Lynch and the mayor chatted for quite some time, and it seemed that the mayor had made some kind of decision.
In fact, it was time for him to make a decision. The Progressive Party's stance and the changes in the environment were all very important in this turbulent era. If he was not careful, he might be slapped in the face and left behind.
Two years later, a new election would take place in Saibin. Although the mayor did not hire a survey agency to conduct a poll for him, he knew that his public opinion score would not be very high.
During the general strike, it was not that he did not perform well. Many local governors did not perform as well as he did, but it was also not that he performed very well. In fact, his performance was not as good as he and the others who stood on his side thought.
The general strike subsided very quickly, but he also offended some people, such as those who lost their jobs during the strike.
Of course, they also hated their immediate superiors and other factory owners, but they did not have any direct and effective way to retaliate against their superiors.
They could not break into someone's house with something that could be deemed as an "assault weapon" by the judge, even if it was in the yard, and curse the other party.
That would only lead to a bullet and death. Other than that, there was nothing else.
However, they could retaliate against the mayor, and the way to do so was very simple. They just had to not vote for the mayor in the new election in a year and six months.
This could be said to be done secretly. No one would find out their names and information from the secret ballot. They did not have to worry about anyone's retaliation. All they had to do was quietly watch the mayor being kicked out of the city hall by the new mayor.
Therefore, the mayor knew very well that his public opinion was very low. He did not have many options left. He could either make a "deal" before he left office and complete the transfer of power through some very tacit black box operation.
He could use the mayor's position in exchange for the status of a state senator, and then spend his life in the state senate arguing with people all day long.
Or he could find a way to pull the public opinion back and lead the whole of Saibin out of the predicament. He could become the most prominent governor in the city and use the power of the capital to make a leap that many people could not make in their lifetime.
He could go from being the governor of a third-tier city to a member of the House of Representatives.
In the future, he might have the opportunity to climb up the social ladder or join some important committees to take up a position. Then, he could still contribute his light and warmth to this country.
In the face of a lifeless future and a bright future, it was definitely the right time to take a gamble.
After returning from Mark's villa, Lynch did not go home. Instead, he went straight to his parents' house.
Lynch's mother, Sella, was very surprised and surprised by Lynch's visit. She seemed to have changed.
In the past, Sella was more like an ordinary housewife, with a hint of timidity towards life on her face. She spent all day in the kitchen and living room, and only had a short time of her own in the afternoon when she didn't do laundry.
Timid, numb, and simple, these were the true portrayals of Sela, but she was different now.
She changed into an expensive brand of clothing, did her hair, and applied some makeup on her face, making her look younger than before.
"You didn't say you were coming back!"
Sella took the initiative to take the bag from Lynch's hand and handed it to the servant, who hung it in the cloakroom.
She took Lynch's arm, followed him into the living room, and sat on the exquisite sofa.
"Tell the cook to add one more person for dinner and make some delicious food with the best ingredients …" Sella ordered the maid familiarly. Lynch looked at her and sighed.
This woman, perhaps it was not very respectful to say this, but the expression of this sentence would not be affected.
This woman used more than 30 years of life to learn to fear life, but in just a few months, she began to enjoy life. This was the value of money, the power of money, and the charm of money!
"Do you need me to call Neil to come back?"
Sella asked enthusiastically. "He should be at the construction site now!"
Some of the construction projects under Lynch's company were contracted to Neil's company. They would do those that were suitable for themselves, and subcontract those that were not qualified to do to those qualified companies.
Of course, this construction company was actually owned by Lynch through some third-party shareholding companies. On one hand, it saved costs, and on the other hand, it was convenient for him to put the company's money into his own pocket.
It sounded like it was illegal. Of course, it was indeed a little illegal. However, being illegal did not mean that it was illegal. It was just that the law had not clearly defined it.
Lynch was a major shareholder of the company, and the other company that hired Lynch at a premium might have paid a small premium. All the procedures were legal, and the shareholders did not have any objections. If this was exposed, it was indeed a bit illegal, but before it was exposed, no one would say anything about it.
As for the fact that Neil was Lynch's father and the manager of this construction company, according to the family culture of the Federation, apart from the legal father-son relationship, they were actually independent natural persons.
