Personal Attendant was a title people used to address a certain important figure's aide. At the same time, it also reflected the special status of these people.
They had a close relationship with the important figure, and to a certain extent, they could influence the important figure's thoughts and decisions, but at the same time, they were not that eye-catching.
This was a very special job, but it wasn't all advantages. There were also a lot of disadvantages, a lot of them.
However, now was not the time to discuss these things. Ferral was faced with a choice. Lynch's statement was very accurate and simple. He did not need Ferral to provide any services other than being a "consultant." He did not even need Ferral to speak up for him in certain aspects. He only needed to occasionally answer Lynch's questions or express his own opinions.
This was a legal income. No one could say that it was illegal. The purpose of his visit today was to make Lynch compromise, but he did not expect that in the end, he would be the one to compromise.
The atmosphere in the room fell into silence. Only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard. Lynch looked at Ferral, and Ferral looked at the check on the table.
He had to give himself a reason to be firm in his decision. He had to convince himself not to pick up the check, but if he did not succeed in convincing himself …
In fact, from the moment he started trying to convince himself not to pick up the check, he had already lost.
Everyone knew that when people were looking for excuses, anything could be used as an excuse.
After about four or five minutes, Ferral picked up the check on the table, folded it a little, and stuffed it into his shirt pocket. Lynch stood up and reached out his hand. He shook Ferral's hand with gratitude. "With you joining us, I believe that my company and I will continue to create miracles."
Lynch looked as if he had spent a lot of effort to convince Ferral, and it was his honor that Ferral could help him. However, at this time, both of them knew that this was the most difficult and the most important thing in this society — acting.
After the "tears of gratitude" ended, the two sat down again. At this time, the atmosphere in the room had changed.
"Mr. Consultant, I have some problems now …" Lynch sat back. "Someone told me that if there are more than 50 people gathered in Saibin City, we need to apply to the Social Services Bureau in advance. We don't have enough time. So, is there any other way to solve this problem so that it won't affect our auction tomorrow?"
At this moment, Ferral deeply felt a powerful aura surging out from Lynch. It seemed elegant, but in fact, it was violent.
He had met many people, including the mayor, the highest officials of various departments, some celebrities in Saibin City, big capitalists, and all kinds of people.
Some of them had a certain aura, but none of them could compare to Lynch. He looked young, but he gave off the feeling that he was in his forties or fifties.... a world-renowned figure in the Federation....
Just his words, tone, eyes, and attitude, even the slightest movement, made people involuntarily straighten their backs and hold their breath.
Ferral subconsciously moved a little, which made him a little uneasy. The check was in his pocket, and from the moment he picked it up, something had changed.
The reason he came here this time was not to cause trouble for Lynch. On the contrary, it could be said that he was here to give Lynch some benefits.
Perhaps this young man didn't know that his flyers had caused quite a stir in this small city. Although it was just a belt, many people had already paid attention to it and were planning to participate. There were even some places where people were discussing this matter.
This was the first time that a belt was given away for free. The mayor's office outside the city hall. Every ruler had a private office that was independent of the Federation government. This office was responsible for some other aspects of the ruler's work and business.
This included some business activities. This was something that could not be helped. In the Bailey Federation, if one wanted to do something, one could not do without the support of the president's cabinet and the support of the capitalists.
Without the support of the president's cabinet, there were some things that could be done, but without the support of the capitalists …
The office had noticed that Lynch's auction had caused quite a stir. There would be at least two to three thousand people coming to watch, maybe even more.
If the mayor wanted to gather so many people, he might have to use a lot of resources, including some agreements with capitalists. This was not an easy task. It might take two to three months to prepare.
However, Lynch only took a week to gather so many people. The office immediately had some ideas.
Saibin was like other cities in the Federation. It was facing a lot of trouble. The economy was declining, the unemployment was increasing, the crime rate was increasing, and the city was becoming more and more restless. Before this, the mayor had some ideas. He wanted to hold an open-air public speech.
On one hand, it was to boost the morale of the people of Saibin. At the same time, he would announce some new policies to calm the panic of the people.
Of course, Lin Qi's auction would not become the venue for the mayor's speech. That would be too low class. This was just a warm-up. At the same time, the staff in the office wanted to go one step further. They wanted to say that Lin Qi's large-scale second-hand goods auction was one of the mayor's initiatives to help the people.
The staff in the office had already discussed this. This was indeed an effective way. Even if the economy was going backwards, the people's desire to spend would not be completely extinguished.
Using some cheap second-hand goods to satisfy some people's desire to spend would not only calm the people's emotions, but also solve some social problems.
More importantly, they saw something on the flyer that people did not pay much attention to. Lynch's company was also recycling all kinds of second-hand goods from society.
Whether revitalizing the second-hand goods economy could solve the needs of the people at the bottom of society was still a proposition that had yet to be verified. However, it was at least a glimmer of hope. The sky was gradually turning dark. Even if this "star" was not very bright, it would at least shine a little.
If Lynch and his people could do this well, it would undoubtedly become one of the mayor's important achievements in governing Saibin.
If Lin Qi didn't do a good job and left the matter unsettled, or if there were some problems, it would only prove an immutable truth. The formulation of policies was good, but there were problems when implementing them.
As for whether Lynch would agree or not, it was not a big issue.
There was no need to think about this small problem. They had already investigated Lin Qi. He had indeed earned some money recently, but it was only some money. They could easily squash it.
Lynch did not apply for a permit from the Social Services Bureau. If he did not agree, even if he postponed the auction, he would not be able to apply for a permit or a venue.
There were too many ways to stop an ordinary person.
However, Ferral did not think that he would fall into the trap before he even got the job done. Soon, he felt a little happy. If Lynch knew that his purpose of coming here was not necessarily a bad thing, would he feel sorry for the 5,000 yuan in his pocket?
He was looking forward to it, so he cooperated with Lynch and told him the answer to the question that concerned him.
As long as he cooperated with the City Hall to carry out a series of publicity campaigns, the City Hall would send someone over to do an unveiling and positioning this as a policy for the benefit of the people. In that case, Lynch would not need to apply to the Social Services Bureau. The City Hall's power and functions were higher than the Social Services Bureau's. All he needed to do was to notify them after the event.
Ferral also talked about some of the benefits in this matter. After that, he observed Lynch carefully. However, he was destined to be disappointed.
Lynch did not show that he was distressed by the extra 5,000 yuan. He just asked another question, "Is there a subsidy?"
This sentence stunned Ferral for a moment. He wondered if he had heard wrongly. He leaned forward slightly and asked, "Sorry, what did you just say?"
"I said, is there a subsidy?"
Lynch slowed down a little to make every word more clear. "If the auction is treated as an action promoted by the City Hall, or even an important decision, then there should be a corresponding subsidy, right?"
"How much? How do I apply? From whom?"
All of a sudden, Ferral felt that the consulting fee was not so easy to get. Lynch had caused him trouble the moment he came up.