Blackstone Code Chapter 1121: Just play ball

The heating is on in the room, but it's not quite winter yet, and the coffee on the coffee table cools quickly.

Lynch pointed to the location of the dining room, and the second woman stood up and went to get the coffee pot.

She'll be back soon after, dumping the coffee on the table into the trash, and refilling the coffee for everyone.

These things should have been done by the little maid, but the little maid is not here now, and she, who is the lowest among the three, has no problem doing it.

She poured hot coffee for Ms. Tracey, who thanked Ms. Tracey.

She then poured coffee for Lynch, she was standing very close to Lynch, and when she bent down...a snow-white thing came into Lynch's sight.

He tilted his head and glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, he often looked at this stuff, and it didn't attract him that much.

Ms. Tracy also noticed this scene. She didn't say anything, but her eyes seemed to have changed.

After Lynch thanked him, the second woman returned to her seat and poured herself some coffee.

Ms. Tracey suddenly touched her pocket. "My cigarettes seem to be left in the car..." She looked at the second lady.

The latter froze for a moment, then stood up, "I'll look for it."

This is a signal that Ms. Tracy has something to say to Lynch alone. She will only make herself more embarrassed if she stays stupid.

As soon as she left, Ms. Tracey said, "I didn't arrange this, and I didn't expect her to do it."

Lynch waved his hand after listening, "Maybe this is just an accident, we can't always look at other people's motives with malice."

Ms. Tracey breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at the corridor on the second floor. In fact, she didn't need to worry about the sudden appearance of the little maid.

As long as Lynch didn't call her, she would stay in the study all night.

"I have an opponent, and the campaign means that we need to step up publicity, ask for more posters, put on more TV shows, and create more and more election-related things." /

When she said this, she paused, no doubt that more work, more things than planned, must require more money.

The funds in the campaign account are a bit tight now, but her team is constantly suggesting that she spend more money. The financial pressure is too great.

There are not many people who can support her now. Lynch is one of them. She has to ask Lynch.

She has devoted a lot of energy, brainpower, physical strength, and various things for this election. If she fails, she may not consider running for election and politics again.

This step is so important that after Lynch made a donation, she took the initiative to talk about it.

"The opponent is very strong?", Lynch asked.

Ms. Tracey nodded, "The Conservatives..." and she uttered a name that Lynch had heard of.

After careful consideration, he gave Ms. Tracey another $1.5 million in political donations.

The transfer cheque is in his hand, Ms. Tracy looked at the thin piece of paper with longing in her eyes, probably less than a few grams, more than her husband's expression when she was young full of cravings!

"I support your cause, but it can't be endless, you know, Katherine will soon be a city councillor if nothing else happens."

Ms. Tracey nodded patiently, "Yes, I know, she's doing well."

Lynch continued, "But the mayor of Sabine is the governor's nephew, and it's unlikely that Katherine is running for mayor in Sabine, you get along well with her, maybe you can have a place for her over there. ?"

Ms. Tracy lowered her eyes and fell silent. In fact, everyone who supported her election had their own demands behind her.

Some people hope that after she wins the election, she will be able to amend local laws to bring direct benefits to herself. Others hope that some people will be able to enter the state government and serve as the chief executive of a certain department.

Everyone has demands. They don't give money to Tracey without any return. They have demands.

Ms. Tracy's brain was spinning at an unprecedented speed. After a minute or so, he nodded, "No problem, I'll make it happen."

Lynch put the check into Ms. Tracey's hand, who breathed a long sigh of relief.

A little while later, the second lady returned, and Ms. Tracy took a cigarette and said goodbye.

When the car they were in drove away from Lynch's villa, Ms. Tracy's face suddenly became ugly, "You actually went to seduce a child!"

Her remarks surprised the second lady, as if she couldn't believe it came from Ms. Tracey's mouth.

But she did not dare to refute, because Ms. Tracy is not only one of the main leaders of the federal affirmative action movement, but also has great political power.

Her father is a politician and her uncle is a patriarch, making her election a lot easier than others.

