blackstone code

Chapter 593 Be Honest
There is no case!

In a word, it broke the last illusion of self-deception of Mr. Hebbs and those around him.

"Thank you for giving us the most professional consulting service at this time, good night, gentlemen."

The lawyers politely bid farewell to the employers on the other end of the phone. As an excellent lawyer, their consulting fees are expensive, and half a day of consulting is enough for each of them to earn at least five or six hundred francs or one dollar. Fees above [-] federal sols.

No wonder people are always envious of the profession of lawyers, as long as they sit and talk, they can make a lot of money.

After finishing the call, Mr. Hebers sat on the sofa a little tiredly. He suddenly felt a slight dizziness, followed by a strong sense of hunger that made him unable to even think.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that it was night and he missed lunch and dinner, so he had to pull himself together and stamp the ground with his cane, making a bang to attract the attention of others," Gentlemen, we've been talking all day, shouldn't we have something to eat?"

"I don't want Lynch to do anything to us, and we will fall ill first!" He stood up first, and he almost fell back after sitting for a day, but fortunately, the people around him recovered in time. Armed him.

"I will visit Mr. Lynch and test his thoughts..." He expressed his thoughts, which gave others some hope.

After a hastily ended dinner, Mr. Hebbs dressed up carefully, selected some expensive gifts, and went to the hotel to visit Lynch with the gifts.

Although the delegation said it arrived last night, all the ceremonies were completed today, which means that they cannot leave today. Their tickets are all set for tomorrow morning, and they will stay here tonight. one night.

It's just that compared to yesterday's joy, today everyone seemed a little disappointed, because Baihua Street was closed, the reason was that a case happened here, and in order to protect the scene, it was temporarily closed.

Everyone had no choice but to return in vain. In fact, they all knew why Baihua Street was closed, but there are some things that you know when you know them, so don't tell them.

If you don't say it, you are smart, but if you say it, it can only mean that you are stupid enough.

As soon as I got back to the hotel, before I had time to change my clothes, the phone call from the front desk in the lobby made a call to the room.

The little assistant answered the phone and asked Lynch, "Mr. Hebbs, who claims to be your friend, wants to see you..."

Lynch was taken aback for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face, "Yes, it's my friend, let him come up."

After hanging up the phone, the little assistant was a little strange, and also a little admired, "You have friends wherever you go. Do you have friends all over the world? How do you know so many people?"

Lynch was in a good mood at this time, and he joked, "Because we are friends with money, we are also friends!"

Helen felt that this sentence had some very profound meanings, she could feel it, but she couldn't sum it up, so she couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Although Lynch's education is not high, only high school level, but he can always say some very philosophical words, it is hard to think that he is just a high school graduate.

This also makes Helen sometimes feel a sense of self-denial. Although she is not a famous college student, she is still a college student, but she is not as good as Lynch in every way. Could it be that she is really such a failure?

Not long after, the doorbell rang, and Mr. Hebbs knocked on the door.

The little assistant opened the door, and took the gift from Mr. Hebbs, and put it on the coffee table in front of Lynch.

In the hotel, each main member of the mission is equipped with an independent suite. After all, they have booked a whole floor, and some of them are rooms. At this time, they are in the living room of the suite.

Mr. Hebbs entrusted his clothes to his accompanying butler, and walked towards the sofa, "It's a little worthless gadget, I heard you like watches and pens, and I happen to have some good things in my collection, you Might like it."

Whether it is a federal person or an aristocrat like Mr. Hebbs, there is no hypocritical humility in the social etiquette of the whole world, saying "it's too expensive and I can't bear it", let alone wanting it with peace of mind, and wanting it. Put on a "you're being too polite" look.

The little assistant was generous. Next, Lynch also opened it generously. The first thing he opened was the box of the watch, a very beautiful platinum watch.

"Platinum watch body with sapphire surface and dial, this is... one of the three watches made by the master in..." Mr. Herbers introduced this watch with a slightly ostentatious tone .

It is indeed very expensive. Its manufacturer is the leading master and master in the entire industry. Every four years, only three purely handmade watches will be produced. The price of each watch can make some people stunned.

It can range from hundreds of thousands to millions. It is already comparable to the market value of some companies, but even so, every batch of watches is very popular. People are willing to pay a lot of money for these things, and then just put them on Put it in the display cabinet, and you may never bring it once in your life.

