Chapter 655
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At more than seven o'clock at night, after finishing a whole day's work, the assistant director also talked to the director on the phone and reported the situation here.
Charlie Lynch is not a simple thing, but once it starts, it won't stop.
After the phone call, he sat in the office for a while, and then left here.
Instead of going straight home, he drove to a fast food restaurant.
Now his wife and children should have almost finished dinner, and there is no doubt that they have left him nothing good.
Everyone has everyone's troubles. No one in the world can really be carefree. As long as it is a person, there will always be something that can't be done.
The assistant director also has his own troubles. He has indeed climbed to a high position through his crazy climb over the years.
According to the system of the federal tax bureau, he may be transferred to a relatively remote state as the director of the State Tax Bureau, or to the Regional Tax Center as the head of a department.
No matter what kind of transfer is a great progress for him, his power will be expanded to another level, and his social and political status will be significantly improved.
It's actually very difficult to achieve this level in your forties. What you need is not only some background and some people's friendship, but also real ability.
But even so, sometimes he will envy and even envy those women, especially those beautiful women.
As long as they can take off their clothes in front of the superior, find a place to lie down and put their legs on each other's shoulders, they can get a good job and power.
For example, Huake Tax Center is also a tax center in the central region of the Federation. One of the directors of this tax center is a woman in her thirties. Everyone knows how she climbed to that position.
Looking at himself, he felt very bad that he had to do all kinds of heavy work and offend others for the director all the time. If he was not careful, he would destroy his career and even make a mess of his family.
The relationship between him and his wife is not good, because he has been working all year round. He and his wife are more like two independent residents in a house, just maintaining the name of "family" on the surface.
They slept in separate rooms long ago. Sometimes he couldn't see his wife for a week, even though they lived together - she had gone out for exercise when he got up in the morning and returned to her room early when he came home in the evening.
More than that, he also knows that his wife has an affair with her fitness coach, but what can he say?
There are gains and losses. He lost the sweetness of his family in exchange for increasingly powerful power, which he chose himself.
Parked outside the fast food restaurant, he ordered a regular fast food, added a baked corn, took the meal and returned to the car.
Looking at the delicious food with fragrance on the plate, he rubbed his hands, smiled a little more on his face, and was thinking "where to start eating well?"
At this time, he suddenly took a subconscious look at the rear-view mirror, and then every hair on the whole person was set up. As if he was greatly frightened, the whole person suddenly trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the co pilot's storage box.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do that..."
The sound from the back seat is very young and gentle.
The assistant director's action stopped there. He slowly withdrew his hand and his panic cooled quickly. He sat up straight again and looked at the mess of the dinner plate. He was not sure whether the people behind could see it. He still shook his shirt, "I have to clean my clothes..."
This is a perfect age. There is no pager, no mobile phone, no micro signal transmitter. No one needs to worry about what big trouble a small action on someone's hand can bring.
"You'd better put your hands on the steering wheel. I'm afraid I may misunderstand your behavior. You know, when people are nervous, it's easy to do something stupid."
Although there is no threat of red fruit, both the speaker and the listener know what this sentence implies.
The assistant director's hands can only slowly hold on to the steering wheel, which can be seen by the guy behind.
At this time, it was very late. It was close to eight o'clock at more than seven o'clock. The lights in the car were not turned on, and the parking lot of the fast food restaurant could not be illuminated with headlights. In the dim shadow, the assistant director could only see a vague outline through the rearview mirror.
At this time, his mood was much more stable than before. He began to find a way to solve his current dilemma. "If you need money, I have my wallet in my right pocket with more than 100 yuan in cash, and my cash Checkbook in my left coat pocket. You can write a check for 2000 yuan, which is the full limit."
He glanced at the ring on his finger and stopped for about four or five seconds. "My ring is a wedding ring. It's not worth much money. I hope you can leave it to me."
"You're mistaken. I don't want money. I just want to talk to you."
"What are you talking about?"
"Talk about who can move you."
The assistant director shook his head. "I don't quite understand what you mean, sir," he said, pausing. "What should I call you?"
He wanted to try to find out who the guy hidden in the shadow was. In this environment, even if he chose a name, it would make sense.
Many people often make a habitual choice instinctively or subconsciously when they need to choose the answer quickly.
It's like a guy whose girlfriend just broke up is a blonde girl. When he chooses his girlfriend again, he is likely to avoid blonde girls (avoid hurt psychology. Self healing), but there is also a certain probability that he will continue to choose blonde girls as his girlfriend (psychological problems to a certain extent. Not necessarily self-healing).
