"You shouldn't do this!"

　　 "You should do this!"

When people teach experience, if they only tell the person who receives the experience how to choose and how to do it, but don’t tell them what the consequences will be if they choose the wrong option, and don’t tell them what the outcome will be if they succeed, it’s not impressive. Remember these things.

　　 Just like this moment, a new wave of public opinion is about to start soon. After discussing the rights and interests of overseas federal people, after the initial irrationality, people are beginning to deal with this issue rationally.

　　 The same thing happened again, how should we face it?

　　 Is it to stand up and ask the other party to give us the rights we deserve, or to treat these indifferently as if nothing happened?

　　 Some people say that this is the best time to promote the "Overseas Security Law," but the last key thing is missing, that is, comparison.

　　 To make people aware of the great value of the "Overseas Security Law", the role and significance of people's property safety and life safety, the whole society will make every effort to promote this matter.

　　 While Lynch was reading the newspaper, a phone call came to the phone outside the restaurant.

　　 He glanced, and the maid brought the phone up——

　　 Many phones in the room have very long telephone lines. This is a type of phone that is specially provided for those who are wealthy.

　　 The manufacturer uses very advanced high-end materials. While ensuring that these phones are very beautiful, there is also a retractable wire reel in the base of the phone.

　　 As long as you hold the phone, you can easily take the phone away. The phone line will not be the reason for people to do this. It will be pulled out of the small hole in the phone line bit by bit.

　　 When the call is over, put it back to its original place, press the small button, and the shrinking reel will rewind the phone cord on the reel without dragging the phone line everywhere.

　　 The maid put down the phone and backed out of the restaurant.

　　 As soon as Lynch picked up, the voice inside couldn't wait to hear, "Mr. Lynch, I have a business here. Are you interested in it?"

　　 Lynch picked up the napkin and touched the corner of his mouth that was not stained with oil. He took out the cigarette case, knocked out one, and held it to his mouth.

With a ding sound, the million-dollar lighter produced a flame and lit a cigarette.

　　 When the tobacco leaves were scorched by the flame, there was a peculiar, crisp sound, which was so faint that it was almost inaudible.

　　The **** of the lit cigarette suddenly lit up, and the fingers holding it seemed to feel a burst of heat radiation.

　　 "What business?", he pours out smoke, which is invisible and invisible in the air, slowly floating upwards, and finally blending with the air.

　　 The voice on the phone sounds like a thirty-something, with some pride, or arrogance, that is hard to hide.

　　 "A big deal!"

With a scream, the smoke that Lynch spit out was like an arrow, and it shot into the distance. He shook his head, "Sorry, I don't know you, you may have made a mistake!"

　　 He hung up the phone and picked up the newspaper again. He didn't forget to point to the maid outside the restaurant by the way, "Bring me a cup of coffee, no sugar."

　　 At this time, on the other side of the telephone line, a middle-aged man in his thirties looked at the phone in his hand in disbelief. He couldn't believe that Lynch actually hung up his phone!

　　 You know, he is a member of the Duncan family...Although his equity is barely one ten thousandth.

　　 But this is not the least among 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, but at the same time, he had an incredible feeling that no one had ever dared to treat him this way!

　　 The chatting gentlemen sitting in the room were talking. They seemed to have noticed the situation here. Someone asked, "Did Lynch agree?"

　　 The young middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment. After he recovered, he shook his head, and put the receiver back on the base of the phone in a daze, "He... hung up my call."

　　 The talking and laughing people in the room suddenly stopped all the conversation and smiles, and they looked at the young middle-aged man at the same time.

　　 The young middle-aged man is a little nervous. Outside he is the "adult" of the Duncan family, but here, he is just the most inconspicuous one.

　　 "He said he didn't recognize me, so he hung up the phone." He shook his head, "I don't think we need to hand over this business to him. He is nothing at all."

　　 People's conversation resumed, but their voices were lower than the enthusiasm before.

　　 The person who spoke first glanced at the young middle-aged man, "Uncle Geruno made the decision. If you are dissatisfied with his decision, you can go to his study and tell him what you think."

　　 Some people couldn't help but laugh, they probably already 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 are walking on the street, people will not chase after them because their last name is so noble, but people will chase after stars like toys.

