Cosma Empire

After the three patrolmen patrolled the street, several old people stood at the corner frowning slightly. One of them was a white-haired old man with a walking stick. He stroked his pale goatee, and his eyes twitched.

"Look, as I said, the mayor has absolutely no intentions. Did you see that? Now even the police have appeared, which shows that the public security problem in this city has threatened everyone's life!" The old man said this He is an elder in the neighborhood, and his son does a small business in Namirindes. His family background is average, but it is much better than others. He is not the oldest, but he can also be ranked among the top ten. He has a reputation on weekdays, and many people are willing to get closer to him.

In the park, he has about three acres of farmland. The demolition plan will destroy his farmland, and he will naturally be unhappy in his heart. In fact, there are not a few people who take advantage of it and really treat it as their own. No one has emphasized the problem of the park before, so there is no contradiction. But after Du Lin's notice was sent out, the contradictions appeared and continued to intensify.

The purpose of these patrolmen patrolling the streets is not to threaten the old people who occupy the public land, but to deter some fanatics who came to Odis from Namirindes. But the old man interpreted this discovery as another signal, and thought that Du Lin might be targeting himself. Who made his family background one of the best in this area, and who made himself have a certain prestige in this area?

That stupid mayor must be trying to intimidate others by hitting me, I won't let his plot succeed!

The old man pounded on the ground with his cane, "We can't let him go on like this. Once he really plans to bulldoze our park, what shall we do then?" There was a green light in his cloudy eyes , looked at other people with eyes full of pity, and then said nonchalantly: "I don't care, my child will mail me back ten yuan every week, and some canned meat and fish, enough for me to live well Yes, but what do you do?"

His voice gradually became louder, and there were a little more people gathered on the street corner. Many people surrounded him and listened to him, "You old bones, do you still have to walk more than ten miles to go outside the city?" Open a piece of wasteland? Even if you have the ability to walk there, can you do it? You have to walk so far every day, if you accidentally fall on the road, you will feel like a bad-tempered old man. Have you considered the consequences? ?”

The "stinky old man" in the old population is one of their neighbors. When it rained last time, he went out to buy salt, stepped on the mud, and fell down. His family sent him to Nami Lindes, spent more than 80 yuan, and brought him back. He died. The old man's family conditions are not good, and he cannot afford expensive treatment fees. In addition, he is old, and he basically lost half of his life in this fall. He is still lying on the bed, unable to even sit up.

When talking about this guy, the onlookers all showed a pitiful look, and at the same time felt that what the old man said was right, after all, everyone has old arms and legs, what if they fall? It doesn't matter to me, don't you want to cause trouble for the children?

The old man snorted softly and pounded the ground with his cane again. The slight discussions around him stopped and everyone looked at him. He raised his chin slightly, and said with an inherently arrogant attitude: "We have to show the color to the outsider and let him know that an outsider who wants to play wild in Odis is not qualified!"

"Then how do you say it?" Someone in the crowd shouted, this is the unique way Odis City handles things.

They do not rely on the city hall, the courts and judges, and there has been no police here for a long time, so the elders in each block are like the little emperors in each block, with high prestige and at the same time Certain "executive" powers.

"Of course it's to let him understand that Otis people are definitely not easy to mess with!" The old man waved his cane,

He said something like follow me, and led everyone to walk in another direction.

At the same time, in the mayor's meeting room of the city hall, Durin received the Namilindes businessman who came to discuss cooperation. To be precise, it was Saili's boss, a middle-aged man named Edgar.

This Mr. Edgar looked well-dressed and handsome, more like a gentleman than a leader of a smuggling gang. The weather wasn't too cool today, and he was also wearing a gray formal suit, with one hand tucked around his waist, the other tightly holding Du Lin's, and he was slightly bent over. He had a humble smile on his face, without the arrogance of the smugglers at all, like a businessman or a politician.