As for the specific analysis, we should combine more questions. This is only the first question he raised. Later, he will raise other questions to make a judgment in combination with this question, so as to lock this person in.
But when he didn't think of it, the guy behind him didn't seem to want to hide his identity.
"You can call me Lynch, or you can call me boy, Mr. 10 billion, but I don't like it very much. I like others to call me Mr. Lynch.", Lynch chose to tell the truth without hesitation, which temporarily stopped the assistant director's thinking for a while.
He never thought that Lynch would say his identity like this. Didn't he know it would bring him a lot of trouble?
"You seem surprised, sir," Lynch said and smiled. His laughter was not nervous at all. It was as lively as normal chat.
The assistant director completely calmed down. "You've broken the law, Mr. Lynch."
"Breaking the law?", Lynch laughed, "are you making the concept of" breaking the law "too hasty?"
"We just sat and chatted, not breaking the law. I passed by and saw your door open. In order to avoid your loss, I sat in the back of the car and looked at the car for you for a while."
"I believe that even in the Federal Supreme Court, no one will think I am a thief or want to do anything. You exaggerate."
The assistant director was silent and stopped talking. In fact, Lynch was right. Even if the police passed by now, he could not accuse Lynch of anything.
First of all, Lynch has nothing to do with his work, and there is no interest.
The tax bureau is indeed entrusted by some people to pull Lynch off the horse, but the problem is that everything has just begun to encounter trouble. If old fox doesn't bite Lynch, it's difficult to pull Lynch in.
He is not pulled in. Sitting in the car now is an isolated event. No judge will support punishing an influential celebrity in the society just because there is no injury and loss, which is isolated and difficult to determine and can not even be called a case without any evidence and interest.
He could only keep silent and wait for Lynch to say more.
"There is a saying called 'a collision of the war of the gods can destroy a world'. This sentence means that the battle between God and God can destroy all things just the aftermath of the collision."
"I don't want you to be my enemy, and I don't want anyone who has no direct interest in me to be my enemy. It's actually unfair to you."
"You don't need to take responsibility for someone or me for the contradictions and disputes between me and others. It's not brave, Mr. director!"
"More than one president died in an accident in federal history, and more dignitaries and celebrities died inexplicably. Accidents happen every day, either by my side or by your side."
"When the president dies, people will spontaneously mourn for him. If people like you and me die, who will mourn for being us?"
"Don't do anything you regret. This is my experience and advice."
"I just want to know who the person who handed you the message is. This is between me and him!"
Lynch said and put a complete solid color on the co pilot's seat. The assistant director saw his action and he also knew the iron box. After all, the pure gold solid color is owned by a small group of people in the whole Federation.
He had understood Lynch's meaning. After a moment of silence, he said a name.
Lynch is actually right. This kind of thing itself is a very offensive thing, and even if Lynch is caught, he can come out in three or five years at most.
Don't underestimate the power of the rich. Even if the court gives them a heavy sentence, they can get through anytime, anywhere, leave the prison in various ways and serve their sentences outside the prison.
Will he retaliate when he comes out?
No one dares to bet. He is so rich that countless people in the world will do some crazy things for his money.
Some things people can afford to lose.
Some can't afford to lose.
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At more than seven o'clock at night, after finishing a whole day's work, the assistant director also talked to the director on the phone and reported the situation here.
Charlie Lynch is not a simple thing, but once it starts, it won't stop.
After the phone call, he sat in the office for a while, and then left here.
Instead of going straight home, he drove to a fast food restaurant.
Now his wife and children should have almost finished dinner, and there is no doubt that they have left him nothing good.
Everyone has everyone's troubles. No one in the world can really be carefree. As long as it is a person, there will always be something that can't be done.
The assistant director also has his own troubles. He has indeed climbed to a high position through his crazy climb over the years.
According to the system of the federal tax bureau, he may be transferred to a relatively remote state as the director of the State Tax Bureau, or to the Regional Tax Center as the head of a department.
No matter what kind of transfer is a great progress for him, his power will be expanded to another level, and his social and political status will be significantly improved.
It's actually very difficult to achieve this level in your forties. What you need is not only some background and some people's friendship, but also real ability.
But even so, sometimes he will envy and even envy those women, especially those beautiful women.
As long as they can take off their clothes in front of the superior, find a place to lie down and put their legs on each other's shoulders, they can get a good job and power.
For example, Huake Tax Center is also a tax center in the central region of the Federation. One of the directors of this tax center is a woman in her thirties. Everyone knows how she climbed to that position.
Looking at himself, he felt very bad that he had to do all kinds of heavy work and offend others for the director all the time. If he was not careful, he would destroy his career and even make a mess of his family.
