Chapter 319
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"... at that time, we were very close to the migrating cattle and the grass on the grassland was very high. We didn't know that the danger was lurking around us..."
In a wide and bright room, gentlemen and ladies of the upper class gathered together. They either sat or stood, each with proper appearance and elegance, and listened carefully to the legend told by Lynch.
Their attention was highly focused, because what Lynch said was something he had personally experienced and that everyone had never experienced. It was precisely because he had not, so it was attractive.
When he talked about the danger of hunting leopards and lions, everyone held his breath, and some women pressed their chest uneasily, which proved how thrilling this story was!
Lynch stood in the center of people's eyes. He held a wine glass, wiped his waxy back and slightly old-fashioned clothes, but he supported a different kind of composure, a steadiness beyond his age.
He nodded his head slightly and raised his hand holding the wine cup slightly. "At this time, a leopard lion suddenly jumped out of the grass on my left. It took me as its prey and planned to hunt me!"
The women exclaimed, while the men took a sip of wine to ease the tension brought by the story.
"The huge mouth that seems to swallow my head, some yellow teeth and stench. At that moment, I thought of death!"
The room was silent, with only the rhyme of the last syllable in Lynch's words. He looked around. "Yes, I thought of death for the first time. Before that, I always thought that death was something that the elderly and unlucky people should consider. I was still young. I shouldn't think of this, but at that moment, I felt it."
"The value of life, and my fear and fear of death."
Everyone's mind swayed with his words. He paused for a moment to give everyone a full feeling of the heavy time behind these words.
Life has always been a serious topic. He is well suited to this topic, or something he has experienced personally.
After a while, his serious face showed some smiles, "I want to thank God for not giving up me. Even if I stepped on the land of a foreign country, I survived, and I bent down in time..."
He made a move like dodging. In fact, it was impolite and unsightly to do this on this occasion. Everyone was a gentleman and celebrity in the upper class, but at this time, no one would accuse Lynch of doing so inappropriate. Instead, they wanted to do more.
"The leopard lion jumps very high, about three meters or four meters?" he shook his head, "I don't know. In short, it rushed to turn me into food in his stomach. Unfortunately, I didn't intend to do that. I avoided the fatal bite, and it flew over my head. My neck can even feel the friction between its hair and my skin!"
"I was lucky to survive, which also gave me the opportunity to stand here and tell you everything I saw in that land."
"You're so lucky, Mr. Lynch. These stories make me very excited and nervous." a young lady couldn't help interrupting. Lynch's eyes stayed on her fluctuating chest for a moment, and it can be seen that the lady is really nervous.
Language is a fucking magic thing.
"Madam!" Lynch smiled and stressed, "this is not a story, madam. This is what I have experienced. There is no adulteration at all. God can testify for me!"
The young lady's face, which was already a little red, became more red. She bowed her head slightly. "Sorry, I used the wrong word, Mr. Lynch, you are the real adventurer!"
Lynch smiled and pointed to her. "Adventurer, I like the word!"
He said and looked at the others. "In fact, each of us is an adventurer. My journey in nagariel is an adventure, but in fact, each of our lives is also an adventure, and our country is also experiencing an adventure."
"I call all the explorations of the unknown as adventure, life and work. It is also an adventure for us to develop international relations under the leadership of Mr. President. Each of us is an adventurer!"
This sentence resonated with many people. A gentleman stood up and held his glass high. "Let's drink to the adventurer and Mr. Lynch!"
With Lin's arms, mellow wine and smiling face, Lynch adapted to everything here. After he returned to the Federation, with the help of his influence before leaving and his adventure experience, he soon gave speeches everywhere and participated in the recording of many programs.
People's curiosity about the outside world is fully reflected in this matter. In fact, most people know the adventure stories that Lynch said, but as long as Lynch appears, people are still willing to continue to listen to him, which makes Lynch's influence expand rapidly.
At least everyone knows everything about adventurer Lynch and nagariel. These are all part of Lynch's plan.
After more than two hours of communication, people left contentedly with the harvest. Lynch also received some small notes. Some women wanted to talk about a big business with him and discuss some private adventure stories, such as cave exploration.
Of course, Lynch refused. He is a good young man who keeps himself clean.
When almost all the guests were sent away, there was another guest in the room. Lynch looked at him, and he looked at Lynch, too.
After they looked at each other for a few seconds, the guest nodded and praised, "great story, you made it up yourself?"
Facing the question, Lynch was not in the slightest panic. He shook his head, "no, these are all my real experiences."
