Xiao Si is really not just talking, he really wants to kill the congressman who complained about the Katanga United Mining Co., Ltd. Even in front of Kitchener, Xiao Si said this without any trace.
taboo.
Only now did Kitchina truly understand how lawless the local bullies in southern Africa had become. Compared with Stoudemire, Rock was a safe and harmless little white rabbit, without the slightest bit of aggression.
In this case, even Kitchina could only appease Xiaosi and prevent him from risking the disapproval of the world.
After leaving the Palace of Justice, Rock, Xiaosi, and Henry were not in a hurry to go home. Instead, they went to a bar not far from the Palace of Justice for a drink.
"I would say you are all too bullied. You don't even know how to resist when someone holds a knife to your neck. They have already launched an attack on us, and you are still debating whether to resist or surrender. I really don't know what you are worried about.
What?" Stoudemire was still chattering when he arrived at the bar. This bar was a peripheral institution of Brad's office, so there was no need to worry about what Rock and the others said being spread.
Bullard's internal division of labor is clear. The Intelligence Department, Operations Department, and Support Department each perform their own duties. Business locations such as bars belong to the Support Department. While collecting intelligence, they must also raise funds for Bullard's office.
Bars in southern Africa are basically peripheral agencies of Bullard's office, including the Oak Bar and the Table Mountain Bar, and are obliged to provide intelligence to Bullard.
Of course, Bullard's office will also provide corresponding support to these peripheral institutions. For example, this small bar not far from the Palace of Justice has an annual profit of more than half a million rand, which no one would have imagined.
"It's not as simple as you said. It's easy to kill people, but what to do after you kill them? Unless it's a desperate situation, you can't take risks. These are the rules of the game that everyone must abide by. If we break through the bottom line,
Then we will become the public enemy of the whole people." Henry would not use extreme measures unless he had to. It was easy to kill a certain congressman, but then he had to guard against the retaliation of certain interest groups, which would form a vicious cycle.
"Killing people won't solve the problem, but we can't let others slaughter us. Cecil, are there any familiar members in Congress?" Rock wants to unite all the forces that can be united. Enterprises like South Africa Company must have people in Congress.
Be an advocate for your own interests.
"Yes -" Xiao Si gave an affirmative answer.
"Okay then, use all the power we can use to promote the establishment of the Commonwealth, and don't be led astray." Roque is still very sensible and can distinguish priorities.
"Then we won't fight back? That's not like you!" Xiaosi was surprised. In Xiaosi's impression, Rock was not a character who swallowed his anger.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious -" Roque is patient and can settle the accounts slowly. The establishment of the Commonwealth is the top priority.
Just when Rock, Henry and Stoudemire were uniting their minds, a special guest came to the home of Senator Lewis Shelley, who lived at 112 Bright Street, London.
Louise Shelley was an Irishman who was previously a practicing lawyer at Edwards Law Firm in London. He was employed by Rand Bank due to work reasons, and then ran for election with the support of Rand Bank and was successfully elected as a member of the British House of Commons.
The house where Louis Shelley lived was provided by the Rand Bank. It was worth more than half a million pounds and had a total of twenty-six rooms on the upper and lower floors. If one relied on Louis Shelley's salary, then Louis Shelley would have at least
It takes 150 years of work to afford it.
"Louis, my friend, how are you doing recently?" The visitor is Christian, a tycoon from Southern Africa. During the World War, Christian spent huge sums of money to purchase multiple properties in Britain and France. It is rumored that he spent more than 100 million pounds. It is said that a certain person in London
Every street was bought by Christian in its entirety.
If before the outbreak of the world war, Christian's influence was limited to southern Africa, then after the end of the world war, Christian's influence has spread throughout Europe. It is rumored that Christian is the spokesperson of a powerful figure in southern Africa, Louis Shelley
Although he did not know the specific circumstances, through some special channels, Louis Shelley also knew that the rumors were true.
As members of Congress, there are always some sources of information that ordinary people don't know about.
"Mr. Christian, I'm so glad to see you again. How are you doing recently?" Louis Shelley was enthusiastic and took the initiative to welcome Christian into the living room.
"It's not good. Many things are not going well. One thing has not been dealt with yet, and new troubles are coming one after another - just give me a glass of wine with ice, thank you." Christian is welcome, if it is
At Buckingham Palace, perhaps Christian will be more restrained.
When the guests and hosts were seated in the living room, Christian lit a cigar, as leisurely as if he were in his own living room.
