Chapter 1049: Teacher and Student

After Lanse ended the call with the Senator, he waited for ten minutes before dialing Admiral Wells.

It seemed he was already waiting for Lanse's call. The moment the call was connected, Admiral Wells' laughter came from the receiver.

The navy was not yet a match for the army, so they would appear more humble than army generals.

"Jiefu just called me a moment ago. Regarding what he told me, I think there is no problem at all."

"Now you just need to tell me when you need them, and then I will send them to the place you specify at the time you request."

For Admiral Wells being so considerate, Lanse immediately expressed his gratitude. "I hope it won't trouble you. I will have someone bring some Lapa specialties back. You will certainly like them."

Hearing this sentence from Lanse, Admiral Wells suddenly became interested, because in the current upper-class circles of the Federation, a very interesting term began to circulate, called "Lanse's specialties."

Not just Senator Cleveland and his people, but also other senators, including some government officials, for example, those in the Ministry of Defense—they had all received specialties from Lanse! Everyone liked the specialties Lanse chose very much. Up to now, no one had heard anyone say they didn't like the gifts Lanse sent.

Lanse had previously sent Admiral Wells a golden warship. Up to now, he would still appreciate that warship from time to time.

He suddenly became somewhat expectant, looking forward to what Lanse would send him this time. "I am very much looking forward to its arrival!"

This was a short call. After Lanse told Admiral Wells his requirements, Admiral Wells also promised to complete them according to his requirements, and the two hung up the phone.

With these warships, even if they didn't need to get too close to the port terminal, they could exert a huge deterrent force on this country and on some people who had bad things in their minds.

What can make a group of people lower their heads is not how noble or holy you are, but the weapons you hold in your hands that make them have to do so—that's all.

The next day, more soldiers began to enter Zhuolan. They took over the work of the police chief and began to maintain order. Many routed soldiers were discovered and then arrested.

Pedro's soldiers were enforcing the law on the streets while propagating to people that they would publicly try Diego and judge the wrong things he had done and the sins he had committed.

It was just that what Pedro hadn't expected was that the response from the citizens of Zhuolan wasn't very strong.

Some people would even take the initiative to hide from these soldiers and the "public trial propaganda leaflets" in their hands, as if there were some dirty things on those leaflets.

This made Pedro, who had been observing this city, feel somewhat inexplicable.

In his imagination, the citizens of this city, especially those living in the slums, should hate Diego very much, but judging from the people he was observing now and their situation, they didn't seem to be as he had imagined.

Something must have gone wrong somewhere.

Looking at Pedro, who had fallen into deep thought, Luo Si asked, "Should we go see Lanse?"

"Before publicly trying Diego."

Pedro looked up at him, pondered for a moment, and then nodded. "Go, of course we have to go. Let's go now."

As he said this, he looked at his former colleague beside him. "Do we have any other work to do today?"

His colleague could now be considered a high-ranking official in Pedro's faction, mainly responsible for recording and arranging Pedro's daily itinerary and work.

It wasn't that he trusted this colleague very much, or that the two had a very good relationship; it was just that he purely wanted to find some people with work ability in this area from their group, which was indeed not very easy.

Now, this former colleague had become his adjutant. He shook his head. "There is nothing particularly important to do today..."

"By the way, the Republic of Jiede called over, saying they hoped to have a call with you before seven o'clock in the evening—their President."

Pedro suddenly felt a bit dazed. He looked at Luo Si and others with no meaning, or rather, unclear meaning, and finally his gaze returned to his adjutant. "I know."

At this time, he seemed to have no changes on the surface, but in reality, his emotions were undergoing subtle changes.

Because the President of the Republic of Jiede was going to have a call with him in the evening.

He had been to the Republic of Jiede twice. Every time he went, he could feel the huge development and changes of this country. It had already walked in front of all the countries in Xiang Yalan.

If it were said that there was any country in the Xiang Yalan region that had the most hope of keeping up with the Federation's pace, then it must be the Republic of Jiede.

This country that once needed him to look up to, and the President he didn't even have the qualifications to look up to, actually wanted to have a call with him and even had to make an appointment in advance. This kind of feeling made him feel so good from the depths of his soul to the tip of every sweat pore! This kind of pleasure was a pleasure that couldn't be described in words, and only he himself could feel it.

A small character, a middle school teacher, was also going to stir up the wind and clouds on this land of Xiang Yalan. This sense of mission made him intoxicated.

Luo Si looked at Pedro with a strange look in his eyes. He found that a sentence from his adjutant just now had caused some changes in the feeling Pedro gave people.

Luo Si couldn't quite figure it out, but he also stood up and followed Pedro toward the outside.

After all, he could also be considered one of Lanse's "students."