The guest smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't believe it......" he said, looked at the staff outside the door and suggested, "find a place to have a drink?"
This place is a hall used to hold various meetings or activities in the buppen hotel. Lynch rented it to publicize his adventure stories.
Everything needs packaging and publicity. He knows this very well.
Now the story is over. The hotel staff are waiting to clean up here. They won't urge Lynch, but Lynch should also be conscious.
He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Lynch nodded. "Of course, Mr. Truman!"
Yes, the last guest is Truman, the chief executive of the office of international affairs and policy research. It is said that he may officially join the cabinet next, rather than serving as the chief executive of an office in the presidential palace.
Some of his views on foreign affairs and international policy changes in the recent period are very forward-looking and accurate as always.
He also recently put forward an argument that makes some people uncomfortable - the supremacy of national interests.
In fact, this argument has existed for a long time, and the capitalists have long begun to abide by this set, but he has processed this set of things and applied it to international policies. He uses very sharp language and means to let people understand that warmth and morality are of no use in the international community.
The president seems to appreciate this, but some people think it seems a little... Unclear.
After Lynch came back these days, he frantically publicized his experience. It seems that it is indeed some personal legends, but Truman has smelled a different smell.
They changed their clothes, found an ordinary bar, and sat down in a nearby place where no one bothered.
After ordering two glasses of wine and some small meals with wine, Truman asked a question, "what are you going to do?"
He believes that Lynch's intensive participation in this salon and TV is definitely not without purpose. He has studied this young man. In fact, this young man does everything with purpose. What he already wants to do will lead to these things today.
Lynch's eyes locked on the glass in his hand. He shook the glass. The amber wine in the glass showed a slightly blue color under the changing light, and it also shook back and forth with the shaking of the glass.
The smell of wine overflowing from the mouth of the cup made people want to taste it, but Lynch didn't do that. He just looked at it. He was thinking.
After about ten or twenty seconds, he moved his eyes from the wine cup to Mr. Truman and met his eyes, "do you know the gold digger?"
Truman was stunned by this somewhat abrupt question, but he reacted quickly and immediately realized what Lynch wanted to express, "are you going to turn nagaril into the west?"
Both of them are expressions of interrogative sentences, but their tone is so affirmative that both of them become affirmative sentences.
Lynch took a sip from his glass. He put it down and swallowed the alcohol slowly. He looked directly at Mr. Truman, "there is gold everywhere!"
"Whether it is material or non-material, there is gold everywhere. As long as we bend down, we can find money, which reminds me of what people call the best era, the era not long ago."
Truman didn't answer. He just kept looking at him. He didn't believe that the young man's purpose was so simple.
Lynch smiled, "but we have many opponents. I'm not afraid of these people. I'm even sure to defeat them, but it takes a lot of time."
"Mr. Truman, the pace of progress in this era is too fast. I don't have so much time to complete these bit by bit. I need help and reliable people to help me!"
Mr Truman frowned and spit out the word "gold digger"
He generally understood Lynch's idea, but he thought it was a little absurd and funny, "are you so confident?"
"When you hesitate, in fact, you have bowed to fate!" Lynch said something unexpected to Truman.
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"... at that time, we were very close to the migrating cattle and the grass on the grassland was very high. We didn't know that the danger was lurking around us..."
In a wide and bright room, gentlemen and ladies of the upper class gathered together. They either sat or stood, each with proper appearance and elegance, and listened carefully to the legend told by Lynch.
Their attention was highly focused, because what Lynch said was something he had personally experienced and that everyone had never experienced. It was precisely because he had not, so it was attractive.
When he talked about the danger of hunting leopards and lions, everyone held his breath, and some women pressed their chest uneasily, which proved how thrilling this story was!
Lynch stood in the center of people's eyes. He held a wine glass, wiped his waxy back and slightly old-fashioned clothes, but he supported a different kind of composure, a steadiness beyond his age.
He nodded his head slightly and raised his hand holding the wine cup slightly. "At this time, a leopard lion suddenly jumped out of the grass on my left. It took me as its prey and planned to hunt me!"
The women exclaimed, while the men took a sip of wine to ease the tension brought by the story.
"The huge mouth that seems to swallow my head, some yellow teeth and stench. At that moment, I thought of death!"
The room was silent, with only the rhyme of the last syllable in Lynch's words. He looked around. "Yes, I thought of death for the first time. Before that, I always thought that death was something that the elderly and unlucky people should consider. I was still young. I shouldn't think of this, but at that moment, I felt it."
"The value of life, and my fear and fear of death."
