Chapter 86
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"Your handover meeting can't be held as scheduled..."
When Lynch heard this sentence, he thought of some TV dramas he had seen before. The last sentence of the episode that ended the day before was always inconsistent with the content in the plot review of the first episode the next day. There was a very abrupt feeling.
It's like a cow with a horse face and a serious sense of disharmony. His TV series shouldn't be like this. It's not something in the script.
Of course, he was not angry, but looked at the man across the desk, maintained his attitude towards work and smiled, "Mr. Ferrar, can you tell me why?"
He repeated, "why can't my handover meeting be held on time? Maybe we can solve this problem."
Ferraler was a little satisfied with Lynch's eyes. He thought Lynch would get angry, say some dirty words to him, or even rush over with his fist. He was ready to deal with these, but unexpectedly Lynch didn't do that.
He just sits behind his desk and talks about solutions calmly and rationally. Such a person will always give people a very reliable feeling. Even if you don't like him, you won't hate him too much.
Ferrar nodded. "That's why I'm here. According to the laws of this state and the laws and regulations of this city, it's necessary to apply to the Social Service Bureau in advance to launch a rally of more than 50 people in public. Mr. Lynch, you seem to have forgotten..." he pursed his mouth, showing a regretful expression, and the corners of his mouth fell down.
Obviously, it should be an unhappy expression, but Lynch and even everyone can feel that he is actually laughing. This is the expression of his heart, which also reflects that man is a very strange creature.
What people see can't interfere with people's subjective feelings. It's like a piece of shit made of chocolate. Their eyes can't shake their subjective and idealistic judgment.
Those who really tasted it didn't shake their decision, but they really wanted to eat, even if it was real shit.
Looking at the "smile" on Ferrar's face, Lynch knew that it was not so troublesome. "I really didn't know there were such regulations. I thought only demonstrations and demonstrations needed to apply in advance."
"So is the rally!" Ferrar added again. Then he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. "It's less than an hour before the social service bureau finishes its work, but this application needs to be at least one week in advance. Your auction will be held tomorrow. It's too late."
Lynch thought about it for a moment. He suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with it, "Mr. Ferrar, as you can see, my company, including myself, doesn't know enough about some common sense things..."
Ferrar nodded. Although it was not common sense, it could not be said to be an unexpected knowledge that could not be understood.
The atmosphere in Baylor is relatively... Free. At least that's what the federal government says. Everyone has the right to organize assemblies. Many people have organized such activities, but some people don't know these things.
The laws and regulations of each region are different. For example, in some regions, you can't make the sound of splashing when urinating, you can't sing when bathing, and you will be arrested if someone calls the police.
Some places need to whistle when urinating outside. This is to remind others that someone is excreting here to avoid misunderstanding. If you don't whistle when urinating, you will be arrested
Different laws and regulations in different regions are enough to make most federal people dizzy. Maybe you do one thing here in accordance with the regulations, but you will be arrested by the police if you do the same thing after taking a bus.
Sometimes people may realize the uncertainty and go to the social service bureau for consultation, but the attitude and process in that place are relatively slow, so more people will consult lawyers.
Making money with "common sense" means that some low-end law firms often don't stand in court and can only help employers solve some daily problems.
Lynch said, √, "thank you very much for reminding me, Mr. Ferrar. It saved me a lot of trouble. At the same time, I also have a new idea. I don't know if you are interested."
Ferral showed some curiosity appropriately. To be honest, since he entered the room, the initiative has been firmly grasped by the young man in front of him until now.
In Ferrar's prediction before coming, no matter what reaction Lynch has, rage or other reactions, the initiative will change hands in an instant, so that he can firmly grasp the initiative of the conversation, and control the rhythm and direction of the conversation.
The plan was perfect, just like Lynch's plan. It was just a little accident. Lynch was not angry, nor angry, nor sighing. He was calm like a party. At the same time, he also took the initiative and tried to dominate the power of conversation. Ferrar's attitude towards Lynch also changed.
He can look down on a young man without a city government, because he can kill these people at any time, but he can't look down on a smart man with executive power. Who knows when the other party will put a stone in his hand and scratch himself.
"Please say..." he not only straightened his attitude, but also straightened his sitting posture to show his respect for Lynch.
Lynch smiled again. "Your arrival made me realize that I need a consultant, someone who can help me at work, find some mistakes I didn't notice and help me deal with some details."
He said, spreading his hands, "you know, Mr. Ferrar, my career has just started. I don't know many people in Saibin, but God is kind..."
Ferrar frowned. He had realized what Lynch was going to say. Then Lynch said what he guessed, "if you don't mind, Mr. Ferrar, I hope to take some of your spare time and hire you as my consultant. Of course, I'll offer you a reasonable salary."
