Chapter 834
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"You shouldn't have done that!"
"You should do that!"
When people impart experience, if they only tell the people who receive the experience how to choose and do, but don't tell them the consequences after choosing the wrong option, and don't tell them what the outcome will be if they succeed, it can't impress people to remember these things.
Just like at this moment, a new wave of public opinion will soon start. After the early irrational discussion on the rights and interests of overseas federates, people begin to treat this problem rationally.
The same thing happened again. How should we face it?
Do we stand up and ask the other party to give us the rights and interests we should have, or treat them as if nothing had happened?
Some people say that this is the best time to promote the overseas security law, but the last key thing is the comparison.
Only by making people aware of the great value of the overseas security law and its role and significance to people's property safety and life safety can the whole society fully promote this matter.
While Lynch was reading the newspaper, a phone call came out of the restaurant.
He glanced and the maid brought the phone——
Many telephones in the room have long telephone lines, which are specially provided for those rich people.
The manufacturer has made very advanced high-end materials. While ensuring that these phones are very exquisite, there is a retractable reel in the base of the phone.
As long as you hold the phone, you can easily take it away. The telephone line will not be the reason to prevent people from doing so. It will be pulled out of the small hole of the telephone line bit by bit.
When the phone is finished, put it back in place, press the small button, and the shrinking reel will rewind the phone line on the reel, so that the phone line will not be dragged everywhere.
The maid put down the phone and withdrew outside the restaurant.
As soon as Lynch picked it up, the voice inside couldn't wait to spread, "Mr. Lynch, I have a business here. Are you interested?"
Lynch picked up his napkin and touched the corner of his mouth without any oil stains. He took out his cigarette box, knocked out one and held it in his mouth.
With a Tink, the million dollar lighter produced a flame and lit a cigarette.
When the tobacco leaves were charred by the flame, they made a very strange crisp sound, which was very weak and almost inaudible.
The end of the lit cigarette lit up fiercely, and the fingers holding it seemed to feel a heat radiation.
"What business?" he poured out the smoke, which was invisible and dispersed in the air, slowly floating upward, and finally integrated with the air.
The voice in the telephone bell sounded like a man in his thirties, with some hard to hide pride, or arrogance.
"A big deal!"
He shook his head, "sorry, I don't know you. You may have the wrong number!"
He hung up the phone, picked up the newspaper again, and didn't forget to falsely point to the maid outside the restaurant, "bring me a cup of coffee without sugar."
On the other side of the phone line, a middle-aged man in his thirties looked at the phone in his hand. He couldn't believe Lynch hung up his phone!
You know, he's a member of the Duncan family... Although his stake is barely one tenth of a million.
But this is not the least in the Duncan family. Just paying dividends every year is enough for him to squander.
He, a member of the Duncan family, was actually hung up, which made him feel ashamed. At the same time, he had an incredible feeling that no one had ever dared to do this to him!
The gentlemen sitting in the room were talking. They seemed to notice the situation here. Someone asked, "did Lynch promise?"
The young middle-aged man was stunned and recovered. He shook his head and hung the receiver back on the base of the phone, "he... Hung up my phone."
The talking and laughing people in the room suddenly stopped all conversation and smiles. They looked at the young middle-aged man at the same time.
The young middle-aged man is a little nervous. Outside, he is an "adult" of the Duncan family, but here, he is just the least prominent one.
"He said he didn't know me, so he hung up." he shook his head. "I don't think we need to hand over the business to him. He's nothing at all."
People's conversation resumed, but their voice was lower than the enthusiasm just now.
The first speaker glanced sideways at the young middle-aged man. "This was decided by Uncle jeruno. If you are dissatisfied with his decision, you can go to his study and tell him what you think."
Some people couldn't help laughing. They probably knew what was going on.
The Duncan family is destined to be a big family that cannot be exposed, which also makes some young members of the family have a very strange mood.
They are dissatisfied with everything in the Federation.
They walk in the street. People don't chase them because their surnames are so noble, but people will chase stars like toys.
