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Chapter 1303: Chapter 1302: Progress Party Committee

The state election has officially ended, which also means the presidential election is looming.

From this moment, the countdown has begun. Sometimes these interconnected elections make people wonder, is it intentionally set this way?

The public constantly votes for various politicians, gaining a sense of achievement from victories and empathy for politicians from losses, perhaps this is what makes federal politics unique.

No matter how dissatisfied people are with their current lives, they may curse politicians for failing to fulfill their expected roles, but few think "we must overthrow this government and reshape a new world."

The first issue of "Vanguard" magazine quickly hit the shelves at the beginning of February, with Lynch as the cover figure.

Undoubtedly, choosing Lynch as the cover was indeed the right choice; no matter where it is placed, it effectively attracts attention.

Women are drawn to his handsome appearance, while men succumb to the urge to explore the secrets of his success.

The magazine sales were booming, and within three days, the inaugural issue was almost sold out, prompting the publisher to urgently reprint another batch.

Cities outside the sales range also called the publisher, hoping to acquire some magazines for sale, and more calls came from various businesses.

Only by sitting in this position did Momo realize how busy she was!

At first, she was puzzled by the four phones sitting in the corner of her desk, doubting she would ever use all four at once, but now she believed it.

The cooperation phone, factory phone, office phone, and a general phone.

Lynch didn’t find the booming magazine sales particularly surprising.

The rich effect becomes increasingly magical as the wealth gap grows, with the lower class mindlessly trusting the choices of the wealthy!

They even believe that whatever the rich say must be correct, the wealthier they are, the more so.

This is why there are always people flaunting their wealth loudly, appearing in the news within certain narrow circles.

Most of the time, people notice them buying more buildings, another yacht, or doing something involving a lot of money.

Their purpose is not simply to let people know how well they are living or how much they can squander, but for other goals.

Because they are so "famous," when poor people are deceived, they do not believe these millionaires would care about the few hundred dollars in their hands!

Such scams have started increasing, with more people being swindled; this is perhaps an inevitable process in societal development!

Lynch is very wealthy and quite well-known, making people eager to hear what he has to say in the magazine.

February’s Federation weather begins to warm up; after just two winters, people have seemingly started adapting to such a harsh winter.

At this time, Bupen’s temperature is still hovering around zero degrees, but the good news is that the coming period will be mostly sunny.

Warm sunshine might be the greatest gift the Lord gives people during the winter. When he was still some distance away from the Progressive Party office building, Lynch got out of the car.

Walking along, basking in the sun, people wearing thick clothes may not feel the intense impact of the sun, yet they can feel the warmth in the sunlight.

This might be the power of emotions.

Now more pedestrians and vehicles are heading towards the Progressive Party office building, as this year is the month of meetings.

Plenty of people brushed by Lynch, some greeted him.

For Progress Party members, seeing Lynch here is a very special feeling.

Unlike most party-loving capitalists who wander around the office building or nearby all the time, since joining the Progress Party, Lynch might be attending a meeting for the first time.

In the Federation, the ties between parties aren’t as tight as people imagine.

This is not a secretive organization, and other parties are similar; it doesn’t require anyone to show up at a certain place at a certain time. Apart from staff, anyone can choose to come or not come.

Of course, important roles like the Progress Party Committee Chairman come every time, even if they can’t, they must participate via phone.

This concerns the issue of their power. If they lose their power simply due to absence from a vote, they cannot accept it.

In any case, Lynch’s appearance here is surprising.

The Progressive Party office building looks very simple, upon entering, there is a large lobby with a high ceiling, at least over ten meters!

Originally, a very beautiful and luxurious crystal chandelier hung here, it’s said to be the Federation’s biggest without rival.

The donor is also the largest market cap company in the Federation’s lighting industry, holding various lighting patents, transitioning to a tech monopoly group.

However, it was later replaced. A regular person doing business here happened to encounter periodic cleaning.

He described to the media, "At least thirty workers were using tools I didn’t recognize to clean that obviously expensive crystal chandelier."

"I asked them, they said it was cleaned at Progressive Party’s expense..."

Following some public protest marches, they replaced the crystal chandelier, presenting the current simple electric lamp.

As a non-profit organization, party operational expenses come from various political donations and contributions.

The Progressive Party’s public accounts are open not only to wealthy individuals like Lynch but also to homeless people shaking in the cold.

From a penny to a billion, no matter the amount, they do not refuse!

So the public has the right to be angry.

Led by a staff member, Lynch entered the Progress Party Committee meeting hall, placed in the third row near the aisle.

"You can chat with gentlemen you know first, the meeting will start at nine fifty."

"From left to right on the desk, there’s interaction with the podium..."

"Need staff assistance..."

"Need security assistance..."

Lin Qi was here for the first time; the staff knew this too, patiently showing Lynch how to formally experience a party committee conference.

The staff’s perfume smelled pleasant, not pungent, nor strong, still chemically blended, but at least not of poor quality.

Watching the staff leave, Lynch glanced around. He knew most people, not necessarily acquainted but aware of them.

Because he saw them on TV, some Senators, Representatives, two Governors, and representatives or staff of other Governors, as well as some unfamiliar faces to Lynch.

People were doing their own things, or sitting with a few others, having quiet conversations.

This place lacked something present in the capital world, that is... seriousness!

People responded to Lynch’s gaze with friendly smiles, although some didn’t see him. Overall, responses to Lynch’s presence were positive.

At nine forty-five, Mr. Douglas appeared.

As the Progressive Party Whip, let alone the committee, he holds significant sway over the entire Federation.

Once he appeared, people not at their positions ended their chats and returned to their seats.

Some started tidying up, no one wanted Mr. Douglas to scold them for a crooked tie.

Visibly, after he sat down, the atmosphere became more serious.

With forty-five seconds till nine fifty, the door opened.

The chairman seemed calm, walked to his seat and sat down, Lynch glanced at his watch, precisely nine fifty.

The chairman was a slender old man. Many who hadn’t seen him assumed the Progress Party Committee Chairman would be a tall Federation citizen.

But in reality, he was quite petite, about five feet three inches, frail, yet his clean neat appearance and serious expression added points to him.

He surveyed the scene, almost everyone felt his gaze, including Lynch.

Ultimately, he smiled warmly, "We’re taking internal work more seriously, which is good, but we needn’t be so serious, did you just say something?"

As the third most prominent figure in the Federation, Douglas was eligible to sit on the podium.

He still sported his expressionless rigidity, "No, Mr. Chairman."

Would the chairman be unaware of what he thought?

Of course, he knew, but someone always needs to make some "sacrifice" for an opener, for Federico citizens, either self-deprecation or teasing some "authority" is the best way.

The chairman’s identity is unique, not suitable for self-deprecation, so Douglas became the opener.

The effect was decent.

"Everyone’s feeling tense, I noticed we have new faces, old friends today, Mr. Lynch," the chairman directed his gaze to Lynch’s seat. "You can press the first button before you, speak to us."

"Everyone can hear you."

More or less, people wore expressions of watching a show, looking towards Lynch.

Here gathered the Federation’s most powerful, also including the wealthiest, they wanted to see if Lynch would act restrained or poorly?

His success in business was so dazzling that some hoped to see him falter.

It’s not a curse, simply hopes to use others’ failures to prove one’s own wisdom, nothing more!

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