blackstone code

Chapter 946 Choice
"The problem is not too serious."

The director of the legal department and the main members of the company's legal team gathered in the president's office. They re-examined the standard contract text and found no clauses that were unfavorable to the company.

The first thing the former president did after taking office was to form a strong legal team.

The purpose of doing this is just to be careful. He has no sense of security in the Federation, and the Federation is a country ruled by law. He believes that the law can protect his rights very well——

At least let the federal people have no way to find his troubles from the law!

This awareness allows us to avoid many unpredictable risks in the development process at all times.

"It does not stipulate when and how much goods we must provide to these contracting parties. This is just a sales contract."

"They sell our goods, we supply goods..."

Lynch interrupted them, "What if they ask us for something and we can't?"

The director of the legal department put down the contract, pinched the bridge of his nose, "Breach of contract, Mr. Lynch, but we can drag the lawsuit down..."

This is obvious. It is unfair for both parties to be constrained by supply and marketing, not just one party.

Lynch asked another question, "Their appeals are mainly concentrated in two places, the first is liquidated damages, and the second is to remove our counter, right?"

The director of the legal department nodded, "That's right."

Lynch had a slightly thoughtful expression. He had already considered how to solve these problems, "We need to delay the time. Is there any good way to delay the time for a longer time?"

"Yes, Mr. Lynch, we can ask the courts everywhere to postpone the trial for one to two weeks."

"Enough!" Lynch nodded, he packed up the things on the desktop and put them in the file bag, and threw them on the corner of the table, "Go ahead and study the contract and the like, and find out whether we Is there any good way to solve these problems through legal means, as for the others... I will arrange it."

This is to ask people to leave, everyone tidied up and left the president's office.

For them, this is not good news. It seems that Lynch has given up, and some middle managers have even begun to consider the issue of retreat.

After everyone in the office had left, Lynch asked the secretary to go out and closed the door. After pondering for a while, he dialed a phone number in Sabine City.

Not long after the call was connected, someone answered, "This is Fern."

"Where's your brother?"

"Mr. Lynch?" Fern recognized Lynch's voice, "Wait a minute, he's working, I'll call him!"

With the sound of placing the phone through the receiver, the footsteps became farther and farther away.

Fern walked through the house and walked to the door of the basement. He couldn't hear anything when he stood here, but when he opened the door, there were some shrill screams from inside.

He went down the stairs.

The basement is very bright, unlike some families whose basements are made of wood or concrete walls, this basement is covered with smooth floor tiles, including walls and roofs, all of which are smooth floor tiles.

A man was tied to a chair, and the screams came from his mouth. It seemed that he was in great pain now.

Noel was wearing a shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the neckline completely open.

He glanced at Fern, "What happened?"

"The boss's call."

Noel raised his eyebrows. He walked to the side table, put on his watch, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on his fist, "Few people can take my things, and don't give me an explanation. ..."

He looked at Fern, "Let him understand this truth!", he pressed Fern on the shoulder, and then left the basement.

The closed basement door made it quiet again. Although the people sitting on the chairs were humming miserably, anyone standing here could feel the real silence!

Fern took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves like his brother, unbuttoned his collar, took off his watch and put it on the table.

He picked out a knuckle he liked, held it tightly in his hand, walked to his side under the fearful gaze of the prisoner, and punched him in the abdomen.

The tearing pain caused the prisoner to cry out uncontrollably, and the sound could not be heard until the door of the basement.

On the street not far away, someone looked enviously at the luxurious house here. They would never know what happened in the basement at this moment.

Noel, who had become a civilized person again, came to the study room upstairs. After he let his breath out, he exhaled the stale air in his chest, then sat down, and picked up the receiver.

"I'm here, Mr. Lynch."

Lynch used this blank time to think about his plan for a while. At this time, Noel's voice sounded, and he quickly came to his senses, "How many people do you have in your hands now? Adults must be at least 20 years old."

"About one or two hundred people, I'm not precise enough to divide them by their age."

"Enough is enough. I need you to do something, and do it as soon as possible. Later, I will ask someone to transfer a sum of money to your account. Next, listen to me carefully..."

After about 20 minutes, Noel hung up the phone while looking at the two-page paper.