When people talk about the most powerful people in the union, they always talk about people who don't even deserve to lift shoes for the Duncan family.
They are so great, but so far away from society, which makes some people become inexplicably arrogant.
This is probably a feeling that "only I know my excellence, and when you know it, we can't be friends equally". It can be said to be an inside show, but more of it is a boring Sao.
The young middle-aged man shook his head and dared not say a word.
The first speaker added, "since you're not going to do this, keep calling Lynch and tell him we have a deal to discuss with him."
"Uncle jeruno must want to get an answer as soon as possible. Do you know what I mean?" he withdrew his bad eyes and changed his face to chat with the people around him.
Standing by the phone, the young middle-aged man changed his face and could only mention the phone again.
"Mr. Lynch, I apologize for my poor tone just now. I'm from the Duncan family..." he said his name, "we have a business to entrust to you..."
Lynch listened to the phone, drank coffee and looked at the maid's skirt.
He swore that he wasn't looking at the girl's ass, he was just studying what kind of flower pleats were on the silk edge of her short skirt.
The maid also seems to want to show off her skirt. It's beautiful and light. She swings around not far from Lynch and occasionally bends down.
The coffee this morning is delicious!
Lynch took a sip of coffee and licked his lips. He appreciated it for more than ten seconds before he came back to his mind. "I don't like talking about business on the phone. If you know where my company is..."
He hung up again, then picked up the newspaper, but his eyes fell on the maid's skirt.
The young middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was at a loss. He didn't know whether Lynch was crazy or something. He hung up twice.
Although he is a small figure with little weight in the Duncan family, he called Lynch this time on behalf of Mr. jeruno, the leader of the Duncan family.
Lynch, don't you really understand anything?
Of course Lynch knows, and he also knows a lot of things that others don't understand.
"Mr. Lynch, please close your legs..."
Lynch folded her legs. The girl turned and bent down to clean the floor under the table. In fact, this work should be done after Lynch left, not now.
Looking at the skirt less than a foot away from him, Lynch suddenly wanted to feel its fabric and feel.
"It didn't seem like you last time..." in order to reduce some embarrassing atmosphere, Lynch chatted casually.
There is no professional management team here to manage the house and life for Lynch. These maids and temporary housekeepers are sent by the community.
When Lynch comes back to live, he will tell the community when he lives and when, and the community management company will arrange someone to take care of him.
After he leaves, these people will go to the next place or temporarily lose their jobs.
It's not easy to find a job at this time, not to mention the high salary, the job is easy, and you can ensure that your dignity is not infringed.
The maid seemed very happy that Lynch also liked her short skirt. Instead of turning around or standing straight, she continued to bend down to work. It can be seen that she is very dedicated to her work.
"Yes, Mr. Lynch, she only started at the end of last year..." her movements suddenly stopped, clenched her lips and began to move again.
Lynch nodded. "What did you do before?"
He said, slightly explaining his motivation. "It seems that you are not very skilled in this job."
"I used to be the front desk of the company and a model for some time..."
Lynch understood, "no wonder..."
He didn't say anything "no wonder", but took back his hand. He was familiar with the feel of the skirt and its lace.
"I'm going to work..." he stood up and put the newspaper on the dining-room table.
The girl turned and looked at him, looking forward, a little nervous and uneasy, "Mr. Lynch, can I stay?"
Because she is a temporary maid, her salary is settled on an hourly basis.
Even if she is here every day, the community service company will only pay her ten hours a day.
The salary must be much higher than that of hourly workers outside the community, but she still wants to become a resident maid and get paid weekly or monthly.
This will not only make her salary more, but more importantly, it will become a stable job. She doesn't need to consider where to make money to support herself when no one uses her.
Some girls even have other ideas. They didn't want to be a maid at the beginning, but for another purpose.
Community service companies are also very aware of this. They can hire so many high-quality girls at relatively low prices. As long as they are not too excessive, they can also be regarded as not seeing!
As for whether they can stay, it depends on their own ability.
