"What a beautiful girl!"
As soon as they met, Ms. Trish directly praised Catherine's beauty, and Catherine responded very generously.
It could be seen that these two months as an intern in the presidential palace had made her grow a lot. When facing people like Ms. Trish, she did not show stage fright.
"Thank you for your compliment. You are also very beautiful and have an enviable temperament."
Lynch interrupted at the right time and led the two ladies into the restaurant.
This was a restaurant that could be considered high-end in Bupain. The head chef of the restaurant was said to be a painter who wasn't very famous, and was sent by the academy.
Some of his classmates and friends had more or less begun to have some status and fame in the field of painting, but he was still unknown.
This was not to say that his paintings were not good enough, but his painting style was a little unlikable. In addition, he lacked some operating capital, so he had been lukewarm, and even filling his stomach had become a problem.
When he was middle-aged and had his first child, he began to seriously consider what kind of future he wanted.
In the end, he gave up his dream of becoming a famous painter and began to try cooking.
He used his grasp of color and picture on the dishes. Several of the most famous gourmets in the Federation had eaten here, and most of their reviews were very positive and positive.
The taste may not be the best, but the dishes here were definitely first-class in the Federation.
With characteristics and publicity, it meant that there was business.
With the dream of becoming a painter, he became a chef. Sometimes, fate was really a wonderful thing.
Lynch ordered a set meal. Chefs with a temper generally had some inexplicable rules, especially after these chefs solved the problem of food and clothing and became a little famous. They believed that the market should follow their own rules and not cater to the market.
Of course, these were not important. What was important was that the environment here was good, and the food was good, and that was enough.
"Catherine, can I call you that?"
After sitting down, Ms. Trish asked softly, and Catherine naturally nodded in agreement.
Ms. Tracy glanced at Lynch and then at Catherine. "What do you think of my job?"
Before coming here, Lynch had told Catherine about Ms. Trish's work, and she replied quickly, "Fighting for the rights of women is the best expression of the Federation's spirit of freedom. The times are progressing, and we should face our own rights, not be afraid to speak up in the face of the male-dominated social power."
"Your work is very admirable. If anyone thinks that a hero must be a man, then it must be because they don't know you, Madam Trish!"
Lynch also raised his eyebrows. He swore that he did not teach Catherine these words. Catherine's growth was gratifying.
Of course, this was inevitable. When working in the government, the biggest feeling was that you would understand what the government officials, the mainstream media, and the public wanted.
Even if you didn't know how to deal with these work, you would gradually understand after seeing others deal with it.
In the secretaries of every company in the Federation, there were one or two commissioners who were responsible for dealing with these documents. They were paid more than other secretaries, but they did not do much work.
Because what they had to deal with was writing reports to the government, press releases to the media, and news announced to the public.
It seemed like a simple task, but it wasn't an easy task to capture different aspects of the same thing and present it to them.
It was like how the police often told people how many gangsters they had arrested and how many illegal weapons they had seized to show the role of the police.
When the city hall announced this problem to the public, they often said that they had solved some small problems, and the end point was how much the public security rate had increased and how much the crime rate had decreased.
The media's perspective was slightly different. They might show how terrible these criminals were by attacking the incompetence of the government, creating some tension and attention.
It was the same thing, but there were many different ways to express it. It did not seem very complicated, but it was not that simple.
In more than two months, there was no one to guide her. She had indeed grown a lot.
Ms. Tracy's face was suddenly full of smiles. "You said it very well. I know you are complimenting me, but I really like it."
She did not hide her thoughts at all. For a big shot, this might be called being frank.
"Are you interested in joining us?"
Ms. Tracy extended an olive branch to Catherine. "You can have your own work. When you feel necessary, you can also work with us."
Ms. Tracy lowered her voice. "We will not rush to the front line. You don't have to worry about this at all."
She also patted Catherine's hand as if to let her completely relax.
Catherine glanced at Lynch, and Lynch nodded. She agreed.
The feminist movement would inevitably develop from a "phenomenon" to an inevitable "political movement." This was like the natural elimination of slavery in history. In the end, society had to face women's rights.
