Cosma Empire

"It must be a good thing for someone to join. It shows that we have the strength to represent the majority of people to a certain extent. Let them join in. I will meet you at night." After Du Lin finished speaking, Du Fu Nodding his head, he turned around and was about to leave, but when he was halfway down the stairs, Du Lin called him back again. "Wait a minute, don't let them join the hometown association now, hire them as employees of the company in the name of the company, and arrange for them to deliver the goods first."

Du Lin also had his own considerations for calling Duffer back. Just three to five seconds after he agreed to let these people join the fellow countrymen's association, he suddenly realized a problem-no matter what form or purpose the fellow countrymen's association exists, in the eyes of many people, this is a gang. Like that bastard Graff said, it's a gang, not some other society whose purpose exists as a group, that's a gang.

Du Lin didn't object, but he didn't agree either. There must be shadows where the sun doesn't shine, but he didn't hope that one day in the future, when people mentioned his name, the first reaction would be the identity of the gang leader. It's not that he despises this level of identity, but that he needs more "business cards" and reduce some negative things as much as possible. Then light and darkness will be stripped from the chaos and placed in two hands respectively.

Bright hands.

Darkness in one hand.

Besides, some people are naturally suitable for splitting a road to heaven in blood and fire, but some people are not suitable for this road. He uttered all the big words, and we can't force those who are not suitable to take this path to die, so it's better to arrange them on the bright side and become employees of the company. This not only solved some confidentiality issues, but also achieved what he promised.

Durin's sudden change of mind did not surprise Duffer, he knew he was not a smart person, so all he needed was to obey. He nodded and turned to leave. Du Lin went back to the house and tidied himself up, ready to go out.

He glanced at the morning newspaper that Duffer brought over casually. The black and bold headline read "Victory of Justice", and below it was the picture of Kevin and the girl hugging in court. They won the lawsuit, especially when Kevin presented more evidence, and asked two witnesses to supplement their testimony, plus the confession of the "murderer", defeated Camille in one fell swoop, and won the victory.

In fact, there are still some doubts in this lawsuit, but as Kevin said before the incident, when most people want to stand on the side of justice, justice is by their side.

The judge knew that there were still problems in this case, but due to public opinion and pressure from high-level officials, he still announced the girl's acquittal, which was equivalent to announcing Camille's "death sentence". The public opinion is cheering, the people "full of justice" are cheering, and those big shots are also relieved, everyone is happy, isn't it?

As for minorities like Camille...

Sometimes, justice is "sacrifice"!

Kevin has left Tenel, and started his new journey to the capital of the empire, and he has also drawn a successful end to everything he has done in the past.

So now, Du Lin also has to fill in the last stroke for the sudden outbreak during this period of time.

"Honey, what's wrong with your wrist?" The mayor of Tenell City held a milk tea with fresh milk and sugar, accidentally caught a glimpse of the bruise on his wife Vivienne's wrist, and asked, At the same time, he reached out to grab Mrs. Vivienne's wrist, but she dodged it.

The mayor’s name is Peter. Peter Turner is from Ogdin. He was born in a middle-class family. He graduated from the Second Academy of the Imperial Army before he made his fortune. The gendarmerie also got to know Vivienne because of this, and since then he has been on the rise, transformed from a soldier to a politician, and even became the mayor. From the outside he looks like an attractive middle-aged man,

Meticulous hair and a face full of masculine maturity are enough to attract many women.

He's been exercising, so he's in great shape, and he's got a hefty feel about being in power, a charismatic guy.

Seeing his wife avoiding his hand, he smiled indifferently. Although he was a little sullen in his heart, nothing could be seen from his face. He still had a lot to rely on his father-in-law who was paralyzed on the bed, so he tolerantly forgave his wife's various rudeness.

"Accidentally being strangled, it's a trivial matter." The displeasure in Vivian's eyes flashed away. Her father once told her that this is definitely not a marriage that can lead to happiness. Ambitious men are attractive and can be instant lovers, but they are not the best mates. At that time, she didn't understand what this sentence meant, and she married Peter without hesitation, but she understands now.

Peter smiled and nodded, "Be careful in the future, if there is something for the servants to do, just watch them."

Vivienne nodded with a slightly hypocritical smile, said "I'm full", and got up to leave. Peter glanced at the untouched breakfast in front of her and shook his head.

Vivienne was very upset. Even though she knew that her mayor husband had lovers outside, and there might be more than one, she still hoped that he could come back for the night and maintain the minimum dignity of each other. But he didn't come back yesterday, even if he came out of the study in the morning, saying that he came back late at night in order not to disturb her rest, and slept in the study, she knew very well that he only came back in the morning.

Thinking of this, she sneered, and then ordered the housekeeper to prepare the car to go out. She was going to find Delier and that delicious little guy.

The bruises on her wrists are the marks left after the last pleasure. On the surface, Vivienne is a very tough person, even though she can always show a gentle and gentle smile, but in her bones, she is a stronger person. She liked to conquer those teenagers, or... to be conquered.

Thinking of that young man Jon, she felt some itch in her heart.

From the very beginning, this marriage has been a deformed political union. Maybe she once loved, but she has already woken up.

When she saw Delier whose bruise had not faded, she thought of her previous instructions, and said casually, "The three people you mentioned have been found. If you want to do something, I have already I avenged you."

A proper smile appeared on Delier's face, and then he took a deep breath, "Thank you very much, but I have a small beg, I don't know if you can agree, it's really rude. "

"you say……"