardships and is enduring them, which means he has ideals, pursuits. Whether he realizes it or not, everything he does now is sharpening himself for a future shine. He's a person with ideals and pursuits.

Talking money with such a person is not a problem. Everyone faces financial troubles before success, but once he obtains money and opportunities to realize life value and dreams, then Lynch's money won't bind him.

He will pursue his dreams.

Therefore, with someone like Lime, to make him willingly work hard, you have to talk about ideals, pursuits, and future.

Standing inside the office's large floor-to-ceiling window, Bupen's financial center gleamed charmingly in the sunlight. Lime's gaze was a bit dazed. After a while, he looked at Lynch, full of doubt, "Mr. Lynch, I understand what you said, but can I... really do it?"

Lynch nodded decisively, "Opportunity is only given to those who are prepared, Lime."

"One should not be arrogant, arrogance leads to losing direction, but one shouldn't be overly modest either. When others, for various reasons, dared not recommend the stocks in their hands, you did."

"You challenged fate, prepared for the best or the best result, now it's just fate giving you feedback."

"I see potential for success in you, so I'm giving you a chance. I bet your future will be incredibly brilliant!"

Lime's eyes gradually cleared up, then became a little moist, "Sorry, Mr. Lynch..." he apologized, turning around to take out a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

He wanted to cry. A young man in his twenties started seeking opportunities in Bupen after graduating high school.

He respected his parents' wish to become a plumbing apprentice at eighteen after graduating high school…

He also sold some cheap goods under the bridge for his dream…

He has seen the darkness of 1 a.m. and the dawn of 5 a.m.…

Nobody knows how hard he works, nobody knows how fragile yet strong he is beneath the dignified exterior. Lying exhausted in bed on countless late nights, feeling the darkness, accompanied by back pain and fatigue into sleep, he was filled with confusion.

Why work this hard? Isn't being a plumber fine, muddling through life each month, then marrying a woman with similar conditions, having two or three kids, living a not-so-wealthy life?

Why struggle like a bird lost in the night, isn't it better to land on the ground?

Perhaps the last spark of hope for the future hasn't been extinguished in his heart, he's still trying until this moment.

Lynch squeezed his shoulder, "You should smile, child, life gave you hardships, only then will you understand the importance and moving nature of sweetness..."

Maybe it was a moment of emotion, maybe something came to mind, Lynch sighed gently. Once, he was also someone with dreams.

But the sentiment came quickly and went quickly. The moment he smiled and restored his mood, he said, "Go to work, if you want to realize your dreams rely on your own hands to achieve it!"

Lime's tears hadn't dried yet, and he felt a little awkward, "Mr. Lynch... can I hug you?" He hurriedly explained after speaking, "I know this request might be awkward, but I really want to... you know, no one has ever said so much to me, nor given me such an opportunity."

Lynch opened his arms, like hugging a child, tightly embraced Lime, then watched him leave briskly.

"Almost touched myself..." Lynch smirked, exhaled a breath, turned back to his desk, and as he was thinking about something, the phone rang. He picked it up casually, "It's me."

Currently, the office hasn't hired any secretaries or many other staff, so the installed phone is just a regular one. Once more people are here, ordinary calls will rarely come directly to him but will be routed through the secretary's office.

Of course, this is partly to avoid nuisance from ordinary people and partly to emphasize the significance of bosses—they can always stay consistent with callers in topics because they've already prepared mentally and have all kinds of contingency plans.

"It's Fox..."

Lynch nudged his foot, the rotating chair turned him away from the office, facing the glass curtain wall, "What's up?"

"The movie production is done, the preview feedback is good, we scheduled the premiere for this Friday at 7:45 PM, you need to come..."

From filming to completing post-production, it took just two months. It might seem a short time like it was done in a rush, but it wasn't.

In this era of large capital flooding into the entertainment industry, it's normal to complete a film in a month, and it also has to do with the absence of effects in this era.

No effects, there might be some special shots, but they're ultimately few, most films are shot within half a month to a month, then edited in a week, followed by release.

Some film companies have as many as a dozen or twenty films planned just for the second half of the year. The high-density, high-intensity work compresses actors' rest time, though most won't feel it as hardship because they're making money like crazy.

Producers are making money, actors are making money, theater chains are making money, everyone is making money!

Lynch's adventurous legendary novel turned into a script immediately went into filming after receiving a holding investment. Many problems that might have existed in other companies or projects didn't become problems, so the speed was notably fast.

To create an impact, the movie hired the youngest of today's A-list male stars, handsome and charming, to underscore Lynch's image.

No, it should be to restore Lynch's image as much as possible, though they didn't do it well enough.

Now that the movie is ready to premiere, Lynch, whether as an investor, the rights adaptation person, or the prototype of the movie's protagonist, must go.

"Alright, I'll head over on Wednesday, which is tomorrow!"

Promotion for Nagariel will continue even after this film ends, with further promotions, like a semi-documentary gold-digging "series," of course, claimed as a documentary.

It will detail the changes of two individuals from the bottom of society after gold prospecting in Nagariel, who have become millionaires, owning palace-like houses locally, and countless wives.

In short, it's indeed a great place.