0994 What the people hope for is justice

Seeing Lynch walk back like nothing had changed, Vera asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..." Lynch picked up the knife and fork and continued to enjoy a hearty lunch. "Someone has had a little trouble in the business, and I have someone to correct them."

It sounds like a small trouble, but this small trouble will kill at least two or three hundred people.

Vera noticed Lynch's emotional change. She couldn't tell how she did it, but she just noticed it.

Instead of continuing to ask, she continued what they were doing, dining, and chatting, and laughter appeared again.

After lunch, there will be a lunch break, that is, a time to sleep.

People only saw the President running in the park at 5:30 in the morning, and arrived at the company to start working at 7 o'clock, but they couldn't see him having a nap after lunch.

No one will report these things because they have no value for reporting. Instead, they keep telling the public, "The people who have succeeded work harder than you who have not succeeded. Why do you blame the injustice of fate while not working hard?"

"It's time to work hard to contribute your strength to capitalists and prove your worth!"

It's so touching, I'm almost crying!

OK, this is just an off-topic.

After watching the little boy return to the room and lying on the bed with Lynch and Vera, they left the little boy's room after watching the little boy's room with noon.

"Thank you very much for being with us for the day, and I can do it myself next.", standing in the living room, Vera looked at Lynch, "I know you have something important, don't worry about us."

Lynch did not say anything hypocritical to fit the scene at this time, so he walked up to hug Vera, and then quickly left.

He does need time to solve these problems.

When he arrived at Blackstone Security Headquarters, all the company's senior management gathered together.

Lynch looked at the latest report and said nothing. The only thing left in the conference room was the sound of whether he was flipping the documents.

"Two thirty-nine people, a little higher than what I heard at noon. Is this the final number of people, or will it continue to grow next?" He looked at the executives, and no one answered him at this time, because everyone could not guarantee that the next battle would not die.

Lynch's eyes were like a knife at this time. Everyone was avoiding the gaze with him. He looked around and looked at the documents in front of him. "No results have been achieved. So many people have died. I still have to explain to the families of these deceased. This is a troublesome thing."

"How is the discussion on the scene? Are there any new combat plans?"

The head of the First Operations Office, who was sitting on the left, nodded, "Yes, they planned to reorganize the attack after they had placed some wounded people."

Lynch nodded, "I'm listening, keep going."

The director of the First Operations Office looked at the others, and no one met his eyes. He could only continue with his teeth, "They sent a simple combat plan and planned to launch a new round of attacks this evening."

"Before that, they had six hours to cut off public and communication facilities such as water, power, TV stations, etc., and then wait until the sky was a little darker, and then from another direction

0994 What the people hope for is justice

Seeing Lynch walk back like nothing had changed, Vera asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..." Lynch picked up the knife and fork and continued to enjoy a hearty lunch. "Someone has had a little trouble in the business, and I have someone to correct them."

It sounds like a small trouble, but this small trouble will kill at least two or three hundred people.

Vera noticed Lynch's emotional change. She couldn't tell how she did it, but she just noticed it.

Instead of continuing to ask, she continued what they were doing, dining, and chatting, and laughter appeared again.

After lunch, there will be a lunch break, that is, a time to sleep.

People only saw the President running in the park at 5:30 in the morning, and arrived at the company to start working at 7 o'clock, but they couldn't see him having a nap after lunch.

No one will report these things because they have no value for reporting. Instead, they keep telling the public, "The people who have succeeded work harder than you who have not succeeded. Why do you blame the injustice of fate while not working hard?"

"It's time to work hard to contribute your strength to capitalists and prove your worth!"

It's so touching, I'm almost crying!

OK, this is just an off-topic.

After watching the little boy return to the room and lying on the bed with Lynch and Vera, they left the little boy's room after watching the little boy's room with noon.

"Thank you very much for being with us for the day, and I can do it myself next.", standing in the living room, Vera looked at Lynch, "I know you have something important, don't worry about us."

Lynch did not say anything hypocritical to fit the scene at this time, so he walked up to hug Vera, and then quickly left.

He does need time to solve these problems.

When he arrived at Blackstone Security Headquarters, all the company's senior management gathered together.

Lynch looked at the latest report and said nothing. The only thing left in the conference room was the sound of whether he was flipping the documents.

"Two thirty-nine people, a little higher than what I heard at noon. Is this the final number of people, or will it continue to grow next?" He looked at the executives, and no one answered him at this time, because everyone could not guarantee that the next battle would not die.

Lynch's eyes were like a knife at this time. Everyone was avoiding the gaze with him. He looked around and looked at the documents in front of him. "No results have been achieved. So many people have died. I still have to explain to the families of these deceased. This is a troublesome thing."

"How is the discussion on the scene? Are there any new combat plans?"

The head of the First Operations Office, who was sitting on the left, nodded, "Yes, they planned to reorganize the attack after they had placed some wounded people."

Lynch nodded, "I'm listening, keep going."

The director of the First Operations Office looked at the others, and no one met his eyes. He could only continue with his teeth, "They sent a simple combat plan and planned to launch a new round of attacks this evening."

"Before that, they had six hours to cut off public and communication facilities such as water, power, TV stations, etc., and then wait until the sky was a little darker, and then from another direction
Chapter completed!