Chapter 731: Dismissal and new and old directors

For several days in a row, William accompanied Emily like a father who truly loved his family. Of course, Victor also needed him.

If there was no old father, drinking milk would be a dangerous thing for him.

It is possible that he would become the first child in the Lawrence family to be choked to death by milk, becoming the laughing stock of the entire Lawrence family.

In order to keep this boy, he worked very hard every day.

William also received higher education, but in this matter, he still maintained that spirit of exploration and curiosity.

He could never figure out how the food eaten turned into breast milk and flowed out.

Fortunately, he is not the president, otherwise he must set up a project and have to figure out this matter.

After a few days, he invested in busy work again, because the restart of the projects in the New Port District and the New Bay District brought a lot of work for the City Hall, and as a municipal councilor in the Imperial District, he also needed to contribute in this regard.

For example, striving for enough jobs for the residents of the Imperial District!

This sounds... not much like what a municipal councilor should do, but in fact, this is precisely one of the core tasks of bottom-level municipal councilors—

Satisfying the reasonable demands of the people.

Wanting work is a reasonable demand.

Everyone in the office knew that God had given him another child, and they were all greeting him on the way, congratulating him on becoming a father for the second time.

His secretary was also like this, and even prepared a small gift.

William's originally happy mood had some stiffness on his face when he saw the little secretary.

He walked into the office, considering how to send this woman away.

In fact, there was no emotional foundation between him and this woman. He just found a free substitute when his wife was inconvenient.

And what this woman wanted was not his love, but the power in his hands, Lan Si behind him, an upper-class society.

One who didn't want to take responsibility to vent emotions, one who wanted to use her body to enter the upper-class society, just like two magnets of opposite sex, met at a special time.

The little secretary walked into the office with coffee, "I haven't had time to congratulate you. I heard that you have a new son named Victor."

She walked to William's side, put the coffee on the desk, and then went around behind the chair. Her hands flexibly inserted along William's collar and stroked his body.

Flexible, gentle, but with some strength, finally returned to his shoulders and cervical spine, and kneaded a few times.

Just these few times, William felt a kind of relaxation.

The first intimate contact also started from "I learned massage, can try to help you relax."

He raised his hand and grabbed the little secretary's hand. It was very soft, very delicate, just like no bones, and it felt very comfortable in his hand.

"Do you want it again?"

Her other hand lifted her hair, ready to do something for William. William stopped her, "I want to talk to you."

The little secretary realized something. Her expression became very ugly, and she asked him directly, "Are you trying to dump me?"

Looking at the change in her momentum, William frowned, "I want to talk to you properly, instead of talking to you when you are emotional. Can you calm down?"

The little secretary's emotions became tense, and her hands kept waving to show that her emotions were changing rapidly at this time.

"You approached me just because you fucked your pregnant wife, so you chose me?!"

"Fuck, William, fuck!"

"Now you want to return to the family to be your good husband, so you plan to kick me away?"

She took a few steps back, opened her hands on her sides, and looked at William with wide eyes, "No fucking way, understand?"

William's brows frowned deeper, "I will give you thirty thousand dollars in compensation and help you arrange a more decent job in Manton."

"What did you take me for?", the little secretary was even more unhappy, "A prostitute?"

"Give me a little something and want to send me away?"

"William, this matter is not as simple as you imagine!"

William looked at the little secretary whose emotions were a bit out of control, and his deeply frowned brows suddenly stretched, "Come on, don't describe yourself as so innocent. You just want to enter the upper-class society by relying on me."

The little secretary glared at him fiercely, "I paid feelings, you just treated me as a... trash can for venting!"

William shook his head slightly, "You should calm down, we can talk properly, this matter is not as complicated as you imagine!"

"This is not complicated?"

The little secretary looked at him in disbelief, "You played with me for another half a year, now give me thirty thousand dollars and then want to drive me to Manton, you are really a bitch!"

She said she was going to leave. Seeing her emotions so excited, how could William let her leave now.

He reached out and grabbed the little secretary's arm, "Calm down first!"

"I can't calm down!"

A trace of imperceptible look flashed in William's eyes, "Do you have to make me call Lan Si?"

The woman's movements stopped all of a sudden, stiff there.

She knew the relationship between William and Lan Si, and also knew the relationship between Lan Si and Mayor Williams, as well as the relationship between William and Mayor Williams.

If this matter is left to Lan Si to do...

She felt thick uneasiness, because she had heard too many rumors related to the Lan Si family, such as throwing corpses in oil drums, sinking corpses by the sea, and some people who played tricks in the casino, would be thrown from the roof of the casino and smashed to pieces on the terrace.

