"After many days of meetings, the Border Provincial Party Committee and the Standing Committee have reached the conclusion of the discussion and decided to locate the 'import and export port' in Bangkang, which is closer to the border. To this end, the provincial Party committee has sent a research team..."
"Today's news has been broadcast..."
News is the most mysterious thing in the world. Content that they don’t want too many people to object to and that has to be made public will usually be placed at the end, with the host mentioning it in the last sentence of the news, and then quickly producing subtitles.
The advantage of this is that the bombardment from outside the country will stay in the back of your mind for a longer time, and this seemingly insignificant sentence will be regarded as gossip that you don't care much about and slide right past you.
So, do you still feel that your own cognition is determined by yourself?
At least I don't think so now.
Especially after getting involved in politics.
In Bangkang's office, my small group gathered in the reception area and were discussing response plans. The east side has sent the entry time of the 'research team', so we must deal with it appropriately.
"I am responsible for the safety of this section from the port into the city." This is what Yang Rong said. He was worried that the Eastern Shan State would take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Burea also grew up a lot and responded: "Then I will be responsible for the urban area. Brother, you give me a copy of the research team's inspection route every day, and I will lead people to guard it strictly."
Banbula interjected: "Burea, don't bring our people. Our people are inexperienced in this kind of thing. In this way, don't we still have a few old gangsters? You can bring them with you, one by one." They are all experts..."
When Banbula mentioned these Laohei, I remembered it, raised my chin and asked, "Where are Dahei and the others?"
"Why do I feel like I haven't seen them for a long time?"
Yang Rong interjected: "Let's go."
"What!"
I was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "Why don't you even say hello?"
Yang Rong explained: "Brother, most of the mercenaries, especially those under informal companies and working alone, are different from what ordinary people know."
"Especially those who only care about money. The people they come into contact with are all kinds of people."
"Sometimes, these people will do anything for money. This also involves another problem, which is to silence them."
Yang Rong sighed, as if sighing at the fate of these people: "In Africa, many warlords who have just taken control of power are very dirty and will let these mercenaries do a lot of dirty work. Then, when they turn around, they will Find a reason to silence the other person before he leaves."
"After a few times, the mercenaries working alone have made a rule for themselves, that is, they will never notify their employers before leaving, nor will they leave on time. Instead, they will choose to evacuate in advance when the employer is safe."
"You can't use the money you earn with your life to spend it in the end, right?"
I slowly suppressed the breath in my chest, and after calming myself down, I understood them.
"Old Falcon."
The old harrier sat on the sofa and raised his head: "Master."
"Starting from today, I will take people to clean up the entire perimeter of Bangkang again in the evening. I don't care how many Jianghu people there were in Bangkang before. From today on, as long as they don't want to live in Bangkang, I will kick them all out."
"If you encounter someone who doesn't listen to advice, you handle it yourself."
The old falcon nodded heavily, giving me a response.
"People's livelihood."
Minsheng, who had become the police chief, stood up. Unlike the old eagle, he did everything in a good manner.
"Let your police officers quickly conduct another census. The Wa leader will cooperate with you to completely control every area in Bangkang!"
"yes!"
Minsheng stood up and saluted, then slowly sat back down.
But I still felt it was not enough: "Teacher Yu?"
"Recently, you have put away your useless little ideas and kept a close eye on the officials of the former city government. At this time, we cannot let anyone jump out and cause trouble."
Teacher Yu obviously knew the seriousness of this matter. After nodding, he sat silently on the sofa and wrote casually with a pen.
At this time, the shortcomings of the lack of a powerful intelligence agency became apparent. Otherwise, I would have a clear insight into the attitude of all the surrounding forces towards this matter, and at least I would know how to prevent it.
"Get busy."
I waved toward the outside of the office: "Annie, stay here for a moment."
Anne, who never spoke, was left behind.
After everyone left the room, I looked at Annie and said, "The boss...has made up his mind?"
Annie smiled and said: "The research team has come down, are you still worried?"
"Because I burned the temple in Country R?"
Anne nodded.
"Our country's leaders, in addition to focusing on ability, also pay great attention to character."
"You have been recognized."
I nodded.
If he said that, I would understand.
This is like an ordinary person in Beijing who has no money and privately engraves the official seal of the hospital to provide dialysis treatment for his wife. If he is arrested, there is no problem at all. There is nothing wrong with the three-year sentence, but all human rights are placed on the four-year suspended sentence.
First of all, the official seal was privately engraved to extend the life of his wife for three years, but he still worked hard. Although the hospital loopholes were found, the privately engraved official seal was only used 49 times in three years. In other words, he is not doing it to make a profit, but to keep his wife alive.
The state imposes sentences because of the law, and suspends sentences because of extrajudicial tolerance.
Am I wronged by such a comparison?
Not unfair at all!
Let’s not talk about Meng Neng’s explosion. Just the mess of Meng Neng’s affairs cannot be explained clearly.
Is there anything wrong with posting a red notice?
What's more, you have become a well-known trademark in the mainland, and it is appropriate to cancel your nationality.
However, they sent the imprisoned people in Bangkang to you and burned the sacred toilet. They should provide aid anyway. They just deliberately called you "Meng Neng Xu Ruifeng" on the news and used this method to separate you and Bangkang is distinguished, which is interesting enough.
This is second.
Finally, Annie said in a deep voice: "I have already read your information above."
"They feel guilty that they can't help you when you are trapped. There are some things that even if our country has become stronger, we cannot do it at will."
"Also... I hope you can understand."
After a few words, my vision blurred, and I wanted to reach out for the cigarette, but in the end I reached out and touched it several times while looking at Annie, but couldn't find it.
Annie came over and picked up the cigarette case, found one, put it to my mouth, and lit the lighter.
"I have already handed over my assessment of you. In addition, a border policeman who was an undercover police officer in Menneng also reported the content of your phone call that night to the superiors."
"Mr. Xu, what I have been asked to convey to you is that the situation in Southeast Asia is still very complicated, and I hope you can provide help when the country needs assistance..."
Golden Triangle!
Annie is talking about the golden triangle!
No country wants a place like the Golden Triangle outside its borders...
"They hope I can level the Golden Triangle?"
Anne did not give any reply, but said from the perspective of a doctor: "All of us hope that you can get out of the mud, even if it is not in a heroic way."
Song Jiang! (End of chapter)
