It wasn't that Luke was burning too much money, it was because the atmosphere at the aid station was not very good.
A large group of residents in the community have lost their families and even loved ones, and the depression has affected the atmosphere of the community.
These people in the rescue station and the home improvement company can also provide him with tens of hundreds of experience points every day.
Hosting this party, doing some charity sweepstakes, and at the same time promoting the improvement of their own plight by participating in two companies, should help some people.
Although the harvest is not much, but fortunately, basically only need to pay.
However, the so-called medicine cures diseases, and those lazy diseases that have no cure are not within the scope of Luke's help.
When there are fewer people in the aid station, he will reduce the treatment.
It is impossible to do nothing in it, eat fat for nothing, and sleep full of fat.
He is helping people, not raising pigs.
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May and Doris are very efficient.
The two rushed over that day and discussed the main procedures with Luke.
On the second day, the application and registration of the municipal government was completed, and the preparations for the party were also carried out simultaneously.
On the third day, everything was ready, and the party officially began in the evening.
Luke directly invited Misty and George Stacy, as well as the police officers of the 15th Precinct who were free to participate, to hold a "police-people get-together" event.
As long as there are more than a dozen police officers, there will be volunteer order maintainers.
Chief George is also very interesting.
Including him, there were exactly ten people from the 15th Sub-bureau, not too many and not too few, and except for the director himself, the others were all patrolmen who came by car.
Luke was also very considerate, and asked the Social Work Office to send someone to question these patrolmen and send them the hot drinks and food they needed, except for beer.
Patrolmen are more sensible.
They were scattered on the riverside avenue where the party was held, and they were placed in groups about 100 meters away, and the half-kilometer party was included in the monitoring range.
Two years ago, the residents of Clinton District would never have partyed under the nose of the patrolman, because there were too many guys with hot criminal records living here.
Now these criminals are basically tossed away by Batman, Black Catwoman, and Daredevil, and the rest are basically natives of the Clinton area.
Most of them are good citizens who work or help in home improvement companies, social work offices and other places.
Luke asked Charlie and Laka to say hello, and told them that the patrolmen were "security guards" invited by the boss of the Relief Foundation.
So, everyone didn't pay much attention to these patrolmen.
When night falls, the cold wind blows by the river, but the streets are very lively.
All kinds of hot food are on the stove, exuding tempting heat, and the community rap band formed on the spot can even go up and perform by themselves.
Those who sing well are surrounded by people, and those who sing poorly... well, they have to watch even more, and sneer a few words loudly by the way.
The trauma of the Great War in New York made the Clinton district hardly festive this Christmas, but it was today.
This is of course Luke... the credit for giving the money.
All food, drinks, and fun are free, and even the two claw machines moved are free, but there is a queue and a limit of three times per person.
Other pinball machines and boxing machines can be played casually.
This makes the party venue surrounded by ribbons look like a small carnival.
Director George looked at everything in front of him, and said to Luke beside him with a smile: "It's a good idea. Without the buffer of festivals, people will feel that life is hopeless."
Luke also nodded with a smile: "You guys are also under a lot of pressure recently, right?"
George smiled a little helplessly: "No, the law and order in our 15th Precinct is currently one of the best in New York—only worse than those rich people's communities."
Luke said nothing.
George also seemed to rarely say this to people, and lowered his voice a little: "Although saying this will make it seem that the Fifteenth Bureau is useless, but this is all thanks to Batman and his friends. It is they who made the Clinton district survive after the war. So stable."
Luke smiled: "Why do I feel that you are actually not reconciled? Director George."
"I respect Batman and the others. However, they don't get paid. Those of us who get paid are so useless." At this point, George suddenly felt that the beer in his hand was stale.
Luke pondered for a while: "Actually, it's okay to beat up a superhero?"
George: ...
Luke looked at his expression and shrugged: "Should we little policemen be allowed to deal with monsters or alien troops? We are not paid by the army."
George smiled wryly, feeling helpless about the situation.
There is always some gap between reality and ideal.
Batman and the others have robbed nypd of many jobs, but it is not nypd's job to save the world.
Do you want to blame others for being nosy? Then the world will not be saved!
After a moment of silence, he changed the subject: "I heard that you have something to do with the headquarters."
Luke: "Well, what do you want me to do for you?"
George was a little embarrassed at this moment, but he still asked, "Do you know something about the 15th Bureau?"
Luke nodded.
George: "Although I came here and rectified, some of the support that was promised to me was stuck."
Luke: "What support?"
George: "Police equipment, new firearms, body armor, riot shields, etc. Although the law and order in the Clinton area is okay now, we often need cross-district support recently. After a few times, many people are a bit... not so willing."
Luke understood.
Before the Fifteenth Division hooked up with Jin Bin, it was rotten from top to bottom.
Now that George took over in the past, he did a brilliant job, but as a result, nypd resigned twice in a row, and the clean-up work had to be suspended.
If the job is not finished, it is not so straightforward to give benefits from above.
Moreover, the New York War broke out, and the higher-ups were too busy. There was no time to talk to him, the chief of the small bureau with an unstable foundation.
The people below don't want to drive a broken car and carry out tasks with old equipment.
Luke rolled his eyes, and suddenly raised his finger to look around the party venue: "See here? George."
George looked around with his hand, wondering: "Why, what's the problem?"
He had already touched the walkie-talkie at his waist, and it was his right as the bureau chief to call his subordinates for support if there was any disagreement.
Luke shook his finger: "No. I mean, there is a foundation here that is more enthusiastic about charity, and this community gathering is what it paid for."
George understood in seconds: "You mean, let me find this foundation to donate?"
Children can be taught! Luke nodded: "As long as you are willing to let your subordinates pay more attention to the security here, it will also protect charity."
George nodded thoughtfully.
Luke: "If you have this idea, go to Fudge and Matt from Nelson Murdoch. They are familiar with the foundation. You can discuss it with them first."
George exhaled and stretched out his hand: "Thank you, Luke."
Luke also reached out to shake his hand, and chuckled: "But let's say it first, Misty, you can't go back. Well, unless you want her to be promoted."
George also laughed: "She has been in a good state recently, and I think she should keep it going."