Lynch stopped and looked at her sideways. The girl was nervous and didn't know where to put her hands.
"I'll think about it!"
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"You shouldn't have done that!"
"You should do that!"
When people impart experience, if they only tell the people who receive the experience how to choose and do, but don't tell them the consequences after choosing the wrong option, and don't tell them what the outcome will be if they succeed, it can't impress people to remember these things.
Just like at this moment, a new wave of public opinion will soon start. After the early irrational discussion on the rights and interests of overseas federates, people begin to treat this problem rationally.
The same thing happened again. How should we face it?
Do we stand up and ask the other party to give us the rights and interests we should have, or treat them as if nothing had happened?
Some people say that this is the best time to promote the overseas security law, but the last key thing is the comparison.
Only by making people aware of the great value of the overseas security law and its role and significance to people's property safety and life safety can the whole society fully promote this matter.
While Lynch was reading the newspaper, a phone call came out of the restaurant.
He glanced and the maid brought the phone——
Many telephones in the room have long telephone lines, which are specially provided for those rich people.
The manufacturer has made very advanced high-end materials. While ensuring that these phones are very exquisite, there is a retractable reel in the base of the phone.
As long as you hold the phone, you can easily take it away. The telephone line will not be the reason to prevent people from doing so. It will be pulled out of the small hole of the telephone line bit by bit.
When the phone is finished, put it back in place, press the small button, and the shrinking reel will rewind the phone line on the reel, so that the phone line will not be dragged everywhere.
The maid put down the phone and withdrew outside the restaurant.
As soon as Lynch picked it up, the voice inside couldn't wait to spread, "Mr. Lynch, I have a business here. Are you interested?"
Lynch picked up his napkin and touched the corner of his mouth without any oil stains. He took out his cigarette box, knocked out one and held it in his mouth.
With a Tink, the million dollar lighter produced a flame and lit a cigarette.
When the tobacco leaves were charred by the flame, they made a very strange crisp sound, which was very weak and almost inaudible.
The end of the lit cigarette lit up fiercely, and the fingers holding it seemed to feel a heat radiation.
"What business?" he poured out the smoke, which was invisible and dispersed in the air, slowly floating upward, and finally integrated with the air.
The voice in the telephone bell sounded like a man in his thirties, with some hard to hide pride, or arrogance.
"A big deal!"
He shook his head, "sorry, I don't know you. You may have the wrong number!"
He hung up the phone, picked up the newspaper again, and didn't forget to falsely point to the maid outside the restaurant, "bring me a cup of coffee without sugar."
On the other side of the phone line, a middle-aged man in his thirties looked at the phone in his hand. He couldn't believe Lynch hung up his phone!
You know, he's a member of the Duncan family... Although his stake is barely one tenth of a million.
But this is not the least in the Duncan family. Just paying dividends every year is enough for him to squander.
He, a member of the Duncan family, was actually hung up, which made him feel ashamed. At the same time, he had an incredible feeling that no one had ever dared to do this to him!
The gentlemen sitting in the room were talking. They seemed to notice the situation here. Someone asked, "did Lynch promise?"
The young middle-aged man was stunned and recovered. He shook his head and hung the receiver back on the base of the phone, "he... Hung up my phone."
The talking and laughing people in the room suddenly stopped all conversation and smiles. They looked at the young middle-aged man at the same time.
The young middle-aged man is a little nervous. Outside, he is an "adult" of the Duncan family, but here, he is just the least prominent one.
"He said he didn't know me, so he hung up." he shook his head. "I don't think we need to hand over the business to him. He's nothing at all."
People's conversation resumed, but their voice was lower than the enthusiasm just now.
The first speaker glanced sideways at the young middle-aged man. "This was decided by Uncle jeruno. If you are dissatisfied with his decision, you can go to his study and tell him what you think."
Some people couldn't help laughing. They probably knew what was going on.
The Duncan family is destined to be a big family that cannot be exposed, which also makes some young members of the family have a very strange mood.
They are dissatisfied with everything in the Federation.
