Father Mavie

Central District, Cross Street, Pat Pharmacy.

In the office, Petri Pat, who was reviewing last quarter's financial statements, heard the door open, looked up, saw the person coming, and stood up in surprise.

"Father! Why are you here?"

A gray-haired man with a dignified face sat across from the desk, took out a match and lit a walnut pipe on his mouth, took a puff and said, "Let me check on your situation."

"Everything is fine with me, Father."

"The recent five-year general election, I don't want any rumors related to us to spread. Last time I was successful in the election, this time I will be re-elected. If you have any black material that has not been dealt with, please let me know immediately."

"I"

Petri opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

He has always been in charge of the affairs of the company. His father, Donnel, is very busy and has no time to take care of the company. In terms of running the company, Donald has repeatedly told him to keep his own place and not do anything out of line, so as not to be caught by others. Get hold of it.

Petri listened and did the same, until one day his friend told him that he had obtained a batch of opium with high purity.

If customs declaration and tax payment were carried out through the normal channels, Pat Pharmaceutical Company would lose at least 3% of its profits. This was a lot of money. It happened that Petri was in desperate need of money at the time, so he entrusted the Brutal Chamber of Commerce to smuggle opium. come over.

In the past two years, this matter has never been exposed. The turmoil has long since passed, and the three tons of opium have been made into medicine and sold out.
Petri did not tell his father about this, because he knew his father would not agree.

"Why, what else can't you tell me?" Tang Neal frowned, his eyes turned cold: "Say! What are you hiding from me?!"

"Father, I have nothing to hide from you." Cold sweat dripped from Petri's forehead. He had been afraid of Donnel since he was a child. Now that he was being questioned, his face turned pale with a ghost in his heart.

"I'm your father, Petrie. Is there any father in the world who doesn't understand his son?"

Donnel took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone calm, "Speak up quickly if you have something to say before it is exposed. If I lose the election because of this matter, our family will definitely be punished! Do you know that this time Who am I running against? Nicholas von Manstein!"

"he?!"

Petri's face changed: "Why did he come to run for a council member? He is so rich, and he is still a member of the church. What's so good about being a council member?!"

"Without the support of an official background, no matter how much assets you have, they are just castles in the air. They may seem brilliant, but they are actually illusory and fleeting." Donnel said in a deep voice: "The Manstein family already has a nobleman, a top businessman , untold wealth, if there is another member of parliament who takes control of the actual power, within three generations, they will fully rise and become real nobles!"

"You don't understand Nicholas von Manstein's plan at all. He did the right thing. After gaining wealth, he should immediately exchange wealth for the corresponding status. The parliamentarian is his best step. If he becomes the prime minister of the kingdom in the future. "

Shaking his head, Donnel didn't dare to continue talking. The eldest prince had sensed the threat and ordered him to take the seat of the councilor in the Lambeth district, defeat Nicholas, and ruin the plan of the second prince and others.

That's why he came to Pat Pharmaceutical Company despite his busy schedule. As a father, he knew Petri very well. Only by talking face to face could he get the other party to give him the truth.

"me."

Petri faltered and couldn't say a word for a long while. Seeing this, Donnel slapped the table and shouted sharply: "Why are you hesitating! I'm your father! Anyone can harm you, but I won't! Say it!"

"I and I have been running the company in accordance with your father's requirements." Petri stammered, "It was two or two years ago."

"What happened two years ago?"

"Two years ago, I bought a batch of high-purity opium, about three tons."

"Opium is recognized by the kingdom's laws and is a legally traded commodity. The company buys a large amount of opium every quarter. What's so strange about it?"

"It's really nothing unusual." Petry grinned, and said with some embarrassment: "It just didn't go through customs."

"what?!"

Tang Neer's eyes widened sharply: "Are you smuggling?!"

"Just that one time! Father! Really! Just that one time!" Petri quickly explained: "At that time, the company's cash flow was not working well, and it was your birthday, so I took a risk in order to give you a manor. Three tons of opium were smuggled."

