Chapter 444: 446. Chapter 440: Are You Interested in Big News?

446. Chapter 440: Are You Interested in Big News?

The ringing of the phone sounded. Councilor Williams picked up the phone, and a smile quickly appeared on his face.

"I knew it, you can definitely do it... I will convey it... Good, when I have time, I will definitely visit you."

"I know, I will talk to him about this... Good, goodbye."

Councilor Williams hung up the phone and looked at Lanse. "This girl is still alive, and Bowen promised to hand her over to you alive. You owe him a favor, and you must not let this matter continue to ferment."

He spread his hands. "He took a big risk, so I think you have to give him this favor."

"Is this the result you wanted?"

Lanse breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, he was thinking just now whether Bowen would suddenly kill the girl and then tell him that the girl had died long ago.

This possibility was very high, so Councilor Williams was right; he needed to give this favor.

Although the other party was a scumbag, the girl was still alive.

He nodded. "I understand."

Then he thanked him sincerely. "This matter is thanks to your help; otherwise, it might have ended up in a mess."

Councilor Williams waved his hand. He had a smile on his face the whole time, and there was no sign of reluctance.

"Wei De owes me a favor. It's not needed now, and it's highly likely it won't be used in the future."

Regardless of whether Mayor Wei De has better development in the future, the actual use of this favor is not great.

The two sides are not in the same region, so this favor is hard to become valuable, unless Wei De can enter Congress in the future.

But that's unlikely.

He knows this old partner and old rival very well. If Wei De wins the gubernatorial election, he will try his best to let his family have a deeper infiltration into local politics.

He will try to stay in the Governor's position for as long as possible, rather than rising to Congress as soon as possible.

On the contrary, Councilor Williams is very optimistic about Lanse's future development prospects. He likes Lanse's decisiveness and wisdom, and he also likes his human touch.

For Councilor Williams's explanation, Lanse was still very grateful. "In any case, I also owe you a favor, Councilor."

At the same time, he also revealed an appropriate question that could express the further relationship between the two sides. "Councilor Williams, I have a question that is very presumptuous. I'm not sure if I should ask..."

With Councilor Williams's wisdom, he immediately interpreted the questions Lanse didn't ask. After the two looked at each other for a while, he laughed out loud.

"I'm already very old, Lanse, so old that even if you brought a young girl to strip naked in front of me to serve me, I would find it very difficult to do what you're thinking of."

"Maybe twenty years ago I could have tried..."

Lanse thought of his current wife, that woman who was only in her thirties, beautiful, exquisite, and with a good figure, her eyes lazy but carrying some heat.

Councilor Williams talked about his health condition without any avoidance. "And I'm not keen on harm, killing, and the like. Compared to these, I prefer to stay quiet!"

Lanse nodded slightly, but he wouldn't really believe it, keeping some reservations. "You are a gentleman worthy of people's respect!"

Councilor Williams laughed again. "I like these descriptions of yours. They always use words like fox, cunning, despicable to describe me. They don't love telling the truth as much as you do!"

He laughed for a while and took a deep breath. "I can't say I'm a good person, because I've done many terrible things, but at least in this regard, I don't think I have any problems."

"Because I possess love!"

He looked at Lanse, as if showing off something. "I have my beloved wife. Although I have had many wives in my life, I can guarantee to myself."

"I love every one of them, in marriage."

"I have my beloved family, my children, James, William, my nieces and nephews, and my brothers and sisters."

"I love everyone in our family, and love makes us not do those extreme things."

"This is what I often say: love can make people gain peace."

"Besides these, there are actually some other gaps!"

"The gap between new politicians and old politicians!"

This is actually a topic in the Federation that is relatively... controversial and not so likable.

The political families and the great landlord class of the early period believe that the new generation of politicians from the lower-middle class lacks sufficient background environment, and they will have some problems in their speech, behavior, and psychology in the process of gaining power.

But the new generation of politicians believes that no matter what these people say, it is to hide their core demands—the inheritance of power.

They want to pass power down from generation to generation, so they have such thoughts.

But sometimes you can't say this idea is completely wrong, because the situation in the Federation is just that bad.

Those ordinary people from the middle class or even the lower-middle class went to college through more than ten years of payment and effort.

They thought their lives had ushered in a turning point, a better life was walking towards them, but in fact, they just used so many years of effort and payment to exchange for an opportunity to serve the powerful.

When they paid for another period of time, paid like a dog, and let them get the qualification to peek at power.

Then some of them might double the injustice and humiliation they suffered in the past and find it back from others!

This is already a kind of culture.

A college student wants to have a certain way out in the future. They have to join various clubs and fraternities in college, but they don't join these organizations to experience life. Most of them go in to be servants.

