Darkstone Code-Chapter 915 - 913: Prototype

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Chapter 915: Chapter 913: Prototype

Lynch temporarily convinced most of the shareholders, but some shareholders expressed no interest in this.

This is quite normal. In this era, wealthy individuals tend to engage more in real industries, and their dislike for these financial activities is understandable.

Especially since the recent financial disaster is still affecting everyone’s nerves, a single failure is enough to make people fearful for a long time.

For those unwilling to invest, Lynch terminated their agreements and returned one million to them—

With profits from short selling Every Moment, Lynch isn’t lacking money now.

After these people left, their equity was fully released, and those willing to try operating this investment company with Lynch began to absorb this equity.

This included the additional shares Lynch released from his hand; he reduced his personal holdings to forty percent, releasing twenty percent of the shares.

Simultaneously, Lynch released these shares at a company valuation price of 250 million. Some might have objections to this price, but no matter; Lynch is willing to sign a hedging agreement with them.

If the company valuation can exceed 250 million this year, they not only have to acquire the equity Lynch released at this price but also have to give Lynch an additional ten percent of their total holdings as a free gift.

This deal seems to be a loss—

If he didn’t give them shares according to the initial plan or didn’t use Future Light to acquire twenty percent of Every Moment’s shares, Lynch could net 60 to 70 million.

And he could exchange this money plus a bit of his own for twenty percent of Every Moment’s shares, which would be roughly worth at least two billion.

His profit would be two billion.

But now what he’s done doesn’t seem to earn him much; aside from the five million cash in hand, there’s about a billion dollars worth of stock, making it look like he’s lost five million.

However, this transaction can’t be calculated this way.

Because these shareholders themselves are a wealth they can’t even imagine.

Every Moment had previously invited these magnates to promote Every Moment with soft advertisements at an annual price of one million, using Kleve with Every Moment logos in various occasions or praising its deliciousness.

Looking at it this way, these wealthy individuals are worth at least one million.

If we add their influence, command, and industry control in more extensive fields, each person is worth millions or even tens of millions.

The rapid incubation park isn’t about placing some quality-indefinite institutions together for incubation, but incubating startup companies that can be artificially accelerated together.

This can clearly be explained with "internal circulation," where upstream and downstream enterprises cooperate up to a semi-sales system; only the coordination of multiple industrial fields can create a genuine wealth myth.

As more investment projects succeed over time, Lynch will earn more money.

Having seen off the capitalists, gentlemen who appear very elegant but are actually like wolves, Lynch leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and contemplated all the events that occurred during this period.

To break the dead-end situation, he couldn’t look for development opportunities within the Federation from the beginning.

The fixed social structure has no room for new-generation large capital forces; fierce competition leaves Lynch no space for growth, so he actively expands external resources, achieves success outwardly, and then returns to develop domestically.

It looks like his development is rapidly moving forward, but in reality, there’s no room for upward movement.

Going further touches on traditional financial factions, interests of large capitalists; research division is the most prominent example.

Those Military Industrial Groups exploit capital rules to hold shares in his company, and he can’t refuse; once these competitors, who view him as the biggest competitive threat, control his company’s shares, his future development becomes incredibly challenging.

Those people need not do anything but continually reject all his projects, refusing to initiate them, making it impossible for him to advance; this is precisely the most commonly used method by these large capital forces.

Consortiums, financial factions, and major capitalists always hold the upper hand in this Federation’s capital game; they establish various capital game rules that favor their advantages.

Forced listing and mandatory investment acceptance are their tricks.

To play this game in the Federation, you must comply with these rules, including they too.

The only difference might be that their development time faced considerably fewer opponents, unlike now where industries are relatively saturated and competition is everywhere.

Without breaking the situation, it’s always difficult to develop into truly top-tier capital power in the Federation; Lynch chose to blaze a new trail while accelerating grouping.

Investment is a very promising field with substantial cash flow, high return rates, and low tax rates, all crucial factors for its rapid growth.

According to Federation laws, financial investment gains don’t require taxes... utterly absurd and comical!

This provides a foundation for takeoff, along with numerous interest groups surrounding him, forming a natural interest group centered on him.

Even if large consortiums want to hinder development, it’s not easy; they have to deal with the shareholders first, and then him.

