Darkstone Code

Chapter 1047 - 1045: Every Family Has Its Own Bible That’s Hard to Recite

"I’m going to start my internship..."

Anna spoke directly about the reason for her visit here, "I’m not planning to start my own business for now. I want to truly get involved in these matters."

"I know it’s around me, and I often see it. But in reality, I haven’t truly operated it. I hope to get closer to some high-stakes games!"

She didn’t directly say she wanted to get involved in more high-end financial and capital operations, instead, she used the term "games" as a substitute.

Many capitalists also enjoy playing games. They like to play a style called "payment," where perhaps they only play a few rounds in an afternoon, but they enjoy it.

So sometimes people also refer to high-end capital operations as "games."

In the eyes of those big capitalists, it’s just a game, a game whose win or loss won’t bother them.

Lynch didn’t immediately agree or refuse, but instead asked Mr. Pato, "I thought you would choose to work by Mr. Pato’s side. He operates at a level higher than mine."

Anna was silent for a moment. She actually had many excuses to deceive, but she also knew she might not truly convince Lynch, so she decided to speak the truth.

"That’s tough. Although he’s my father, you know, in our kind of family..."

She had a faintly sarcastic smile on her face, "...we’re not as easy as people outside imagine."

"Sometimes I’m very jealous of Severa!" She didn’t use a more mild term like envy, but directly used the most straightforward term, jealousy!

In the Federation, Gafura, and even the whole world, "jealousy" is definitely not a good word; it is often associated with malice and other similar terms.

A woman, a woman from high society, can admit to being ugly, but she’ll never admit to having a strong sense of jealousy.

This word is truly terrifying!

Yet she didn’t hesitate to say it.

"People always compare me to Severa, but do you know?"

"There’s actually no point in comparing us. She’s Mr. Wardrick’s only daughter. She’s the true princess!"

"Whatever she does or doesn’t do, she’ll inherit Mr. Wardrick’s immeasurable wealth, and her mother’s as well."

"No matter what absurd things she decides to do, Mr. Wardrick will support her without hesitation!"

"And I have always been deeply jealous of her."

"The Akiner clan is a very large family. I have about..." Anna seemed to be thinking, "about twenty or thirty siblings of the same age, all of whom have the right to inherit the position of Patriarch."

"We’re competing, guarding against each other, and attacking each other because there are too many of us. The family can’t unconditionally support our every move, so each of us only has one chance!"

At this moment, a young maid came over with drinks. Anna glanced at her, and although she inexplicably disliked this young maid, she still said "Thank you" for Lynch’s sake.

Holding the cup, she took a small sip, slightly calming the waves within her heart.

After about ten seconds, her tone gradually steadied, "If I fail at entrepreneurship the first time, I’ll forever lose the right to inherit."

"I’ll receive possibly a ten-thousandth to a hundred-thousandth share of the family stock, possibly earning a few thousand dollars a year. Then I might find a regular job in the company of one of my successful siblings, marry an average person, and have an average child."

"Thirty years later, I might still struggle to pay bills, and all of this because my first venture failed!"

"So I hope to first get involved with some of these matters, and then attempt entrepreneurship."

Lynch listened intently. This might not be the entire truth about the Akiner clan, but many parts seemed genuine.

He knows the brutal competition for inheritance rights among those Gafura nobles—a viciousness that doesn’t spare even blood relatives, like the current Emperor Gafura, a "bastard child."

He killed everyone who thought he was a bastard, then became legitimate.

In the Federation, in large families like the Akiner, and the Duncan family, the competition remains fierce.

If one fails, they forever lose their chance, and may even get stomped on.

The bigger the family, the more power becomes alluring!

And this ensures the family’s ultimate heir is always an exceptionally outstanding individual.

Not only possessing sharp business acumen and genius-level entrepreneurial skills, but also expertise in conspiracy and trickery, with a heart that is both black and ruthless!

These seemingly negative evaluations, when tied to the identity of a family heir, become praise and admiration!

Anna has only one chance; she can’t act rashly.

As for interning with Mr. Pato?

That’s impossible. Mr. Pato wouldn’t have a newbie around him, nor would he make gestures that easily lead to "misunderstandings."

