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Chapter 548 We are neither friends nor enemies! (Third update!)

After the voting results were announced, Samair was the first to raise his hands and clap. As the prime minister, his clapping represented the Iraqi government's stance.

As Muslims, the members of parliament were stubborn, but as members of parliament, they were also very flexible.

As Samara clapped, they also raised their hands and clapped, the sound of applause echoing in the large council hall and around Sadr.

He naturally placed his right hand on his chest, first bowing to Samara and Gubaidra, then to the dozens of "ordinary people," and finally turned around to bow to the clapping members of parliament behind him.

When he bent over, the applause from the councilors grew even louder.

The applause lasted for two or three minutes before finally stopping, as if it were a very important piece of news.

Samara didn't rush to leave. Instead, he held onto the voting results until the council members had taken them, compiled them into official documents, and conducted a fair hearing to complete the process. Only then did he approach Sadr, looking at him with a face full of satisfaction.

"Sadr, I hope you can follow in your father's footsteps and become a pillar of Shia Islam!"

"And have become the backbone of Iraq!"

"Okay, I'll go first!"

After leaving those two sentences, Samara smiled slightly at Gubaidra, turned around, and left with the dozens of "ordinary people".

After leaving the parliament building, Samara saw off the ordinary citizens in the parking lot before leisurely getting into his car.

As soon as he got into the car, his secretary, who also served as his driver, asked:

"Sir, by putting Sadr into parliament, you are weakening yourself!"

"How can we do this? We shouldn't have let them in at all."

Samara didn't answer the secretary's question directly. Instead, she looked out the window and calmly asked, "What kind of enemy do you think is the easiest to defeat?"

"Speak your intuition, don't try to use those complicated and convoluted methods!"

The secretary, restrained by Samara, hesitated for a moment before whispering:
"For an enemy that is full of flaws, you only need to find the flaws to target to defeat the enemy!"

“You’re absolutely right!” Samara turned her gaze from the window and nodded approvingly.

This secretary is the son of someone with connections; he's practically a nephew.

Keeping them around is also for the purpose of nurturing.

After nodding, Samara continued, "The allocation of members in our important departments basically follows the general direction of Shia, Sunni, and Kurdish distribution."

"However, there are also differences among Shiites, Sunnis, and Kurds."

"The more factions there are, the fewer positions that can actually be held by these factions."

"Bringing the Sadr Movement into this is for the purpose of sowing division."

"Moreover, we can be considered secularists to some extent, and there are also some secularists among the Sunnis."

“Sadr used to be considered conservative, but this time, he has clearly begun to lean towards the secular side.”

"So we're friends with him?" Samara asked the secretary before she could finish her sentence.

Meeting his expectant gaze, Samara gently shook her head:

"We are neither friends nor enemies, but only people who use each other."

"Use it wherever it can be used!"

"If you don't need it, just sell it!"

"This is the political arena; apart from true allies, everyone else can be sold off at any time."

"You need to be careful about this. You're still young and can learn slowly, but be careful not to be reckless."

"In the process of learning, you also need to learn to find your teammates, like Sadr, who has a good son."

After giving instructions to his secretary, Samara turned his gaze forward. Not far ahead, several people were fighting at the entrance of an alley.

The passing vehicle briefly stopped the men fighting, but only for a moment.

The vehicle drove past, and the men continued fighting.

Meanwhile, Sadr, who had luckily become a member of a parliamentary party, also walked out of the parliamentary hall.

As soon as he stepped out the door, he felt his legs go weak and he almost collapsed to his knees.

The people who had arrived with him and were guarding the door quickly stepped forward to help him up, and asked with concern, "Chief, what about us..."

Before he could finish his question, Sadr raised his hand to stop him:
“Remember, we are a legitimate political party. Parliament has approved our application, and the vote has concluded and been announced.”

"Don't call me leader anymore!"

“Call me Sadr, the leader of the party! We are people of status now. We need to be careful when we go out and not continue to act like bandits.”

Upon hearing this, the people guarding the door immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and several of them chimed in with their own opinions:
"When our Prime Minister went in just now, I thought he was going to stop us. I didn't expect that the... party leader would actually be able to call the Prime Minister over as well."

