Henry seemed to believe Du Lin's statement, and the hesitation between his brows was immediately resolved. He looked at Du Lin and smiled, apologizing for his words and behavior just now, "I just..." He shook his head, "You You know, my father sometimes has a bad temper, so... I hope you can understand."
Du Lin looked at him with eyes that cared for mentally retarded children, "It doesn't matter, it's not important."
These things are indeed not important, and Dulin thinks Henry is a little mentally retarded. Of course, this may be related to the fact that the level he is exposed to is too low. Western World is called "the world". In fact, the most powerful people here are the governor and the Kadima Party. Their power and status are a bit too low compared to those in the imperial capital. Henry has been working and living in the west since he took over the family business. He does not understand or read some of the signals from the empire's top officials at all.
Dulin believed that his father's friend's so-called complaint did not mean that he was involved in colluding with western capitalists, but that the matter was involved in a high-level political struggle for two reasons.
The first reason is that after the Ministry of National Defense formulates a strategic plan, it needs the approval of the cabinet. Maggs has a lot of power. It can be said that he has control over the military and political affairs. However, many times he does not have so much energy to take care of all aspects, so there is a cabinet and ministers. and various official agencies. These people will handle the complicated little things for Mags, and the final things that require Mags' signature will still be presented to Mags for his signature.
Even if he doesn't need to sign, he still needs to know, especially given the current turmoil in the west, which has become the area of greatest concern to the cabinet. The cabinet will not let go of any disturbance, so how can it ignore the modification of the plan formulated by the Ministry of National Defense? Even if someone doesn't want Maggs to know, the Secretary of Defense will let Maggs know. The reason is that he doesn't want to take the blame for any of his subordinates. He told Maggs about the changes. If any problems arise in the future, it will be Maggs's fault or his. He is just an "incompetent" mouthpiece for his subordinates' problems.
There are many such incompetent mouthpieces in official organizations, but this does not mean that they are really incompetent people.
Since the cabinet can pass it and Maggs can nod, then the problem is not one person's problem, but Maggs's problem. The plan he agrees to, his opinion is the final opinion, and he should be responsible for the final opinion.
The second reason is that the high-level people are now fighting fiercely in invisible places. The civilian faction headed by Powell and the aristocratic faction headed by Maggs are fighting openly and secretly. The two sides regard the next party seat and the prime minister's seat as the core contradiction, and they try to win over each other as much as possible. New Party insiders. The guy who sent the message for Henry was most likely involved in such a struggle, or he had already taken a stand before this happened. There is no right or wrong in political struggle, only friend and foe. So when public opinion reverses what he promotes, it just gives his political opponents an excuse to attack him.
Moreover, this is just a complaint. This is not a question or a pursuit of blame. It is just a complaint.
Dulin believed that the guy complained about the steel tycoon and got himself pulled into the whirlpool, but he was definitely not complaining that he was going to be unlucky. Otherwise, he would definitely make a more decisive decision, and it would be impossible to let Henry know. Dulin felt that this might be a test from Henry's father, trying to see if his son had grown up in this way.
Here Dulin sighed sincerely for Henry's father. This bastard was not aware of such an obvious problem at all, so he could only stay in the west for the rest of his life.
Of course, Henry should also thank Du Lin properly, otherwise he would not be able to get around in the West as the second son of a steel tycoon, and he would never be able to compete with his brother for family property in his life.
Henry brought Dulin here today just for this matter. Now that his matter has been resolved, it is Dulin's turn.
Last time, Du Lin planned to find time to have a private chat with Henry about the Earth God Cult. Last time there were too many people and it was difficult for him to speak. Now there were only two of them, and Dulin thought Henry was a very talkative person, so he needed to ask some questions clearly.
After less than ten seconds of awkward silence, Du Lin spoke up, "Do you know about the Tushen Cult?"
Henry was stunned for a moment, then nodded and admitted, "Yes, I know, why, are they looking for you too?"
"You mean they've been looking for you?" Dulin touched the beard on his chin. This would become a worry for him in the future, because his beard was a bit thick, but he didn't want to have a cyan chin. Dove told him that there was an excellent hair removal clinic in Ilian, which was very convenient. Although it would hurt for a while, those annoying hairs were gone and would not grow back.
