In the evening, Lance sent Patricia to a place not far from home. It was not that he didn't want to keep the girl, but if she really stayed, they might get married soon.
Lance doesn't want to get married now. Of course, this doesn't mean that he is irresponsible, but now is the best time for career development, and other things have to give way to this aspect.
Patricia lived in a middle-class community, and the fact that she was able to work in the Commercial Services Bureau at such a young age showed that she was definitely not from the lower class of society.
She tidied her clothes before going home. When she opened the door, she saw her old father sitting on the sofa with a dark face.
"Hmph!" He snorted first. Although he knew that his daughter was out on a date, the old father was still unhappy.
This is also a process that all fathers of daughters have to face. The girl who has only been good to him for twenty years is about to throw herself into the arms of another man. Even if he is just a father, he will feel unhappy.
Patricia's mother was quite open about it. "William, you hold the newspaper upside down."
The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa was stunned for a moment, then put the newspaper back on the coffee table, "I'm reading a Scrabble game."
Mrs. Lawrence snickered as she brought juice and some small pastries, then sat down next to her husband, "Pat, tell us, did you enjoy your date today?"
Patricia was a little afraid of her father, but the desire to share made her eager to tell about the happy things that happened today!
After hesitating for a while, her expression became bright, "We went to the amusement park, then rode the roller coaster and the carousel..."
She concealed some things, such as kissing and intimate physical contact, and she knew how not to upset her old-fashioned father.
Listening to her daughter chattering about everything she had encountered today, Mrs. Lawrence also showed a gratified smile, "It was a very pleasant day. Even if I didn't join in, I could feel it must be very interesting just by listening to you talk about it."
She glanced at her husband. Although he still had a stern face, as a partner, she could see that his attitude had softened a little.
"What's his name?"
Mr. William's ears almost stood up. He straightened his back and pretended to be indifferent, but his attention was all on his daughter.
"Lance, Lance White, local."
Mrs. Lawrence took the initiative to peel an apple, cut it into pieces and put it on a plate, put two fruit forks on it, and handed it over. "So does he have a job, or what is he doing?"
"He started a business!" Patricia had some topics to talk about. "He registered a financial consulting company, which is a company that helps people solve problems. When we talked about this topic today, he said that he might register another company next week, and he also asked about tax filing."
As she ate the crisp and delicious apple, her words were a little unclear. "But I don't know much about tax filing, so I gave him my cousin's contact information."
It was only at this time that Mr. William coughed lightly and asked, "Do you have any..."
Patricia quickly said, "No, we just held hands!"
Then she stood up and said, "I still have some things to do..." and ran away.
Seeing her daughter go upstairs, Mrs. Lawrence was a little dissatisfied, "You shouldn't ask these questions."
Mr. William disagrees. "There are a lot of bad people out there now, and those heretical ideas are corroding the minds of young girls."
"It's incredible that they put sex and whether women are oppressed together, dear."
"You may not have seen the perverse ideas of those people, but many girls are becoming promiscuous. I don't want my Pat to become like that, or to be turned like that by anyone!"
"My attitude has always been consistent. Before we get married, I don't want her to spend the night outside."
"I'm protecting her, you should understand that."
Mrs. Lawrence didn't want to argue with her husband. In fact, she also attended some community gatherings, and everyone inevitably talked about these issues.
Some of them are indeed heresy, but she thinks some of them are actually good, such as giving women more autonomy.
But she knew that Mr. William was an old-fashioned man, so she would not challenge his authority in the family on these unnecessary issues.
After a short pause, Mr. William continued, "He has already started asking about tax returns. It seems that Mr. Lance has some unique ways to make money."
"I thought maybe we could meet up with him?"
Mrs. Lawrence immediately sat up straight, like a female leopard entering hunting mode, "You'd better not do that. I don't want her to get hurt before she brings it up on her own initiative."
"Whether it's from outside or from within the family, you have been strictly managing her for too long. She is already 20 years old and should have her own life."
"She is not your pet, or your toy. Your idea of dominating her is fundamentally wrong!"
Mrs. Lawrence stood up and took away the apples in the fruit bowl, leaving none behind.
She had to talk to her daughter. Although she didn't want her to get hurt, she knew that when the atmosphere and emotions were right, some things would be hard to avoid happening.
She had to tell her daughter what to do to protect herself when these things were about to happen.
Mr. William sighed softly. Who could understand his feelings as an old father?
On Saturday morning, Lance attended the Imperial gathering as usual. He has now joined this large group, and people are actually very accepting of their fellow countrymen.
After greeting some gentlemen, he found Ennio and his men.
"I started a business and I can give you some extra work to do."
Right from the start, he got straight to the point, saying that these young people only cared about where to have fun, cigarettes and alcohol, sex, and how to make more money.
Telling them anything else doesn't really make much sense.
So when Lance started talking directly about money, the young people quickly gathered around him.
"How does it work this time?" Ennio spoke first. He had some status among these young men. He had helped two of them fight before, so the young people all trusted him very much.
This is how young people socialize. They are willing to listen to whoever has more prestige.
Lance introduced his business, "Two jobs to be exact."
"My first job is small loan. If someone is in urgent need of money but doesn't need much and thinks the interest rates at financial companies are higher, you can introduce them to me."
"I won't charge too much interest. For every successful transaction, I will give you 5% of the interest."
"If he borrows a hundred dollars from me, you can probably get a five-dollar commission."
"But there are some requirements here. The person must be a federal citizen and must have a work permit."
"For the second job, I have some work permits that I can rent out. If there are people from the Empire who haven't gotten a permanent residence permit yet and need a job, I can introduce them here."
"I'll give them 18 yuan a month for a work card, and you can get a one-time commission of one yuan."
"It should be noted that these are casual jobs, lasting from three months to six months, and there are no long-term jobs for the time being."
"If you are not from the Empire's hometown, my price for you is 19 dollars a month, and there is also a commission of one dollar. If you can negotiate to 20 dollars, it means you will have an income of two dollars."
"Of course, as I said before, the quantity is limited, so please call and inquire before doing this."
He handed out a stack of business cards to these people and said, "If you encounter any trouble, don't force yourself to contact me first, whether it's work or not."
Most of these young people didn't listen to this statement, their attention was all on their two jobs.
Even though the Imperials have permanent residence permits, their current working environment is not very good. Their colleagues always look at them with strange eyes, as if these immigrants and illegal immigrants have taken away the job opportunities and money that originally belonged to the natives.
But in fact, these damn natives did not work or were lazy even when there were no immigrants. It was not the outsiders but their own laziness that made their lives miserable.
But politicians have been brainwashing them that their misfortune is caused by these outsiders. These people who are unwilling to admit that they are useless and lazy will naturally be willing to obey the politicians and blame their unhappiness on these immigrants.
Some people have even lost their jobs, and Lance is now providing them with some new sources of income, which is actually a great help.
Ennio took the business card, looked at it, and asked, "Lance, if... we want to borrow money."
Lance didn't hesitate at all, "I'll give you half of the interest."
Ennio breathed a sigh of relief and gave Lance a hug, "I'll talk to you later."
When I was almost done chatting with my friends, Mr. Jobaf's assistant came over and said that Mr. Jobaf wanted to talk to Lance alone.
After saying goodbye to the young men, he came to Mr. Jobaf, who was standing on the outskirts of the crowd.
"I heard you were working for Mr. Cody?"
If there is any similarity, don't look in the mirror