There was no problem for female officials to have a feminist identity. Instead, it could provide them with a clear position and coat, making them more real in the eyes of the people.
The Federation was a different country. When people evaluated officials, "authenticity" was a very important factor.
If your performance was too perfect, the people would think that it was all a performance, all an act, a mask to fool the people.
But if you were like a real person, with some shining points and some small problems of a normal person, people would think that you were a real "person" and not a liar.
Look at the top politicians in the Federation and the world. Some were slovenly, some liked to swear, some liked to eat in public, some liked to play golf. They always had some small problems.
Catherine agreed to join the feminist organization. Ms. Tracy's smile became more sincere. It would not be so difficult for her to ask Lynch for political contributions in the future.
"After the internship, do you have any considerations?"
Ms. Tracy asked another question. Before dinner was served, everyone could chat casually.
Catherine thought for a moment. "I haven't considered it yet. There's still a long time. My internship won't end until spring break next year."
After spring break, she would return to school with the evaluation of the internship unit. Then, she would get a suitable score according to the evaluation and graduate from school.
If nothing unexpected happened, many professors would be willing to write her a recommendation letter.
Whether or not it worked, if Catherine went into politics in the future, these professors could also tell the students that they wrote Catherine's recommendation letter.
Shameless?
No, this was society.
Ms. Tracy was a little hesitant. She thought for a moment and said, "If you can't find a suitable place next year, why don't you come to work with me for a while? I don't know if Lynch has told you …"
She looked at Lynch, and Lynch shook his head slightly. Ms. Tracy's face had some inherent pride, but she pretended to be reserved and said humbly, "I plan to integrate some of the scattered feminist organizations in the country. There's a lot of work involved in negotiating with the local government and civil society.
It may not be a very comfortable job. You won't be able to sit in the office most of the time, but it will let all the women in the Federation and all the people who care about equal rights know and understand you.
No matter what we do in the future, it will be an important qualification for us. What do you think? "
Ms. Tracy's invitation was beyond Lynch's expectation. He did not consider the situation here at first, and he did not know that Ms. Tracy would suddenly visit him.
In his plan, Catherine could start as the mayor's administrative assistant. It was easy to meet this requirement. The new mayor of Sabin was very respectful to Lynch.
The new mayor was the governor's man. The governor had a good relationship with Lynch, and Adelaide also had a good relationship with him. The mayor was naturally one of his own people. It was very easy to arrange an administrative assistant.
She would be exposed to the most basic government affairs and politics, and integrate bit by bit. Then she could be a city councilor, mayor, state legislator, congressman, governor, or senator, and finally participate in the presidential election.
It was easy to say, but it was definitely not so easy to implement. It was easy and difficult for a politician to achieve results. The most important part was to let people know you and recognize your political ideas and policies.
Ms. Tracy had now given him a new path, and Lynch suddenly felt that it was very good.
Although in the long run, Catherine might always be labeled as a "woman's rights member", which was not so popular in Congress.
However, this was not necessarily not an advantage.
Times were constantly evolving. The feminist movement was still in its early stages. When the feminist movement developed to the middle and later stages, the awakening of women's overall consciousness would inevitably lead the country to make the most correct decisions!
We need a female president to prove the victory of affirmative action, to prove the value of various political campaigns for women's rights.
This might happen in 20 or 30 years. By then, everything might be just right.
Lynch nodded slightly, and Catherine immediately agreed. "This is also what I hope. I hope that I can do something for those women who are being treated unfairly. I will do my best to do something."
What a pleasant conversation!
The chefs pushed the dining cart out from the back hall, and the three of them stopped chatting in time.
The big plates with lids on them looked a little exaggerated. They were at least a foot in diameter, and they could not see what was inside.
When the plates were placed properly, the head chef, who was also the owner of the restaurant, came over. He would personally serve Lynch's guests.
It was not that he was familiar with Lynch, but it was all for the sake of money and influence!
Art could not fill one's stomach, but money could!