Red Blood Dragon Knight

In the Oval Office of the Semitic President, a group of the world’s most intelligent consultants and senior advisors, swept away the enthusiasm of the past, and slammed Fang Qiu's pride. They all shrank on the sofa in silence, depressed, and expressions. Dim, like a group of puppets.

Even Dorennie, who has always been resourceful and determined, frowned and sighed, very sad.

‘Call in the army and strengthen national defense’, no matter how you look at it, this is a good idea for the benefit of the country and the people.

The Republic does not have a strong national defense force, how can it deter Xiaoxiao and defend democracy? If the victory is guaranteed, how to ensure a land policy that benefits all the Semitic people.

Doreny is a true patriot, a Semitic nationalist, who hates the undead and does not like Lord Lorraine's human coalition, but he sincerely supports the republican system.

It was because of him that Fioni recommended him as the president's chief staff.

As soon as the Legislative Assembly passes the military expansion bill, it will be promulgated for implementation.

The republican government has recruited 400,000 loyal and brave new-style troops, and it can immediately calm the chaotic situation. Who dares to rebel against the powerful?

The republican government can rebuild centralized power and order the Quartet.

In the future, it will be easy to get rid of the dependence on the human coalition forces, and regain the original status of the power of force, the spiritual flash.

Even... even breaking free from the hands of human beings and becoming a sovereign country with true independence and freedom. Of course, this takes time and skill.

But... But how can a bill that clearly benefits the country and the people and is good for the government assembly?

This is not scientific~!

As soon as the bill was received in the parliament, there was a heated quarrel. The most intense quarrel between the two parties since the establishment of the parliament broke out. Several days have passed, but there is still no progress.

The priests and doctors on duty in the parliament were exhausted to death. They had to treat the number of members exponentially every day, clamoring that they would not be offered a raise, and they went on strike.

And these days, the bandit alarms that have been posted every day are different from the small squats of the past few days. Now the more urgent, the flames are spreading everywhere, and there are faint signs of losing control.

In fact, this is also a matter of course.

As the new government was established not long ago, it was too late to establish a top-down, comprehensive bureaucratic system, and its ability to control localities was weak. Most provinces used the original staff of the old government. The governor* is still in class.

Local government restructuring and parliamentary election plans are still on paper.

Although the Republican government has several powerful armies in its hands, but the number is too small, only to ensure the safety of the key areas from the Caribbean to the east of Akaderin.

And under the powerful deterrence of the human coalition forces, the local government troops are forced by the situation and are now recruited.

Of course, the public statement is for the future of the country and the nation, and work together to create a better tomorrow.

But those puppies are panicking, and they don't have much loyalty to the new government. What is left now is to keep a good future and wait and see slowly.

There is no lack of sinister-minded people in the middle, taking advantage of the chaotic opportunity of handover, from the middle of wanton corruption and bribery, amassing people's wealth, planning to make a ruthless bit of money and leave.

Some dogs even maliciously encouraged their soldiers to pretend to be robbers and bandits and rob the place.

On the other hand, although those who wanted to rebel and claim the emperor were suppressed and their heads hung on the wall to dry, this reminded the heroes hidden in the folk.

Rogue robbers like Liu Laobang, Zhu Dachang, Robin Hood, and the like, seeing the current chaos, are all raising their flags to rebel, standing on top of the mountain, giving themselves a resounding name, such as the South China Sea Dragon and the Beishan Tiger , The hero of the southwest, the leader of the northeast martial arts...

They knew that the officials and the army didn't bother to trouble them at this time, how to blow it up. They claimed that there were more than a dozen people under their tens of thousands, and there were also a few who dared to call 100,000.

Because the aristocracy of the flash firmly controlled the bureaucracy, the class was solidified.

Those people of low origin and no culture want to get rid of poverty and make a fortune. There is no way out at all, uh... to be precise, there is only one way out.

That's what the saying goes: I want to be an official, kill people and set fires, etc.~!

Everyone has soldiers and guns in their hands, separates one side, sits on the ground to divide the money, collects toll protection fees, and even holds the place and fights against the government.

At that time, in order to stabilize the situation and end the war, the new government will definitely recruit everyone.

It is not impossible to give a regimental commander, a division commander, or even a city guard, actual chief officer or something, to spend money on a running relationship.

From the government's point of view, Zhaoan is the lowest cost and the fastest effective method. However, the use of the army to eliminate them will take time and spend more military expenditure.

In addition to them, there are even some poorly educated puppies who were fooled by those half-fairies, thinking that they were transported by the Sun, and they were destined to become emperors.

As long as he is proclaimed emperor, there will be a million heavenly soldiers and generals who will help him to achieve hegemony.

Then, whether it is for the sake of security in the future, or the guy who really wants to dominate the king, after the opening, the first thing is to marry a little wife, choose a palace girl, and build a big harem. The beauty of sleeping together comes.

