"It can be seen that Master Qi wants to make a career. A great writer and a great artist always have an idealistic side. This is very respectable. However, idealism

Activists sometimes get too far-fetched, and that’s when mature and steady civil servants are needed to get everything back on track, isn’t it?”

If it had been in the past, Mr. Bernard Wood would have been quite willing to reach some compromises and cooperation with the other party while using the opportunity to avoid being caught by anyone. But this time, he continued to speak seriously.

: "What are you talking about? I am just a humble social instrument, carrying the fruits of the sector commander's careful consideration."

"...Mr. Wood, I thought we were friends."

"Well, for the sake of the spirit of the universe, let me make some immature suggestions to you and the Huitong Brothers Group behind you." He paused and smiled: "I can't guarantee other places, but

New China is really different here. I have been here for half a year, and the most learned thing is that if you change your thinking, everything will be brighter. Ordinary citizens always have to have money in their pockets and basic necessities of life.

Only if you are satisfied can you go to the shopping malls you develop to spend money. In business, compared with business, it really doesn’t matter who is in charge. Making money is not shabby.”

Mr. Wood looked at the other party's gloomy face, paused, and then said: "In addition, Commander Qi did go to inspect the security work of the mountain-sea channel. The new government is actually not very satisfied with the combat effectiveness of the star security fleet.

"

The other party immediately put away his gloomy expression and fell into deep thought. Mr. Wood simply said: "I remember that there seems to be something between the Huitong Brothers Group you represent and the Standard Shipping Association..."

A smile appeared on the other party's face again: "You are indeed a trustworthy good friend, and I know it well. So, see you later."

Mr. Wood looked at the darkening light curtain, and for the first time he felt a great sense of superiority in terms of intelligence, morality and even justice.

"Humph, you scumbag capitalists, no matter how evil you are, once we, the working people, unite, don't we have to obey our rules honestly? Hahaha, right? You don't pay us wages, but we support you.

Are you the ones? How come so many people couldn’t understand such a simple truth before?”
Chapter completed!