During dinner, Mrs. Vivian protected her belly and stretched her neck to take a bite of whole-wheat bread dipped in thick soup. Her appetite has been a bit light recently. Mrs. Vivian, who was pregnant for the first time, even found two from the slums. A slightly more comfortable woman of the same age came to take care of her daily life. Compared with those Guart women who would give birth to three, five or even more children in their lifetime, she did not understand how to be an expectant mother at all.
Changing eating habits is one of them. Children of the Guart people rarely die in the first few years after they are born. On the contrary, the rich and powerful people often hear about the death of their children. In order to protect the children in their stomachs, The child, Mrs. Vivian, decided to modify and improve everything according to the eating habits of the Guart people, and try to avoid foods that were too delicate and delicate.
It had to be said that the whole wheat bread was not very tasty even if it was dipped in the fragrant soup. She only ate a small piece and felt no desire to eat the second piece. She glanced at the vegetable salad in the bowl and suddenly felt... A feeling of being trapped in a cocoon. She had never eaten such bad food. The salads before had been made with all kinds of exquisite fruits. Never before had the bowl been so covered with green leaves and an almost invisible sweet sauce.
"Are you having a conflict with your little lover?" Mrs. Vivian picked up a napkin and touched her lips, looking at Peter sitting opposite her, "Or are you looking for another little girl? Sometimes I feel You are my father's child, because you have similar hobbies!" She was referring to the fact that both men like younger girls. Of course, she could understand this feeling, after all, she had done the same thing before. .
Peter put down the tea, licked the meat juice splashed on the corner of his mouth, swallowed the food in his mouth and took a sip of red wine before saying: "Ernst is in too deep. He is not only smuggling private wine, but also smuggling faces." Mushrooms and anesthetics. Do you know why there is always a shortage of anesthetics in the hospitals in our city? The missing quotas are all in his hands!" Peter picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, throwing it aside. The notice has been issued, and the Turnel City Contraband Investigation Bureau branch must be established within a week at the latest. The main staff are all from other places. I have to make some preparations, at least not to let outside guests see the illegal things in my home. Suitable for the dirt they see.”
The topic about Ernst ends here. The mayor and Vivian know very well that without the blessing of the mayor, the first person to deal with Ernst is Karul. Dulin's farm and trading company were all destroyed. People from the Contraband Investigation Bureau will soon be stationed at the station. Even if he comes out, he will no longer be able to smuggle wine through steam locomotives as openly as before. His business It’s over!
If Dulin is removed, and Ernst is removed, the entire smuggled liquor market in Turnel City will be controlled by Karul alone. More profits are enough to drive this old guy crazy. Unlike Ernst, he is not too involved with the mayor. If necessary, he can become a bargaining chip in the transaction between the inherent old forces and the Contraband Investigation Bureau. Of course, before having to do this, the mayor will still protect Karul a little. Part of the huge profits he made belongs to the old party.
"I heard you've been hanging out behind Queen Street a lot lately? Is there anything interesting there?"
Mrs. Vivian became slightly interested, and Peter was very good at finding topics. In recent times, Mrs. Vivian has been active near the slums. She called on more women to be independent by donating clothes and food to the poor. In the process of transforming into a feminist fighter during this period, Mrs. Vivian keenly discovered that women who are truly willing to join the feminist movement either have nothing or have a high status.
The former is fighting for their own interests and future interests, while the latter is full and has nothing interesting to do, so they simply want to find something to do. So she focused her development mainly on the slums. It has to be said that her senses are very keen and bright. The feminist movement has only been developed for more than 30 days and has already developed more than 50 feminist activists.
Some of them are Ogdin people, a small number of provincial people and a very small number of Guart people. Guart women only account for 3% of the total number. But even though the number was small, Mrs. Vivian was still very happy. This meant that the women of Turnel City were finally unwilling to be manipulated by men and stood up bravely. To this end, the founders of the feminist movement in the capital and the General Assembly also sent congratulatory letters, explaining that at the General Assembly's general meeting, they unanimously approved Mrs. Vivian as the branch president of the Turner City Feminist Games.
For the first time, Mrs. Vivian has been recognized by more people with her own efforts, and she has also taken the first step in pursuing her ideals. She has never been so full of fighting spirit and emotional as she is now. These days Every night before going to bed, I have to read the General Assembly's letter several times before I can sleep peacefully.
