At night, Washington, D.C., Central Bureau Section 5.
In the dim corridor, Gwen dragged her somewhat tired body and walked forward.
Gwen has been extremely busy lately, often treating her workplace as her home. Even when ordering night service, she has to do it secretly in her dormitory.
Doing the job to this extent is definitely a role model in the industry.
Gwen walked to the infirmary and pushed open the door. There was only a black guy in a white coat on duty, sitting in a chair and fiddling with his phone.
"Paul!" Gwen looked a little painful and shouted at the black guy anxiously.
"What's wrong, Mr. Director?" Paul quickly put down his phone and stood up.
Gwen walked into the infirmary without saying anything, closed the door, and then took off her pants. Paul was slightly stunned, and then said with a little embarrassment: "Look... I haven't made any preparations... How about this, you wait here for a while, I'll go get ready."
Paul turned and went to the single room next door. Gwen ignored him and took off her clothes directly, then lay down on the hospital bed.
Paul came back soon, holding a medical iron square tray with tweezers, scissors, scalpels, alcohol cotton and other medical supplies on it.
"Mr. Director... it's not convenient for me to do it like this. Please raise it a little higher." Paul suggested.
Gwen obeyed and said, "Be gentle."
Paul moved closer and used tweezers to gently pry open the gap, which made Gwen feel a little cool.
"Oh my god..." After observing the situation, Paul frowned and said, "Director, the situation here is very serious! It is even worse than the bombed positions in Saint Paul City! Many places have begun to ooze pus. I suggest you take a leave and have an operation. It will be better."
"We'll talk about it later." Gwen urged, "Hurry up, I can't hold on for much longer."
"Sorry, please let me... let me wear a mask first." Paul put on the mask and looked much more relaxed. Then he used alcohol cotton to clean the surrounding area. Then he used a knife to pick open the bubbles inside little by little to release the pus.
The problem of hemorrhoids has troubled Gwen for a long time, and what made the problem worse was a series of unfortunate events that happened recently.
First, Wu Boxin was lost in District 2, causing heavy losses to the Fifth Division. Originally, they thought they could use Huo Dongsheng to win back a game, wash away the shame he left in District 2, make up for the previous work mistakes, and thus completely turn things around.
But he didn't expect that the civil war within the Chinese Workers' Union would break out ahead of schedule, completely disrupting all his plans and sniping Huo Dongsheng to death in St. Paul's City.
Gwen didn't dare to go to Saint Paul City in person, for fear that those warlords who were loyal to their father would change their minds at the last minute and kill him directly. Therefore, he was powerless and could only control the area remotely.
But this will make many things inconvenient to operate, affecting efficiency and progress. Yesterday, he also called his foreign fathers to apply for increased support for Huo Dongsheng and Huaxing Trading Company, and asked them to communicate with the officials and troops of Shengbao City to influence Gustav's decision.
However, unexpectedly, this was directly rejected by the director of the Central Bureau, because the upper echelons were considering whether it was worth spending such a high price to support the remnants of the Chinese Workers' Union that had been split.
This matter has not yet been concluded. It is estimated that tomorrow's meeting will discuss this issue.
"Ah!" Gwen suddenly cried out softly, her thoughts interrupted by the sudden pain.
"I've finished, sir. It looks much more beautiful now..." Paul applied medicine to the director skillfully, and then advised: "Pay more attention to rest recently and apply medicine every day. Don't eat spicy food, don't drink alcohol, don't stay up late... It's better to have surgery."
"Okay, thank you. Only you can cure my butt bone..." Gwen waved her hand, then climbed down from the bed, took the suppository handed to her by Paul, and limped out of the infirmary.
Gwen returned to her dormitory and didn't dare to take a shower. She could only sleep on the bed all night.
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The next morning, the military council to discuss the solution to the problems in Santa Pau was held as scheduled at the Central Bureau headquarters.
Many high-level officials from District 1 came to the meeting. Several white leaders with general stars could be seen in the meeting room. In addition, the leader of the Chinese Expeditionary Force and Kang Dinghuang from the Qingyi Bureau were also present. Next to the huge desk, there were no less than fifty or sixty people sitting on one level inside and one level outside.
As soon as the meeting started, it went straight into the classic exchange of words in the Free Country.
Some people believe that they should continue to support the Chinese workers' union. After all, a lot of resources and energy have been invested in it before, and giving up now will mean all the previous efforts will be wasted.
But another group of people held the opposite opinion. One white general directly put forward his point of view that the National Bureau of Investigation and the Chinese District would definitely not give up on strangling Huo Dongsheng so easily. If they continued to support the Chinese Workers' Union, they would inevitably be caught in a long-term tug-of-war with the Chinese District.
In other words, if District One wants to protect the city of Santa Pau, it will have to pay a heavy price, and war may even break out.
The general's views were shared by almost everyone, and everyone felt that it was not worth it to continue like this.
After the split, the size of the Huagong Association and Huaxing Trading Company has shrunk significantly, and they have lost their original influence, which does not meet the original expectations of District 1. This group of people suggested that the remaining Huagong Association members be extradited, and Huo Dongsheng, Wu Boxin and others be transferred to District 1 to avoid continued consumption with the Hua District in Shengbao City.
Neither side could convince the other, and the argument became very intense.
Gwen squatted on his own work, watching them coldly, without saying a word. He had already mentioned the pros and cons to his superiors countless times. How it would develop next, just like this hemorrhoid, was not something he could control now...
"Everyone, I have something to say." Just when everyone was arguing, Kang Dinghuang suddenly stood up.
Everyone gradually quieted down, wanting to hear the opinions of the recently-highly-publicized Director of the Tsing Yi Bureau.
"I personally think that we should not limit our vision and only think about how much we have to pay for the Baohua Labor Union and Huaxing Commercial Company." Kang Dinghuang said loudly with a stern look: "We should take a long-term view and think about how much the Chinese District can pay to eliminate Huo Dongsheng and his gang! Then consider whether Shengbao City will become the place of decisive battle caused by Chinese organizations. Let's put it this way, the necessity of our blocking is determined by the opponent's offensive strength. If the management structure of the Chinese Labor Union just flees back to District 1 in a panic... then the remaining influence is almost worthless. Because it means that we have admitted defeat and compromised. From then on... the momentum of these organizations controlled by the Chinese District to rise overseas will be unstoppable."
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Plus city, seaport.
A cargo ship slowly came in and docked at the harbor. Su Tianyu and Jiang Zhou stood on the dock, staring at the cargo ship with the Bana City logo printed on it.
"Let's do the deal tonight?" After the ship dropped anchor, Jiangzhou turned around and asked Su Tianyu.
Su Tianyu nodded: "No problem, I will trade with them tonight."