Zombies don't need to rest

Gently place the wine bottle on the counter.

He thought for a while and shook his head: "No, I still can't, Mr. Yang, let's have a drink."

Even though he said so, he spilled the glass that was filled with wine.

Jiang Yang took out a rag from under the counter to wipe off the wine on the table.

Kong Anping sat across from him and watched his movements, frowning and saying from time to time: "I'm old, it's time to retire, you young people should do these things."

Although he kept saying that, the smell of blood on his body became stronger and stronger.

A red light flashed in Jiang Yang's eyes when he lowered his head.

He was a little worried that the mayor of Kong would have something wrong with his tachycardia.

Fortunately, Kong Anping is now a member of the Federation Council, and the medical resources and services enjoyed by officials at this level are absolutely top-notch. He is only emotional and has a tachycardia, and there is no major problem.

But looking at him anxious but not very expressive.

Jiang Yang threw the rag into the sink, and said calmly: "Young people have ideas, energy, and passion. They are indeed the best age for doing things, but they are unqualified, inexperienced, and have no right to speak."

Kong Anping didn't go to get the wine glass, but lit a cigarette.

It seems to have returned to the summer when I first entered the workplace many years ago.

Jiang Yang looked at him and said with a smile: "When they have all the conditions and can finally have the final say, young people have become old people. There are some things that cannot be done, and I also realized the shallowness of my own thinking, so I started to be cautious, started to be scrupulous, and started to want to be wise and protect myself.”

Jiang Yang picked up the wine bottle on the table and helped Kong Anping fill up the wine glass.

He said calmly: "But I can't hide it. There are always some people who are young in heart even though their bodies are old and out of shape."

Kong Anping looked at him and said nothing.

Jiang Yang said with a smile: "If Mayor Kong really doesn't want to change the status quo of the No. [-] base city, he won't go into those dark alleys."

Having been pierced by him, Kong Anping took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of smoke suddenly and said: "It can't be changed, there are too many people here, and the problem is too serious."

"We can't do anything with just a few of us, so it's better to save our energy and do nothing."

"It's not bad if you don't do it, but you will go wrong if you do it."

Jiang Yang shook his head: "You sold me the entire Ninth District, gave me autonomy and the position of District Chief, and even gave me the right to form the Ninth District Guard."

"The port you applied for for us has a construction approval certificate number of 01, which is earlier than the first military-civilian dual-use port that the Pan-Asian Federation is going to build."

"As for you, you don't stay at home with your family during Chinese New Year, but come to my unlit tavern to smoke and drink."

"Mayor Kong, you really can't do anything? Did you do nothing?"

Jiang Yang also lit a cigarette, exhaled slowly and said, "You are a new director of the Federal Council, and you are willing to sit down with an underground organization to discuss business, and you are willing to invite a private businessman to smoke your special cigarettes. Mayor, please don't say you're only doing this because you want to retire."

Seeing him frowning and saying nothing, Jiang Yang said calmly: "And even if you really want to retire, there is still a difference between returning home with honor and leaving sadly."

Kong Anping couldn't help but said: "The current No. [-] base city cannot stand the toss, nor is it capable of toss."

Jiang Yang nodded and agreed with him: "However, the Federation's new port has been determined to be built in Base City No. [-], and in order to ensure the safety of Base City No. [-], the first station responsible for communicating with other Federations has also been chosen in Base City No. [-]."

"Some things are meant to happen, and have happened."

Kong Anping nodded helplessly.

He received the message at noon yesterday.

Not just a new port, but Luo Jincheng will also build a super-large airport in the south of Base No. [-], which will be used exclusively for the take-off and landing of aircraft from other federations.

And at the speed of the federation, the new port and the new airport will be officially put into operation in less than two years.

At that time, this place will become the only channel for other federations to communicate and the Pan-Asian federation to go to other federations.

Chaos is inevitable, and it is still within his own term.

He believes that when this news spreads, more powerful and background people will come to Base City No. [-].

And I am afraid that in the second month after taking office, I will face intrigue and interest competition from the entire federation.

But the problem is that in the mess left by Guo Wen, there are really not many people who can use it.

In addition to colluding with each other, many officials, big and small, also have inexplicable relationships with forces in other places.

With only the few people I brought, I can still barely control the situation.

But when the news of such a huge interest in the airport and port spreads, I am afraid that the already precarious No. [-] base city will be completely thrown into chaos.

