"I don't quite understand!" Asir felt a bit ashamed because his thinking could never keep up with Lynch, whether in the past, present, or future, his thoughts were always slower than Lynch's.

He didn't quite understand how to make money together with everyone, was it to give these workers shares?

That was completely unnecessary. Indeed, there were some pitiful people among them, but perhaps the unfairness happening to them also created a certain inherent flaw.

They would deceive, cheat, and Asir had already been tricked by several of his compatriots.

The first was a worker in the factory, who privately approached him saying his sister was sick and needed money for treatment but couldn't afford the expensive medical bills, hoping the kind Asir would give him some money...

At that time, Asir was a good person, a nice gentleman, and he unhesitatingly took out five thousand Nagariel and gave it to the worker.

Five thousand Nagariel when converted to Federation Sol might not be worth much, over forty dollars, but in Nagariel, it's undoubtedly a huge sum.

A few days later, the worker no longer mentioned the matter, but Asir kindly asked about it. The worker said his sister received treatment and was very grateful to Asir.

To avoid increasing the worker's guilt, Asir changed his clothes and secretly checked if the worker's sister was truly cured, only to find out that she was working as a prostitute, and he used the money to pay off his gambling debts.

This discovery deeply hurt Asir, but he said nothing.

Then came the second one, the third one, and eventually, he became numb and indifferent toward those workers, unable to discern who was telling the truth and who was lying, he just didn't want to be deceived.

So when Lynch mentioned making money together with everyone, Asir felt... maybe the boss was too kind and hadn't seen the filth inside people's hearts here.

Even though he felt guilty thinking of his compatriots this way, these were his true thoughts, reflecting a psychological transformation from initial anger to indifference.

Lynch didn't know Asir had thought so much in such a short time; he nodded, "I'm just providing them with a possibility, an opportunity, a tangible attempt. Isn't this what you hoped for before?"

He looked at Asir, who slightly lowered his head and turned away, "Turn to the first page from the back and take a good look..."

Asir followed Lynch's instruction, flipping the plan document in his hand, and was slightly stunned, as it contained a very special chart.

Surprised, he looked up at Lynch, who always inadvertently displayed something that puzzled and amazed him.

This was something... he didn't know how to describe it.

This was a system of employment and a method of wage settlement initially based on a day-rate system, where workers would get a day's wage at the factory for completing the corresponding work within one day.

This amount wasn't small, but compared to what came later, it seemed not so much.

After a hundred consecutive day-rate payouts without any accidents or incomplete work or losses occurring,

workers could advance one level in rank within the factory, entering the second-tier salary system: the weekly wage.

Each week's pay, simply converted, was approximately equivalent to ten days of day-rate wage.

With slightly higher weekly wages, the next stage is the monthly wage, which offers even more salary.

The monthly salary is equivalent to what one would earn in six weeks at the weekly wage rate, or about sixty day's day-rate wages.

The monthly wage marks the terminal stage of the salary distribution method, yet ranking can still advance up to level five.

A level five worker's monthly income is roughly four to five times that of a day-rate worker's pay; even Asir thought this wage amount would only be attained by very few in the Federation.

It was approximately equivalent to six hundred Sol money, about seventy to eighty thousand Nagariel.

"It's too much!" Asir couldn't help but remark, placing the chart down and looking at Lynch, "It's too much, Mr. Lynch, I mean we don't need to give them so much money; they can work for us with less money. With this money, we can hire more people."

"If you're worried that they might slack off or do other things, we can also introduce a competitive mechanism to instill a sense of crisis in them, no need to offer such high salaries!"

Asir actually had another worry, once these workers get accustomed to receiving high wages, it would cause trouble if adjustments were needed in the future.

Lynch chuckled softly, "Asir, my friend, have you ever seen me do anything foolish?"

Asir didn't continue to argue, driven by his blind trust and even admiration for Lynch, he looked at the document again.

Upon the second glance, new feelings and experiences surfaced compared to before; maybe... there were things within that he didn't understand, possibly those were Lynch's "Magic Power."

Asir quickly left with his assignment; he was to travel throughout the entire Province to promote labor recruitment policies and recruit some workers. To prevent a recurrence of previous incidents, Lynch had the Senior Soldier arrange for some people to protect Asir and his entourage.