Everyone's mind swayed with his words. He paused for a moment to give everyone a full feeling of the heavy time behind these words.
Life has always been a serious topic. He is well suited to this topic, or something he has experienced personally.
After a while, his serious face showed some smiles, "I want to thank God for not giving up me. Even if I stepped on the land of a foreign country, I survived, and I bent down in time..."
He made a move like dodging. In fact, it was impolite and unsightly to do this on this occasion. Everyone was a gentleman and celebrity in the upper class, but at this time, no one would accuse Lynch of doing so inappropriate. Instead, they wanted to do more.
"The leopard lion jumps very high, about three meters or four meters?" he shook his head, "I don't know. In short, it rushed to turn me into food in his stomach. Unfortunately, I didn't intend to do that. I avoided the fatal bite, and it flew over my head. My neck can even feel the friction between its hair and my skin!"
"I was lucky to survive, which also gave me the opportunity to stand here and tell you everything I saw in that land."
"You're so lucky, Mr. Lynch. These stories make me very excited and nervous." a young lady couldn't help interrupting. Lynch's eyes stayed on her fluctuating chest for a moment, and it can be seen that the lady is really nervous.
Language is a fucking magic thing.
"Madam!" Lynch smiled and stressed, "this is not a story, madam. This is what I have experienced. There is no adulteration at all. God can testify for me!"
The young lady's face, which was already a little red, became more red. She bowed her head slightly. "Sorry, I used the wrong word, Mr. Lynch, you are the real adventurer!"
Lynch smiled and pointed to her. "Adventurer, I like the word!"
He said and looked at the others. "In fact, each of us is an adventurer. My journey in nagariel is an adventure, but in fact, each of our lives is also an adventure, and our country is also experiencing an adventure."
"I call all the explorations of the unknown as adventure, life and work. It is also an adventure for us to develop international relations under the leadership of Mr. President. Each of us is an adventurer!"
This sentence resonated with many people. A gentleman stood up and held his glass high. "Let's drink to the adventurer and Mr. Lynch!"
With Lin's arms, mellow wine and smiling face, Lynch adapted to everything here. After he returned to the Federation, with the help of his influence before leaving and his adventure experience, he soon gave speeches everywhere and participated in the recording of many programs.
People's curiosity about the outside world is fully reflected in this matter. In fact, most people know the adventure stories that Lynch said, but as long as Lynch appears, people are still willing to continue to listen to him, which makes Lynch's influence expand rapidly.
At least everyone knows everything about adventurer Lynch and nagariel. These are all part of Lynch's plan.
After more than two hours of communication, people left contentedly with the harvest. Lynch also received some small notes. Some women wanted to talk about a big business with him and discuss some private adventure stories, such as cave exploration.
Of course, Lynch refused. He is a good young man who keeps himself clean.
When almost all the guests were sent away, there was another guest in the room. Lynch looked at him, and he looked at Lynch, too.
After they looked at each other for a few seconds, the guest nodded and praised, "great story, you made it up yourself?"
Facing the question, Lynch was not in the slightest panic. He shook his head, "no, these are all my real experiences."
The guest smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't believe it......" he said, looked at the staff outside the door and suggested, "find a place to have a drink?"
This place is a hall used to hold various meetings or activities in the buppen hotel. Lynch rented it to publicize his adventure stories.
Everything needs packaging and publicity. He knows this very well.
Now the story is over. The hotel staff are waiting to clean up here. They won't urge Lynch, but Lynch should also be conscious.
He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Lynch nodded. "Of course, Mr. Truman!"
Yes, the last guest is Truman, the chief executive of the office of international affairs and policy research. It is said that he may officially join the cabinet next, rather than serving as the chief executive of an office in the presidential palace.
Some of his views on foreign affairs and international policy changes in the recent period are very forward-looking and accurate as always.
He also recently put forward an argument that makes some people uncomfortable - the supremacy of national interests.
In fact, this argument has existed for a long time, and the capitalists have long begun to abide by this set, but he has processed this set of things and applied it to international policies. He uses very sharp language and means to let people understand that warmth and morality are of no use in the international community.
The president seems to appreciate this, but some people think it seems a little... Unclear.
After Lynch came back these days, he frantically publicized his experience. It seems that it is indeed some personal legends, but Truman has smelled a different smell.
They changed their clothes, found an ordinary bar, and sat down in a nearby place where no one bothered.
After ordering two glasses of wine and some small meals with wine, Truman asked a question, "what are you going to do?"
He believes that Lynch's intensive participation in this salon and TV is definitely not without purpose. He has studied this young man. In fact, this young man does everything with purpose. What he already wants to do will lead to these things today.
