Blackstone Code Chapter 911: Unzip and meet
"It's her, not him!"
Lynch corrected Penny's mistake in the sentence.
She and he are not the same word in the lingua franca, but there is a combination of him, she, and it, which is more neutral, but this is only used in some special circumstances.
When it is obvious to know the gender of the object, it is better to clearly indicate which name to use to avoid problems.
The maid's face turned red in an instant. Penny sat on her knees on the sofa, her hand clutching the maid's skirt, and her eyes flashed with a strange sheen.
Lynch glanced at the rug, "This rug cost me over 40,000"
The maid's body trembled slightly, more than 40,000 yuan, which is not a price she can afford.
Actually, there is nothing in this room that she can afford, at least not what she can afford now.
For example, those inconspicuous cups are custom-made by a high-end brand. They are actually no different from those forty-nine cups, not even in terms of shape.
But there is an additional trademark, an additional designer's signature, and maybe even a glass from a glass furnace. One can only sell for 49 cents on the street, while the other can be sold in the cabinets of high-end shopping malls. , bought nearly a hundred dollars.
"We're going to punish her severely!" Petunia accentuated, as if a devil's tail was wagging wildly behind her ass.
Last time, because of her mistake, she was beaten too, this time she won't be beaten so stupidly, she's going to be the one who beats people.
Lynch nodded slightly, "But I saw it, you knocked down the cup on purpose, and you have to take some responsibility"
Penny: ? ? ?
"Hey, hey, the script is not like this, don't come here!"
"They do this often?"
In the living room, the security committee's agents and Austin sat on a sofa worth more than 100,000 yuan, sipping a bottle of fine wine worth thousands of yuan, and turned on the TV at will.
This is the first time that the Security Council agents have spent the night here, and it is also the first time that they know that Lynch's private life is as chaotic as the third-rate tabloids say. They are indeed a little curious.
It's too bad they don't know how to describe it, but they don't think it's strange.
Very contradictory feeling.
Austin nodded indifferently, holding a glass of wine, "Of course, you'll know what kind of person he is when you've been with him for a long time."
Sipping a sip of wine that she would never buy under normal circumstances, she sighed leisurely in her heart for the rotten life of the rich, and then smiled and said, "Insidious, despicable, shameless, bad pus, he It's completely different from the newspaper."
The two agents don't hear much change in expression, they know that the public image is not the real personal image, it is separate.
And most of the rich people have almost this virtue.
But Austin didn't finish, she put down her glass and continued, "He sometimes has a kind of inexplicable kindness like a lunatic, sometimes he does things that seem stupid and doesn't act like a real person. ruthless capitalists.”
"He called it conscience, I don't know if it was, but at least it wasn't bad."
The female agent's expression softened slightly, "It sounds good?"
"It's a good job!" Austin adds.
Yes, this is a really great job, and she thought she'd be fighting smugglers on the border until the day she retired or died.
How could she suddenly retire, the reason is that she needs to protect a person and quickly control this person when necessary.
The secret mission, the glorious mission, she agreed, but the mission was not as torturous as she imagined.
The best environment and experience in the whole federation made her more and more adaptable to the life of this high society, from socks to clothes, all provided by Lynch.
He thought that if his bodyguards were too poorly dressed, he would be embarrassed, so she put on those designer clothes, which were mostly unisex, but still a great experience.
Sometimes she is also a little confused. If she suddenly loses this job, or returns to the border, can she still adapt?
The sound of "screams" in the room made her come back to her senses from her divergent thoughts, and her face was a little flushed. I don't know if it was because the wine was too good, or because of the screams in the room.
What a filthy man!
Gosh, he doesn't care that there are three women in the room doing those ugly things!
Some people believe that the venting of emotions does not necessarily have to be caused by oneself as the leader, but can also be the bearer to vent negative emotions in the process of being guided.
Lynch thinks it works, everyone is relaxed by the end, no negative emotions are felt anymore, and it's a good game.
On Monday morning, in Blackstone Capital's makeshift conference room, all the shareholders of Tomorrow's Light arrived on the scene.
