If the power plant explosion made people realize Lynch’s decisiveness, then the frequent attacks on patrols in the following days chilled people’s hearts.
In this straightforward world, there are no philosophically rich sayings like "As the saying goes," yet human wisdom still sparks so brilliant insights, such as the idea that "You can’t always keep your eyes on one thing."
This saying nicely highlights the relationship between "being a thief for a thousand days" and "guarding against a thief for a thousand days," and it also shows that other languages and cultures do have so rit.
In these past few days, every night the entire city has been cloaked in darkness, and patrols have been frequently attacked.
Initially, only a few people had accidents, but soon it was more than ten, and by the fourth night, two patrols, eighteen people in total, had disappeared!
Without a sound, without even gunfire, they vanished into the night.
Nights in Zulis are very quiet. If you slightly use your sphincter to constrain the gas expanding from a fart, people in the house next door might hear it, let alone gunfire, which can be heard throughout the city.
Yet during these nights when incidents occurred, there was no gunfire. At one point, the outpost even thought that maybe these two patrols were experiencing severe fear and had deserted, considering desertion seems to be a tradition in the army.
Only later, when they found the corpses of so of them, did they realize these people had been murdered.
Subsequently, Darkstone Security reported new results in bandit suppression, ntioning that so key anti-governnt forces had slipped through and warned agencies across Alia to be cautious of retaliation.
See, they even found excuses.
This also made the rchants in the Empire district a bit frightened; Lynch truly dared to kill, yet no one could find fault with him.
Soone like him, who has a certain diplomatic status, is indeed difficult to deal with, not to ntion potentially causing international disputes. If anything valuable is found out, he can directly return to his country, as he holds a layer of diplomatic status. Unless Gafura wishes to break ties with the Federation, they cannot stop diplomatic personnel from returning.
Impossible to kill, ruthless and daring, people now understand that he is indeed a major problem!
After Lynch demonstrated fully that he was a hedgehog, the rchants beca docile.
On the fifth day of the blackout, so repaired generator units started operating again. Seeing the room’s light bulb flicker briefly before emitting a faint glow, the Gafura people in the Empire district all began to cheer.
In this less than a week’s ti, they had truly had enough, with every household using torches and candles.
But regardless of which was used, they would blacken the walls and weren’t bright enough. The whole society seed to have reverted directly to ancient tis, with the darkness concealing fear-inducing things.
Now, electricity finally returned, and people discovered an unrecognized desire for light, electricity, and technology.
It was also during the power restoration that the phone in front of Lynch rang.
"This is Lynch..."
There was so crackling sound from the receiver, then a stranger’s voice told Lynch to wait a bit, followed by so electrical noises, indicating a transfer.
After about a minute of ssing around, the phone finally beca quiet again, then a familiar voice appeared.
"Sorry, Lynch, the board decided to bypass and speak directly with Soron..." Wardrick’s cold voice carried a bit of anger.
During these past days, he also tried to salvage this situation. On one hand, he had promised Lynch he was the only choice, but now the board’s direct interference made him passive; on the other, he didn’t want to be led by the board.
The CEO and the board are never on the sa line. The CEO will have his own ideas, and the board will have theirs.
The shareholders who hold group company stocks may seem to have no real power in the company, but they often possess the power to impeach all subsidiary CEOs, including the group CEO, at any ti.
anwhile, on major issues, board mbers can initiate board etings or shareholder etings for voting.
This creates a social phenonon where the board, which shouldn’t and doesn’t have much executive power, can often bypass the CEO to interfere in matters, sotis even opposing the CEO’s position.
For all major company, group, and conglorate CEOs, they must not only be wary of comrcial competitors, but also watch out for backstabs.
Wardrick’s words left Lynch montarily perplexed, "Soron?"
"Which Soron?"
Wardrick said a bit embarrassedly, "Sedel Governor’s heir..."
Only then did Lynch realize what had transpired during the blackout, he furrowed his brows tightly, a surge of anger and even rage welled up instantly.
He’s co to the frontlines to contribute to the Federation’s developnt, yet the people in the background not only don’t lighten his load but seem to be stabbing him so hard that the arm is a blur, and the blood erupts like a fountain.