In fact, the issues he worried about had already been considered by Lynch.

The most correct and appropriate way to protect rights is to have a legitimate legal document that stands firm anywhere.

On the basis of being reasonable, lawful, and logical, even if Lynch overstepped a bit, others wouldn't say much.

As long as these people join Lynch's company, they will sign an agreement, starting as the lowest-level worker, paid daily, to the highest level of worker, with a time span of fifteen years.

Additionally, any promotions beyond level three require the completion of certain tasks, similar to the "advancements" in some of the Federation's tabletop role-playing games, requiring key items.

Here, they are required to meet fixed criteria, such as their technical expertise meeting Federation technical standards, enabling them to become "senior technical workers," and accepting various company-assigned tasks, like being dispatched to work in other countries, etc.

Some tasks are easy, like being sent to work abroad, but others are not so easy, like advancing professionally, which requires not just money, but enough connections.

If someone can persist here for fifteen years, even if Lynch or the company's management may sometimes be less than kind to them, they will endure it, let alone them intentionally causing trouble.

It should be known that Lynch not only has caring benevolence but also fatherly discipline. Workers above level one, that is, those paid weekly or monthly, if they make a mistake, their level will be reduced to a daily pay level to start over.

No matter how much they have contributed to the company, if the company deems their mistakes unforgivable, they will lose everything they have contributed.

Moreover, this is an extremely effective selection system with a filtering mechanism. Longer pay cycles will make those who could initially endure only a little bit able to endure more and more, until they meet the capitalists' needs.

When someone has invested too much time in something, and harbors some hope and belief in it, they become unable to leave it.

A hundred days is enough to filter out those who can endure hardship. Perhaps initially, some can slip into the weekly pay system, but with changes in the system, they will eventually be assimilated into one kind of person, honest people.

As long as they listen, they can make money with the company.

The sky-high salaries previously unimagined, working abroad, and possibly having expatriation allowances—this is life in paradise!

Thus begins the next phase of life change—is this perhaps what is called corporate culture?

The next morning, close to ten o'clock, Lynch was already waiting in the reception room.

It must be said that Provincial Governor Drag is indeed good at enjoyment. Within the dense forest lies a palace-like complex, characterized by a grand and open style with a fully open structure.

Sitting in a wooden rattan chair, of course, with soft cushions on it, the surrounding tropical trees swayed in the wind, making the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other.

Waves of heat filtered through these trees and layers of shade finally entered this room, which resembled some kind of huge pavilion-corridor, becoming exceptionally pleasant.

Those tropical trees outside, besides being beautiful, serve the purpose of cooling the hot wind.

A few minutes later, Mr. Simon came with his wife and children to visit Lynch.

From the beginning, he did not view this visit as some kind of formal commercial probe, but more like a visit by a longtime local foreign Merchant, extending goodwill to a new neighbor.

Without much profit-driven intent, this is also why he mentioned bringing his family when making this request.

Occasions with family are always less formal.

This was Lynch's second meeting with Mr. Simon, but the situation was different from last time. Last time Mr. Simon's appearance came with a task; he hoped Lynch could sensibly join the Pretton Trading Company if he wanted to do business locally.

At that time, it might have been the most appropriate way—joining the trading company, getting quotas, providing help when necessary, and then earning stable yearly gains.

Perhaps because of Preton's misunderstanding of Lynch, a few months later, the former "Mr. Pretton" fled in desperation, and it is said he is still on the run today.

Simon's anxiety is understandable, which might also be why he brought his family. At least, on account of these people, Lynch probably wouldn't give him too embarrassing a result.

"Mr. Lynch, nice to see you again!" Mr. Simon folded his hands together and made a blessing gesture often made by local religious individuals, and his attire was very localized.

If it weren't for his paler skin tone and slightly yellowish hair, along with his light green eye color, his dressing style would make him indistinguishable from the locals.

This is Mr. Simon's method, as well as that of many foreign Merchants, of integrating into the local environment.

Marry one or several locals, have one or several children, wear traditional local clothes, and make the blessing gesture that even locals seldom do.

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