And joining them also requires going through an obedience test. They will ask newcomers to do some very absurd things, or things that insult personality.

It is possible to ask a person to confess to an ugly girl in public, or ask them to sleep with an ugly girl, or let them run naked on campus with their butts exposed.

It seems like a prank, but in the end, this is an obedience test.

You obeyed them, recognized their decision, then you are the person they want to pick.

If you think you have been insulted and you don't like these, then fine, you are not the person they are looking for, and you cannot join their organization.

After graduating from college, those who joined these fraternity organizations took the introduction letters given to them by their classmates, entered large enterprises, or entered government departments to start a brand new life.

And those who failed the obedience test, who possessed independent personality and dignity, entered society for rounds of screening.

Sometimes it is hard for you to distinguish whether the school is teaching you to master some knowledge that is useless for your future, or is it screening talents for the ruling class.

In this process, some people recognized reality, bowed to reality, and also began to have psychological problems.

Psychological problems only accumulate and are not solved, and eventually they will explode!

Either blow others up, or blow yourself up, so this is why the perverts in the Federation are all over all classes.

There are perverts among the poor, perverts among the middle class, and perverts belonging to this class among the powerful and privileged classes!

And the perverts among the ruling class and the privileged class have to solve it through other methods and channels.

Red High Heels, Dream Crystal, are just the tip of the iceberg.

Under the bright ruling class and privileged class of the entire Federation, there is more bottomless darkness.

Of course, there are indeed many bad people here, many perverts, but there are also good people, just maybe not that many.

And most of these good people have a significant feature, that is, they often have very prominent backgrounds, which allows them to gain power without having to wrong themselves or humiliate their own personality.

On the road of perversion, they won't go that far either.

After the two chatted for a while, Lanse took the initiative to say goodbye. He still had to pick Faya back, and Councilor Williams said that he should indeed owe Mr. Bowen a favor.

Owe a pervert a favor, a bit disgusting, but he will fulfill his promise. In the future, perhaps he will let this Mr. Bowen go once, just once!

More than ten minutes later, a box truck stopped outside Mr. Bowen's villa. Mr. Bowen hugged Faya's shoulder and walked to the box truck.

He looked at the two young people in the driver's cab and didn't speak.

The young man sitting in the passenger seat nodded slightly to him. "Mr. Lanse said he owes you a favor."

Mr. Bowen moved slightly; he knew this person.

He also nodded, without any other action, and then let go and stepped back two steps.

Faya didn't know what to do for a while, and she just stood there foolishly.

The young man sitting in the passenger seat said, "Your parents entrusted us to bring you back..."

As soon as her parents were mentioned, Faya's expression became a bit trance-like.

In these days, the people she wanted to see most were her parents. She had never been so eager to see them again.

When the dream really came true, she suddenly felt a bit unrealistic, too incredible!

The sun was very strong, and there was a scorching feeling on her body. She knew that all this was not fake.

She looked back at Mr. Bowen with some anxiety. He was just as he was when she first met him: gentle, elegant, polite, like a gentleman.

"Get in the car, we have to go."

The girl finally decided to trust this group of people, because no matter how bad it was, it couldn't be worse than everything that happened in the basement!

She pulled open the back seat door, got in the car, and soon the car disappeared on the side of the road.

Mr. Bowen took off his glasses and wiped them with a handkerchief. He looked up and squinted at the blue sky, suddenly cursing "Fuck."

I don't know if God, who is looking down on all living beings, will feel offended. It's possible, but it's also possible that he has actually never paid attention to all living beings!

"Someone is following us."

Allen looked at the car following them through the rearview mirror and said.

He had completely walked out of the matter of Beno. Afterwards, he learned to drive for the first time and began to drive by himself.

Driving is actually not complicated, and it is also very fun, especially when driving a good car.

Elvin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also discovered that car through the rearview mirror and didn't care. "Don't worry about it, he already knows who we are."

"Even if he knows more clearly, it doesn't have any practical significance."

Allen continued to drive. The car soon stopped outside the company. Faya got out of the car with some worry. Under Elvin's lead, she saw Lanse and her parents.

The middle-aged couple exclaimed, then rushed towards their daughter and hugged her tightly. The three of them hugged and cried together!

However, the man soon realized that there were some other things to solve now. He let go of his wife and daughter, walked to Lanse, and was about to kneel to him.

Lanse supported him. "You asked me for help with the dignity of a father, a man, and I responded to you. It's that simple."

The man was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly. He just wanted to express the excited emotion in his heart now. He held Lanse's hand tightly with both hands, saying those words of thanks.