The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, she nodded and stood up. When she turned around, she said with a smile: "I think the priest is right. Only selfless dedication can make people feel happy and cleanse the dirt in the soul!"
The mayor was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "This is the funniest joke I've heard this year."
The nobles understand the church just as the church understands the nobles. There is almost nothing to cover up or hide between them. The two sides have been fighting for hundreds of years, and they have already seen through their opponents. If an ordinary person said this, the mayor would definitely believe it, but as a descendant of a noble family, Mrs. Vivian also said this, he found it funny.
The Lord Mayor laughed heartily, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he smiled, and the sense of relief from what he had done before poured into his body. After more than a month of busy work, that damn tax investigator finally left Tenel with a dark face, and some restless forces in the city were also cleared away. Although he still had to fight with the newly established Contraband Investigation Bureau, he did not feel frustrated or discouraged. Instead, he was as full of fighting spirit as Mrs. Vivian.
He doesn't know what it means to have endless fun fighting with others, but he knows that there is an old proverb in the empire - apples stolen from the enemy are always more delicious than those grown by oneself!
Ernst disappeared overnight, and the Flame Skull began its outward expansion for the first time in recent years. The newly established Contraband Investigation Bureau was also unveiled on such a day. These things didn't seem to have much to do with Dulin, who was chatting with Xiu En.
Xiu En changed from his previous sloppy image and became extra energetic. He wore a crisp suit and the hair wax on his hair made it look like a wig. He sat on the other side of the table, put his hands on the table, pursed his lips but couldn't stop the smile on his face.
"If you are here to laugh at me, then you can laugh as much as you want." Dulin lit a cigarette, which came from Xiu En.
Xiu En waved his hand, "I'm not here to laugh at you, I just want your blessings and congratulations. Do you know? I am now the first director of the Contraband Investigation Bureau in Tener Region!", he grinned. He couldn't close his mouth anymore. He never thought that such a position would fall on him. It wasn't until he sunk his face into the basin filled with cold water that the ice was biting that he realized clearly that all this was happening. it is true.
His old boss sent him a letter, saying that he was recommended to the superiors as the first director of the Contraband Investigation Bureau in the Turnell area. After receiving the approval, the governor immediately gave Xiuen a notice of appointment. Shu, he is now the director and holds great authority in his hands.
Du Lin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Congratulations, I also discovered that you are not here to laugh at me, you are here to hurt me. Don't you know what I do?"
Xiu En smiled and said: "Of course I know, and this is also the purpose of my coming to see you."
Xiu En has a plan. All previous plans have been scrapped. Now he has a brand new plan with a high success rate. He hopes that Dulin can continue to smuggle moonshine. He will give Dulin the green light, and at the same time, he will suppress Karur as much as possible and completely wipe him out of the Tener area, making Dulin the only moonshine merchant here. He did this not because he was corrupted, nor because he and Dulin were friends. His real purpose was the huge profits Dulin made from smuggling private wine.
To put it bluntly, it’s money.
This money is not wanted by him, but by the old parties. Once Tenel's rampant smuggling industry is reshuffled, the old parties who want to continue sucking blood from the underground world and transporting it to the center of the empire will have to find a new partner. As long as they cooperate with Du Lin, there will definitely be some evidence and loopholes left. When the time comes, Du Lin only needs to produce relevant evidence, and Xiu En will be confident enough to completely clean up the officialdom of Tenel City.
With such achievements, it is no longer difficult to return to the previous position.
As for how Du Lin will deal with it in the end, Xiu En also has a comprehensive consideration. He will send his plan to the governor. If the plan succeeds in the future, Du Lin will not suffer any losses. Of course, part of his illegal income and private wine cannot be lost. Do it again. But by that time, he had already saved a large sum of money, enough for him to spend most of his life, and he could live comfortably even without working.
This is his last gift to his only close "friend" in Tenel City!
Well, that's Xiu En's plan.
"You can think about it. It won't be too late to reply to me when you come out!" Xiu En said and was about to stand up. He had completed all his goals today. It doesn't matter even if Du Lin disagrees. With his current status, there will be many people vying to agree.
The moment he stood up, Du Lin nodded, "I agree!"
After the conference on the 21st, the busy work will be relaxed and there will be more time for coding. You may not believe it, but I still have four reports on my desk that need proofreading and revision.
(End of chapter)