"What is politics?" Lin Ping still remembered her father standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building. At that time, Lin Fuhai was still young and Zhongbei was still young.
As one of the leading figures in the North Central region, Lin Fuhai has a particularly majestic figure.
"Politics is the exchange of resources and just the right compromise." Lin Ping stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the city government, recalling her father's figure.
The glory of his father's generation was too dazzling, and he was always shrouded in that dazzling splendor. Invisibly, Lin Ping also likes to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and think, and also likes to listen to reports with a cigarette in her mouth.
But under the brilliance, the real him was brought back to his original appearance when faced with Lao Bai's undisguised murderous intention.
"Compromise..." Lin Ping muttered these two words. Lao Bai is not a politician. He is not here for profits and resources, and he does not know the art of compromise.
Lin Ping knew that the old man really wanted her to die at this moment. Once fear arises, it will grow indefinitely.
Lin Ping didn't care anymore and called her father directly.
"Father!"
"Um."
"Whitestone wants to kill me!" Lin Ping may not be mature, but she is definitely not an idiot. A Whitestone is not enough to break the courage of one's own son.
Lin Fuhai frowned.
"Speak slowly."
"Whitestone has entangled the militia group and plans to attack Cote City. Moreover, Chen Mo is back. It is obvious that he wants to fight to the death!"
"How can you be sure?"
"I just called Whitestone to express my attitude that I will not continue to interfere with Hex." Lin Fuhai nodded.
It doesn't matter if he failed to eat Hex, it is a good thing that Lin Ping can learn to give in from it.
"Then what?"
"Then Baishi still decided to go against the city government, and even Chen Mo..."
"Don't say it's not nutritious, just talk about the root cause."
"..." Lin Ping was silent for two seconds: "A man named Tian Jianyi from Baishi Group has died. Whitestone wants to fight me desperately."
"Tian Jianyi?" Lin Fuhai recalled the key members of the Baishi Group and found that he had never heard of this person before: "What is his identity?"
"He was originally the captain of the elite team of tG Security, but I don't know what happened next."
"I'm not from Whitestone's core group. Whitestone doesn't have a life-and-death fight with the city government for him. If it doesn't make sense, I'll shed some blood."
"I have already given in to the point of relinquishing my position as city lord, but Whitestone is still aggressive. He wants me dead." Lin Fuhai felt relieved.
"Then it's not Tian Jianyi's problem at all. It's just Whitestone who wants to kill you. Let's do this... you will be in the city administration and transfer all the law enforcement officers from the Shangcheng District Law Enforcement Department to the city administration guard. The inspection team targeting Chen Mo has already On the way. Moreover, after the diplomatic intervention, the Yi Neng Association also sent a platinum commissioner to arrest Chen Mo. These people are enough to suppress the Baishi Group to death."
"But now the Baishi Group not only has stragglers, they have a formal establishment, and the Cote militia group may come in at any time." Lin Fuhai said.
"Absurd! The Corps does not interfere in local areas! Who dares to set a precedent for the Corps to intervene in local struggles? Are you really afraid of being criticized at the Corps Federation?"
"I don't know about others, but Whitestone must dare! He can launch missiles towards the city. You can't use normal logical thinking to look at him." Lin Fuhai was silent this time.
He put himself in Lin Ping's shoes and thought about the pressure he was facing. If it were him, he could only avoid the edge temporarily.
But the problem is that Lin Ping does not represent an individual now. He represents the Governor-General's determination to control the internal economy of North Central China.
Never back down! Lin Fuhai lit a cigarette. From Lin Ping's perspective, she probably thought that she had become an abandoned son of the Governor's Mansion. At this time, she must stabilize him and not let him really go to a dead end.
People are selfish. If Lin Ping gives up all the bottom line in order to survive, turns to the Corps to seek peace, or does other stupid things, the Governor's Mansion will lose everything.
However, his opponent was not afraid of pressure, let alone fighting. The matter had been forced to the point where it had to be resolved violently, and the top priority was to weaken the military power in Whitestone's hands.
It is obvious that Donghuang does not intend to sell the accounts of the Governor's Mansion. The serious condemnation issued by the Governor's Palace was dismissed by the commander of the Donghuang Corps on the pretext of being drunk and unable to handle internal affairs... It makes me angry just thinking about it.
Lin Fuhai fell into deep thought. In the vast land of North Central, a small Cote militia group couldn't think of anyone to govern it.
mercenary? Of course it's impossible. In the face of heavy firepower based on the city, mercenaries are a joke.
Hunter? Same as mercenaries, even worse than mercenaries. After much deliberation, it seems that only Yi Nenghui can help at this time.
Lin Fuhai finally spoke.
"Leaving aside the Kot Militia, with all the armed forces you can use together, do you have the ability to defeat the Baishi Group?" Lin Ping cheered up.
"have!"
"Okay, then you don't have to worry about the militia and concentrate on dealing with the Baishi Group." Lin Ping seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said yes again and again.
"That's it." Lin Fuhai rubbed his eyebrows: "After this matter is dealt with, go home and hide for a while."
"Understood, father."... Lin Fuhai thought over and over again and secretly informed Shi Zhongxing of the matter. Shi Zhongxing said that the junior's affairs should be left to the junior to resolve by himself. He was already very dissatisfied with the fact that Jialan Mining could be allowed to enter the Cote City Corps. It was best not to step into the Corps' minefields without sufficient exchange of resources.
biqμgètν.net Lin Fuhai readily agreed, and as soon as he returned to the office, he called the former Central and North Council of the Ion Energy Association.
After the Jiangyin Rebellion, the Zhongbei Council of the Yi Neng Association was purged from Zhongbei by Xu Rushu. Although Xu Rushi is dead, the Corps has inherited Xu Rushi's attitude towards the Yi Neng Hui. Even if the Corps does not interfere with local policies, it still resists the Yi Neng Hui's entry into the central and northern regions.
The North Central Council had long since moved to the tundra area and is now in decline. However, precisely because it is not located in Zhongbei and has almost nothing to deal with, Zhongbei Council has become a good place to retire.
It’s so pleasant to get up early to drink tea and watch the clock get dark. After get off work, drink some wine and play billiards. The conference department of the North Central Council has been reduced from thousands of people to dozens of people.
There is no one in charge of the core business... The senior management has been idle for a long time. The once eloquent high-level telephone specialist has been replaced by the sister-in-law of an official.
The woman sitting at the high-level reception desk wears light makeup and looks more like attending a social event than going to work.
At the moment, she is sitting on a chair taking a selfie, uploading it to her own scumbag, waiting for the arrival of the dog-licking army.
Unexpectedly, it was not the mobile phone that rang first, but the landline. The operator looked at the call and his expression changed instantly.
The area code clearly marked the North Central Governor's Palace. I was so flustered by the call that I quickly picked up the call.
"Hello, this is the North Central Council of the Yi Energy Association. My job number is..."
"Pick up Sui Li for me."
