Shadow Empire

Chapter 729 New Job and New Actions

There is a power that you may not be able to see, but you can feel it.

The power of the sun.

The sun in March already has some "power", shining warmly on people's bodies. The grass on the grass has sprouted tender green buds, and everything is full of vitality.

Good times, especially when a breeze blows, carrying the fragrance of the earth and the breath of the times, blowing through people's hearts.

Clearly, what lies ahead is just the present life, but it gives one an imagination that one can see through the long river of time, and see that midsummer with birds flying in the grass and long skirts fluttering in the wind!

When Director Dell first arrived in Maintenon, he was a little uncomfortable because this place... looked even worse than Jingang City, even though it was the capital of the entire state.

But it doesn't matter, he is not here for vacation, he is here to work.

Because of that "super phone call", it is also possible that Congress contacted the local Prohibition Committee, and they were very happy and delighted about Dell's joining.

Not only did they hold a grand welcome ceremony for him, they also took the initiative to introduce themselves to him and expressed their support for Director Dell's work during his time in Maintenon.

We also hope that Director Dale can use his ability to deal with bootleggers in Jingang City to help implement the Prohibition.

Deal a heavy blow to those bootleggers!

He was a little flattered, but he soon realized that this was actually a kind of pressure.

Lance trusted him very much, so he gave him this opportunity and such a huge stage.

If he can't handle the task assigned to him by Lance, then some things are not other people's problems, but his own problems.

Whether it is failure or anything else, it is his own problem and has nothing to do with others.

After briefly understanding the nature and content of his work, he had breakfast on Monday morning of the second week after arriving in Maintenon to take office, and stood in front of the mirror to adjust his clothes before going out.

Light-colored clothing. Ivory or off-white formal wear is very popular in the Federation now, and it should be matched with a hat of the same color.

His wife stood beside him, looking at him with a slightly admiring look, "You look as handsome as you did twenty years ago, dear."

The current Dell executive couldn't help but laugh, "You always say things that make me happy!" He kissed his wife's forehead, "You too, you will always be the most beautiful person in my heart!"

The two of them simply embraced each other tenderly. In fact, Director Dell had cheated on his wife over the years and had gone through the same things that anyone with a little bit of ability would go through.

Cigarettes, alcohol, money, women, everything!
But in the end he returned to his family, he loved his wife, who was his inseparable family.

"Well, I can't be late on the first day of my first week of work. I have to go."

Their children did not come with them, and Maintenon now does not look as vibrant as Jingang City, and the buildings are not as numerous or as tall as those in Jingang City.

Mayor Williams recently came up with the idea of ​​building the "tallest building in Likasle State" and he is actively communicating with both new and old groups of capitalists.

But Lance privately didn't think this was a smart plan because this place was next to the sea.

Before the war, building a structure like that would only make it possible for the enemy to aim more accurately at warships that might appear outside the harbor.

Dale came out of the room and hurried into the car carrying his briefcase.

He now has a driver. After all, with his current status, he is qualified to receive service from others instead of serving others.

The vehicle soon stopped in a relatively non-central area of ​​Maintenon. A nice-looking five-story building on the side of the road was the office of the State Prohibition Committee.

As soon as he got out of the car, the guard on duty at the door immediately stood at attention and opened the door of the office building for him. "Good morning, Executive Committee Member Mr. Dale, I hope you have a good day!"

The guard was dressed and even spoke in a very formal manner. Dale actually liked this. He pinched his hat and said, "You too!"

The guard smiled, then leaned slightly and watched Dell pass by him and enter the office building. Then he closed the door of the office building and faced the street with an expressionless face.

"Good morning, Mr. Dale."

"Hello too, is this the file you'll be using today?"

A lady stood beside him, holding a pile of documents. "Do you need my help?"

"No, no, no, there's no need. These are just... the simplest things for me."

The elevator soon arrived at the first floor, a small five-story building with four elevators. It had to be said that the Prohibition Committee was indeed rich.

I just don’t know whether these elevators were originally there or installed later.

He took the elevator to his new office and opened the window. The wind from outside blew in, carrying the flavor of the times. He held the windowsill with both hands, looked at the city, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.

There is a work meeting at ten o'clock in the morning, which will last until eleven forty-five, a little over a hundred minutes in total.

The chairman of the State Prohibition Committee is also the Speaker of the State Assembly, but he basically does not come here or interfere with the work arrangements here. He is just a figurehead.

