Even a fool would know that this was not a good time to make a move. Michael glared at Lynch fiercely and left quickly.
A few minutes later, Mr. Fox walked in with a puzzled look on his face. He closed the door, saw the gifts, and smiled. "I saw Michael just now. He seems to be very angry."
Lynch nodded and gestured to the gifts he sent. "He came to ask for my forgiveness, but I didn't agree," he said casually.
Mr. Fox sighed and walked to the round chair at the side to sit down. He picked up a fruit and took a bite. It was quite juicy.
The shops and stalls in the hospital were the hospital's own businesses, and it was related to the livelihood of many people. Naturally, they would not dare to be perfunctory. This was also one of the potential advantages brought about by capitalization or commercialization, and that was competitiveness.
People, businesses, and even industries without competitiveness would quickly be eliminated in the tide of capital. In order to ensure that they would not be eliminated, these people would try their best to make themselves competitive.
Mr. Fox swallowed the fruit in his mouth and hesitated for a moment. However, he still said, "Actually, it's best if we can settle this matter peacefully. If we really get rid of Michael, the tax bureau might not pretend to be deaf and blind."
In Mr. Fox's opinion, Lynch had already gotten the result he wanted. He won against Michael, and the latter came to beg for his forgiveness. Therefore, they should compromise and solve the problem. Neither side would end up in a bad situation.
This was also the way people like Mr. Fox always thought and did things. Sometimes, they would threaten the law enforcement agencies that threatened them, but they would never really stab them with a knife.
To put it bluntly, they were a bunch of sh * t. If they could get rid of one today, there would be a new person coming to deal with them tomorrow. Therefore, they were very particular about not going overboard. It would be best if everyone was happy.
Mr. Fox thought that Lin Qi's actions were a little too extreme. He said meaningfully, "You've embarrassed the people from the tax bureau. They'll keep an eye on you."
This sentence couldn't be wrong, but it couldn't be right either.
Lynch turned to look at him and asked, "Mr. Fawkes, even if I stop now, do you think that this matter has reached the point where everyone in the Federation knows about it? Do you think that a mere director of the Saibin Federation's Tax Bureau can stop just because he wants to?"
"No!"
He raised his finger and gestured. "The people above want to see who made them lose face, and the people below also want to regain some face from me. Whether I forgive Michael or not, they will keep an eye on him."
"In three to five days, they'll start looking for trouble with me. If I forgive Michael now, it'll only make them think that I'm a young man without any background and that I'm a weak person who can be bullied at will."
"Since forgiveness won't change the situation I'm about to face, why should I let myself suffer?"
As he spoke, he even laughed. "Since you've decided to do it, don't think about leaving a way out. The more you think about it, the less courage you'll have."
Mr. Fawkes' expression changed a little. He frowned and thought for a while before nodding in agreement with Lynch's idea. "You're right. What should we do next?"
In fact, from the beginning of the whole thing, no one was at fault. If there was, it could only be said that Michael had targeted the wrong person.
If Lynch didn't resist, he would be the unlucky one in the end. He would either be thrown into prison by Michael, or be secretly killed by Mr. Fawkes.
Therefore, someone had to fall. Every successful person usually didn't rely on their own strength to stand up, but on the corpses of those who failed.
If Lynch's guess was right, the tax bureau would start investigating Lynch and collect evidence. Even the law enforcement agencies beyond the jurisdiction of the tax bureau would start probing Lynch's situation.
Lynch didn't care much about these problems. "We're legal businessmen, Mr. Fawkes. Actually, this will be a huge opportunity for you and your business."
Mr. Fawkes was more attentive when it came to matters related to himself. He threw the half-eaten fruit into the trash can and took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his slightly sticky fingers. "What do you mean?"
"Saibin City is being watched by the higher-ups. They'll definitely send some investigation teams or ask the local law enforcement agencies to clean up the chaotic city streets. When that happens, people will disappear. Won't that be your chance?"
Lynch's voice had a hint of seduction. "Think about it. If you're the only one in the whole city …"
Mr. Fawkes swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His heart was pounding violently. He had never considered such a thing before. The division of territory wasn't something that could be decided by a few words. It was a rule that had been passed down for many years.
Every industry had to have rules. Only with rules could there be order. If he wanted to expand his business and territory rashly, as long as he had the thought, others would warn him not to act recklessly. Otherwise, he would be going against everyone.
This was a fixed logic. No one could afford to go to war. Saibin City was just a small city. They didn't have the boldness, courage, means, and background of those in the big cities.
But now, Lynch had painted a big picture for him. If he was the only one in the whole city doing this business … Just thinking about it made him shudder. With so much profit, if he could pocket all of it …
However, he quickly shook off this unrealistic fantasy. He quickly shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I want to, but I can't do it."
His tone and gaze were very sincere. "First of all, I know that my business is illegal. Second, I don't have the ability to declare war on others at the same time. I can't win against them!"
The expansion of the underground world was accompanied by a bloody storm. Every bill was stained with blood. Only death could appease the anger of those who harmed the interests of others.
Mr. Fawkes was just a finance company. He did have some people working for him, but they weren't strong enough. They weren't vicious enough.
Lynch waved his hand. "You'll know when the time comes. I'm telling you this because I want you to be mentally prepared."
On the other hand, Michael, who had been thwarted by Lynch, was sent to prison. Michael's trial was in two days. Now, he hoped that Michael would retract his confession and not admit to his crime.
On one hand, the purpose of doing this was to tie Lynch to this case. As long as he could find a way to prove that Lynch had framed him, then the incident of him beating up Lynch and causing him to be hospitalized could be interpreted as another crime that could be forgiven by the public.
He used a ring to kill his own child. Then, the incident of him beating up Lynch had nothing to do with law enforcement authority or his identity. He was just standing in the perspective of a father and doing what a father should do.
The uproar of the public and public opinion would also shift from whether he was suspected of some crime to sympathy for him. Not only would he be able to keep his job, but his family would also not have any problems.
On the other hand, if it didn't work out, he would get Michael out as soon as possible while he still had some power. In the future, he might even be able to get Michael a job through his old boss.
Based on these two points, he had to talk to Michael again.
But what he didn't know was that what happened between him and Lynch was not only known to the Federation, but also to the prisoners in the prison. They could read the newspaper, which was a protected activity.
When Michael found out that his father was in big trouble, he had originally planned to give up on confessing and let his father get him out. But now, he completely wiped the thought from his mind.
Now that Michael couldn't even protect himself, if he interfered in his own affairs, he might be accused of abusing his power. Then, things would become even more troublesome. So, when Michael asked to visit him, Michael rejected the prison guard's request.
His thinking was actually very correct. Only by keeping Michael safe could this family have a future. It was just that sometimes young people's brains … would have some inexplicable problems.
Young people always felt that they had grown up and matured, and could think like adults, but they neglected a fatal problem.
They had always lived in an ivory tower. How would they know what real society was like?
After being rejected by Michael, Michael was completely disheartened. He only felt that the end had come.