The old priest, who was lying in bed, had a lot of thoughts running through his mind. His years of experience in internal and external conflicts gave him a wealth of experience in solving the current problem.
He knew that what he had to do now was to wait, and wait.
The lights in the room suddenly went out, and everything fell into darkness. A long shadow flashed through the gap under the door.
His turbid eyes reflected a strange bright luster under the faint light.
On the weekend, a phone call suddenly came to Lynch's villa. He was watching TV.
Recently, the Federation had released a very popular TV series about a young girl and her crazy scientist grandfather.
Some of the advanced concepts such as "time travel" were very attractive to the public. To be honest, the audience in front of the TV, who might not even have graduated from high school, actually liked to watch this kind of half-science and half-fantasy TV series. It was amazing.
Lin Qi was also watching. In today's episode, the main character, the little girl's pet dog, had mysteriously died in front of her house. She believed that there was a huge conspiracy behind this and wanted to save the dog's life, so she went to find her grandfather.
Her grandfather was also very crazy. Without saying a word, he used a washing machine to make a time travel device. As long as you entered the washing machine and turned on the switch, you could travel back in time.
Overall, it was interesting. Maybe it was because these fantasies were closer to the imagination of the audience and the way it was used was closer to life, so it was so popular.
There were probably not many people who really watched science.
By the way, the little girl's skirt was a little short, and her top was a size too small. The crew was really poor.
Lynch picked up the phone, and a very professional voice immediately came from the other end. "Mr. Lynch, hello, I am your personal manager … Do you remember that you made a pure gold custom-made plan for our company?"
After receiving an affirmative answer from Lynch, the lady on the phone continued, "The weather this year is good, and the temperature is rising quickly. We have selected the best tobacco plants for you, and they will be planted in early March.
"Thank you for choosing every moment. If you have time, you can go to our planting area to personally observe the planting process of your tobacco plants and communicate with other distinguished customers …
"We will also provide some treasures that cannot be obtained through other channels for you to appraise. We hope that you will be invited to this spring appraisal."
Every March, the largest tobacco company in the Federation would organize a group of senior customers to go to the plantation area for various activities. This could be considered a very special social activity.
Because the standards for selecting customers were very high all the time, not only did they have to be rich, but they also had to be influential. Therefore, the quality of the entire group was very high.
This kind of high-class social occasion was still very attractive to many people, and they recognized this point all the time. Under their operation, many heavyweight capitalists would go to participate every year, and the scale and grade were getting higher and higher.
Its "purity" made it impossible for those "fake rich people" to sneak into this event. Every moment, the invitees of the Spring Tasting Event would become a hot topic in society.
Lynch thought about it for a while and agreed.
The staff quickly ended the call and promised that they would arrange everything to ensure that Lynch had a relaxing holiday.
He thought that this was just a simple matter, but he didn't expect that someone would come to Lynch because of this matter.
Just after lunch, the door of the room was opened. A waiter wearing a "Poly Boutique" nameplate walked in with big and small bags. There was also a guy with all kinds of bags hanging on his body. Zhang Heng didn't know which brand the waiter was from.
"Just put them at the door. I'll get someone to send them up …"
The agent, who was arranging for these people to put down the bags, saw Lynch and ran over to greet him. "Mr. Lynch, I didn't expect you to be here too!"
Looking at the agent's chubby face full of smiles, normal people couldn't get angry. This guy was Penny's agent and had been taking care of Penny's daily life and work.
Lynch nodded as a greeting. Sometimes, when the relationship was closer, there was no need for those cumbersome social rituals.
"Where is she?"
He asked.
The agent answered honestly, "In the back …" She giggled. "Then I'll send the things up first?"
Lynch glanced at the bags and nodded. The agent asked the maid to send the bags to the second floor together.
She looked silly, but she wasn't really stupid. To be able to protect Penny for two years, she was quite capable. Many people were like this. If they were judged only by their appearance, there would definitely be a wrong judgment.
After all, not everyone was Mr. Lynch. Not only was he handsome, but he was also rich and talented.
Two or three minutes later, Penny walked in from outside.
In the middle of February, the temperature in Boston had risen to 14 or 15 degrees, and it was still rising. Penny walked in wearing a not so thick coat and a fur vest, carrying a new lady's handbag this spring.