Even if someone didn't show up, there were representatives or plenipotentiaries who were very concerned about this shareholders meeting.
After all, this is a company with a market value of more than 100 million, even if it is only 1%, it is 1 million Federal Sol.
What's more, it seems to have a broader outlook, and even if it's a waste of time, it's worth sitting down and hearing what Lynch has to say.
"It's surprising here." The old gentleman who invited Lynch to dinner smiled and looked at everything around him.
Blackstone Capital's conference room is very temporary. The entire floor has not been decorated. There are four glass curtain walls on all sides. The floor and roof of the room are in the most primitive state.
All kinds of pipes, wires, without any decoration, the surface of each column is uneven "stone", which is the most primitive appearance of the concrete after drying.
A blank layer.
But in the middle of this rough layer, there is a huge and luxurious table. The patterns on the table are formed by compaction of pure gold. With the high-back chair, this is like some kind of secret meeting. That way.
This is what the old gentleman expressed. Obviously there is no decoration at all, but at this time, it gives people a very strange feeling, and they don't know how to describe it.
This may be "the truth is not interpreted because of external manifestations, and even the simplest content can describe the most complex truth"
"Don't you think it's good to be simple, everyone is here?", Lynch looked at Vera beside him, and took her hand casually.
Honestly, the experience of being suddenly held by Lynch on this occasion was definitely good, but it was also bad, she broke free twice, didn't break free, had to take a little step forward and hide her hand behind.
But it looks like she's clinging to Lynch.
"There are five more gentlemen not coming"
Lynch let go, rolled up his sleeves and glanced at his watch, "It's been ten minutes since I told everyone to be there, but there are still five gentlemen who haven't arrived. It seems that they don't understand the relationship between people. the most basic respect."
Lynch put down his wrists and naturally pressed his hands on the armrests on both sides of the high-back chair. At this moment, an inexplicable feeling grew in people's hearts.
This feeling is very mysterious. If I had to use words to describe it, it would be the word "leader".
"Respecting others is the only way to gain respect from others. For the five late gentlemen, we will no longer cooperate with them." Lynch tilted his head slightly and looked at Vera, who was still blushing, "Notify the door below. Close."
"If they come, have the doorman tell them they're out."
If you change to a younger girl, say Katherine, say Penny, of course this is too young.
Or Anna or the like, they may hesitate a little at this time. This is not to question Lynch's decision, but to naturally weigh the pros and cons.
But Vera didn't, she agreed immediately and went for it.
The years and experiences have taught her what a man needs, which is why Lynch likes her.
Women always know better than girls what men want and what they want to show.
After Vera left the room, Lynch looked at the dozens of shareholders or shareholder representatives sitting at the table ~IndoMTL.com~ and said with a smile, "First of all I want to apologize to everyone for what I did on the ship. ."
"Under the circumstances at the time, I had to delay the robber's time to achieve his predetermined goal, and not give him the opportunity to generate new ideas, and I hope everyone can understand."
People said they could understand Lynch's thoughts and actions, but they didn't seem to remember at all. After they got ashore, they let people report that Lynch and the robbers might be a group.
Lynch wouldn't try to debunk this either, and after people made up for their small past mistakes with touts, Lynch raised his hand and tapped the table twice.
"Come"
The touts quieted down, and he continued with that confident, irresistible smile, "I know some people aren't interested in our current business."
"You can take that contract, come to me, and I'll give you one million to redeem the shares."
"Of course, if you think Tomorrow's Light is a good company, you can continue to hold shares, or even buy shares from other people to increase your own equity."
Lynch stood up and said, "Tomorrow's Light is going to be a very special company, and we're going to focus on investing."
"Discover those companies or companies that have potential or are obviously undervalued by the market, and then use the least money to exchange for the most equity."
“These companies grow and pay us exponentially, like an investment in every moment.”
"In normal times, 20% of the shares are worth at least 250 million at any time, but now, we only need 90 million to hold it in our hands."
"When it goes up, we'll get at least double the return!"
"This is a whole new kind of financial game!"