blackstone code

Chapter 864 Spring Fair
The old priest lying on the bed had a lot of things in his mind, and his years of internal fighting and external fighting gave him a lot of experience to solve the current problems.

He knew that what he had to do now was to wait, and wait.

The lights in the room suddenly went out, everything was plunged into darkness, and a long shadow flashed through the gap at the bottom of the door.

Under the weak light at this time, the cloudy eyes reflected a bright luster strangely.

On the weekend, a phone call suddenly came to Lynch's villa, where he was watching TV.

Recently, the Commonwealth released a very popular TV series, which tells the story of a young girl and a mad scientist grandfather.

Some advanced concepts like "traveling through time and space" are very attractive to the public. To be honest, those viewers who may not even graduate from high school in front of the TV actually like to watch this kind of half-science and half-fantasy TV series. It's amazing enough.

Lynch is also watching. In today's episode, the protagonist, that is, the little girl's pet dog died inexplicably at the door of the house. She thinks there is a huge conspiracy in it, and she wants to save the puppy's life. So she found her grandpa.

Her grandfather is also very crazy. Without further ado, he made a time shuttle with a washing machine. Just enter the washing machine and turn on the switch, and he can travel back to the past through time and space.

Generally speaking, it is somewhat interesting, maybe because these fantasies are closer to the imagination of the audience, and the way they are used is closer to life, so they are so popular, right?
I'm afraid there are not many people who really read popular science.

By the way, this little girl's skirt is a bit short, and her top is one size too small. The crew is really poor.

Lynch picked up the phone casually, and a very professional voice came from inside, "Mr. Lynch, hello, I am your personal manager... Do you remember that you made a plan in our company A custom plan for Pure Gold Clover?"

After getting an affirmative reply from Lynch, the lady in the receiver continued, "This year's weather is good, and the temperature has risen rapidly. We have selected the best quality tobacco plants for you, and they will be planted in early March. .”

"Thank you for choosing Every Moment. If you are free, you can go to our planting area to watch the planting process of your original tobacco plant in person, and communicate with other valued customers..."

"We will also provide some treasures that cannot be obtained through other channels for you to taste. I hope you will be invited to participate in this spring tasting."

Every March, the largest tobacco company in the Federation organizes a group of high-level customers to go to the planting area to engage in various activities, which can be regarded as a very special social activity.

Because the standards for selecting customers are very high at all times, not only must they be rich, but also have influence, so the quality of the entire group is very high.

This kind of high-level social occasion is still very attractive to many people, and they realize it every moment. Under their operation, many heavyweight capitalists go to participate every year, and the scale and grade are getting more and more high.

Its "purity" makes this event doomed to be impossible for those "fake rich people" to mix in, and the invitees to the Spring Festival every moment will also become social hot spots for a while.

Lynch thought about it for a while, and agreed.

The [-]/[-] staff quickly ended the call with a promise to take care of everything and make sure Lynch had a relaxing vacation.

I thought this incident was just a simple incident, but what I didn't expect was that soon someone came to Lynch because of this incident.

Just after lunch, the door of the room was opened, and a waiter wearing "Polaroid Boutique" nameplate clothing walked in with large and small bags, and another guy was covered with all kinds of packages, I don't know Which brand of waiter is it.

"Just put them at the door, and I'll have someone send them up..."

The agent who was arranging for these people to put down their things saw Lynch and ran over to say hello, "Mr. Lynch, I didn't expect you to be here!"

Looking at the manager's chubby smiling face, normal people can't get angry. This guy is Petunia's manager and has been taking care of Petunia's daily life and work.

Lynch nodded, as a greeting, and sometimes those cumbersome social rituals are not needed after getting closer.

"Where are people?", he asked.

The agent answered honestly, "Behind..." She giggled, "Then I'll send the things up first?"

Lynch glanced at those things, nodded, and the agent called the maid to send the big and small bags to the second floor.

She looked stupid, but she wasn't really stupid. She was capable of protecting Petunia for two years. Many people were like this. If you judged them only by their appearance, you would definitely make a wrong judgment.

After all, not everyone is Mr. Lynch, not only handsome, but also rich and talented.

Two or three minutes later, Penny walked in from the outside.

The temperature in Bupain in mid-February has risen to fourteen to five degrees, and it is still rising. Penny is wearing a not so thick coat, a fur vest, and carrying a new lady's handbag this spring. Just walked in.