She heard too many terrifying rumors related to the Lan Si family. If William really let Lan Si handle this matter...

She suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe, and one hand supported the edge of the table and began to breathe heavily, as if she was swallowing the air hard!

Her face also became flushed because of difficulty breathing.

Although she didn't know what happened, William still stood up and walked to her side, supporting her to sit on the chair next to her, using physical contact to soothe her emotions.

After a while, her situation gradually improved. The look she looked at William also had some changes.

With some anger, and some hatred, the two looked at each other for a long time, and William lowered his head to apologize, "Everything is my fault."

The little secretary closed her eyes slightly and moved her gaze away, "Can I choose a job myself?"

William was stunned for a moment, and didn't react at all, she added, "In Manton."

"Of course, of course, you can tell me where you want to go, even the position, I will find a way to help you settle it."

The little secretary looked at William, looking at the joy on his face because he got rid of himself, and her heart was still full of hatred.

She pulled his tie and pulled it towards herself, "One hundred thousand."

William didn't even think about it and agreed, "No problem."

Lawrence Farm made a lot of money because of selling wine with Lan Si. Lan Si is not a stingy person, and this is the Lawrence family, which is already one of his forces, so he eats meat, and the Lawrence family follows to eat some meat bones, and drink meat soup.

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions, are not a small amount for the Lawrence family now, but it is not difficult to take it out.

The little secretary let go of her hand, looked at the surrounding environment, and felt a little sad.

"I will arrange for a new secretary to take over your work." When the little secretary was really going to leave, William had some feelings he couldn't say.

Even cats and dogs have feelings after being raised for a long time, not to mention William is not a bad person, a villain.

After all, they have been together for so long, and they have broken through the bottom line of morality in the past half a year. There are still some things in their hearts. People are sometimes like this. Clearly, their mouths and reason say they don't love anymore, but their hearts still miss them more or less.

The little secretary shook her head and walked towards the outside, "Let your new secretary come as soon as possible. Every day I stay here, I suffer for one more day."

Soon the little secretary had a place she wanted to go. She wanted to go to the state government to do clerical work, didn't need to have a particularly powerful office, just have a stable civil servant job.

William told Lan Si her request, and Lan Si made a phone call and the matter was solved.

An official in an office of the state government called William directly, the reason is that a new topic needs her—researching whether bird flapping and climate change have a direct relationship.

Some scientists say that the frequent flapping of birds in spring will increase the probability of storms in summer. I don't know if it is true or false.

Every year the Federation suffers heavy losses due to storm problems. If there is indeed a relationship between the two, then they can use very little research funding expenditure to exchange for a calm summer, which is definitely a big profit.

Even if it can't be researched, there is no problem. Anyway, there is no loss to the Federation.

In just these few days, the transfer order of the Congressional Prohibition Committee arrived in Jincheng.

Because Director Dale performed excellently during his daily work in Jincheng, and played a crucial role in maintaining the promotion and execution of Prohibition.

!

So after the research and discussion of the Prohibition Committee, it was decided to promote Director Dale to the Executive Committee of the Likai State Prohibition Committee, so that he could better serve the implementation of Prohibition.

A member of the Congressional Prohibition Committee even made a phone call to Director Dale, when he just got the news, standing in the office outside, preparing to say goodbye to everyone.

His secretary ran over in a hurry, "Director, a

The main hall was originally very lively; after all, Director Dai Er being promoted to the State Prohibition Committee was actually a good thing for them.

The logic was simple: they had someone on the inside now!

These people were all low-level "wage earners" who didn't understand, nor did they want to know, why Director Dai Er had been promoted so suddenly. They were happy, but their happiness was vague; some even felt... perhaps Director Dai Er was just going there to sit on the sidelines.

Until this moment.

Director Dai Er turned to look at his secretary and asked in a slightly exaggerated tone, "Are you saying, a call from Congress?"

"A call from Congress for me?"

The secretary's face was already flushed, "Yes, Director, it is a call from a Congressional Senator. You had better answer it quickly."

The entire hall was devoid of the slightest noise; those standing near him even held their breath.

At this moment, Director Dai Er felt like he had reached a climax!

He picked up the phone with both hands, held it to his ear, lowered his head slightly, and bent his waist, "I am Dai Er."

"Yes... okay, thank you very much."

"The support from Congress, the Prohibition Committee, and yourself is the foundation of our success..."

"Okay, okay, I understand. I will certainly strive to win this war against bootleg liquor!"

"I will definitely visit you when I have the chance. Goodbye!"

He placed the receiver back on the phone and looked at the eyes in the office staring at him; a sense of superiority welled up within him!