Everyone is openly and covertly vying for the identity of the heir. If someone can always accompany Mr. Pato, it creates a misunderstanding—that this slut is predetermined!

If this person is outstanding in every aspect, it’s justifiable. But if they are a fool, the competitive mechanism would break apart!

Therefore, under no circumstances will Mr. Pato allow anyone to get too close to him until the next generation of family leaders is selected.

Not even his own daughter!

Great families, consortiums, conglomerates all have their own ways of succession. Perhaps these ways seem ugly and unreasonable, but it is their way of survival.

Their success over more than two centuries has increasingly convinced them that their choices are the most correct!

"You are seeking external allies." Lynch responded quickly, causing Anna to look a bit awkward.

She was about to explain something, but Lynch interrupted her, "You’re right, you’re too naive. If I were you, I wouldn’t feel embarrassed, because what I pursue is not comfort, but power, wealth, status!"

Lynch crossed his legs and rubbed his fingers, contemplating whether to agree to Anna’s request.

If she came, what could she do, what would she do, what should she do?

This is the question!

And the final question, what would he gain by accepting this application?

Without a doubt, the battle for leadership of the next generation of the Akiner Clan has already erupted, as they are all seeking external allies.

He even believes that topics like "outstanding young members of the Akiner Clan" will soon start appearing frequently.

Those young people, frequenting upscale social occasions and attending aristocratic banquets, will become the targets of public attention.

They are like birds in mating season, madly showcasing their best sides, hoping Mr. Pato will choose them.

Interesting, from this perspective, even though humanity has entered a civilized society, the instincts of the species have not been washed away.

It has even acquired some pleasant names—

Show-off, Vanity...

And all of this is just instinct.

Anna wants to win and also needs to find external allies. Lynch is this ally, and he is the only one she can think of, the most practical and most valuable ally.

The girl tried to appear... not anxious, just sitting calmly, as if whether Lynch agreed or not, it wouldn’t change her mood.

If only her fingers holding the cup weren’t turning white.

Understandable, after all, this will decide her future fate.

"The salary during the internship period is quite low..."

Anna’s eyes immediately curved into crescent shapes, rendering the previous calmness futile, she tilted her head, "It’s okay, I can pay out of my own pocket!"

This remark carries a bit of ambiguity and can be seen as an emotional release after getting the result she wanted.

This... is quite normal. Lynch didn’t find anything wrong with it, nor did he see it as a blatant hint.

"Alright, let’s start with an intern assistant position then."

Lynch began to arrange work for her and happened to recall his previous little assistant—a girl named Helen.

After certain events concluded last year, Lynch didn’t renew the contract with the young girl, for various reasons that need not be detailed here.

Sometimes it’s not that opportunities aren’t given to ordinary people from the bottom, but that when given, they can’t grasp them.

It’s like someone telling you that if you can come up with a hundred million within three days, there’s a guaranteed profitable business waiting for you.

They might even say that if you just deposit a hundred million in the bank, they can then put two hundred million into your account, but can you come up with it?

Helen was too ordinary; sometimes Lynch was a bit naive too, and ultimately it didn’t work out. She couldn’t organize Lynch’s life and work neatly, and her limitations in vision, ability, and exposure hindered her performance.

In the end, Lynch gave her three months’ salary and let her go without even a farewell meeting.

Perhaps this time, this one might perform better.

Various schedules, various arrangements, various responses, Anna was very diligent, even taking notes. By the time Lynch finished instructing her, more than an hour had passed.

She looked somewhat surprised at what was recorded in her notebook, and couldn’t help but ask, "Who usually manages these tasks?"

She hadn’t seen Lynch’s assistant, she thought there wasn’t one, but seeing these tasks now, she felt maybe that wasn’t the case.

Lynch, with a cheerful smile, indicated these weren’t much, he casually noted them down.

As it was getting late, Anna showed no intention of leaving immediately.

She didn’t hesitate for long before making a decision, "I want to stay here!"

Facing Lynch’s slightly surprised gaze, her cheeks flushed slightly, "Only this way can I coordinate with your work at all times. I don’t want to be ’returned halfway’, and I’m hoping you can write me a good reference letter!"

She shrugged lightly, pretending to be relaxed, "All for the job!"