There was a very interesting and polarizing thing in the Federation, and that was the reputation and views of private prisons.
For most people, private prisons were absolute hell for prisoners!
In private prisons, they had no privacy or power. Everyone had to be exploited and oppressed in strict accordance with the rules and regulations of private prisons.
Every day, they had to get up before dawn, eat, exercise, and then work in the workshop. They had to complete the assigned quota, then have lunch, rest for 30 minutes, and continue working until seven o 'clock in the evening. Only then could the prisoners enjoy dinner.
After dinner, there was an hour of free time, and then the prisoners were driven back to their rooms to turn off the lights and rest. This was so that they would have enough strength to continue their high-intensity work the next day.
In private prisons, everything was very expensive. The prison not only made money from the prisoners' labor, but also made money from the prisoners.
The prison provided all kinds of services, including women. As long as the prisoners could afford it, they did not mind solving some of the physical problems of the prisoners. Many private prisons had such "holiday rooms."
The lowest-grade prostitutes outside, who were in their twenties or thirties, had to spend hundreds of dollars to enjoy them.
In addition to women, cigarettes, alcohol, and even everything could be bought with money, but the price was surprisingly high.
For many people, a private prison was hell. Because they could not afford it, they became numb every day and worked like a machine.
But for others, private prisons were heaven. They could enjoy everything that they could not enjoy in public prisons.
They could have a separate room, a separate bathroom, a separate toilet, and even their own TV and telephone.
They could get up at nine o 'clock in the morning, read the latest newspapers in the corner of the dining room, and eat a rich breakfast and drink coffee with milk.
Then, they could play a round of indoor golf in their spacious prison, answer some important calls, watch TV, enjoy a glass of high-end red wine, and dance with the girls living with them.
In the evening, they would have a sumptuous dinner, steak, mushroom soup, and their favorite TV shows.
In addition to not being able to leave the prison, they could enjoy everything that they could enjoy outside.
Lynch's conditions were already very generous. Sentence reduction, the requisition of special talents, and private prison.
Without a doubt, Gap would be given a special slot. With his connections with the Safety Committee, he could enjoy the cheap prices. He would be able to live a good life there without spending a lot of money.
For the sake of not dragging down his family, Wei Yan should help him pay the prison bills.
Without any hesitation, Gap said what Lynch was concerned about, "Yes, I know. I also have a set of account books. It records some abnormal cash flow during my time as the group's accountant."
As an important auditing accountant, it was normal for him to have some backup plans. It would be abnormal if he didn't.
He began to describe the special features of the money to Lynch. "… Every year, about 700,000 to 1.5 million yuan would flow into the accounts of Bob Payne's three private equity foundations. However, after the Henghui Group scandal broke out, the flow of funds stopped …"
Twenty minutes later, Lynch stood beside Gap and shook his hand. "When the news is confirmed, we'll transfer you to a private prison. Do you have a choice?"
After Gap made his choice, he felt a lot more relaxed. Just like what Lynch said, he had to choose between dying immediately or not. After making his choice, he would not feel burdened. Even if he died in the future, it would be much better than dying now.
He shook his head. "I'm not sure about this, but I'll keep an eye out. There's something I want to ask of you …"
"Go ahead!"
Gap glanced at the back of the office door and then turned to look at Lynch. "I've basically lost contact with the outside world since I came in. I can only hear some things from the prison guards, but you know, these prison guards …"
He didn't go into detail. After skipping this point, he spoke of his request, "I hope you can help me cover the news newspapers. That's my only request."
"No problem!"
Lynch agreed to this small request without hesitation. "If there's nothing else …"
"That's it …"
After the two said goodbye again, Lynch walked out the door. Just as he was about to leave, Gap suddenly asked, "My wife … How's Vivian?"
Lynch stopped in his tracks and turned to look at him. He nodded and said, "She's fine …"
However, for some reason, Gap felt that this sentence did not sound good. However, he could not pinpoint what exactly was wrong.
