Chapter 246: Apologies, Creativity, and Sponsorship

247. Chapter 244: Apologies, Creativity, and Sponsorship

Golden light shone on the mysterious veil of New Jincheng, and the city with thin water vapor gradually revealed its exquisite outline behind the thin mist.

It woke up from its sleep and also activated everyone living in this city.

Early in the morning, the New Jincheng City Police Station held a press conference.

Large batches of reporters swarmed in. They had already obtained some news in advance, saying that there would be heavy news disclosed today, which had a relationship with yesterday's big action.

Actually, some reporters already knew some side-dish news, for example, Red Heels engaging in kidnapping crimes and sex crimes, and it might affect some decent people.

They weren't very interested in the case itself; they just wanted to know how many big shots had been customers of Red Heels, and what they had obtained from Red Heels.

Director Chali sat seriously in the middle of the conference room, and every police officer's expression appeared exceptionally solemn.

When the time was almost up, Director Chali first used a sigh as an opening remark.

He suddenly stood up. When the reporters didn't know why he had to stand up just after the press conference started, he bowed deeply.

Ten-plus seconds later, he slowly got up. "I apologize to all citizens for our insufficient strike and supervision efforts against urban criminal behavior."

"I sincerely request to be able to obtain the forgiveness of the broad masses of citizens, and I will guarantee that I will definitely dig out every participant."

He said words they didn't understand in the confusion of some reporters, and then he sat back down. "Next, what I want to say has a relationship with yesterday's big action."

"Yesterday we... destroyed the Red Heels Club. Many people don't know clearly, or have already heard, that we were hunting a wanted criminal."

"But in reality, this was a pretext to not alert them. In reality, we received some outrageous reports, reporting that the Red Heels Club was suspected of kidnapping, imprisoning, harming, and killing some girls from all over the country."

"They used violent means to force these girls to engage in sex-related trade and provide sex services for certain people."

"And in this process, they would be harmed, or even killed."

"We successfully rescued all the girls we could find and caught the main criminal masterminds and their lackeys."

"In the surprise interrogation last night, we had already begun to gradually disintegrate the psychological defenses of some criminals and obtained some things we found hard to imagine from their mouths."

"I cannot imagine what kind of darkness and hell they experienced to persist until our rescue, and for this reason, I feel exceptionally ashamed..."

Director Chali faced the reporters as if he truly felt ashamed, constantly recounting the emotions he wanted to express.

In reality, he had known what kind of place Red Heels was for a long time, and even once assisted the Bay Area tycoons in dealing with a corpse. He didn't trust the people in Red Heels, so he handed it to Chali to be responsible for.

He knew the nature of Red Heels for about... ten-plus years, but only knew it provided harm and killing for Bay Area tycoons for about seven or eight years.

In such a long period of time, he never did anything, and even felt that the existence of Red Heels had an important help for stabilizing New Jincheng's public security.

At least those tycoons in the Bay Area wanted to do some terrible things, it wouldn't cause public panic—

At that time, the girls in Red Heels were all illegal immigrants. They were invisible people of qualified countries. Even if they were killed, no one would appeal for them, let alone cause any social public opinion.

Until recently, they seemed to have kidnapped several Federal girls. It could also be because those tycoons' tastes changed, or Samu's guts were bigger than Liam's (the previous boss).

Actually, if they weren't at the center of the storm, they could still continue to operate, and Director Chali wouldn't have gone to seal it.

What let all darkness be exposed to the sun was absolutely not justice, but struggle.

Following the end of this press conference, more and more people knew about this matter.

Some newspapers almost printed extra editions at noon, just to specifically report this news.

To make the extra edition not so thin, they also took out some old missing person news and pulled a relationship with this news, making the whole thing look even more thrilling.

Lanse saw the extra edition when he was in the office at noon. Samu and Buke became "demon-like criminals."

Bo Dun reflected that many people went to the Red Heels Club side, used stones or other things to smash Red Heels' glass, and some people pried open Red Heels' big door and looted the things inside.

Federal people are just like this; they always have some ways of expressing emotions that others don't understand.

It seems this kind of looting behavior is also a positive venting of emotions.

There were also quite a few people gathered at the police station side. They demanded severe punishment for Samu and Buke. People from all walks of life seemed to be publicly expressing the hope that they could be punished with the death penalty.

Regarding this, Director Chali didn't have any response, but many people already knew the disposal result of this matter—the two masterminds committed suicide out of fear of crime, and the notebook had been taken away by Councilor Wei De.

A successful performance absolutely cannot have only one or two actors.

If it were before, Aierwen and the others might be like most people, feeling... this was a victory of justice.

But after Lanse's explanation, they finally saw the essence of the matter.