A mixture of fashion and youth greeted her. She didn't seem to be surprised that Lynch was still in the Federation at this time, or rather, in Boston. She was here to look for Lynch.
She took off her high heels and walked in on the carpet with bare ankles. She took off her sunglasses from a distance and tilted her head to greet Lynch.
According to the script, Lynch was supposed to kiss her on the cheek and say a few sweet words, but Lynch was Lynch after all. He reached out and pulled her away, almost causing Penny to fall.
She gritted her teeth and looked at Lynch. "Hmph!"
Lynch looked at the girl with a smile. "I'm allergic to cosmetics. You have cosmetics on your face."
The girl's expression became a little dubious. She did put on some cosmetics. Whitening creams were very popular now, and people began to worship the kind of skin that was so white that it was crystal clear.
Some people said that this was a tribute to the appearance of women in the Middle Ages. It was a retro fashion.
In fact, the Federation had only been born for two or three hundred years. Was there a Middle Age called Ham?
The Middle Ages that people talked about were actually the countries led by Gaffra.
From the Middle Ages to the present, some noble women in these countries were still taking arsenic to make their skin so white that it was crystal clear.
During that crazy period, many girls who took arsenic for a long time had skin so clear that the blood vessels underneath could be seen, but they also paid the price with their lives.
Many girls during that period could live to the age of 30 at most, and the toxins in their bodies would eventually erupt.
Penny stood up, went to the bathroom to wash the stuff on her face, and ran back. She put her arms around Lynch's neck and put her face close to his. "Smell it. Is there still the smell of cosmetics?"
"Is it clean?"
It had to be said that the 19-year-old girl's face was really tender. Her thin and almost invisible face grew naturally on the surface of her skin. She had a face, but her skin gave a feeling of smoothness. It was very contradictory, but it was real.
"Okay, stop fooling around. Is the movie finished, or are you here to participate in some activities?"
Lynch asked the girl to sit down.
The girl curled her legs and hugged Lynch's arm. "I finished the movie a while ago, so I wanted to rest for a while. I also came to shop."
"New products are coming out this spring. There are many designer products that I like."
"Also, I'm here to look for you!"
"Look for me?"
Lynch was a little surprised. "Are you in trouble?"
Penny shook her head. "No …" Then she laughed. "The Spring Tasting Event is about to start. Have you been invited?"
She looked at Lynch expectantly as if she was making a wish under a shooting star.
Lynch nodded. "He just called me this morning."
"You agreed?"
Her voice became shrill, as if she was very excited.
Lynch nodded again. "Of course, I agreed."
"That's great!"
The girl shouted in surprise. Then she hung her whole body on Lynch and begged coquettishly, "Can you take me there? I want to go!"
Lynch was a little curious. "Is this Spring Tasting Event special?"
"Of course it's special!"
After the girl's introduction, Lynch roughly understood why she cared so much.
As the top tobacco company in the Federation, its top customers could be said to be the top people in the Federation.
Many people who did not belong to this class were proud of being in this class. In the words of some media, it was easy to tell who was a real celebrity by looking at whether he or the people around him were qualified to participate in the Spring Tasting Fairs every moment.
The threshold for this event was one million. It was at least one million per year, and no one knew how much it would cost at most.
Other than money, they did not accept applications. It was not that one could apply for it with money. It had always been an invitation system.
Being able to accept the invitation of the Spring Tasting Event meant that one had entered this level. This might not be tempting enough for men, but for some girls, it was obviously a very important opportunity.
After crossing this threshold, one would become a member of the door. If one could not cross it, one would be an ordinary person.
Now that Lynch was invited to participate and could bring a female companion, as long as Lynch allowed Penny to go with him, the media would definitely make her the focus of the Federation. She would be an influential figure among women.
Perhaps a lady like Miss Tracy would not care about these comments, but all of this was full of fatal temptation for a somewhat vain young girl.
She wanted to go, she really wanted to go!
Lin Qi pretended to be deep in thought, and even showed some hesitation. This kind of subtle expression was very tight, and it was comparable to the performance of an award-winning actor.
Penny was a little anxious. She knew that Lynch had a special relationship with many girls, but this was a rare opportunity, and she did not want to give it up.
She gritted her teeth, moved closer to Lynch's ear, and whispered, "Take me with you. If you take me, I'll …"