It was nonsense, but it was true.
With more and more projects and work, Neil had adapted to his new identity. Every day, he would wander around the construction site and socialize, enjoying it.
Lynch raised his wrist, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and shook his head. "No, he should be back in an hour."
His words were valued. Even if he was Sella's son, Sella would respect his choice.
Kinship was one thing, but more importantly, Lynch was very rich, which was also a very realistic thing.
The two watched TV and chatted for a while. They thought Neil would come back early, but they waited from six o 'clock to nine o' clock before Neil came back.
During this period, Sella called several times, but she could not get in touch with Neil. In this era without mobile communication, if a person did not take the initiative to contact others, no one could find him!
When Neil returned home, he reeked of alcohol. When he saw Lynch sitting on the sofa, his eyes were a bit stiff. His somewhat dazed consciousness also recovered after a quiver.
He suddenly became a little nervous.
"Come to the study, let's talk …" Lynch said as he stood up from the sofa and walked towards the second floor.
Neil, who had moved to a new home, also got himself a study to show his style.
At this moment, Neil, who was proud of his success, looked back at Sella uneasily. His lips moved, but he still went upstairs at last.
After going up to the second floor, Lynch stood by the door of the study and waited for him. After Neil entered the room, Lynch closed the door and sat on the chair behind the desk, where Neil should sit.
"I don't mean to peep into your private life, but the special perfume on your body made me realize that I've been waiting for you for several hours. You're not socializing for the benefit of the company, but fooling around with a woman. I'm very disappointed."
At the moment when the door was closed, a very light perfume on Neil's body entered Lynch's nose. As a person who had done research in all aspects, he could clearly distinguish the difference between feminine perfume and masculine perfume.
Without a doubt, the light perfume on Neil's body came from a kind of feminine perfume. In this society where men were dominant and people were not tolerant of gays, no man would use feminine perfume in order to be alone. That would only make him alienate himself from society.
Facing Lynch's accusation, Neil immediately apologized, "I didn't know you were coming today …"
He did not deny or refute, which indicated that Lynch's guess was right.
Lynch looked at him. In the past memory left by this body, this man actually had a lot of problems and was a male chauvinist. He now looked like he was wronged, but in fact, his life was still under the control of Lynch.
If there was no Lynch, or if the construction company was his own, he might be a different person.
After a while, Lynch shook his head, "I'm not interested in your private life. It's your choice to fool around with other women. In the end, you have to bear the consequences."
"But I have to tell you, you can fool around, but you can't marry those women. I don't want my money to be shared with others when I'm worthless."
"No marriage, no illegitimate children."
According to the Federation's law, if the deceased did not have a will, illegitimate children also had the right to share the inheritance. This was why there were countless lawsuits around illegitimate children and inheritance every year.
The house Neil lived in now, his savings, including some of the company shares he held, if there was an illegitimate child or multiple illegitimate children, it would be a problem.
After talking about this serious topic, Lynch paused for a moment before continuing, "I plan to send you to Najalil."
This sentence suddenly woke Neil up. He looked at Lynch with some shock, "I just had an affair because I drank too much. I didn't even sleep with that woman, and you want to send me to Najalil?"
"This has nothing to do with whether you had an affair or not. I'll build the road there, and I'll leave this job to you."
Neil still did not quite believe it, "But it sounds like a tyrant telling someone he doesn't like, 'You're f * cking exiled.'"
"If you can accept what I say, then you can take it that way!"
"I don't care what you think. At the latest, in July, you have to leave with the company's people. We don't have much time."
Neil knew that this was something that could not be changed. He could only sigh, but he still had some hope, "How long will it take for me to come back this time?"
Lin Qi shook his head. "I don't know. It depends on the progress. We need to take down at least one or two provinces … You can think of it as states. One or two provinces will be built with the highway network, and maybe even more. Maybe you won't be back in three to five years."
Neil's attention was not on the time at this time. He just frowned and asked, "Are the Najalil people that rich?
I saw some reports on TV. They are very poor. Where did they get the money to build the road? "
Lynch took out a cigarette box, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth. He took out a lighter.
With a clink, the flames rose. He raised his eyes and glanced at Neil who was sitting across the desk. "I lent it to them …"