As long as he’s playing by the rules, he believes he won’t lose to anyone.

As for gaming outside the rules?

Maybe no one thinks like that.

Thinking about those complex matters, suddenly a pair of soft hands pressed gently on Lynch’s temples, applying just the right amount of pressure.

Lynch didn’t open his eyes and knew from the scent who it was.

He lightly grasped Vera’s wrist, enjoying a moment of peace and comfort.

"You seem quite tired," she suddenly said.

Lynch didn’t open his eyes, a slight smile appearing on his face, "People always need to find something to do for themselves. I’m only twenty-three, not old enough to retire. Considering retirement now would age me quickly."

Vera felt somewhat sentimental, somewhat wistful. Many people only see Lynch’s glamorous side, just like those people earlier, what they’ve seen and heard.

But few know how exhausted he truly is, even Vera can sense what he needs—warmth, tranquility, brief respite.

So she is always like gentle water, embracing him and everything about him.

"You’ve done well enough. Many at your age haven’t even achieved one percent of what you’ve accomplished."

Lynch couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Hearing flattering words from someone you like, regardless of its truth, is always a pleasing thing."

He reached out and pulled Vera into his lap, holding her, burying his head in her chest, taking a deep breath, quietly as if he were asleep.

Just as Lynch was enjoying a moment of tranquility, others were discussing him, such as Mr. Wardrick and Mr. Pato.

The two attended a small internal event of the Saint Harmony Association. Each year, Saint Harmony Association hosts various activities under different names, inviting members of various levels.

This time they invited level three members; it’s mid-year, and everyone needs to sit down and discuss developments of the past six months or just idly chat.

Secondly, there are some matters to be discussed.

Emperor Gafura designated the Amelia Region as a "Special Zone," entirely opening the free market economy, rendering nobles powerless in interfering with commerce.

After overcoming initial discomfiture, Gafura’s mainland capital quickly adapted to competition, to the point that Federation merchants no longer hold any advantage.

Especially as a batch of emerging nobles from Gafura mainland, carrying ample funds, swarmed into Amelia. These nobles are filthy rich, so wealthy they act irrationally.

Sometimes these nobles naïvely compete with Federation merchants, spending more money to accomplish tasks.

It’s very foolish... But it has also presented Federation capital forces with unprecedented obstacles.

Some lower-level Saint Harmony Association members are also developing over there; Lynch’s overseas expansion followed by domestic growth inspired many.

If one wishes to develop, no opportunity exists within a narrow controlled space; only by venturing outside can opportunities arise.

Thus, information from over there quickly exchanges with Federation Mainland.

Having tasted the sweetness of free competition, Gafura’s capitalists are no longer content with merely Amelia’s market; they’re beginning to expand further, even planning to group together to seek development opportunities in the Federation.

The core of this Saint Harmony Association senior members’ gathering is to caution these consortiums, financial cliques, and major capitalists to beware of Gafura’s capital and capitalists.

However, everyone appears rather relaxed, and Mr. Pato and Mr. Wardrick even discussed other topics.

"Lynch plans to establish his own consortium, his development speed is too fast..." Mr. Pato’s slightly peculiar emphasis felt strange but welcomed at times.

After all, it’s a symbol of nobility.

Mr. Wardrick nodded, "I wonder if this time he’ll once again develop unpredictably like every other time." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

He glanced around, taking out a delicate gem-studded cigarette case and lighter from his waistcoat, lighting a cigarette for himself, "It’s always the same faces. I’m somewhat tired of it."

Mr. Pato’s attention was clearly not on his words; he picked up the lighter Mr. Wardrick left on the table and named its brand and name.

Mr. Wardrick immediately chuckled, "I’ve always said, if these people were smart, they should give Lynch some money, preferably shares."

"At least doing so would aid their development, and people might show them some respect."

Mr. Pato nodded earnestly in agreement, "Indeed, they’ve received benefits, they ought to contribute."

At the charity auction held by the First Lady, Lynch spent a million to buy his lighter, which sparked many people’s interest in this lighter.

With reporters’ coverage, Lynch’s lighter usage was exposed, and instantly this high-end but relatively niche lighter manufacturer almost sold out!

Now the prices are continuously rising; newly released high-end lighters are selling for 120,000 each. It’s simply unbelievable!