They walk in the street. People don't chase them because their surnames are so noble, but people will chase stars like toys.
When people talk about the most powerful people in the union, they always talk about people who don't even deserve to lift shoes for the Duncan family.
They are so great, but so far away from society, which makes some people become inexplicably arrogant.
This is probably a feeling that "only I know my excellence, and when you know it, we can't be friends equally". It can be said to be an inside show, but more of it is a boring Sao.
The young middle-aged man shook his head and dared not say a word.
The first speaker added, "since you're not going to do this, keep calling Lynch and tell him we have a deal to discuss with him."
"Uncle jeruno must want to get an answer as soon as possible. Do you know what I mean?" he withdrew his bad eyes and changed his face to chat with the people around him.
Standing by the phone, the young middle-aged man changed his face and could only mention the phone again.
"Mr. Lynch, I apologize for my poor tone just now. I'm from the Duncan family..." he said his name, "we have a business to entrust to you..."
Lynch listened to the phone, drank coffee and looked at the maid's skirt.
He swore that he wasn't looking at the girl's ass, he was just studying what kind of flower pleats were on the silk edge of her short skirt.
The maid also seems to want to show off her skirt. It's beautiful and light. She swings around not far from Lynch and occasionally bends down.
The coffee this morning is delicious!
Lynch took a sip of coffee and licked his lips. He appreciated it for more than ten seconds before he came back to his mind. "I don't like talking about business on the phone. If you know where my company is..."
He hung up again, then picked up the newspaper, but his eyes fell on the maid's skirt.
The young middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was at a loss. He didn't know whether Lynch was crazy or something. He hung up twice.
Although he is a small figure with little weight in the Duncan family, he called Lynch this time on behalf of Mr. jeruno, the leader of the Duncan family.
Lynch, don't you really understand anything?
Of course Lynch knows, and he also knows a lot of things that others don't understand.
"Mr. Lynch, please close your legs..."
Lynch folded her legs. The girl turned and bent down to clean the floor under the table. In fact, this work should be done after Lynch left, not now.
Looking at the skirt less than a foot away from him, Lynch suddenly wanted to feel its fabric and feel.
"It didn't seem like you last time..." in order to reduce some embarrassing atmosphere, Lynch chatted casually.
There is no professional management team here to manage the house and life for Lynch. These maids and temporary housekeepers are sent by the community.
When Lynch comes back to live, he will tell the community when he lives and when, and the community management company will arrange someone to take care of him.
After he leaves, these people will go to the next place or temporarily lose their jobs.
It's not easy to find a job at this time, not to mention the high salary, the job is easy, and you can ensure that your dignity is not infringed.
The maid seemed very happy that Lynch also liked her short skirt. Instead of turning around or standing straight, she continued to bend down to work. It can be seen that she is very dedicated to her work.
"Yes, Mr. Lynch, she only started at the end of last year..." her movements suddenly stopped, clenched her lips and began to move again.
Lynch nodded. "What did you do before?"
He said, slightly explaining his motivation. "It seems that you are not very skilled in this job."
"I used to be the front desk of the company and a model for some time..."
Lynch understood, "no wonder..."
He didn't say anything "no wonder", but took back his hand. He was familiar with the feel of the skirt and its lace.
"I'm going to work..." he stood up and put the newspaper on the dining-room table.
The girl turned and looked at him, looking forward, a little nervous and uneasy, "Mr. Lynch, can I stay?"
Because she is a temporary maid, her salary is settled on an hourly basis.
Even if she is here every day, the community service company will only pay her ten hours a day.
The salary must be much higher than that of hourly workers outside the community, but she still wants to become a resident maid and get paid weekly or monthly.
This will not only make her salary more, but more importantly, it will become a stable job. She doesn't need to consider where to make money to support herself when no one uses her.
Some girls even have other ideas. They didn't want to be a maid at the beginning, but for another purpose.
Community service companies are also very aware of this. They can hire so many high-quality girls at relatively low prices. As long as they are not too excessive, they can also be regarded as not seeing!
