coming!
Whether the more than one hundred people in the mine were dead or alive was a matter of a word from the young man in front of him.
A high degree of tension grabbed Mo Yu's throat like a big hand, and a strong feeling of retching crazily surged up, and the pain and itching in her lungs tortured her already fragile nerves.
But she didn't dare to make a sound or even make any unnecessary movements with her body.
At this time, even the slightest change is very likely to make the Governor change his mind.
"I don't need you to give everything." Jiang Sui glanced at the people who were still speaking on the stage and smiled, "Just like those people don't need alcohol to be crazy."
Mo Yu's mood sank to the bottom.
Is this...is this rejection?
It was obviously not the smoke-filled environment in the mine, but Mo Yu still felt the familiar feeling of suffocation - if even the Governor refused to help, then who else could they turn to?
The local “aluminum association”?
There is absolutely no way that these money-minded people would offend the "Gerbil Gang" for the sake of the more than 100 people in the abandoned mine.
At most, provide a little support other than help.
Fight again...for the last time...
"total……"
Jiang Sui raised his hand to stop the girl from speaking and motioned for her to continue listening: "I have only one request, or order, for you. From now on, you will only be allowed to pay your due taxes to the Governor's Mansion. Other than that, You are not allowed to pay money to any force, do you understand?"
Mo Yu suddenly raised her head. The huge despair and sudden twists and turns made her unable to believe her ears for a moment: "You...what do you mean?"
Jiang Sui was very patient with this girl who just wanted to survive: "After today, there will be no more Gerbil Gang."
Mo Yu was almost in tears. She wanted to praise the governor's kindness and kneel on the ground to kiss his expensive boots, but she knew better that at this time, she had to settle the matter quickly.
"Everyone in Black Mine is your most loyal servant! Your loyal servant will always be grateful for your gift!"
Jiang Sui, who came from time-travel, was very uncomfortable with this kind of behavior. He frowned and reiterated: "You have only one obligation, pay the tax you should pay. Okay, go back and wait for the news."
After speaking, he threw a silver coin on the table and left the shabby beer hall through the side door.
The banknotes issued by the previous Governor-General have long been reduced to a pile of useless paper due to hyperinflation.
Fortunately, Tianhaixing's mineral resources are not too barren, otherwise it would be possible to directly regress back to the era of barter.
At the same time that Jiang Sui left the tavern, several people with obviously cleaner clothes also stood up, quietly separated from the crazy crowd, and left the bar.
Outside the tavern, Jiang Sui enjoyed the cool breeze coming in his face. He squinted his eyes and smiled at the tall woman who came out: "Warrant Officer Gu, if you have anything to say, you can say it now."
Gu Qinghuan performed the most standard imperial military salute: "Mr. Governor, as a guard, I will not question any of your actions. But I still want to remind you that the Gerbil Gang is your supporter, not your enemy."
Supporters...Jiang Sui was not surprised by this.
Even this word is a bit modest. Specifically, the criminal groups represented by the Gerbil Gang are the foundation of the rule of the Tianhaixing Governor's Mansion.
Jiang Sui got into the car with a smile and asked Gu Qinghuan to sit with him: "The Governor's Mansion needs their control over the grassroots, and they need official endorsement to stamp their actions as legal... Of course they must support the Governor Mansion."
"The Governor's Mansion only needs to set a tax standard lightly, and the Gerbil Gang only needs to pay the money on time. The governance of a region is completed at such a low cost. It seems very efficient and easy, doesn't it?"
"But how many days have we been on this planet? With all due respect...the doomsday scene here is as common as daily life. There are wind and sand caused by environmental degradation everywhere, and various gangs are taking root in the people like tree roots. Crazy It sucks blood, but it cannot bring any order. The people live in abandoned mines that can only dig out stones, but they bear the same taxes as gold mines."
"They have to fight hard to survive and cannot afford such a heavy tax. Every penny means life, blood and sweat, extremely difficult collection... and violence. Perhaps the cost of collecting a penny of tax must go to My two cents, this is the breakdown of order at the grassroots level.”
"So the Governor's Palace can only rely on criminal groups, and the criminal groups use the banner of the Governor's Palace to do all kinds of evil and plunder wantonly after paying the taxes - after all, the remaining part of the taxes is their money. Who can not fight hard?"
"They have taken advantage of it, and they have insulted the Governor's Mansion. Of course they support such a Governor's Mansion, of course they support such a Governor. They wish they could sing my name every day, and wish I could continue to rule them for a hundred or a thousand years."
"But do we really need them? Are taxes really that hard to collect? It's not."
"Warrant Officer Gu, you have a piece of fat on your hand. If you grab it, it will be full of oil. But if your hand is a stone, even if you scrape it out of sparks, you won't be able to scrape out a drop of oil."
"Development, and only development, can truly solve problems. When taxation is only an insignificant part of everyone's income, taxing is an extremely simple task."
Gu Qinghuan looked around, wary of those eyes of hatred and fear, and said calmly: "But you lack time, the empire's taxation tasks will not wait for your development."
Jiang Sui unfolded the map in his hand and said with a smile: "I have a bit of a weird personality. I don't want people who can't afford taxes to pay taxes."
“Who are you going to make pay the taxes?”
"Whoever can afford it will do it."
"Then who can pay the tax?" Gu Qinghuan was silent for a moment and asked.
"The gerbil gang is good." Jiang Sui drew a circle on the map and said calmly.
As a guard, Gu Qinghuan knew how difficult this force was to deal with, so he had to remind him again: "Mr. Governor, it is far more difficult to deal with the gerbil gang than to deal with the civilians."
"Even if I can't protect the people, I still have to deal with them? What's the point?"
Gu Qinghuan took a deep look at Jiang Sui. This beautiful and tall woman showed surprise for the first time: "You are a great person."
Jiang Sui complained while looking at the map: "No matter how you look at it, I can only be considered a normal person, right?"
Isn’t it normal to let the poor recuperate and let the rich take on more responsibilities?
Is it abnormal to ask people who cannot afford to pay taxes to pay taxes and to ask people who can afford to pay taxes not to pay taxes?
It has half a dime to do with greatness.
Gu Qinghuan saluted again seriously: "In an abnormal world, normality is great. Mr. Governor, I hereby swear to be loyal to you to the death. You will always be safe until you step on my body." "
Why do everyone talk so disgustingly?
Jiang Sui felt goosebumps when he heard this: "Okay, okay, don't say such unlucky words. Let's quickly discuss tactics when we get back later. As you said, they are not easy to deal with."
Even with the blessing of digitalization, all of his robot guards are at full combat effectiveness, with only 1% health left and only one wire left to exert 100% combat effectiveness. A battle of this scale cannot be easily solved by f2a.