"Asshole! Do you know who I am?! Congressman! You will harm the Pat family by doing this!"

"But father, other congressmen have done similar things!" Petry said with a stiff neck: "Marshall relied on his power to forcibly buy the fields from farmers. Isn't he okay? I just smuggled three tons of opium It’s just that it happened two years ago, it’s long gone! It’s calm and peaceful!”

"Did you get water in your head?!"

Just as Tang Neal was about to get angry, he suddenly smelled the familiar smell in the air. He immediately got up, went to the desk, pushed away his son who wanted to stop him, opened the drawer, and took out a box of dried marijuana from inside. .

"You're still smoking this! What did I tell you? We sell drugs but don't take them! This stuff will kill you!"

Facing his furious father, Petri could only bow his head and be disciplined obediently. He was still a little unconvinced, and he was not the only one who smoked this kind of thing. Besides, even if this thing is not good for the body, there is still eternal life field?
With the realm of immortality, it's impossible for this thing to kill him.
Petri still doesn't know the reason for his father's anger. Marijuana can stimulate the nerves, and long-term smoking can damage the nerve center, and even make people crazy and unconscious.

How could Donnel, who started out selling medicines, not know the dangers of drugs?
He has seen too many people who are addicted to drugs, so he set up family rules for this, not allowing the children of the family to take drugs.

"Forget it, now is not the time to worry about this."

Donnell sat down on the chair, rubbed his aching temples and said, "You should go to the tax bureau and surrender yourself, and make up for the evaded tax!"

"Surrender yourself?!"

Petri took two steps back in shock: "I'm not going to surrender! Father, smuggling is not a felony! Why do you surrender? You are a member of parliament, so it's a trivial matter! That's a lot of money! It's a lot of money! Thousands of pounds!"

"It's not a matter of money at all! Do you understand it!" Donnel said bitterly, "This is an extraordinary time! I am competing with Nicholas von Manstein! Who is he? Do you think you can play him? To deal with this kind of person, we can only prove ourselves with the actual situation! Conspiracies and tricks are useless! Don’t play tricks! Take a chance!”

Petry lowered his head and said nothing.

"You still don't understand the seriousness of the matter."

Donnel sighed in despair. His son was about the same age as Ma Wei, but the gap between the two was too great, which made people despair.

"Petri, sit down."

After much deliberation, Donnel decided to use another method, as a father, to have a face-to-face talk with his son.

Petri pulled up a chair and sat down. Looking at his father in front of him, he felt a sense of nostalgia. The last time the father and son talked like this was when he was 15 years old.

"I ask you, who is Nicholas von Manstein?"

"The founder and current chairman of the Manstein Potion Company, and the appointed potion distributor of the Goddess of Fate Church."

"Is he smart?"

"Smart, if not smart, it is impossible to accomplish today's achievements."

"Yes, he is very smart, here comes the question, what would such a smart person do if he wants to run against me for Congress?" After a short pause, Donnel said: "If the person who is running against me is you, Petrie, what will you do?"

"The most important thing in an election is the number of votes. The person who gets the most votes wins, so I want to increase my approval rate as much as possible, and try my best to win votes for myself." Petri thought for a while and said: "Besides, I want Monitoring your opponent's every move is like doing business, you must understand the opponent's intentions, so as to ensure that you will not suffer losses."

Donnel nodded: "Yeah, isn't monitoring your opponent's every move just to find the opponent's flaws? In your eyes, what flaws does Nicholas have?"

Petri pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No, I've never heard of any black material about Nicholas von Manstein. His wealth was obtained through formal means, and he was supported by the second prince. There's no need to go sideways."

"He has no black material, so we have to look for problems from ourselves!" Donnel said, "Why do I ask you to keep yourself safe? Because only in this way can we be invulnerable! If Nicholas finds out about your smuggling, he will make a big publicity, through Newspapers accuse us, what should we do?"