These words made Sader pause for two seconds, because Samara had never expressed any attitude before, and since the other party didn't think much of him, he had never contacted the other party.

But now, this guy is on my side.

If it wasn't someone you contacted, then who was it?
At that moment, the joy of officially switching to a political party vanished, leaving only deep-seated doubt in his heart.

Just then, my phone, which had just been turned on, rang. I took it out and saw it was a call from my son.

Thinking of the work he had arranged for him, Sader quickly answered the phone and said to the person on the other end:
"Alright, son, you can call it a day now."

"We have now officially become a political party. After the procedures are completed in a while, we can apply for a series of official procedures to govern Iraq."

As soon as Sadr finished speaking, the younger Sadr on the other end of the phone let out a series of wails:
"Retreat? I was maintaining order here when that bastard Samila came over and started pointing and gesturing for ages, then ran off with his men."

"He ran away, fine, but he also called all the police officers from Sadr City over and told those bastards to follow my example!"

"I can't leave at all right now!"

The roaring continued, but Sader didn't hear a single word of it.

If he was curious, suspicious, and questioning Samera's motives just now, he is now completely devastated.

Perhaps, that bastard Samair isn't after him, but rather his son!
This intense sense of frustration made Sadr begin to doubt his own abilities for the first time.

After fiddling around for a while, he decided not to doubt it. After all, the fact that he could give birth to a child like Little Sader was enough to prove his ability.

Composing himself, he gently waved his right hand forward and said to the people beside him, "Let's go! Let's prepare our charter!"

On the other side of Baghdad, Sadr Jr. looked at the group of lazy policemen in front of him, slapped his forehead, raised his right hand and shooed them away like flies: "Go away, go away, don't get in my way!"

After dismissing the lazy policemen, he turned back to Khalid and said:
"Uncle Khalid, from today onwards, we are a parliamentary-certified party!"

"We are no longer an anti-government armed group!"

"From now on, we can walk openly in the sunlight!"

Seeing his excited expression, Khalid shook his head:

"It's certainly something to be happy about, but we still have to be careful. After all, we were so ruthless with America before. If they find out anything, we're finished."

This reminder made Sader nod repeatedly: "Yes!"

"I need to quickly come up with a plan to separate the internal operations, separating ordinary stability maintenance personnel from professional operatives and command personnel."

"We can't bomb in one line!"

With that, he hurriedly turned around to organize the relevant plans. Khalid was right behind him, watching him leave, and Khalid was quite satisfied with the hurried departing figure.

…………

Iraq's partisan activities are like a butterfly that hasn't flapped its wings, so they have absolutely no impact on Lin Yi, who is thousands of miles away.

After three days and nights of working overtime, he finally revised the emergency response plan to its seventh version.

In the seventh version, he added many modifiers and adjectives to the text, making it appear very upright and honest.

Leng Yun took the proposal, read it, and shook her head: "I think the first version is still better!"

One sentence made Lin Yi roll his eyes.

He turned around naturally, took out six proposals from the desk next to him, and placed them all in front of Leng Yun: "This is the first one, this is the second one, this is the third one..."

"The previous six are all here, take any one you like!"

"It's too cold up here. I have to go back. If I don't go back, I feel like I'm going to freeze to death here."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yun blushed, took all seven emergency plans into his hands, and nodded.

"Alright! The leaders will be very pleased to see these comprehensive emergency measures."

"I'll take my men and head back first. If you want to stay here for a couple more days, just let Tan Chuan know!"

"I go first!"

After Leng Yun finished speaking, she hugged the seven emergency measures on the table to her chest, smiled, and turned to leave.

He personally escorted him to the stairwell and into the elevator. As the elevator floor decreased in size with each floor until it finally stopped on the first floor, Lin Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After letting out a long sigh of relief, he felt exhausted and all he wanted to do was get a good night's sleep.

Back in the meeting room, I packed my things and carried them in my hands. As soon as I stepped out the door, I saw Ji Shuangshuang standing in front of it.

