When Jenia returned, the two gentlen with Lynch quickly smiled and left.
She ca with Lynch and was Lynch’s companion, so these people naturally knew what to do.
When male guests and their female companions are together, it’s best not to disturb them, whether they have sothing to say or are just avoiding others approaching them.
Whether it’s small talk, a visit, or just wanting to et, don’t do it. It’s not polite and lacks so safety.
"You’re quite popular!" Jenia continued to hold Lynch’s arm. "I’m a little hungry, let’s get sothing to eat!"
The two walked towards the chef as Lynch explained that from the start of sumr to late autumn is the Federation’s art boom season, lasting for about four months.
During these four months, various art galleries in Bupen will be open, and Bupen’s people can enjoy all kinds of bizarre art exhibitions.
Of course, the most impressive are the "art performances" by vegetarian and animal protection organizations, where they have girls pretend to be animals like cows or sheep, naked, lying on plates or beside fur products.
They also sprinkle so red fuel to represent "blood," reminding people to treat animals well.
Besides them, the marches organized by the feminists are also must-see events, with many young girls in shorts and bare-chested, holding banners on the streets and loudly reading slogans about won’s rights to enjoy everything n have, including showcasing their bodies in public --
Wearing shorts because displaying certain organs is considered a cri, but being bare-chested is not.
This is the most noteworthy "performance art" every year, followed by the art exhibitions of famous artists and so personal exhibitions of artists never heard of.
The two went to the right side of the restaurant. Besides a cold buffet table, there were live chefs cooking at the event.
They each ordered so food and then found a place to sit.
Jenia played with a curled strand of hair by her temple, "I rember you have a film production company?"
"Accurately speaking, it’s a company I’ve invested in, Fox Film Corporation. You might have heard of it."
Jenia nodded with sudden understanding, "I’ve seen your films, both parts of ’Lynch’s Adventure’. They say those are real events that happened to you, is that true?"
Talking about this brought so interest to Lynch, "Of course. Actually, there are many things not suitable for the public to know. Did you know, deep in the forests of Nagariel, so Cannibal Race still live there..."
Adventure and curiosity always attract people’s attention. Humans are naturally curious and full of a desire to explore the unknown.
The two chatted for a while about Lynch’s astonishing adventures before Jenia laughed and admitted she didn’t believe everything Lynch said, "You ntioned during a cultural exchange with our ministers that the two countries should co-produce so films. The troupe leader just told we might finalize so projects during this diplomatic visit."
"Do you have suitable scripts?" Lynch asked in return.
Co-producing a film between two countries isn’t as simple as establishing a project and then shooting. Who provides the script? How is the script inclined? What are the characters like? Who leads the filming? Who directs the performance? All of these need lengthy discussions.
Especially after the Federation announced a new military project, the Gafura people followed closely, making the already tense atmosphere between the two countries even more strained.
This competition isn’t a good sign, even if both nations are in the sa camp.
There is already speculation that if another world-spanning war breaks out in the future, there will inevitably be a battle between Gafura and the Bail Federal.
No matter how both sides deny this possibility, everyone knows it’s not false.
First, one is enough; there’s absolutely no need for two!
The Gafura delegation visits at this ti to ease tensions. They’re not ready for a full-scale competition with the Federation, or the world, until the Alia region stabilizes.
Politically, militarily, economically, culturally, socially...
Jenia shook her head, "We don’t have anything particularly suitable; perhaps this co-production plan could be divided into two parts, one led by you and the other by us."
"Saying it’s a co-production of two countries is more like we make ours, and you make yours, but we’ll use actors from each other’s countries..."
The waiter served them food, and once he left, Lynch continued while working his knife and fork, "That could work fine. I have a co-production opportunity, and maybe we can collaborate."
Jenia showed so interest, "What genre?"
"Anti-war!"
The anti-war genre has always been a sensitive topic. People need to face mistakes, which ans soone must admit those mistakes. Typically, it’s the defeated country that has to admit fault.
But everyone knows, often the defeated country wasn’t necessarily the one who made the mistake; they just lost the right to speak in this "ga."
Those who instigate wars are the real wrongdoers, yet they sotis erge as victors.
Just like now, no one accuses Gafura of sparking wars everywhere; people only say that defeated nations presumptuously challenged the dignity of the world’s top sequence and suffered destructive defeats due to their overestimation.
This genre remains sensitive; defeated nations don’t want to shoot it, and victorious nations are reluctant to.
But it’s a unique genre, and making an anti-war film co-produced by two countries at this ti is bound to win awards!
Jenia licked her lips at a bit of oil at the corner, "Do you still need a female lead?"
Lynch appeared a bit troubled, "I already have soone in mind, but if you have a deeper understanding of the script, perhaps I could let you try."
"Where’s the script?"
"In my room!"
...
Three days later, Lynch left the Half Mountain villa holding his back. During these three days, Jenia had been staying with him, but despite various ans, she gleaned nothing deeper than the visit’s explicit purposes.
No deeper implications were present.
As a special advisor to the Security Committee, Lynch possesses a strong sense of mission, always eager to dedicate himself to the country.
Leaving now, mainly because an old acquaintance arrived in the Federation, he must host and et with them while discussing other matters.
At around ten in the morning, at the port east of Bupen, Lynch t Drag.
Now he’s no longer a provincial governor, just an ordinary retired Federation citizen, receiving a top-level pension of $750 a month, rely a man hoping for a peaceful retirent.
"Mr. Lynch..." Seeing Lynch filled Drag with emotion. Just three days ago, he was still one of the New Federation’s legislators in Nagariel. Now, he’s just an ordinary person.
Unwilling to bow to anyone, as a provincial governor, a local emperor, he maintained his dignity even during the height of Federation invasions.
But at this mont, he bowed down.
Losing power ant losing the ans to defy Federation people and Lynch.
When wielding substantial power, he had the right to face Lynch directly, but now, he’s just a common man, and this place is the Federation, Lynch’s domain.
Reality is stark like this, stark yet it seems like a hackneyed statent, but it is the harsh truth of reality.
Lynch rely stood as Drag approached him, extending his hand with a vibrant smile, "Welco, Mr. Drag. While I can’t represent the Federation and all its people to welco you, I can sincerely represent myself. Welco!"
"It’s your wisest choice, that I can assure you!"
Drag’s smile was slightly forced. Without sunglasses, perhaps to see the world clearer, he said, "I hope you can look after and my family, as I’m now just an ordinary person."
Lynch slightly added, "An ordinary person worthy of respect because you’ve chosen the side of righteousness!"
He paused, released the handshake, "Get in the car; I’ll show you around here. You’ll be living here soon, but don’t worry about a dull retirent. More visitors will soon follow!"
This remark left Drag a bit anxious. He entered the nanny car Lynch prepared, first astonished by the vehicle’s opulent interior, never imagining a car could be so lavish inside.
With soft sofas flanking both sides, together with a wine cabinet and a small dance floor, this was truly a moving pleasure venue!
Sitting down and facing Lynch, he couldn’t comprehend his aning, "I don’t quite understand. Who will visit : enemies or adversaries?"
Lynch had refreshnts served and handed two glasses of wine, gesturing with a chuckle, "Apologies, I wasn’t clear. It’ll actually be so TV program crews. Your arrival will rally a kind of strength and confidence among the Federation’s people."
"The Federation will focus on promoting such aspects. Soon you’ll partake in nurous TV programs where you should explain to the public why you chose to settle in the Federation, discussing so past issues in Nagariel."
"You see, people always wish to be right and just, not just you or . The President and even our citizens all hope we stand on the side of justice!"
He lifted his glass, "To our eting here in the Federation!"
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