Snapped!
After listening to Li Nan's words, the old man slammed the table: "Junior sister? She is an art thrower, and she has a lot of kung fu. Can Qin Nianyi teach that little girl any skills?"
Facing the storm of questioning, Li Nan had no choice but to lower his head and dare not answer.
"It's useless to ask you. I'll just bow my head and admit my mistake. What is your identity when you come to my place this time?"
Li Nan said: "It's Sister Jingzhe's messenger."
The sparse beard on the old man's lips twitched slightly, and he pointed his right index finger at Li Nan: "I thought you would be asked by Wei Yanwu to come."
Li Nan lowered his head and said, "I dare not forget my ancestors because of my faults. How could the Ma Zai from Longmen fall into the eyes of the old man?"
"Okay! What message did Jingzhe ask you to send?"
Li Nan paused and said slowly: "Alexander Ivanov."
Lao Rao's expression did not change, as if he had known better.
Although Li Nan only had one name, he was also particular about it. Mr. Lin in the Brave New World called himself Lin Xiaoxi and had a deep hatred for Ursus, but he was an Ursus after all. This move by the top of the Yan Kingdom pointed out his identity. Identity also shows one’s attitude.
"You go."
When Li Nan heard this, he slowly backed away. He never dared to step into the door of the chess and card room.
Lao Rao gently twisted a piece of chicken in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he murmured: "Jinyang Li family..."
…
The municipal building in the inner city of Saint Martin towers into the sky. As a landmark building of the mobile city, the older generation watched it rise from the ground. It also symbolizes the miraculous rise of the Brave New World because it is the first One of the contractors was Mr. Lin, who was still relatively unknown at the time.
There will be a much-anticipated vote here today, which will decide whether the prohibition bill will be implemented. Both sides of the road are packed with protesting crowds, holding banners high, shouting slogans, and playing protest slogans at loud volumes on portable speakers.
Edmond Hugo's car drove into the wall of the Municipal Building under the escort of several police cars. When he got out of the car, he listened to the noisy voices in the distance, took the briefcase from the secretary's hand, and helped Jin. Silk-rimmed glasses: "Did you hear it? This is the voice of the citizens. We must work for their welfare to gain support."
Striding into the municipal building, Hugo saw several old acquaintances, most of whom looked worried.
"Mr. Minister."
Hugo waved his hand, indicating that he understood. Before the voting began, he was doing simple mobilization work: "Gentlemen, Saint Martin is a free and fair city. It has a group of like-minded rulers. It is not just one person or two people." The family-style game is made up of thousands of officials, and no one can defeat an entire group on his own, otherwise there would not have been the confrontation between the inner city and the central city for so many years."
More and more participants gathered around him, and stars surrounded Mr. Minister. Hugo made an impassioned speech: "Our power is extremely powerful, which also proves the implementation of the Prohibition Act." It was a mistake, and other mobile cities in Colombia have proven that this bill is not feasible. Now it is our turn, let us tell the upstart that San Martin is Colombia’s San Martin, not a business garden!”
At the same time, on the other side of the municipal building, Thomas Conrad was sitting in an empty conference room, with his hands crossed, his eyes closed, and his breathing slowed down a little.
To be honest, he was the initiator of the prohibition bill. As a minority who supported the bill, he was bound to the same chariot as the Brave New World from the beginning. But now, he does not believe that the prohibition bill can be successfully implemented. The outside world is opposed to it. The calls were so fierce that he felt that his position as mayor was a little unstable.
In recent years, there have indeed been discussions on alcohol prohibition bills in other mobile cities in Colombia, but most of them were extinguished immediately. This bill has no ground for survival at present. Hedonistic luxury still dominates. The only chance is to integrate movement attacks. Local war in Longmen.
It's a pity that the gang of thugs turned around and took Chernobog back to farm. There was no war and a lot of high-quality power was produced. It had to be said that those farmers from the Ursus Icefield did know how to farm. land.
There was no external war, last year's food harvest was bumper, and there were far fewer disasters. Outsiders have only been pouring into Colombia for a short period of time, and the plan to expand westward has just begun. The Colombian dream of local citizens is still on the rise.
One Thousand Dao Ten Thousand, four words, are inappropriate.
Thomas covered his face with his hands in pain. If the vote fails today and the prohibition bill cannot enter the implementation process, his pursuit of re-election will become a dream. Moreover, this time he is on the opposite side of the majority of St. Martin's people. Once he falls into a disadvantage, he will start to fight. The mayor's impeachment will also be on the agenda.
Just as he was in agony, the door to the conference room opened. Thomas raised his head and saw a middle-aged man in his sight.
He is about 175 centimeters tall, with a handsome face. Even though he is old, his figure is not out of shape. He still maintains a youthful figure. He is wearing a custom-made formal suit, with a faint smile on his face, and his bright eyes. His eyes exude confidence.
"Mr. Lin."
This gentleman is Lin Xiaoxi, the actual controller of Brave New World. He has squeezed the bureaucrats of Saint Martin to the point of no return. He appears alone in the conference room, without bodyguards or secretary.
"Thomas, relax, things are not at their worst yet."
Mr. Lin's voice was soft, as he was born to do, and his words were neither hasty nor slow, making it impossible for people to perceive the emotions contained therein.
"Mr. Lin, your obsession will now bring us to a dead end. Now that things have happened, I also want to understand what is going on in your heart."
Thomas's eyes were bloodshot, and the tough guy born in the military could hardly stand it.
He didn't wait for Lin Xiaoxi to answer, and his deep voice echoed in the huge conference room: "Now the whole of Colombia is absorbing outsiders. As the bridgehead of the westward expansion plan, San Martin is the first stop for outsiders to participate in the westward expansion. We Too many people to eat.”
He stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers in front of Lin Xiaoxi: "After we banned alcohol, we noticed that various families with huge interests hidden in them used various methods to sell private wine and obtain high profits, while lurking around the city After the outsiders get the benefits, they only need a little fanning to stir up the foundation of the entire city."
"I know, I know everything."
Lin Xiaoxi stretched out her right hand and took the hand Thomas extended.
Even now, his eyes were still clear, and Thomas couldn't figure out whether he was crazy or had other plans.