Lynch's eyes locked on the glass in his hand. He shook the glass. The amber wine in the glass showed a slightly blue color under the changing light, and it also shook back and forth with the shaking of the glass.
The smell of wine overflowing from the mouth of the cup made people want to taste it, but Lynch didn't do that. He just looked at it. He was thinking.
After about ten or twenty seconds, he moved his eyes from the wine cup to Mr. Truman and met his eyes, "do you know the gold digger?"
Truman was stunned by this somewhat abrupt question, but he reacted quickly and immediately realized what Lynch wanted to express, "are you going to turn nagaril into the west?"
Both of them are expressions of interrogative sentences, but their tone is so affirmative that both of them become affirmative sentences.
Lynch took a sip from his glass. He put it down and swallowed the alcohol slowly. He looked directly at Mr. Truman, "there is gold everywhere!"
"Whether it is material or non-material, there is gold everywhere. As long as we bend down, we can find money, which reminds me of what people call the best era, the era not long ago."
Truman didn't answer. He just kept looking at him. He didn't believe that the young man's purpose was so simple.
Lynch smiled, "but we have many opponents. I'm not afraid of these people. I'm even sure to defeat them, but it takes a lot of time."
"Mr. Truman, the pace of progress in this era is too fast. I don't have so much time to complete these bit by bit. I need help and reliable people to help me!"
Mr Truman frowned and spit out the word "gold digger"
He generally understood Lynch's idea, but he thought it was a little absurd and funny, "are you so confident?"
"When you hesitate, in fact, you have bowed to fate!" Lynch said something unexpected to Truman.
"... at that time, we were very close to the migrating cattle and the grass on the grassland was very high. We didn't know that the danger was lurking around us..."In a wide and bright room, gentlemen and ladies of the upper class gathered together. They either sat or stood, each with proper appearance and elegance, and listened carefully to the legend told by Lynch.Their attention was highly focused, because what Lynch said was something he had personally experienced and that everyone had never experienced. It was precisely because he had not, so it was attractive.When he talked about the danger of hunting leopards and lions, everyone held his breath, and some women pressed their chest uneasily, which proved how thrilling this story was!Lynch stood in the center of people's eyes. He held a wine glass, wiped his waxy back and slightly old-fashioned clothes, but he supported a different kind of composure, a steadiness beyond his age.He nodded his head slightly and raised his hand holding the wine cup slightly. "At this time, a leopard lion suddenly jumped out of the grass on my left. It took me as its prey and planned to hunt me!"The women exclaimed, while the men took a sip of wine to ease the tension brought by the story."The huge mouth that seems to swallow my head, some yellow teeth and stench. At that moment, I thought of death!"The room was silent, with only the rhyme of the last syllable in Lynch's words. He looked around. "Yes, I thought of death for the first time. Before that, I always thought that death was something that the elderly and unlucky people should consider. I was still young. I shouldn't think of this, but at that moment, I felt it.""The value of life, and my fear and fear of death."Everyone's mind swayed with his words. He paused for a moment to give everyone a full feeling of the heavy time behind these words.Life has always been a serious topic. He is well suited to this topic, or something he has experienced personally.After a while, his serious face showed some smiles, "I want to thank God for not giving up me. Even if I stepped on the land of a foreign country, I survived, and I bent down in time..."He made a move like dodging. In fact, it was impolite and unsightly to do this on this occasion. Everyone was a gentleman and celebrity in the upper class, but at this time, no one would accuse Lynch of doing so inappropriate. Instead, they wanted to do more."The leopard lion jumps very high, about three meters or four meters?" he shook his head, "I don't know. In short, it rushed to turn me into food in his stomach. Unfortunately, I didn't intend to do that. I avoided the fatal bite, and it flew over my head. My neck can even feel the friction between its hair and my skin!""I was lucky to survive, which also gave me the opportunity to stand here and tell you everything I saw in that land.""You're so lucky, Mr. Lynch. These stories make me very excited and nervous." a young lady couldn't help interrupting. Lynch's eyes stayed on her fluctuating chest for a moment, and it can be seen that the lady is really nervous.Language is a fucking magic thing."Madam!" Lynch smiled and stressed, "this is not a story, madam. This is what I have experienced. There is no adulteration at all. God can testify for me!"The young lady's face, which was already a little red, became more red. She bowed her head slightly. "Sorry, I used the wrong word, Mr. Lynch, you are the real adventurer!"Lynch smiled and pointed to her. "Adventurer, I like the word!"He said and looked at the others. "In fact, each of us is an adventurer. My journey in nagariel is an adventure, but in fact, each of our lives is also an adventure, and our country is also experiencing an adventure.""I call all the explorations of the unknown as