Catherine, who came out of the apartment with Lynch, was still in a state of shock. She had originally planned to intern at a local media company in Kurilan, where the parents of a female classmate of hers were in the middle management.
Through this female classmate, she could easily get the intern card. After three months of internship, she could get an excellent evaluation and go back to the library to continue reading.
This was the life Catherine had arranged for herself for the next year. Three months to settle the evaluation, and the rest of the time to continue enriching herself.
She had never considered the possibility of being an intern at a place like the Presidential Palace. God above, she had never dreamed of such a thing!
Looking at Lynch holding her hand, Catherine suddenly felt a little sad. The gap between her and Lynch was getting bigger and bigger, and she could barely see him!
Three years ago, when they were still living in that small rented apartment, their fantasies for the future were limited to "having a house of their own", "being able to raise a child", and "having a stable job for both of us".
Who would have thought that after such a short time, she would be interning at the Presidential Palace, and the recommendation letter was personally written by Lynch?
He was clearly holding her hand, but it gave Catherine a very unreal feeling. It was as if she would be far away from him at any time, or be far away from him by him.
She used a little strength and held Lynch's hand tightly. This was the only way she could feel that she would not get lost.
Lynch glanced at her, held her hand back, and smiled.
"Don't be nervous, it's very simple!"
This idiot, the girl thought, but she also had a smile on her face. At least Lynch was holding her hand tightly. She took a deep breath. She had to follow!
The two went to the bookstore first. In Lynch's words, interning at the Presidential Palace could not know how to deal with national affairs, but you had to at least know how many states there were in the Federation, what cities there were in each state, what the governor of each state was called, and what the speaker of the state senate was called.
Content like this, which was probably equivalent to "geographical knowledge", was the most commonly asked question in the Presidential Palace. Some media outlets exposed a small scandal, and the first thought of the president or related people was not "what should I do" or "how to refute the rumors".
Instead, it was "where the f * ck did this news come from?"
The Federation was very small, with seventeen states, but the Federation was very big, with two to three hundred cities. No one could remember these people all the time, so there were secretaries and interns.
"who is the mayor of a city in a state?"
This kind of problem often appeared in the presidential palace. The real professional things were done by professionals. The interns only needed to deal with these things.
Lynch chose books that were related to the division of the Federation's administrative regions. These books introduced the division of the Federation's states and cities in detail. There were also some books on the Federation's geography.
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. "." Hey, Catherine! "
A blonde girl waved her hand. She was wearing a pink T-shirt that exposed her navel and a pair of tight jeans. She looked very youthful.
Lynch suspected that she was hiding something in her clothes. Otherwise, she wouldn't look so … full.
Beside her was a boy who looked about the same age as her. He had slightly long and unruly hair, a vest, and an open shirt that was one size too big.
Because of his hair, it was hard to see what he looked like. At this time, the boy always had some inexplicable thoughts. He could be said to be a maverick, but in fact, he was more like a coquettish person, always thinking that he could lead the trend.
"Hi, Jane …". Catherine waved her hand. Although some people who were choosing books looked up at the two girls, they didn't show too much displeasure.
Beautiful girls always had privileges.
"Wow, is this your boyfriend?"
The girl named "Jane" looked at Lynch, her eyes shining. "I've never heard you mention … Wait, he looks a little familiar!"
Not everyone would pay attention to the news, especially these adolescent children who were relatively well-off and had a lot of hormones.
Well, around 20 years old. It was the right time.
It was normal that she didn't know Lynch. She just felt that she had seen him somewhere before.
Unexpectedly, the girl stretched out her hand. "You're very handsome. Your girlfriend hid you very well. Let's get to know each other, Jane."
Lynch shook the girl's hand, and then shook it again. "Lynch."
The boy next to the girl was a little unhappy. There was no doubt that Lynch's shaking of her hand made him instinctively feel a little disgusted. After all, the girl next to him was his girlfriend. He didn't have any special fetish for shaking her hand so fiercely.
But at this time, Lynch's name stunned him.
Unlike the girls who put too much energy on various fashion magazines, television, and movies, the boys would occasionally pay attention to those famous people.
It wasn't that they were really studious. They just wanted to compare themselves with these people and see where they lost.
