Because they felt that Lynch was a "source of trouble," the residents of the community hoped that he would move out and not disturb the peace of the hillside villa area.
This was also the truest thought of many rich people who lived here. They did not want this place to become a "public place" because of a certain person. What they needed was peace and privacy.
Too many unrelated people coming in and out of this place was a very serious violation of their rights, not to mention that there were often reporters sneaking into the community. Who knew if they would take some inappropriate photos?
In the past two days, the situation had become more serious. The people living here discussed and came to a conclusion, that was, to let Lynch move out.
As long as he moved out, this place would return to its previous state.
There would be no agents everywhere, no reporters hiding in the bushes, and no professional bodyguards who looked like they were not to be trifled with.
It was not that they did not want to be neighbors with Lynch, but Lynch really did not fit in here.
However, this kind of community exclusion did not seem to be effective on Lynch.
"Just now, you said … You refused?"
The expression on the manager's face was a little incredulous. "I didn't say that you can't refuse, Mr. Lynch."
"If you refuse this request, then they are likely to go through the legal process!"
The manager very directly removed the responsibility from himself. "According to the usual practice, they may do this through litigation."
He did not mention the community service company's name again. Instead, he said "they."
There was no doubt that this "they" referred to the other residents living in the community.
Lynch held a cigarette in his mouth and leaned back slightly on the sofa. He crossed his legs and raised his chin slightly. There was a carefree smile at the corner of his mouth. "It doesn't matter. If they think a lawsuit is useful, then go ahead."
A lawsuit could only scare ordinary people who could not afford to pay for a lawyer. Sometimes, the Federation's judicial system was difficult to define its rules, the rule of law, or the rule of man.
The process of a lawsuit was nothing more than the plaintiff and the defendant trying to persuade the judge to stand on their side. From illegal overtime to murder, it was all the same.
They could only convince the judge that they were innocent, or that what they did was necessary, then they were innocent.
In this process, lawyers played a big role. This was also why lawyers in the Federation were one of the most profitable professions.
They held the key to whether a person was guilty or not — if they could persuade the judge to accept their statement.
The high cost of lawyers made it impossible for ordinary people to afford a lawsuit. The role of a court lawyer was not much. Ordinary people would lose a lawsuit against a tycoon.
However, Lynch was not an ordinary person. He was very rich and he could delay this lawsuit for twenty years.
The manager said with a wry smile, "There's no need to go this far."
Lin Qi suddenly sneered and interrupted him, "Your butt is crooked."
He paused, and before the manager could react, he continued, "I'm not an unreasonable person. Tell those who think I shouldn't live here that they can either sell the house to me, or I'll attack their company."
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The manager was stunned again. He thought he had seen how unreasonable and rich the rich were, but at this moment, he truly understood what it meant to be "rich."
Not only did they have to be rich, but they also had to be extravagant!
There were more than forty different villas in the entire hillside villa area. The cheapest one was 1.3 million yuan, and the most expensive one was more than 10 million yuan. All the villas added up were worth at least 100 million yuan.
Even some big conglomerates might not be able to swallow such a big plate, let alone real estate developers. However, Lynch seemed to be able to take out this money anytime and anywhere.
The manager sighed in his heart. 'Mr. Ten Billion is indeed Mr. Ten Billion.' He was also envious of Lynch, who was so rich. The smile on his face changed slightly.
His eyebrows on both sides expanded slightly and drooped slightly, making him look more humble.
"Mr. Lynch, I'll pass on your words to the others. If you don't have any other orders, I think I should take my leave."
Lin Qi nodded his head. The manager bowed his back and left with a flattering smile on his face. Lin Qi looked like he had done it in a movie.
After he left, Austin could not help but ask, "Are you really going to buy so many houses?"
Ever since Lynch "saw through" her identity, some changes had happened to her, both mentally and emotionally.
At least in the past, she would not have asked Lynch this question. She wanted to show her "characteristics," but now she did not care. She had been "exposed" anyway.
Lynch tilted his head and looked at her. "If they are willing to sell, why not buy?"
"No matter how the Federation develops in the future, Boone is only so big. There will always be only one hillside villa area in the city."