As for whether they can stay, it depends on their own ability.
Lynch stopped and looked at her sideways. The girl was nervous and didn't know where to put her hands.
"I'll think about it!"
"You shouldn't have done that!""You should do that!"When people impart experience, if they only tell the people who receive the experience how to choose and do, but don't tell them the consequences after choosing the wrong option, and don't tell them what the outcome will be if they succeed, it can't impress people to remember these things.Just like at this moment, a new wave of public opinion will soon start. After the early irrational discussion on the rights and interests of overseas federates, people begin to treat this problem rationally.The same thing happened again. How should we face it?Do we stand up and ask the other party to give us the rights and interests we should have, or treat them as if nothing had happened?Some people say that this is the best time to promote the overseas security law, but the last key thing is the comparison.Only by making people aware of the great value of the overseas security law and its role and significance to people's property safety and life safety can the whole society fully promote this matter.While Lynch was reading the newspaper, a phone call came out of the restaurant.He glanced and the maid brought the phoneMany telephones in the room have long telephone lines, which are specially provided for those rich people.The manufacturer has made very advanced high-end materials. While ensuring that these phones are very exquisite, there is a retractable reel in the base of the phone.As long as you hold the phone, you can easily take it away. The telephone line will not be the reason to prevent people from doing so. It will be pulled out of the small hole of the telephone line bit by bit.When the phone is finished, put it back in place, press the small button, and the shrinking reel will rewind the phone line on the reel, so that the phone line will not be dragged everywhere.The maid put down the phone and withdrew outside the restaurant.As soon as Lynch picked it up, the voice inside couldn't wait to spread, "Mr. Lynch, I have a business here. Are you interested?"Lynch picked up his napkin and touched the corner of his mouth without any oil stains. He took out his cigarette box, knocked out one and held it in his mouth.With a Tink, the million dollar lighter produced a flame and lit a cigarette.When the tobacco leaves were charred by the flame, they made a very strange crisp sound, which was very weak and almost inaudible.The end of the lit cigarette lit up fiercely, and the fingers holding it seemed to feel a heat radiation."What business?" he poured out the smoke, which was invisible and dispersed in the air, slowly floating upward, and finally integrated with the air.The voice in the telephone bell sounded like a man in his thirties, with some hard to hide pride, or arrogance."A big deal!"He shook his head, "sorry, I don't know you. You may have the wrong number!"He hung up the phone, picked up the newspaper again, and didn't forget to falsely point to the maid outside the restaurant, "bring me a cup of coffee without sugar."On the other side of the phone line, a middle-aged man in his thirties looked at the phone in his hand. He couldn't believe Lynch hung up his phone!You know, he's a member of the Duncan family... Although his stake is barely one tenth of a million.But this is not the least in the Duncan family. Just paying dividends every year is enough for him to squander.He, a member of the Duncan family, was actually hung up, which made him feel ashamed. At the same time, he had an incredible feeling that no one had ever dared to do this to him!The gentlemen sitting in the room were talking. They seemed to notice the situation here. Someone asked, "did Lynch promise?"The young middle-aged man was stunned and recovered. He shook his head and hung the receiver back on the base of the phone, "he... Hung up my phone."The talking and laughing people in the room suddenly stopped all conversation and smiles. They looked at the young middle-aged man at the same time.The young middle-aged man is a little nervous. Outside, he is an "adult" of the Duncan family, but here, he is just the least prominent one."He said he didn't know me, so he hung up." he shook his head. "I don't think we need to hand over the business to him. He's nothing at all."People's conversation resumed, but their voice was lower than the enthusiasm just now.The first speaker glanced sideways at the young middle-aged man. "This was decided by Uncle jeruno. If you are dissatisfied with his decision, you can go to his study and tell him what you think."Some people couldn't help laughing. They probably knew what was going on.The Duncan family is destined to be a big family that cannot be exposed, which also makes some young members of the family have a very strange mood.They are dissatisfied with everything in the Federation.They walk in the street. People don't chase them because