Chapter 906: As Long as You Can't See It, It Doesn't Exist

The work of this team was already arranged by Congress before they came; their work can be said to be parallel to Lans's work, but they have to be restrained by Lans, and everything is led by Lans.

From the current situation, Lans doesn't need them to do anything, so after introducing each other, getting to know each other, and getting the content of their actions, Lans took the initiative to end the meeting with them.

He put the document in his hand on the side table casually, "Although it is not very far from the Federation to here, it should take half a day."

"The bumpy feeling makes people feel uncomfortable!"

He looked at his watch, "You go and rest; there is still lunch in Congress; I will introduce the colleagues here to you then."

Albert stood up immediately, and the others also stood up one after another, getting up to say goodbye.

Lans had Ma Duoer send them off.

They currently live in the Lapa Grand Hotel, and Lans also lives here now.

His "castle" in the suburbs hasn't been built yet, so it will take some time to move over.

After Albert pushed open the door and went in, he was about to close the door when Andy unexpectedly stood outside the door and stopped him.

Albert looked at Andy a bit surprised, "Something up?"

Andy nodded, "I want to talk to you."

Albert looked for a while, pulled the door open, and welcomed him in.

The rooms they live in are also that kind of high-standard room, with a bed and a living room, but it definitely isn't as good as the top-floor suite Lans lives in.

After Albert closed the door, the two came to the side of the sofa and sat down; Andy said with a slightly blaming tone, "You shouldn't have given him our action plan just like that."

Albert's action of taking cigarettes stopped there; he looked at Andy for two or three seconds without reacting.

After two or three seconds, he continued to take out the cigarette box and lit a cigarette for himself.

Actually, the Federation doesn't have the habit of "sharing" cigarettes; generally, individuals smoke their own; of course, if someone takes the initiative to give cigarettes, others will accept it, but it is limited to between good friends.

"Lans has always been responsible for the work here in Lapa; before coming, they told me that the actions here are led by Lans."

He took out a lighter, lit his cigarette, and explained.

Andy shook his head, "I looked into Lans's information; I don't think he can do this job well."

"He is just a gang leader who hasn't received higher education and hasn't engaged in related work."

"If we rely too much on him, problems might arise, and our work should be confidential."

Albert frowned, "You think he can't do it well?"

Andy didn't deny it, "I'm just worried that he will mess up our work."

He looked at Andy, and Andy also met his gaze without any fear; after the two looked at each other for two or three seconds, with the help of the action of smoking, Albert's gaze moved away from him.

A smile that was not very easy to detect appeared on his face, "Did you know each other before?"

"Do you have any prejudice against him?"

Andy shook his head, "I don't have any prejudice against him, nor do I know him; I just think what kind of person should do what kind of work."

"You are responsible for your work, I am responsible for mine, and he is responsible for his."

Albert didn't continue to explain or emphasize anything; he could understand Andy's thoughts at this time, and even his emotions, "I understand, I will pay attention."

Andy got what he wanted, and the expression on his face also became much more relaxed, "I'm not blaming you, I just think we should all be responsible for our own work."

Albert didn't continue to refute, nor did he continue to argue; he just smiled, "Yes, you said it very correctly."

These two sentences made Andy very satisfied, "Alright, I just wanted to remind you; no other meaning; after all, you are the leader."

He said while standing up, "I'll go back to rest first; this damn boat rocked my brain until it seemed to have become paste!"

He reached out and circled around his temple; this action made Albert happy; he took the initiative to send Andy to the door, "Me too."

"Then see you at lunch?"

"See you at lunch!"

After closing the door, the smile on Albert's face faded; he shook his head, walked to the side of the sofa, and sat down in a very un-image-like way; the whole person became relaxed.

Doubt, doubt about Lans's ability; actually, he also had it, but he found that Lans's pushing the outbreak of contradictions here was done unexpectedly well, and the entry point was very good.

If he used other entry points to aggravate the contradictions between the people and the government, such as income, social problems, etc., it wouldn't necessarily make everyone participate.

You say income is low, but there are always people with high income in this society.

You say other social problems, not everyone has to face them.

In the method and way Albert himself constructed, there was no good entry point that could completely sweep all classes.