"Now, the appreciation potential of every house here is amazing. Maybe in ten years, even adding a zero won't be able to buy a house here."
Of course, this was Lynch talking big. Once the war broke out, many industries would be affected. Real estate was obviously one of them. But even so, housing prices during the war would be higher than now.
Moreover, the villas in the hillside villa area could not only be regarded as a real estate investment project. They represented a kind of status.
Being able to live in the hillside area and living at the foot of the mountain area were two completely different realms. Their scarcity and unredevelopment made every property here represent a kind of status.
If one had more in their hands, it would be a very good choice whether to sell or give it away.
Austin did not understand these things and did not comment on the way the rich spent their money.
A little later, Penny came back from outside.
Her mental state looked much better than it had been a few days ago. At least she was not as dispirited as when she first came back.
As soon as she came in, she jumped onto the sofa and rubbed her feet. "Recently, a lot of film companies have been asking if I have time …"
The girl was a little proud. Although she had suffered unprecedented stimulation and shock, she had also gained benefits she had not imagined.
After going through an adventure with Lynch that could tug at people's heartstrings, coupled with the fact that Lynch was releasing a book, Penny's status in the film industry would be further improved.
Now, before she became completely popular, some film companies hoped to sign an agreement first and get a shooting plan at a relatively low price. This way, they could save some money in the future.
However, everyone was not stupid, and her agency was obviously not stupid either.
There was no hope of signing a contract, but they still had to participate in the social activities to maintain a relationship. This was the so-called resources and connections.
Lynch nodded. He turned on the TV and watched the evening news.
The news started talking about aliens. It was said that some people in different areas claimed to have seen aliens, which made the entire Federation fall into a strange atmosphere.
In fact, people were still under a lot of pressure at this time. First of all, there was the pressure of employment.
It had been three years since the Great Depression, and the economy had begun to recover. However, the employment rate had not recovered to the best time of the Federation.
According to the statistics of the Social Service Bureau, the unemployment rate in many places was still hovering around 10%, and in some areas it was even higher.
The unemployment rate in Budapest was relatively low, only 7%, but in fact, this number was not optimistic.
The special nature of the city made the real situation of the unemployment rate not reflected in the numbers.
The pressure of employment, family, life, education, medical care, almost all of the pressures were related to money.
Those who said that money was not everything should really stand up and explain to everyone why everything that made people helpless was related to money.
The greater the pressure, the more people needed to vent. The booming development of the film industry would continue for a long time.
In addition to these, worker clubs and factory clubs were also rapidly emerging. People needed to find ways to relieve pressure in many ways.
Aliens might be a good choice. Some absurd things could be thrown at aliens, which would become a national carnival.
"Are there really aliens?"
Penny, who was sitting next to him, saw that she did not attract Lynch's attention, so she followed the topic of the TV and asked.
Lynch nodded. "I am an alien."
The girl snickered. Her hand quietly climbed up Lynch's leg, but she pretended that nothing had happened and asked, "What kind of alien are you?"
Lynch looked down and was a little helpless. "What you need now is rest. The doctor said that you need to rest for a while to recover."
Those doctors were so amazing that they could even diagnose souls, but in any case, this statement could not be wrong.
Penny rolled her eyes and suddenly shouted, "I'm thirsty. I want to drink juice, raspberry-flavored!"
Lynch looked at her a few more times. The girl was wearing a pink dress. The dress was not too long, just reaching her knees.
The image set by the agency for her was that of a pure girl next door, delicate and gentle.
The girl looked down at her dress. "What's wrong?"
Lynch shook his head. "Nothing, I'm just curious about your choice of taste."
Raspberry … Those who did not like it would think that it was dog shit, but those who liked it would be deeply infatuated with its somewhat indescribable taste.
Not long after, the maid came over with the juice. Lynch was very curious that there was a raspberry prepared here.
Just as the maid was about to pass the juice to the girl, the girl suddenly reached out and scratched the maid's waist.
In an instant, the juice spilled on the girl's body, the sofa, and the carpet.
Penny gloated and shouted, "Look, she dirtied these things. We have to punish her!"