Du Lin's work and rest schedule is very regular. He is not like Kevin who plays almost every night. He wants to lie with women without clothes all day long and discuss some issues that he may be tired of.
Kevin's expansion is because he believes that he has reached the ceiling, and that nothing can suppress him. In the lawyer industry, he has become a benchmark and a role model, and it is time to start harvesting. So he has swelled, he has no pursuits and ideals, no goals and motivation. He has become the best in this industry, and he can't find anything that can remind him to always remind himself to be modest and prudent, and to continue to persevere.
But Dulin is different. For Dulin, his long march has just begun. His ceiling is still far away from him. He is neither a governor nor a prime minister, nor is he the leader of a political party. He is just the mayor of a small city, and his relationship with the governor has broken down. He still has a lot to do. Whether it is revitalizing his nation or changing the country through his own ideas, he has not yet done it, so he is far from the point where he can relax.
In the luxurious executive suite, several people were sitting around the grandnephew. They looked like elites from the upper class in suits and ties... Oh no, they were, if you don't think about what they were talking about.
"I have been following Du Lin these past few days, and I found that it is not easy to start. Du Lin's life is too regular, and it is difficult for us to find opportunities." The person who spoke was the helper of the grand nephew. If the grand nephew is the most popular person in the entire Cape family, If he is a third-rate person, then his helpers, that is, his cousins, cousins, and friends are the most marginal and inferior. They hope to cling to their grandnephew's lap to improve their status within the family or gain a higher social status. In fact, everyone's starting point is the same.
Obtain more family shares, gain more say, and enjoy a more wonderful life.
The guy glanced at his grandnephew and continued: "And I noticed that there are always people around Dulin protecting him. I don't know how many people there are, but as of today, they have changed their faces eight times. I suspect there are more people." Around him, they have been quietly protecting him."
Keen observation is enough to discover some problems in three days. For example, there are always some people around Dulin who keep pace with Dulin. These people seem to be scattered among passers-by, but their routes are always the same. Dulin is the same. When these people get close to the city hall, and when Dulin enters the city hall, they will suddenly disperse, and there will no longer be a unified pace and rhythm.
When Du Lin walked out of the city hall after work, some other inexplicable passers-by suddenly appeared, similar to when Du Lin went to work. They surrounded Du Lin, keeping a distance of several to ten meters, and kept Du Lin away. Lin Protector was in the middle of them.
Du Lin has very sound protection measures. What's more troublesome is that he doesn't drive whether he's commuting to or from get off work, and he doesn't like to go out to enjoy himself. He lives a life of two o'clock and one line of work like an ascetic monk. It was hard to imagine that a young man of Dulin's age could endure such a boring life. They didn't understand whether he regarded the boring life as enjoyment, or whether there was some kind of force that forced him to live such a boring life.
The great-nephew scratched his head. The rules of life are so concise that it is a bit difficult to start with. You can't drive a vehicle directly into pedestrians on the roadside, right? That is not a threat, but a terrorist attack, which may cause a sensation throughout the empire. In the end, it will definitely not be Solo who is unlucky, but his grandnephew who is doing things badly. Revenge-related injuries are understandable, but if innocent people are implicated, they may die miserably.
"Has Dulin had any public activities recently?" If you can't find a suitable unexpected opportunity, you can only take another approach. He heard that Dulin was the largest smuggler on the East Coast, and maybe he could do something about it. Isn't it normal for vendettas between gangs to happen? As long as they can't kill him...
It's just that there is another, more terrifying thought in the grandnephew's mind. He is considering whether to directly kill the mayor who told him to "get out."
There is no difference in spelling between the word "get out" and the word "get out." The difference in their true meaning lies in the tone used by the person who said it. If you say it with a smile, it will definitely urge you to leave quickly. The grandnephew felt that when Du Lin said this word to him, he must not go out, but get out.
This is the first person to trample on his dignity like this. He has encountered many people and things before. As long as he gives his last name, even if the other person is unwilling to compromise, he will maintain his grace and politeness and ask him to leave. Instead of telling him to go away like Du Lin.