The second lady didn't say anything, but Ms. Tracey didn't seem to want to let her go. "You have to understand that you are going to be in politics soon, and you have to change your bad habits."

"I'm not forbidding you to do that, but you need to figure out the situation, you're married, people don't want an unruly **** to be a government official, you know what I mean?"

Ms. Tracey meant to hope she didn't think about taking shortcuts.

Indeed, it has been rumored that Lynch has a special fondness for mature women, but what she did was really embarrassing to Ms. Tracey, and it also made people feel that her grade was very low, even bringing Ms. Tracey's grade down. All pulled down.

But in the ears of the second lady, it became another meaning.

Not every lady is a virtuous lady, some may be born sluts, and affirmative action has taken them one step further into the abyss.

Ms. Tracey's words upset her, she felt humiliated, and she was thinking about something extra.

Seeing the second lady fell into silence, Ms. Tracey breathed a sigh of relief, she thought the other woman had listened.

She also intends to use the influence of the second woman's husband as a judge to help her gain more advantage in the election, if she can, she does not want to make trouble.

But apparently she thought too well. When the second lady returned home, she got Mr. President's phone number through her husband's relationship.

Mr. President usually lives in the Presidential Palace, and has another set of communication systems in "private places" outside of work.

Mr. President, who was sitting on the sofa watching the news, glanced at the phone ringing in the corner. He told his wife and got up and went to the study to answer the phone.

He thought it was Truman, or someone else, but when he picked it up, he realized it was a somewhat familiar female voice.

"Mr. President, it's me, the second place in today's competition..."

All of a sudden, the president thought of the lady who nearly beat him, who was in her mid-thirties and in good shape.

Most people who like to exercise will have a good body, which is normal.

"I remember you, what's the matter?"

Mr. President's tone was soft, not like a president, which is why the Progressive Party wanted to support another candidate.

First of all, the current Mr. President is a "loser", and secondly, he is not tough at all, lacking the toughness of the progressive party's radicals, the kind of speech that feels like a rant.

He's soft-spoken and soft at times, and it's hard to associate him with radicalism.

If Mr. Trueman hadn't represented the military's support, he might have missed the pinnacle of his career.

In fact, Mr. President also knows this, but he just can't change his habit. Fortunately, Mr. Truman also told him not to force himself to do what he doesn't want to do, it will make everyone feel awkward .

While His Majesty Emperor Gefra was roaring and shouting swear words in the Palace of the Rulers, the President of the Federation gently said "I remember you" to an ordinary person.

The second lady is very excited. She is already lying on the bed. Ms. Tracey's rebuke to her makes her very unhappy. She wants to find some excitement.

There is nothing more exciting than a phone call to Mr. President, if there is one, it's to find a way to ask Mr. President.

"Today we had a really shocking game, and honestly I almost thought I was the champion!", the second lady, as a **** in Ms. Tracey's eyes, is obviously very strong in some ways talent.

Mr. President also found it very enjoyable to hear the second lady say that.

With a one-point difference, both sides are very powerful masters, which is much more interesting than playing alone.

He was really enjoying himself today, and he even spent a little more time on the call that should have been hung up soon.

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~ I'm so nervous, my palms are sweating a lot, you know, it's really not easy for an old man like me!", Federal people like to laugh at themselves, this will Makes you feel humorous and personable.

Mr. President's self-deprecation worked, the second time the lady complimented him on several pitches, and sighed, "I don't know when we can play again, I'm always reluctant to admit it. I lost one game, and I think if I did it again, I would definitely win."

Mr. President hesitates a bit, which is an obvious "dating" signal, but he thinks he can handle it, it's just bowling, that's not a problem.

Also, he's really lonely and wants to relax completely - bowling.

He recalled his trip for the next period of time and found a point in time, "Next Saturday night after six o'clock next week, I will go back to my manor, there are some great fairways there, maybe Would you like to try it?"

Second time the lady seemed to say, "Just playing ball?!"

Mr. President breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed, "Just playing!"

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