From the bottom up, sweeping out all classes except the ruling class.

If he wanted to do these, he might need several things to work together to do it.

But Lans just operated it very simply and did it; hunger.

It can even be said that this food shortage is developing in the direction of famine; once famine is formed, a large number of people will starve to death, and their hatred for the Lapa government and these ruling groups will also reach the peak.

When pushed lightly, the opposition between the two sides will form.

So he felt that Lans had ability, and the ability was still very strong.

As for Andy's dissatisfaction, he could actually guess it, which is the non-recognition of identity.

This is no wonder.

He doesn't know what department Andy worked in before, but a government official was suddenly "fired," had to join a non-official organization, and very likely would have to take on all kinds of responsibilities; this is an obvious "demotion."

This also shows that there is no one behind this Mr. Andy, no one told him who is the real "boss."

He will definitely suffer, because Lans is not a soft egg.

Now the two sides haven't had a conflict, nor any contradictions, and can still coexist peacefully.

He believes that as long as Andy continues to do some stupid things, Lans will definitely make him embarrassed.

He won't remind Andy, because reminding is of no use to Andy; he has seen some such people; if you remind him, he will think you look down on him, so it's better to avoid trouble.

He smiled and finished smoking, took a shower, and threw himself onto the bed.

Lunch was held in a separate restaurant in the hotel; Lans called Luojiefu and these people over, and everyone got to know each other.

After all, for a long time to come, they all have to cooperate with each other.

Lunch was not sumptuous; after all, it was just lunch.

After lunch, Luojiefu walked with Lans, "That Mr. Andy looks a bit... I feel he is a bit distant from us."

Lans also felt it; he shook his head, "Don't care about him, just a small role."

He paused, "Have places further away started to riot too?"

Luojiefu nodded, "They have all started to riot; just like you said, a few people stored the food that most people could consume; now the circulation of grain is getting less and less, and a big famine is brewing."

At first, Luojiefu might have felt unbearable, but after working for this period, he gradually got used to it.

When talking about this matter, he could already treat it with a normal heart.

Lans nodded slightly; he looked at Luojiefu, "I heard that your life has been pretty good during this period."

Luojiefu's face turned red rarely; he was already over sixty; the little girls those people sent to him were all seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen years old at first; he refused.

But soon they sent some little young wives around thirty years old, which hit Luojiefu's sexual preference all at once; his life was going well!

It was as if he had suddenly returned to his youth.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Lans laughed twice and patted his arm, "Just don't delay the serious business."

"Especially during this period, pay attention to safety..."

After a few more days, refugees finally began to enter Zhuolan.

Seeing that there was not much time left before the New Year, the temperature was also constantly dropping.

However, the temperature in Zhuolan was still very firm; it is closer to the equator here; even in December, it is still fourteen or fifteen degrees.

Hunger, plus a little cold, forced people to have to make a choice.

People living in cities near Zhuolan all heard that the situation in Zhuolan was not bad, so they all dragged their families to come here.

Zhuolan pouring in more people was originally a good thing, and the city became lively.

But after these people came, they began to buy grain in large quantities, which gradually triggered the worry of the locals in Zhuolan.

Locals also began to hoard grain, and grain soon became urgent.

After Diege heard about this matter again, he appeared somewhat ashamed and angry; in his view, these "hungry people" were like a slap, fiercely striking his face.

He had just completed the deal with the Federal people not long ago, a month or so, and Lapa had a situation where there wasn't enough food to eat.

How would the Federal people look at it, would they laugh at him?

How would the leaders of other countries in the Asia Alliance look at it, would they laugh at him?

This made him

After all, no matter what, he is the President of a country, a leader; causing a famine right after buying grain—he himself couldn't save face.

So he made a decision—to refuse anyone outside of Zhuolan from entering the Zhuolan area.

This way, refugees couldn't get in, and it wouldn't affect his face; Zhuolan having no refugees is equivalent to Lapa having no refugees.

He also called the officials under him, mayors of other regions, and so on, telling them to get this matter settled as soon as possible.

It's just not having food to eat, it's not like they are going to die.

Can't they utilize the many resources in the wild?

Food is everywhere; how could people possibly starve to death?

What a bunch of unruly people!

(End of chapter)