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Chapter 546 Party Election! (First Update!)

There was also a staff officer in charge of the armed police on board for this visit, though he was just there to make up the numbers.

Hearing the others' teasing, he rolled his eyes, crossed his arms, and acted as if it were none of his business.

He tried to remain indifferent, but Leng Yun didn't let him off the hook.

He glanced over and said calmly, "In terms of counter-terrorism, we still need the armed police to put in more effort. The army and air force will also contribute, but at that time, the situation may be very dangerous."

"Therefore, the comrades in charge of the armed police also need to think carefully about how to utilize what Director Lin just mentioned, and how to counter the enemy if they acquire the corresponding counter-reconnaissance knowledge."

"You all need to think about this carefully!"

“You are the armed police, and the main battlefield is in the city. You face more people, so you can’t just rely on force, you also need to use your brains.”

After giving his instructions, he turned back to Lin Yi and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"You only mentioned using communication technology, what about the others? Do you have any details?"

"Yes!" Lin Yi nodded, placing his left hand on the table and starting to count on his fingers with his right: "Night vision goggles, infrared equipment, infrared drones, motion detection equipment..."

"a lot of……"

Listening to Lin Yi list a whole bunch of equipment like he was reciting a home-cooked meal, Leng Yun was very happy, but at the same time he was also very annoyed, because the military only possessed two or three of these seemingly ordinary pieces of equipment.

The rest are still in the hands of various research institutes, still in the draft stage, without even test samples.

The others also realized this, and gradually, their gazes toward Lin Yi became quite subtle.

Before they could speak, Leng Yun preempted them again:
"Since you can list so many things, then let's not trouble each other with one thing. You can work overtime for the next two days, and I'll work overtime with you."

"Let's first organize the countermeasures we just discussed, and then you can organize the rest of these as well!"

"Especially the things you guys can do!"

Leng Yun emphasized her last sentence, and Lin Yi, upon hearing all of this, felt as if the sky had fallen.

The Chinese New Year is just around the corner, and we'll be busy for a while during that time. After the New Year, we'll be busy again with the shipyard's data center and the completion of the expanded factory.

I decided to take this opportunity to go on a trip.

But I never expected that I would have to work overtime here!

and also……

His gaze fell on Leng Yun, and he was about to ask if it was inappropriate for everyone to be transferred across departments, but as soon as their eyes met, Leng Yun smiled and said:

"Don't worry, you won't work overtime for nothing. I'll coordinate with Lao Zhu to get you a bonus!"

After reassuring Lin Yi, he turned to the others and said, "You guys too, work overtime, and I'll apply for a bonus for you!"

"The meeting is dismissed!"

Everyone else walked out in high spirits, but Lin Yi was dejected.

Back at the accommodation arranged by the shipbuilding company, as soon as I opened the door, Ji Shuangshuang from next door poked her head out: "I've packed my things, when are you planning to leave?"

"I can't leave, I have to work overtime for two more days!"

Upon hearing that she would have to work two extra days, Ji Shuangshuang's eyes widened, and she made a fist with her right hand, extending two fingers as if to walk: "Should I go back first?"

"Let's work remotely!" Lin Yi sighed, pushed open the door, and went inside.

He took his laptop out of his bag, grabbed a new one, tucked both under his arm, and walked out of the room again. Passing by Ji Shuangshuang's door, he pushed it open and whispered a few words of advice:
"I'm going to work overtime, don't wander off here!"

"Okay!" Ji Shuangshuang raised her hand and made an OK gesture before returning to her room. A few minutes later, she changed into a smart new look and went out.

It didn't take much effort to find the photographer in the publicity office of the shipbuilding industry. I greeted him and then immediately asked with a smile:

"Handsome guy, could you help me Photoshop it to look better?"

The photographer looked at Ji Shuangshuang in front of him, gritted his teeth, and nodded:
"can!"

After receiving the photographer's reply, Ji Shuangshuang pulled up a chair and sat down: "Um... there's a group photo from yesterday, and I'd like to see if it would look better if we changed the clothes to a wedding dress!"

