Chapter 854: Merging With Me
Lynch hung up the phone, and only after two or three minutes did Mr. Patric return to the table and sit down.
He had given Lynch a moment to process the information from the call—a matter of courtesy, and of good upbringing.
Of course, one person’s manners can’t be the standard for everyone. People come from different social classes, and their approach to the world—and the world’s response to them—varies accordingly.
You can’t expect a factory worker to give you a couple of minutes to collect your thoughts. They might not even wait for you to answer your call and could just stand there, watching.
And when you look at them, they might even ask, puzzled, “Aren’t you going to take the call?”
Well-mannered people can feel like the warmth of spring sunlight, but the absence of manners doesn’t always mean winter.
Not always.
“Mr. Wadrick’s call…” Lynch smiled and brought up the conversation himself. “Where were we?”
Mr. Patric was clearly momentarily distracted by the mention of Mr. Wadrick, and took two seconds to respond. “I don’t mind paying entirely in cash. Of course, equity swaps are acceptable too.”