　　 When people talk about the most powerful people in the Confederation, they always talk about people who, in their opinion, are not even worthy of giving shoes to the Duncan family.

　　 They are so great, yet so far away from society, which makes many people become somewhat inexplicably arrogant.

This is probably a kind of feeling that "my excellence is only known by myself, and when you know it, we can't be friends as equals". It can be said to be a kind of internal show, but it is more of a boredom. Show.

　　 The young middle-aged man shook his head, not daring to say a word.

　　 The person who started talking again said, "Since you don't plan to do this, keep calling Lynch and tell him that we have a deal with him to discuss."

　　 "Uncle Geruno must want to get an answer as soon as possible, do you understand what I mean?" After he said that, he withdrew his unkind eyes, and changed his face to chat with the people around him cordially.

　　 The young middle-aged man standing by the phone changed his face and could only pick up the phone again.

　　 "Mr. Lynch, I apologize to you for my bad tone. I belong to the Duncan family...", he said his name, "We have a business we want to entrust to you..."

　　 Lynch was listening to the phone, drinking coffee, and looking at the maid’s skirt.

　　 He swears, he is not looking at that girl's butt, but is studying what type of pleats are on the silk edge of her short skirt.

　　 The maid also seemed to want to show off that her dress was good-looking, beautiful, and lightweight. She was dangling not far from Lynch and occasionally bending down.

　　 The coffee this morning was delicious!

Lin Qi took a sip of coffee and licked his lips. He appreciated it for more than ten seconds before he came back to his senses, "I don’t like talking business on the phone. If you have anything to meet with me, if you know my company where……"

　　 He hung up the phone again, then picked up the newspaper, but his eyes fell on the maid’s skirt.

　　 The other young middle-aged man was at a loss. He didn't know if Lynch was crazy or what happened. He actually hung up the phone twice.

　　Although he is a small person with little weight within the Duncan family, he called Lynch this time and it was Mr. Geruno, the patriarch of the Duncan family.

　　 Lynch, do you really understand nothing?

　　 Of course Lynch understands, and he also knows a lot of things that no one else understands.

　　 "Mr. Lynch, please put your legs back..."

　　 Lynch put her legs away, the girl turned around and bent over and started cleaning the floor under the dining table. In fact, this job should be done after Lynch left, not now.

　　 Looking at the skirt that was less than a foot away from him, Lynch suddenly wanted to feel its fabric and feel.

　　 "It didn't seem to be you last time..." In order to reduce some embarrassment, Lynch chatted casually.

　　 There is no professional management team here to manage the house and life for Lynch. These maids and temporary housekeepers are all dispatched by the community.

　　 When Lynch comes back to live, he will tell the community from when to live, and the community management company will arrange for someone to come and take care of him.

　　 After he leaves, these people will go to the next location or temporarily lose their jobs.

　　 It is not easy to find a job in this period, not to mention that the salary is high, the job is easy, and you can guarantee that your dignity is not violated.

　　 The maid seemed to be very happy that Lynch also liked her short skirts. Instead of turning around or standing upright, she continued to bend over to work, showing that she was very dedicated to her work.

　　 "Yes, Mr. Lynch, I only joined at the end of last year..." The movement in her hand suddenly stopped, she bit her lip and started to move again.

　　 Lynch nodded, "What did you do before?"

　　 He explained his motivation a little bit, "It seems that you are not very proficient in this job~lightnovelpub.net~I used to be the front desk of the company, and also worked as a model for a while..."

　　 Lynch understood now, "No wonder..."

　　 He didn't say anything "no wonder", he just retracted his hand. He was familiar enough with the feel of the dress 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, a little expectant, a little nervous, and a little 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 give her ten hours a day.

　　 This salary is definitely more 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 increase her salary, but more importantly, it will become a stable job. She does not need to think about where to make money to support herself when no one uses her.

　　Some girls even have some other ideas. They didn't work as maids in the beginning, but had other purposes.

　　The service company in the community also knows this very well. They can hire so many high-quality girls at a relatively low price. As long as they are not too much, they can be treated as if they haven't seen it!

　　 As for whether they can stay or not, it depends on their own ability.

　　 Lynch stopped and looked at her sideways, the girl didn't know where to put her nervous hands.

"I will think about it!"