At the Bangkang City Government, public representatives were queuing up to enter. The whole process seemed orderly with green soldiers maintaining order.
When Haika, the leader of the Wa tribe, saw this, his eyes lit up and he said to Banbula beside him: "Secretary-General, everything you did today was completely beyond my expectation."
Banbula nodded in the crowd and said: "Be careful with the ship that will last ten thousand years."
"I still feel that we are killing a chicken with a knife."
Haika pointed at the people around him and said: "You let the people directly enter the large conference room of Bangkang City Hall for a meeting, and also asked Mr. Xu to preside over the meeting in person. What's more, you made this group of Wa people who have to go into the mountains during the rainy season to make a living, walk in mud with their feet By tarnishing the city government, you are telling them that in our heart, the people are the most important."
"The moment our master is fully supported by the people, he will be the first to think of your good intentions and not greedy for fame. My secretary-general, you have a bright future!"
A smile appeared on Banbula's face, but the smile went away in an instant: "It's too early to say this now. In terms of power, I am far behind my master, but I still learned a trick. "
"What trick?"
Banbula whispered in a low voice: "Even if the opponent is an ant, you have to use all your strength." He added mysteriously: "And you have to kill him as soon as you make a move, even if you see the opponent is already dead, I still have to take another shot in the head.”
"That's it?" The leader of the Wa tribe didn't seem to despise this most common trick.
Banbra nodded and said, "That's it!"
Haika asked again: "Then what is today..."
Banbula said: "Last year during the rainy season, my father came across a piece of news on the Internet. It said that a school held a meeting for children. Not only did they let the children get wet in the rain, but the principal actually asked the children to hold umbrellas."
"At that time, my father scolded me as harshly as possible. He said that if this kind of thing happened in Menneng, he would be killed by the principal on the spot."
"It's the rainy season outside now. It's been raining for 36 hours. Can we still go to the square to hold a people's meeting at this time? If we go there, everyone will be soaked in water?"
"When the time comes, will they hold an umbrella for you, or will they give you a shelter to show your superiority?"
"As long as this thing is done, it will become an excuse for others to attack us. Today, we can't even leave an excuse to gossip." He finally concluded: "As my father said, the heart can be black. , but the ass has to be wiped clean'."
Even though Haika is the leader of the Wa people, from an ideological point of view, he seems to be very different from all the Wa people. He almost does not regard these people as human beings, as if he regards all the Wa people as his slaves. : "It's not so much that the purpose of letting Bangkang people enter the city government building today is to tell them that this building was built for them. It's better to say that you want to let me know that you can also have this heart. You can be considerate. People of all nations do not necessarily have to be selfless, they may just be He Shen who throws sand into the porridge for disaster relief."
"Tsk!" Banbula rolled his eyes: "It's boring to put it bluntly."
Banbula lowered his voice: "My father likes to play with the sense of haziness."
"Yes." Haika understood immediately: "I also feel that my father sometimes talks in a cloudy way."
Banbula suddenly thought: "What the hell did I mean?"
The two Wa people looked at each other and smiled at the same second, and their smiles were full of swords and swords.
While the two were talking, Yang Rong came over: "The security personnel are all ready. Don't worry, there will definitely be no trouble today."
Haika stopped talking, and Banbula cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."
And beneath this extremely polite surface, what he wants to hide is something that ordinary people may not be able to see even if they try hard enough. It's like, this guy who was so inconspicuous in his power, quietly stepped forward to keep up with the growth of the entire New Wa State when no one was optimistic about him.
Banbula has not only kept up with the growth rate of the new Wa State, but has also been ahead of the times, just like an outstanding businessman can beat inflation.
He knows that the future development of the new Wa State must follow the old path of the Eastern Dragon, so he has done nothing in recent days. After having enough cards in his hand, he has been studying the development history of the east, and even found out among them Warn yourself about the dregs.
For example, Banbula has never worn a big-brand belt since he joined Bangkang. There is no LV, big 'H' and other logos on his waistband, and he doesn't wear a watch. He only takes out his mobile phone to check the time. As for the gold chains and luxury cars that should not appear on officials, Banbula would not even touch them.
But you said, Banbula doesn’t like to enjoy it?
No, he loves to enjoy things more than anyone else, especially eating.
The best foie gras, matsutake, and caviar are all sold for millions to his family. A set of stereos at home is worth several million. It is said that one of his son's game accounts is worth nearly ten million, but Banbula never gives it to him. When people see this, they don’t even talk about it with others.
While even Bai Lang has started buying equipment to play golf, he doesn't even have a membership card.
But he was already so careful that he still invited people into the city government building on a rainy day and continued to be careful.
For example, Yan Song saw his son wearing purple clothes at home one day. After scolding him severely, his son refused to accept it and said, "This is not against the rules. Many officials in the DPRK wear them." But how did Yan Song answer? Just one sentence, 'Only you and me, father and son'.
During the busy period of Banbula, public representatives entered the large conference room one after another. The large conference room was already overcrowded at this moment, and Teacher Yu belatedly appeared at the door.
"Vice Mayor Yu." Banbula greeted him with a smile on his face at this second and said hello.
Teacher Yu directly accepted the title and asked: "What is it that requires a general meeting?"
Banbula told him the truth: "I plan to open Enke to solve the problem of the shortage of dangerous and talented talents."
Teacher Yu said worriedly: "I'm afraid that all my thoughts will be in vain."
It was impossible to tell whether Teacher Yu's words were referring to this meeting, Enke, or something else.
"Deputy mayor, what did you just say?" Banbula pretended not to hear.
Teacher Yu glanced at him: "What I mean is that in a place with insufficient cultural heritage, even if there is a social recruitment examination, we may not be able to recruit the talents we hope for."
Banbula looked at her, smiling and saying nothing.
Teacher Yu said nothing more and walked towards the venue.
At this moment, when Yang Rong came over, the foyer of the Bangkang Municipal Government Building had been transformed into a pigsty, and the room was full of mud!
These Wa people who have to go into the mountains during the rainy season to make a living are really dirty, but only Banbula knows that the power of the entire Wa State was born in this soil. If you dislike them, then you will never be able to integrate with the power. At most, he is still a warlord.
"Mr. Yang Rong, please go upstairs and ask Master Xu."
Why are you so careful? He even considered who would go upstairs to invite people. At present, Yang Rong was the only one who could make everyone feel at ease.
After Yang Rong walked towards the elevator, Banbula entered the Bangkang conference room. At that moment, all the Bangkang government officials on the high platform were seated. He also found someone to customize a nameplate and placed it on the high platform. In front of the table, make it look presentable.
Even those who were joining in the fun, such as Lao Lin and Bai Lang, were sitting in the auditorium with ordinary people. The only difference was that they sat in the first row and had name tags on the stools.
And when he walked into the venue, went up to the high platform, and sat down next to the main seat on the high platform, the people in the audience who were supposed to have not seen him for many days, such as Lao Lin, Bai Lang, etc., didn't even say hello, they all sat in their own seats. Fidgeting with his cell phone.
In this power struggle, Burea, who was completely ignored, was sitting in the audience at the moment. He tilted his head and said to a girl with beautiful features: "I'm not lying to you. Today is the most important occasion in Bangkang. Come and participate." The people in this meeting are all high-level officials of Bangkang."
The girl's eyes were already shining brightly, and she asked tentatively: "I thought you were just a soldier, but I didn't expect that you are really a big shot in Bangkang."
Bujea raised his chin: "That's right!" (End of this chapter)
