Ousting the president had become the most important thing for the entire Federation at the moment. The whole society was united around this group with this goal as the core to contribute their strength. People fell into a state of fanaticism and could not extricate themselves from it.
While they could not fill their stomachs, they wandered around all day while hating the president. They always thought that the president was the one who messed up everything, although many people knew in their hearts that this was not the case.
The rapid economic decline, the financial tsunami, and the rejection of the international community all needed a way to vent their emotions. The people of Bailey, who were still dreaming of being on top of the world, were suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water by reality. They woke up from their unrealistic dreams and needed to vent their "morning anger."
There was no doubt that the president became the best target.
For the Progressive Party, the troubles they encountered were actually not much less than the president. After overthrowing the president, they had to develop a deeper level of international exchanges. How to develop them, to what extent was the most appropriate, how to treat friendly forces, how to treat malicious forces, international trade, international relations, international politics …
All of this troubled the top leaders of the Progressive Party. Although these people seemed to be very relaxed all day long, they had already begun to promote the benefits of joining the international community on TV. In fact, they did not know what to do. At least they were doing well, unlike the president.
All of this was a stage of exploration, but there were some problems that they handled well. For example, the vice chairman of the Progressive Party Committee had finalized some international trade orders. At this time, this thing had a more stimulating effect on the Bailey Federation than anything else.
However, this news was still being blocked. They had to wait for the president to be successfully impeached and driven out of the presidential palace. After the vice president of the Progressive Party took over, they would then release this news and pave the way for the general election.
Look, the Progressive Party started working as soon as they came to power and achieved results. Wasn't this much better than the Conservative Party, a group of idiots who only knew how to catch their own people?
As for the quota and development of international trade, the view of the top leaders of the Progressive Party was that it should be developed in an orderly manner, not all at once.
Who knew what role the Federation would play in the international community? It was also possible that opening up the market would cause the domestic economy to worsen.
The mayor hesitated in the face of Lynch's question. Lynch knew it was time for him to put in more effort. "Langdon, we are friends, but in my eyes, you are also my uncle. We often sit together and talk about things that only we care about. You need to help me with this. Not only are you helping me, but you are also helping yourself."
"If you can help me get a free trade photo or license, I can give you an exact promise right now. I will hire at least 2000 local workers. If my business outside is good, this number may increase!"
Lynch pressed his hands on the corner of the table and leaned his upper body forward slightly. However, he was not showing modesty. Instead, through his expression, tone, and attitude, he was showing an aggressive nature, or rather, an invasive nature.
He didn't need to use any words, any form of expression, to let the mayor feel his determination and the consequences if he screwed up.
The mayor hesitated for a while, frowned, and nodded slowly. "Maybe I can try. But you have to understand that there are some things that even I can't convince those people. I'm just an ordinary mayor!"
Lynch heaved a sigh of relief and was satisfied with the mayor's attitude. He picked up his knife and fork again. "All I want is an opportunity, a ticket. If you can't handle those people, I can talk to them, or someone can talk to them."
Hearing Lynch's words, the mayor's conflicted expression also eased.
In fact, any rule had a certain buffer layer, or flexibility. If the mayor wanted to use this buffer zone, it would depend on Lynch's performance.
Profit transfer was a very common method, but hiring a high-level lobby group was also a great method. Sometimes, relationships were more useful than money!
Not long after the more serious topic, the mayor asked another question that surprised Lynch. "I heard that you have been very close to a woman named Vivian recently, and she is a married woman."
The mayor waved his knife and fork to cut the carefully cooked steak. He forked a piece of meat, wiped the sauce, and raised the fork, but did not immediately put the meat into his mouth.
From Lynch's angle, he could see some sauce mixed with the meat slowly flowing down the meat.
After Lin Qi withdrew his gaze from the piece of meat, he didn't admit or deny it. It wasn't that his attitude was ambiguous, but regardless of whether he admitted or not, it wasn't the best thing to do. It was better to neither confirm nor deny, which was actually better.
He asked with a smile, "Is the mayor also interested in my personal life?"
