"Look, who's here!"
Before Lynch could get close to the place where people were socializing, the president, who was chatting with someone, immediately turned to Lynch and shouted softly under the butler's whisper.
In fact, this was also to introduce Lynch to everyone. Not everyone knew Lynch.
This might make some people feel strange. Lin Qi was so famous, how could there be people who didn't know him?
This was actually the most normal situation. People knew "Lynch", but they didn't know his face. In this era where information technology was not developed enough, there were too many situations where they only knew the name and didn't know what the other party looked like.
If Mr. President didn't shout Lynch's name so loudly, there might be some people who would only watch from the side during the queuing process and wouldn't communicate with Lynch.
As one of Mr. President's sponsors, Mr. President hoped that everyone here could become good friends. Only then would everyone support him.
Lynch took the initiative to walk forward. The two shook hands, but the president's hand did not let go. He kept holding Lynch's hand.
"You came a little earlier than I thought. Didn't you go out on a date?"
He made a little joke, and some people laughed along with him.
Being able to talk about each other's lovers or families was a sign of intimacy. Your Excellency talked about Lynch's date in front of everyone. Other than wanting to express his closeness to Lynch, it was more to maintain the atmosphere.
A good atmosphere was very important to a party, and the party that Lynch attended today could easily become a little boring.
At this time, someone stood up, "I still vaguely remember that two or three years ago, Mr. Lynch came to attend your celebration …"
The span of time was suddenly pulled apart, reflecting that the friendship between Lynch and your Excellency was not because of some interests, but because of a foundation.
After all, they had known each other for a few years. Wasn't it normal for their relationship to become closer now?
There would be such people at all kinds of parties. They played important roles, but they were absolutely inconspicuous, and they would not steal the light of the party master.
With this green leaf's words, your Excellency let go of Lynch's hand at the right time. "You can talk to the others first. We still have some time before the party officially begins."
He raised his wrist and looked at the watch on his wrist. "It's in half an hour. There's no serious theme for this party. We're just going to barbecue, fish, play ball, and relax our nerves in the midst of our busy lives!"
He patted Lynch's arm and left with a smile.
As soon as your Excellency left, someone came up to him. "Mr. Lynch, we've met before."
The person who spoke was the green leaf who had just joined in the fun. Lynch also smiled warmly. The two shook hands. He said, "Was it at the celebration a few years ago?"
He returned the words that the green leaf had said to him. This method was not annoying. Both sides had friendly intentions, so the two of them laughed loudly.
"You may not know me, Mr. Lynch, but I've heard a lot about you."
"The young leader of the Federation, the youngest Mr. Ten Billion, an important board member of the Najaril United Development Corporation..." Mr. Green Leaf waved his hands as if he was holding something. "If I can get one of those titles, I'll wake up laughing in the middle of the night."
He said as he shook his arm hard. "My name is Dave. Just call me Dave."
Lynch called his name, and the two men let go of each other's hands.
Dave made an inviting gesture, inviting Lynch to a slightly less crowded place on the side.
The garden was too big, so big that they only occupied a very small area. After walking a few steps, there was no one around who could disturb them.
"I've heard about your approach in Najaril and Amelia, and I've also learned some about the idea of the 'financial war' that you proposed before. To be honest, it's amazing!"
Dave's way of speaking was destined to make people hate him. Every successful person had their own way of being successful. Just because some people's methods of success were not classy, it did not mean that it was a trick.
There was no trick to success.
Lynch nodded. "I didn't expect you to pay so much attention to it."
He did not know this person five minutes ago. It was just a way of speaking to socialize.
Dave nodded. "We have always been bystanders. There is a voice in society that thinks we should be more involved, but at that time..."
He shook his head and did not continue in detail. Everyone knew what kind of time it was, escapism was prevalent.
"If you could have proposed this idea earlier, maybe we would have joined the world war in another way, changing the world through the power of money. That was the most prosperous period of the Federation's economy."
