One Fish, Three Ways
For every person who is happy, there will be someone who is disappointed. Regardless of whether these people believe that Lin Qi was deceiving them before, at least now they have seen some of the truth.
Money, there is nothing more real than money. Some people hold four hundred yuan, but their eyes are fixed on the much more money in other people's hands.
They were actually very perfunctory. Before they knew whether the job was really that magical, their attitude was very perfunctory. They didn't even consider working here for a long time. They only wanted to see the results after the first auction before making a choice.
They now regret their slackness over the past week, a regret that only becomes apparent when there is a huge difference in returns. They also intend to work hard and strive to become the kind of person who stands out in the next auction.
Where everyone's eyes were focused, several twelve- or thirteen-year-old newsboys, their mouths dry, received a commission from Lin Qi —a commission of over eight thousand yuan. Their contribution was almost equal to the total of the other ten or so people combined.
They themselves were unaware of the wealth myth they had created. They were simply handing out flyers to people who needed them, as Lin Qi had instructed. None of them even considered that they had the potential to earn commissions; it was just a job.
In fact, these kids have an advantage over Richard and others. The advantage is in two aspects. First, they run around on the streets all day long, and they may not even realize it themselves, but they know how to assess a person's worth by their clothes.
The second advantage is their wide reach. They are not just one person, but many people, which allows more high-quality "resources" to see the flyers, while also maximizing the screening of potential customers.
Richard and his group didn't lose to the group as a whole, but to the individuals within that group. In fact, the children weren't exactly the winners. If the money were divided equally among them, their income would instantly plummet to the lower-middle range.
Lin Qi smiled as he watched the children excitedly whispering, their faces flushed, away from everyone else. He watched the crowd around Richard, who offered praise and flattery. He saw Wood standing behind Richard, smiling as he watched it all. It was like a fleeting moment in a miniature society.
Lin Qi's promise has been fulfilled. The first auction alone generated such huge profits that he didn't need to subsidize it himself. At least five people will be able to receive commissions of more than 10,000 yuan by the end of the month.
Such enormous profits made everyone's eyes red with envy. In Sabine City, where the average monthly salary is only a little over two hundred, what does it mean to earn more than ten thousand yuan a month? Ten thousand yuan is roughly the sum of a family's various savings and funds over seven or eight years, but they earned that in just one month. They could proudly tell others that they were at the top of Sabine City's monthly income, at least at the forefront of the working class.
Lin Qi waited until their emotions calmed down a bit before pouring some cold water on their enthusiasm, saying, "This is a great start, but not every time will there be this much transaction volume. People are always interested in new things, and this kind of booming scene won't last long."
This statement is not just a casual remark. The economic downturn will continue for a long time, and many families will completely cancel any purchase plans, not even considering second-hand goods, and transaction volume will gradually decline.
Fortunately, the Sabah has a population of 800,000, with approximately 150,000 to 200,000 households, not all of which are impoverished. The secondhand goods trade will continue, but it is unlikely to achieve the remarkable results it has today.
This is why Lin Qi immediately extended the plan to the entire state. One city couldn't support his ambition; he had to take the whole state under his control to get what he wanted.
Wealth, fame, status, and authority.
The people in the room calmed down a bit because of his words, and Richard also stopped smiling. He had just enjoyed the even more terrifying profits he had recently received, and now Lin Qi's blow immediately cleared the heat from his head.
He likes this kind of life, and he feels he can't live without it.
He chats and boasts with different people every day, then sits somewhere and makes money. Others even thank him for the opportunity. He's starting to get a little hooked on this kind of life, even though it's only been a few days.
Seeing that these guys had calmed down, Lin Qi nodded in satisfaction. He beckoned to Richard, took the list in his hand, and looked down as he read, saying, "From Elementary School to entering society, we all know that there are not only rewards in this world, but also punishments..." This half-sentence suddenly made the atmosphere in the room a little heavy. They didn't know what Lin Qi meant.
After reviewing the list, Lin Qi handed it to Vera, then turned to look at the others. "It's the same for me. We're racing against time, and I can't waste our limited resources on some of you."
"I heard that some of you didn't go out to work for the first three or four days, and only started to get into the role in the last two days. Maybe we have different views on work and life."
"I won't force you to agree with my values, and I won't be lenient with yours either. Seventeen people, and the last five are eliminated. You can pack your things and go home..."
Lin Qi had talked about this bottom-ranking elimination system at the beginning, but no one paid attention to it at the time, and many people even forgot about it because they thought they would leave in a week anyway, so whether they were eliminated or not didn't matter.
But when they saw the top salespeople, led by Newsboy, Richard, and Wood, and their commissions, these men were unwilling to leave.
To put it bluntly, even if they slept here all day, they could still earn hundreds or thousands a month. Why would they leave? But Lin Qi's words plunged them into despair. The guy who was smugly holding four hundred yuan couldn't even hold onto the money and was completely dumbfounded.
Soon the two groups split into three. The children remained independent, standing a little distance behind Lin Qi, watching what was happening with a detached air. This was why Wood was initially puzzled about the relationship between the children and Lin Qi; their relationship with Lin Qi didn't seem like that of an employee and boss.
The second group consisted of Richard, Wood, and the twelve remaining sales staff. While the bottom-ranking elimination system made them feel the pressure, it also gave them a sense of superiority. They coldly observed those who had been calling them brothers just a minute ago.
The third group of people had strange expressions. Some had sad expressions on their faces, some were regretful, some were panicked, and some were angry. They were all looking at Lin Qi, saying what they wanted to say, hoping to salvage the opportunity.
Faced with their pleas or anger, Lin Qi did not immediately respond. He simply looked at them and waited for about three to five minutes. Just when everyone thought that nothing could be changed, Lin Qi suddenly spoke.
"Actually, I can give you a chance, or rather, you still have a chance to get this job back."
"Starting from the next auction, I will fix the total number of bidding seats, Richard ..." He looked at Richard, who responded with "Boss" and stepped forward. Lin Qi looked at him and said, "All of you will receive one hundred bidding seats for free, including the children. The number of seats will remain the same, and they will be free."
"You..." He turned his gaze back to the people in front of him, "Five yuan per seat, valid only once. This is your punishment, but also your opportunity."
"As long as the people you find can sell for more than your 'cost,' you can make a lot of money."
"Continue or end it, the choice is yours!"