Chapter 103: Resistance will only lead to heavier injuries, and being a socialite

The federation of this era can be said to be the best era, everything is developing savagely.

In a situation where social rules are not yet fully perfected, where people's courage has not yet been bound by the judiciary, and where desire will crush reason.

Here, now, will be the best era in the long history of the entire federation.

It is better than when the federation was just established, because complete lack of order is not necessarily a good era; people had no good life outside of looting.

At this very moment, it is at a very interesting time node, everything is the best.

Future historians, social scholars, will use "Golden Age" to summarize what is happening here at this moment, and what is about to happen.

At that time, they will probably use "gold everywhere" to describe everything happening at this time.

Higher income, lower unemployment rate, everyone has money.

Because everything is still in the primitive stage, still in the stage of savage development.

You can take a stack of banknotes to the police station and give five dollars to every police officer you see.

They will not refuse, they will only smile at you and say "Good morning, sir" or "Good afternoon, sir," then thank you for your generosity, and finally put the money into their pockets.

Instead of refusing you to do so, and telling you in a difficult way that they cannot accept your money.

When you are committing a crime and happen to encounter them enforcing the law, they will smile and put away their weapons, telling you and the other victim that everything must be a misunderstanding!

But this is also the worst era, because everything is hanging in the balance; it can be the ladder for you to move toward success, or it can be the express train that sends you to hell.

You never know what you are going to face.

Recently, Lanse has been paying attention to some newspaper reports. They reported that some federal local financial tycoons were sanctioned for violating the "Monopoly Law," but strangely, the more they were sanctioned, the richer these fortunes became, and the larger their scale became.

Originally, a company monopolized an industry, and its market value was only one billion.

But now this company has been split into ten companies, each with a market value of five hundred million, and the core shareholders are all themselves.

In an instant, their assets expanded five times, but the federal government and capitalists told the public that the monopoly had disappeared!

And those foreign capitalists, just because they were unwilling to take the federal people with them when they were making a fortune, were dismembered, put on the dining table, and became delicacies.

For the federal people, this is the best era; they can wantonly trample on the law to savagely loot all the wealth they want.

But for people outside the federal people, this is the worst era. If you cannot make the federal people feel that you are full of thorns, then they definitely don't mind preparing seasonings and cooking methods for you in advance.

Just like... Director Du Ke at this time.

Lanse looked at him. This is not the last time he will be blackmailed; this is just the beginning. And Lanse also knows very clearly that Director Du Ke cannot refuse such blackmail.

His struggle now is essentially meaningless.

Considering that everyone is a fellow imperial countryman, holding the idea of uniting more imperial people, Lanse said softly, "Director Du Ke, actually my personal suggestion is for you to talk to the mayor, give him twenty thousand dollars, privately, and then give Arthur two hundred thousand to solve this matter."

"Instead of trying to do it through other potentially more intense means."

"Maybe my metaphor is not very appropriate. If you feel offended, please forgive me."

"This is like you at this time being a beautiful young lady, blocked in an alley with no exit by a group of thugs in the middle of the night. They took away your property and demanded that you take off your clothes."

"You feel very difficult, so now you are thinking about whether to resist. You might think that resistance will make them lose courage, thereby losing further infringement on you."

"However, Director Du Ke, sometimes resistance not only cannot play such a role, but will make them reveal a more brutal side."

"At first, they might just want... to get a little sweetness from you, but because your resistance makes them feel that they have been looked down upon, they not only want sweetness, but also want your life."

Director Du Ke looked straight at Lanse. This example is really offensive, but it also gives him a feeling of hitting the heart!

That feeling... is so right!

That's it, a group of hooligans, surrounding him, and now he wants to resist.

Director Du Ke looked at Lanse, his expression a bit strange, wanting to laugh, but also wanting to cry, somewhat distorted.

"Could it be that I can only endure their infringement?" When he said this, he suddenly couldn't help but laugh. The sound was very slight, and it stopped quickly, but he did laugh.

There is self-mockery, laughter at Lanse's exaggerated humor in the metaphor, and also helpless laughter.

The assistant's expression was also a bit distorted. It was very impolite to laugh at this time, but... he turned sideways, ignoring Director Du Ke's warning eyes, shook for a while, and then turned back.

Lanse nodded. "You endured it, and all you lost was a little dignity."

"But you resisted, and what you might lose is everything you have."