"Of course, it's not too bad now. Although we didn't gain anything, we didn't lose anything either."
"Mr. Lynch, if there is a second world war, why do you think people will go to war?"
"Land?"
"Resources?"
"Population?"
"Politics?"
"Or wealth?"
Lynch did not answer this question. He asked instead, "Do you think there will be a second world war?"
Dave nodded seriously. "Isn't that for sure?"
"The countries involved in the First World War did not know much about how to launch a war of this scale. In the past, war may have been just an internal dispute within a country or a war between two neighboring countries."
"People are not familiar with the war that affects the whole world and divides the whole world into two camps, so no one has achieved much this time."
"Except for signing some treaties that are actually worthless, no one has gained any practical benefits."
"Even if a bone is broken, people will forget the pain after the injury is healed, not to mention that no one was fatally injured this time. The war will definitely break out again."
Lynch agreed with this point of view. "If a war breaks out again, it must be for the sake of interests..."
He did not go into detail, nor did he say whose interests it was.
There was no doubt that it must be to satisfy the interests of the domestic people, to satisfy the interests of capitalists, especially the interests of capitalists.
Since the end of the joint military exercise in the second half of the year, the whole world had fallen into a vicious cycle. Various countries continued to announce some military upgrade plans.
Including the domestic military enterprises of the Federation, it could be said that they had ushered in the best era in their history.
Every year, billions of dollars were spent on the military. Now, the major military conglomerates were crazily expanding. They were buying land everywhere to build laboratories and factories. It was because the government gave them too much, but they still wanted more.
This arms race plan would continue until the next world war. In order to increase the budget, they would become one of the main driving forces to promote the war.
There were other capitalists, such as the Nagalil Joint Development Company. If the rulers of Nagalil said "no" to the Federation now, the local people would be able to realize their rights and freedom with the help of the Federation tomorrow.
What triggered a war was never moral or anything like that, it was always about interests.
Lynch and Dave chatted for a while, from military wars to destroying the other party's productivity through dumping. This was a very interesting guy.
The two exchanged business cards and agreed to sit together and continue chatting when they had time.
They chatted for a long time. No one could occupy a person for a long time, not even the President. So seven or eight minutes later, the two returned to the crowd.
The President was still chatting with the new guests. Not far away, the cooks were preparing dinner. They placed various pieces of meat on the huge grill. Some partygoers were fishing by the lake, and some were playing golf.
There were no blinding lights, no dim lights, and no polluted air in a closed environment that exuded body odor and hormones. It was so fresh here that it didn't feel like a party.
However, it was a party, a high-end party.
There were no women present today, only men. When the last guest arrived, the cooks were almost done preparing dinner.
They cooked the barbecue until it was almost done, and there was still a little process left for the guests to participate.
At this time, the Federation had not become completely popular to eat undercooked beef, and it could be eaten directly without any processing.
"We did a survey of support before the votes were counted. In the seventeen states of the Federation, my support rate has exceeded 77%..."
The President's words attracted people's attention, and they began to applaud.
With a 77% support rate, it could basically be said that his presidency was not running away.
The President's face was full of uncontrollable, heartfelt smiles. He was confident of victory.
"All of this is inseparable from your support. If it weren't for your selfless help, I might not have been able to reach this day."
"After... (the former President) left office, I was under a lot of pressure. He left me a mess, and I didn't want to take responsibility that didn't belong to me in the first place."
"But people and your support gave me motivation. You supported me to this day..."
Your Excellency suddenly pointed at a person in the crowd, "Hey, put down the checkbook. I'm not looking for you to sponsor me this time. I just want to sit with everyone and relax. After all, soon, all of us will have new responsibilities and face new situations!"
"I may not be a good president. I don't understand a lot of things, so I need you by my side more."
"It's like this now, it's like this next month, it's like this four years later, it's like this forever!"
"Cheers to our friendship that will never fade!"