Chapter 2909

Lynch couldn't stand Connor's uncomfortable scenes, so he refused and hoped that Connor could be happy.

Connor accepted Lynch's wishes completely. In fact, he was not very adaptable at first, but after he got used to it, he found that it was nothing.

For a person addicted to pleasure, Connor actually no longer cares about who is who and who, all he wants is the ultimate happiness brought by extreme indulgence and enjoyment!

While Connor was already looking forward to the party in the evening, Deland had already pushed open the door to the office of the Conservative Party Committee Chairman, the former whip.

He knocked on the door and stood outside, "Do you have time?"

The party whip looked at this young and overly young face, thinking that in the past few months he had been able to complete almost all the work independently without any reminder from himself, and he felt a little annoyed.

You have the fucking identity and background to tell me earlier. Now that you have suddenly joined the board of directors, the opposition within the Conservative Party who were suppressed by Lynch are beginning to be dissatisfied with him again.

If you can't even figure out the identity of one of your own, does this mean that the Conservative Party is about to be doomed?

Maybe Dilland is Lynch, or Connor steps in to completely eliminate a pawn of the Conservative Party!

They had reason to resent the inaction of the whip, who had only hung up on a phone call to scold him before DeLand arrived.

That son of a bitch scolded me harshly, and his temper is not very good now.

Even if he is a good man, he will not have a good temper even if he is scolded all the time.

The whip thought for a few seconds, then nodded.

Diland walked into the office and sat down in a seat that did not belong to him without the consent of the party whip. Then he pushed open the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and held it in his hand, "..., there is a fire. ?"

The party whip didn't react. He started touching his pocket as if he had encountered the same situation many times, but he didn't find a lighter in his pocket.

Diland pointed to his vest, "You must have put it in the inner pocket again."

The party whip was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and touched the lighter. He walked over with a smile and said, "You still know better..."

With a ding sound, the lighter was pushed, and the crisp but charming trembling sound of the reed echoed in the office, but the expression of the party whip froze.

He looked at Diland's overly young face in disbelief, his hands trembled slightly, and he was even speechless.

He rarely smokes, and in order to maintain his decent demeanor and appearance, he puts a lighter in his vest pocket——

It is worth mentioning here that the federation's formal attire is just right and a bit looser than the formal attire of Gaevra. This is also a manifestation of the federal people's pursuit of freedom and enjoyment.

Gevra's formal dress is just right, and it may even look a little...tight, but it can also make those better figures shine through.

The formal attire of the federal people is more like casual attire, loose and baggy, which is why those who buy ready-to-wear wear formal attire to give people a very funny feeling.

They can never match the clothes. They are either a little thinner or a little bigger. Only custom-made ones can be just right.

Even if it's a formal suit that's just right, if you put a pure copper lighter in your pocket, it will deform the suit.

This is not conducive to the party whip maintaining his own image, so he will put the lighter in the pocket of his vest so that the outer formal attire will not be high on one side and low on the other.

In the entire Conservative Party, apart from party leaders, committee chairs, and several candidates, there is only one person left who can let him light cigarettes for the other party in person: the director of the party development office.

It is difficult to describe their relationship with the party whip simply. They appear not to be close to each other in front of others, but they still have a good relationship in private.

In particular, the later chairman of the committee proved that his political ability was no worse than that of the previous one. Even if the party whip did not admit it with his mouth, he was convinced in his heart.

Otherwise, he would not continue to do this job.

At this time, this familiar feeling came to his mind again. After a few seconds of daze, he took another step forward, "I thought you were dead."

There was a slight vibrato when he spoke.

After all, everyone knew that after the previous United Conservative Party candidate for committee chair failed to assassinate Catherine, he chose to commit suicide.

Diland, a non-smoker, still didn't smoke. The smoke swirled around in his mouth, just like Cleve, and then spit it out.

"I saw the photo..." The party whip took back the lighter, which was already a little hot, with a strange expression. "...There is a big hole in your skull. I don't think you can survive like that."

Diland tilted his head, "But you definitely didn't look into that hole. There is no brain in it!"

He pointed to his temple, "You may not know it well, but there is now a kind of surgery that allows us to directly transplant the brain into a new body, thus achieving... You saw it, that's it."

The party whip took a breath of cold air, "It's really terrible technology. You can...how can you prove that you are you?"

Diland laughed a few times, "I don't need them to believe that I am who I am. I just need to let them see that everything will be fine after I come back. That's enough!"

"Listen, I know these people better than you do. I know exactly what they want. As long as you give them enough pacifiers, they will listen to you quietly."

"So it doesn't matter who I am. Even if I am Lynch's person, the result will be the same to them. As long as the benefits are sufficient, even if they become Lynch's person, they will not resist. !”

The party whip clenched his fists and said, "Should I say welcome back?" His expression was complicated. He also clearly realized that his position as chairman of the party committee might not be around for long.

Before I sat on it, I thought it was not a good position, and I even rejected Lynch's idea of ​​making him the chairman of the committee many times. But after I actually sat on it, I felt a little reluctant to leave it.

Maybe he saw something hidden behind the complicated expressions of the Party Whip, including joy, relaxation, reluctance, and relief...

Diland stood up and patted his arm, "Don't think so bad. I'm not here to take your position. We will still be partners, but this time, we need different identities."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, picked up the phone, and handed the receiver to the party whip, "Call and ask them all out. We need to complete the tasks assigned to us by Lynch as soon as possible."

"This is a rare opportunity, and it won't happen again in a short time. We must let people know as soon as possible, 'We (Conservatives) are back'!"

The party whip was very excited after hearing this. He is actually very adaptable to this job. He is like a machine without any emotions. He does whatever others ask him to do and does it strictly!

The calls continued to be broadcast, but Diland never smoked the cigarette in his hand. He just quietly watched it burn out, burn to ashes, and then roll down on the carpet!

"I……"

"came back!"

The knock on the door made Silani stand up nervously. She looked at her husband standing at the door of the bedroom, her expression a little...distorted.

But it soon calmed down again.

The man walked in and hugged her, "You can refuse. Connor and I talked about it. At any time, as long as we call stop, everything will stop."

In fact, it was difficult to stop this matter. When the president and board of directors of his company knew that he was going to take Slaney to Connor's party, they gave him a death order.

He must, must meet all of Connor's requirements. Even if he asks Slanni in front of him and asks him to help shout cheers, he must bite the bullet and complete it.

Global Communication Group is too big, there are too many companies working for it, and many companies are competing for these spots!

If you want stable profits and improved performance, you must have the middle and upper management of the group company to take care of them.

But those people, even if there are ten thousand in total, are not as good as Connor!

These people don't put it so tactfully, they must either obey or pack up and get out!