blackstone code

Chapter 1009

Wood stepped aside distractedly and picked up the phone, but he was thinking about other things.

He and her girlfriend had previously discussed that they would get married early next year, but now the situation is getting more and more serious, and it is difficult for them to make any income from the auction.

But the bills of each cycle will not stop just because he has no income, he still has to pay these bills on time.

Otherwise, the bank will take his house.

The trouble of not being able to make money, worries about the future, and some inner collisions that faintly touched the bottom line made him extremely irritable now.

This also made his tone not so good when he answered the phone, "This is Wood."

"It sounds like you have something to do, maybe I can call you later?"

The familiar and somewhat unfamiliar voice made Wood stunned for three or four seconds, and then he reacted, holding the receiver of the phone with both hands, turned around and lowered his voice with some caution, "I'm sorry, Lynch Sir, I didn't know it was your call, and I didn't respond."

He also explained, "We haven't talked on the phone for a long time."

For his statement, Lynch did not refute, "Yes, we haven't had much contact since I sold the company. Do you have something to do now, do you need me to call you later?"

"Is something wrong?"

"No, no, of course not, just now..." He glanced back at his companions sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette and drinking a drink, then turned back and continued, "It's just that a few dogs have been barking so loudly that it's just... I am very troubled."

This is an excuse, it seems to be a lie, but it also seems to be the truth.

"After I sold my shares, I have no contact with other people in the company. Recently, I made a new thing, and I thought of you first. If you have time, maybe we can sit down and chat."

Wood's scalp was slightly numb, and he pursed his lips, "Of course I have time, are you in Sabine City now?"

"No, I'm in Bupain. If you have time, come here. The travel expenses are mine. I'll give you a call and contact me when you arrive."

After hanging up the phone, Wade looked at the phone number written on his white shirt, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was because of Lynch that he embarked on a different life path. Who would have imagined that he would actually resign from the Bureau of Investigation.

Who would have imagined that he bought such a big house in Sabine City at a young age, had his own car, and some other assets.

These are things that you can't get as an agent of the Bureau of Investigation and as an undercover agent.

The person who gave him such an opportunity was Lynch. Now when he needed help, Lynch appeared again. Even though he was actually an atheist, he had to wonder if he always Can anyone help me and solve the trouble?
When he returned to the living room, he looked around at his arguing companions and suddenly didn't want to share the news with them.

He is not a selfish person. If he had been selfish, he would not have shared his money-making experience with his companions at the beginning, but he could not accept that he would trample on the bottom line of law and morality in order to make money. This was unacceptable to him.

If Mr. Lynch can give him a good job and he can do it well, he will choose some people to work with him, and he will give up those who are not qualified.

He may not be a good person, but he will never let himself become a bad person.

Two days passed quickly in a blink of an eye. Two days later, Wood appeared in Bupain and made a call at the station. Not long after, a car pulled up on the side of the road and honked its horn several times.

He took the initiative to walk over, and the driver got out of the car, confirmed his identity, and opened the door for him.

The vehicle started slowly and left from the station. Wood looked at the bustling streets of Bupain, crowded with busy and fast people, and he couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"

People's fear of the unknown overrides curiosity. In this bustling city, Wood suddenly felt a sense of discomfort.

He couldn't describe the feeling very accurately, his breathing was a little short, and there seemed to be something blocked in his throat. He coughed a few times, but nothing came out.

My heartbeat accelerated slightly, and my stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

The driver sitting in the front row glanced at Wood through the rearview mirror with a smile on his face, "Sir, Mr. Lynch is waiting for you at his home, and this is where we are going."

He glanced at the half-mountain that didn't look too far away, "See the hillside over there, that's where we're going."

Wood looked at the raised "hillside" in the distance, with a curious expression on his face, "The houses there must be very expensive, right?"

He actually didn't know what the housing price structure in Bupain was like. He just instinctively thought that Lynch was unlikely to live in a poor and backward neighborhood.

The driver nodded, "Yes, the house price in the Banshan Villa District is the highest in Bupain. Being able to live there means that you are already a successful person."

