Shadow Empire

Chapter 904: If You Can’t See It, It Doesn’t Exist

Congress had already arranged the work for this team before they came. Their work can be said to be parallel to that of Lance, but it is under the control of Lance, and everything is still dominated by Lance.

Judging from the current situation, Lance didn't need them to do anything, so after introducing each other, getting to know each other, and getting the content of their actions, Lance took the initiative to end the meeting with them.

He casually placed the document in his hand on the low table beside him. "Although it's not far from the Federation to here, it should still take most of the day."

"The shaking makes people feel uncomfortable!"

He looked at his watch and said, "You should take a rest. There will be lunch at the Congress. I will introduce all my colleagues here to you then."

Albert stood up immediately, and everyone else also stood up and said goodbye.

Lance asked Madore to give them a lift.

They currently live in the Grand Hotel Lapa, where Lance still lives.

His "castle" in the suburbs hasn't been built yet, so it will take some time to move there.

When Albert pushed the door open and was about to close it, Andy unexpectedly stood outside the door and stopped him.

Albert looked at Andy with some surprise, "What's the matter?"

Andy nodded, "I want to talk to you."

Albert looked at him for a while, opened the door and welcomed him in.

The room they lived in was also a high-standard one with a bed and a living room, but it was certainly not as good as the penthouse suite where Lance lived.

After Albert closed the door, the two of them sat down on the sofa. Andy said in a slightly blaming tone, "You shouldn't have just given him our action plan."

Albert stopped holding the cigarette and looked at Andy for two or three seconds without reacting.

After two or three seconds, he took out the cigarette box and lit one for himself.

In fact, Federal does not have the habit of "sharing" cigarettes. Generally, everyone smokes his own. Of course, if someone takes the initiative to give cigarettes, others will accept it, but it is only limited to friends.

"Lance has been in charge of the work in Lapa. Before I came here, they told me that the operations here would be led by Lance."

He pulled out his lighter, lit his cigarette, and explained.

Andy shook his head. "I've looked at Lance's information. I don't think he can do this job well."

"He is just a gang leader who has no higher education and has never worked in a related field."

"If we rely too much on him, something might go wrong, and our work should be kept confidential."

Albert frowned, “You think he can’t do it well?”

Andy didn't deny it. "I'm just worried that he'll mess up our work."

He looked at Andy, and Andy met his gaze without fear. After they stared at each other for a moment, Albert used the action of smoking to break away from his gaze.

There was a slight, barely perceptible smile on his face. "You two knew each other before?"

"What do you think of him?"

Andy shook his head. "I don't have any prejudice against him. I don't know him. I just think people should do the right job."

"You take care of your work, I take care of mine, and he takes care of his."

Albert did not continue to explain or emphasize anything. He could understand Andy's thoughts and even his emotions at the moment. "I understand. I will pay attention to it."

Andy got what he wanted, and his expression became much more relaxed. "I'm not blaming you, but we should all be responsible for our own work."

Albert did not continue to refute or argue, but just smiled and said, "Yes, you are right."

These two sentences made Andy very satisfied. "Okay, I just want to remind you, nothing else. After all, you are the leader."

He stood up and said, "I'm going to go back and have a rest first. This damn boat is shaking so much that my brain seems to have turned into mush!"

He stretched out his hand and circled it around his temple. This action made Albert laugh. He took the initiative to walk Andy to the door, "Me too."

"See you at lunch then?"

“See you at lunch!”

After closing the door, the smile on Albert's face faded. He shook his head, walked to the sofa and sat there in an ungraceful manner, and then he became more relaxed.

He actually had doubts, doubts about Lance's ability, but when he first arrived here, he found that Lance did an unexpectedly good job in promoting the outbreak of conflicts, and his entry point was very good.

If he exacerbates the conflict between the people and the government through other entry points, such as income, social issues, etc., it may not necessarily get everyone involved.

You say the income is low, but there are always people with high income in this society.

You mentioned other social problems, but not everyone has to face them.

In the method that Albert himself constructed, there is no good entry point that can completely sweep all classes.

