Chapter 424: 426. Chapter 420: Plan B 6669

426. Chapter 420: Plan B 6669

Councilor Williams acted as if he hadn't heard what Lans was trying to express, maintaining his smiling expression.

The wrinkles on his face were already very obvious, which made his slightly gaunt face look even thinner.

"What are your thoughts on the follow-up?"

From the current perspective, Councilor Williams was the most worthy partner for Lans to cooperate with, bar none.

Especially since Councilor Williams was about to run for mayor; given the role he played in this crisis, this mayoral position could be said to be absolutely within his grasp!

Perhaps many ordinary people didn't see what efforts he made during this Jincheng general strike in the media or newspapers.

But what people can often see are things floating on the surface, not involving the true core.

He connected the relationship between Laizhou and the Assembly, and provided a winning opportunity for the power struggles of different factions within the party.

Now that Senator Cleveland's faction within the party had clearly gained an advantage in Laizhou, it was naturally a very reasonable outcome for Councilor Williams, who played a key driving role, to become Mayor Williams.

He paid the price and reaped the fruits; no one could question this result.

Regardless of how many years Councilor Williams intended to serve—four years, eight years, or if he had other thoughts—at least in the first four years, Lans could develop rapidly by relying on their cooperative relationship.

This was a perfect partner. Since they were partners, they should be a little more sincere with each other.

Lans had been straightening out his thoughts. He deliberated and said, "The Five Great Families have experienced troughs and brilliance. They have huge influence over the underground world of Jincheng, and even Laizhou."

"They are like a kingdom, a dynasty!"

"Now, they are heading toward decline again. It is time to let them become a thing of the past!"

James scratched his temple and shifted his buttocks. Although he managed to keep his emotions from showing on his face, these small actions were still captured, revealing his shock at Lans's statement and his intense emotional fluctuations.

Councilor Williams nodded slightly. "What you say makes some sense. Even a country cannot exist eternally, let alone a gang?"

He said this with a smile. "Of course, I'm not talking about you; I'm just targeting the Five Great Families."

"What do you intend to do first?"

Lans actually already had a comprehensive plan. "After Rick's death, the Cassia family will fall into internal strife."

James reacted. "His son was just killed by Sarifu."

Lans nodded. "Yes, the Cassia family's business is not small. Now that Rick hasn't designated a successor, it's highly likely they won't be able to reach any conclusion."

"I think there are only two directions for the development of things!"

Councilor Williams liked these topics. Listening to the decline of an old friend's family made him genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.

He was happy that a potential competitor or opponent would vanish into the long river of history, and also happy to observe these processes from the perspective of a bystander, finding some measures from them to use in the subsequent development of the Williams family.

He picked up a small piece of pastry and put it into his mouth—just a small piece. These pastries were damn sweet!

They were practically mixing flour into white sugar and honey!

Although he liked these pastries when he was young—after all, "sweetness" had always been the exclusive domain of the nobility—it became a bit cloying after he got older.

So every time, he only ate a little, eating it bit by bit.

He put the food into his mouth, clapped his hands, picked up the towel by the table, and wiped his hands. "You can elaborate."

"The first direction: the Cassia family will fall into internal strife. Their senior cadres will attack each other to compete for the next family head. We only need to watch from the sidelines, and they will perish on their own."

Councilor Williams and James nodded one after another; this possibility was very high.

Although the Cassia family had immigrated here for many, many years, in the eyes of Councilor Williams, an old federalist, these people were no different from wild monkeys.

Expecting savages to make civilized choices was a ridiculous thing in itself, and the environment over in Xiang Yalan was just like that.

When the leader dies, the people below choose the next successor through slaughter. This process is very cruel and bloody.

"And the other direction?"

Lans smiled and continued, "The people of the Cassia family don't fall into internal strife. They feel external pressure, so they unite and discuss how to solve it together."

"Then we can consider pushing the Tita family to engage in 'revenge,' letting them continue high-intensity fighting."

Lans slightly emphasized his tone. "The Tita family is a very united family. I actually prefer the second option."

"They won't fall into internal strife after losing Sarifu, but this doesn't serve our interests."

"Only by letting them continue to fight and wear out each other's remaining strength does it serve our interests."

Councilor Williams nodded repeatedly upon hearing this. "It sounds like you already have some ideas?"