Subsequently, in order to marry more young wives, build a bigger harem, grab more money, and realize their great ideals, everyone began to recruit people, entrenched the hills, and attacked the villages and towns.

Some courageous guys even dared to lead the army and blatantly attacked the county town—they were too much to let the coalition forces ignore it.

Heroes from all walks of life have emerged like bamboo shoots after the rain.

In this era of great change, there are naturally a lot of ambitious people, especially the old nobles who are not willing to fail.

In this case, the reactionary ruling class at the end of feudalism eagerly needs the army to suppress and garrison, and stifle these violence in the bud.

However, they do not have enough troops in their hands.

Now relying on the powerful army in hand can deter those powerful but unpredictable big men, so that they dare not act rashly.

For those bandits and robbers who wandered through the borders of the provinces, there was nothing they could do. The 100,000 soldiers of the Semitic tribe could not even make a splash.

Can only rely on a large number of human coalition forces. And the human coalition lacks interest in such thankless drudgery as the suppression of bandits.

Although the bandits are not in the weather now, they are like flies, constantly harassing places and looting everywhere, which is unpleasant, and it is hard to know when a strongman like Acaterizius will suddenly pop up.

Regarding the current situation, the advisors and officials of the Presidential Palace are all helpless and can only sit back and watch the development of the situation.

The consultants looked at each other, and they all saw each other's sad faces, and immediately retracted their bodies, so as not to be named by President Brad, unable to suggest a solution, and annoyed the boss.

Now they finally understood why Lord Lorraine insisted on going his own way and risking the world's bad faith, and had to prepare for the establishment of this council.

There are a bunch of puppies who can only scold and sit here, don't want to do anything.

Some people even secretly speculate that the undead high priest assassinated the Semitic emperor, and eventually took control of the power and became the Supreme Emperor of the Semitic. There was a lot of time and opportunity in the process, and he could easily counterattack.

But what is strange is that the Senate, which is the mainstay of the Semitic tribe, did not react at all, silently disappearing into the long river of history.

Thinking about it now, they were supposed to be doing the same at the time, arguing and arguing all day long in the parliament, arguing with each other, wasting precious time in vain.

Those short-sighted puppies are like crabs in a basket, they can only pinch each other and drag their legs. Even if some people want to escape, they are also helpless because they are firmly clamped by their hind legs. Let's die together.

Even victims of their parliamentary system have to sincerely praise Lord Lorraine: high, it is high~! This level of muddy mud is really too high~!

However, the high-ranking human officials were all watching the Semitic jokes, and everyone was very relieved: "Now the Semitic gangsters have finally tasted the powerful power of persimmon oil and Ming pig~!"

Naturally, they did not taste this taste less in the United Nations.

At this moment, someone opened the door lightly, came to the consultant Dorennie, and whispered a few words.

After listening to it, Doreny sighed again and said: "Your Majesty, after the twenty-first discussion, our bill was rejected again."

There was a sudden commotion in the room. Some cursed in a low voice, while some kept sighing. This motion seemed to be aborted.

A few more gleefully watched Dorenny: he proposed this motion and pushed it behind his back.

Now that he has been vetoed again and again, the prestige of the president who has been involved has also been damaged, and he has fled from the parliament in embarrassment and has become everyone's laughing stock.

He is the president's first adviser, and he can't say he can sit on it.

Since Lingshan is currently implementing a presidential system, the president is responsible for everything.

Therefore, the title of ‘first adviser to the president’ seems to be unremarkable and not of high rank, but its gold content is extremely high, and it can even be equivalent to half a prime minister.

Doreny had long been aware of the looks of the people, but he didn't care about it, because the most important thing in this position was not these people, but the attitude of President Brad.

At this time, President Brad has been silent and preoccupied.

Dorenny sighed inwardly, then stood up, bowed to Brad in a rather desperate manner, and said: "Your Majesty, the subordinates are incompetent, the burdened adults are trusted..."

But President Brad waved his hand and said, "You are not to blame for this matter, but I did not think well. You should sit down first."

Several people next to each other exchanged glances. Then I sighed in my heart: Dorennie was really a dog.

Unfortunately, he was recommended by Fiona, otherwise, this kind of thing would have been done.

From this point of view, this old cloth is really afraid of his daughter~!

At this time, another person stood up and said: "Your Majesty, we are now in a difficult situation, what should we do?"

Doreny glanced at the man resentfully. At this time, he also pointed out that ‘now in a difficult situation’ 　 is obviously to lay the bricks for himself-isn’t he the one who puts the president in a difficult situation?

But that person didn’t care, pretending that he didn’t see his eyes—as a native, he drank human ink for these guys, and he also had several certificates of grade four and six. The guy whose moon is more round, he instinctively feels disgusted and hostile, and he whispers in his heart: Lorraine running dog, shameless comprador bureaucrat, crony bullshit, dragging something.