From the bottom up, it swept up all classes except the ruling class.

If he wants to do all this, he may need to combine several things together.

But Lance did it with just a simple operation, hunger.

It can even be said that this food shortage is developing towards famine. Once famine occurs, a large number of people will starve to death, and their hatred towards the Lapa government and these ruling groups will reach its peak. At that time, with just a slight push, the confrontation between the two sides will be formed.

So he felt that Lance was capable and very capable.

As for Andy's dissatisfaction, he could actually guess that it was the lack of recognition of identity.

No wonder.

He didn't know what department Andy had worked in before, but it was an obvious "demotion" for a government official to be suddenly "fired" and have to join an unofficial organization, with a high probability of taking on various responsibilities.

This also shows that there is no one behind Mr. Andy, and no one tells him who the real "Boss" is.

He will definitely suffer because Lance is not a softie.

There has been no conflict or contradiction between the two sides and they can still coexist peacefully.

He believed that as long as Andy continued to do stupid things, Lance would embarrass him.

He would not remind Andy, because reminding Andy would be of no use. He has seen some people like this. If you remind him, he will feel that you look down on him, so it is better to mind your own business.

He finished his cigarette with a smile, took a shower, and then threw himself on the bed.

Lunch was held in a separate restaurant in the hotel. Lance called Roger and others over and everyone got to know each other.

After all, they will have to cooperate with each other for a long time to come.

The lunch was not very sumptuous, after all, it was just lunch.

After lunch, Roger and Lance walked away together. "That Mr. Andy seems a little... I feel like he's a little distant from us."

Lance also felt it, he shook his head, "Don't worry about him, he's just a small character."

He paused, "Is there chaos in places further away as well?"

Roger nodded and said, "It's all starting to get chaotic. Just like you said, a few people have stored food that most people can consume. Now the food circulation is getting less and less, and a major famine is brewing."

Roger may have felt a little reluctant at first, but after working for some time, he gradually got used to it.

When talking about this matter, I can treat it with a normal mind.

Lance nodded slightly and looked at Roger. "I heard that you have been living a good life recently."

Roger's face turned red, which was rare. He was already over sixty years old, and the girls given to him by people were all seventeen or eighteen years old at first, so he refused them.

But soon they sent over some young women in their thirties, which immediately touched upon Roger's sexual quirks, and he began to live a good life!
It was like returning to my youth again.

Seeing his embarrassed look, Lance laughed twice and patted his arm, "Just don't delay our work."

"Especially during this period, we must pay attention to safety..."

After a few more days, refugees finally began to enter Zhuolan.

It’s not long until the Chinese New Year and the temperature is dropping continuously.

However, the temperature in Zhulan is still very strong. It is closer to the equator, and even in December, it is still 14 or 15 degrees.

Hunger and a little cold forced people to make a choice.

People living in cities near Zhuolan heard that the situation in Zhuolan was pretty good, so they all came here with their families.

It was a good thing that more people flocked to Zhuolan, as the city became more lively.

However, after these people arrived, they began to buy food in large quantities, which gradually caused concern among the local people of Zhuolan.

Locals also began to stockpile food, and food soon became scarce.

Diego seemed a little ashamed and angry after hearing this again. It seemed to him that these "hungry people" were like a slap in the face.

Not long after he completed the deal with the federals, more than a month later, Rapa was running out of food.

What would the federal people think? Would they laugh at him?

What will the leaders of other Asian Union countries think? Will they laugh at him?

This made him very angry!

After all, no matter what, he is the president and leader of a country. He would be ashamed if famine occurred just after he bought food.

So he made a decision - to refuse anyone outside of Zhuolan from entering the Zhuolan area.

In this way, if refugees cannot come in, it will not affect his reputation. If there are no refugees in Zhuolan, it means that there are no refugees in Lapa.

He also called the officials under him, mayors of other areas and others, asking them to get the matter done as soon as possible.

It's just that I can't eat, I'm not going to die.

With so many resources in the wild, can’t we make use of them?

There is food everywhere, how can people starve to death?

What a bunch of unruly people!
(End of this chapter)