Actually, there was never any justice or fairness; it was just that their value made them dangerous, so they were thrown out.

Wanting to keep yourself safe, the best way is to always have value, while not being so dangerous.

Just after eating lunch at noon, Vice President Wo En found Lanse. He had something to find him for.

They found a small restaurant in the Imperial District, and Lanse reluctantly ate a little bit more.

Federal people's meal times will be relatively late. Noon might be after twelve o'clock, approaching one o'clock, which is their dining time.

And at night, six-plus o'clock to seven o'clock is the dining time for most people.

The two sat down at a roadside stall. Vice President Wo En actually looked quite like the working class in this aspect. He wasn't picky about food. Even if it was a roadside stall, he would eat with relish.

"Sikaote organized the things you said before and sent them to the General Union side. The General Union side looked at it and attached great importance to it, and the Labor Federation side is very interested in these ideas of yours."

"However... Lanse, I must apologize to you. Sikaote didn't mention your name in this matter.", Vice President Wo En appeared very embarrassed.

He and President Sikaote both knew very clearly that the working-class "Grand Competition" was absolutely a grand event that could increase the influence of the Labor Federation and the Union!

Independent conception and borrowing other people's ideas brought completely different political benefits to them.

If this matter, Sikaote reported upward, saying it was someone else's proposal and he adopted it, then the General Union and Labor Federation's evaluation of him wouldn't be very high. At most, they would think he was sharp-eyed and accurate in judgment, and that would be the end of it.

There are countless regional union presidents in the entire Federation who are sharp-eyed and accurate in judgment. These are not enough for him to be directly promoted to the General Union.

Only by putting these credits into his own pocket and saying it was his own idea would the General Union and Labor Federation feel "this fucking is a talent," and only then would there be the idea of transferring him to the General Union.

As for whether he could continue to perform very excellently in the General Union, it actually wasn't that important anymore.

This is like having already eaten the most delicious meat into the stomach. Is it important whether the digestion is good or not?

Vice President Wo En also obtained some political benefits from it. In Sikaote's report to his superiors, he claimed that he conceived the core framework, Vice President Wo En supplemented part of the details, and the role Lanse played was providing funds and prizes.

The General Union attached great importance to this, but considering they hadn't done this kind of thing before, and also didn't know whether peer competition would trigger some problems not in expectation, they first let New Jincheng do it.

First, in the name of "Laizhou State Dock Workers Union Technical Grand Competition," hold a local technical competition in New Jincheng.

If everything is indeed as they wanted, the effect is very good, bringing more influence.

Then they will unfold it on a national scale.

The Labor Federation side also thought so, and also had been thinking about how to continue to refine "skilled workers." After all, some skilled workers' technology is indeed much better than others, but there are also some people who, although they have reached the level of skilled workers, are always a bit worse compared to the best ones.

Now perhaps they can use this method to divide skilled workers into layers and levels.

"... So, Lanse, I am very sorry, I didn't strive for all the benefits for you.", Vice President Wo En looked like... indeed filled with guilty emotions.

But Lanse knew that presumptuously guessing an actor's performance level is not only an insult to the actor, but also an insult to his own IQ.

"Wo En, we are friends!"

"I remember you said before that if Sikaote is transferred to the General Union, you will serve as the union president here in New Jincheng?"

Wo En didn't deny it. "Sikaote also wrote my name into the report. It was just to pave the way for me. As long as he can enter the General Union, I will definitely be able to take over his class."

This point is beyond doubt, unless some people want to disgust a General Union member who has just entered the core layer.

If someone in the General Union wants to do this, then Sikaote won't be able to progress. They will stop Sikaote from progressing.

But as long as he can enter, looking at his face, Wo En's vice president won't have problems.

Lanse appeared very happy. "Then all this is worth it. Wo En, we are friends!"

"Putting these ideas on me won't bring me any practical benefits, but if they have any special value to you and Sikaote, then why should I be stingy with these things that have no value to me?"

"You just say it was the result of your discussion. I won't talk nonsense. You can completely rest assured about this point."

Wo En froze for a moment. This time he came to tell Lanse about this matter, besides indeed feeling a bit sorry for Lanse, Sikaote also took the initiative to instruct him.

Soothe Lanse's emotions. After all, directly copying someone else's creativity and putting it on oneself, and letting them obtain huge benefits, no one would be happy.

If Lanse talks nonsense, it might make things look very ugly.

But Wo En didn't expect Lanse to understand his meaning so quickly. I don't know if Lanse truly understood, or if he happened to.

"I didn't mean that, Lanse, I completely trust you!", Wo En looked very sincere, not at all like he was performing.

He thought for a while and said, "Recently, someone also asked about the club matter, but don't worry, as long as I am still in New Jincheng for one day, the club will always be yours!"

