Happy times were always short-lived. During dinner, Catherine's mood was obviously a little low.
"Are you going back after dinner?"
Catherine looked at Lynch. "Don't you want to stay for a few more days?"
Lynch shook his head while holding the knife and fork in his hand to cut the food. "No, I have a ticket tonight to Bentley."
Bentley would start a seven-day fashion week in three days. By then, the trendsetters of the entire Federation, and even the trendsetters of the surrounding countries would gather in Bentley to compete.
This was a major event in the fashion industry. Naturally, various organizers would invite various celebrities to support them. For these celebrities, appearing frequently in front of the media and the public could also maintain their image. There were also benefits. It was a win-win situation.
Lynch also received some invitations from the organizers. "The Adventures of Lynch", which was published based on his true experience, was selling like hot cakes. In addition, the movie adaptation was in full swing, and he was the second-largest shareholder of Fox Pictures. This meant that he was also a figure in this circle.
He had declined many invitations, but he couldn't refuse Sevillera's invitation. He had asked the girl to help him several times, and this was the first time the girl had invited him to accompany her. He couldn't refuse.
A girl like Sevillera, with her family and her social background, would definitely not miss such a fashion event. She needed a male companion to set her off, just like Lynch sometimes needed a female companion.
In the current Federation society, there weren't many people of the same age who could be more outstanding than Lin Qi. Perhaps some people could rely on their unparalleled family background to perform as well as Lin Qi, but to be much stronger than him, it wasn't enough just to rely on family background.
Catherine's eyes lit up when she heard the name of Bentley, but the light in her eyes soon disappeared. "Unfortunately, I still have to go to class!"
To some extent, learning was similar to most skills. As long as one relaxed for a period of time, many things would gradually be forgotten and covered in dust.
In the past two years, she had been juggling work and life. This had caused the girl to forget a lot of knowledge that she had long mastered. She needed to work harder than others to keep up with her studies. This was the only thing she had now.
She wanted to go, but she also knew that in seven days, not only would she miss at least twelve major classes, but she would also miss a long time of self-study.
Seven days of wasted time would take her a longer time to recover. This was not a good deal. Bentley was there, and the fashion week was held every year. She could wait.
"I hope you can have a good time!"
The girl cleverly didn't ask Lin Qi if he had a female companion. If she were to ask this question, it would be very awkward and the atmosphere would change.
Lynch nodded slightly and accepted the girl's beautiful blessings. "If there's something suitable for you, I'll get someone to bring it back for you."
After dinner, Lynch sent the girl to the apartment. Lynch bought Catherine an apartment near the school.
An apartment was not necessarily synonymous with cheap, dirty, and messy. Indeed, most apartments in every city had these problems, but there were also many apartments that were completely different from what some people thought.
In fact, Lynch also had a stand-alone house in Kurilan. He planned to let Catherine live in that house, but then he considered that Catherine was only one person, and a young girl at that. In some ways, such a girl living alone was already tempting some people to commit crimes.
In the end, he decided to buy Catherine a boutique apartment with a strict management system. The entire building was occupied by the elites of society.
Kurilan State University was about three streets away from the commercial center of Kurilan City. The speed of development was too fast. Not only did the universities on the outskirts of the city unwittingly become urban areas, even the commercial center had begun to shift.
The base rent of 75 RMB per month plus various other expenses would cost between 95 RMB to 125 RMB after all the expenses were paid. Those who could afford this kind of rent at a time like this could be said to be standing at the forefront of society.
Lynch used Hart's friend's connections to get in touch with the owner of the condominium and spent 175,000 yuan to buy one of the condominiums.
Catherine didn't have to pay any additional fees to live here. She only had to pay for her electricity, water, and garbage collection every month. The "salary" Lynch gave her was enough for her to support her life here alone.
As soon as he walked into the apartment, the two security guards in the duty room on the first floor of the apartment quickly stood up when they saw Lynch. They had seen Lynch before, not only from the recent newspapers and TV, but Lynch had also been here before, together with their big boss. He was a big shot.
Lin Qi greeted the two with a friendly smile. While waiting for the elevator, he also talked about the society that was gradually stabilizing and even showing signs of recovery. In short, he didn't have the slightest association with the word "big shot", which made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze.