After leaving the prison and returning to the hotel, Lynch told Mr. Trumann about his findings. The other party also gave Lynch a very high evaluation of his efficiency. Perhaps he had forgotten, or perhaps he did it on purpose, but he did not mention asking the agent to take away Lynch's special consultant ID. Lynch did not mention it either.
Of course, Mr. Trumann did not know that the account book would not only help him deal with the Welsh senator, but it would also bring him a lot of trouble.
Among the three foundations that Gap confessed that had a beneficial relationship with the Christoen Group, one of them was called the "Health Federation". It was a private equity fund established to strengthen the health of the Federation's people …
Lynch did not expect to be able to solve this problem in one morning. His original plan was to take the whole day or even longer. However, it was clear that Mr. Gap was easier to convince than he thought.
The extra time made him think of the girl. After seeing the agent off, Lynch asked his bodyguard to drive him to Kuryland State University so he could see Catherine.
Half a year had passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, he had been busy with his own affairs and did not have the chance to come. Now that he was here, he wanted to see the girl.
Although he did not admit it, the girl still held a place in his heart.
Every couple who fell in love in high school would always be the most unforgettable. It might not be unforgettable, but it was definitely unforgettable.
When Lynch appeared in front of Catherine, the book in the girl's hand fell to the ground unknowingly.
Then, she threw herself at Lynch and almost knocked him over. "You didn't tell me you were coming!"
Lynch held her waist. "I have work to do, so I came to see you …" As he spoke, he looked at the boys and girls who were with Catherine. They all had a similar look of shock on their faces.
Lynch was no longer an inconspicuous guy from a small city. He was now very famous in the Federation. In particular, he had published a book based on his real experience. It had received a huge response from society and was even adapted into a movie.
What he had experienced had already become a legend that inspired the young people of this era.
They might not be as great as the great man, but they had the chance to become the next Lynch.
And this sentence happened to come from Lynch's mouth. That was how he encouraged young people like him. Although he knew it would never become a reality, saying a few nice words that catered to society as a whole was never a burden to him.
An exquisitely dressed girl reacted half a beat slower and screamed, "Oh my god, Catherine, you never said you knew Lynch, and … and you two!"
"We were once lovers …" Lynch did not avoid this. He hugged Catherine's waist so naturally. "Now we are friends. As for the future …" He glanced at the girl. "Who knows?"
"This is big news!"
The exquisitely dressed girl could not help but run away. She wanted to share this news. Catherine sighed softly. "Soon, the whole school will know about this."
Lynch did not seem to care. "Will it be a burden to you?"
Catherine nodded and said cheekily. Her eyes curved into two crescent moons. "Of course it will. Those boys who want to pursue me will be scared off by you. My university life won't be as good as I thought it would be."
"That's really a pity!"
Lynch's expression was not as regretful as he said. Instead, he seemed to be a little proud.
He looked at the other students in a very gentlemanly and apologetic manner. But overall, he said in a manner that allowed no refusal, "I'm sorry to take up some of Catherine's time."
The students expressed that they did not have anything to do with him. Even if they wanted to, in front of Lynch, who was countless times more outstanding than them, they could only say that they did not have anything to do with him.
This was the Federation, a society where money determined everything!
Seeing the two of them get into the luxury car by the roadside, the students' eyes were filled with amazement. Who would have thought that the inconspicuous girl in the school was Lynch's ex-girlfriend? Moreover, it seemed that there was a possibility of them getting back together.
Only the boys would be sad because they had no hope at all. Not only could they not catch up with Catherine in terms of academics, but they also could not prove that they were better than Lynch in other aspects.
The two of them left alone and talked about some interesting news in Catherine's school. They talked about the gossip between the cheerleader and the football forward, some scandals between teachers and female students, and everything related to academics.
Whether it was Catherine or Lynch, they were both very good at their studies. If it were not for their families being unable to support them in university, they would have graduated in a year and gotten a good job.
However, it was not too late. Lynch smiled innocently. He looked at the cheerful girl talking about the things that he had once dreamed of, and his heart was only calm.