When there are difficult issues that they cannot solve or that require help from the state legislature, the role of the Senate President can be reflected.

Coordinating communication between the committee and the state legislature and state government, so this is actually a very important job, but he has no real power within the Prohibition Committee, and he won't come unless he is needed.

During this week, people here have been trying to figure out what the situation was like for this former Golden State lackey, and how he was promoted to a state office, and even became an executive committee member, a person with real power.

From the information they were not able to fully obtain, it seemed that this was a decision made by the executive committee of the Congressional Prohibition Committee.

Generally speaking, if an executive committee member's decision is not rejected, it means that they all agree with it. So if these people do not intend to ruin their own future directly, then they'd better cooperate with the brand new "Executive Committee Member Mr. Dell"!
Many people have come to the conference table, almost everyone.

When Dell came in, he was stunned for a moment. He raised his wrist and looked at the gold watch on it. There were still about seven or eight minutes before the meeting started.

But everyone had already arrived early, so he could only apologize for being "late" a little bit apologetically, "There was a little traffic jam on the road, sorry, I'm late."

A gentleman sitting on his left smiled and said, "Today is Monday, and all government departments will do something today, so there will definitely be traffic jams on the road."

"And you arrived at the right time, even early, so you don't need to apologize."

Dale smiled and nodded to the man. He had no idea where this guy came from, but judging from the attitude of others towards him, he should be the one with the highest status here.

This guy's called Andrew Cornett, he's from Golden State and he should have some connection with Congress.

"Anyway, I am indeed later than you!" He put down his briefcase, emphasized it, and then looked at the others, "Then can we..."

Cornett nodded, "Of course."

Dell sat at the table and looked at the others. He had such experience, so he was not at all nervous. "This is the first time I host a weekly meeting. Since Mr. Connet told me last weekend that I would host the new week's work meeting, I have been thinking about what I should say all weekend."

Mr. Cornett couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that I have disturbed your vacation."

Dale waved his hand. "Not entirely. At least I have thought about it seriously. Since I handed in the last exam paper of my life when I graduated from college, I have never thought about it seriously again!"

"If I keep my rusty brain moving once in a while, it will ensure that I won't become a fool when I get old!"

A series of chuckles rang out in the conference room again.

Mr. Cornett nodded slightly and did not continue the conversation, as that would have been impolite.

"It's because I've been thinking about it for two days that I figured out what I should say."

"The senator didn't ask me to come here just to have a nice vacation. He, they, wanted me to do something specific."

"When I was in Jingang City, I actually noticed that our team was not pure."

This was a very serious accusation. Originally everyone had a relaxed smile on their face, but because of his words, they all became serious and solemn.

"Of course I'm not talking about everyone here, but the agents who are responsible for the work on the front line." "When I was in Jingang City, I noticed that they dealt with bootleggers, bar managers, gang leaders and other people almost all day long."

"They face much more temptations than we do. You should understand the methods used by gangs. They have no moral bottom line. As long as they can do it, they will do it."

"In order to achieve the goal, any means justify it!"

He paused and couldn't help but take out a cigarette. He used a lighter to light the cigarette himself. After all, the people on his left and right were not suitable to help him light the cigarette. That would be too... excessive.

"Someone in Jingang City has been corrupted by gangs and criminals."

"They accepted bribes and sold out information to the gang, which led to the failure of our arrest operation."

“I believe this is not an isolated case!”

"I believe you all know better than me how lucrative the smuggling liquor business is. Liquor with a cost price of 40 or 50 yuan can be sold for 400 or 500 yuan in a blink of an eye."

"Ten times or even higher profits are enough for them to trample on all the laws and rules of the world!"

"If we want to do well and have outstanding results, we must first make the tools in our hands become more user-friendly."

"At least when we use tools, there won't be any problems we don't want to see, such as thorns."

Mr. Cornett had heard enough by now. "Mr. Dale, what do you mean?"

Dale licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a hint of enthusiasm for power. "I want to believe that our soldiers are all good soldiers, but we have to be alert that bad guys are hiding among the good guys."

"So I plan to transfer the agents in some areas of the state. For example, I plan to transfer some of the agents in these areas and send them to other places."

"When pairing up newcomers and old people, it is often difficult for them to respond immediately when both sides have some concerns."

"This way, if we have a capture operation, the chance of failure will be less!"

He opened his briefcase, took out a stack of documents, and handed them to Mr. Cornett beside him. "This is my plan. Do you have anything to add?"

His secretary also began distributing the documents to others.

