Otaku Translation: Blackstone Code Chapter 235

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For the Progressive Party, the troubles they faced were not much less than those of the president. After overthrowing the president, they needed to engage in deeper international exchanges. How to conduct these, to what extent, how to deal with friendly forces, and how to handle hostile ones, international trade, international relations, international politics...

All these issues plagued the top brass of the Progressive Party. Despite their relaxed talk on television about the benefits of joining the international community, they didn’t truly know how to do it properly, at least not as badly as the president had done.

It was all a phase of exploration. However, they handled some issues well, such as the Vice Chairman of the Progressive Party Committee securing some international trade orders. This had a more encouraging effect on the Baylor society than anything else at this time.

But this news was still under wraps. It would only be released after the president was successfully impeached and ousted from the presidential palace, and the progressive vice president took office, paving the way for the upcoming election.

See, the Progressive Party started working and achieved results as soon as they took office. Isn't that much better than the Conservative Party, who only targeted their own people?

Regarding international trade quotas and development methods, the top leaders of the Progressive Party believed in orderly development, not complete liberalization at once.

Who knew what role the federation would play in the international community? Complete market liberalization could further worsen the domestic economy.

The mayor hesitated when faced with Lynch's question. Lynch knew this was the time to push harder. "Langdon, we are friends, but in my eyes, you are also like an uncle to me. We often sit together and discuss things that only we care about. I need your help with this matter, and by helping me, you are also helping yourself.

"If you can get me a free trade licence or qualification, I can make a definite promise now that I will hire at least two thousand local workers, and if my business outside goes well, this number could increase."

Lynch placed his hands on the edge of the table, slightly leaning forward. He wasn't showing humility but an aggression or even an assertiveness through his expression, tone, and attitude.

He didn’t need any words to make the mayor feel his determination and the potential consequences if he messed this up.

The mayor hesitated for a while, frowned, and then slowly nodded, "Maybe I can try, but you have to understand, there are some things even I can't persuade those people. I'm just an ordinary mayor."

The mayor's statement relieved Lynch, and he was satisfied. He picked up his knife and fork again. "I just need a chance, a ticket. If you can't handle those people, I can talk to them, or someone can."

Hearing Lynch's words, the mayor's troubled expression also eased.

After all, every rule had a certain degree of flexibility. How this flexibility was utilized depended on Lynch's next actions.

Benefit transfer was a common method, but hiring high-level lobbying groups was also a great way. Sometimes, favors worked better than money.

After discussing serious topics for a while, the mayor asked Lynch an unexpected question, "I heard you've been close to a woman named Vera recently, and she's a married woman."

The mayor moved his knife and fork, cutting the carefully cooked steak. He picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in the sauce, and held up the fork but didn't immediately put the meat in his mouth.

From Lynch's angle, he could see some juice mixed with meat sauce slowly flowing down the meat.

After withdrawing his inexplicable gaze from the piece of meat, Lynch neither admitted nor denied anything. It wasn't that his attitude was ambiguous, but rather that neither admission nor denial was the best course of action. It was better to remain noncommittal.

He smiled and asked, "Are you interested in my personal life, Mr. Mayor?"

The mayor finally put the meat in his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed. He shook his head while continuing to cut his food, "It's not that I'm interested in your private life, but I'm very interested in that woman's husband. You know, we all want to keep Listoan. They betrayed us, so they must pay the price."

He then talked about the various helps and policies he and the state had given the Listoan Group over the years. From endorsing them initially, getting low-interest loans from banks, to giving policies for free.

The annual tax exemptions alone exceeded two million, causing some friction between the city hall and the state tax office.

With all the support, Listoan finally became a pillar industry in Sabin City. Yet, what they gave in return was betrayal, which was the most intolerable thing for the mayor.

As he discussed these matters, his appetite remained strong. He continued eating the steak on his plate while talking. By the time he had nearly finished his meal, he had also nearly finished recounting his conflicts with Listoan.

After putting the last piece of meat in his mouth, he made his final decision, "Since they don't like it here, then they can pay back everything they got over the years, with interest, before they leave. Otherwise, I won't let them go."

The mayor tore off a small piece of bread and spread it with various jams, "That woman's husband is a key figure. Maybe you can persuade her. This would benefit both of us. I can ask the judge to consider it in sentencing."

Lynch also put down his utensils appropriately. He picked up a napkin, dabbed his lips and the surrounding possible sauce with it, then placed the napkin on the table, "A sumptuous dinner, very delicious."

The conversation between the two seemed to switch modes in an instant, and the mayor's face showed a lot more smiles. They stopped talking about those topics and chatted like ordinary people, "Glad you liked it. Dining with an old guy like me must be boring."

Lynch shrugged, "Learning is also boring, but knowledge guides humanity forward."

The subtle flattery improved the mayor's mood. After a few more casual chats, Lynch said goodbye to him.

Back home, he called Arthur to gather information on Listoan's assets in Sabin City.

From the dinner with the mayor, he could feel that even if Gap wasn’t found, the mayor would try everything to keep Listoan and Neo in Sabin City.

Since this company was bound to collapse, why not prepare to carve it up where it fell?

Capital growth was never about hard work but plunder.

While handling some company matters, Vera brought a pot of coffee.

She rarely entered Lynch's study. Though Lynch never forbade it, she wouldn’t enter unless Lynch was there, out of respect for his privacy and secrets. She knew how to respect a man, including a boy.

But this time was different. Sometimes Vera would bring coffee but leave immediately. This time, she sat in the chair opposite Lynch.

"Something wrong?" Lynch put down the document and looked at Vera.

She nodded slightly, her face a bit red, looking somewhat embarrassed, "I want to go back tomorrow. It should be fine now."

Lynch took less than two seconds to figure out the situation, "Someone said something?"

It looked like a question, but he spoke as if he was certain.

Vera didn’t confirm or deny it, which made Lynch even more sure.

He frowned, "You can't go back for now. About Mr. Gap's situation, I just asked the mayor at dinner..."

His words immediately caught Vera's attention.

"Mr. Gap has become a key figure in the Listoan Group’s fight against the mayor and the governor. He seems to know something important.

"From the current situation, it seems Neo and the others planned to hide or send Mr. Gap away, but they obviously failed. Mr. Gap didn't cooperate and escaped.

"If you go back now, they might see you as a breakthrough, kidnap you, hurt you, force you to reveal things you don't know."

The more Lynch spoke, the more worried Vera looked, with a trace of fear in her eyes.

If a woman got kidnapped... Reality wasn't a film where kidnappers would treat her well, and she could throw a tantrum over bad food.

Those people would only hurt, humiliate, and force her.

The room suddenly became quiet.

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