A better living environment, better educational opportunities, better... everything! What did the working class silently endure the capitalists' oppression and exploitation for? Wasn't it for money?
Sometimes, ideals and ambitions weren't all that noble in the face of money! Lin Qi surveyed these people and said softly, "I don't know how others do things, but this is how I do them."
"I'll deposit a legitimate income into your accounts on a regular basis. This money isn't payment for hiring you, nor is it money to buy your personal dignity."
"It exists because I don't want you to do things you don't want to do for the sake of money."
"For example, accepting bribes."
"When you no longer have to worry about income or money, you'll have the ability and courage to refuse other people's ulterior motives disguised as kindness."
"That is the purpose of this money!"
The Little President listened, utterly captivated. He never would have expected Lin Qi to possess such noble sentiments, and he was proud to have a friend like him.
The others, meanwhile, were more or less won over by Lin Qi's words.
They were all adults with independent personalities and values. They could think for themselves and distinguish right from wrong.
Lin Qi had given them power and wealth, and all they had to do was stand on Lin Qi's side regarding certain issues.
If that counted as harsh, then nothing in this world could be called lenient!
Everyone wore a different expression. Most of them accepted Lin Qi's explanation and prepared to accept the money with a clear conscience.
Just then, someone spoke up. "Mr. Lin Qi, if we're selected as Federal Government officials, will the Federal Government pay us a salary?"
Lin Qi nodded. "Of course. On the first Wednesday of every month,