Only then did the mayor put the meat into his mouth. After chewing a few times and swallowing, he shook his head and continued to cut the food on his plate. "I'm not interested in your personal life, but I'm interested in this woman's husband. You know, we all want to keep Christopher. He betrayed us, so they have to pay the price."
He then talked about the various policies and help that he and the state had given to the Christopher Group over the years. From the very beginning, they had endorsed them and asked the bank to give them low-interest loans. Now, they had given them all kinds of policies as if they didn't want money.
The annual tax exemption given to them alone was more than two million dollars. Because of this, the city hall had some conflicts with the director of the state tax bureau.
With the help of various forces, Christopher finally became the pillar of Saibin's industry. However, what he got in return was betrayal, which was the most unbearable thing for the mayor.
When he talked about these things, he had a good appetite. As he talked, he ate the steak on his plate. When he was almost done, he also talked about the conflict between him and Christopher.
After stuffing the last piece of meat into his mouth, he made his final decision. "Since they don't like this place, then they'll have to return everything they've earned from this place over the years with interest before they leave. Otherwise, I won't let them leave."
The mayor ate half of his meal bag and smeared all kinds of jam on it. "That woman's husband is a key figure. Maybe you can persuade her. It's good for both of us. I can ask the judge to consider it more when sentencing them."
Lynch put down the cutlery in his hand. He picked up a napkin and dipped it into his lips and the sauce that might be around him. He then put the napkin on the table. "It's a very sumptuous dinner. It tastes good."
The conversation between the two seemed to have switched mode in an instant. The mayor's face also had a lot of smiles. They no longer talked about those things, but just chatted casually. "It's good that you like it. Eating with a guy like me (age) must be a very boring thing."
Lynch shrugged. "Learning is boring, but knowledge guides the way forward for mankind."
The mayor was in a good mood because of the compliment. After chatting with Lynch for a while, Lynch bade him farewell.
When he got home, he gave Asher a call and asked him to gather information about Christopher's assets in Saibin.
From the meal with the mayor, he could tell that even if Gap didn't find them, he would do everything he could to keep Christopher and Neo in Saibin.
Since the company was bound to fall, why not prepare a knife and fork at the place where it fell?
The growth of capital was never based on hard work, but on plundering.
While Zhang Heng was dealing with some company matters, Vivian delivered a pot of coffee to him.
She rarely entered Lynch's study. Although Lynch did not forbid her from doing so, as long as Lynch was not there, she would not enter. It was the most basic respect for Lynch's privacy and secrets. She knew how to respect a man, including a boy.
However, this time was different. In the past, Vivian would deliver coffee, but she would leave after delivering it. This time, she did not leave. Instead, she sat on the chair opposite Lynch.
"What's the matter?"
Lynch put down the document and looked at Vivian.
The latter nodded slightly. Her face was a little red, and she looked a little embarrassed. "I think I'll be fine when I go back tomorrow."
It took Lynch less than two seconds to figure out what was going on. "Did someone say something strange?"
It sounded like a question, but he asked it in a very serious tone. It seemed like he was sure that someone had done it.
Vivian did not say yes or no, which made Lynch even more certain that such a situation was possible.
He frowned. "You can't go back for the time being. About what happened to Mr. Gap, I asked the mayor about it when I had dinner with him tonight …"
Wei Xu's attention was drawn over by his words.
"Mr. Gap is now on the board of directors of the Bristol Group. He's the key to the battle with the mayor and the governor. He seems to be in control of something important.
"Based on the current situation, it's possible that Mr. Linho and the others wanted to hide Mr. Gap or send him out. Obviously, they failed. Mr. Gap did not cooperate with them and escaped.
"If you go back, it's very likely that they'll use you as a breakthrough point. They'll kidnap you, hurt you, and force you to tell them things you don't know."
The more Lynch said, the more worried Vivian's expression became. There was a trace of fear in her eyes!
If a woman was kidnapped … However, reality was not a movie. The kidnappers would give her all kinds of preferential treatment. She could even lose her temper over food that she did not like.
Those people would only hurt her, humiliate her, and force her!
For a moment, the room became quiet.