Blackstone Cipher - Chapter705

"Mr. President!"

Lynch greeted him with a smile and reached out to shake hands with the president.

The president's hands were soft and not as dry as he had imagined. His body was very healthy and well maintained. In the presidential palace, there was the best medical team and personal health care team in the Federation. He did not need to worry about these things to maintain good health.

After the two shook hands, the president invited Lynch to sit down on the sofa. They were very close to each other.

"After I heard that you came back, I told Trumann that I wanted to talk to you. I heard that you had the same idea, so I invited you. I hope I didn't disturb your upcoming trip."

The president's words were very tactful. He did not have the domineering tone of a person with the highest authority in a powerful country. Compared to the Gaffra emperor, they were two extremes.

Three years ago, Lynch and the president had only met a few times through television. Now, he was sitting on the sofa in the president's office. The president had to take care of his emotions when he spoke. This was the charm of money!

"No, you don't have to worry about this. I have plenty of time now, and I'm honored to talk to you."

Lin Qi's performance was also very positive. This kind of attitude made both of them relax.

"Very good …" He looked up at Trumann. "If you don't mind, can you give us something to drink? I always feel like something is missing when I'm empty-handed."

He then looked at Lynch. "Coffee or wine?"

"Coffee!"

Trumann walked to the door and opened it. He called the secretary on duty and asked her to make two cups of coffee. He poured himself a glass of wine.

"You shouldn't drink at work, but I forgive you …" The president joked. He said this just to let Lynch know that he and Trumann were very close.

There was a saying that was simple and correct at the same time, "A friend's friend is also your friend." He wanted to tell Lynch that since they had a common friend, then they were also good friends!

The president was not trying to curry favor with Lynch. He was just trying to curry favor with Lynch's money in the bank.

After the secretary brought the coffee, the president stirred the coffee with a stirrer while chatting with Lynch in a seemingly normal manner. "I'm very concerned about your work in Najalil. Sometimes, I only have a single channel to obtain information. I don't know if the information that those people tell me is true or false."

"They think that I'm old and always say nice things, so I hope someone can talk to me about the things over there and the real situation over there."

Lynch immediately understood the President's train of thought. He couldn't possibly tell Lynch right from the start that the f * cking election was just around the corner, and he still had tens of millions of posters to pay for, or something like that. Hurry up and write me a check.

This kind of thing couldn't be said out loud. It required a strategy. Even if someone knew about their conversation, they wouldn't be able to find anything that could be used against them. This required a little bit of hinting.

Why couldn't the "slang" of the mafia and gangs be used as evidence in court?

It was because there were too many hints and non-literal interpretations in it. The judiciary believed that this kind of subjective and idealistic interpretation was difficult to persuade the public and the jury to believe that these things were some kind of criminal orders.

For example, "turn off the lights" was one of the most famous representations of the mafia's "slang". It actually meant to tell the person who received the order to kill the target in the event they were handling.

But if this sentence was used as a criminal order as evidence for a verdict, it would obviously make a big joke. It would become a carnival for the media and the public, and it would also show the incompetence of the judicial department.

The president and Lynch's conversation strategy was the same. They could not be so direct, but they could hint from the side.

"The situation in Najalil is not bad …" Lynch was very cooperative and talked about the development of Najalil in a serious manner.

The president did not show any expression of impatience at all. He just listened quietly, patiently, and seriously to Lynch's possibly boring content.

When Lynch was almost done, the president summed it up a little. "The initial stage of anything is very difficult and difficult. What you said is not exactly the same as what I know. This has filled in some important information for me. At least, it won't be so easy for them to fool me in the future."

At this point, he paused for a moment, then frowned slightly. "Lynch, can I call you that?"

"Of course, Mr. President."

The president smiled. "Lynch, do you think the Federation can play some role in these developments and problems you mentioned to help you solve some problems?"

"I know it's hard for you people to make a living outside. I heard that you also helped us open up the Amelia market. That's very rare, you know?"

