The slander between Dawson and Garol sounds like the relationship between chicken and egg. It is difficult to figure out which side takes action first. Both sides have some reason and some lack of trouble. If you continue to study it, it may be a philosophical issue.

Geng Jiangyue then gave up his plan to draw another conclusion from these two guys. In addition, the matter that Panda wanted to sue was obviously gone, and both sides died, and people who had nothing to do with him seemed to be worth staying in this broken place. So when Geng Jiangyue said he was leaving, Garrol immediately ordered the arrest of people.

However, for Geng Jiangyue's sake, he did not include the illegal buyer Panda, as well as the arrest list, so Geng Jiangyue did not make any trouble for Garol and asked him to take Dawson away.

When Dawson and dozens of his workers were taken away by the law enforcement team of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, they cursed Geng Jiangyue’s ancestors with a thick neck and shouted that you were a damn dad and still had sex for a long time. I did not see the wrong person! I did not see the wrong person!

While cursing, he was dragged like a mad dog. He was dragged into the law enforcement car with a chain tied around his neck, which made the panda feel hurt. He said to Geng Jiangyue: "Brother, if you do this, I will not be able to survive here in the future..."

Geng Jiangyue sighed lightly: "Oh, there is no way. When you go out, you have to abide by local laws, regulations and customs. Law enforcement departments must arrest illegal elements. I can't openly stand against the local government, right? By the way, how do the government here usually deal with these people after they are arrested?"

Panda looked at the law enforcement car going away and said sadly: "The number of smuggling is so huge that the factory is exported. It is certain that all property is confiscated. As for people, Dawson's old ghost must have been taken to death. The remaining workers are probably either sent to prison for military service or sent to prison for human battery. But it is almost the same. The prisons in the Central and Southern Sub-Continental Alliance directly send people to the dream world. With the ability of those stinky fish and rotten shrimps, it is difficult for them to survive for three months whether they are in power or in prison. It is just pity for the women and children in their family, as well as those old men and women who have no one to support them. Alas... Belon City is not a place for people to live. We are all in the community, and those who are in trouble, and we die here. But those children, old people, how pitiful you say. Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about it, local governments give priority. We who violate discipline deserve to die..."

Hearing Panda's tone, he became sarcastic, Geng Jiangyue couldn't help but say, "Are you mocking me?"

The panda spread his hands: "If you feel that your conscience is condemned, yes, I am condemning you. But is it useful to condemn you? I can't beat you, and you saved my life several times. What else can I do besides transforming into a Yin-Yang person?"

Geng Jiangyue stared at the panda, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said, "Let's go and talk to the government. The law is nothing more than human favors. The law of the Central and Southern Sub-Continental Alliance is case law. I can go to Ivan to convince people with virtue."

The panda raised his lips and laughed, "Big Boss, I knew you were different from those slut bureaucrats, and they still think about our poor people."

Geng Jiangyue smiled and said, "Where are you poor? After all, he is the former captain of the national team of Haishi City, okay."

Panda followed Geng Jiangyue and walked towards the main road, saying, "Big Boss, this is that you are too young and too old to experience the consequences of the sufferings in the world. What is a poor person? What is the money in your pocket?

You have to look at these two words in a broad sense.

Look at Basket, there is no half a cent in your pocket, but five generations of diplomats in the family, Lizi and Persimmon are rushing to ask for him. This is not called a poor man. At least at the social level, it is not poor at all. Even if there is any turmoil, look at their family. Even if Basket's father has not become the prime minister of Shanghai Shicheng City Hall this time, he still lives a good life, right?

But you say the other way around, I have a clean pocket and a basket. Isn’t that bullshit captain of the national team just a work experience? After I retired, the group of dogs in Haishi City asked me to wear red armbands to patrol the South District and let Basket go to Building 2 to sit in the office. I’m so fucked. What’s the use of this captain? It’s not as popular as the deputy captain of Basket.

In this world, whether you are poor or not has nothing to do with yourself. What you are in your family, what you are, what you are, what your future son and daughter will be, and descendants, and generations, are all like this.

If you don’t want to be a poor man, what should you do? You can either become the same as the Lanzi family, and last for three or two generations, and become a high-level poor man who even the boss wants to give you some face. But do you think it is so easy? Lanzi family still has some industrial shares in Haishi City. There is no small point, and there is also a small point, which is half a master. Where is I? I wear a red armband to cover the road. When can I climb to the position of Lanzi family? If I can’t climb up in my life, can I still expect my children to climb up?