Lynch took out the checkbook, took out a beautiful pen, wrote a number on the checkbook, then tore the check off the checkbook and pushed it with his index finger. "This is the salary of this month..." Lynch didn't forget to remind, "after the tax, I'll ask the accountant to pay the tax for you."
At this time, even if people want to refuse, they will pick up this check to see how much money is written on it. It is not greed, but curiosity.
Curious about how much a person like himself can be worth in the eyes of the other party is also a reference to his specific value in society. Later, when bragging, it is also a kind of talk - "so and so gave me XXX, but I didn't help him", which can effectively raise his value.
After reading it, they will put down the check to prove that they are not the kind of person they think.
Ferral took the check lightly, glanced at it, and grabbed it tightly with his eyebrows. It was five thousand yuan a month, which was not less.
As a close follower of the mayor in the city hall, his monthly salary is only more than $1000 in addition to the $500 on the surface.
He put the check back on the table and said in a troubled tone, "what do you mean?"
Lynch shrugged. "I think what I just said is very clear. I don't understand some laws and regulations, and some procedures and processes related to the government."
"As far as I know, personal officials are not the official position of Saibin city hall. The transaction between us is not an immoral transaction. At the same time, I don't need any illegal help from you."
"I just need to ask some questions I don't understand occasionally, or when I'm in trouble and don't know how to solve it for a while, I'll find you to think about it together. It's that simple."
Lynch's tone was very sincere, "can you help me, Mr. Ferrar, I look forward to your help!"
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"Your handover meeting can't be held as scheduled..."
When Lynch heard this sentence, he thought of some TV dramas he had seen before. The last sentence of the episode that ended the day before was always inconsistent with the content in the plot review of the first episode the next day. There was a very abrupt feeling.
It's like a cow with a horse face and a serious sense of disharmony. His TV series shouldn't be like this. It's not something in the script.
Of course, he was not angry, but looked at the man across the desk, maintained his attitude towards work and smiled, "Mr. Ferrar, can you tell me why?"
He repeated, "why can't my handover meeting be held on time? Maybe we can solve this problem."
Ferraler was a little satisfied with Lynch's eyes. He thought Lynch would get angry, say some dirty words to him, or even rush over with his fist. He was ready to deal with these, but unexpectedly Lynch didn't do that.
He just sits behind his desk and talks about solutions calmly and rationally. Such a person will always give people a very reliable feeling. Even if you don't like him, you won't hate him too much.
Ferrar nodded. "That's why I'm here. According to the laws of this state and the laws and regulations of this city, it's necessary to apply to the Social Service Bureau in advance to launch a rally of more than 50 people in public. Mr. Lynch, you seem to have forgotten..." he pursed his mouth, showing a regretful expression, and the corners of his mouth fell down.
Obviously, it should be an unhappy expression, but Lynch and even everyone can feel that he is actually laughing. This is the expression of his heart, which also reflects that man is a very strange creature.
What people see can't interfere with people's subjective feelings. It's like a piece of shit made of chocolate. Their eyes can't shake their subjective and idealistic judgment.
Those who really tasted it didn't shake their decision, but they really wanted to eat, even if it was real shit.
Looking at the "smile" on Ferrar's face, Lynch knew that it was not so troublesome. "I really didn't know there were such regulations. I thought only demonstrations and demonstrations needed to apply in advance."
"So is the rally!" Ferrar added again. Then he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. "It's less than an hour before the social service bureau finishes its work, but this application needs to be at least one week in advance. Your auction will be held tomorrow. It's too late."
Lynch thought about it for a moment. He suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with it, "Mr. Ferrar, as you can see, my company, including myself, doesn't know enough about some common sense things..."
Ferrar nodded. Although it was not common sense, it could not be said to be an unexpected knowledge that could not be understood.
The atmosphere in Baylor is relatively... Free. At least that's what the federal government says. Everyone has the right to organize assemblies. Many people have organized such activities, but some people don't know these things.
The laws and regulations of each region are different. For example, in some regions, you can't make the sound of splashing when urinating, you can't sing when bathing, and you will be arrested if someone calls the police.
Some places need to whistle when urinating outside. This is to remind others that someone is excreting here to avoid misunderstanding. If you don't whistle when urinating, you will be arrested
Different laws and regulations in different regions are enough to make most federal people dizzy. Maybe you do one thing here in accordance with the regulations, but you will be arrested by the police if you do the same thing after taking a bus.
Sometimes people may realize the uncertainty and go to the social service bureau for consultation, but the attitude and process in that place are relatively slow, so more people will consult lawyers.
