blackstone code

Chapter 80 The scariest thing is not what you want to do, but what I think you want to do

This is a romantic looking dinner.

In the elegant restaurant environment, people are communicating in a low voice. In addition to the piano movement, there is only a slight sound of the tableware rubbing against the dishes in the entire restaurant. As long as you eat here, you will always use tableware to cut something, which is unavoidable. Sound, although everyone is trying to avoid it.

This environment, even when sitting in the hall, gives a natural sense of isolation from other dining tables.

Each table is a small space that can only accommodate the person next to the table.

Some petals on the table, red tablecloths, and some fine tableware, even if Lynch didn't do anything too deliberate, would make people feel a little romantic.

Maybe because of the petals, maybe because of the environment, most of the people dining here are couples of young men and women.

Before the chefs heat up their stuff, Lynch chats about work.

Sometimes women seem to talk easily, but there is still some persistence in them, and at the same time there is something unpredictable, even they themselves do not know why this or that.

Therefore, the core theme cannot be left out. Lynch invites Vila to have a meal. The theme is work. If he doesn't say these things, Vila will feel uncomfortable and then think wildly, but he said, the other things will become a wonderful meal. An embellishment for dinner.

"You know, I've been busy with my new job recently..." Lin Qi shook off the napkin and smiled. A handsome person's smile is always pleasing to the eye, just like a beautiful person's smile always makes people smile. People are fascinated.

Lynch is a handsome person, handsomeness is his most important passport. In fact, for him, handsomeness or ugliness is not an obstacle that prevents him from reaching the peak, but handsomeness can make this process easier.

Just like now, a handsome young man invites a lady who is in a cold war with her husband for dinner. The atmosphere is a little ambiguous. The lady may be slightly drunk and enjoy this somewhat dangerous sweetness.

But if Lynch is an ugly ghost, let alone the ambiguous atmosphere, maybe she won't even answer Lynch's phone.

Vila looked at Lynch's face and nodded, "You told me that you have some plans for a new company."

"Yes, I said..." His voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, which made people feel the joy in his heart through his voice, which was a very special skill.

Expressions, eyes and voice can release enough misleading signals to make people feel that he is very happy, and people will subconsciously relax their vigilance for beautiful things, not only people, but also animals.

"I'm going to set up a large state-wide company, and I'll have it done by the second half of this year to the beginning of next year at the latest."

Lynch had just finished speaking when a waiter apologized apologetically and then stood at the edge of the table. Lynch also stopped what he said.

The waiter held a bottle of red wine in his hand and saluted, "Sorry, ma'am, and sir, this is the wine you chose." He showed the wine label, "Do you want to open it now?"

Vera touched her cheek, and said with a smile, not reproachfully, "I didn't know you wanted red wine."

"If you don't like it, let's drink something else, juice or drink?" Lynch changed his choice decisively, which made Vila embarrassed to say no. She just said it was okay, and acquiesced to the evening. Drinks with meals contain alcohol.

Of course, she also trusts Lynch very much. She doesn't think Lynch will do anything excessive to her. Sometimes having a handsome face is really enviable.

After sniffing the oak cork, looking at the wall, and feeling the change in aroma and astringency, Lynch took down the bottle of red wine that had been cellared for ten years.

After the waiter walked away, he said with a smile, "Actually, I don't really like drinking red wine, the taste of it..." He shrugged, which made Vila laugh instead.

"If you don't like it, why would you want a bottle of wine red?" Vila might not even know why she asked such a question, nor what answer she wanted.

Lynch picked up the wine bottle and poured some wine into Vera's wine glass. He grabbed the job that should have belonged to the waiter and said, "I thought you would like it, I have read some books. , the book says ladies love red wine, don't they?"

The angle of his answer was very surprising, which directly blocked Vila's plan to continue asking questions. If she wanted to ask why you read these books, the answer might embarrass everyone.

But when she didn't ask, and Lynch didn't give a definite answer, she would think wildly, and even if she didn't show it, she would think wildly when the alcohol began to work after a meal.

A handsome young man, why should she please herself, she will give herself a forcible and reasonable reason according to her own needs, and then enjoy the atmosphere while secretly rejoicing.

She would even tell herself that it was Lynch's decision to pursue herself, but she would not agree to him. This was not a betrayal or derailment. She could never stop the freedom of others because of her own thoughts. Maybe this is completely different from the truth. .

Sometimes women's ideas are such contradictions, and of course men are sometimes more contradictory.

The light makeup on Vera's face could no longer cover up her hot cheeks, and that tinge of red that made her feel hazy, and her temperament became more fragrant.

"...The company I set up this time will have a dedicated accounting department, and I'm not very concerned about other people, so I hope you can take charge of this department.", Lynch put the red wine into a barrel with some ice cubes Now, the temperature is too high, and the restaurant has prepared special wine barrels.

The water formed by the ice cubes will not come into direct contact with the wine bottle, and the body of the wine bottle will not directly contact the ice cubes, so that the temperature of the wine bottle will not be too low and a very suitable drinking temperature is maintained.

When talking about work, Vila's expression became more serious, she looked a little unconfident, "I have never done such a job, maybe you should find someone who is professional enough to do it, I can assist him/her /it."

Lynch looked into her eyes and shook his head, "I don't believe in others, I only believe in you."

Being demanded is definitely a happy thing. Vila's eyes softened a little bit, and her voice was softer than before, "I'll help you keep an eye on it..."

"I insist!" Lynch looked at her, "I'm not afraid of your mistakes, I'm not afraid of any loss, this department is yours, we'll just say it."

She nodded helplessly, "I'll try my best, don't blame me if you mess up something."

Lynch smiled and didn't speak. He paused for about ten seconds to allow Vila to fully understand, accept, and store the information before he continued, "The new job may be more complex. Busy, I will have multiple companies that I connect with, which may take up some of your extra time, if…”

Wei La pursed her lips and interrupted Lyn Qi's words, "I will help you, don't worry!"

With a sense of responsibility and mission, an inexplicable force will be poured into people's bodies, adding something called fighting spirit, which can create many miracles.

Next, Lynch talked about some of the details of the work, and the cooks finally finished their dinner and delivered it.

A sumptuous dinner, exquisite tableware, elegant environment, and feasting, no wonder people always yearn for wealth, because real happiness is hidden in wealth.

This meal was eaten for a while, and at nine o'clock in the evening, Duolinch drove Vera back to the outside of the community where she lived. He originally wanted to take Vera home, but he stopped outside the community in the end. .

In Lynch's words, if her husband saw his wife returning in a young car of the opposite sex, he might get angry and affect their relationship.

So Lynch, a kind man, only parked his car outside the gate of the community, and said that this would make Vila get rid of the alcohol.

Facing such a caring and thoughtful Lynch, Vila was very moved. After saying goodbye to Lynch, she carried her bag and walked towards the house in a happy mood.

(End of this chapter)