When he was thanking Lanse, Faya's gaze also fell on Lanse.

He looked very mature and steady. Although his face was very young, he gave people a very reliable feeling.

Faya's gaze stuck to him. Her mother explained to her some things that happened in these days.

Only then did she know that her father had asked this good man for help in order to find her, and had also really found her.

She felt that no matter what, she had to express her gratitude in person.

"Thank you, Mr. Lanse...", she called him like others.

Lanse's gaze shifted from the middle-aged man to Faya. "Being able to come back is a good thing. Later, I will arrange for someone to send you to the hospital to check and see if there is any place that needs treatment."

The middle-aged man hurriedly refused. "No need to bother, Mr. Lanse. It's enough that she can come back. We can't waste your money anymore!"

"This is not wasting money. We need to know if she has been injured and if she needs treatment. You don't want her to have an infection and worsen because of some actually small wounds, right?"

The word "infection" still had a great deterrent power to ordinary people in this era.

If infected, special medicine would be needed, and it wouldn't necessarily be completely effective.

The high price and a certain degree of mortality rate made everyone afraid of encountering these things!

If Faya were really infected, had a fever, and worsened, he would regret everything he did today!

In the end, he didn't refuse again, but he felt that their family owed Lanse, and they would never be able to pay it back.

This is not a problem that can be measured by money. Some things cannot be measured by money!

Lanse looked at her and signaled for others to go out first. Only he and this family were left in the room.

"May I ask, may I know what happened?"

Faya found it hard to speak. Her father was stunned for a moment, turned around, and walked outside. He didn't want to hear these.

Her mother was the same.

Only two people were left in the room. Faya looked at Lanse's clean eyes, bit her lip, blushed, and said what happened.

Mr. Bowen... was indeed a pervert. He actually didn't violate Faya, but he couldn't say he didn't hurt her.

He wanted to deprive her of her sense of shame. If she was a little disobedient, it was a fierce beating.

He liked to hit people, with his fists, with a whip, or with a special cowhide ruler for hitting people—

A cowhide ruler is a soft ruler made of many layers of hard cowhide nailed together. Its weight is very heavy, and it doesn't need too much force to leave a clear scar on a person's body, and it will hurt for a long time.

Perhaps in Mr. Bowen's view, this game hadn't reached the exciting part, so he hadn't taken the next step, and this just happened to make the trauma she suffered much lower.

Just got beaten a few times while naked...

Lanse sighed after hearing this. "I hope these terrible experiences won't become a nightmare on your growth path. There is nothing that cannot be overcome, as long as you have determination."

Faya's eyes were a bit red, but when she heard these, a strange smile appeared on her face. "You speak very old-fashioned, Mr. Lanse."

"I think you shouldn't be much older than me."

Lanse nodded. "Twenty years old."

Faya continued to smile and said, "When you speak, you sound like those... forty or fifty-year-old people who want to give me some life advice."

"Thank you!" she expressed her gratitude sincerely. "Whether it's you saving me or opening me up on this matter, thank you!"

Lanse wanted to say something else, but thinking of what she said just now, he could only change his way of saying it. "I hope you recover as soon as possible. I will arrange a job for you..."

After Faya's family left, Lanse asked Elvin to do some publicity.

"Let our refugee workers go to the New Port District to publicize. If anyone has a girl at home, tell them not to easily accept requests from others to take photos of them, and don't reveal where they live at will."

"If you encounter such people, leave as soon as possible or ask for help from people around you."

"We can't save everyone; we can only do this."

He said, picked up the phone, and called George (a special columnist/reporter for "Today's Jincheng").

"There is big news that you will definitely be very interested in, but it is possible that you will also encounter some danger. Do you want it?"

George was working. He was writing a manuscript.

He had a few friends who went to the Tanfei Continent to be war reporters. If he wasn't too afraid of death, and already had a little fame, maybe he would also take the risk to go and be a war reporter.

Being a war reporter is not so easy; this is fighting with one's life.

Either become a celebrity, or become a name.

Whether it is success or failure, it will bring huge news value.

Because he had people over there, he knew more about the situation over there than the people in the Federation now.

The Republic of Dantela is very dissatisfied with the Federation merchants providing supplies to its hostile forces and has formally lodged a protest with the Federation government.

In fact, Federation merchants not only provide supplies to its opponents, but also provide a lot of supplies to it.

It's just that now the war has entered the tug-of-war stage from the initial outbreak, and supplies have become more important.

The situation within Dantela is already very tense, and now, the situation of the Federation people living there has become even more tense.

The Prime Minister uses an exaggerated way to convince people to stand on his side. This is a dangerous signal! ===== CHAPTER 445 =====