When Ange came to the school board meeting with Yin Lisabeth Laurent's hand on his arm, the smell of barbecue filled the place.
The long table was removed, and a row of barbecue grills was placed in the middle of the tent. The school directors happily held cold beers and enjoyed the rare barbecue and beer in the desert without any image.
Ender and Beowulf drank wine, and Frost next to him ate barbecue. It was a harmonious atmosphere.
Who would have thought that just half an hour ago, the school directors here were still wailing under Ender's power, but now, the wounds on their necks have disappeared, and they happily started to eat barbecue and enjoy the wine and food.
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But none of this comes by chance. Even if these people have a mediocre appearance, their hearts are definitely bleeding at this moment.
There was no other reason than that Ender was too greedy and the conditions he proposed were almost unacceptable to the school directors.
Ange walked over curiously, and Yin Lisabai walked away obediently, leaving the three old people chatting with each other.
"What did you do?" Angers asked, looking into Ender's eyes.
Ender handed him a can of beer and said casually: "It's nothing, I just want everyone to calm down and chat."
Beowulf next to him took a swig of wine generously and shook his finger at Angers: "He has done a great thing, Angers, you are lucky."
Angers didn't know why. This was not the case when he and Ander discussed it at the time. As the de facto leader of the secret party for many years, Angers had always been tolerant towards the school board.
This is an organization built up bit by bit by his division commanders. Even if it is completely different from what it is, it is still a little memory of the past.
Because of this, even though the school board always tried to hold him back, he never made a move against the school board's family.
Ender was right, his heart was indeed soft, especially when facing this group of nominal teammates.
But now, Angers was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere at the scene. Several school directors were eating barbecue. After a while, the people disappeared. There were voices outside the tent, and they seemed to be talking on the phone.
They must have discussed something, Angers thought, hoping that Ander wouldn't go too far.
While Ender got up to get the barbecue, Angers asked Beowulf next to him: "Ender, he didn't do anything radical, did he?"
Beowulf was already a little tipsy, he burped, waved his hand and said carelessly: "It's okay, it's just a little vent, you are my mother-in-law."
Angers felt a little relieved, but subconsciously ignored the character of Beowulf in front of him. This old man was the executioner in the secret party. He had seen all kinds of cruel tortures. The little bit in his mouth was not Angers'.
The kind of meaning that is hot to understand.
Ander came back with barbecued meats. Eating barbecued skewers in the desert had a unique flavor. It was already approaching dusk, and the temperature in the desert was dropping rapidly.
The wind blew up the sand and dust and rushed towards the tent, but the gravel fell strangely to the ground outside the tent, leaving only the clean breeze to blow away the unbearable heat of everyone.
The charcoal turned gray in the flames, and the little sparks finally dissipated in the air. After having a full meal and wine, the long table was moved back. The school board meeting was finally going to be held in this desert.
Ange sat absentmindedly on his seat, brushing his hand over the bronze bell in front of him. He had a bad feeling, as if Ander had buried some strange hole for himself.
Seeing that the school directors were all seated, he reached for the bell in front of him and was about to start his speech, but saw a hand stretched out from the side.
Ander grabbed Angers' bell and rang it gently. The school directors shuddered, like school students, and all looked at Angers who was sitting on guard.
"I propose that Hilbert Jean Angers be appointed as the lifelong leader of the Secret Party and lead everything within the Secret Party." Ander put forward this proposal with a wicked smile in Angers' shocked eyes.
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"What you are doing is different from what we discussed." Ange said in a low voice. He had never thought of being the leader of the secret party.
As an organization,
The Secret Party has been a parliamentary system for a long time. The Elders Council, which is composed of many people, is the highest body of the Secret Party. The elders may hold different jobs, but according to the system, they are equal.
Because of this, the families within the school board now have their own power. These people have no influence on each other and the executive department. No one can command the other and can only rely on meetings to integrate the resources at their disposal.
But the so-called party leader is different. Looking at the eyes of the people around him, this party leader may have more power than he imagines.
Angers did not want to be this kind of dictator. He just wanted to force the major families to temporarily surrender and ensure that the secret party could survive the difficult period due to the awakening of the Dragon King.
"Don't be nervous. When you become the leader of the party, first dissolve the school board, and then take back the treasures in the hands of these guys," Ander comforted: "Now is the most dangerous time, and we need to concentrate all our available forces to deal with it.
event."
"Then I was sent to the guillotine, right? uu read www.uukanshu.com" Angers glared at Ander, and the school directors around them didn't care about their whispers. They just rang the bell numbly,
Then he said: "I agree."
Beowulf and Laurent, who had already supported Angers, smiled and couldn't wait to ring the bells and cast their votes.
Ender took a stack of paper with dense small words on it and handed it to Angers: "Here, this is the full power of the secret party leader, including the right to call the funds of major families, secret treasures, special forces, etc.
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Angers slapped Ander's hand away, leaving an afterimage on his arm. The bronze bell in Ander's hand returned to Angers' hand. Angers rang the bell, and the ashen school directors opposite said: "Ahem, I am
The old man probably doesn’t have the energy to be the party leader for too long.”
Hearing Angers words, the school directors' eyes lit up. Angers continued: "How about giving this position multiple years, such as five years, I think it is very suitable."
In the grateful eyes of the school directors, Angers' lifelong party leader became a five-year leader. Ander laughed softly: "You guy, you are quite democratic."
"After all, I'm still an Englishman," Angers said with a sigh, "I still want to keep the Secret Party as it is."
"I have to remind you that the United Kingdom is a constitutional monarchy, and the theoretical head of state is the king." Ander said lazily: "Now I have become a villain, but you have a plan."
Although it was not for life, five years was within Ender's expectation. After completely unifying the secret party, Ender could finally do something bold.
Facing the eyes of everyone on the school board, Ander stretched out his hand and made his next suggestion:
"Everyone, let's share the alchemy technology we have."