Happy Little Mayor

Wang Bo brought the soup pot down, and the fragrant hot soup was officially released. He first simmered a bowl for each party in the house for everyone to taste: "It hasn't been done for a long time, and the craft is slightly rusty. Forgive. "

Charlie said sourly, "What else do you do if you know you can't do well?"

Pharaoh gave him a big white eye with enthusiasm. He said, "Listen, Lao Cha, I'm saying this to Miss Mo and let her be Haihan. As for your feeling? Sorry, I don't care, I don't do well Just stop drinking. "

Mo Yuning took the small bowl with a smile and smiled. She blinked and said, "Don't call me Miss Mo. Call me A Ning. This is how my grandmother and grandfather called me before."

Wang Bo smiled and nodded, but it was limited to this.

The overbearing president took his son downstairs and sniffed the scent of beef soup. He asked with anticipation: "Hi, my dear man, what kind of food have you prepared?"

Wang Bo said, "It's broth. Come and drink with the minibus."

"Unexpectedly."

Battier didn't really want to drink soup like that. He wanted to awaken his son's interest and let him drink some broth.

Little Battier did have some interest in broth, but he wanted to feed it to the lizard king.

Mo Yuning apparently knew Battier, or she had seen Battier, and after seeing the overbearing president, Qiao showed a look of surprise, and subconsciously asked: "Mr. Battier Goode?"

The overbearing president nodded and smiled, and then continued to communicate with Pharaoh: "It looks like the dinner is very rich today, what's going on? Is there any activity?"

Pharaoh explained the donation activities held in the town today. The overbearing president said nothing after he heard it. He took out a check and drew a few numbers on it to pass it to him: "My son and I are also residents of the town, you forgot Find us. "

There are a total of five zeros on the check, which is 100,000 dollars. Although the money is not a lot, it is a well-deserved sum for the other people in the town who donate at most one hundred and two hundred yuan.

Pharaoh put away the check and sighed, "Don't people like to be friends with local tyrants now, bus, if you lack friends, remember to give me priority."

In the evening, the grey sky began to become gloomy, but fortunately it did not rain, and it has been raining several times in the area since the earthquake.

Wang Bo and his team went to the convenience store with broth, fried rice and fried chicken and fried fish. There were colorful lights shining in the open space at the door, and deafening music was rattling. As for what is ringing, Pharaoh will not Got it.

The residents of the town have long been notified by Hi Phi at night. It's almost there. A group of men gathered together to drink beer and barbecue, while the women were dancing to the music.

Wang Bo and Shane opened the soup pot, and each of them first drank a bowl of broth to warm their bodies. Although the weather was not very cold, it was a winter evening after all, and a little cold protection was needed.

Zhuang Ding stared at the broth aside, Pharaoh found a plastic bowl and filled it with a large bowl and put it in front of him. A few ball-like princes immediately chased me and rushed up, little head Get together to form a circle.

This scene made the army captain extremely happy. He spread his wings and stretched his legs as if he stretched his waist, and said to the grateful man, "Ah, ah, you eat ass!"

The Zhuang Ding raised his big slap to draw a few little princes, and the Queen drifted over like a ghost, staring at the Zhuang Ding with firm eyes.

Rottweilers are medium and large dogs. They are usually strong and strong, but they are only cute compared to the Mastiff mastiff.

The strong man is only a half-large dog, and he is already two laps larger than the queen. If he really plays, he may lock the queen in one round. However, it is not so domineering, perhaps because it has a soul heart, it is relatively friendly to the queen.

However, this is only the appearance. Wang Bo believes that the strong man is acting well, and its real purpose is to want to be a queen!

Pharaoh's purpose of organizing this party is to let everyone know and be familiar with each other, so he didn't prepare any nonsense. Anyway, everyone can gather together and chat at random.

He was chatting with the British soldier's father Benjamin Jensen. Hani came over with a white youth and shouted, "King! I have something to talk to you! Come with me!"

Wang Bo also shouted, "Don't step on the horse so loudly, I'm not deaf!"

"What ?! Are you a **** ?! Can you speak louder ?! The music is too loud and I can't hear you!"

"Fack-squid!"

The white man Hani brought was named Sanders, and he was going to open an ethnic themed hotel in the town, specializing in entertaining young literary artists who traveled on Highway 8.

Since he is going to open a national theme hotel, Sanders naturally knows the major celebrities in the world, and what he knows best is the Maori, because his girlfriend is a Maori woman.

The reason why Hani brought him to Wang Bo was because he brought a message: "Mayor, my girlfriend is from Homeless Town, you know it has become ruins, and many Maori people are going to other Maori towns. , And my girlfriend ’s family has the same idea, but they do n’t necessarily have to go to the Maori gathering area. "

After hearing this, Wang Bo understood what Sanders meant, and why Hani came to him.

Hani knew the dilemma encountered in the development of the town. The biggest point was that the population was too small. He obviously hoped that Wang Bo would find a way to bring this Maori to the town.

Pharaoh has his own considerations. The Maori people left a bad impression on him: he was a Maori man who just came to New Zealand to blackmail his loan shark. He was also a Maori man who stole cattle and sheep. Get such a group of people to come to their own town.

Hani understands his concerns. He brought Wang Bo into a convenience store for the sake of taking a beer. He closed the door and said, "I suggest you bring in a group of Maori people, which is great for the development of the town."

Pharaoh did not believe: "Benefits? Sorry, I didn't see it."

Hani explained: "Trust me, the mayor, our town needs a certain number of Māori. First, the Maori people have a strong sense of territory. If they can use the town as their home, it will help manage the town's security issues."

"Second, the Māori are New Zealand's hob meat, and the government and consortia are reluctant to deal with them, so that they can be handed over to them when there is any dirty work in our town. For example, to protest against some government policies or the like, I believe I, there is nothing more suitable than the Maori. "

"Third, Maori people like spending money and enjoying fun. They like to engage in various parties. If there are such a group of people in the town, many tourists can be kept here for a longer time and our town will be more prosperous!" To be continued.)