In the "Empire Dream" long-seat luxury car, Lu Ming looked at Jennifer who was sitting timidly next to him, feeling amused and speechless for a moment.
When he came out all the way, she really grabbed the corner of his clothes and followed him into the car regardless of other people's eyes.
"What do you think of following me like this?" Lu Ming asked helplessly.
"I, I don't know..." Jennifer lowered her head slightly.
Lu Ming shook his head: "Where do you live now? I'll take you home."
"I, I used to live in the West District, but there are also Beiguan and Beiguan. I, I think I have been living in Beiguan recently..." Jennifer replied softly.
Lu Ming nodded and remembered, what was mentioned in the will, Sanliwan Garden, was a villa area similar to an American country style. Moreover, the people living there were basically Westerners, and Westerners probably wouldn't be there in Beiguan.
There are more than 10,000 people, most of whom live in the Sanliwan community.
In fact, the houses in Sanliwan are really not expensive, and it is not considered an upper-class community. After all, they are mainly two-story buildings with wooden structures, and the area is not large. With the shift of development focus in Beiguan, the Sanliwan area has also
The once prosperous place has gradually come to an end.
Sanliwan Community has a covenant that requires the consent of all owners to sell a house.
The main thing is that it is prohibited to sell houses to other ethnic groups, and other restrictions will not be difficult.
Sanliwan community is also one of the Beiguan constituencies and belongs to the 23rd constituency.
This house in Beiguan was probably bought for her by old Renault when he was arranging his funeral arrangements. The arrangement was temporary and he was in a hurry, so there was not much room for good houses to choose from.
"Go to Sanliwan." Picking up the phone, Lu Ming informed the driver in front of him.
Looking at this timid little white rabbit, Lu Ming suddenly became curious, "Jennifer, what did your father say to me? Want you to marry me?"
Jennifer lowered her head and said nothing.
Lu Ming rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Jennifer, look, you want to marry me and be the concubine of the fifteenth year, right? Then how do you become the concubine? First of all, do you have to listen to me and listen to me in everything?
Of? Your father...my uncle Renault, did you tell you this?"
Jennifer said quietly, "Yes."
"Okay, what did Uncle Renault tell you about me? Tell me now." Lu Ming coughed, feeling like the big bad wolf was bullying the little white rabbit. Moreover, Uncle Renault..., alas, the ghost of old Renault heard it.
Will this name make my scalp numb?
Jennifer was silent for a while and whispered: "My father, I'm talking about you, I'm talking about you..." She glanced at Lu Ming secretly, and there was a hint of panic in her light blue eyes.
"Don't be afraid, I won't be angry no matter what Uncle Renault says to me..." Lu Ming's tone was extremely gentle, and he gritted his teeth in his heart, I won't be angry.
"He said about you, even though you are very vicious..." Jennifer said the word "vicious" very quietly, "But, but, as long as you promise, you will definitely do it, so..."
Lu Ming nodded, maybe sometimes, the person who knows you best is really your enemy.
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In Sanliwan Community, the style of the two-story rural wooden buildings is very unified. Although the paint colors are different, they are very coordinated, giving people a very harmonious and beautiful feeling.
The Sanliwan Community Covenant does have requirements for house exteriors, lawns, etc., which is different from the fact that people in rural Zhongzhou can do whatever they want with their own homes. It requires that the appearance of residents' houses must comply with community requirements and must not damage the overall style of the community.
The long black luxury car drove into this neighborhood, attracting many people to stand at the door and watch.
After all, most Westerners here belong to the common class, or to put it nicely, the middle class, white-collar workers in the company, but they are not as frugal as the people in Central China, know how to enjoy life, and live a more refined life.
Jennifer's new home is in the middle of a row of small American-style wooden buildings, not far from a small square with a flower pond and fountain.
Inside the low white wooden fence, a black-haired maid in her forties was mowing the lawn. She was a little surprised to see the luxury car parked in front of her house. Then she saw Jennifer getting out of the car and hurried over and pulled away.
Gate: "Miss, you are here."
Jennifer whispered to Lu Ming: "She is Hill, my maid since childhood. She came here a few days ago to start organizing things here."
Hill bowed to Lu Ming respectfully, "Sir..." Zhongzhou dialect was fluent.
Obviously, she also knew what happened.
Lu Ming nodded to her. Kazuto Hesei, with black hair and deep eyes, would basically be regarded as a part of the Western people, but in fact, his status was relatively low among Westerners, and he was mostly engaged in physical work.
, and in my own eyes, He Saihe is a bit like a Latin person.
Hill led the way, and Lu Ming and Jennifer entered the wooden building. The living room in the porch was very spacious, with a dark green plaid sofa, a coffee table and a TV. It had a very casual layout, and the kitchen and bathroom were also very good.
Hill made coffee and then went outside to mow the lawn.
