blackstone code

Chapter 2042

In the bulletproof car, Mr. President explained to Lynch that Mr. Truman had mailed a regular registered letter to "himself" before he was assassinated.

He roughly has a guess about the change in the attitude of the current presidential palace.

"May I have a look at that letter?"

He offered a little idea of ​​his own, which was honestly a little too strong a request.

But for Lynch now, this kind of strength is just his normal appearance.

Mr. President thought for a while, then shook his head, "Sorry, that letter has been destroyed according to Mr. Truman's own wishes."

"He mentioned that if he had an accident, it was probably premeditated. I hope I can give the Security Committee more assistance in this case."

"I respect Mr. Truman very much, and I don't think it is a shameful thing to lose to him in the general election."

"On the contrary, under his leadership, the Federation has allowed us to enter a new era. My admiration for him has made me decide to respect his decision."

"Of course, he also mentioned you, he said you are a trustworthy partner!"

This guy is lying!

Lynch saw through the lie right away, but still had that "we'll be good pals" smile on his face.

Mr. Truman trusted him?

Go to hell!

From the time they met, Mr. Truman's perception of him was actually not good.

Treacherous, cunning, this is his merciless evaluation of Lynch.

The reason why the two can become friends is because they both hope that the Federation can play a more important role in the international community.

Mr. Truman's starting point is good, he hopes to change the status quo of the Federation.

Lynch's starting point is also good, he just hopes to make more money.

But to say how much Mr. Truman trusted Lynch, he would not believe it.

He even believed that in that letter, Mr. Truman should have reminded Mr. President to beware of Lynch.

If there is any obsession that Mr. Truman can't get rid of until his death, besides the capitalist, it is Lynch!

Lynch knew in his heart that this might also be the reason why Mr. President was unwilling to show him the letter.

It's like someone wrote a letter to A, which said "You want to kill B", A and B are ordinary friends, B hopes to read this letter, A is absolutely impossible to show him.

Whether A has the idea of ​​killing B or not, it is impossible for him to let this letter spread.

Mr. President refused, and Lynch no longer insisted.

While talking, the car stopped outside a very high-end restaurant, which was already closed.

But when the convoy arrived, the owner of the restaurant took the initiative to greet them and said that the venue had been completely cleared.

After the accompanying agents and Lynch's people checked the building, Lynch and Mr. President walked in.

This made Lynch think of Mr. Truman.

He would sometimes chat with Lynch in private while avoiding the sight of most people.

He will also choose to talk about intimate topics while eating something.

But he has never been like this, to enter a certain high-end restaurant that looks famous with such a big fanfare, and let the restaurant owner clear the place, and welcome him out!
Mr. Truman's favorites are those barbecue restaurants around the factory area. In his words, he can eat a large piece of beef for a few dollars.

Although the quality of the beef is not as good as those high-end beef specially raised for the rich, it tastes just as delicious, and you can still eat enough!

The two entered the restaurant, and the two cooks prepared a few dishes as if they were juggling, and then left.

The restaurant hall has an area of ​​five to six hundred square meters. At this time, only the middle table is occupied, and other places are empty.

In order to prevent people from hiding under the table, the chairs were turned upside down and pressed against the table, and the tablecloths were folded up one after another.

"Try this..." Mr. President pointed to one of the dishes, "very delicious veal ribs, I will order this every time I come here."

Lynch glanced at it and added a piece for himself with a clip.

He was a little surprised because this piece of calf rib was skinned.

Whether the federal people eat steak or beef, they don't like skin.

Because the skin is very hard, the traditional frying and roasting will make the cowhide harder, and you can't even bite it, so basically the beef is sold without the skin.

But this piece of beef rib has skin.

Lynch cut it with a fork, it was easy to cut, and then he took a bite, a little surprised.

The cowhide is not as hard as expected, it is very soft. Under the cowhide is a layer of completely melted fat, then there is a small layer of lean meat, and then another layer of fat.

Then there is the deboned beef and thin film.

The overall taste is very good and the taste is very fragrant. After one bite, the teeth cut the cowhide and press the two layers of fat to squeeze out the fat. It is mixed with the unique aroma of beef and eaten. It is very delicious!