When their eyes met, she tilted her head and said with a smile:

"I saw that old man Leng left, so I guessed you must have finished your work, and that's why I came to wait for you!"

"So, should we go back tomorrow or today?"

Lin Yi looked out the window. The sky over the sea was dark and there was no sun. It was already 5 p.m. There was only one direct flight to Suzhou a day, and it was no longer running.

If I buy a ticket now and transfer, by the time I get to Suzhou, it will be tomorrow morning.

He sighed and pointed out the window: "I heard from the shipyard that there's a beach tourist attraction over there, and they say there will be fireworks tonight. Want to go check it out?"

fireworks?

Ji Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"

After returning his belongings to his accommodation, Lin Yi didn't go to bed. Instead, he took a notebook and went to the hotel reception to ask if there were any attractions or shopping spots nearby.

The receptionist pointed to a bunch of things.

That includes the beach.

After asking, Lin Yi asked for a map, and based on the map, he sorted out the attractions. Finally, he marked the name of a shopping mall with a pen.

Huludao Jewelry Trading Center

Back at the hotel, Lin Yi found Ji Shuangshuang asleep on the sofa. Looking at her fair neck, he untied the laces of his sneakers, slowly leaned over, and carefully placed the laces against Ji Shuangshuang's neck.

Before they even got close, the person lying on the sofa opened their eyes and their gaze fell on the shoelace:

"You want to kill me to silence me?"

"Oops!" Lin Yi quickly hid the shoelaces behind his back, then realized his mistake, threw them aside, clapped his hands, and laughed awkwardly twice.
"No, it's just that I wanted to buy something and then try it out!"

"Why don't you just ask?"

"Want to give us a surprise?!"

"So you strangled me with your shoelaces?"

"I said I wasn't looking to buy anything, but I didn't know what size to buy, so I'm carrying it with me!"

"Then you should use a ruler!"

"There's no ruler, only shoelaces and a belt!"

"Then why not use a belt?"

"nerve!"

Fifty minutes later, Lin Yi, driving Cai Hengxun's car, appeared in front of the jewelry trading center with Di Shuangshuang.

After parking the car, the two of them stared blankly at the somewhat old building in front of them.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yi decisively stepped into the building.

Unlike the outwardly old-fashioned decor, the interior of the building is simply magnificent and opulent.

At the very front are gold jewelry shops.

The counter at the front of the shop is filled with a wide variety of necklaces, each one unique.

Lin Yi studied it and found that it was mainly hand-carved and inlaid with various techniques, with a few pearls or serpentine jade embellishing the bright yellow gold.

It makes the already bright and beautiful gold even more dazzling.

After circling around the counter and asking Ji Shuangshuang about her finger size, Lin Yi went into the shop next door and picked out a pair of diamond rings.

Just as I was about to pay, Ji Shuangshuang appeared silently, picked up the diamond ring from the tray, looked at it under the light for a while, and then put it down.

"Let's go, this thing isn't worth anything!"

"Huh?" Lin Yi was a little surprised, but he quickly remembered that in his previous life, Ji Shuangshuang had bought a pair of gold hairpin rings that could be combined.

I simply took the two rings in my hands: "These things are all about emotional value!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ji Shuangshuang snatched the ring, put it back on the tray, and returned it to the shop assistant: "Emotional value is something I give you; it's only emotional value when I give it to you!"

"Let's go, I saw a pair I liked next door, and a few necklaces too!"

"That thing is prettier, and it holds its value!"

As she spoke, she glanced back at the diamond ring on the table: "The setting is platinum. If something happens and I want to sell it, it'll be 300 yuan per gram."

"Two rings, weighing at most three grams, cost 900 yuan!"

"gone!"

After saying that, Ji Shuangshuang dragged Lin Yi toward the gold shop next door.

As you walk into the shop, the staff greet you like you're seeing your own mother:
"This way, please. We've already picked out the ones you were looking at earlier for you!"

"Please take another look!"

Under their guidance, Lin Yi saw the gold that Ji Shuangshuang had selected.

It looks expensive!

(End of this chapter)