Henry's expression became a little ambiguous. He lowered his head, clasped his hands to his lips and coughed, "What should I say?" He raised his head and searched for some words in his brain, "This is a very interesting question. Organization, you can meet a lot of people here. Of course, I think their chefs are good and the events are well organized. By the way, do they invite you to the next party? "
Du Lin felt that this might really be a fool. No wonder it was his brother who was doing business outside, which required a shrewd brain, and he, a poor mentally retarded child, was sent to the west for retirement. But he still felt that he was not responsible for the family. His contribution is no less than that of his brother. I hope he can be happy all his life!
"Yes, they invited me, but I'm not sure if they have any other intentions, so I need to find someone who knows to ask." Dulin decided to temporarily put away some thoughts about Henry in his mind. , and planned to regard Henry as his good friend, "How long have you joined the Earth God Cult?"
"About two years."
"Do they have any means of collecting membership fees? Or holding auctions in the name of religion or charity?" This is also a way for some illegal organizations under the banner of religion to make money. People will always have love. The richer the person, the more love he has. This is also one of the most contradictory aspects of human nature.
Those capitalists may use various means to exploit even twenty-five cents from workers, but when they are needed for charity, they will generously donate hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of donations, saying that they are Good guy? That's the devil's joke, but to say that they are bad people, they do take actions for charity, no matter what the outcome.
Henry shook his head and said: "No, there is no such thing as you imagined. Do you know what we call the Earth God Cult?" Dulin shook his head, and then he laughed heartily and said: "We call the Earth God Cult Called the Entertainment God Cult, they hold a grand party every month. You need to dress up a little and wear some props that can cover your features, such as masks. Then we will enter a huge party scene and pick up. The next thing you need to do is enjoy yourself.”
"Didn't they ask anything of you?"
"Request? No, no, that's why everyone is willing to join, entertain yourself to death!" Henry raised his finger and pointed at the ceiling, with a happy smile on his face like a believer praying devoutly in front of a shrine and receiving a response from the gods.
The more this happened, the more Du Lin felt that there was something wrong with this Earth God Religion.
A grand mask party is held every month, and such a party can make Henry, the second son of a steel tycoon, feel interesting, so the cost of holding such a party is probably a staggering figure. Once a month, twelve times a year, the Tushen Cult holds parties where the money comes from, why they hold such parties, and whether there are any people or organizations supporting their actions. These are all unknown.
"I believe there must be people who are unwilling to join this Earth God Cult. So do you know what happened to those who didn't join?"
Henry recalled it and said: "Very few people would refuse, but some people did not want to participate. Anyway, they didn't encounter any trouble. I remember that several people left the west, and that was it."
At the same time, in an inconspicuous city in the southern part of the empire, Mr. Roel walked into the Imperial Bank wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a trench coat with a turned-up collar. He had been holding back for a long time, more than half a month. , the news that his mine could not dig out anything has completely spread. Those creditors were searching for him everywhere and issued a reward of 5,000 yuan for him. Anyone who brought him alive to designated locations in several cities could get a reward of 5,000 yuan.
He must leave the empire immediately. It is too dangerous here. As for his original plan to return the money he defrauded by insurance fraud to his creditors, it has disappeared in these days. How could this money be returned to those people? He also planned to rely on this money as start-up capital to continue working hard in the federation.
"I want to transfer money to this account." Mr. Roel coughed and put a federal account on the table. This was an account he asked his wife who had already gone to the federation to register. With the signing of the "Monetary Memorandum of Understanding", cross-border inter-bank transfer services have been launched between the Imperial Bank and the three major federal banks. Of course, the transfer speed is a bit slow, and an additional 0.5% handling fee is required. But these are not problems at the moment before the good life starts again.
The bank staff recorded the account number with a smile. It is very common for customers like Mr. Roel to want to wrap themselves up. Some people are almost wearing masks to enter the bank for a deposit of several hundred yuan, not to mention Mr. Roel's dress. Not amazing.
The staff picked up the phone and confirmed the correctness of the remittance account number and nodded to Mr. Roel, "Dear Sir, the account number you requested to remit has been confirmed. Please provide the remittance account number and fill out this form. With the cross-border remittance certificate, I can make the remittance for you conveniently.”
(End of chapter)