He should do something to restore his dignity and wash away the shame imposed on him by the other party.
"The voting phase of the general election will officially end in two days. When the people in the imperial capital take away the pipe, he will give a short speech in the square of the city hall." B, the unpopular and marginalized person, told the intelligence he had obtained.
The great-nephew nodded, a chill flashing in his eyes, "Then we will implement the second plan..."
As a promising dirty worker, he always has many plans to deal with various things. It is obvious that he has planned to use the worst way to solve the tasks assigned to him by Zoro.
The great-nephew asked C, a marginalized person who was not popular, to bring a new map of Otis City. He spread the map on the table, and everyone in the room immediately gathered around it.
The great-nephew took a pen and drew a circle on the square of the city hall, and then drew a larger circle. "Generally speaking, there are not many people who come to watch such a speech. This is a good opportunity for us." . I believe there must be a lot of bodyguards present at that time, so we need to create something to divert their attention. I leave this matter to you." The great-nephew looked up at the unscrupulous marginal person A, who clicked. nodded.
"Then...", he kept drawing some simple lines on the map and marking the time next to some lines. If their target was just a small person, they didn't need to be so cautious at all and just walked over and took out the money. The gun thing is over. But this time their target is the mayor of a city, and they have to make their plan look perfect.
After constant discussions, everyone put forward their own ideas and opinions. They still had a lot of time, enough for them to find the most appropriate method to "warn" Dulin.
Time always passes quickly for those who work hard.
Du Lin had just arrived at the office and had not even sat down to rest for ten minutes when Dove reminded him that he would need to go outside to deliver some speeches later. The recyclers in the capital have already loaded the sealed cans filled with ballots onto the truck. Next, Dulin needs to say something in the square outside the city hall to thank everyone for their trust in the new party and him during the voting process. .
In an election year, there will always be scenes like this. Before and after voting, politicians will always refresh their sense of presence among the people. At this time, politicians are like the best in people's imagination. , but it won’t be long before they turn into another idiot.
Dulin straightened his clothes and walked out empty-handed. He didn't need a speech script because he knew how to express himself and what these people needed to hear. He is not an incompetent politician, not the kind of mayor who needs a secretary to provide him with the meeting agenda and what he should say, ask, praise or object to every meeting.
At this time, many people had gathered in the square outside the city hall. There were not only locals in Otis City, but also some outsiders who came to Otis City to look for business opportunities. They looked at the people who walked calmly out of the huge pillars. Du Lin, the noisy discussions in the square gradually quieted down.
"As usual, I should now thank the new party, thank the leader of the new party, Mr. Maggs, and our governor, Mr. Harry, and then I would also like to thank you and say some words that can never be fulfilled to make you happy..."
As Du Lin finished his sentence, the silence in the entire square lasted less than three seconds before huge laughter broke out.
Was he wrong
No, he was not wrong, "according to convention" it is most appropriate for him to say so, because it can't go wrong. He thanked everyone, so no one would make him look bad, but he didn't mean to say that.
Many people like surprises, because surprises make them feel fresh and have unprecedented joy. Du Lin did it in just half a sentence.
He also smiled and kept nodding his head to greet the citizens in the square. Even some people who had just come from out of town found that they seemed to like this young mayor a little bit.
Standing on the street wearing an apron and looking at the high-spirited young man in the square, Alice was different from others. She was gnashing her teeth.
It seems that everything has become out of control since she met Du Lin. She originally wanted to interview for a big news - it was not the first time she had misinterpreted the conversation, but she didn't expect that Du Lin wouldn't give it to her at all. Chance. Then she thought she could get what she wanted out of a young man's mouth and paid an expensive meal for it, only to be tricked.
What makes her even more annoyed is that she can't find a pawn shop here, so that she now needs to do odd jobs here to get the money for the ticket to Leeds.
It's all his fault!
Alice's eyes were quickly attracted to a car on the side of the road. The four people in the car raised their wrists at the same time, and then fiddled with something on their wrists, like...
Right time!
(End of chapter)