Darkstone Code-Chapter 809 - 807: Cheers to Friendship

"Look, who’s here!"

Before Lynch could get close to the social gathering, the President, who was chatting with others, turned towards Lynch under the butler’s whispering and softly called out.

This was actually to introduce Lynch to everyone, as not everyone knew him.

Saying this might make some people feel strange. How could someone as famous as Lynch not be recognized?

This is actually the most normal situation. People know "Lynch" but not his face. In this era where information is not advanced enough, there are too many situations where people know the name but have never seen what the other person looks like.

If the President didn’t call out Lynch’s name like this, some people might just watch from the side without interacting with him during the queuing process.

As one of the President’s sponsors, the President hopes that everyone here can become good friends, as that’s the only way everyone will continue to support him.

Lynch approached proactively, and the two shook hands, but the President didn’t let go, keeping a hold on Lynch’s hand.

"You arrived earlier than I expected, didn’t you go out on a date?" He made a little joke, and someone joined in with a laugh.

Talking about each other’s lovers or families is a sign of a very close relationship. The President talked about Lynch’s date in front of everyone, not only to express his closeness to Lynch but also to maintain the atmosphere.

A good atmosphere is very important for a party, and the party Lynch attended today could easily become a bit dull.

At this moment, someone stood up, "I vaguely remember two or three years ago, Mr. Lynch attended the President’s celebration dinner..."

The span of time was suddenly stretched, reflecting that the friendship between Lynch and the President wasn’t based on certain interests; it had a foundation.

After all, they had known each other for years, so isn’t it quite normal for their relationship to become closer now?

At various parties, there are always people like this playing important roles but never standing out, nor stealing the host’s limelight.

With this supporting person’s words, the President timely released Lynch’s hand, "You can chat with others first. We still have some time before the party officially starts."

He raised his wrist to glance at his watch, "In half an hour, this party has no serious theme; it’s just about grilling some meat, fishing, playing ball, and relaxing nerves in a busy and hectic life!"

He patted Lynch’s arm and left with a smile.

As soon as the President left, someone approached, "Mr. Lynch, we’ve met before."

The speaker was the supporting person who joined in the fun earlier. Lynch also smiled warmly, and as they shook hands, he said, "Was it at that celebration event a few years ago?"

He returned the supporting person’s earlier words, and this approach is not annoying. Both sides had friendly intentions, so they both laughed out loud.

"You might not know me, Mr. Lynch, but I’ve heard a lot about you."

"The young leader of the Federation, the youngest billionaire, an important board member of the United Development Company in Nagariel..." The supporting person gestured as if holding something up, "If I could get one of those titles, I’d wake up laughing in the middle of the night."

He said as he shook his arm vigorously, "My name is Dave, just call me Dave."

Lynch called out his name, and then their hands let go. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Dave made an inviting gesture, inviting Lynch to move towards a slightly quieter area.

This garden is so large that everyone was only occupying a small area. After just a few steps, there was no one around to disturb them.

"I heard about what you did in Nagariel and Amelia, and I’ve looked into your previous idea of ’Financial War.’ To be honest, it’s quite impressive!"

No one would dislike the way Dave talks. Every successful person has their method of success. You can’t think it’s a trick just because someone’s method seems low-class.

Success has no tricks.

Lynch nodded, "I didn’t expect you’d pay so much attention."

He didn’t know this person five minutes ago, and saying that was just a social way of speaking.

Dave nodded, "We’ve always been an observer. There’s a voice in society that we should get more involved, but at that time..."

He shook his head without detailing further. Everyone knew what kind of era that was, with escapism prevailing.

"If you had proposed this idea earlier, maybe we would have joined the world war in another way, changing the world through monetary power. That was precisely the time when the Federation’s economy was most prosperous."

"Of course, it’s not too bad now. We haven’t gained much, but we haven’t lost anything either."

"Mr. Lynch, do you think if there will be a second world war, what would cause it?"

"Land?"

"Resources?"

"Population?"

"Politics?"

"Or wealth?"

Lynch didn’t answer the question; instead, he asked, "Do you think there will be a second world war?"

Dave nodded seriously, "Isn’t it inevitable?"

"The countries involved in the First World War weren’t quite sure how to wage such a scale of war. In the past, wars might have been internal disputes within a country or wars between adjacent countries."

"People were unfamiliar with a war that involved the whole world, dividing it into two camps, so there were no significant achievements this time."

"Apart from signing various treaties that don’t actually have any value, no one gained substantive benefits."

"Even if the bones are broken, people forget the pain once healed, let alone no one suffered a fatal injury this time. War will inevitably break out again."

Lynch agreed with this view, "If war breaks out again, it will definitely be for interests..."

He didn’t elaborate on whose interests.

Undoubtedly, it would be to satisfy domestic public interests, to satisfy capitalists’ interests, especially the capitalists’ interests.

Since the end of the joint military exercises in the second half of the year, the entire world has fallen into a strange cycle, with countries continuously announcing military upgrade plans.

This includes domestic military industrial enterprises in the Federation, which have ushered in their best period in history.

Billions after billions of military expenses are poured into them each year. Now all major military industrial groups are furiously expanding, buying land to build laboratories, and factories everywhere, because the government gives so much, but they still want more.

This arms race plan will continue until the next world war. To increase more budgets, they will become one of the main forces pushing the war.

There are also other capitalists, like the United Development Company in Nagariel. If the rulers of Nagariel were to say "no" to the Federations now, the locals could achieve power freedom with the Federation’s help by tomorrow.

Wars have never been triggered by morals or similar things, it has always been interests.

Lynch and Dave talked for quite a while, from military wars to destroying the opponent’s productivity through dumping. He’s an interesting guy.

The two exchanged business cards and agreed to sit down and chat again sometime.

They talked long enough. No one can monopolize someone for too long, not even the President, so seven or eight minutes later, they returned to the crowd.

The President continued to chat with new guests arriving. Nearby, chefs were preparing dinner, placing various cuts of meat on large grills, while some partygoers were fishing by the lake, and others were playing golf.

There were no glaring lights, no dim lights, no enclosed spaces filled with body odor and the smell of hormones — the atmosphere here was so fresh it didn’t seem like a party.

Yet it was a party, a high-end one.

There were no ladies present today, only men. Once the last guest arrived, the chefs had almost completed the dinner preparations.

They cooked the grilled meat almost done, leaving a bit of the process for the guests to participate in.

At this period, people in the Federation hadn’t fully embraced eating semi-cooked beef that didn’t even need further processing for consumption.

"Before we tally the votes, we conducted a support rate survey. Among the Federation’s seventeen states, my current support rate is over seventy-seven percent..."

The President’s words attracted people’s attention, and they began applauding.

A seventy-seven percent support rate essentially guarantees his presidency.

The President’s face was filled with an uncontrollable, genuine smile; he was confident in his victory.

"None of this would be possible without your support. If you hadn’t selflessly helped me, I might not have come this far."

"After the former President stepped down, I was under a lot of pressure, as he left a mess for me, and I wasn’t willing to bear responsibilities that didn’t originally belong to me."

"But the support from people and you gave me motivation; you supported me to reach today..."

The President suddenly pointed at someone in the crowd, "Hey, put the checkbook down, I’m not asking for donations this time. I just want to sit and relax with everyone, as soon we’ll all have new responsibilities and face new circumstances!"

"I might not be a good President. I don’t understand many things well, which is why I need you by my side."

"That’s how it is now, that’s how it will be next month, and four years from now, it will always be like this in the future!"

"To our everlasting friendship, cheers!"