"If you are not a billionaire, you are someone like me, with no burden, then let them come!"

"Before the last moment arrives, no one knows whether they are infringing on me, or I am infringing on them!"

This is also a very interesting phenomenon. The organized crime groups in the federation at this time are developing crazily, among which the scale of some criminal organizations is already quite astonishing, not lower than the income of those large financial groups.

But no one has ever gone to trouble them; instead, they have relatively close contact with them, because every looter knows that these gangs are not easy to deal with.

If you are not careful, you will prick your hand, and the poison on the needle tip will make them lose their lives.

On the contrary, those foreign capitals that have no threat and no thorns are their best targets.

Listening to these words Lanse said, some things he didn't quite understand in the past suddenly became clear. His mood now is a bit relaxed. "Then it seems I can only do this?"

Lanse considered for a while, and under Director Du Ke's expectant gaze, said softly, "Actually, there is another way, bankruptcy."

"Bankruptcy?"

Lanse took out a cigarette, and the assistant hurriedly took out an exquisite silver lighter to light the cigarette for Lanse. "Yes, bankruptcy."

"You have no value to be looted, so they won't trouble you. This is like... when they lift your hair intending to commit violence, they find that you are the ugliest person in the federation."

"That will make them lose all interest at once!"

"And you, you are also safe!"

"Sometimes poverty is not trouble. For us immigrants, it is instead a kind of protection."

"Who would go to trouble a poor-to-death immigrant?"

"They can't hide in time. Being bitten by an immigrant can only be bitten in vain. Do you still want to bite back?"

Director Du Ke looked at Lanse in amazement. "I have never heard of anyone who sees through the surface so thoroughly and points directly to the core. You are the first, Lanse."

"A way outside of my obedience and resistance, I am very curious, you are so young, why do you have such terrible wisdom?"

Lanse took a puff of smoke. "Maybe it's because I don't want to become someone like you."

Director Du Ke paused for a moment, and then fell silent.

Lanse was still saying, "Whether you want to anger them, or obey them, or let them know that you make them unable to bite, you must be mentally prepared to bear the corresponding consequences."

"Of course, my personal suggestion is still the same. If you want to squeeze into the upper-class circle of the federation, you have to learn to be a socialite first."

"Even if it's to be a mistress for different people."

"What you want to get, you must pay for. Director Du Ke, logically speaking, your experience should be richer than mine, and you should know better than me that there is no gain without paying."

"The more you get, the more you pay!"

Director Du Ke then smiled bitterly. He also lit a cigarette himself. "You indeed provided many ideas, but it seems we haven't done anything again. I am not reconciled, Lanse."

"It was like this when I was in the empire."

"The nobles oppressed and exploited us, I had to come to the federation, developed for more than ten years, I achieved success again, and then the nobles of the federation started again."

"You are very right, as long as I haven't entered the upper-class circle for a day, to them, I will always just be a socialite."

"Use it when needed, and throw it away when used up."

He extinguished the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of in the ashtray, then stood up and reached out his hand. "Very grateful for the help you provided me, it made me think clearly about many things."

"I decided to give you a gift, I hope you won't refuse."

Lanse revealed an appropriate, just-right curiosity. He looked at the assistant. "Let the lawyer prepare a debt transfer agreement, and transfer the debts we picked out before to Lanse for the price of one dollar."

The assistant was stunned for a moment, but soon went to do it.

Director Du Ke looked at Lanse. "I know you might feel... this is not a good gift. Of course, I also have my own thoughts. My funds are very tight now, and I can't take out too much money to reward you. These debts might be another way to thank you, if you can get them back."

Lanse was a bit curious. "How much?"

Director Du Ke was silent for a while, and then couldn't help but laugh and say, "About five hundred thousand."

Lanse couldn't help but click his tongue after hearing this. "Director Du Ke, although we are friends, at this moment after I learned this number, I even want to join them to blackmail you!"

Director Du Ke also laughed. "You should have been earlier."

He made a decision: if he must be a socialite, then he must be the most glorious, most high-end socialite in this circle.

By the way, socialites in the upper-class circle are not called socialites; this address is too vulgar, they are called—

Socialite!

1: Using the dark night to describe that the federal law cannot illuminate people at this time, using the dead-end alley to metaphorically describe that people try to find a way out through legal means such as law, to describe the darkness of the federation at this time. ===== CHAPTER 104 =====