adventure, life and work. It is also an adventure for us to develop international relations under the leadership of Mr. President. Each of us is an adventurer!"This sentence resonated with many people. A gentleman stood up and held his glass high. "Let's drink to the adventurer and Mr. Lynch!"With Lin's arms, mellow wine and smiling face, Lynch adapted to everything here. After he returned to the Federation, with the help of his influence before leaving and his adventure experience, he soon gave speeches everywhere and participated in the recording of many programs.People's curiosity about the outside world is fully reflected in this matter. In fact, most people know the adventure stories that Lynch said, but as long as Lynch appears, people are still willing to continue to listen to him, which makes Lynch's influence expand rapidly.At least everyone knows everything about adventurer Lynch and nagariel. These are all part of Lynch's plan.After more than two hours of communication, people left contentedly with the harvest. Lynch also received some small notes. Some women wanted to talk about a big business with him and discuss some private adventure stories, such as cave exploration.Of course, Lynch refused. He is a good young man who keeps himself clean.When almost all the guests were sent away, there was another guest in the room. Lynch looked at him, and he looked at Lynch, too.After they looked at each other for a few seconds, the guest nodded and praised, "great story, you made it up yourself?"Facing the question, Lynch was not in the slightest panic. He shook his head, "no, these are all my real experiences."The guest smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't believe it......" he said, looked at the staff outside the door and suggested, "find a place to have a drink?"This place is a hall used to hold various meetings or activities in the buppen hotel. Lynch rented it to publicize his adventure stories.Everything needs packaging and publicity. He knows this very well.Now the story is over. The hotel staff are waiting to clean up here. They won't urge Lynch, but Lynch should also be conscious.He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Lynch nodded. "Of course, Mr. Truman!"Yes, the last guest is Truman, the chief executive of the office of international affairs and policy research. It is said that he may officially join the cabinet next, rather than serving as the chief executive of an office in the presidential palace.Some of his views on foreign affairs and international policy changes in the recent period are very forward-looking and accurate as always.He also recently put forward an argument that makes some people uncomfortable - the supremacy of national interests.In fact, this argument has existed for a long time, and the capitalists have long begun to abide by this set, but he has processed this set of things and applied it to international policies. He uses very sharp language and means to let people understand that warmth and morality are of no use in the international community.The president seems to appreciate this, but some people think it seems a little... Unclear.After Lynch came back these days, he frantically publicized his experience. It seems that it is indeed some personal legends, but Truman has smelled a different smell.They changed their clothes, found an ordinary bar, and sat down in a nearby place where no one bothered.After ordering two glasses of wine and some small meals with wine, Truman asked a question, "what are you going to do?"He believes that Lynch's intensive participation in this salon and TV is definitely not without purpose. He has studied this young man. In fact, this young man does everything with purpose. What he already wants to do will lead to these things today.Lynch's eyes locked on the glass in his hand. He shook the glass. The amber wine in the glass showed a slightly blue color under the changing light, and it also shook back and forth with the shaking of the glass.The smell of wine overflowing from the mouth of the cup made people want to taste it, but Lynch didn't do that. He just looked at it. He was thinking.After about ten or twenty seconds, he moved his eyes from the wine cup to Mr. Truman and met his eyes, "do you know the gold digger?"Truman was stunned by this somewhat abrupt question, but he reacted quickly and immediately realized what Lynch wanted to express, "are you going to turn nagaril into the west?"Both of them are expressions of interrogative sentences, but their tone is so affirmative that both of them become affirmative sentences.Lynch took a sip from his glass. He put it down and swallowed the alcohol slowly. He looked directly at Mr. Truman, "there is gold everywhere!""Whether it is material or non-material, there is gold everywhere. As long as we bend down, we can find money, which reminds me of what people call the best era, the era not long ago."Truman didn't answer. He just kept looking at him. He didn't believe that the young man's purpose was so simple.Lynch smiled, "but we have many opponents. I'm not afraid of these people. I'm even sure to defeat them, but it takes a lot of time.""Mr. Truman, the pace of progress in this era is too fast. I don't have so much time to complete these bit by bit. I need help and reliable people to help me!"Mr Truman frowned and spit out the word "gold digger"He generally understood Lynch's idea, but he thought it was a little absurd and funny, "are you so confident?""When you hesitate, in fact, you have bowed to fate!" Lynch said something unexpected to Truman.
