Blackstone Code

While the border situation suddenly became tense, the young president also felt a little uneasy.

On the rare occasions when he wasn't spending time with his girlfriend, he stayed home.

He already knew everything that happened on the border, and the Marillo governors had called him privately to tell him that the current situation was not good.

More than 20 million people can only live a quarter, and the remaining three-quarters will not sit still and wait for death!

He knew this very well, even though he had not actually lived in Marillo for a long time, nor had he experienced the enthusiasm that early Marillo people splashed on each other.

But he just knew that the people of Marillo were not the kind of people who were willing to wait for death at home.

Years of war have given every Marillo person a tough nerve and the courage to put down everything and dare to break reality!

The current little president is very conflicted. He doesn’t know what to do and whose side he is on!

He hoped that his father and grandfather were still alive more than now. Maybe they could tell him how to choose.

After a long time, he hesitated and decided to go see Lin Qi.

In fact, in the past two years, the young president has been subconsciously avoiding meeting with Lynch.

In his heart, he felt that Lynch was not really "friendly" to him, and his hatred for his wife at first made him very twisted.

But as he began to fall in love and have a very formal relationship, his distorted psychology gradually healed to a certain extent!

His hatred for his wife seems to have been resolved a lot because of love, and he can at least treat this matter with a normal mind.

And it was this change in him that made him feel that Lynch was not really good to him.

If Lynch was really good to him, he wouldn't let Connor go to his wife at every turn, without protection every time.

He no longer beats and insults his wife at will. He has grown a lot from strong hatred, to hatred, to twisted venting, and now to peace of mind.

He also began to reflect on whether all his decisions during the entire process were appropriate, and also thought about whether the help provided by people like Lynch and Connor was good and had a purpose.

But now, he must go see Lynch.

On such a big matter, only Lynch could give him some constructive suggestions.

Thinking of this, he left the study and walked to the living room.

His wife was sitting on the sofa watching TV, expressionless.

After experiencing so many things, she rarely showed her emotions on her face.

This may be the price of growth. When she was a child, she always envied the mature appearance of those adults, but she didn't know that the price of her own growth was so heavy.

"We'll go to Lynch's later, dress up..." he paused, "dress up nicely."

His wife looked at the young president for a few seconds, then stood up slowly and walked to the dressing room.

She has actually been numb to this kind of thing for a long time. From the first time she was fucked by Lynch to the later fucked by the President, even if she is not used to it, she will gradually get used to it.

Anyway, that's the same thing, what else can be done?

Just treat it as a bite from a dog. To her, as long as the little president is fine and doesn't beat her, it doesn't matter to her.

Seeing his nominal wife's indifferent expression, the young president frowned, feeling a little emotional in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

Twenty minutes later, the two of them appeared outside Lynch's villa in costumes. He called Lynch before coming.

After a simple greeting, Lynch let the two people in and received them in the side hall.

Considering that the young president might talk about some sensitive matters, it was not placed in a relatively transparent living room.

"any drinks?"

"Coffee, drink or wine?"

"Coffee bar, thank you!"

The little maid ran to make coffee, while Lynch briefly chatted with them about some warm-up topics.

"how are things?"

The young president always maintained a humble smile and looked a little shy. "It's not bad. The university campus is a good place. We can communicate openly with our peers."

"It makes me feel...very comfortable!"

"The teachers also take good care of me. In fact, my academic performance is not very good, but they are always patient and tolerant of me!"

The young president's academic performance was very poor. He basically did not study much in the last two years of high school, and he has been running around for the federal government to take over Marillo.

In other words, he is running for his own survival.

So even if he went to college, his academic performance was a mess.

However, for this kind of person, no one will delve into whether his college grades are good or not, and college teachers are not all social fools. They know that the value of the young president is not on his transcript.

Lynch praised him a few words, and the maid came over with coffee and closed the door when she left.

The three of them all picked up their coffee and took a sip. When the young president put down his coffee, he talked about the purpose of coming today.

"Mr. Lynch, do you know what's going on right now in Marillo and on the federal border?"