Lynch said too much, he was afraid that he would not be able to remember, so he could only write it down in notes.

Lynch told them that uneducated people will eventually be abandoned by this society, so they, especially the children, were required to be sent to school.

Even as an adult, you must at least be able to read and write, otherwise you don't want to live here.

Looking at the results he had recorded, Noel quickly went back to the basement. He opened the door and walked in. The guy sitting on the chair was still howling, but it seemed that he didn't say anything.

"Finished?"

Noel nodded, he went to the deepest part of the basement, and took off the raincoat hanging on the wall.

Watching him put on his raincoat, Fern returned to the table. He wiped the knuckles clean and threw them into a pot of colored liquid. Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands.

He hummed a song that the homeless and poor children of Sabine City would sing, and the lyrics were very interesting——

"I saw a loaf of bread"

"But it's in the dog's mouth"

"Hunger makes me forget my fear"

"I just want to fill my stomach"

“The stones on the side of the road are a bit heavy”

"The wooden chisel on the ground just fits the hand"

"I yelled at it"

"Come here baby, let me hug you!"

If you walk in the places where the poor people gather in Sabine City, you can often hear children singing this song in groups on the side of the road.

No one knows where it came from or who sang it in the first place.

Just because the melody is interesting, the lyrics are not so complicated, and the content is in line with people's ideas, this song has a high popularity among a certain group of people.

The man sitting on the chair suddenly became more terrified. His swollen cheeks made it difficult for him to speak. He began to struggle, and behind the fear in his eyes, there were some pleadings.

Noel put on his raincoat and chose a two-inch long dagger from the table. He walked behind the man expressionlessly and pressed his head firmly with his left hand to prevent his struggle from affecting his next movements.

The imprisoned man became agitated, and he kept repeating words such as "spare me", "I will tell you everything", "don't kill me", but this did not move Noel.

"Too late!"

The right hand holding the knife pulled hard on his neck, and blood gushed out instantly.

The airflow ejected from the trachea during breathing would knock some blood away, and when he inhaled, a large amount of blood would pour back into the waste liquid.

There were only a dozen or so seconds, or more than 20 seconds. After he twitched briefly and violently for a few times, he was completely silent.

Noel took off his raincoat and threw it into the pool. He sprinkled some powder and turned on the tap.

"What do we do with the stuff we throw away?" Fern asked.

This man is a member of another gang. Not long ago, he teamed up with some people to steal a batch of raw materials that the Brothers Grimm had just introduced——

It was definitely not intentional, it was just an accidental discovery by them, and they didn't know who the shipment belonged to.

They didn't know it belonged to the Brothers Grimm until they stole it, but it was too late by this time.

It wasn't long before this unlucky guy was caught. Originally, Noel planned to open a gap in him, but he didn't expect his mouth to be tight, and it might be purely unwilling to admit that he wanted to slip through.

As Noel washed his hands, he looked at himself in the mirror. If there were blood stains, he would have to change his clothes.

"There is more than one person who knows the truth. Compared with this matter, the job explained by Mr. Lynch is obviously more important."

Fern also showed some interest, "What are we going to do?"

There was a playful smile on Noel's face, "Help some people realize the reality..."

Half an hour later, the Brothers Grimm started to move, which made the gangs in Sabine City terrified.

The Brothers Grimm are not part of a crime group, they are in a gray area, not a gang but a service company.

Although some people say that they use the name of the service company to hide the fact that they are gangs, it doesn't help.

In Sabine City and even York State, no one would investigate the Brothers Grimm, and everyone knew who their boss was.

It is possible that the case has just been filed for investigation, and they will have to change jobs from clerks to directors later. As long as their troubles are not excessive and do not cause public grievances, the official will ignore their actions.

The two Green brothers have been taught by Lynch many times, and they gradually understand how to survive in this society. Until now, no one has been able to produce their definite criminal evidence to accuse them.

You can be a bad person who does bad things, but you have to make many good people like you, as long as they all like you, then even if you are a little worse every day than yesterday, they will accept it.

On the contrary, even if you are a good person who has been doing good things, those good people don't like you. Even if you don't make mistakes, they will find a way to make you make mistakes.

(End of this chapter)