A mix of fashion and youth came over her face. She didn't seem to be surprised that Lynch was still in the Federation at this time, or that he was still in Bu Pain. She came to find Lynch.

She took off her high heels and walked in on the carpet with bare ankles, took off her sunglasses from a distance, and turned her face towards Lynch.

According to the script, Lynch should kiss her on the face at this time, and then say a few boring words, but Lynch is Lynch after all, he stretched out his hand and gave way, almost causing Penny to fall.

She gritted her teeth and looked at Lynch, "Huh!"

Lynch looked at the girl with a smile, "I'm allergic to cosmetics, you have cosmetics on your face."

The girl's expression became a little dubious. She did wear a little makeup. Whitening cream is very popular now, and people began to admire that kind of white to crystal clear skin.

Some people say that this is a tribute to the appearance of women in the Middle Ages, and it is a retro fashion.

In fact, the Commonwealth has only been out of the mother's womb for two or three hundred years, and there is a medieval Ham?

The Middle Ages that people talk about are actually those countries headed by Gafla.

From the Middle Ages to the present in these countries, some aristocratic women still take arsenic to make themselves white to crystal clear.

During that crazy period, many girls who took arsenic for a long time had their skin so clear that they could see the blood vessels underneath, but they also paid for it with their lives.

Many girls in that period could live to be in their thirties at most, and the toxicity accumulated in the body finally broke out.

Penny thought about standing up, went to the bathroom to wash off her face, ran back, put her arms around Lynch's neck, and moved her face closer, "Smell, do you still have the smell of cosmetics? "

"Is it clean?"

I have to say that the face of a 19-year-old girl is really tender, and the thin, almost invisible features grow naturally on the surface of the skin. She has a clear appearance, but the skin gives people a smooth feeling. This is very contradictory, but Real existence.

"Okay, stop messing around, the filming is over, are you here to participate in some event?" Lynch pulled the girl to sit down.

The girl curled her legs and hugged Lynch's arm, "The filming was finished a while ago, I want to take a break and come shopping by the way."

"New products are on the market in spring, and there are many new products from designers that I like very much."

"The other thing is to find you!"

"Looking for me?" Lynch was a little surprised, "Are you in trouble?"

Petunia shook her head, "No..." She laughed when she said that, "Every moment the Spring Festival is about to start, have you been invited?"

She said and looked at Lynch full of expectation, as devoutly as if making a wish under a shooting star.

Lynch nodded, "Just called me this morning."

"You agree?" Her voice became thinner, as if she was very excited.

Lynch nodded again, "Of course, I agree."

"Great!", the girl exclaimed in surprise, and then hung her whole body on Lynch, and she begged coquettishly, "Take me there, okay, I want to go!"

Lynch was a little strange, "Will this spring product be special?"

"Of course special!"

Under the girl's introduction, Lynch probably understood why she cared so much.

As the top tobacco company in the Federation at all times, its top customers can be said to be the top people in the Federation.

Many people outside this level are proud to be mixed into this level. In the words of some media, who is the real high-class celebrity, and see if he or the people around him are eligible to participate in the Spring Festival every moment Just know.

The threshold for this activity is 100 million, at least 100 million per year, and no one knows how much it will cost at most.

They don't accept applications except for money. It doesn't mean that if you have money, you can apply. It has always been an invitation system.

Being able to accept invitations every moment means that this person has entered this level. This may not be very attractive to men, but it is obviously a very important opportunity for some girls.

If you cross this threshold, you will become a person inside the door. If you cannot cross this threshold, you will be just an ordinary person after all.

Now that Lynch is invited to participate and can bring a female companion, as long as Penny gets Lynch's permission to go with him, the media reports will definitely make her the focus of the federation, a figure among women.

Maybe a lady like Ms. Tracy can ignore these comments, but for a vain young girl, it is full of fatal temptation.

She wants to go, really wants to go!
Lynch looked like he was thinking, and even showed some hesitation. This kind of subtle expression was very precise, comparable to the expressive power of an actor.

Penny was a little anxious. She knew that Lynch had unusual relationships with many girls, but this opportunity was really rare, and she didn't want to give up.

She gritted her teeth, leaned close to Lynch's ear, and whispered, "Take me, if you take me, I'll..."

(End of this chapter)