The relationship between him and his wife is not good, because he has been working all year round. He and his wife are more like two independent residents in a house, just maintaining the name of "family" on the surface.
They slept in separate rooms long ago. Sometimes he couldn't see his wife for a week, even though they lived together - she had gone out for exercise when he got up in the morning and returned to her room early when he came home in the evening.
More than that, he also knows that his wife has an affair with her fitness coach, but what can he say?
There are gains and losses. He lost the sweetness of his family in exchange for increasingly powerful power, which he chose himself.
Parked outside the fast food restaurant, he ordered a regular fast food, added a baked corn, took the meal and returned to the car.
Looking at the delicious food with fragrance on the plate, he rubbed his hands, smiled a little more on his face, and was thinking "where to start eating well?"
At this time, he suddenly took a subconscious look at the rear-view mirror, and then every hair on the whole person was set up. As if he was greatly frightened, the whole person suddenly trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the co pilot's storage box.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do that..."
The sound from the back seat is very young and gentle.
The assistant director's action stopped there. He slowly withdrew his hand and his panic cooled quickly. He sat up straight again and looked at the mess of the dinner plate. He was not sure whether the people behind could see it. He still shook his shirt, "I have to clean my clothes..."
This is a perfect age. There is no pager, no mobile phone, no micro signal transmitter. No one needs to worry about what big trouble a small action on someone's hand can bring.
"You'd better put your hands on the steering wheel. I'm afraid I may misunderstand your behavior. You know, when people are nervous, it's easy to do something stupid."
Although there is no threat of red fruit, both the speaker and the listener know what this sentence implies.
The assistant director's hands can only slowly hold on to the steering wheel, which can be seen by the guy behind.
At this time, it was very late. It was close to eight o'clock at more than seven o'clock. The lights in the car were not turned on, and the parking lot of the fast food restaurant could not be illuminated with headlights. In the dim shadow, the assistant director could only see a vague outline through the rearview mirror.
At this time, his mood was much more stable than before. He began to find a way to solve his current dilemma. "If you need money, I have my wallet in my right pocket with more than 100 yuan in cash, and my cash Checkbook in my left coat pocket. You can write a check for 2000 yuan, which is the full limit."
He glanced at the ring on his finger and stopped for about four or five seconds. "My ring is a wedding ring. It's not worth much money. I hope you can leave it to me."
"You're mistaken. I don't want money. I just want to talk to you."
"What are you talking about?"
"Talk about who can move you."
The assistant director shook his head. "I don't quite understand what you mean, sir," he said, pausing. "What should I call you?"
He wanted to try to find out who the guy hidden in the shadow was. In this environment, even if he chose a name, it would make sense.
Many people often make a habitual choice instinctively or subconsciously when they need to choose the answer quickly.
It's like a guy whose girlfriend just broke up is a blonde girl. When he chooses his girlfriend again, he is likely to avoid blonde girls (avoid hurt psychology. Self healing), but there is also a certain probability that he will continue to choose blonde girls as his girlfriend (psychological problems to a certain extent. Not necessarily self-healing).
As for the specific analysis, we should combine more questions. This is only the first question he raised. Later, he will raise other questions to make a judgment in combination with this question, so as to lock this person in.
But when he didn't think of it, the guy behind him didn't seem to want to hide his identity.
"You can call me Lynch, or you can call me boy, Mr. 10 billion, but I don't like it very much. I like others to call me Mr. Lynch.", Lynch chose to tell the truth without hesitation, which temporarily stopped the assistant director's thinking for a while.
He never thought that Lynch would say his identity like this. Didn't he know it would bring him a lot of trouble?
"You seem surprised, sir," Lynch said and smiled. His laughter was not nervous at all. It was as lively as normal chat.
The assistant director completely calmed down. "You've broken the law, Mr. Lynch."
"Breaking the law?", Lynch laughed, "are you making the concept of" breaking the law "too hasty?"
"We just sat and chatted, not breaking the law. I passed by and saw your door open. In order to avoid your loss, I sat in the back of the car and looked at the car for you for a while."
"I believe that even in the Federal Supreme Court, no one will think I am a thief or want to do anything. You exaggerate."
The assistant director was silent and stopped talking. In fact, Lynch was right. Even if the police passed by now, he could not accuse Lynch of anything.
First of all, Lynch has nothing to do with his work, and there is no interest.
The tax bureau is indeed entrusted by some people to pull Lynch off the horse, but the problem is that everything has just begun to encounter trouble. If old fox doesn't bite Lynch, it's difficult to pull Lynch in.
