"Your trade fair could not be held as scheduled..."

When Lynch heard this sentence, he remembered some of the TV series he had watched before. The last sentence of the episode that ended the day before was never matched with the content in the review of the first episode the next day. An abrupt feeling.

　　 is like a cow with a horse face and a serious sense of incongruity. His TV series shouldn't be like this. This is not something on the script.

　　 Of course he didn’t get angry either. He just looked at the person across the desk, keeping his attitude towards work, smiling, "Mr. Ferrara, can you tell me why?"

　　 He repeated, "Why can't my trade fair be held on time? Maybe we can solve this problem."

Ferrer looked at Lynch’s eyes with satisfaction. He thought that Lynch would get angry, or say some swear words to him, or even rushed over with his fist. He was ready to deal with this, but Lin didn’t expect it to be. Qi didn't do that.

　　 He just sits behind the desk as before, talking calmly and rationally about the solution. 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.

Feralle nodded, "This is the reason why I came here. According to the laws of this state and the laws and regulations of this city, to organize a gathering of more than 50 people in public, you need to apply to the Social Service Bureau in advance. Mr. Lynch, you seem to have forgotten..." He pursed his mouth, showing a regretful expression, and the corners of his mouth fell down.

　　 It should be an unhappy expression, but for Lynch, even everyone can feel that he is actually laughing. This is a manifestation of his heart, and it also reflects that people are a very strange creature.

　　 What people see cannot interfere with the subjective feelings in people's hearts. This is like a pile of **** made of chocolate, and the eyes cannot be shaken by subjective and idealistic judgments.

　　 Those who really tasted it were not that their eyes were shaken by their decision, but that they really wanted to eat it, even if it was real shit.

　　Looking at the "smile" on Ferrara's face, Lynch knew that this matter would not be so troublesome. "I really didn't know there were such regulations. I thought that only parades and demonstrations need to apply in advance."

"The rally too!" Ferrer added again, and then he raised his wrist and glanced at the watch on his wrist. "There is less than an hour before the Social Service Bureau finishes work, but this application is at least It needs to be one week in advance, and your auction meeting will be held tomorrow, it's too late."

Lin Qi pursed his mouth and considered for a moment, he suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with this matter, "Mr. Ferrara, as you can see, my company, including myself, may have some common sense. I don’t know enough about sex..."

　　 Feralle nodded. Although this is not very common sense, it cannot be said to be unpopular knowledge that cannot be understood.

　　 The atmosphere in the Baylor Federation is relatively...free. At least the federal government says that. Everyone has the right to organize gatherings. Many people have organized such activities. But there are also some people who don't know these things.

　　 Laws and regulations in each region are different. For example, in some regions, you cannot make splashing noises when you pee, you cannot sing when you take a bath, and you will be arrested if someone calls the police.

　　Some places need to whistle when peeing outside. This is to remind others that someone is excreting here to avoid misunderstanding. If you do not whistle while peeing, 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 is in line with the regulations, but after taking a ride, you will be arrested by the police if you do the same thing again.

　　Sometimes people may be aware of the uncertainty, and they will go to the Social Service Bureau for consultation, but the attitude and process in that place are relatively slow, so more people will consult a lawyer.

　　 Use "common sense" to make money, which refers to some low-end law firms, who often do not stand in court and can only help employers solve some daily problems.

　　 Lynch puts a √ on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you very much for reminding me, Mr. Ferrara. This has saved me a lot of trouble. At the same time, I have a new idea. I don’t know if you are interested."

　　 Ferrara showed some curiosity appropriately, honestly speaking, since he entered the room, until now, the initiative has been firmly grasped by the young man in front of him.

In the prediction before Ferrara came, no matter what Lynch’s reaction, rage, or other reaction, the initiative will instantly change hands, allowing him to firmly grasp the initiative of this conversation and control this time. The rhythm and direction of the conversation.

The plan is perfect, just as perfect as Lynch’s plan. Only a small accident happened. Lynch was not angry, let alone furious, and did not sigh. He was not as calm as the parties involved, and at the same time he still had the initiative. , And trying to control the power of conversation, Ferrer's attitude towards Lynch has also undergone some changes.

He can look down on a young man who doesn't have any city government, because he can kill these people at any time, but he can't look down on a smart person with execution ability. The ghost knows when the other party will put a stone in his hand, and then Come tickle yourself.

　　 "Please say...", he not only corrected his attitude, but also corrected 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 with my work, and find some mistakes and omissions that I haven't noticed, and help me deal with some details."

　　 He spread out his hands as he said, "Mr. Ferrara, you know, I’ve just started my career. I don’t know many people in Sabine, but God is kind..."

Ferrara frowned. He realized what Lynch was going to say, and immediately after Lynch said what he had guessed, "If you don’t mind, Mr. Ferrara, I hope I can take your job. In the spare time, I will hire you to be my consultant. Of course, I will make a reasonable salary for this."

Lynch took out the checkbook and took out a beautiful pen, wrote a number on the checkbook, then tore the check from the checkbook and pushed it with his index finger, "This is this Monthly salary...", Lynch did not forget to remind ~lightnovelpub.net~After tax, I will let the accountant 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 because people are greedy for money, but because they are curious.

I am curious about how much a person like myself can be worth in the eyes of the other person. This is also a reference to my specific value in society. When bragging in the future, this is also a kind of conversation-"So-and-so opened **** to me at the beginning, I didn't help him at all." This can effectively raise one's worth.

　　 After they read it, they will put down the check to prove that they are not the kind of person the other party imagined.

　　Feralle lightly picked up the check and glanced at it, and grabbed his brows tightly. Five thousand yuan a month, this amount of money is no small amount.

　　 As the mayor's personal follower in the city hall, his monthly salary is not only 500 yuan on the surface, but the total amount he can get is only more than 1,000 yuan.

　　 He put the check back on the table, his tone a little troubled, "What do you mean?"

　　 Lynch shrugged, "I think what I just said is quite clear. I don't know much about some laws and regulations, and I don't know much about the procedures and procedures related to the government."

　　 "As far as I know, the official post is not the official position of the Sabine City Hall. The transaction between us is not an unethical transaction, and I do not need you to provide any illegal help."

　　 "I just need to consult some questions that I don't understand occasionally, or I'm in trouble for a while and I don't know how to solve it, and I will find a solution with you. It's that simple."

　　 Lynch’s tone was very sincere, "Can you help me, Mr. Ferrara, I look forward to your help!"