Jennifer took off her delicate silver flower-embellished top hat and silver hairpin. Her beautiful long chocolate-colored hair fell like a waterfall with slightly curls, which reflected her delicate little face, making her look even more pure and beautiful.
Lu Ming sat on the sofa, stamped his feet on the dark brown wooden floor, and said with a smile: "Actually, I really want to live in a cabin like this. It's very down-to-earth."
He put the coffee on the coffee table without touching it, and said, "Okay, your people have been delivered, and it's time for me to leave! It looks pretty good here."
Jennifer stood up, lowered her head, and whispered: "I will go to Wendebao to see you tomorrow. I will bring the driver and car myself, so I won't bother you to send it away."
Lu Ming smiled bitterly: "Why are you looking for me? Do you want me to agree to marry you as your little wife?"
Jennifer's pretty face paled slightly, she lowered her head and said nothing, and there were tears in her eyes again.
Lu Ming coughed. His words seemed vulgar compared to this innocent young lady who grew up in a small greenhouse, was favored by thousands of people and received an aristocratic education. However, her words were rough but not rough. She just used the beautiful title of the so-called concubine.
It's just been revealed.
But it's still a bit cruel. Jennifer is so pure, it's really like a clear water, and it's the clear immortal liquid that was worshiped in the past.
He does not understand the sufferings of the world and lives in a dream world spun by others, but it is also because of this that his whole person is so simple, and he has an extremely precious and high-level pure temperament.
She is just a carefree little princess who knows nothing at all.
Old Renault was overly protective of her in the past. Although he was from a noble family, there were very few such carefree little princesses nowadays.
After thinking about it, Lu Ming smiled and said, "Look, I now have two concubines, and a prospective concubine that I plan to marry. Of my two concubines, one is a god, let alone the other,
She can help me make money, and her looks and figure are at the level of a flower of the empire. My aunt-to-be is my childhood sweetheart and an excellent prosecutor and police officer. What about you, you want to be my fifteenth aunt?
What’s your specialty?”
Jennifer lowered her head, "I, I can play the piano, ride a horse, and dance ballet..." The more she spoke, the more confident she became. She reached out to wipe away the tears that fell on her face, trying to prevent herself from choking and crying in front of this man.
, because my father said that what such a man hates the most is a girl who cries all the time.
Looking at her, Lu Ming was helpless for a moment. He might as well sit on the ground and cry loudly, crying out all the grievances, embarrassments and sadness he had felt during this period. It was really heartbreaking to see him like this now.
"Okay, okay, I will seriously consider your request..." Lu Ming coughed, it seemed a bit strange that such a beautiful and elegant noble lady with a huge dowry wanted to be your little wife.
You reluctantly agree and think about it, feeling that you are almost no longer a normal man. However, you feel that you are too happy now. The three aunts and wives all have their own opportunities. If you ask for more, God will be jealous of you.
Unfortunately, it’s better not to live too arrogantly.
"Well, you promised and you will seriously consider it! My father said that you are the most trustworthy person in the world!" Jennifer looked up happily. She felt a little happy for the first time, probably because she agreed to her father's last wish.
, with her efforts, she finally made a small step forward, so be happy.
And her pure and beautiful face, although she looked happy at this moment, there seemed to be a hazy layer of mist in her deep light blue starry eyes. She was beautiful and charming, but she looked even more distressed.
Every wish was fulfilled, and everyone cried happily.
Lu Ming was helpless, what about you?
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After nearly a month after the assassination of the Boundary Commissioner, the campaign office finally reopened.
When the campaign officers were summoned and Lu Ming announced the good news, the office immediately burst into joy.
"The election is not going well, isn't it?"
The chief of affairs, Murong Xue, and the deputy chief, Mr. Gong, were called to the office by Lu Ming. Lu Ming smiled after asking, "My question seems very stupid."
Indeed, in the most critical month, the campaign has ceased and the candidates are deeper into the whirlpool of murders. Where will there be supporters?
"What's Cao Ying's support rate?" Lu Ming asked.
Murong Xue handed over a stack of information, recent polls, including newspaper clippings of Cao Ying's various activities.
Apparently, although the campaign office is temporarily closed, she has been collecting information on her opponents.
"Well, the latest poll is 69%. Not to mention, the opposition rate is more than 20%? It's a bit high. It seems that anyway, we have some loyalty in the third district.
His supporters? Those who oppose him should have 5 to 10 points. Are they our fanatical supporters?" Lu Ming looked through the materials.
Mr. Gong nodded: "Your idea of a community canteen, he doesn't have a very clever way to deal with it. He has always been known for his sharp writing and his courage to criticize current affairs. What he preached when he gathered voters and gave speeches were all about social justice.
But unfortunately, everything you have done for Huahua’s ancestors and grandchildren has been spread throughout the third district, and almost no one knows about it. Apart from writing a few articles, he has done nothing practical. "
Master Gong is completely different from before. His face is solemn. He obviously knows that now is not the time to flatter others.