He is not pulled in. Sitting in the car now is an isolated event. No judge will support punishing an influential celebrity in the society just because there is no injury and loss, which is isolated and difficult to determine and can not even be called a case without any evidence and interest.
He could only keep silent and wait for Lynch to say more.
"There is a saying called 'a collision of the war of the gods can destroy a world'. This sentence means that the battle between God and God can destroy all things just the aftermath of the collision."
"I don't want you to be my enemy, and I don't want anyone who has no direct interest in me to be my enemy. It's actually unfair to you."
"You don't need to take responsibility for someone or me for the contradictions and disputes between me and others. It's not brave, Mr. director!"
"More than one president died in an accident in federal history, and more dignitaries and celebrities died inexplicably. Accidents happen every day, either by my side or by your side."
"When the president dies, people will spontaneously mourn for him. If people like you and me die, who will mourn for being us?"
"Don't do anything you regret. This is my experience and advice."
"I just want to know who the person who handed you the message is. This is between me and him!"
Lynch said and put a complete solid color on the co pilot's seat. The assistant director saw his action and he also knew the iron box. After all, the pure gold solid color is owned by a small group of people in the whole Federation.
He had understood Lynch's meaning. After a moment of silence, he said a name.
Lynch is actually right. This kind of thing itself is a very offensive thing, and even if Lynch is caught, he can come out in three or five years at most.
Don't underestimate the power of the rich. Even if the court gives them a heavy sentence, they can get through anytime, anywhere, leave the prison in various ways and serve their sentences outside the prison.
Will he retaliate when he comes out?
No one dares to bet. He is so rich that countless people in the world will do some crazy things for his money.
Some things people can afford to lose.
Some can't afford to lose.
At more than seven o'clock at night, after finishing a whole day's work, the assistant director also talked to the director on the phone and reported the situation here.Charlie Lynch is not a simple thing, but once it starts, it won't stop.After the phone call, he sat in the office for a while, and then left here.Instead of going straight home, he drove to a fast food restaurant.Now his wife and children should have almost finished dinner, and there is no doubt that they have left him nothing good.Everyone has everyone's troubles. No one in the world can really be carefree. As long as it is a person, there will always be something that can't be done.The assistant director also has his own troubles. He has indeed climbed to a high position through his crazy climb over the years.According to the system of the federal tax bureau, he may be transferred to a relatively remote state as the director of the State Tax Bureau, or to the Regional Tax Center as the head of a department.No matter what kind of transfer is a great progress for him, his power will be expanded to another level, and his social and political status will be significantly improved.It's actually very difficult to achieve this level in your forties. What you need is not only some background and some people's friendship, but also real ability.But even so, sometimes he will envy and even envy those women, especially those beautiful women.As long as they can take off their clothes in front of the superior, find a place to lie down and put their legs on each other's shoulders, they can get a good job and power.For example, Huake Tax Center is also a tax center in the central region of the Federation. One of the directors of this tax center is a woman in her thirties. Everyone knows how she climbed to that position.Looking at himself, he felt very bad that he had to do all kinds of heavy work and offend others for the director all the time. If he was not careful, he would destroy his career and even make a mess of his family.The relationship between him and his wife is not good, because he has been working all year round. He and his wife are more like two independent residents in a house, just maintaining the name of "family" on the surface.They slept in separate rooms long ago. Sometimes he couldn't see his wife for a week, even though they lived together - she had gone out for exercise when he got up in the morning and returned to her room early when he came home in the evening.More than that, he also knows that his wife has an affair with her fitness coach, but what can he say?There are gains and losses. He lost the sweetness of his family in exchange for increasingly powerful power, which he chose himself.Parked outside the fast food restaurant, he ordered a regular fast food, added a baked corn, took the meal and returned to the car.Looking at the delicious food with fragrance on the plate, he rubbed his hands, smiled a little more on his face, and was thinking "where to start eating well?"At this time, he suddenly took a subconscious look at the rear-view mirror, and then every hair on the whole person was set up. As if he was greatly frightened, the whole person suddenly trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the co pilot's storage box."If I were you, I wouldn't do that..."The sound from the back seat is very young and gentle.The assistant director's action stopped there. He slowly withdrew his hand and his panic cooled quickly. He sat up straight again and looked at the mess of the dinner plate. He was not sure whether the people behind could see it. He still shook his shirt, "I have to clean my clothes..."This is a perfect age. There is no pager, no mobile phone, no micro signal transmitter. No one needs to worry about what big trouble a small