Darkstone Code
Chapter 188 - 0186 Business Trip

Chapter 188: 0186 Business Trip

"A few days ago, people weren’t this desperate," Lynch, sitting in the car, couldn’t help but remark as he watched the people on the road becoming more like walking corpses.

The stock market crash had taken away people’s last hope. Before this, no matter how difficult it was to run a business, people believed everything would soon get better because the financial market was highly prosperous, creating miracles every day.

As long as the financial market remained stable, people held onto hope, even in the face of difficulties.

But now, hope had been taken away by the crash. Two unprecedented plummets completely broke down the perseverance of some people, forcing them to recognize the harsh reality that there was no going back.

Inside and outside the car seemed like two worlds, two entirely unequal and mutually unfair worlds.

Lynch withdrew his gaze and directed it at Vera. "How much available cash is currently in my personal account?"

Vera responded quickly and seamlessly, "Four million four hundred seventy thousand, do you want to hear the loose change?"

"No need. How much can I use?"

"Not more than about three million five hundred thousand. Besides the taxes that need to be deducted, some money is also required for payroll and operations." Vera looked at Lynch with an indescribable look in her eyes.

Perhaps it was admiration, perhaps amazement, but mostly it was astonishment.

A few months ago, when she was informed by the firm about an outsourced accounting job, she thought it was a simplistic task that could be managed by spending some time each day or week.

The young man she was dealing with was handsome and gentlemanly, but absolutely not wealthy. Yet, in a few months, this very person had gathered wealth that would take many lifetimes for an individual, a family, or even generations of a family to accumulate.

Sometimes it all felt like a dream, and she had no idea how all of it was achieved, or why he was able to make others believe in what he said and invest their money with him.

Lynch nodded noncommittally, "Are you available recently?"

This was a very sensitive question. When a male boss asks a female subordinate if she’s available, it often implies there’s some work trip waiting for her.

In social cultures, traveling together to some extent represents a dangerous implication. Even if this dangerous implication is tagged as work-related, it is still quite "lethal."

Vera instantly became a bit uneasy and somewhat at a loss. She didn’t immediately answer Lynch’s question. "I’m not sure, is there something going on?"

Lynch seemed oblivious to what was hiding behind her flustered reaction and continued with the same tone, attitude, and pace. "Tomorrow, I need to go to Bupen to purchase some things, which involves a lot of cash flow. If you don’t go, I’ll have to find someone else, but I don’t trust others. I only trust you."

Some words may not sound earth-shattering, but they always manage to touch the softest part of the heart.

Vera was a bit indecisive. Lynch did have a point.

In Bail Federal, a person’s closest companion isn’t their "Soul Mate," but rather their personal accountant, personal lawyer, and personal psychologist.

The personal accountant holds the most accurate economic status of a person, detailed to the extent of even a penny’s change being accurately under the accountant’s control.

People may hide their income and savings from their partners, but they won’t hide them from their accountants.

The personal lawyer too, these individuals master the deepest legal issues hidden inside a person. Whether a person has committed a crime, or the extent of the crime, things that even judges are unaware of are vividly clear to their lawyers.

As for personal psychologists, it’s even more remarkable. At times, this profession resembles a Soul Mate more than an actual Soul Mate. Any desires, resentments, or anger hidden deep within, whether negative or positive, will all be confided in a psychologist.

In front of a psychologist, they are as if naked, and this is something they can’t achieve even with a Soul Mate.

Vera played such a role. Even Lynch didn’t know how much money he had, but she was very clear. She even knew the whereabouts of every penny Lynch had.

When she heard that if she didn’t go, Lynch would find another accountant, she suddenly felt a ludicrous sense of her own territory being intruded upon, yet it felt so real.

Lynch’s clear gaze and his look made it hard to refuse, and Vera subconsciously touched her cheek, then cradled her neck and looked to the other side, "How long will it take?"

"No more than a week. I will speed up the process as much as possible."

Later, the two of them went to the bank to handle some issues with Lynch’s personal account, transferring some funds into his newly established account. Then Lynch drove Vera home, and they agreed that he would pick her up the next morning to head to Bupen together.