"Handsome guy, please help me!"

Upon hearing this, the photographer wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to be so cheeky? Why did he agree?

If you hadn't agreed, none of this trouble would have happened.

She wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that this person was the only unofficial person present. She sighed, pinched her nose, turned on her computer, found the photo that Ji Shuangshuang had mentioned, and then used another computer to connect to the internet and began searching for stunning wedding dresses online.

Ji Shuangshuang sat beside her, constantly repeating, "This is beautiful!"

"This good-looking!"

"This one looks good too!"

"This is too high, lower it a little more!"

"It's too bright here, the light needs to be dimmed!"

"This... needs a little color added!"

At that moment, the photographer wished he could tear his own mouth apart.

It's noon here in China, but thousands of kilometers to the west, in Baghdad, Iraq.

I have just woken up from the darkness.

In the Green Zone, in the office building rented by Sadr, looking at the red sunlight streaming through the window, Sadr reached out and wiped his face, then stood up and said to the little Sadr who was curled up asleep on the sofa:
"Go back to the camp and send everyone out to maintain order at the scene, according to the plan Lin Yi gave you."

Hearing his father's words, young Sadel asked sleepily, "Don't you need anyone here?"

"I think having the second brother at the camp is enough!"

"All things considered, this side is still more important."

Sader shook his head slightly: "Yes, judging from all aspects, my side is indeed more important."

"But the problem is, without leverage, no matter how important I am, it's useless."

"I need you to mobilize people and give me more leverage!"

"Understand?"

Add more weight!

The old man's words reminded young Sader of some things mentioned in the materials Lin Yi had given him.

To get what you want from a powerful organization, you need to have enough leverage.

Currently, Congress is in a strong position, while the Sadr Movement is in a weak position.

So, to get a ticket to Congress, you'll need to use some leverage.

The biggest bargaining chip is the millions of people in Baghdad.

While it's impossible to mobilize all of Baghdad's millions of people, it's possible to mobilize hundreds of thousands.

Having figured this out, Sadr Jr. decisively stood up, nodded to his father, left the office, and led the rest of his men toward Sadr City.

After Sadr left, Sadr went into the bathroom, washed up, changed into a formal traditional Arab robe, glanced at the time, and then, with his assistant and documents in hand, slowly walked toward the parliament.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the parliament building, the security guards at the gate saw him and naturally came forward to greet him: "Mr. Sadr, this way please!" Led by the security guards, Sadr and his men entered the parliament building and eventually went into the chamber.

Although it's called a hall, it's actually in the form of a large auditorium.

It is still imitating America's classic two-sided sandwich formation.

Senior congressional officials sat at the front, the person to be reviewed was in the middle, and members of Congress were behind them.

Sadr walked to his seat, sat down, and slowly opened his briefcase, taking out the documents and placing them on the table in front of him.

At 10:00 AM local time in Iraq, the parliamentary session to discuss whether to approve the Sadr Movement as a political party officially began.

The Iraqi parliament is an abbreviation; its full name is the National Assembly.

The person in charge of presiding over the meeting was Speaker Gubaidra, a Sunni member of parliament, dressed in a traditional white Arab robe. Under the watchful eyes of 329 members of parliament, he picked up a gavel and gently tapped it once.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the topic of our discussion today is whether to formally incorporate the Sadr Movement into parliament and make it one of the parties in parliament."

"Now, Mr. Sadr, please explain your party's ideology, and how you would govern the country and communicate with the people if you joined the party!"

Iraq's political system is a parliamentary republic, which was restructured after the death of former President Saddam Hussein. The core of this system is the parliament, also known as the National Assembly.

The parliament consists of 329 elected members who serve four-year terms and whose main duties are to pass laws, approve budgets, and oversee the government.

As for administrative power, it is mainly controlled by the Prime Minister, who is the head of government, holds actual executive power, and leads the cabinet.

The president is the head of state, but his symbolic significance outweighs his practical significance.