The cost of this watch is considered medium, only about [-], but it has already risen to the level of millions, and it will increase even more in the future.

Lynch nodded in satisfaction, took it off, said "thank you", then put it back on the watch holder, and opened another box at the same time.

The fountain pen inlaid with that kind of gemstones cost 18 francs. This fountain pen is also a handmade product. Its maker family has always served the Gefra royal family. The fountain pen used by the emperor comes from this family.

Someone once joked that the name signed on the contract with this brand of pen is exactly the same as the name signed by the emperor, which also shows its dignity.

Lynch also likes to collect these pens. He always feels that bringing two pens can make him look more like a literati and be more elegant, although people here don't know what elegance is.

He thanked him again, and had to say that the two gifts that Mr. Hebbs chose this time were very thoughtful, and they were both Lynch's favorites. The gift worth millions was given away as soon as he said it, and he spent a lot of money.

"I thought you would be on vacation in the Commonwealth, or somewhere else..." After Lynch put the pen back, he looked at Mr. Hebbs. The smile on his face was more enthusiastic than usual, but it fell on Hebbs. There was something chilling in Mr.'s eyes.

"...I didn't expect that we would meet in Gafla. Did you come here to wait for me on purpose?" Lynch looked at him, and asked very trickily, which made Mr. Hebbs's scalp tingle slightly.

The purpose of his coming here is to maximize the off-court factors, but he can't say these words. A historic moment."

He cleverly used this method to avoid directly answering Lynch's question, "Once the Federation and Gefra reach a cooperation intention, it means that the two most powerful countries in the world are united, just like newspapers. As stated above, the process of world peace has taken another step forward."

"Once the Federation and Gafla reach these cooperations, it means that there will be more opportunities to emerge, which is my purpose."

"And you know, people like me can't be idle, here today, tomorrow there, but Mr. Lynch, you are really surprising, I didn't even know you were here until I saw the news Fora, I thought you were still in Nagalil."

He tentatively said a word, and observed Lynch with a smile, wanting to see how Lynch would answer.

Lynch also answered quickly, "This time our main studio is negotiating some commercial cooperation and some private business bidding, so some businessmen need to come, and I'm just one of them."

"The current development momentum of the United Development Company is good. The directors and chairman of the board of directors treat me well. Seeing that I am relatively young, let me gain experience."

A dirty word flashed in Herbers' mind, and he suddenly realized that he might fall into Lynch's trap, which had something to do with his appearance.

This little doggy's (son of a bitch) appearance is so deceiving you'll never be able to guard against a smiling young man in his twenties who looks as white as a sheet of paper, he's careless!

Mr. Hebers smiled dryly, "I heard a funny joke recently..."

He looked at Lynch, and Lynch responded cooperatively, "What's an interesting joke, why don't you tell me and let me hear it too."

"Some people say that this loan between you and me is a trap set up by you. You want to swallow all the principal and interest. Isn't it ridiculous for you to say this kind of joke?" He laughed loudly while talking Get up, as if you really took this as a joke.

Lynch was also laughing, with a meaningful smile, "Of course it's ridiculous, I wouldn't do that to my friends!"

Mr. Herbers was not relieved by Lynch's answer, but felt something was wrong, because Lynch never made it clear that the two of them were friends.

He looked at Lynch enthusiastically and expectantly, "Are we friends?"

Lynch also replied with a smile, "Of course, we are the best partners!"

He didn't give a positive answer, which made Mr. Hebbs a little uncertain, but what Lynch showed made him wonder if he was oversensitive and thinking too much?
He was a little confused, a little suspicious, but he could only stop here. He couldn't force Lynch to say what he wanted to hear, that was too deliberate.

"I have some friends here, when you come over, I will hold a party for you." Mr. Hebers said kindly, "I have lived in Gafla for a long time, and everything here is very good. I'm familiar with it, and I can be regarded as half a local, you have to give me a chance to show it!"

Lynch nodded, "Yes, give me a time and place..."

Mr. Hebers' visit was not long, and he left after making an appointment for the time and place of the party to be held in the imperial capital.

After sending Mr. Hebbs and his housekeeper out, the little assistant asked curiously, "Are you good friends?"

Lynch smiled and did not answer directly, "So I prepared a big surprise for him."

(End of this chapter)