Du Lin took his hand, pressed his arm and led him into the living room. Some dilapidated sofas and a coffee table with a missing corner made the place look a bit unsatisfactory. But neither Dulin nor Edgar paid any attention to this. They sat directly on both sides of the coffee table, facing each other.

"Mr. Dulin, in fact, we have heard about your reputation before you came to Otis!" Edgar was very good at talking, and he appropriately released a sigh and a hint of jealousy, " To be honest, I never thought that a young man like you could achieve such a great fame, but when I saw you, it was now, and I believed it!"

Half of what this guy said was true and half was false. It is true that he has indeed heard of Du Lin's name. After all, he has swept through the bootlegging markets in more than 50 cities and established a sea smuggling channel that belongs to him and is very stable. It is simply shocking! His means, his wrists and his style all make people feel that he is strong, and everyone thinks this guy is not easy to deal with.

As for the fake, it was his compliment to Dühring, a man in his forties who was used to wind and rain, especially in his line of work, who had seen and heard much more than ordinary people. Surprised, but definitely not as surprised as he appeared.

In the early years, Derek's gang was extremely powerful. Derek himself was similar to Du Lin. That guy's reputation had spread abroad. Wasn't it because of his arrogance that he was so arrogant that he was wiped out by the army?

In Edgar's view, fame is a good thing, and a certain amount of fame is enough. If fame is too big, it can only lead to disasters!

Du Lin waved his hands, raised his legs with a smile, "Mr. Edgar's praise made me a little ashamed, I just helped some people find the way they should go, that's all." He paused, Today's topic started directly, "Ms. Saili invited you here this time, because there are some words that are inconvenient for people to convey. You know, sometimes different tone and context will lead to completely different interpretations."

Edgar nodded, this is not Dulin nonsense, just like the word bastard, sometimes close people will call each other a bastard at some point, this is not a curse or offensive language, but a very intimate title. But if it's two people who have no relationship and are strangers, and someone suddenly says a jerk, it must be a provocation.

"I heard from Ms. Saili that you have some ideas about the special tax?" Du Lin glanced at the door of the living room, Duffer came in with two cups of coffee, and then stood leaning against the wall in the corner, he retracted After looking at it, he continued: "Do you want a lower tax rate?"

In fact, Edgar didn't like to say things you guessed and guessed with officials. This business is straightforward. If you say something ambiguous during the negotiation, the other party may think that you want to cheat. So he nodded, and expressed his opinion, "Mr. Dulin, I asked the lawyer to check it out. The empire does collect 50% to 90% of taxes in special industries. Can you give us the lowest tax rate?" I am very grateful for the points."

"I think you should also know that after all, you have also done this business. Our transportation costs are actually very high. After paying taxes, our income has dropped sharply. This may be a very troublesome thing for us! We have many There are more people to support, and some other businesses need to be done, so I wonder if we can change the name a little bit, and separate our smuggled bootleg alcohol from the special tax collection project?"

Edgar thought it would be difficult for Du Lin to say something impossible, but he didn't expect that Du Lin would say that there was a way, so that he was stunned for a moment, "You mean...it is possible?", Even he couldn't help showing a smile on his face. There is no need for Du Lin to drop too much, even a 35% tax is enough for him.

Du Lin nodded and said, "That's right, actually I think bootleg alcohol can be removed from the special tax collection list through some small tricks, and I'll give you a very favorable levy point, but can you return it to me What?", he shook his shoulders, this action is actually not good-looking, but it gives people a very special aura when he does it, "Money, I believe I will not have less than you. Right, now I'm already the mayor, and I can go to other places with a few operations. Or prestige?"

"Mr. Edgar, I believe that what you can give is what I don't lack. The problem is back to the original point. I can give you what you want, but what can you give me? Or how do you plan to use it? Convince me?"

Du Lin's words made Edgar fall into silence. It is true that Du Lin already has everything, whether it is money, power, fame or reputation. Even the largest money laundering banker in the empire can speak for Du Lin. It is conceivable how much money Du Lin fed them to draw these neutral guys to his side. So what can he bring to Durin?

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