Louis Shelley did not smoke, and he also drank wine with ice. Although the winter in London had not left yet, wine with ice could keep Louis Shelley's mind clear.
"Do you know what happened recently?" Christian didn't talk in circles. His voice was a bit muffled. The winter air in London was very bad, making Christian's nose feel very uncomfortable.
"Know." Lewis Shelley was a member of Parliament, so of course he knew what was going on recently.
"Know?" Christian confirmed.
"Yes, I know." Louis Shelley repeated, looking at Christian with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Don't think that members of Congress are so high and mighty. This is true for ordinary people, but for tycoons like Christian, members of Congress are just ordinary characters and really have nothing to be proud of.
"So what are you going to do?" Christian pressed harder. In order to get Louis Shelley elected as a member of Parliament, Christian Construction Company spent nearly two hundred thousand pounds. Now it is time for Christian to collect the profits.
"It's very troublesome, Mr. Christian. You have to know that Southern Africa is now the target of public criticism. Everyone is staring at Southern Africa. We need an opportunity." Louis Shelley knew what Christian wanted, but everything was not that simple.
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"If there is no opportunity, try to create an opportunity. If someone makes a similar suggestion next time, I hope you can oppose it with a clear-cut stance - don't worry, you will find out how many supporters you have when the time comes." Christian was interviewed face-to-face, in Congress.
It is true that there are idiots, but there are also many smart people.
Louis Shelley said nothing and looked at Christian in embarrassment.
Christian didn't say anything and looked at Louis Shelley coldly, his eyes colder than wine with ice.
"Okay -" Louis Shelley made up his mind. When he accepted the donation from Christian Construction Company, Louis Shelley had this realization.
Don’t forget that Christian is a businessman, and all investments must see returns.
"Hahahaha - great, Louis, I knew you were a smart man. I heard that you want to run for Speaker of the House of Commons. Don't worry, I will support you." Of course Christian will not let Louis Shelley go to waste.
After getting Lewis Shelley's promise to help, Christian immediately added weights.
"It's easy to say, we are the best friends. I have always believed in this." Louis Shelley was not polite. He paid as much as he helped. It was all a transaction and no one lost.
Leaving Lewis Shelley's home, Christian sat in the car with a tired face.
In fact, Christian's life has not been easy recently.
Those workers hired by Haut-Katanga United Mining Ltd. from the Republic of Congo are hired through Christian Human Resources.
As for how Christian Human Resources Company managed to obtain so many workers, there are many secrets that are not open to outsiders.
Now that the scandal of Upper Katanga United Mining Co., Ltd. has been exposed, Christian Human Resources Company is also in the abyss. If all this is exposed in broad daylight, Roque will not be able to protect Christian.
"Sir, do you want to go back to the mansion?" the secretary in the front seat asked softly. Christian's face looked ugly now, and the secretary in the front seat also felt uneasy.
"No, when I go back to the manor in the suburbs, the air here makes me feel like I'm in a cesspit. I don't want to breathe in this kind of air." Christian said bluntly that the air in London is terrible, but using "cesspit" to describe it is too much.
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In London in the afternoon, there were few pedestrians on the streets. The sky was dark like night, and you couldn't see people fifty meters away.
The American influenza epidemic in the UK has not completely disappeared. People who occasionally pass by the car window are wearing masks and walking in a hurry. There are almost no people staying on the streets and few shops are open.
The car suddenly bumped violently while passing through an intersection, and then the car stopped as if it had hit something.
The driver got out of the car to check and found that the car had hit a rock and could not move.
The driver cursed fiercely, kicked another stone, and shouted at the top of his lungs to the bodyguard in the car in front of him to come and help.
The car that opened the road had disappeared without a trace in the mist. The driver was helpless, and a passerby enthusiastically came over to help.
Christian also wanted to get out of the car to help, but just when Christian was about to open the door, he suddenly saw someone approaching quickly from behind.
Christian immediately closed the car door again.
The man running from behind the car suddenly pulled out a pistol, pointed it at Christian in the car window and pulled the trigger.
Boom!
The car windows are intact.
"Asshole, what are you doing?" the driver screamed.
The passerby who came to help pulled out his gun, almost put it against the driver's head and pulled the trigger.
Boom!
The killer outside the car window did not stop and continued to shoot at Christian.
Bah, bah, bah bah—
Sparks flew everywhere, and through the car window, the killer could clearly see Christian's sinister eyes.