There were also some others—those who had participated in the seminar held by Lanse—who, after weighing it again and again, all stood up one after another and followed them toward the outside.

Now that these students were seeing their teacher again, and in the capacity of a victor, they didn't know if Lanse would be happy.

The things Lanse taught them back then, they had all used in practice, and it could be considered as carrying them forward!

Some "non-standard" insurgent leaders, after simply asking, roughly figured out why these people were all going to see the Boss of the Concession.

At the same time, they also knew this secret that wasn't considered a secret—

Lanse and the current mainstream insurgent leaders had a relationship similar to teacher and student.

This made some of them feel worried. If Pedro, Luo Si, and these currently strongest insurgent leaders obtained the support of Lanse and the Federation behind him, would they be able to lock in the victory in advance? Although they had such and such worries, they couldn't change anything and could only silently accept everything that happened.

A group of people took a special car and arrived outside the Concession. There were many soldiers patrolling here, and they were even stationed here.

A kind of confrontation formed between the two sides, but it wasn't that serious, and there were no signs of escalation. It could only be said to be very peaceful.

Seeing Pedro and the others coming, the soldiers on duty took the initiative to pull open the wooden stakes wrapped with barbed wire.

Looking at these wooden stakes, Pedro's expression was a bit strange. He rolled down the car window and looked at the two officers standing by the car. "It's too exaggerated. Remove all these things. There is no need for so many people here. Leave a portion of people, and let the others take turns resting."

The officer's lips moved, but in the end, he still obeyed the order.

Actually, these people, these anti-government armed elements, they had a kind of pride that belonged to themselves, belonged to the Lapa people, in their hearts.

They had an instinctive rejection and disgust for Lanse and the Zhuolan Treaty signed by Lanse and Diego. For these forces from foreign countries and the influence they caused in their own country, they were all very opposed.

Lapa people's affairs should be solved by Lapa people themselves, rather than by foreigners intervening.

As long as Pedro nodded, they would dare to fight into the Concession and regain control of this area.

But these, in the end, could only be their wishful thinking.

Sometimes politics is like this: you know clearly that this is wrong, but under the demands of politics, everyone will say this is right.

Subsequently, the motorcade slowly moved toward the Concession. The "guard" on the Concession side also signaled them to stop.

Looking at these people wearing trench coats with a bright red armband on their left arms, they gave Pedro a different kind of feeling.

"These people are not soldiers." He said to Luo Si, who was sitting beside him. "But these people give me a feeling that they are not very easy to deal with."

Luo Si didn't seem to have discovered this. "I look at them and they seem to be just like this, nothing special. You are too sensitive, Pedro."

"Is it because you are going to see Lanse?"

Pedro frowned. This sentence actually had a bit of a thorn in it.

Since entering Zhuolan, Luo Si's attitude seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. He could be sure that this wasn't a good change, but now it was indeed not suitable to fall out with him or have a talk, so he had been enduring it.

"Maybe I saw it wrong." Pedro said so, and then he looked at the two people walking over and explained their purpose. "We are here to visit Mr. Lanse White. You can tell him, and he will see us."

"Just say... the students from the seminar have come to visit."

The two Lanse family members nodded. One of them, carrying a rifle, came to the guard post next to them and dialed the phone in Lanse's office.

He looked at the motorcade, said a few words, put down the phone, and then walked out. "Mr. Lanse allows you to go in. We will arrange for someone to lead the way for you."

He said this and waved his hand. Soon, a cross-riding motorcycle came to the front of the motorcade.

Pedro smiled, nodded, said thank you, and then rolled up the car window.

"You didn't need to be so polite to a small soldier." Luo Si said.

Pedro turned to look at him. The two stared at each other for a moment, and then Pedro took the initiative to move his gaze away.

It wasn't that he had admitted defeat in this silent "contest," but just felt it wasn't necessary.

After entering Zhuolan, he found that the people around him had almost all undergone huge changes, and this also included himself.

Luo Si wasn't this kind of person before, but after his power and influence constantly expanded, he seemed to have become the kind of person he, Pedro, and more people hated before.

He began to look at people with his nostrils, began to become unable to tolerate others, and began to see himself as more noble than anyone else.

If Luo Si were to become President... that would be nothing short of a new disaster for this country.

Luo Si might not know that Pedro had thought so many things in such a short time. He just transferred his gaze somewhat proudly. He believed this was a "great victory"! The motorcade passed through the streets in the Concession. Looking at the neat, clean, and beautiful streets and buildings here, everyone was silent.

Before coming in, they had thought of many possibilities—for example, Federation people enslaving Lapa people, using them as livestock, with Lapa people wearing collars everywhere.

Or perhaps here, most of the local people were living without dignity, while those Federation people and foreigners were the masters here.