Lanse's eyes turned slightly. "Who would be interested in a worker club that keeps losing money?"

Wo En didn't realize the importance of this matter. He shrugged. "Seems like someone from a consulting company...", he touched his pocket. "I didn't bring it. I can take it to you after I go back."

Lanse nodded slightly. In the Federation, as long as it has a relationship with a consulting company, it must be related to politics.

He felt a bit egg pain, but didn't show it.

Subsequently, Wo En was a bit... embarrassed. "The General Union side didn't approve so much money for us this time. Sikaote and my idea is that since we want to do it, we should make the scale grander."

"After all, dock workers from the entire state will come here. As the host, we definitely have to show... you know, we don't want to lose face."

"And it's not just people from the state union, people from other state unions and the Labor Federation will also come."

The union has money in the account now, but not too much money. If it's just simply holding one, there definitely won't be any big problems.

It's nothing more than entertaining these people's food and housing, and then getting some prizes.

But Sikaote planned to use this opportunity as a way for him to rush into the General Union, so he definitely couldn't make it too bad.

As long as he thinks about being brilliant, he definitely has to spend more money.

But he has no money, what to do?

"What is your budget roughly?", Lanse picked a beef rib and sucked the meat on it.

Wo En scratched his head. "About thirty-five thousand to fifty thousand dollars."

"There is still some money in the union account. We can scrape together one hundred thousand dollars."

One hundred thousand dollars, buying a way to be promoted, and it's not his own money. This business can be done!

"You mean I sponsor it alone?"

Wo En nodded embarrassedly. "Hope you can support some. If your hands are not enough, we will find other enterprises to aid a bit."

Sikaote and Wo En analyzed that Lanse has many bars under his hand, he must have a lot of money.

And he must also be willing to sponsor it alone, so don't worry that Lanse won't pay.

This made Wo En feel that Sikaote was calculating Lanse, and he always felt that Lanse was a

But only a tiny bit.

Lanse was indeed just as Scott had predicted; since he had already decided to pay, it was certainly most appropriate for him to pay for it all himself.

He exhaled; he actually didn't care much whether he had been schemed against by Scott or Woen, because this matter was beneficial to him.

He could at least become a familiar face among the dock workers and the Labor Union; those people in the Labor Union knew he could sponsor so much money in one go, and perhaps they would come to find him in the future.

One must know that during this period, the Labor Union and the unions were absolute capital killers in the Federation—not capitalists.

Their destructive power toward capital was astonishing, so in reality, the Congress side had already begun to consider how to disintegrate the influence of the unions and the Labor Union among the working class.

Even the current concessions made by politicians and capitalists to the unions and the Labor Union were a means for them to disintegrate the Labor Union.

By actively retreating, they let both sides become arrogant and conceited!

Arrogance and conceit are the first steps toward the madness of destruction; although they didn't seem that arrogant yet, one day, they would eventually lose themselves in their own vanity.

Just like this moment.

"No problem, I'll pay the money, but I also have one request."

Woen certainly wouldn't refuse, "Let's hear it, I will try my best to persuade Scott."

"First, I need to hang the Wanli Agency's sign in the most conspicuous position, and directly sign my name, stating that I exclusively sponsored the event's expenses."

Vice President Woen heard a term he hadn't heard before: exclusive.

However, this term wasn't that hard to "chew," and he soon understood Lanse's meaning, "No problem."

"Second, I need at least one seat on the podium, and as close to the center as possible."

This was even less of a problem, and Woen agreed directly, "Can do."

"Third, if we need to present awards to the winners, then I need the opportunity to appear alone to present the awards and distribute the prize money, and not just once."

Woen nodded repeatedly; it was just giving money, not anything else, "No problem."

"The last point, the certificates will have the Wanli Agency's name printed on them, and I will additionally gift them some small souvenirs and picture albums."

After Woen seriously reconsidered it again, he confirmed that these were all reasonable requests, "I don't think there's a problem, I can agree to it; even if Scott is dissatisfied, I will persuade him."

Lanse picked up a towel to wipe his hands, reached out, and shook hands with Vice President Woen, "Happy cooperation!"

"Thank you for your support, Lanse, this saved me a lot of trouble!"

"I guarantee that your investment will definitely be worth it; as long as I am still in New Jincheng, no one will be able to take the club away from you!"

Lanse laughed heartily as if he truly believed it, "I believe that!"

Actually, to Lanse, President Scott being able to be promoted to the General Union was a good thing; he owed him a big favor.

If there were places where he needed his cooperation in the future, he would have a reason and an excuse.

Of course, it was also possible that President Scott would refuse, but that didn't matter either.

If he really refused Lanse's request, Lanse would let him understand what kind of end he would face if he only wanted the benefits but was unwilling to pay!