Blackstone Code Chapter 946: Select


"The problem is not too serious."

The head of the legal department and the main members of the company's legal team gathered in the president's office. They reviewed the standard contract text and found no clauses that were unfavorable for every moment.

The first thing the former president did after taking office was to form a strong team of lawyers.

The purpose of this is just to be careful, he has no sense of security in the Federation, and the Federation is a country with a rule of law, he believes that the law can protect his rights and interests well

At least the federals won't be able to find him in legal trouble!

This kind of awareness avoids many unpredictable risks in the development process every moment.

"The above does not stipulate when and how much goods we must provide to these contracting parties. This is just a sales contract."

"They sell our products, we supply them"

Lynch interrupts them, "What if they ask us for something and we can't?"

The head of the legal department put down the contract, pinched the bridge of his nose, "Breach of contract, Mr. Lynch, but we can drag the case down"

It is obvious that the supply and marketing constraints are both parties, not just one party, it is unfair.

Lynch asked another question, "Their appeals are mainly concentrated in two places, the first is liquidated damages, and the second is to remove our counter, right?"

The head of the legal department nodded, "Yes."

Lynch has a thoughtful expression, he has considered how to solve these problems, "We need to delay the time, is there any good way to delay the time longer?"

"Yes, Mr. Lynch, we can ask the local courts to delay the trial by a week to two weeks."

"Enough!" Lynch nodded, he packed up the things on the table, put them in the portfolio, and threw them at the corner of the table, "Go ahead and study the contract and so on, and look for it. Let's see if we have any good ways to solve these problems through legal means, and I will arrange the rest."

This is asking people to leave, everyone packed up and left the president's office.

It's not good news for them, it looks like Lynch has given up, and some middle managers are even starting to think about a retreat.

After everyone in the office had left, Lynch asked the secretary to go out and closed the door. After thinking for a while, he dialed a phone number in Sabine.

It didn't take long for someone to pick up the phone, "This is Fern."

"Where's your brother?"

"Mr. Lynch?" Fern heard Lynch's voice, "Wait a minute, he's working, I'll call him!"

With the placement of the telephone receiver, the footsteps get further and further away.

Fern walked through the house to the door of the basement. He couldn't hear anything when he was standing here, but when the door was opened, there were some shrill screams from inside.

He walked down the stairs.

The basement is very bright. Unlike some family basements, which are all wood or cement walls, this basement is covered with smooth floor tiles, including the walls and roof, all of which are smooth floor tiles.

A man was tied to a chair, screaming from his mouth, and it looked like he was in great pain.

Noel is wearing a shirt, with his sleeves up and his neckline fully open.

He glanced at Fern, "What happened?"

"The boss's phone."

Noel raised his brows, he walked to the side of the table, put on his watch, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his fist, "Few people can take my things, and I won't give them to me. I'll give an account"

He looked at Fern, "Let him understand this!" He pressed Fern on the shoulder and left the basement.

The basement door closed again makes the place quiet. Although the people sitting in the chairs are groaning miserably, anyone standing here can feel the real quietness. !

Fern took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves like his brother, unbuttoned his collar, and took off his watch and put it on the table.

He picked a finger tiger he liked, clenched it in his hand, walked to his side under the fearful gaze of the captive, and punched him in the abdomen.

The tear-like pain caused the prisoner to exhale uncontrollably, and the sound could no longer be heard until the basement door.

On the street not far away, someone looked at the luxurious house here with envious eyes. They would never know what happened in the basement at this moment.

Nuoer, who had become a civilized man again, came to the study room upstairs. After he let his breathing out, he let out the turbid air in his chest, then sat down and answered the receiver.

"Here I am, Mr. Lynch."

Lynch used this blank time to think about his plan for a while, when Noel's voice sounded, he quickly recovered, "How many people do you have now, adults, at least two Ten years old."

"About one or two hundred people, I'm not accurate enough to divide them by their age."

"Enough, I have something for you to do, and do it as soon as possible, I will let someone transfer a sum of money to your account later, and then you listen to me carefully"

About twenty minutes later, Noel hung up the phone while looking at the two-page paper.