"At least it's much rarer than those guys who only know how to take but don't know how to give. You've helped the country, and the country should also give you some help. Only in this way can our country develop and become the ideal country of the people!"

He looked at Lynch sincerely. If he did not know that this was just a process, if Lynch was really an ordinary young man who was lucky to be rich, then he would have taken it seriously.

This was actually the content of the deal —

What kind of return do you want to make a donation to me?!

It seemed quite unbelievable, but this was the reality.

From the mayoral election to the presidential election, it was inseparable from this set of questions. Even the questions that everyone asked were almost the same.

What do you want the government to do? This was almost an omnipotent question, including when dealing with ordinary voters. Some consulting and survey companies would randomly select passers-by and ask them what they wanted the government to do to improve their lives.

However, most of the questions on the answers of ordinary people were just a macro reference, such as improving the unreasonable social pension system, education reform, and medical reform.

Candidates would use these as slogans to participate in the election. As for whether there was a chance to really achieve it, that was another matter.

On the other hand, people like Lynch proposed some ideas face-to-face, and the people they donated to were often able to fulfill some of their wishes.

"I think there should be appropriate changes to the immigration policy …" Lynch quickly put forward some of his ideas. "At present, the Federation only has immigrants and non-immigrants, but I think there should be a group in between."

"They can not be citizens of the Federation, and they can't pay for basic social security such as social insurance, but they can live in the Federation for a long time, go to school, find a job, and even live a normal life here."

"When we work outside, we find that many people are very eager to live in the Federation, but the current immigration law of the Federation restricts these behaviors, so yearning will always be yearning."

"If we can be more relaxed, our work outside will be easier."

"In addition, I also have some ideas about the tax issue …"

There were three kinds of immigration laws in the Federation: investment immigration, skilled immigration, and labor immigration.

Labor immigration was introduced in the past few years when society was developing rapidly. Factories had to stop production because they could not recruit enough workers, which prompted the Federation government to bring in a large number of low-level people.

For example, people like Asr came to the Federation during that period.

But as the economy declined, there was overproduction, and factories began to stop production, and the Federation people expressed dissatisfaction with these low-level immigrants for robbing the jobs of their citizens.

Since then, the most basic labor immigration had been stopped, and less than a thousand people were approved every year.

But this was also a great weapon to deal with the Nagaleans. When the Nagaleans who came to the Federation to study fell in love with the prosperity here, they would work hard to help the boss exploit themselves in order to live and live here as soon as possible.

Scalp and blood?

If they could, they would directly cut off their own heads and put them on the boss's table.

In addition to this, the necessary tax exemption policy was also one of the benefits. Generally speaking, this was an entire chain of interests. The president would use certain ways to let the sponsors profit through targeted tax exemption policies.

For example, for a certain industry, for example, a certain technology, or a certain patented technology, there was always a way to find a reasonable and acceptable way to solve the problem. Then, all the accounts would be transferred to this project, and "wealth freedom" would be realized.

The two of them chatted happily and harmoniously.

At the last moment of the plan, the president suddenly said, "I heard that you have about forty to fifty thousand employees in and out of the country?"

"In fact, I don't have many employees. They are all business partners. For example, the family workshop that I set up in Saibin has more than six thousand families working for me, covering at least ten thousand people." Lin Qi corrected Zhang Heng. "That's right.

"Logistics and so on all over the country cooperate with me in the form of cooperation. I have more than fifty thousand partners. We are not directly superior and subordinate, but there is one thing I need to make clear to you here."

Lynch calmly looked directly into the president's eyes. "Each of us is an unwavering supporter of the Progressive Party, and we are also willing to contribute our own strength to the cause of the Progressive Party."

Although the president did not show any expression at first, there were some changes in his eyes. But at this moment, the look in his eyes changed back. He patted Lynch's arm and looked at Mr. Trumann with a smile. "Lynch may be young, but he is very capable and very responsible!"