In the evening, Gap returned home exhausted from the company. He had been dealing with the mountain of account books piling up there over this period.

As President Neo had expected, the State Federal Investigation Bureau had supposedly received a report, alleging Ristone of concealing income. A joint investigation team composed of the FBI, the Federal Tax Bureau, and the Federal Security Committee began settling in for investigation.

Gap was actually a bit puzzled, as it was normal to check accounts, but it shouldn’t have disturbed an institution like the Federal Security Committee. This agency’s duty was to clear out potential threats that could impact national security.

Would Ristone’s migration affect national security?

Clearly not, but he was just an inconspicuous little bug. He couldn’t resist these things. He was already on the ship and could only go forward along with it.

Eating a reheated dinner in the dining area, Vera suddenly appeared there. Since that incident, the husband and wife rarely spent time together like before.

Some things, even if salvaged, are difficult to restore to their previous state.

"Is something wrong?" Gap put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, and looked at his wife.

Vera hesitated a bit, then nodded, finally speaking up, "I have to travel for work tomorrow and will be back in about a week."

"Business trip?" Gap’s voice raised slightly, "Isn’t it unsafe for you to travel alone?"

He was a smart man, a bit of a chauvinist. He didn’t directly ask who she was traveling with, but instead approached it by considering her safety.

"I’m going with Lynch to Bupen; we have a job there," Vera explained, not thinking there was anything wrong with the job. It’s quite normal, "It’s just a regular work trip, you go on them often, you know."

Gap pursed his lips, his scalp feeling itchy. He looked at Vera, and Vera stared back at him unyieldingly.

After locking eyes for a few seconds, Gap asked a question that was hard for Vera to believe, "Will you sleep with him?"

The question was like... a rapidly moving train crashing into Vera’s skull, leaving her mind dazed. Her tone shifted somewhat, "Why would you think that?"

She quickly realized the nature of the question, "I am your wife!"

Uncharacteristically, Gap didn’t get angry and remained unusually calm, as if discussing something that didn’t concern him. "Look, ever since you got this job, the thing you talk about the most each day is ’How’s Lynch doing?’"

"I know him, a dashing young man. It’s natural for everyone to like him. Moreover, I’ve heard he sometimes brings you home late at night..." He paused for a while, "Almost everyone in the community knows you have a close rapport with a young man."

Lynch bringing Vera home had happened more than once, making it difficult for people not to notice.

Human nature has a perverse tendency to enjoy gossip, with some even embellishing stories to stir up drama, and it was indeed an engaging topic.

A beautiful young wife, a handsome young man. If sparks truly flew between them, it seemed somewhat acceptable.

Some women even envied Vera, wanting a handsome young man to bring them some warmth late at night.

Vera looked at Gap in disbelief. The man before her seemed increasingly unfamiliar. She shook her head, "Sometimes I work late into the night. Do you think I should refuse his offer and walk back across half the city?"

"Moreover, my loyalty to the family surpasses yours. I’ve never slept with him before, and I won’t on this trip either!"

"I am not you, who will let any random woman climb into your bed!"

"I need to go to Bupen tomorrow. Good night!"

After venting, Vera returned to her bedroom somewhat angrily. She felt humiliated, as her husband doubted she would sleep with Lynch, finding it utterly unreasonable!

Sitting in the dining room, Gap watched Vera’s back, neither angry nor pleased by her firm rebuttal, just quietly sitting there.

The next morning, Lynch’s original plan was to pick Vera up, but she called him in advance, telling him she would go to the office first, and that Lynch could pick her up there.

Around ten o’clock, the two of them boarded the train together.

The journey from Sabin City to Bupen takes about twelve hours. It was going to be a long trip.

To avoid being disturbed by others, Lynch booked a private room.

The room contained two beds, not the kind that could only accommodate one person where turning over might lead to a fall, but rather one and a half meter wide spring beds.

Initially, Vera felt somewhat awkward, but when Lynch began to seriously read a book while lying on the bed, she actually felt a bit embarrassed herself.

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