Blackstone Code Chapter 741: Next hand

At 9:40, Richard came to the cafe early and sat down.

He chose a corner near the window, where the lighting is good, and the almost invisible glass cleaned by the clerk can observe the situation on the street at a high level.

This is not very far from the door leading to the back hall, only a few steps away.

He sits facing the door, then dazed.

He thinks about a lot of things that may or may not make sense, such as the seat he chooses.

When he was a salesman under Lynch, he often went out to dinner with Lynch. At that time, Lynch would always choose to sit down with a window, with his back to the wall and facing the gate.

Richard is very strange and very curious, and once he couldn't help his strong curiosity and asked Lynch this question.

"Boss, why do you choose to sit in this position every time?"

Lynch told him at the time because it was safe.

Safe?

Richard didn't understand at that time, and Lynch told him patiently that in such a position, he could see at a glance who was walking in and whether there were other people outside.

Once there are some conflicts, you don't need to think about the attack from behind at all, just concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front.

If you can beat it, you can beat it. If you can't beat it, you will find an opportunity to smash the window and escape.

Richard at the time couldn't help laughing after hearing this. He felt that a gang member must have told Lynch, because this statement was very similar to some gangsters' tricks.

Richard asked Lynch again why he did this when he had no enemies.

Lynch told him at the time that it was never stupid to be vigilant at all times.

Anytime!

In a trance, he remembered something from the past. Lynch was younger than him, but he had a wealth of experience far beyond him. Sometimes he wondered if Lynch just looked young.

After all, some people are like this. They look like they are only forty or fifty years old, but they are actually fifty or sixty years old.

So it looks like you are in your twenties, but it's not impossible to be in your thirties.

From graduating high school to entering the society, Lynch could not have mastered so much experience and experience in just two or three years.

Unless he had these things in his hands from birth.

Richard couldn't help laughing as his thoughts drifted here, knowing he was thinking wildly because he wasn't confident enough to beat Lynch.

Once people have doubts about themselves, they will use things like ghosts to avoid their incompetence.

This is also what Lynch said.

He shook his head, reached out and touched the holster, which was hidden by his clothes, and suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind.

Even God can be stabbed to death with a single shot, and even if Lynch was born holy, he could not escape a bullet.

Time passed bit by bit, finally pointing to ten o'clock.

Lynch appeared outside the cafe when the second hand of the wall clock pointed to 9:59:45.

Fifty seconds had passed when he walked in the door, and by the time he got to the table and sat down, it was exactly 9:59:59.

"It doesn't look like I'm late." Lynch smiled, "A cup of hand-ground coffee, thank you."

The waiter turned to leave, Lynch crossed his legs and looked at Richard, "I had something to say on the phone last night, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Richard took his hand out of his pocket and took a sip from his coffee. He was in a hurry to see Lynch, but this time, he was less anxious.

He knows Lynch very well, and Lynch is really good. If he acts too anxious, Lynch may discover some of his own problems.

He still remembers Lynch telling him that observation of details can read a person's mind, and he doesn't want to be the one to be guessed!

"Someone was selling the company's stock, and millions of shares were quietly sold in one day." He slowly put down the coffee cup, then looked up at Lynch.

The tone is calm, and it feels like he's talking about trivial matters.

Lynch looked at him with a few smiles on his face, "How do you know that someone is selling, not natural market behavior?"

"It's you, right?" Richard didn't answer Lynch's question because he couldn't answer it.

Since he couldn't answer, he would just use rhetorical questions instead. He believed that Lynch's heart had changed a bit at this time. He stared at Lynch's eyes, trying to find out Lynch's mood swings.

Unfortunately, Lynch's eyes did not change in the slightest.

"Is it me, or not me, what does it mean to you?"

Richard thought for a moment, then closed his mouth.

At this point, the waiter came over with Lynch's coffee and then left.

Lynch took a sip of coffee, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's much better than the coffee at the Presidential Palace. You have never been to the Presidential Palace, so you don't know how bad the coffee there is." /

Richard chuckled, "Actually, if you don't answer me, I know that you must have done it. When did it start?"

Lynch pursed his lips, "This question makes it difficult for me to answer. In fact, it started from the last time we met in the Federation."