Below the president and prime minister are the people who actually exercise power and carry out the tasks.

These people come from various religious sects within Iraq.

Sunni-Shia Kurds.

Then this large group was further subdivided into various organizations.

The number of these people was determined entirely based on how much popular support the party had within Iraq.

If the Sadr Movement were to join, it would be equivalent to forming a new political party, and a new party would need to allocate seats according to its membership.

This is equivalent to cutting the number of spots available to others.

However, when the parliament was first established, various clauses were already in place.

Even if the people present were unwilling, they had to grit their teeth and go through the process.

Now, it's all about following the procedures.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Sadr remained calm. He calmly raised his head and met Gubaidra's gaze for about ten seconds before gently shaking his head.

"As a party that is about to join parliament, we will not work for the benefit of the people."

"On the contrary, we need to add some restrictive clauses!"

"Not for anything else, but for the future, for our people, to build a safe home!"

"I think no one wants what happened on 32nd Street and 13th Avenue to happen to them, right?"

With just a few words, those who had originally planned to watch the show and see Sadr make a fool of himself all shut their mouths and turned their gazes away.

Those present were all high-ranking Iraqi officials, so they naturally knew exactly what had happened behind the scenes.

But it is precisely because we know it so clearly that we realize how absurd this matter is.

They also knew that they were powerless to refute what Sadr was saying.

After a long while, Gubaidra picked up the hammer, gently tapped the table, and then said loudly:
“Mr. Sadr, if I remember correctly, you promised me some time ago that you would bring out those terrorists hiding in Sadr City.”

But now, where are they?

“You didn’t catch anyone, and then, the incident on 32nd Street happened.”

"Now you're talking about creating a safe home so that what happened in 32nd Street won't happen to you."

Don't you feel ashamed to say these things?

How do you create a safe home?

"Use your imagination?"

Gubaidra's words were undeniably weighty, and some of the members of parliament in the audience understood his thoughts upon hearing them.

That means the Sadr Movement must not be allowed into parliament.

Despite being rebuked by Gubaidara, Sadr remained calm and composed.

He waited until the noise subsided before continuing:
“Speaker Gubaidra, I am not ashamed, because these things are done step by step.”

“You should know better than me how many people live in the entire northern region. If the Sadr Movement sends a few hundred people in, trying to find a few people out of millions of people is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.”

"So that's not a task that can be accomplished."

"While pursuing these people, I was also thinking about how we can prevent the existence of terrorists."

"After the incident, I made some adjustments, and now I'm going to tell you the whole story!"

"The first point is that our people should relinquish a little bit of their power, a little bit of the right to allow the authorities to conduct inquiries."

"Secondly, we will propose a series of stringent laws to deal with those who have made mistakes."

"Thirdly, we will reward those who do not make mistakes!"

Upon hearing this, the hundreds of councilors behind him immediately burst into laughter.

election……

People will stop at nothing to win votes.

Most people would make grand promises, saying they would adjust a series of preferential policies.

But to everyone's surprise, there was someone who went against the grain and did the opposite of what was expected.

Don't even think about it!
Even if the Sadr Movement enters parliament, and they elect a president and a prime minister, ordinary people will not vote for them.

Why choose them?

Are you choosing them to limit yourself?
Like these members of parliament, Speaker Gubaidra also shared the same thought, picking up his small wooden mallet and gently tapping it:
"Mr. Sader, have you finished expressing your thoughts?"

"I'm done!" Sader smiled and nodded confidently.

Upon receiving his response, Gubaidra tapped the table with his hammer:
"Now, please begin voting."

"Those who agree, cast your vote in this green box; those who agree, cast your vote in this red box."

With Gubaidla's command, the councilors present began to vote.

With one vote from you and one vote from me, more than 300 people participated, and the voting results were finalized in less than half an hour.

There are three ballot boxes in total.

One voted in favor, one voted against, and one abstained.

After the vote was cast, the three ballot boxes were brought to Gubaidra. He did not take them himself, but let others take out the ballots, while he supervised the process.

(End of this chapter)