Blackstone Code

"Your bidding meeting cannot be held as scheduled..."

When Lynch heard this sentence, he thought of some TV series he had watched before. The last sentence of the episode that ended the day before would never match the content of the plot review of the first episode the next day. Unexpected feeling.

It's like a cow with a horse's face, with a serious dissonance, his TV series shouldn't be like that, it's not a scripted thing.

Of course, he didn't get angry, he just looked at the person across the desk, maintained his attitude towards work, and smiled, "Mr. Ferrara, can you tell me why?"

He repeated, "Why can't my bid meeting be held on time, maybe we can solve this problem."

Ferrara looked at Lynch with satisfaction. He thought that Lynch would get angry, or say some dirty words to him, or even rush over with his fists. He was ready to deal with this, but what he didn't expect was that Lynch Qi didn't do that.

He just sat behind the desk as before, talking about solutions calmly and rationally. Such a person will always give people a very reliable feeling. Even if you don't like him, you won't hate him too much.

Ferrara nodded, "That's exactly why I'm here. According to the laws of this state and the laws and regulations of this city, if a gathering of more than 50 people is held in a public place, an application must be submitted to the Social Service Bureau in advance. Mr. Lynch, you seem to have forgotten..." He pursed his lips, showing a regretful expression, and the corners of his mouth drooped.

Obviously it should be an expression of displeasure, but Lynch, and even everyone can feel that he is actually smiling. This is an expression of his heart, and it also reflects that people are a very strange creature.

What people see can't interfere with people's inner subjective feeling, it's like a piece of shit made of chocolate, the eyes can't shake the subjective and idealistic judgment.

Those who did taste it didn't have their eyes swaying their decision, but they really wanted to eat it, even if it was real shit.

Looking at the "smile" on Ferrara's face, Lynch knew that this matter was not that troublesome. "I really didn't know there was such a rule. I thought that only parades and demonstrations needed to apply in advance."

"Assembly too!" Ferrara added again, and then he raised his wrist and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's less than an hour before the Social Service Bureau ends, but this kind of application is at least It needs to be a week in advance, and your auction will be held tomorrow, so it's too late."

Lynch pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then he suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with this matter, "Mr. Ferrara, as you can see, my company, including myself, has some common sense I don't know enough about sex..."

Ferrara nodded. Although this is not common sense, it cannot be said to be unpopular knowledge that cannot be understood.

The atmosphere in Baylor Federation is relatively...free, at least that's what the federal government said. Everyone has the right to organize gatherings, and many people have organized such activities, but there are also some people who don't know these things.

The laws and regulations in each region are different. For example, in some regions, you can’t make splashing sounds when you pee, and you can’t sing while taking a bath. If someone calls the police, they will be arrested.

Some places need to whistle when peeing outside, this is to remind others that someone is excreting here, to avoid misunderstanding, if you don't whistle while peeing, you will be arrested...

Different laws and regulations in different regions are enough to make most federal people dizzy. Maybe you do one thing here in compliance with the regulations, but after taking a bus, you will be arrested by the police if you do the same thing again.

Sometimes people may realize the uncertainty, and they will go to the social service bureau for consultation, but the attitude and process there are slower, so more people will consult a lawyer.

Using "common sense" to make money refers to some low-end law firms. Most of the time, they will not stand in court and can only help employers solve some daily problems.

√ appeared on the corner of Lynch's mouth, "Thank you very much for reminding me, Mr. Ferrara, this saved me a lot of trouble. At the same time, I also have a new idea. I don't know if you are interested."

Ferrara appropriately showed some curiosity. To be honest, from the moment he entered the room until now, the young man in front of him has been firmly grasping the initiative.

In the forecast before Ferrara's arrival, no matter what Lynch's reaction, rage, or other reactions, the initiative would change hands in an instant, allowing him to firmly grasp the initiative of this conversation and control this time. The pace and direction of the conversation.

The plan was perfect, just like Lynch's plan was perfect, only a little accident happened, Lynch didn't get angry, let alone rage, and didn't sigh, he was calm like the person involved, and he still had the initiative , and trying to dominate the power of conversation, Ferrara's attitude towards Lynch has also undergone some changes.

He can look down on a young man who doesn't have much capital, because he can play these people to death at any time, but he can't look down on a smart person with execution ability, who knows when the other party will put a stone in his hand, and then Come to tickle yourself.

"Please say..." He not only corrected his attitude, but also corrected his sitting posture to show his respect for Lynch.

Lynch smiled again, "Your arrival made me realize that I need a consultant, someone who can help me with my work, find some mistakes and omissions that I didn't notice, and help me deal with some details."

He spread his hands as he said, "Mr. Ferrara, you must know that my career has just started, and I don't know many people in Sabine City, but God is merciful..."

Ferrara frowned, he already realized what Lynch was going to say, and then Lynch said what he guessed, "If you don't mind, Mr. Ferrara, I hope to occupy your work For some of the rest of the time, I will hire you as my consultant, of course, I will offer a reasonable salary for this."

Lynch casually took out the checkbook, took out a beautiful pen, wrote a number on the checkbook, then tore the check off the checkbook, pushed it over with his index finger, "This is this monthly salary...", Lynch did not forget to remind, "After the tax, I will ask the accountant to pay the tax for you."

Even if ordinary people want to refuse at this time, they will pick up the check to see how much money is written on it. It is not that people are greedy for money, but a kind of curiosity.

Curious about how much a person like myself is worth in the eyes of the other party, this is also a reference to my specific value in society, and it is also a kind of talk when I brag in the future-"So-and-so gave me xxx at the beginning, I didn't even help him", which can effectively increase one's own social status.

After they read it, they put down the check to prove that they are not the kind of person the other party imagined.

Ferrara casually picked up the check and glanced at it, his brows furrowed tightly. Five thousand yuan, a month, is not too little money.

As the mayor's entourage in the city hall, his monthly salary is only more than 1,000 yuan in addition to the 500 yuan on the surface.

He put the check back on the table, with a troubled tone, "What do you mean?"

Lynch shrugged, "I think what I just said is very clear. I don't understand some laws and regulations, and I don't understand some procedures and procedures related to the government."

"As far as I know, the personal officer is not an official position of Sabine City Hall, and the transaction between us is not an immoral transaction. At the same time, I don't need any illegal help from you."

"It's just that occasionally I need to consult some questions that I don't understand, or when I encounter trouble and don't know how to solve it for a while, I will ask you to think of a solution together. It's as simple as that."

Lynch's tone was very sincere, "Can you help me, Mr. Ferrara, I am very much looking forward to getting your help!"