So he will find this Mr. Yang on New Year's Eve, and ask him to help him stabilize the sixth and seventh districts as much as possible.

The two looked at each other, and Kong Anping sighed and said: "There is no time. After dawn, the Federal Council Office will announce the holding of the bidding ceremony."

"The construction workers for the new airport and new port come from us, but people are needed for material supply, equipment, exploration and monitoring, and design and planning."

"As soon as this meeting is announced, the news will spread immediately, and countless people will come here by then."

Jiang Yang nodded calmly: "It does sound troublesome."

Kong Anping took a puff of cigarette, looked out at the sea under the night with a blank expression, and said: "This is only an external problem, and the internal problem is endless. Now the offshore farms have not recovered, and the food stocks in the city are basically low. Zero. Although the Federation has provided support, only the first phase is free."

"At present, our food production is not enough, and we need to spend a lot of money to buy it from other base cities or the Federation. I don't have extra money to spend on improving the living environment in the city."

Jiang Yang shrugged his shoulders and said, "But the two super-large projects can at least solve the employment of a considerable number of people."

Kong Anping nodded: "This is the only good news."

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand: "I admit what you said, but with the current situation in the third base city, it is the best result for me to retire safely. I came to you for nothing but for the sixth District and the Seventh District."

"The girls in the sixth district are one of the sources of tax revenue for the base city."

"I know it's a bit shameless to say that, but the reality is that the next step in the development of the third base city needs them, as well as the casino and the black clinic in the seventh district."

Kong Anping's hands trembled slightly: "With them here, the city's tourism income will be guaranteed, and they can pay a lot of taxes themselves. With the money, they can adjust a little bit, so I can clearly tell Mr. Yang, I'm trying to win you over, and win over your Huitong company to stabilize them and continue to make money."

His breathing was a little short: "Ninth District, Port, I can give you whatever you want. My only request is to hold on. When those people and forces rush in, hold on."

Realizing that he was a little too excited, he took a deep breath, sat on the chair and adjusted for a while and said: "As for the change of the status quo you said, let's discuss it after we get over the difficulties. Right now, I just want to be safe. Retire and leave."

Jiang Yang nodded and said, "I see."

Then he said: "Let's do this, Mayor Kong. In the next time, my people will have some small activities. I can only guarantee in my own name that they will not hurt innocent people, but it is inevitable that you will be needed to cooperate." Let's do something dirty in the sewer that will never be suspected of you."

Kong Anping narrowed his eyes and asked bluntly: "Do you want black and white?"

"Snapped"

Jiang Yang snapped his fingers: "The sweet pastry in the third base city now has two big meat buns, the airport and the port, instead of making money on ordinary people who are so poor that they can kneel and work hard as long as they have enough to eat." , why can't we cut meat from these rats that smell and run over?"

Kong Anping took a deep breath: "Do you really have this ability?"

Jiang Yang smiled: "Maybe there is?"

Kong Anping looked at Jiang Yang carefully for a while, and finally nodded slightly and said, "How do you want me to cooperate?"

Jiang Yang picked up a glass full of wine: "Mayor Kong just needs to know nothing."

Kong Anping was stunned for a moment, then understood.

This is to keep yourself out of the way.

He didn't know if Boss Yang was really capable of dealing with so many people.

He just said seriously: "I hope you will remember what you said, don't hurt the innocent, and stabilize the sixth and seventh districts."

Jiang Yang smiled: "Huitong Company will pay the city government an unexpected income tax from time to time. A thoughtful person like Mayor Kong should not waste the money."

Kong Anping picked up the cup in front of him, shook his head with a helpless smile and said, "I just hope that I can retire safely and smoothly."

Jiang Yang also shook his head with a smile: "There is no shortage of capable and thoughtful young people in the world. If Mayor Kong just wants to retire, why not make it easier for them while he is still in this position, even if he stands on the platform to support him?" , after you retire in the future, there will be people who will miss you, right?"

The two looked at each other.

Without clinking glasses, each of them raised their heads and drank the wine in the glasses.

Kong Anping stood up, put on his hat and looked at Jiang Yang: "It seems that this is my last time here."

Standing inside the counter, Jiang Yang picked up his wine glass and smashed it into the sink next to him, saying, "Mayor Kong can have a drink after he retires."

The two looked at each other across the counter.

After a few minutes, Kong Anping turned around and walked away.

When he pushed the door open, he whispered, "Be careful yourself, if there is any trouble you can't solve, come to me."

