Blackstone Code

"You shouldn't do this!"

"You should do this!"

When people teach experience, if they only tell the recipients how to choose and act, but don’t tell them what the consequences will be if they choose the wrong option, or what the outcome will be if they succeed, this will not impress people. Remember these things.

Just like now, a new wave of public opinion will soon arise. After the initial irrational discussion around the rights and interests of overseas federal people, people are beginning to treat this issue rationally.

The same thing happens again, how should we face it?

Should we stand up and ask the other party to give us the rights we should have, or should we treat these things indifferently and pretend that nothing has happened?

Some people say that this is the best moment to promote the Overseas Security Act, but there is still one last key thing missing, which is comparison.

Only when people are made aware of the great value of the Overseas Security Act and its role and significance in people’s property safety and life safety will the entire society fully promote this matter.

While Lynch was reading the newspaper, a call came to the phone outside the restaurant.

He glanced at it, and the maid brought the phone over.

Many of the phones in the room have long phone cords, a type of phone specially provided for those with money.

The manufacturers have used very advanced high-end materials to ensure that these phones are very beautiful, and there is also a retractable cord reel in the base of the phone.

As long as you hold the phone, you can easily take it away. The phone cord will not stop people from doing this. It will be pulled out of the small hole in the phone line bit by bit.

When the call ends, put it back where it belongs, press that little button, and the spool that begins to shrink will rewind the phone cord around the spool without the cord dragging everywhere.

The maid put down the phone and retreated outside the restaurant.

As soon as Lynch picked up, the voice inside couldn't wait to hear, "Mr. Lynch, I have a business here, are you interested?"

Lynch picked up a napkin and dipped it into the corner of his mouth, which was actually not stained with oil. He took out his cigarette case, knocked out a cigarette, and held it in his mouth.

With a ding, the million-dollar lighter produced a flame and lit the cigarette.

When the tobacco leaves are burned by the flame, they make a strange crisp sound, which is so weak that it is almost inaudible.

The lit cigarette butt suddenly lit up, and the fingers holding it seemed to feel a heat radiation.

"What business?", he poured out the smoke, which floated in the air invisible and formless, slowly floating upward, and finally merged with the air.

The voice on the phone sounded like he was in his thirties, with some unconcealable pride, or arrogance, in his tone.

"A big deal!"

With a whoosh, this time Lynch exhaled smoke like an arrow, shooting into the distance. He shook his head, "Sorry, I don't know you, you may have hit the wrong one!"

As he said that, he hung up the phone and picked up the newspaper again. He also pointed to the maid outside the restaurant and said, "Bring me a cup of coffee, without sugar."

At this time, on the other side of the phone line, a middle-aged man in his thirties looked at the phone in his hand in disbelief. He couldn't believe that Lynch actually hung up on him!

You know, he is a member of the Duncan family... although his equity stake is barely one ten thousandth.

But this is not the least among the Duncan family. The dividends alone every year are enough for him to squander.

He, a member of the Duncan family, was actually hung up on. This made him feel embarrassed and at the same time have an incredible feeling. No one had ever dared to do this to him!

The gentlemen sitting in the room were chatting. They seemed to have noticed what was going on here. Someone asked, "Did Lynch agree?"

The young middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. He shook his head and absentmindedly put the receiver back on the base of the phone. "He... hung up on me."

The people talking and laughing in the room suddenly stopped talking and smiling, and they all looked at the young middle-aged man at the same time.

The young middle-aged man is a little nervous. Outside, he is the "adult" of the Duncan family, but here, he is just the most inconspicuous one.

"He said he didn't know me and hung up the phone." He shook his head. "I don't think we need to hand over this business to him. He is nothing at all."

People's conversation resumed, but their voices were lower than the previous enthusiasm.

The man who spoke first looked sideways at the young middle-aged man, "This is Uncle Geruno's decision. If you are dissatisfied with his decision, you can go to his study and tell him what you think."

Some people couldn't help laughing, they probably already knew what was going on.

The Duncan family is destined to be a big family that cannot be exposed, which also makes some young members of the family have a very strange emotion.

They were dissatisfied with everything about the Federation.

When they walk on the street, people will not pursue them because their last names are so noble, but people will pursue stars who are the same as toys.

When people talk about the most powerful people in the Federation, they always talk about people who in their opinion are not even worthy of carrying the Duncan family's shoes.

