The beating of Chester's heart made him feel uncomfortable as he sat on the train, even though he was sitting in the first class cabin of the neat train that had just appeared.
After about a year and a half of long investigation, inquiry, sorting and design, the Imperial Railways finally launched first-class services across the entire line. The reason why first-class cabins appeared so slowly is because the terms first-class and second-class cabins triggered protests from some social and ideological activists. They believed that the launch of this service on steam locomotives was a restoration of class concepts. An act to artificially increase social class.
This view must be said to be very strange, and what is even more strange is that this view actually has an audience that is unbelievable. In particular, the provincial Ya people group called for this dangerous idea not to be restored today after the concept of class hierarchy has been eliminated. Increased conflicts between different areas of society.
Therefore, the issue of first-class cabins has been repeatedly discussed and studied, and no less than ten hearings have been held for this purpose. In the end, the Imperial Supreme Court held that the purpose of establishing first-class cabins was to enable passengers to enjoy better treatment during the journey. Regardless of social class, anyone can fly first class as long as they spend money, regardless of their race or occupation.
That being said, even if you have money, homeless people and beggars will definitely not be able to buy first-class tickets.
At this time, Chester couldn't settle down in his heart. The death of brother Andy cast a shadow on him. Just like Klaus didn't know who did it to him before he died, Chester didn't know who it was. He had no idea what the purpose and motive of attacking the Anton brothers was. He even suspected that brother Andy's death might be related to Abel's death. After all, the brothers had only done this recently.
And this made Chester frightened. If it was really for this reason, would those who took action would take action against him? After all, he played a very disgraceful role, not only trying to steal Abel's property, and send him back to God, will those killers choose him
So after he dealt with everything in anxiety, he packed up and sold all Abel's accumulation of more than ten or twenty years, and got on the train to Odis City. He believed that within Dulin's control, if someone wanted to kill him, Dulin's opinion must be considered first.
The first-class service has just been launched. There are only twelve independent cabins in one carriage, ensuring the private space and privacy of every passenger.
A knock on the door woke up Chester. After asking in a low voice, the sweet voice of the flight attendant came from outside the door. He opened a crack and saw a young girl standing in the aisle with various items in the cart. Drinks. The Empire's Second Prohibition on Alcohol seemed to have no meaning to the cabin crew, as if it was not even aware of its existence. In addition to spirits with high alcohol content, there are also alcoholic drinks with slightly lower alcohol content.
"Sir, do you want anything to drink?" The ticket, worth six yuan each, provided a light meal and two free drinks.
Chester felt that his nerves were a little nervous. He glanced at the wine on the cart and was a little confused, "Give me a glass of wine that can relax me, thank you!"
The flight attendant quickly picked up a wine bottle, poured him a glass of wine, and placed it on the saucer at his hand. "Please take your time. If you need anything, press the green button on your left. I wish you a pleasant journey." "
Chester thanked him again and closed the hatch. He picked up the wine and took a sip. When the spicy liquid rolled in his mouth, he had a desire to spit it out, but he still swallowed it, and the flames followed. The heat rushed into his stomach. After a burst of irritation in his stomach, the heat completely dissipated and he breathed a sigh of relief.
It only took less than three hours to get to Otis City from Namirindes. He fell asleep for a while, and when he woke up, the announcement in the train was telling all passengers that Otis City had arrived. He held his forehead and shook his head. His eyebrows were already knitted together. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a little pain in his stomach. He checked the suitcase, picked it up and got out of the car under the guidance of the flight attendant.
He stood on the platform to figure out the direction and then left quickly. The girl who poured him wine before kept staring at him through the car window until she lost sight of him.
The fast pace made his whole body move. Chester would cover his stomach from time to time. He always felt his stomach was getting more and more uncomfortable. He guessed it was because he hadn't eaten. I have been in a state of mental stress these past few days. I often forget to eat when I am busy, and I don’t think about it until the strong feeling of hunger strikes. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was still a while before the time he and Du Lin agreed on. He found a small restaurant on the roadside and ordered a local specialty, minced beef mixed with steamed wheat kernels.