action on someone's hand can bring."You'd better put your hands on the steering wheel. I'm afraid I may misunderstand your behavior. You know, when people are nervous, it's easy to do something stupid."Although there is no threat of red fruit, both the speaker and the listener know what this sentence implies.The assistant director's hands can only slowly hold on to the steering wheel, which can be seen by the guy behind.At this time, it was very late. It was close to eight o'clock at more than seven o'clock. The lights in the car were not turned on, and the parking lot of the fast food restaurant could not be illuminated with headlights. In the dim shadow, the assistant director could only see a vague outline through the rearview mirror.At this time, his mood was much more stable than before. He began to find a way to solve his current dilemma. "If you need money, I have my wallet in my right pocket with more than 100 yuan in cash, and my cash Checkbook in my left coat pocket. You can write a check for 2000 yuan, which is the full limit."He glanced at the ring on his finger and stopped for about four or five seconds. "My ring is a wedding ring. It's not worth much money. I hope you can leave it to me.""You're mistaken. I don't want money. I just want to talk to you.""What are you talking about?""Talk about who can move you."The assistant director shook his head. "I don't quite understand what you mean, sir," he said, pausing. "What should I call you?"He wanted to try to find out who the guy hidden in the shadow was. In this environment, even if he chose a name, it would make sense.Many people often make a habitual choice instinctively or subconsciously when they need to choose the answer quickly.It's like a guy whose girlfriend just broke up is a blonde girl. When he chooses his girlfriend again, he is likely to avoid blonde girls avoid hurt psychology. Self healing, but there is also a certain probability that he will continue to choose blonde girls as his girlfriend psychological problems to a certain extent. Not necessarily self-healing.As for the specific analysis, we should combine more questions. This is only the first question he raised. Later, he will raise other questions to make a judgment in combination with this question, so as to lock this person in.But when he didn't think of it, the guy behind him didn't seem to want to hide his identity."You can call me Lynch, or you can call me boy, Mr. 10 billion, but I don't like it very much. I like others to call me Mr. Lynch.", Lynch chose to tell the truth without hesitation, which temporarily stopped the assistant director's thinking for a while.He never thought that Lynch would say his identity like this. Didn't he know it would bring him a lot of trouble?"You seem surprised, sir," Lynch said and smiled. His laughter was not nervous at all. It was as lively as normal chat.The assistant director completely calmed down. "You've broken the law, Mr. Lynch.""Breaking the law?", Lynch laughed, "are you making the concept of" breaking the law "too hasty?""We just sat and chatted, not breaking the law. I passed by and saw your door open. In order to avoid your loss, I sat in the back of the car and looked at the car for you for a while.""I believe that even in the Federal Supreme Court, no one will think I am a thief or want to do anything. You exaggerate."The assistant director was silent and stopped talking. In fact, Lynch was right. Even if the police passed by now, he could not accuse Lynch of anything.First of all, Lynch has nothing to do with his work, and there is no interest.The tax bureau is indeed entrusted by some people to pull Lynch off the horse, but the problem is that everything has just begun to encounter trouble. If old fox doesn't bite Lynch, it's difficult to pull Lynch in.He is not pulled in. Sitting in the car now is an isolated event. No judge will support punishing an influential celebrity in the society just because there is no injury and loss, which is isolated and difficult to determine and can not even be called a case without any evidence and interest.He could only keep silent and wait for Lynch to say more."There is a saying called 'a collision of the war of the gods can destroy a world'. This sentence means that the battle between God and God can destroy all things just the aftermath of the collision.""I don't want you to be my enemy, and I don't want anyone who has no direct interest in me to be my enemy. It's actually unfair to you.""You don't need to take responsibility for someone or me for the contradictions and disputes between me and others. It's not brave, Mr. director!""More than one president died in an accident in federal history, and more dignitaries and celebrities died inexplicably. Accidents happen every day, either by my side or by your side.""When the president dies, people will spontaneously mourn for him. If people like you and me die, who will mourn for being us?""Don't do anything you regret. This is my experience and advice.""I just want to know who the person who handed you the message is. This is between me and him!"Lynch said and put a complete solid color on the co pilot's seat. The assistant director saw his action and he also knew the iron box. After all, the pure gold solid color is owned by a small group of people in the whole Federation.He had understood Lynch's meaning. After a moment of silence, he said a name.Lynch is actually right. This kind of thing itself is a very offensive thing, and even if Lynch is caught, he can come out in three or five years at most.Don't underestimate the power of the rich. Even if the court gives them a heavy sentence, they can get through anytime, anywhere, leave the prison in various ways and serve their sentences outside the prison.Will he retaliate when he comes out?No one dares to bet. He is so rich that countless people in the world will do some crazy things for his money.Some things people can afford to lose.Some can't afford to lose.