"The Senator just called to mention the outstanding performance of Jincheng in past prohibition work, mentioned me, and also mentioned all of you."

"This is an affirmation and recognition of our work. Although I will be leaving here soon, I believe that even without me, you will all be capable of handling your duties!"

"Gentlemen, ladies, I can only leave you with one piece of advice—"

"Remember your identities. When facing the people, be careful and cautious; when facing criminals, be meticulous and bold!"

He spoke with implication, then glanced at Pang Da and beckoned to him.

"I have discussed this with several senior agents. After I step down, Pang Da will take over my work."

"Senior Agent Pang Da has repeatedly cracked major cases during his tenure and is already a well-known prohibition vanguard in Jincheng and even the state of Likai. I believe that under Pang Da's leadership, you will certainly be able to shine even more brightly than when I was here!"

The agents began to applaud vigorously. They did not have much resentment or opposition toward the old director appointing the new one.

The reason was simple: he wasn't retiring, nor was he going to some other place that had no direct connection to them. Director Dai Er was just going to the State Prohibition Committee; he was being promoted.

As the superior department of the Jincheng Tobacco, Alcohol, and Hazardous Materials Administration, and one of the most important superior departments, it had direct management authority.

So since he appointed him, it was appointed. No one would deny or refute these things of his.

After Director Dai Er told them to go back to work, he went to his office with Pang Da.

Patting the armrest of the chair, he suddenly said, "I'm taking this chair back with me."

Pang Da nodded, "Of course you can."

Whether it was him or Director Dai Er, both were very clear that the first thing Pang Da would do after taking office would certainly be to change offices.

This had almost become a kind of... default behavior in federal officialdom. They did not like the rooms their "predecessors" had stayed in, and they liked even less the furniture or other things with obvious private characteristics that they left behind in the rooms.

Except for the President, who really found it difficult to find another room large enough in the Presidential Palace to serve as a new office, everyone else would completely renovate the office or simply change to a different one.

Countless times, Director Dai Er had urgently wanted to leave this place, but now that he was really leaving, he felt some inexplicable sadness.

He pursed his lips, "Your relationship with Lans is better than mine, so I believe you won't be stupid enough not to know what you need to do."

He looked straight at Pang Da, "Actually, I really want to preach a bit. You know, people are like this when they get older; they always feel that their experience and perspective can help young people."

"But this era is changing too fast. I feel I can no longer keep up with the progress of the times, so I don't intend to leave you any 'old antiques'."

"The only thing I want to say to you is, if you encounter something you can't figure out, then take the most conservative path!"

"At least it won't let you trip, and it won't let you encounter problems beyond your expectations."

"Life has many choices, Pang Da; challenging life is not the only thing we can choose."

These were his heartfelt thoughts and the words he wanted to say. He had once wanted to challenge life, and as a result, he ended up battered and bruised.

But when he began to submit to life, he discovered that life actually wasn't that bad!

He imparted everything he could teach, then took a deep breath, patted the armrest of the chair, and stood up. Pang Da also stood up, "Alright, I won't waste your time. These documents are ones you need to look over and then process for signature."

"This part is what I have already signed. Of course, if there is anything you find inappropriate, you can take it out and redo it."

"As for the rest...", he looked around the office, walked around the desk, and headed outside, "let's leave it at that!"

Pang Da saw him to the door, watched him drive away, and then turned and walked toward the director's office.

He promised Director Dai Er that he would have his chair sent over. Some of the people who had always followed Pang Da now had looks of surprise and victorious smiles on their faces.

Many people were actually very clear that the reason they could get an extra income from the foundation now, and ensure that when someone was injured or needed money, they could get it immediately, was all because of Lans.

From top to bottom, no one felt there was anything wrong with it. On the contrary, after Lans said "two hundred million market," it wasn't that there was no "crime" in Jincheng.

More bootleggers intended to transport their liquor into Jincheng for sale, and more small bars were secretly operating, stealing money from Mr. Lans.

These people were all within the scope of their crackdown!

Pang Da sat in Director Dai Er's chair; he felt this chair was terrible and didn't like it.

However, there were no other chairs here now, so he could only manage to sit for a while. Looking at the people in the room, he nodded slightly, "Let's start the meeting!"

Director Dai Er's departure from Jincheng to Mantenong did not cause much of a stir. Everyone was actually very clear that the Prohibition Bureau in Jincheng had also been tamed.

It had to be tamed. Those who knew some of the details were shocked by the Senator calling at the last moment to say a few polite words!

He certainly didn't really want to congratulate a director, whom he might not even know, for climbing up a level.

It was Lans; it was Lans who was having an effect!

(End of chapter)