But he quickly cald down; he had encountered worse situations than this. For instance, he once thought those people would never confess the truth, since these were life-threatening matters, yet they all did.
Compared to now, this thing is not so despairing.
"It’s not your fault, I understand."
Capitalists always have no stance, or rather their position always highly aligns with profits. From the subsequent conversation with Mr. Wardrick, he already understood the reason.
A bigger market.
More profit.
If they could completely open up Gafura’s thermal power generation market and gain so industry discourse power, besides the various benefits that Gafura could bring to the enterprise, there is also the possibility for their generator sets to control the market share of power facilities in developed countries worldwide.
This enormous allure is filled with deadly temptation for those greedy and ugly capitalists on the board; aren’t they willing to forgo their dignity just to earn more money?
Not to ntion if a president has different opinions, if Mr. Wardrick continues to counteract, the people on the board might consider him no longer suitable for that position and vote him out.
This is also why Lynch can understand him; he knows that sotis a non-equity president feels powerless in front of the board.
After Mr. Wardrick comforted Lynch for a few words, he hung up the phone; if he continued talking, he would only feel more ashad.
Just as the phone call ended, there ca another one.
Still following the sa procedure, the person calling this ti was sowhat beyond Lynch’s expectations, it was Ferrari.
"I don’t know how you still got this phone number..." Lynch felt a bit odd as soon as he spoke; Ferrari’s "level" was sowhat low. This wasn’t looking down on him; it was a fact.
Lynch’s current affairs aren’t entirely for himself, so the Federation would relatively offer him so protection. If he didn’t personally give soone a call, the average person wouldn’t be able to trace his communication thod abroad.
Ferrari’s voice didn’t seem so relaxed either, which prompted Lynch to have not-so-good thoughts, "Soone gave this number. I called to let you know you might have so small troubles now."
"People from the Federal Tax Bureau have restarted the previous investigation against you and Fox. Old Fox has already been taken by them, and they seem to be collecting evidence related to you."
After listening, Lynch couldn’t help but laugh, but his expression was sowhat intimidating, "Looks like they intend to drive out of here!"
Undoubtedly, Lynch dares to vouch; as long as he leaves Alia, the Governor’s Mansion will publicly tender to the society, and the Tax Bureau’s investigation surely has sothing to do with Governor Sedel’s son, that Soren.
His options now are not many, only two.
First, stay and continue dealing with the situation here, and pray that Old Fox and all related people and evidence won’t have issues; as long as one link breaks, the whole circle collapses.
The second choice, imdiately abandon everything here and return to the Federation, personally lobby with the Tax Bureau people, find ways to fill the gaps and deficiencies, and finally get through this big trouble.
"Thank you for informing in ti; I’ll handle it cautiously..."
After hanging up the call, Lynch rubbed his fists, sat for a while, then couldn’t help but stand up, walked over to the window, and lit a cigarette.
Invisible and formless smoke slowly rose, much like human thoughts, elusive and without pattern.
After a good while, he had made a decision, he was going back to the Federation.
So things need to be thoroughly resolved, once and for all, while also teaching so people a lesson, letting them understand one truth: So people are hard to deal with and quite crazy.
When Lynch started packing, sold a ticket, and waited to return to the Federation, Governor Sedel was also on a call with Soren.
"...Lynch has already bought a ticket and is ready to leave; you did well over there." Governor Sedel had a bit of a smile on his face.
Lynch indeed is a very troubleso guy, bold and also knows how to leverage his advantages. If you don’t get rid of him, many things will be filled with variables.
But now he doesn’t have these concerns anymore, and at the sa ti, this also equates to teaching all foreign businessn in Alia a lesson.
No matter how capable they are, no matter what background they have, as long as they are on this land, they must follow the governor’s rules, and there’s no exception!
This warning effect will last a long ti until people voluntarily comply with all the rules here.
"Federation people only see interests; as long as enough money is given, they don’t care who they sell things to!"
"No faith, no awe, people on the roadside seem soul-lost; this is the Federation in my eyes!"
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