Mr. President introduced that this is a calf, which is fed with some special formula, and its fat content will be more than that of ordinary beef.

At the same time, the breeder will massage the calf to promote the separation of fat and lean meat.

The breeding environment prevents the calf's leather from rapidly aging, and at the same time, it is necessary to maintain the skin of some parts of the calf every day, just like grooming the calf.

The purpose of doing this is to taste delicious.

The two chatted and chatted, and they talked about Mr. President's son.

Of course, it all looks very "soft".

"Sometimes I really envy your parents, Lynch."

"You are so good, I believe they will be very proud when they talk about you to anyone!"

"But I often have a headache for my children."

"You know...he is a very stubborn person, and he is not satisfied with the future I designed for him, so until now, he has been at the school and almost never comes back."

"And..., although he is willing to work hard in the federal political arena, he has only been in the state Senate for so many years."

"Until now, I can't see any future!"

Mr. President is worried, as if he is really thinking about his family and children.

Lynch picked up the napkin and stood on the grease on his lips, "Mr. President, my success cannot be replicated."

"But I can give you some advice, such as your second son."

Mr. President pretended to be surprised, but the two of them knew that this was acting and an abnormal transaction.

The female ticket customer and the female branch girl may feel a heartbeat at the moment when their lips touch and experience the exchange.

But a deal is a deal, and whoever takes it seriously will be hurt.

Politics, too.

Lynch knew that this was actually Mr. President asking for benefits, but he didn't mind.

If you want to get something, you have to give something.

Obtaining without giving may hide a deadly trap. On the contrary, directly asking for benefits like this made Lynch feel more at ease.

He talked about the situation over there in Nagalil.

"The next development focus of the Federation will be on Nagalil, the three special states."

"This is also an important port for the Federation to use Nagalil as a springboard to export 'Federal Standards' to the world."

"The economy, culture, and politics will explode rapidly in an all-round way."

"If your second son can't find his place, and he doesn't know what to do and how to do it, my suggestion is that it's best to develop there."

"The dividends brought about by the rapid development allow him to take a ride and gain a large amount of political capital even if he does nothing."

"And there are our own people over there..."

Mr. President repeated, "One of our own?"

Lynch nodded and said, "Yes, Catherine and...Professor, Catherine is currently the governor,...Professor, you know, Congress has been arguing for her for a long time, and now she is the president of the State Senate."

"If your child goes there, even if he accumulates contacts in the Senate temporarily, after a few years, it will definitely not be a problem to become the governor!"

Mr. President raised his brows, he caught a key word - Governor!
He licked his lips, took a sip from his wine glass, and hesitated after putting it down, "Can he do it?"

It seems that he is questioning his child's ability, but he is actually asking Lynch, is this thing reliable?

Lynch nodded again, "You may not have noticed the situation in the special state, because the main population of the local population are Nagalilians."

"They still don't quite understand the preciousness and value of freedom, so they won't use direct elections to elect governors in a short time."

"The change of governor will use the electoral system of long ago."

"The previous governor elects the next governor, and then the state legislature votes..."

Catherine elected Mr. President's son, and then the professor-controlled parliament voted through it. Even a pig can become the governor!
A vivid smile suddenly appeared on Mr. President's face, and he breathed a sigh of relief slowly, "Lynch, I won't say thank you, I have trained him hard for several years."

"Even if he is nothing, at least he knows how to be a person who contributes to society!"

After speaking, he was very satisfied with today's results, and by the way, he also expressed his position.

"I will often ask about the affairs of the Security Committee. Do you have anyone to suspect?"

"Maybe we can look it up in those areas!"

After claiming the benefits and getting positive feedback, the next part of the transaction comes.

You get what you have to give.

Lynch vaguely mentioned the names of some people, "It's just my suspicion, you know, anyone can do it, because in this matter, almost everyone's interests will be violated!"

From the moment he knew about the letter, Lynch began to plan for the next issue of growing again.

Mr. Truman wants to use his hand to clean up the capitalists severely. As a benefit, he will expand again!

Presumably, if Mr. Truman knew these things in heaven, he would be very pleased!
After all, Lynch was his close comrade-in-arms who shared the same goals and inherited his will.

While making a huge contribution, it's okay to do something for yourself, right?

(End of this chapter)