The document discusses the rules for agent rotation and the benefits of doing so.

He did not avoid the disadvantages, such as the agents' unfamiliarity with the local conditions, but overall the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

After reading it, Mr. Cornett was not sure for a moment whether this was what Dell meant, or what the above meant, or what the "Mr. Lance" hidden behind the scenes of Jingang City meant.

His superiors told him that the Prohibition Committee and Lance now had a very close working relationship, and asked him not to make a mistake in his stance.

This is equivalent to telling him that Lance is a piece of hot magma, don't fucking touch it!
So he didn't know who came up with this idea. After all, such a big move was made right at the beginning. He didn't believe that there was no one behind the scenes instructing him.

Dell may be unfamiliar to him, as they only had work dealings in the past, but he is very familiar with Dell, after all, he also came from Golden State.

He knew that Dell wouldn't have the courage to make such a decision on his own, so he was more inclined to believe that Lance was instigating all this.

As for why not Congress?
That's too easy. If Congress has these plans, they can just tell him directly. There's no need to go through Dell's hands again.

Mr. Cornett had read enough by now. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "Shocking documents. I didn't expect so many of our agents have abandoned their beliefs."

"Black police, black agents, black gangsters, it sounds like the biggest mockery of our efforts!"

"Mr. Dell, I fully support your ideas and plans. Just tell us what to do and we will definitely cooperate with you!"

It was very clear, without any flaws. Dell smiled and thanked him for his support. "My plan is this..."

The priest in Tomato Town felt something was not right these days. The problem was that many new faces came to the Hazardous Materials Administration, people he had never seen before.

Tomato Town is not a small town. Because it has very rich river resources and fertile land, there are more people making a living here.

Tomato Town has a population of about 30,000, which is not a small scale. It can bring about 3,000 to 4,000 yuan in profit to the Holy Bell Party every day.

At least one hundred thousand yuan a month, which is not a small amount of money.

The Hazardous Materials Administration does not set up offices in every town because there is no point in doing so.

Some towns have only three or four thousand people. If an office is set up for these three or four thousand people, it will obviously be criticized by the huge amount of taxpayers who are about to come.

So they might send a few agents to take charge of the town and the surrounding area.

Tomato Town is the largest town nearby. It has a small office with only one senior agent and six agents, a total of seven people.

Just yesterday, four new people came here, and at the same time, four people, including a senior agent, were directly transferred away, reportedly to rotate to other places.

Will be back in a while.

These lowest-level executors have no right to resist the decisions of the masters above, they can only obey.

But for some reason, the priest always felt that something was not right.

That night, he calmed down the bar a little.

The senior agent was bribed by them before, and the entire team has become rotten as a result.

Compared with the monthly salary of seventy or eighty yuan, the priest's coercion and inducement, plus the "high salary", made them turn a blind eye.

But now, things seem a little different.

A small town has its advantages. It is closed and easy to manage, and outsiders can be easily discovered.

To put it a little exaggeratedly, the bar's doorman can tell at a glance whether the person knocking on the door is from this town.

It is basically impossible to find out the alcohol sales situation in this town quietly.

But this also has a disadvantage, which is that it is too closed. It may not be easy to find a drunk person in a big city with hundreds of thousands of people.

But in this town, if you pay a little attention, you will definitely find it.

The priest immediately found one of the three remaining agents and asked, "What's the situation with your new colleague?"

The agent he was talking to also looked confused. "I don't know. Now they are talking about job rotation. We may go to other places in a while."

The priest had already frowned when he heard this, "When will you be back?"

The agent didn't say anything, he didn't know either. He heard that it would keep circulating and it would most likely take a long time to come back.

The priest knew that there was no point in asking further, so he changed his mind and asked, "Can you ask your new supervisor to come out?"

"Let me get to know him. Maybe he's someone who can be easily persuaded?"

The agent didn't want to take the job, so he made up an excuse, "He just got here, and we're not familiar with each other yet. If I talk to him about this now, I'm afraid that if the deal doesn't work out, I'll be screwed."

"So you'd better wait until I get familiar with them, and then I can help you with this matter."

The priest stared into the agent's eyes. There was no mercy from God in his eyes, only the cruelty of the devil!
"Do you think this money is so easy to get?"

The priest leaned forward slightly and looked at him. "Or, go tell your new supervisor to come to the church and sit for a while."

"Or..." Father Who said nothing, but saying nothing was more disturbing than saying something!

(End of this chapter)