When he came here the first two times, he felt that Otis City was really a countryside. Only country people would use steaming to process wheat kernels, and he didn't think it was that delicious. But after returning to Namirinds, what impressed him most about the city of Otis, apart from the young mayor, was this kind of minced beef mixed with steamed wheat kernels. The beef and soup are completely covered on the steamed wheat kernels, and there is a goose egg yolk on the top. After stirring, the mellow taste combines with the unique taste of the beef, which is unforgettable for a long time.
While eating, he was thinking about what he would discuss when he met Du Lin later. He decided to give up more benefits to win in advance. Brother Andy died, and so did Abel. He knew that he could not afford the right to operate public transportation in a city, so he had to make a choice.
In the past, Abel had a wide network of contacts, so he could.
The Andy brothers are also okay, because they are ruthless enough and others will not mess with these two guys.
But he alone can't.
It's not like he hasn't tried before. He had been helping Abel do things before. At that time, the big shots would meet him and listen to what he said. But after Abel died, he discovered that no one among the connections he thought belonged to him wanted to see him. Only then did he realize that he was not a big shot at all, but a very small person who was not even qualified to meet those people.
His only idea now is to give up more profits, hug Du Lin's thigh tightly, and then find a remote place to live a prosperous and ordinary life in a few years until the end.
Suddenly, a stream of heat surged out of his nostrils. He quickly raised his face and reached out to touch the liquid flowing out of his nostrils. The scarlet blood surprised him. He pushed away the plate and dropped a dollar. He took out a handkerchief and stuffed his nostrils. At the same time, he had to use one hand to cover the extra handkerchief. He left the restaurant in embarrassment.
After walking for about ten minutes, I waited inside the door of the city hall for a while before walking upstairs. He took off the handkerchief outside the door of Dulin's office and the nosebleed stopped, but he felt the blood coagulated in his nasal cavity, which made him uncomfortable. At the same time, the abdominal pain became more severe, and he began to wonder if he had eaten or drank something unclean.
In his memory, when he was playing outside with his friends when he was a child, he was too thirsty and drank some river water. As a result, he had a stomachache for two days before he recovered.
He took a deep breath, wiped away the dried blood outside his nostrils, took a deep breath to gather his strength, patted his cheek, straightened his tie, and knocked on the door of Dulin's office.
"Come in!"
A seemingly sincere smile appeared on his face the moment he opened the door. He first greeted Du Lin, then sat on the chair opposite Du Lin, "Mr. Mayor..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Du Lin.
"I heard your boss died?"
Chester was stunned for a moment, and his brain boiled instantly. Countless excuses flashed in front of him. He finally decided to tell the truth, "It is indeed the case. This is very tragic news. I happened to be outside for Abel at the time. Mr. Abel is doing something." The regret and sorrow on his face were as real as those of an actor who had been trained since childhood, and even his eyes were a little red. "Now that I have taken over Mr. Abel's company, that's why I asked to see you. The issue of urban public transportation we discussed last time may need to be revised.”
Du Lin put down his pen, sat back in his chair, clasped his hands and pressed them on his legs, "How to change it?"
"I plan to..." He suddenly raised his head, took out a handkerchief and pressed it to his nostrils. At that moment, he took a breath, and something with a solid touch slid down his nose and into his throat. The heat came back again, "I'm very sorry, I'm rude."
"Mr. Abel's death has dealt a serious blow to me. I have been feeling a little unwell recently..." He continued to get down to business: "On the original basis, I decided not to receive any subsidy from the city hall, not even a penny. At the same time, I also hope that the city hall can take a stake. I looked through the information of several well-known developed cities in the empire. The public transportation systems of these cities are in the hands of the city hall.”
“I think this is very beneficial to the subsequent operations. On the one hand, the city hall can supervise our work, and at the same time, there are no artificial obstacles in coordination, which is conducive to the healthy development of public transportation companies.”
Dulin was very interested in this proposal. He pondered for a moment and said, "Your idea is very interesting and I think it's good. But what about the details?"
Chester put the suitcase on his lap, rolled his eyes downward, opened the suitcase with one hand and took out a document and placed it on the table, "This is my plan..."
"puff!"
A strong desire to vomit could no longer be suppressed. He thought he was going to be embarrassed, but he actually lost his life.
The blood mist dyed the documents in his hand red, and he fell to the floor with his eyes blank.
I’m so tired after driving for a long time that I can’t keep my eyes open. I have another chapter that I’ll type and post tomorrow during the day.
(End of chapter)