Making money with "common sense" means that some low-end law firms often don't stand in court and can only help employers solve some daily problems.
Lynch said, √, "thank you very much for reminding me, Mr. Ferrar. It saved me a lot of trouble. At the same time, I also have a new idea. I don't know if you are interested."
Ferral showed some curiosity appropriately. To be honest, since he entered the room, the initiative has been firmly grasped by the young man in front of him until now.
In Ferrar's prediction before coming, no matter what reaction Lynch has, rage or other reactions, the initiative will change hands in an instant, so that he can firmly grasp the initiative of the conversation, and control the rhythm and direction of the conversation.
The plan was perfect, just like Lynch's plan. It was just a little accident. Lynch was not angry, nor angry, nor sighing. He was calm like a party. At the same time, he also took the initiative and tried to dominate the power of conversation. Ferrar's attitude towards Lynch also changed.
He can look down on a young man without a city government, because he can kill these people at any time, but he can't look down on a smart man with executive power. Who knows when the other party will put a stone in his hand and scratch himself.
"Please say..." he not only straightened his attitude, but also straightened his sitting posture to show his respect for Lynch.
Lynch smiled again. "Your arrival made me realize that I need a consultant, someone who can help me at work, find some mistakes I didn't notice and help me deal with some details."
He said, spreading his hands, "you know, Mr. Ferrar, my career has just started. I don't know many people in Saibin, but God is kind..."
Ferrar frowned. He had realized what Lynch was going to say. Then Lynch said what he guessed, "if you don't mind, Mr. Ferrar, I hope to take some of your spare time and hire you as my consultant. Of course, I'll offer you a reasonable salary."
Lynch took out the checkbook, took out a beautiful pen, wrote a number on the checkbook, then tore the check off the checkbook and pushed it with his index finger. "This is the salary of this month..." Lynch didn't forget to remind, "after the tax, I'll ask the accountant to pay the tax for you."
At this time, even if people want to refuse, they will pick up this check to see how much money is written on it. It is not greed, but curiosity.
Curious about how much a person like himself can be worth in the eyes of the other party is also a reference to his specific value in society. Later, when bragging, it is also a kind of talk - "so and so gave me XXX, but I didn't help him", which can effectively raise his value.
After reading it, they will put down the check to prove that they are not the kind of person they think.
Ferral took the check lightly, glanced at it, and grabbed it tightly with his eyebrows. It was five thousand yuan a month, which was not less.
As a close follower of the mayor in the city hall, his monthly salary is only more than $1000 in addition to the $500 on the surface.
He put the check back on the table and said in a troubled tone, "what do you mean?"
Lynch shrugged. "I think what I just said is very clear. I don't understand some laws and regulations, and some procedures and processes related to the government."
"As far as I know, personal officials are not the official position of Saibin city hall. The transaction between us is not an immoral transaction. At the same time, I don't need any illegal help from you."
"I just need to ask some questions I don't understand occasionally, or when I'm in trouble and don't know how to solve it for a while, I'll find you to think about it together. It's that simple."
Lynch's tone was very sincere, "can you help me, Mr. Ferrar, I look forward to your help!"
"Your handover meeting can't be held as scheduled..."When Lynch heard this sentence, he thought of some TV dramas he had seen before. The last sentence of the episode that ended the day before was always inconsistent with the content in the plot review of the first episode the next day. There was a very abrupt feeling.It's like a cow with a horse face and a serious sense of disharmony. His TV series shouldn't be like this. It's not something in the script.Of course, he was not angry, but looked at the man across the desk, maintained his attitude towards work and smiled, "Mr. Ferrar, can you tell me why?"He repeated, "why can't my handover meeting be held on time? Maybe we can solve this problem."Ferraler was a little satisfied with Lynch's eyes. He thought Lynch would get angry, say some dirty words to him, or even rush over with his fist. He was ready to deal with these, but unexpectedly Lynch didn't do that.He just sits behind his desk and talks about solutions calmly and rationally. Such a person will always give people a very reliable feeling. Even if you don't like him, you won't hate him too much.Ferrar nodded. "That's why I'm here. According to the laws of this state and the laws and regulations of this city, it's necessary to apply to the Social Service Bureau in advance to launch a rally of more than 50 people in public. Mr. Lynch, you seem to have forgotten..." he pursed his mouth, showing a regretful expression, and the corners of his mouth fell down.Obviously, it should be an unhappy expression, but Lynch and even everyone can feel that he is actually laughing. This is the expression of his heart, which also reflects that man is a very strange creature.What people see can't interfere with people's subjective feelings. It's like a piece of shit made of chocolate. Their eyes can't shake their subjective and idealistic judgment.Those who really tasted it didn't shake their decision, but they really wanted