Master Pantalone has no crazy plans today

Although he really wanted to say that, but since he still needed the help of the other party to help him settle this matter, he could only endure the emotions in his heart.

I thought of the omnipotent answer Columbia gave me when I asked myself about this matter before I set off.

So he replied with a calm smile on his face.

"I won't bother you, Mr. Mayor. After the plan is implemented, those people will naturally have no other complaints. If Mr. Mayor insists on asking, I can only say... this It's part of the plan."

"Part of the plan..."

After hearing this answer, "Rooster" couldn't help but have a sudden thought in his heart.

Sure enough, it was just as he thought.

This is also part of Pantalone's plan, that is to say, under this operation that he can't understand, there must be a deep meaning hidden by Pantalone that he doesn't know.

How many plans did Pantalone have prepared?

Regarding his political opponent, he found that he really couldn't understand.

But he understands what Pantalone said about the industrial chain that allows workers to work 24 hours a day and night.

This made him sigh that the guy in front of him was indeed the "rich man" Pantalone he knew. This value of maximizing profit from blood and tears regardless of everything is really his style.

Even if the 'self-discipline machine' can achieve work efficiency that is several times higher than that of manual work, in the final analysis, Pantalone's plan relies on people to operate.

Even if there is no physical exhaustion from working day and night, the mental oppression does exist.

Although it can't be seen in the short term, that kind of mental oppression is enough to paralyze and rigidize a person's thinking in a sense.

On the other hand, this kind of high-intensity labor is enough to kill a person.

In a sense, this practice is no different from a kind of mind control.

Thinking of this, he felt that he might have guessed what Pantalone was thinking. The "rooster" who retracted his thoughts looked at Pantalone's meaningful eyes and felt that he understood what Pantalone meant.

"So that's it. I probably understand what you mean. Make up for your losses by making everyone work hard, and extract more benefits from it."

"I have to say that, Mr. Banker, your values ​​are even more distorted than the mayor of me."

Looking at the eyes of "rooster" that I already understood completely, and after hearing the other party's evaluation of him, Pantalone slowly typed a '? '.

He remembered that this should be his line, right?

Chapter 90 The Parade Organizers and the Neo-Aeolian Liberal Sect (3k)

After that, although Pantalone didn't know what the mayor had imagined.

But after these negotiations, Pantalone did get a promise from the mayor, and promised to help him control all this in public opinion.

Regarding the fact that the two parties only made a verbal agreement and did not make any contractual constraints, Pantalone was not worried that the mayor would not do anything after taking things.

After all, this thing is not a transaction in kind or money, if someone breaks the contract with each other.

Then the other party can naturally take back what he promised.

It can only be said that the so-called political deal is like this, it looks like it has lost something but it seems nothing has been lost, it looks like it has gained something but it seems it has gained nothing.

However, if this is the case, Pantalone will also have to suffer a few times. After all, the cost of investment is all the hard-earned money he squeezed from the people of Mond.

And his cheap daughter Yula is a descendant of the Lawrence family of the old Mond nobles.

Yura is from Mond, and he is Yura's cheap daddy.

Rounding he is also a Mond.

Squeezing the hard-earned money of the Mond people is tantamount to squeezing his hard-earned money. How can this not make Pantalone feel deep heartache, but everything is worth it for the plan.

Anyway, after everything is completed, he can change the money back as long as he makes a few turnovers.

The so-called economy is such a thing, as long as you turn around a little bit, you can make money out of nothing.

Finance, is it amazing?

And just after Pantalone finished the meeting with "Rooster", the intelligence personnel of fools arranged by him on the other side also brought him back a piece of news at this moment, that is about the organizer of the recent solstice parade.

Although he knew that the person behind the scenes must be Arechino, he also knew that Arechino would not leave the stage in person, and she would not even let her own people mix in and pretend to be a supporter to bring the rhythm.

Because this will undoubtedly leave the handle, since Arechino chose to do this, it means that at least on the surface, she has not left any handle or trace.

Therefore, in this parade, someone must have been guided, and thus formed a parade team in the sense of autonomy.

As for who the organizer of this parade is, at least from Pantalone's point of view, it doesn't look like what ordinary people in the winter will do, at least the people in the winter will not shout " Born with human rights, give me back my freedom' is a slogan like this.

The people of Zhidong who live in this bitter, cold and barren place don't think about such things as freedom.

That might be the case with Mond next door.

"Reporting to Master Pantalone, we have found out who the organizer of the parade is. The organizers of the parade are two people, one named Abraham Linston and the other named George Walken .”

"One is a Mengde-born Zhidong person, and the other is a Zhidong Mengde-derived mixed race. I checked their origins. They are believers in a liberal sect called New Fengshen."

"Their teachings believe that the god of wind is in everyone's heart, and everyone has the right to freedom. This right is given to everyone in the world by Barbatos, the god of wind."

"Everyone can understand the meaning of freedom by their own will, no matter who believes in any god in any country. They think that even multi-belief is allowed, and natural human rights are their slogan."

"They feel that the true belief is freedom, not being restrained by others, so they specially organized this parade."

After hearing the report from the foolish spies under his command, Pantalone suddenly felt an extremely subtle emotion.

Let's not talk about what is going on with the name that seems to be a spoof.

But what the hell is the belief that belongs to the wind god Barbatos?

It's fine if the guys from Mond don't stay in Mond, and go to Solstice to spread their teachings?

Are you sure it wasn't the people from Barbatos who came to the Ice Queen to make trouble?

After listening to the reports from his spies, Pantalone rubbed his temples and asked.

"Wait a minute... You said that these two people are followers of the wind god Barbatos? What's the matter with two Monds who believe in freedom and went to Solstice Winter to spread their teachings?"

"Um...Master Pantalone, correct me, it's a mixed race between the Wintersmen of Mond and the Wintersmen of Mond. Strictly speaking, they are considered Wintersmen."

The reporting spy made a subtle attempt to correct his superior's description.

But it was obvious that his superior didn't take his error correction seriously, and just slapped his hands.