The girl seemed to know Lynch's bad taste, and she didn't feel disgusted. She smiled and said to Catherine, "Your boyfriend isn't a good person."
Catherine nodded with a smile. "He's always been like this."
Obviously, he wasn't the quarterback, but the girls in the cheerleading team couldn't wait to throw themselves at him. It made the quarterback in the school wonder if he was playing a fake game.
Lynch's bad taste was always frequent. In fact, he wasn't teasing people, nor was he trying to make a fool of anyone. It was just a kind of "naivety" and "simplicity".
When Lynch reached out to the boy next to Jane, the big boy became nervous.
He rubbed his right hand on his body, and after wiping the sweat off his palm, he shook Lynch's hand. "Mr. Lynch, my name is Kevin."
"Hello, Kevin!"
Kevin's performance and attitude were a little … awkward. He couldn't put his finger on it. It was as if he was inexplicably submissive.
Jane, who was not angry at Lynch's joke, was a little angry at that moment. Her boyfriend's behavior was too unbearable, and it made her feel embarrassed.
She quietly nudged her boyfriend with her elbow. The latter rolled his eyes at her and withdrew his hand, but he was still a little uneasy.
Lynch knew that the young man had recognized him. He smiled and said, "It seems that you're here for a date. So are we. Then we …"
Jane quickly smiled and said goodbye to the two. When she watched Lynch and Catherine go to pay the bill, she said unhappily, "Your performance is really disappointing!"
"Disappointing?"
Kevin returned to normal. "Oh my God, you still don't recognize who he is?"
The girl seemed to realize something. "Who is he?"
"Lynch, the youngest Mr. 10 billion. Oh my God, don't you ever watch the news?"
He seemed to have thought of something. "How's your relationship with Catherine?"
The girl curled her lips. "So-so. She's a little unsociable."
Unsociable, did not participate in various sorority groups, did not smoke, did not drink, did not have promiscuous relationships, and did not take off her clothes to play surfing on the grass.
As for this kind of "good girl", the girls were actually not very welcoming. They liked those who could have fun with their own kind, not a bookworm.
However, although their relationship was very ordinary, they could still talk to each other.
The big boy sighed. "If you have a good relationship, maybe we can ask Mr. Lynch to write a recommendation letter for us …" He glanced at his girlfriend. "But it doesn't seem to work."
…
This was just a small interlude. After buying the books, the two walked around, and Lynch bought some new season clothes for Catherine.
These clothes looked a little stiff and not so fancy, but it was exactly what she needed the most.
It was not easy to be an intern in the Office of the President. The dress code was also very strict. More than one person wanted to get some promotion in a place like the Office of the President in some way. Therefore, the dress code for female staff became stricter. It was even stricter than the dress code for high school and university.
Various women's rights organizations had protested this matter, arguing that the Federation government's requirement that female public servants of the Federation must meet certain standards was discrimination against women. But until now, protests were just protests.
With the order in hand, the two watched a movie outside, had a sumptuous dinner, and then returned to the apartment.
The administrator of the apartment had been replaced. The young man had inexplicably resigned and left, and the management company had to urgently transfer another person over.
When Lynch and the others returned, the manager of the management company was telling the new administrator some special things to pay attention to.
The summer heat made people sweat profusely. When they returned to the apartment, they naturally had to take a shower, and there was only one bed in the apartment …
Sometimes, some things were so interesting. Even though they had been separated for a period of time, the familiar feeling of facing oneself was still the same as before.
It was a quiet night.
Lynch stayed here for a few days, mainly to tell Catherine some of the preparations she needed to make. In fact, it was fine if she did not prepare.
Lynch was a hardcore "presidential" person, and the people he recommended would not be fired even if they did something wrong.
But it was better to be prepared than not, because opportunities were always given to those who were prepared.
At the same time, some old news began to spread among the students, such as Catherine's boyfriend.
This was not a new topic. In fact, it had been spread twice before. Someone had seen Lynch and Catherine together, but Lynch did not appear for a long time.
A female classmate who was close to Catherine came to visit her the day after Lynch left.
She just wanted to tell her best friend that this time, she had to hold on and not be fooled by that stinky man Lynch!