"Boss, it's not that we don't have a chance. If Cao Ying is willing to have the originally planned TV debate with you, that may be the only chance to make a comeback. However, I'm afraid he won't agree to debate with you on TV anymore.
Already."
Lu Ming nodded. The gap between the two was too big. Even if Cao Ying felt that he had a 99% chance of winning the TV debate, he would not go crazy with himself. Wouldn't it be better to steadily go to the end and win the election?
"Well, originally it was said that the two of us would coordinate the time for the second week's TV debate, right?" Lu Ming pondered and said.
Murong Xue and Master Gong nodded.
Lu Ming looked at the calendar at the desk. Today is December 7th.
There are 6 days in a week, there are 5 weeks in December, and now, it happens to be Monday of the second week.
In the fourth week, starting on the 20th, voters officially cast their votes.
Preliminary results will be released on the 21st.
After the Election Supervision Committee reviews the voting results, probably on the 23rd or 24th, the new congressmen will be announced as officially elected.
Then there is the handover of work and so on. On December 30, the new council members held their first meeting and elected a seven-member committee.
"We have to find a way to force Cao Ying to agree to have a TV debate with the boss." Master Gong gritted his teeth, "It was revealed that he had committed adultery with a married woman. His office manager has served him for many years.
There were already some rumors. We have a lot of money in our account and bought headline ads in major newspapers to criticize him in a subtle way." After a pause, he said, "Well, the tabloids will publish some blurry photos."
Murong Xue frowned, but said nothing. The campaign was inherently dirty and terrible.
My own boss was even falsely accused of doing such a horrific thing.
Although I don't agree with what Lao Gong said, I won't strongly oppose it. This is the job of affairs officers like me.
Lu Ming waved his hand, "Too great a three-legged cat, why don't I kidnap his wife and force him to argue with me."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Master Gong was stunned and laughed. Although the boss was obviously joking, but...
Master Gong secretly looked at Lu Ming's face and realized that his boss might not be able to do such a thing.
Being involved in a major case of shooting a boundary committee member actually shows from a certain perspective that the boss is a dangerous person and his opponents are also dangerous people.
Just like Cao Ying, if others wanted to attack him and throw dirt on him, they would not commit such a big and scary case, because his social circle would not be capable of doing such a thing.
It's just secret love, that kind of thing, that messy thing about men and women's crotches.
"You go ahead, let me think about it." Lu Ming waved his hand.
As soon as the two of them went out, Da Tou knocked on the door lightly and came in.
Lu Ming smiled: "The club has resumed normal activities?"
"Well, what I want to say is, didn't I customize an armed helicopter from Sanmai? Isn't it right? I don't want it now?" Datou said hesitantly.
Lu Ming knew what he was worried about and smiled: "It should be delivered too early. From design to manufacturing, it is the first time. It is the first real armed helicopter in the history of our empire. What concept do you have in mind? The fastest
It will be delivered in half a year, so there is no need to return it, just wait to receive it."
"It just feels a bit exaggerated..." Datou smiled bitterly. In fact, militia organizations are more prevalent in western states.
The East China Sea originally had many Western militia organizations, but now the Freedom Force can be said to be the largest armed militia organization in the East China Sea. The key members are almost all from Central China, and they even have to customize an armed helicopter.
Of course, because there were no armed helicopters in the past, there were no legal provisions prohibiting private clubs or social organizations from owning helicopters. This was just a borderline.
Datou always feels that if things continue like this, even if the boss has great hands and eyes, he seems to be in danger.
What just happened is a lesson for the future.
"Looking back at the move, most of the left-wing regiments have moved to the countryside. They are not so eye-catching, so it is not an exaggeration!" Lu Ming looked at the big head and smiled: "You think so, right?"
Thinking about it, it seems right. After all, in some villages in remote mountainous provinces, even Zhongzhou people have militia organized by squires to fight against bandits and the like.
The rights and wrongs of the militia organizations in the westernmost state of the empire on the border with the refugees, smuggling groups, and tobacco trafficking groups in the city-states of the Western Regions are even more confusing.
Lu Ming thought again, "Also, let's wait until the middle of next year. When everything stabilizes, I plan to recruit more retired soldiers, register a mercenary company, and help friendly neighbors. Didn't Yingzhou have another war between the two places recently?
This way, from now on, we can all collect money to help with errands and be idle every day. I heard that many people are itchy and panic? You also told me that if it expands further, there will be no way to manage it, for fear of collective robbery or the like, give it to us
Is the club facing disaster? After all, they all have firearms, and when there are more people, they can do anything. Then find something for them to do regularly, and it can also be used as a training ground."
"However, we must make a good assessment. We are here to collect money, not to die. We will not participate in a confrontation with a disparity in strength."
"In the early stages, we can also participate in some small fights."
