[“Join our Savior Society.” No. 1 said to Zong Heng, whose pupils shrank slightly. “Professionals with star-level talents are not rare. I admit that you talented geniuses have the strength to establish a battle group on your own.”
"However, there is a gap between chapters. Even if you are excellent and know how to use the academy to build a future chapter, I'm afraid that with the system, scale and cohesion of the Iron Blood Society, the end point in the future will only be a C-level chapter."
The words of Clone No. 1 were like sharp blades, constantly stabbing into Zong Heng's heart.
As a proud child of heaven who has lived in the aura of genius since childhood, he awakened his star-level talent after being admitted to Donghua University, and even ranked first on the so-called Proud List, becoming the strongest genius of Donghua University.
Zong Heng's heart was not as complacent as people imagined. Instead, as graduation time approached, he became more and more anxious, even... panicked!
Because he knows very well.
The outside world is Donghua University. When he goes out into the world with his unrivaled talent and is compared with those long-established masters and even the war groups, the most he can be described as a young man to be feared.
When walking through the gate of Tung Wah University.
He will no longer be the unique son of heaven. Even if he can found a chapter, he will only be an ordinary one among tens of thousands of chapters. The dazzling halo will no longer stay on him. Even if he can still obtain a very high social status compared to ordinary people, it will still be a world of difference from the current level that no one can reach.
Becoming mediocre is undoubtedly the fact that geniuses can most easily accept.
But Zong Heng had no way to refute it. He was not even sure that he could turn the Iron Blood Society into a war group, let alone stand out from the war group and continue to carry on the myth he had in Donghua Academy...
"People say that choice depends more on talent than hard work." No. 1 looked at Zong Heng in front of him with a smile.
He walked to Zong Heng's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Although I can guarantee that as long as you join the Salvation Society, I will definitely choose you as the next president or leader of the Salvation Society, but what I can guarantee is that after I lead the Salvation Society to a certain level, I will hand over the Salvation Society to the most trustworthy person in the Salvation Society."
"If you are confident that you can become the one who can lead the Salvation Society, then choose the Salvation Society. You will become the youngest leader of an A-ranked regiment in the world, and the two hundred members of the Salvation Society will fight to the death for you!"
"You don't need to give me an answer immediately. Tomorrow is the monthly meeting of the Salvation Society. I invite you to attend the ceremony as a special guest. After that, you can give me the answer."】
[Having said that, No. 1 took a calm step and was the first to leave the meeting room.
No. 1 knew very well that, in fact, since Zong Heng held back and came to the Salvation Society and proposed the idea of acquiring the Salvation Society, this former number one genius of Donghua University was already in the hands of the Salvation Society!
As a genius, his pride and self-confidence would prevent him from considering or believing that he would lose to others and would not be able to inherit the ability to save the world.
Even if there were no other external factors, Zong Heng's final answer could only be the Salvation Society!
Not to mention, after tomorrow, he will deeply realize the fundamental difference between the Salvation Society and the Iron Blood Society!!】
【Awakening Calendar January 2nd..】
[Before the monthly meeting of the Salvation Society, Avatar 1 and Avatar 2 secretly went to the Nightingale headquarters in the third district of Donghua City.]
[After more than two months of rapid development and acquisitions, Nightingale has now completely "monopolized" the smuggling market in District 3. The process is both coercive and violent, and it is purely squeezing the profits of smuggling, thus forcing other smugglers to have no profits at all, and even to go bankrupt..
People are all profit-seeking.
Especially for a business like smuggling props that violates the law, it needs to be supported by astonishing profits before people are willing to take risks.
But now, with Nightingale's 5% of the ultimate smuggling props sold, other smugglers have no way to make a living. They risk being killed and earning money as waiters, but no one with a normal mind is willing to do it.
But they couldn't raise any desperate hatred towards Nightingale. Nightingale was obviously supported by funds, and they had no problem competing with Nightingale in terms of money and background.
The smuggling market is all about being willing to accept defeat, not to mention that Nightingale did not kill them all, but opened the door to them, indicating that any smuggler who still wants to make a living in this industry can become a part of Nightingale. Nightingale will unconditionally provide them with a fixed salary based on their past performance, and even share the profits with them after Nightingale turns profitable.
This is a business system that is extremely advanced compared to the mafia. These smugglers who roam in illegal areas will not only feel hatred towards Nightingale because they are crushed by Nightingale's capital, but will instead feel grateful that Nightingale has left them a way out.
If they are willing to join Nightingale, it will be no different from selling their lives to Nightingale, because when they receive dividends from Nightingale's shares, their definition of Nightingale will change from someone else's organization to their own property.
The Nightingale is a huge creature that they cannot create by their own strength, so they will especially cherish their ownership of the Nightingale, and then willingly do their best for the Nightingale's growth.
The fundamental reason why many far-sighted small companies give stock incentives to entrepreneurial teams or outstanding employees is precisely this, and it is a blatant conspiracy. Even though the employees who are motivated by stocks know that the few shares they have are shackled by the directors and may be taken away by the management at any time, and they know that this is just a bait for the capitalists to further exploit them, they still cannot refuse the transformation from being a partner to a partner, and they flock to it, regarding it as the highest pursuit of their working life.
This is true for the business elites of large companies, and even more so for smugglers or smuggling gangsters who roam in illegal areas.
Relying on this set of capital's carrot policy, Fat Tiger encountered almost no obstacles in the process of integrating the smuggling market in the Third District. With extraordinary success, he swallowed up almost all the smuggling gangs and outstanding individual smugglers in the entire Third District.
Among the current Nightingale gang, there are more than 60 business managers (former smugglers), and the rest of the purchasing thugs, thugs, and customer service add up to more than 300 people. The industrial chain formed directly serves more than 100 illegal smuggling customers in the third district! Even with such a low profit, the monthly smuggling trade volume has exceeded 12 million!
In order to prevent being attacked by the federal government, they even followed the instructions of No. 1 and bought the relationship of the deputy director of the third district in advance as a protective umbrella, and also planned to use this as a springboard to contact and win over more federal officials.