Jiang Yang replied with a calm smile: "The Passing Water Tavern will always be open. If there is anything wrong with dealing with the enemy, welcome."

"Ding"

The wind chime at the door made a crisp sound, and Kong Anping's figure disappeared into the vast night.

The moment the fireworks bloomed in the sky, a golden light appeared on the sea, and then it was swallowed by darkness, leaving only the continuous sound of the surging water.

On the streets outside Sihai, Feng Xiangmiao walked on the spacious sidewalk holding his parents' hands.

Feng Wenbin would not take her to the sixth district to see what the nightclubs here look like, and it is impossible to take her to the gambling table, so after the celebration, the three of them left the gate of the world and headed all the way to the Dead Water Tavern Walk.

Under the bright street lights, Feng Xiangmiao poked his head out curiously to look at the small alley exposed behind the tall and splendid building.

Even on New Year's Eve, most of the houses in these alleys are dark, with only a minimal lamp lit at the door.

She was a little curious, because it was less than 500 meters away from the four seas, but it seemed that there were two worlds in front of her eyes.

Feng Wenbin's cell phone rang suddenly, and after a while he seemed to have heard some good news, and laughed loudly and stuffed the cell phone back into his pocket.

Looking at his wife and daughter who looked at him with doubts on his face, Feng Wenbin didn't explain what Jiang Yang said to him.

After the calm was restored, he introduced the situation of the No. [-] Base City to the two people and the real people of the No. [-] Base City living in these alleys.

Feng Xiangmiao listened carefully, and at the same time kept observing different alleys.

Most of them are old buildings with three or five floors, and people live behind the densely packed windows.

According to his father Feng Wenbin, in the fifth district, which is far away from all entertainment places, such buildings are lined up in rows.

Feng Wenbin sighed and said: "If it weren't for the fire-fighting drones and a large number of automation equipment, the number of casualties in a random fire in that place would have exceeded [-]. , the shock it brings to me is not as shocking as the densely packed low-rise buildings in the fifth district."

He took out his mobile phone and showed the two people the photos he had taken.

Feng Xiangmiao just glanced at it and felt goose bumps all over her body.

Feng Wenbin looked at her and said in a low voice, "Brother Yang asked me if I want you to study history."

Feng Xiangmiao looked at him curiously.

Feng Wenbin and his wife looked at each other and said: "What you see now is a part of history, but there is a high probability that in future history books, only the magnificent Sihai Casino will be recorded, and even the performance just now may be Recorded in the history books, but these buildings, these people, will never appear in the history books."

He looked at his daughter seriously: "Many years ago, I also thought about learning history, because the materials in Brother Yang's study also fascinated me, but one day I asked him, would I appear in the future?" In the history books, he told me that if I did nothing, then the way I would appear in the history books would probably be: in the XXX year of the cataclysmic era, the population of the Pan-Asian Federation exceeded 20 billion."

He pointed to those alleys: "Like them, become part of a certain number in history."

Feng Xiangmiao looked at the dark alley: "But Brother Yang also said that for most ordinary people, they just participated in the development of a certain period of history, witnessed the creation of a certain node, and then died without a name, just As they were born."

There was a bright brilliance in her eyes: "However, no one can deny that they have each experienced their own, magnificent life. And they should not be regarded as shameful political achievements because of the mistakes made by a certain manager erased from history."

Feng Wenbin didn't speak, and his wife just looked at Feng Xiangmiao tenderly.

The young girl took out her mobile phone and took the first professional photo of a dark alley she didn't know the name of, hidden behind a glitzy pub.

She turned around lightly and looked at her parents: "I want to record this history."

Feng Wenbin smiled.

Sure enough, every child is an independent individual with their own ideas.

He gently rubbed Feng Xiangmiao's hair: "Since you've decided, let's do it."

Feng Xiangmiao nodded vigorously: "I'll call Brother Yang right now."

"no need."

A voice suddenly came from the alley behind him.

Feng Xiangmiao turned her head in surprise, first with a pair of red eyes, and then saw Jiang Yang standing in the dark alley and looking at him with a smile.

"Brother Yang?" Feng Xiangmiao exclaimed in a low voice, quickly ran over and jumped onto Jiang Yang's back and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Yang patted her arm and said, "I'm already laid off, can't I walk around?"

A few passers-by walked by outside.

Although they didn't notice Jiang Yang, Feng Xiangmiao jumped down vigilantly and looked at them.