But at this time, President Brad frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly frowned and smiled: "Everyone, don't worry.

This is actually just a small matter. Don't go to the council's gang of dogs that have less success than failure. What we have is a way.

Don't forget, I am the president~! "

Everyone couldn't help but stagnate: This master has always been in harmony, just like an old face with no idea. Can you think of a solution now?

Is the big president finally going to rise up?

Someone next to him wanted to ask a question. But at this time, Brad stood up, waved to everyone, and said: "Well, today's meeting will be here for the time being. Everyone is tired. Go back and rest first. What's the matter? I'll talk tomorrow."

He said, putting his hands behind him, and walked out of the office leisurely.

The rest of the people glanced at each other, very inexplicable, the uncle seemed a little different today.

But then it broke up. Although they are both consultants, they still have some conflicts with each other. If they don't leave now, is it interesting to stay with the guy who doesn't like it?

When Dorennie walked out, he couldn't help but murmured in his heart: President Brad has always been a good old man. To be honest, being a boss is really good, but his ability to do things is really bad.

In the face of this chaotic situation, what can he do?

President Brad came to the door, admiring the sunset on the horizon with his hands on his back, and then saw that the time was about to come. At the moment, he slowly came to the side door of the palace, walked through the side door, and then saw a barracks in front of him.

A steam engine roared in the distance, and a huge flywheel drove the generator, which kept turning, continuously sending electric energy to the line.

He came to the front of a barracks and looked inside. As expected, he saw a bright light in the barracks, and several electric fans around it were blowing cool breeze.

And a group of gray-haired middle-aged governors are sitting at their desks, doing their homework honestly, obedient like a group of pupils.

On the podium directly in front, a white and tender little fat man was wearing his eyes and supervising them with a serious face.

President Brad couldn't help but smile, then tapped on the glass window lightly to signal the little teacher to come out.

President Brad has no good way, but he has a better way-to find someone to help him think of a good way.

The best plan was to go to Lorraine, but it seemed uneconomical to trouble him with such a small matter. When he was crippled by himself, I would beg to him, and let the cheap son-in-law read the joke.

And this talented future statesman and child is the best candidate.

When Lei Erye saw him, he walked out of it inexplicably and said straightforwardly: "Let’s talk about it first, uncle President, there’s nothing to borrow~!"

"Yeah..." Brad coughed lightly, curled his lips and asked: "Leo, aren't you out of school? Why are you still in class here?"

Leo smiled embarrassedly and said: "They have a poor foundation, I am here to give them a cram school."

Brad couldn't help but startled: "Make up...cram school?"

Leo suddenly understood that he was wrong, thinking that the president was here to support the governor’s brothers, and hurriedly said: "Although I also charge tuition fees, I am serious about giving them lessons."

Brad was a little dumbfounded at once: I knew it was.

Leo was even more flustered at the moment, and hurriedly added: "Although the fees are a bit more expensive, you also know that knowledge is priceless. What I teach them is the theory that is a thousand years ahead of the time. So everyone charged five thousand gold coins In fact, it is not too expensive.

In fact, the MBA assistants are only black. Everyone needs hundreds of thousands of gold coins. They only issue diplomas and don't attend classes, and no one calls them expensive. "

Brad was speechless for a while, and sighed inwardly: Talent~! Look at my staff, a group of eateries.

Seeing this, Leo couldn't help but sighed and said in frustration: "Okay, okay. I will give them serious lectures in the future, and I will no longer deliberately let them fail to learn. I only have to go to a cram school to make up lessons."

Even though Brad had a good temper, he couldn't help cursing in his heart at this moment: This **** little hooligan~! To deal with this kid, having eight eyes on his own is not necessarily enough.

I heard that it was taught by Lorraine. In the future, Fioni will have a son, so she must teach Lorraine like this. She is not afraid of no one to succeed.

He took a deep breath and said, "Actually, Leo, what you taught, they are useless after learning.

Why don't you just charge them some money, and then give each of them a qualified score. Wouldn’t it be convenient for everyone?

Look at other people’s MBAs, it’s easy to collect money just by setting up a table. "

Leo immediately opened his eyes in astonishment~www.readwn.com~ and lost his voice: "How can people be so shameless?"

I immediately realized my failure to say something, and hurriedly pucked twice, but suddenly reacted and said, "Hey, didn't you come to grab my bag today?"

Brad also spread his hands innocently.

"I'll take it..." Erye Lei's regrets are all blue at this time: It's really still a broken pattern~! The psychology is too immature. As soon as they came, they acted a guilty conscience and were recruited for everything.

Be sure to stick to it next time.

President Brad coughed immediately and said: "Leo, I came to you today because I have something to help you."

He said the matter roughly at the moment.

After listening to this, Lei Erye turned his head and thought for a while, and then showed a sly smile like a little fox, and said: "Uncle President, what is the difficulty? I have three strategies for you to choose from." To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe (this site), give a reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)