They are so great, but so far away from society, which makes many people become inexplicably arrogant.

This is probably a feeling of "only I know my excellence. When you also know it, we can't be equal friends." It can be said to be a kind of inner show, but it is more of a boring feeling. Sao.

The young middle-aged man shook his head and did not dare to say a word.

The person who started to speak added, "Since you don't plan to do this, continue to call Lynch and tell him that we have a deal to discuss with him."

"Uncle Geruno must want to get a reply as soon as possible, do you understand what I mean?" After saying this, he withdrew his unkind gaze, changed his face and started chatting cordially with the people around him.

The face of the young middle-aged man standing by the phone changed and he could only pick up the phone again.

"Mr. Lynch, I apologize for my bad tone just now. I am from the Duncan family..." He said his name, "We have a business that we want to entrust to you..."

Lynch listened to the phone, drank coffee, and looked at the maid's skirt.

He swore that he was not looking at the girl's butt, but just studying the type of pleats on the silk edge of her very short skirt.

The maid also seemed to want to show off that her dress was beautiful, beautiful and lightweight. She swayed not far away from Lynch and occasionally bent down.

The coffee this morning was delicious!

Lynch took a sip of coffee and licked his lips. He admired it for more than ten seconds before coming back to his senses. "I don't like discussing business on the phone. If you have anything to do, come and talk to me. If you know my company, where……"

He hung up the phone again, then picked up the newspaper, but his eyes fell on the maid's skirt.

The young middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was confused. He didn't know whether Lynch was crazy or something was wrong. He actually hung up the phone twice.

Although he is a small figure with little weight within the Duncan family, the person he called Lynch this time was Mr. Geruno, the patriarch of the Duncan family.

Lynch, do you really know nothing?

Of course Lynch understands, and he also understands many things that others don’t understand.

"Mr. Lynch, please close your legs..."

Lynch put away his legs, and the girl turned around and bent over and began to clean the floor under the dining table. In fact, this task should be done after Lynch left, not now.

Looking at the skirt that was less than a foot away from her, Lynch suddenly wanted to feel its fabric and feel.

"It seems it wasn't you last time..." In order to reduce some of the awkward atmosphere, Lynch chatted casually.

There is no professional management team here at Mid-Levels Villa to manage the house and life for Lynch. These maids and temporary housekeepers are all dispatched by the community.

When Lynch comes back to live, he will tell the community when he lived there, and the community management company will arrange for someone to take care of him.

After he leaves, these people will go to the next location or temporarily lose their jobs.

It is not easy to find a job during this period, let alone a high salary, easy work, and the ability to ensure that one's dignity is not violated.

The maid seemed very happy that Lynch also liked her short skirt. She did not turn around or stand up straight, but continued to work bent over. It was obvious that she was very dedicated to her work.

"Yes, Mr. Lynch, I just joined the job at the end of last year..." The movements in her hands suddenly stopped, she bit her lips, and then started moving again.

Lynch nodded, "What did you do before?"

He said, explaining his motivations a little, "It doesn't look like you're very skilled at this job."

"I used to work as a receptionist in a company, and I also worked as a model for a while..."

Lin Qi understood now, "No wonder..."

He didn't say "no wonder", he just retracted his hand. He was already familiar with the feel of this skirt and its lace.

"I'm going to work..." He stood up and put the newspaper on the dining room table.

The girl turned and looked at him, a little expectant, a little nervous, and a little uneasy, "Mr. Lynch, can I stay?"

Because she is a temporary maid, her salary is calculated as an hourly wage.

Even if she is here every day, the community service company will only pay her ten hours a day.

This salary is definitely much more than hourly workers outside the community, but she still wants to switch to a permanent maid and get paid on a weekly or monthly basis.

This will not only make her salary more, but more importantly, it will become a stable job. She does not need to think about where to make money to support herself when no one is using her.

Some girls even have other ideas. They didn't come to be maids to be maids in the first place, but had other purposes.

Community service companies also understand this very well and can hire so many high-quality girls at relatively low prices. As long as they are not too excessive, they can pretend they didn't see it!

As for whether they can stay, it depends on their own ability.

Lin Qi stopped and looked at her sideways. The girl was nervous and didn't know where to put her hands.

"I will think about it!"