About half an hour later, Lynch came out of the elevator. The two security guards who were giggling in front of the TV stood up nervously again. Lynch still smiled and raised his hand, indicating that they didn't have to trouble themselves.
Just as he was about to step out of the first floor of the apartment, one of the security guards shouted, "Mr. Lynch …"
Lynch's footsteps paused. He turned around and looked at the two security guards behind the barbed wire in the duty room. "What's the matter?"
His tone was not aggressive at all, and he was very patient. Sometimes, as long as the big shots showed their normal selves, they would be flattered.
But when those insignificant people showed their true selves, it would make people feel something special.
Money was really a magical thing!
"Yes, Mr. Lynch, your neck …" One of the security guards touched his chin. Lynch was stunned. He took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped his chin. There were some light red marks.
He probably didn't notice it when he was tidying up his clothes. He wiped his chin and thanked the security guard. Finally, he raised his neck slightly. "Anything else?"
"No, Mr. Lynch …"
The security guard obviously didn't finish his words, and Lynch didn't leave. These security guards seemed to be just small shots at the bottom of society, but in some unexpected situations, these small shots could also decide the fate of the big shots.
Lynch waited patiently for him to finish.
About seven or eight seconds after the security guard said this, the slightly older security guard scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "My daughter is your fan. She likes your adventure book very much. I was thinking …"
"Of course, why not?"
Lynch walked to the window. The security guard handed over a notebook and a pen in surprise.
Lynch looked at him with a smile. "What's the name of our little princess?"
"Helen, Mr. Lynch. Her name is Helen!"
The security guard still couldn't believe that such a big shot would stop to listen to his request and fulfill one of his wishes. It was really incredible.
Lynch quickly wrote a line of words on the notebook. "To our beautiful princess Helen, may happiness be with you forever — Lynch." After he finished writing, he sent the notebook back. "Is there anything else?"
"No, no. Thank you so much, Mr. Lynch. This is really a surprise!"
The security guard was very excited. He could imagine his daughter's joy after getting this signature. This might be one of the few ways she could get happiness in her life.
Lynch nodded slightly and said goodbye to the two security guards. The two security guards didn't sit down. Instead, they watched Lynch's car disappear completely behind the door frame. Only then did they sit down with a sigh.
"This is why some people succeed, and some people …" The security guard carefully cut out the paper with Lynch's wishes and signature and put it away.
He just wanted an autograph. He didn't expect Lynch to write a blessing, which made him very touched.
Of course, the security guard didn't know that on the one hand, Lynch wouldn't be stingy with this kind of free favor. On the other hand, if there was only an autograph without a blessing, it would be easy for this signature to be abused.
Similar things had happened in history. A well-planned scam caused a series of lawsuits because of a small signature.
So in order to avoid these possible problems, and at the same time, to bless the lovely girl who he had never met, Lynch sent a long message.
At this time, on the seventh floor of the apartment, Catherine leaned on the window sill and watched Lynch's car disappear into the traffic. She withdrew her gaze, turned around, and walked towards the bathroom. She stretched her back.
Although she was a little discouraged, it was more of a motivation. She would definitely catch up with him, and she had to catch up with him, just like in the past!
That night, Lynch took the south train to Bentley, where a girl was waiting for him.
On the train, Lynch looked out of the window at the night sky with a bright moon and sparse stars. For a moment, his mind was blank. He didn't think about anything, completely empty …
At this moment, in Boston, there was also a person who wished to be able to completely empty his mind like Lynch, but obviously, he couldn't do it.
"… Okay, I can guarantee that this matter has nothing to do with you … I will pay attention to the way I work … Goodbye!"
Mr. Trumann, who hung up the phone, sighed. In the morning, after Lynch got what he wanted, he directly mobilized the Safety Committee to investigate the three foundations sent by Lynch.
It had been less than twelve hours since he issued the order, but more than twenty core figures of lobbying groups and some well-known personal brokers had called him.
He had poked a hornet's nest, and he knew very well that this was just the beginning. The real big shots had not yet made their move.
Less than a minute after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again. When he reached out to answer the phone, he accidentally saw a name in a document on the desktop – "Health Federation Foundation".
This name seemed to mock him …
F * ck!