Darkstone Code

Chapter 661 - 0659 A person posts an article on the operating table

Wealth moves the heart.

Since ancient times, how many tales of joy and sorrow have been drawn from issues of wealth, and how many instances of justice and evil are hidden within?

For the sake of money, trampling upon the boundaries of law and morality wouldn’t even make some people pause for a second to ponder if it’s appropriate; all they care about is how much they can earn!

Mr. Wardrick’s words were clear to Lynch, and he even understood the underlying implications behind them, such as... eliminating the person daring to block everyone’s path to riches.

Such things aren’t rare, whether in the past, present, or future.

In terms of power, Lynch cannot compare to those presidents who have been assassinated; he has no real power in his hands.

Regarding wealth and status, he also falls short of those important members on the board of large consortiums.

He can’t match those people who frequently appear on front page headlines, those capitalists who dare to take sinister actions.

If Lynch did not have his own armed force, his Darkstone Security, those people might not even bother to warn him!

After Mr. Wardrick finished speaking, he looked at Lynch, wanting to see his reaction.

Frustration?

Disappointment?

Hatred for his own incapability?

Nothing at all. He remained as calm and poised as ever; the true fluctuations of his heart never showed on his face, which intrigued Mr. Wardrick even more.

Many people find it hard to control their expressions of pessimism upon hearing bad news; their eyes, expressions, and body language could betray their inner thoughts.

What was going on inside Lynch at this moment?

Had he already collapsed?

Or was he holding on with sheer will?

He was curious, eager to know.

After about ten seconds, Lynch slightly lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. As he swallowed the bitter yet subtly sweet liquid, he looked up at Wardrick, his Adam’s apple moving slightly, "Mr. Wardrick, you know, I’ve heard a saying..."

Mr. Wardrick nodded, indicating he was listening, and motioned for Lynch to continue.

"It’s not a long saying, ’If a person is not entangled by desire, they won’t back down from anything.’"

Mr. Wardrick slightly frowned and carefully "chewed" over the saying back and forth for a moment, then relaxed his brow and nodded seemingly in agreement or appreciation, "A phrase filled with wisdom; you always seem to hear wise words others do not."

"Because I am a person of wisdom as well!" Lynch joked a little, not too modestly, yet without evoking dislike.

Their laughter gradually subsided, and Mr. Wardrick asked a question, "The words are indeed wise, but the situation described does not apply to you now."

"You have desires; you want to obtain that order from the Governor of Amelie, you’re burdened by desire, you’ll back down."

Of course, Lynch couldn’t deny a fact, "You’re right, Mr. Wardrick, I don’t know if you’ve realized this; I’m not expressing that I’m burdened by desire, I’m expressing that those behind you are equally burdened by desire."

"They have too many desires, so they constantly change their positions and methods to cater to them, which means as long as the constraints are sufficient, they will bow down."

"What are we pursuing as such people?" Lynch asked.

Sitting next to him, Mr. Wardrick didn’t hesitate much, "Wealth, in the Federation wealth is more influential than power."

Lynch nodded, "Then as long as I make them feel pain, they will retreat, and I can advance further, so can you."

Mr. Wardrick put down the coffee cup he had been holding, "What do you mean?"

Lynch’s smile slightly changed on his face, his fingers interlaced, resting on his knees, "If the people behind you made that six-billion order you mentioned possible, resulting in substantial financial losses, what would happen?"

When Lynch said this, Mr. Wardrick instinctively felt it was impossible. As a successful consortium, they must have a sound legal department skilled in domestic and even foreign mainstream country laws.

The purchase contract signed between Soron and the company only awaits the final signing steps, and it is something that will not change, backed by the efforts of many people behind it.

Additionally, for the consortium, this must be a sure-fire, profitable deal; once the product is manufactured, it can be converted to cash, so how could there be substantial financial losses in this situation?

Therefore, he instinctively denied the possibility, as if someone told you, what if a star fell down and hit someone, making you feel it’s just a joke.

But jokes depend on who says them.

Some lack weight, and their truths are seen as jokes by others.

Some have enough weight, and even their jokes make others seriously ponder if there’s a hint in the words.

He thought seriously for a long while, unable to find any potential problem within, and could only shake his head, "What you said...I’m quite uncertain."

"Then just take it as a joke!" Lynch said with a smile, but since he really said it, how could Mr. Wardrick possibly just regard it as a joke?