Lynch crossed his legs and sat back, "I heard a little bit. It is said that the situation is very tense."

The young president nodded, "Yes, many people want to enter the federation, but the federal government refuses them entry."

"We talked about the rule of Marillo before, and the federal government took over the rule of Marillo on behalf of the central government with the administrative agencies of the five states."

"Logically speaking, the people of Marillo are actually federal citizens. I think... can we find a compromise to resolve these situations?"

Lynch looked at the young president again and laughed twice, "After all, he has grown up and started to seriously consider these things."

"Well..." He took out a cigarette, and the young president's wife immediately took out a lighter from her small purse and leaned in front of Lynch to light it for him.

It has to be said that the young president's wife knows how to choose clothes. When she bends down, the clothes with deep openings naturally droop, and he can clearly see everything inside.

It's a bit bigger than before. It may also be due to the natural drooping when bending down and lowering the body, which adds some visual volume.

He smiled at the girl and nodded, patted his hand, "Thank you."

The girl did not return to the little president, but sat next to Lynch, sitting there naturally.

She knew the purpose of the little president bringing her here and dressing up beautifully.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, Lynch frowned, "Until Congress approves Marillo's annexation to the Federation and becomes a federal territory, Marillo is still a sovereign and independent country."

"The federal government is only managing on its behalf, using our advanced administrative experience to help Marillo get rid of the impact of the war as soon as possible and get out of the economic shadow."

"We have done well over the years. Marillo's market has improved and per capita income has begun to increase. This is the result of it."

“But it’s obviously not right to assume that Marillo is also part of the federation.”

Lynch looked at the young president, "You want to help the Marillo people?"

The young president nodded and said sincerely, "Yes, I can't bear to see the conflict break out. Many people will die!"

"And I heard...the Federation will build multiple shelters over there in Nagaril. Maybe we can use this model too?"

Lynch had a look of helplessness on his face, "We have already discussed these issues with the central government delegation. All federal government revenue is currently invested in the construction of local shelters."

"If you pay attention to the news, you will understand that the construction of the shelter in Nagaril was also invested and built by the Nagaril people themselves."

"It is impossible for all of them to enter the shelter, and the number of people they can protect is less than 10% of the entire country's population!"

"And at least 20 percent of the people in Mariro are protected from bad weather. I think they are actually more fortunate than the people in Nagaril."

The young president's expression became a little gloomy. He lowered his head and looked a little discouraged. "We have no way to solve these problems..."

Lynch nodded, "Yes, there is no other way."

"Unless you can come up with a lot of money or other significant resources, which unfortunately Marillo doesn't have."

"The only thing they have is a large population, and population is the most indispensable resource."

"I know you want to save more people. You can call on people to raise funds and donate as much as possible without making any reservations."

"Twenty million people, even if each person donates 1,000 yuan, they can build two shelters."

"As for more... maybe building some of their own shelters would be a good option too."

"I heard that the Mariroans have a lot of experience in dealing with low temperatures. These are your strengths."

The young president still wanted to try harder, "Is there nothing you can do?"

Lynch shook his head and did not continue speaking.

There are so many people around the world waiting for rescue, and it is impossible for the Federation to save everyone.

And this matter does not have much to do with the federation or responsibility.

It took the young president a while to accept the result. He said another thing, "Also, Mr. Lynch, should there be room for easing the situation on the border?"

"They just want to find hope to survive..."

Lynch pouted. Everyone wants to live, but obviously not everyone is qualified to live.

"I can not do anything……"

The young president plucked up the courage and puffed up his chest, "Mr. Lynch, I want to talk to them, but the president doesn't agree with me leaving Bupen now."

In fact, whether the young president leaves the Federation or not, the situation will not change much. He is not that kind of "soul figure" and cannot play a key role.

Not letting him leave is just out of national security considerations and not giving him the opportunity to further escalate the situation.

Seeing that Lynch was silent, the young president gave his wife a wink, and the latter immediately squatted in front of Lynch...