Darkstone Code

We often say that certain people are suited for certain jobs. But strictly speaking, no one is born suited for any kind of work. It's just that some people regard work merely as a job, a means of livelihood. So they not only fail to invest wholeheartedly but also feel bored, fatigued, and despair.

There are also people who see their work as a mission in life. Their purpose is to excel in their work, to perfect it, and to let themselves and their work shine brightly together.

Helen is well-suited to the role of a personal assistant. First of all, it doesn't tire her out. She simply selects invitations that she previously wasn't qualified to even receive and picks out the ones she thinks align with Lynch's image to present to him.

As for the others, she doesn't bother with them, though she casually mentions these invitations when discussing the schedule with Lynch.

Then, her tasks include accompanying Lynch to various events, interviews, carrying water for him, holding his bag, or doing other manageable duties.

It's not tiring, rather quite refreshing. More importantly, Lynch offers her a decent salary—eight hundred dollars a month.

Lynch always says she deserves this salary, but Helen knows very well that she's doing work any local street-goer could do. She understands that Lynch gives her such a generous salary because she needs to care for her family, including a sick sister.

He doesn't want her to feel like the salary is charity or pity. Helen is well aware of this; he says it to maintain her dignity, and this touches her deeply. Hence, she decides to do her job well.

At this moment, in her view, Lynch is sitting under the spotlight, happily chatting with a stylish female editor. This editor is the star editor of "Wave."

"Wave" is gradually becoming a phenomenal magazine. According to the magazine itself, every cover person has the power to change the world's landscape!

Although this statement is exaggerated, the people they invite each time are quite impressive, from business moguls to political leaders. Initially cold reception has now turned into recognition, indicating its success and glory.

This time, "Wave" invites Lynch to capture two popular topics: first is the Billion-Dollar Gentleman, and second is the United Development Company.

Compared to inviting real top celebrities like Mr. Pato and Mr. Wardrick, "Wave" appears slightly thin, and these top magnates would never accept any magazine's invitation, so they seldom consider inviting such people.

In contrast, Lynch is rising steadily; inviting him is much easier. Lynch accepted the invitation from "Wave," as it's indeed a good opportunity to promote himself.

He chats pleasantly with the female editor before him; such culturally and artistically inclined women with high academic backgrounds can elicit a certain degree of pleasure during conversations.

This pleasure is not a direct, physiological joy but more of a spiritual one, making you feel that the person before you comprehends you, beyond just mere conversation.

The term "kindred spirit" might be a bit blunt here, but it's quite close.

Lynch has had kindred spirits before, a feeling indescribable in words, as if the other person is another self.

A glance suffices, no need for words or actions, the other person understands all your thoughts, and you can keep up with their mind.

Even those who passed away years ago left similar sentiments. Money and power are at arm's reach, but finding someone who understands you and merges with you spiritually is difficult.

At this moment, Lynch felt somewhat like that. The conversation was pleasant.

"Mr. Lynch, our government and some social elites always promote Nagariel's importance to the Federation. We've indeed seen some large corporations and consortiums resume production these past months, with some factories receiving some orders."

"But these phenomena occur only within the United Development Company. In other words, for members of the United Development Company, Nagariel is valuable, but for those outside it, everything seems not as promising. How do you explain this issue?"

Despite the pleasant conversation, questions still need to be asked. Lynch doesn't mind; it's the female editor's job.

The question she raised is quite pointed. Or rather, a new contradiction arose to some extent. People have been saying Nagariel can bring development and revival to the Federation, but now it seems that only large corporations and members of the United Development Company benefit.

Then a different view emerged among civilians: Benefits brought by Nagariel are only for a few vested interests; the majority's lives and the Federation's current state won't change much, or maybe the Federation's massive help to Nagariel is overlooking domestic industrial and economic revival. As before, some proclaimed the "conspiracy theory."

Helping Nagariel's development is a major conspiracy from the upper classes, a saying that garnered substantial support. Hence, this question was raised in this interview.

If it's always "I'm good, you're good too," "Wave" couldn't possibly become the current highly authoritative magazine in the Federation.

Lynch frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and answered, "Opportunities aren't waited for."

The female editor's eyes seemed to shine with light. She knew what Lynch was about to say, but she didn't interrupt, patiently listening. Lynch also knew what followed was a process, which made him smile more, finding it quite amusing.

It's like you know, I know, we all know, but we still reiterate it because those fools don't know.

"During my time in Nagariel, I saw many people from the Federation going there to seek opportunities found new businesses. Frankly, these people are already on the path to economic recovery, but many still wait domestically, waiting for opportunities to come."

"Opportunities never fall from the sky and land on some people's heads; they're not that stupid and won't drop down."

"Because when opportunities arise, more industrious, braver people snatch them the instant they appear."

"If these domestic individuals waiting for luck to fall on their heads or the Lord to replace gospel and glory with money and sprinkle it down continue to wait for unlikely opportunities, they can keep waiting as they can wait indefinitely."

"Perhaps when we genuinely recover comprehensively, they might catch opportunities, but they'll find their awaited life hasn't changed at all from the past."

"So here, I advise everyone, anyone in the Federation doing nothing but blame others: if you want a better life, go to Nagariel."

"A ten-dollar ticket, pack some clothes, start a new journey, which at least is more effective than sitting on your sofa at home complaining 'why not me'!"

The female editor remarked candidly, "A fairly caustic statement, we know most people are like this, you might offend many."

Lynch shook his head, "I only feel sorry for their numbness, just ten dollars to change their lives, yet they prefer to lie on their sofas eating horrible relief food, slowly rotting."

"I'd rather someone come in front of me, pointing and swearing at me, it shows they have courage, they want to change something, they've not completely bowed to life."

"What's frightening is they'll keep lying on the sofa, cursing me, not striving, not struggling, not trying, just blaming; that's the most terrifying!"

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"You expressed it very well!" After the interview, Helen proactively handed him a cup of coffee, which was still hot, having just been brewed as she judged the timing right.

Lynch held the coffee, standing in front of a full-length mirror, looking at himself in the reflection as Helen used a brush to clean his clothes.

This suit is purely for photographs. Due to the fabric, some parts have a fine layer of fuzz.

Before taking photos, it needs to be handled, with the simplest method being the assistant holding a brush to clean it.

"Not bad!" Lynch took a sip of coffee, the temperature was just right, he took another sip, "If I'm not mistaken, after this interview ends, we can leave?"

He meant leaving Bupen, as the results of the state election are almost out during this time.

In past state elections, results usually dragged until late January or early February due to continuous mutual accusations of tampering with ballots between the governor and candidates, leading to constant recounts, but not this year as candidates readily conceded. Perhaps if victory written in counting wasn't in the charter, the governor wouldn't need votes to be reelected.

No interference meant victory was almost certain. As a supporter of the governor and a member of the Progressive Party, Lynch was definitely going to attend the governor's celebration.

The Federation's politicians never knew prudence; whether it be the governor or president, as long as they won—even if victory was stumbled upon—they always hold a grand celebration.

Little assistant Helen nodded repeatedly; honestly, she was quite excited too. A common college graduate, an ordinary person, now qualified to attend the governor's celebration. Her classmates would definitely be shocked!