His words reveal a kind of inexplicable arrogance of the locals, of course, more yearning, everyone hopes that they can live in the villa area in the middle of the mountain, but there are only so few people in the whole city who can live there.

Wood didn't speak, this is the gap, although he knew that the gap was huge, but when he really saw the gap, he was still a little dazed.

He remembered that Lynch seemed... About his age, or even a little younger than him?
When the family is already living in the most expensive house in Bupain, he is still worrying about where the money will come from tomorrow.

Not long after, the vehicle drove into the community road from the side road. The security guard at the gate saw the driver inside and let it go. This was a member of the community service company.

The vehicle finally stopped in front of Lynch's villa.

He carried his briefcase and rang the doorbell. When the door opened, there was a beautiful girl, "Mr. Lynch is waiting for you in the study on the south side of the second floor, Mr. Wood."

When the car came back, the community service company had already called Lynch, so he arranged for a maid to pick Wood up.

Pass through the hall, climb up to the second floor with the handrail of the stairs made of unknown material, and find the study on the south side.

The door of the study room was open, and Lynch sat in a place without sunlight and looked at the book in his hand, as if he was immersed in the book.

Perhaps hearing the footsteps, Lynch raised his head. His back was facing the light, and the smile on his face was inexplicably moving.

He stood up and stretched out his hand from a distance. Subconsciously, Wood walked in and held Lynch's outstretched hand, "You're here."

Wood nodded, "Yes, I just arrived. This place is too big and much more prosperous than Sabine City. No wonder you settled here."

"I can't talk about settling down, it's just that it's easier to deal with some things here, everyone is here!" After Lynch invited Wood to sit down, he chatted for a few words, and then talked about his own thoughts.

"I have a company. To be precise, it is the company in which my mother currently holds the majority of shares. I intend to promote the listing of this company, but there is still a small problem that has not been resolved."

Wood didn't understand these things, and he didn't dare to make random comments. In fact, at this moment, he didn't think he was of any use.

He doesn't know what a company needs to do to go public, let alone how to do each step in it, he feels that his trip should be in vain.

But Lynch continued to talk, he didn't interrupt Lynch, but just listened quietly.

"If a company wants to go public, the most important step is to have good enough performance."

"Youermi, I don't know if you know this company..."

Wood nodded in surprise. He himself was surprised, "I've heard that it's a fitness company. There is one at the door of the community where I live. There are some members in it, and the fees are not so cheap."

Lynch pointed at him, "Yes, that's it. Youermei's business is stable now, which is good, but it lacks attractiveness. Do you understand what I mean?"

Wood nodded, then shook his head again, "I'm not sure if my thoughts are the same as yours."

"Then let me explain. In fact, this is very simple. I need a better-looking data to impress investors and shareholders."

"They're not going to spend money on a company that doesn't look like it's worth anything, so we have to make it worthwhile, which is why I brought you here."

"You have to cooperate with me, let's get this matter right, and I will give you [-]% of the shares." Lynch looked at him, "If nothing else happens, this [-]% is worth There are hundreds of thousands of dates."

"Besides, all your business income during this process belongs to you, and you don't need to give it to me or anyone else."

Just hearing the reward of shares, Wood is very excited. If there are hundreds of thousands, this can completely solve some of the problems he is facing now, and he can still leave tens of thousands of 10,000+.

Whether it's starting a small business by himself or looking for another job, at least he won't worry about those countless bills anymore.

Of course, he still had to ask clearly what Lynch wanted to do. He had his own bottom line. If it was a fraud or something, he would never do it.

So Lynch used another idea to re-introduce him, what is called "the federal dream that will succeed if you work hard."

The chat between the two continued until the evening, and Wood finally figured out what Lynch said.

It's not illegal, and even Wood wonders if Lynch is doing a good deed, because he gave others the money that should have been earned by himself, and Wood doesn't even know how to describe this behavior!
great?

Or stupid?

or something else?
He doesn't know, he only knows that he can do this, and he can do it, and then solve all his troubles.

"I don't think so, Mr. Lynch," he said.

(End of this chapter)