"It's just that some of the plans are different from what I imagined. I'm not a god, and I can't predict every single one of your actions. You're too high-profile, Richard."

Lynch behaved gracefully, calmly, and calmly, and the more he was, the more nervous Richard was, and he was already sweating.

Lynch's bearing and aura gave him a terrifying feeling, as if he was already a worm on a spider's web, unable to struggle, and could only watch his own death.

He swallowed, "Why do you ask me to do something?"

His voice was a little high, "It used to be like this, it is still like this now, you always tell me that I should do this, I should do that, but you never think about me from my point of view!"

In Richard's view, isn't it a "requirement" for him to learn Lynch's strengths?

Lynch wants him to do it, he has to do it, learn how Lynch does it.

Lynch is now saying that he is high profile, and he knows he is talking about promoting the listing of Yuan Capital.

He has his own ideas. This is the best chance to get rid of Lynch. As long as this plan is completed, when the fourth quarter earnings report comes out and the stock rises, he can cash out at least 100 million Dovra!

With this money, what can't he do?

He doesn't need to be timid at all, he can face Lynch directly, and even wrestle with Lynch!

But now Lynch is accusing him of being too high-profile here, and his inner dissatisfaction erupted in an instant.

There was no one in the cafe, and the only waiter stood a little further away, seeming to leave space for the two of them.

"I didn't ask you what you had to do, I just gave you a possibility as a reference, maybe doing it according to the method I provided is the most suitable."

Lynch picked up the stirring rod, stirred the coffee, and stirred slowly, the mellow aroma began to spread, "I respect your freedom of personality, you can act according to your own ideas, it doesn't matter, that is your freedom." /

"We are federal, we can fight for freedom and die for freedom, I respect all your rights."

"But if you have your own ideas, then you can't stop me from having mine."

"You want to sabotage my plan, okay, I didn't stop you and even helped you, so why are you accusing me?"

Richard's expression was a little struggling, a little bit hideous, and Lynch told him without reservation that this was what he did, and he was still a little hesitant in his heart.

Would you like to break up with Lynch?

I didn't think so before, but when facing Lynch at this time, the huge pressure made him hesitant about his choice.

Those hesitations were quickly swallowed up by anger and other emotions.

If he bows his head, he will never be able to escape the shadow of Lynch in his life, what will his subordinates, partners, think of him?

They will definitely leave him, he doesn't want to work for others all his life, he wants to be his own boss.

Gritting his teeth, he looked at Lynch, breathing heavily, "I haven't lost yet, Lynch."

"This is the first time you've called me by my name, and I haven't used my honorific title yet." Lynch made a small comment, and he took another sip of his coffee.

Gavra's coffee beans are roasted longer than Federal's, so that the oiliness and aroma are brought out without the slight tartness.

However, the bitterness will be significantly amplified. The Commonwealth can tolerate sourness. After all, their judgment on whether the fruit is fresh is whether it is sour or not, but they cannot tolerate bitterness.

The addition of more sugar than other national coffees is a good indication of this, which gives Gavra's coffee a completely different character than Federal coffee.

"You don't look down on people!" Richard's emotions were a little out of control again, he always lowered his head to Lynch, and now the more Lynch is like this, the more annoyed he is, and his hands are even in his pockets , felt the holster through the fabric.

It seems like the only way to make him feel like he's still in control.

Lynch smiled nonchalantly, "Do you remember, Richard, I taught you the observation of details."

Don't wait for Richard to say ~IndoMTL.com~ Lynch put down the coffee cup, "Actually, from the time you came in, I knew you had a gun, but I didn't think about whether it would be used."

"You don't know that you can improve things between us when you have a weapon, and you don't actually need to try, because you can't change anything."

"At least two guns are aimed at your head right now, and as soon as I make a move, or you make a dangerous move, the bullet will blow your head."

"In your opinion, you may have 'grown up', like a child with psychological rebellion in adolescence, you can face the world calmly."

"But in my opinion, you are still too young, and your results tomorrow are all derived from your choices yesterday!"

"You've finished one step, now it's my turn!"

Lynch smiled and took the coffee cup and drank it. "It tastes good, but I don't need you to treat me."

"Goodbye, Richard!"