"He won't find out, father." Petry spread his hands: "That was all two years ago, and he didn't know where he was two years ago! How did he know that I was smuggling?"

"Is your smuggling traceless and flawless? Doesn't Pat Pharma have any employees who know about it? The finance department doesn't know anything about it?"

"They won't betray me! It's a big deal to pay some hush money!"

Donnel laughed, and was annoyed by his son: "You, a person who cares about [-] gold pounds, compare financial resources with the Manstein family? If you can pay the hush money, can they not buy your employees? You Is he rich or is he rich? Who can keep a secret when tens of thousands of gold pounds are poured down? Can you use your brains before doing things!"

Resisting the anger of scolding his son, Tang Neal continued: "There can be no problems in this general election! The eldest prince gave me a death order, and I must win this general election! Defeat Nicholas! As long as there are no flaws, I will Don’t be afraid of Nicholas! No matter how much money he has? Lambeth is the domain of Bishop Fowler! With his help, I won’t lose!”

The premise is that you have no flaws.

Petri came back to his senses, and he found that the problem was not whether he smuggled or not, but his attitude after smuggling!

If you make a mistake, you will be punished. This is the meaning of the law.

If someone wants to evade the sanctions of the law, it is breaking the basic rules of the country's operation, and will be unanimously resisted by the people!
On the contrary, if he surrenders himself, admits his mistakes, accepts the government's punishment, and shows an attitude of respecting the law, rules and order, it will greatly reduce the resistance of the people!
At that time, even if Mavi finds out that he is smuggling, nothing can happen!

As long as you take the initiative to admit your mistakes and accept the punishment, there is no need to continue to pursue this matter!

"I see, father."

Petri put away his last fluke, looked up and said, "I'm going to surrender and admit my mistake."

"now it's right."

Donnel nodded in relief, and said earnestly, "Don't worry, smuggling is a felony, but it's not a death penalty. When this storm passes, I'll try to reduce your guilt and try to get you released on bail as soon as possible."

Nodding heavily, Petri stood up: "I'll go back and talk to Erica, and then I'll surrender to the tax department."

"No, go now, let me talk to your wife Erica."

Knocking out the burnt ash in the pipe, Tang Neal stood up and said, "I'll go to the tax department with you."

"Why?" Petri was a little puzzled: "I'll just go by myself, father, I won't run away!"

"I have to consider the fact that the smuggling has been exposed." Donnell said: "If the smuggling has been exposed, and you have been stabbed to the tax department, it will be too late to turn yourself in. At this time, I appeared with you to tell others, I don’t know anything about your smuggling, and after knowing about it, I took the initiative to hand over my son and accept the government’s punishment. Attitude, this is the attitude.”

Under Petri's gaze full of surprise and admiration, Donnel smiled: "If you didn't even have this ability, your father and I would not be able to get to where we are today. The council is full of old foxes, extremely cunning, and After dealing with these people for a long time, they will naturally have a sense of crisis.”

After leaving the company, Donnell and his son came to the taxation department soon. The staff saw them, showed a surprised look, and asked, "Member Donnell, where are you?"

Donnell didn't answer the staff's inquiry, but asked instead, "Who's here recently?"

The staff swallowed, looked behind him, and said in a low voice, "The second prince is inside, it's inconvenient to go in now."

Second prince.
Eyes narrowed, Donnel glanced at his son, suddenly grabbed Petri's arm, and said loudly, "I want to report! Donnel Pat reports Petri Pat for opium smuggling!"

The staff in the hall stopped their work one after another and turned their heads to look over. In shock, the door of the tax minister's office opened, and the second prince with an ugly face came out with the tax minister.

"Member Donnel, are you crazy? Report your own son?"

"I'm not crazy! As a congressman, I should abide by the law!" Donnell said word by word: "I will never shield anyone who breaks the law, even if the offender is my only son!"