They wantonly humiliated Lapa people for fun, treating them as animals, clowns, and slaves.

But after they really entered here, they were all silent.

They saw those Lapa people. They were wearing clothes that might not be so high-end but were absolutely clean and tidy, passing by on the street. Everyone's face was filled with smiles from the heart, as well as pride!

These emotions and the changes in their hearts made their faces seem to be covered with a layer of light. They themselves seemed to be glowing! The clean and tidy streets made this place not look like Lapa at all, or perhaps the Federation was just like this.

"You have been to Jiede. Compared with here, Jiede..." Luo Si looked at Pedro, as if the small confrontation between them just now hadn't happened.

In front of some major issues of right and wrong, the small contradictions between them wouldn't affect their unity.

Pedro shook his head. He took out a cigarette. Now he was so depressed that he just wanted to smoke.

"Jiede is not as good as here either."

Luo Si was silenced by this simple answer of his.

Pedro took two puffs of the cigarette and continued speaking.

"Seeing some changes that happened here, I suddenly had a feeling of unreality. Is our inherent, old-fashioned concept of Lapa real?"

"Although I myself am not very willing to admit it, in my heart, Lapa is a poor and backward place. Civilization, in all aspects, is extremely backward."

"I have always believed that flowers of civilization cannot bloom here. We still need many years of effort to achieve all of this."

"But now, seeing everything that happened here, seeing these people on the side of the road, I am suddenly somewhat confused."

"Exactly, what went wrong?"

He himself couldn't answer his own question. Expecting Luo Si to answer?

That was even more impossible. Luo Si also lit a cigarette and sat silently.

The Lapa people in the Concession lived better than the Lapa people outside and were more like people in a civilized society. For these people, it was even more of a blow.

There was no need to get out of the car to ask. They knew that no matter who they asked, these people would absolutely not be willing to return to the state they were in before.

It wasn't just the two people in this car who were silent; the people sitting in the cars behind were also silent.

Because here, they saw the appearance of Lapa in their ideals, but its creator happened to be someone they didn't like, or even someone they wanted to oppose.

The motorcade soon stopped outside Lanse's office building, which could also be considered the outside of the management building for the entire Concession.

After a group of people got out of the car and looked at this high-rise building, which looked more like a corporate building than a government office building, everyone revealed an amazed look.

"This might be the tallest building in Lapa!" Pedro was somewhat amazed. "What I have seen and heard here today has given me many feelings and insights."

"But no matter what, we have come here now, so let us first see Mr. White."

"This mentor of ours in every sense!"

After a search, a group of people were allowed to enter the elevator.

This was their first time taking an elevator. They all felt somewhat unaccustomed. After a slight dizziness, they arrived at the floor where Lanse's office was located.

After passing through checks such as body searches again, they were allowed to enter Lanse's office.

Lanse was currently sitting in a place similar to a tea bar by the floor-to-ceiling window on the east side. There was an irregular table, a coffee table, and some chairs beside it. He was making tea, a kind of tea leaf that he didn't even know if it could be considered green tea.

The taste of the tea was very fragrant, and the local people would also use it to soak in water to drink.

The moment the emerald tea soup rose with the tea fragrance, Lanse felt that his whole person was fulfilled at this moment.

He liked green tea far more than other drinks.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't drunk tea for too long, the tea made from these leaves also made him feel fragrant and delicious.

He looked back at Pedro and the others who came in from outside the door. He didn't get up, but smiled and let them come over.

The sunlight spilled on him through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, as if putting a golden coat on him, full of sacred flavor.

"Come over and sit."

Pedro and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they walked over somewhat restrainedly.

Luo Si stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window and looked down, then hurriedly retreated a few steps and sat in a position far away from the glass window. He was obviously frightened, and his face was somewhat pale.

Lanse poured the tea water into the cups. "Pedro, you distribute it."

While nodding, Pedro subconsciously began to take action. He felt somewhat familiar when he saw these tea soups. After carefully smelling them, he looked at Lanse with an amazed expression on his face.

It seemed as if he were asking, how could Lanse like such a thing?

They mainly used these leaves to chew, soak in water to drink, and in some places, they would also use them as an auxiliary material for brushing teeth.

He had never drunk anything so fragrant!

And Lanse's performance of drinking this kind of tea water also gave Pedro some different emotions.

He quickly distributed the tea cups into everyone's hands, and Lanse was also holding one. "You can try it. It's a result I newly researched."

"Of course, if any of you want to drink some wine, or coffee, we have those here too."

He blew on the water surface of the tea cup, then took a small sip. That kind of relaxation and comfort, along with the tea soup falling into his abdomen and spreading to his whole body, made his whole person become comfortable...

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