Anyone who knew Lin Qi knew that he had risen from nothing.
Once they had cast off all the jealousy, unwillingness, and other emotions in their hearts, they would all give Lin Qi one evaluation: "Remarkable."
There would always be someone who stood above the times, making the entire world serve as his backdrop.
The governor stood to the side, feeling deeply moved, with a few thoughts of his own.
His relationship with Lin Qi was nowhere near as close—or even intimate—as Senator Landon's relationship with him.
But he did not think Lin Qi had failed to value him. The 360,000 in annual fund income from the bank was the best proof that Lin Qi valued him.
Senators received 480,000 a year.
Representatives received 120,000 a year.
Lin Qi had directly established a rule: who received how much, and when they received it, all had to follow his rules.
It could not be said to be a huge sum. Some people could earn more than a million a year.
But it could not be called little, either. After all, there were still people below who could only earn two or three hundred thousand a year. This was a moderately high level, and nobody had any major objections.
That was not only because this was merely a base amount that would continue increasing in the future, but also because of the cohesion, unity, and Lin Qi's own strength.
For those who hoped to go further, if they could join this small circle, they would be willing even without taking any money.
Not to mention that Lin Qi would give them money—clean money.
This young man was truly remarkable! After a brief exchange, Lin Qi left them behind. There were still many people waiting for him.
Next came the Big Six Banks.