to eat, even if it was real shit.Looking at the "smile" on Ferrar's face, Lynch knew that it was not so troublesome. "I really didn't know there were such regulations. I thought only demonstrations and demonstrations needed to apply in advance.""So is the rally!" Ferrar added again. Then he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. "It's less than an hour before the social service bureau finishes its work, but this application needs to be at least one week in advance. Your auction will be held tomorrow. It's too late."Lynch thought about it for a moment. He suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with it, "Mr. Ferrar, as you can see, my company, including myself, doesn't know enough about some common sense things..."Ferrar nodded. Although it was not common sense, it could not be said to be an unexpected knowledge that could not be understood.The atmosphere in Baylor is relatively... Free. At least that's what the federal government says. Everyone has the right to organize assemblies. Many people have organized such activities, but some people don't know these things.The laws and regulations of each region are different. For example, in some regions, you can't make the sound of splashing when urinating, you can't sing when bathing, and you will be arrested if someone calls the police.Some places need to whistle when urinating outside. This is to remind others that someone is excreting here to avoid misunderstanding. If you don't whistle when urinating, you will be arrestedDifferent laws and regulations in different regions are enough to make most federal people dizzy. Maybe you do one thing here in accordance with the regulations, but you will be arrested by the police if you do the same thing after taking a bus.Sometimes people may realize the uncertainty and go to the social service bureau for consultation, but the attitude and process in that place are relatively slow, so more people will consult lawyers.Making money with "common sense" means that some low-end law firms often don't stand in court and can only help employers solve some daily problems.Lynch said, , "thank you very much for reminding me, Mr. Ferrar. It saved me a lot of trouble. At the same time, I also have a new idea. I don't know if you are interested."Ferral showed some curiosity appropriately. To be honest, since he entered the room, the initiative has been firmly grasped by the young man in front of him until now.In Ferrar's prediction before coming, no matter what reaction Lynch has, rage or other reactions, the initiative will change hands in an instant, so that he can firmly grasp the initiative of the conversation, and control the rhythm and direction of the conversation.The plan was perfect, just like Lynch's plan. It was just a little accident. Lynch was not angry, nor angry, nor sighing. He was calm like a party. At the same time, he also took the initiative and tried to dominate the power of conversation. Ferrar's attitude towards Lynch also changed.He can look down on a young man without a city government, because he can kill these people at any time, but he can't look down on a smart man with executive power. Who knows when the other party will put a stone in his hand and scratch himself."Please say..." he not only straightened his attitude, but also straightened his sitting posture to show his respect for Lynch.Lynch smiled again. "Your arrival made me realize that I need a consultant, someone who can help me at work, find some mistakes I didn't notice and help me deal with some details."He said, spreading his hands, "you know, Mr. Ferrar, my career has just started. I don't know many people in Saibin, but God is kind..."Ferrar frowned. He had realized what Lynch was going to say. Then Lynch said what he guessed, "if you don't mind, Mr. Ferrar, I hope to take some of your spare time and hire you as my consultant. Of course, I'll offer you a reasonable salary."Lynch took out the checkbook, took out a beautiful pen, wrote a number on the checkbook, then tore the check off the checkbook and pushed it with his index finger. "This is the salary of this month..." Lynch didn't forget to remind, "after the tax, I'll ask the accountant to pay the tax for you."At this time, even if people want to refuse, they will pick up this check to see how much money is written on it. It is not greed, but curiosity.Curious about how much a person like himself can be worth in the eyes of the other party is also a reference to his specific value in society. Later, when bragging, it is also a kind of talk - "so and so gave me XXX, but I didn't help him", which can effectively raise his value.After reading it, they will put down the check to prove that they are not the kind of person they think.Ferral took the check lightly, glanced at it, and grabbed it tightly with his eyebrows. It was five thousand yuan a month, which was not less.As a close follower of the mayor in the city hall, his monthly salary is only more than $1000 in addition to the $500 on the surface.He put the check back on the table and said in a troubled tone, "what do you mean?"Lynch shrugged. "I think what I just said is very clear. I don't understand some laws and regulations, and some procedures and processes related to the government.""As far as I know, personal officials are not the official position of Saibin city hall. The transaction between us is not an immoral transaction. At the same time, I don't need any illegal help from you.""I just need to ask some questions I don't understand occasionally, or when I'm in trouble and don't know how to solve it for a while, I'll find you to think about it together. It's that simple."Lynch's tone was very sincere, "can you help me, Mr. Ferrar, I look forward to your help!"
