Empire of Shadows

Chapter 337 Trouble [666+9]

The mayor actually had some words he didn't say. The Social Party transferred him from another state with the goal of solving some internal problems in Goldport City.

He had tried before, but he never found a good solution. This damned place was full of their people from top to bottom.

It wasn't until recently that he achieved some results.

It wasn't that he wanted to use drastic measures, but he might not have time if he didn't!

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Of course, he knew what the five major families were thinking, and he also knew what those people in the bay area were thinking.

If he dragged it out until he left the city, Goldport City would still belong to the locals!

If that were the case, his eight years would seem meaningless, and he would lose his value to those in the Social Party!

Why did Mike suddenly come to Goldport City to conduct a public opinion survey?

In fact, it was also a statement from the Social Party, giving him a little encouragement, and using the Speaker of the House nomination to motivate him to work harder!

If he lost, he would never have another chance. He might have to stay in a place no one cared about for another eight years, and then one day someone would tell him that the Social Party had decided to give the opportunity to younger politicians.

His political life would end there!

This was not what he wanted, so he had to settle everything before he left, and then paying some price would be worth it!

Someone has to make a little sacrifice, right?

While the mayor was planning to gain actual control of the entire city, Councilor Williams was also communicating with Lance about recent events.

"The state government is very dissatisfied with the chaotic public security in Goldport City, but it hasn't reached the point of intervention yet."

He picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Lance, then took out a box of cigars, "Aranjuez Gold Leaf, the best cigars, try them!"

Aranjuez Gold Leaf is a very special tobacco leaf. After it is processed, some leaves will have a layer of oil-like substance under the light, reflecting golden light.

In addition to its special mellow taste, Gold Leaf quickly gained the love of people around the world, and it has appeared on the tables of royal families in many countries.

People are like this, what the people above like, the people below will imitate.

In less than thirty years, Gold Leaf was facing extinction. Although it is now protected and artificially intervened, the output is still small.

Because they found that, compared to putting it up for sale, this limited sale price is even higher!

As for whether the taste of artificially grown tobacco leaves is the same as that of naturally grown tobacco leaves, the difference is not that big.

Lance took one, and it looked very luxurious from the packaging. There was even a layer of gold leaf on the outside!

A glass of spirits in one hand and a cigar in the other, perhaps this is Mr. Williams' life!

He sat on the separate sofa, "Where were we?"

"We were talking about how it hasn't reached the point of intervention yet."

"Right, that's what we were talking about!" Councilor Williams pointed the cigar at the ceiling, "The older you get, the easier it is to forget things, even things that just happened."

He first laughed at himself, then said, "Goldport City is not chaotic enough, the pressure on the mayor is not enough, we need more pressure!"

He put the cigar on the ashtray, "Strike!"

"Just like we said before, once Goldport shuts down, the entire Congress will be shaken, and then they will inevitably intervene."

"As the core that caused this political turmoil, our mayor will naturally be punished!"

He reached out to Lance, "Are your friends ready?"

Lance picked up his wine and took a sip, "They're ready at any time."

Councilor Williams was very satisfied. He leaned back, "I'd like to introduce you to a new friend. He's also a young man and can have more common ground with you."

"James?"

James walked in from outside the door, with a restrained and humble smile on his face. It must be said that James was indeed a young man with extraordinary demeanor.

You look at him, he doesn't speak, he doesn't do anything, and you can feel his nobility.

This kind of nobility is a temperament that has been cultivated since childhood. Since childhood, Councilor Williams has regarded him as his successor, and naturally devoted all the best things!

He can be regarded as worthy of Councilor Williams' cultivation, at least he didn't grow crooked.

"Mr. Lance, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Lance stood up and shook his hand, "I've heard of you, Mr. Williams Jr. I'm also very happy to meet you."

Hearing Lance's words, Councilor Williams showed a pleasant smile on his face. In fact, for humans, especially people like him.

The title "Williams Jr." is the continuation of his life!

Even if he dies one day, as long as James is still active in politics, people will still hear someone call him "Williams Jr.", then he is actually still alive.

Death is not the end, being forgotten is.