Lans did not deny it. "Spread some rumors, create some new conflicts and contradictions for them, for example... that people from the Cassia family killed their family members again."

Councilor Williams and James both knew upon hearing these words that this so-called "person from the Cassia family" must be Lans himself.

Councilor Williams appreciated Lans more and more. Since Lans had hooked up with Senator Cleveland, it meant they were truly their own people!

He didn't believe Lans would drop the line with the Assembly senator. With the ambition Lans was currently showing, they would definitely be bound together until he found a more suitable superior.

Could Lans find a more excellent superior?

Not in the short term.

For a local gang to open up a situation in the Assembly was as inconceivable as a man giving birth!

Assembly senators were not cheap political resources. Without a certain scale and level, one simply wasn't qualified to contact them.

Even Senator Cleveland was only contacted by chance because they needed Lans to help write a solution to the strike problem.

Then he handled it very appropriately and provided a better solution, using refugees and humanitarianism to make a point, which solved both the problem of whether to provide relief to refugees and the strike problem. That was why Senator Cleveland gave him a business card.

Previously, the Assembly had been discussing how to settle the large number of refugees pouring into the Federation.

These refugees didn't have much money or jobs; they had fled in a hurry and couldn't carry anything of value.

If they were directly given humanitarian aid, the federal government would inexplicably have to bear an additional expense.

But Lans gave them a hint: letting refugees work legally solved this problem.

With so much wilderness in the West waiting to be developed, wouldn't another Western development solve the problem of having too many refugees?

As for whether they would be worked to death, that had absolutely nothing to do with the federal government!

They all thought Lans was a quick-witted person, not that he was particularly smart.

Assembly senators wouldn't admit he was smart; they also thought they could have come up with similar methods with just a little time, so they just felt Lans was quick-witted, nothing more.

They wouldn't favor Lans just because of this, nor would they come to contact him and form a relationship of interest transfer, so until he showed himself to be more excellent—excellent enough that the light he radiated could cover the sun—

Lans would be linked together with him and the Williams family.

Councilor Williams nodded slightly. "Xiang Yalan people are like this: barbaric, not knowing what civilization is. I hope the Tita family can handle it properly."

This was an affirmation of Lans's idea. Thinking of this, Councilor Williams's face also had many more smiles. "Looking at it this way, only the Pasleto family, the Keane family, and the Koda family remain among the Five Great Families."

This was a declarative sentence, but what it expressed was the content of "What methods do you have to deal with these three families?"

Lans pondered for a while. "Paul helped me once before."

Councilor Williams nodded. "Yes, I've heard of it, so you intend to keep that young man—what's his name again?"

James leaned forward slightly. "Francisco, Francisco Paul Pasleto."

Adding a patronymic to a name wasn't anything particularly strange. Cognitively, this name could be understood as "Francisco is Paul's son, and they both come from the Pasleto family."

Councilor Williams nodded. "Right, that young man." He looked at Lans. "You intend to keep him and the Pasleto family?"

Lans did not deny it. "When the other four families disappear, the Pasleto family will just be the Pasleto family. It will be under my control."

"Just like a pyramid, the existence of the apex is because there is a sufficiently large base, and it will also become one of the bases."

Councilor Williams didn't continue to dwell on this; he was actually quite satisfied with Lans doing this. He thought Lans was a person with "human touch."

If it were thirty years ago, when he was James's age, he might have scoffed, feeling Lans was a bit indecisive.

But as people get older, their thinking changes. He now felt that having a human touch was better than not having it.

At least this way, their connection wouldn't just be because of interests. Any cooperative relationship has a day when it ends. If one day there were no interests connecting them, would Lans still have a human touch toward them?

When people get old, they always let their imagination run wild, or rather, think about some bad situations.

This is actually a negative thought that inevitably arises as humans age. When people are in their prime, they don't think anything will become a difficulty, so their thinking is more radical.

But as the human body ages, when they start needing more help, their thinking starts to lean toward being conservative.

Thinking of this, Councilor Williams broke off another small piece of pastry and put it into his mouth.

As long as you don't eat so much at once, it won't be cloying. It's sweet and delicious. ===== CHAPTER 425 =====

As long as you don't eat too much at once, you won't get sick of it; it's sweet and delicious.