Lynch said too much, he was afraid he couldn't remember it, so he could only write it down with notes.

Lynch had told them that the uneducated would eventually be abandoned by the society, so they, especially the children, were asked to go to school.

Even an adult should at least be able to read and write, otherwise don't make a living here.

Looking at the results he recorded, Noel quickly returned to the basement. He opened the door and walked in. The guy sitting in the chair was still screaming, but he didn't seem to say anything.

"Finished?"

Noel nodded. He went to the deepest part of the basement and took off the raincoat hanging on the wall.

Watching him put on his raincoat, Fern went back to the table. He wiped the finger tiger clean and threw it into a basin of colored liquid, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands.

He hummed a song that Sabine homeless and poor kids would sing with interesting lyrics

"I saw a piece of bread"

"But it's in the dog's mouth"

"Hunger made me forget my fear"

"I just want to fill my stomach"

"The stones on the side of the road are a little heavy"

"The wooden drill on the ground just fits together"

"I yelled at it"

"Come here baby, let me hug you!"

If you walk in the places where the poor people gather in Sabine, you can often hear the children on the side of the road singing this song in groups.

No one knows where it came from or who was singing it in the first place.

Just because the melody is interesting, the lyrics are not that complicated, and the content fits people's ideas, this song is very popular among a certain group of people.

The man sitting in the chair suddenly became more frightened, his swollen cheeks made it difficult for him to speak, he began to struggle, and there was some pleading behind the fear in his eyes.

Noel put on his raincoat and chose a two-inch dagger from the table. He walked to the back of the man with a blank face, pressing his left hand on his head, so as not to let his struggle affect his next steps action.

The imprisoned man is agitated, and he keeps repeating things like "Spare me," "I'll tell you everything," "Don't kill me," but that doesn't impress Noel.

"Too late!"

The right hand holding the knife pulled **** his neck, and blood spurted out instantly.

The airflow from the trachea when he breathes will knock some blood away, and when he inhales, a large amount of blood will be poured back into the waste fluid.

There were only ten seconds, or more than twenty seconds. After a few brief and violent twitches, he stopped moving at all.

Noel took off his raincoat and threw it into the sink. He sprinkled some powder and turned on the faucet.

“What about the things we throw away?” Fern asked.

This man is a member of another gang. He and some people recently stole a batch of raw materials that the Brothers Grimm had just introduced

It was definitely not intentional, it was just an accidental discovery by them, they had no idea who the shipment belonged to.

It wasn't until they stole it that they found out that it belonged to the Brothers Grimm, but it was too late~IndoMTL.com~ It wasn't long before the unlucky guy was caught. Originally, Noel planned to open a hole in him, but he didn't expect his mouth It's very tight, or it may be purely unwilling to admit that you want to get in.

Noel looks at himself in the mirror as he washes his hands, and if there's blood, he'll have to change.

"There is more than one person who knows the truth. Compared with this matter, the work that Mr. Lynch explained is obviously more important."

Fern also came with some interest, "What are we going to do?"

Noel has a playful smile on his face, "helping some people recognize the reality"

Half an hour later, the Brothers Grimm moved, much to the horror of the Sabine gang.

The Brothers Grimm are not part of a crime syndicate, they are in a grey area, not a gang but a service company.

Although some say they use the service company name to cover up the fact that they are a gang, it doesn't help.

No one in Sabine or York would investigate the Brothers Grimm, who knew who their boss was.

It is possible that the case has just been filed for investigation, and the clerk to the director will have to change jobs as soon as they turn around. As long as they don't make trouble too much and don't provoke public grievances, the officials will ignore their behavior.

The Brothers Grimm have been taught by Lynch many times, and they have gradually understood how to survive in this society. Until now, no one has been able to produce exact evidence of their crimes against them.

You can be a bad person who does bad things, but you have to make a lot of good people like you, and as long as they all like you, they can accept that you're a little bit worse every day than you were yesterday.

On the contrary, even if you are a good person who has been doing good things, the good people don't like you, and even if you don't make mistakes, they will try to make you make mistakes.


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