their surnames are so noble, but people will chase stars like toys.When people talk about the most powerful people in the union, they always talk about people who don't even deserve to lift shoes for the Duncan family.They are so great, but so far away from society, which makes some people become inexplicably arrogant.This is probably a feeling that "only I know my excellence, and when you know it, we can't be friends equally". It can be said to be an inside show, but more of it is a boring Sao.The young middle-aged man shook his head and dared not say a word.The first speaker added, "since you're not going to do this, keep calling Lynch and tell him we have a deal to discuss with him.""Uncle jeruno must want to get an answer as soon as possible. Do you know what I mean?" he withdrew his bad eyes and changed his face to chat with the people around him.Standing by the phone, the young middle-aged man changed his face and could only mention the phone again."Mr. Lynch, I apologize for my poor tone just now. I'm from the Duncan family..." he said his name, "we have a business to entrust to you..."Lynch listened to the phone, drank coffee and looked at the maid's skirt.He swore that he wasn't looking at the girl's ass, he was just studying what kind of flower pleats were on the silk edge of her short skirt.The maid also seems to want to show off her skirt. It's beautiful and light. She swings around not far from Lynch and occasionally bends down.The coffee this morning is delicious!Lynch took a sip of coffee and licked his lips. He appreciated it for more than ten seconds before he came back to his mind. "I don't like talking about business on the phone. If you know where my company is..."He hung up again, then picked up the newspaper, but his eyes fell on the maid's skirt.The young middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was at a loss. He didn't know whether Lynch was crazy or something. He hung up twice.Although he is a small figure with little weight in the Duncan family, he called Lynch this time on behalf of Mr. jeruno, the leader of the Duncan family.Lynch, don't you really understand anything?Of course Lynch knows, and he also knows a lot of things that others don't understand."Mr. Lynch, please close your legs..."Lynch folded her legs. The girl turned and bent down to clean the floor under the table. In fact, this work should be done after Lynch left, not now.Looking at the skirt less than a foot away from him, Lynch suddenly wanted to feel its fabric and feel."It didn't seem like you last time..." in order to reduce some embarrassing atmosphere, Lynch chatted casually.There is no professional management team here to manage the house and life for Lynch. These maids and temporary housekeepers are sent by the community.When Lynch comes back to live, he will tell the community when he lives and when, and the community management company will arrange someone to take care of him.After he leaves, these people will go to the next place or temporarily lose their jobs.It's not easy to find a job at this time, not to mention the high salary, the job is easy, and you can ensure that your dignity is not infringed.The maid seemed very happy that Lynch also liked her short skirt. Instead of turning around or standing straight, she continued to bend down to work. It can be seen that she is very dedicated to her work."Yes, Mr. Lynch, she only started at the end of last year..." her movements suddenly stopped, clenched her lips and began to move again.Lynch nodded. "What did you do before?"He said, slightly explaining his motivation. "It seems that you are not very skilled in this job.""I used to be the front desk of the company and a model for some time..."Lynch understood, "no wonder..."He didn't say anything "no wonder", but took back his hand. He was familiar with the feel of the skirt and its lace."I'm going to work..." he stood up and put the newspaper on the dining-room table.The girl turned and looked at him, looking forward, a little nervous and uneasy, "Mr. Lynch, can I stay?"Because she is a temporary maid, her salary is settled on an hourly basis.Even if she is here every day, the community service company will only pay her ten hours a day.The salary must be much higher than that of hourly workers outside the community, but she still wants to become a resident maid and get paid weekly or monthly.This will not only make her salary more, but more importantly, it will become a stable job. She doesn't need to consider where to make money to support herself when no one uses her.Some girls even have other ideas. They didn't want to be a maid at the beginning, but for another purpose.Community service companies are also very aware of this. They can hire so many high-quality girls at relatively low prices. As long as they are not too excessive, they can also be regarded as not seeing!As for whether they can stay, it depends on their own ability.Lynch stopped and looked at her sideways. The girl was nervous and didn't know where to put her hands."I'll think about it!"