"Mr. Lance, can you talk about your plan?"

"Of course, there's nothing I need to keep secret!"

He began to talk about his plan. Although it was not so detailed, it made James listen with relish.

In the end, he gave a pertinent evaluation, "I can't think of any better advice!"

"Then this matter is settled. Now we can start gradually hyping it up, and then when we need it..."

"You can call me if you have any questions. Every era will have a 'partner' belonging to that era. I think we are the golden partners of the next era!"

After Lance left, Councilor Williams asked James, "What do you think of him?"

James shook his head and picked up his wine glass. His alcohol tolerance was actually not very good. "There was too little contact, so I can't tell now, but he speaks and acts very logically, so he shouldn't be a fool."

Councilor Williams couldn't help laughing, "Fools can't do what he's doing now. Have you heard?"

James put down his wine glass, "What?"

Councilor Williams told him about what had happened in the Imperial District recently, "He is good at buying people's hearts. It is just a simple little thing for him, but he can maximize the benefits of these things."

"If he were a politician, I wouldn't let you cooperate with him. Of course, I don't think you are not his opponent, but if you can't go out, you will inevitably become the most familiar enemy in the future."

"This is not good for you, especially when your enemies know you better than you know yourself."

"But now it is very suitable, because it will be difficult for him to have any outstanding performance in politics in his life. Who would allow a gang leader to become the actual ruler of a city or the federation?"

"So I am very relieved about your cooperation. You are complementary and need each other."

"The five major families have disappointed me too much. This time, we will completely rewrite the order and rules of the entire Goldport City!"

Councilor Williams' body burst out with a rare, strong, and shining ambition!

After leaving Councilor Williams' manor, he was thinking about the gains and losses of these things all the way.

In fact, there is not much to think about. Perhaps the benefits can be maximized for Councilor Williams and his son in the whole thing.

But for him, it is also a good opportunity. He knows very well how much power can be brought when the two sides of society are closely combined.

After he went back, he notified Johnny and told him that he could start operating.

Johnny was transferred from his position due to injury, and now his salary is almost seven or eight dollars less. He was already angry.

Now with Lance's support, he can finally vent his anger!

After he hung up the phone, he took a deep breath, feeling that his whole body was full of strength!

He strode towards the dock management office. Usually, the dock management office is responsible for the work of the dock workers.

He found the office responsible for assigning work and slammed the door, and an impatient voice immediately came from inside, "Who the hell is banging on the door outside?"

"The door isn't locked!"

"F*ck!"

People who work on the docks can't be civilized, because these muscleheads are also uncivilized.

Telling them what the work manual says in how many articles and lines is far less useful than cursing them!

As soon as he entered the door, the balding guy behind the door couldn't help but yell.

"F*ck, Johnny, f*ck you, this isn't your own home, you have to watch your strength."

"If you break my door, you won't get paid this month!"

"Now, tell me what the hell you want from me?"

Johnny slapped his hands on the table. The vibration made his radius a little uncomfortable. He glared at the guy behind the desk, "Put my job back!"

The man leaned back in his chair, "I can't do it."

There are only so many legal positions on the dock. If you want to move from a good position to a bad position, it's easy. A word can move you away.

But if you want to move from a bad position to a good position, then it's damn hard!

Johnny's current income is about 22% less than before. If he wants to move back, it means someone will lose this 22%. Who would be willing?

Even the person who replaced Johnny's job wouldn't be willing, so he directly said that it was impossible!

Johnny came to make trouble in the first place. He directly bypassed the table, grabbed the man's collar, and lifted him up, "Either you f*cking raise my salary back, thirty-eight dollars."

"Either you fucking adjust my job back!"

"Or I'll shove your head up your mother's ass!"

"Pick one!"

The man didn't want to choose anything. He immediately shouted, "Security, security! Someone's causing trouble!"

Soon, several burly men rushed in. The dockworkers were poorly educated, and violence was their way of communicating, so it was always a good idea to have some security guards ready.

The guy in the lead looked at Johnny. He recognized Johnny too. "Before I lose my temper, you better put him down and get the hell out of here!"

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