There are many people who see the way, and very few people who can climb up. Those who cannot climb up are poor! This is the real definition of poor people. You are poor people, your ancestors are poor people, and your descendants are poor people.

Poverty is an eternal process, not a state limited to a certain stage. The money in the pocket will depreciate, become invalid, be stolen, burned by fire, the stars on the shoulders are restricted by ceiling, may be removed, may be looked down upon by people with more stars than you, and will be ignored by young people with less stars but not poor at home. Only when you can avoid these problems, can you say that you are not poor at this time.

Boss, you are different from us. As long as you are willing, this world can be yours. At least on the material level, you are really transcendent to the world. But we are different. We can only succumb to fate and fight against fate even though we know we cannot do anything. My parents are both soldiers from Haishi City. They go out to fight and they will be gone. I don’t want to work hard for the dogs in Haishi City anymore. If I want to sell, I have to sell them at a good price. I would rather come here to take a gamble.

Although the mixed club is not decent, one day, if I can unify all the neighborhoods of Veron City, even if the mayor of Veron City comes, I will have to give me some face. Why? Because I was not a poor man at that time.

At worst, I can spend money to buy a deputy mayor and a general in the Central and Southern Sub-continental Alliance. Half of the money I earned will be given to the poor man and support the family, and half of it will be given to the mayor. Rich people in the world are family. At that time, my children will go to the aristocratic school in Bema City and will be given to the aristocratic friends in Bema City. When they grow up, they will be able to gain a foothold in Bema City, and their children will become real nobles.

I hope that the day I die, when I lie on the hospital bed, my director's grandson, director's granddaughter, secretary-general grandson and town mayor's grandson all gathered beside my hospital bed. Everyone had sad expressions on their faces, but they thought to themselves why this old man is still so fucked. If you don't die, how can we divide the inheritance?

In this way, I can close my eyes with peace of mind, and a smile on my lips at the moment of death. Because I know that in this life, I have finally gotten rid of the fate of being poor, and my descendants will live a happy life forever."

Geng Jiangyue quietly listened to the panda, and after a long time, he asked, "Then what is the difference between you and the pussy you despise?"

"No difference!" Panda looked righteous, "I didn't despise them either. I was just jealous. Can't it?"

Geng Jiangyue was amused by the panda and scolded: "Wo Nima... It's so interesting."

Panda said: "As humans, they can never get rid of the low-level fun. When you are poor, you just want to have a good time and drink and marry a wife with big breasts and a raised butt?"

"I don't." Geng Jiangyue shook his head.

Panda looked disbelief.

Geng Jiangyue said slowly and seriously: "When I lived in Building 96, I didn't realize that I was poor, because the whole building was similar. I didn't want to eat delicious food and drink spicy food. I could save some money every day and have a five-dollar meal in the cafeteria the next day. I was very satisfied. Other people's families were similar.

When I was young, my dad was still there. I could eat almost every meal in my family, including wine, vegetables, chickens, ducks, fish and meat. Later, my dad disappeared and the family's conditions were a little worse, but I still had no worries when I filled my stomach. I even felt that this kind of life was very good. Apart from saving money to marry a wife, there were basically no worries in my life.

So during this period, I can actually understand the ideas of some people living in the North City. In fact, what they have become outside has little to do with them. I care how your Haishi City is developing. As long as I can live my life, it’s fine. Whether your Haishi City wants independence, reform and development has nothing to do with me, as long as I don’t cause trouble for me.

I think carefully about the nail households in Beicheng. In fact, many people don’t care about the relocation fees at all. Some people take the lead and ask for more money, so they just make a fuss. If they don’t move, it doesn’t matter in the end.

No one forces them, no one takes the lead, they can drag them until the next century.

When I was a child, I was actually similar. No one told me what to do, so I would have lived in such a daze. If my father hadn't told me since I could speak, I had to get into college and get into college, and I might not have studied so hard. But then again, I was not very clear in my heart. Why do I have to go to college? After getting into college, I should do something. There is no clear goal, my mind is empty, I only know how to live first, and what kind of low-level fun is to talk about? Eating delicious food and drinking spicy food doesn't have to be every meal, but occasionally, I can have it. Does my wife have big breasts and butts? When I was a child, I didn't understand this. Now, my family is very good. After a while, she will have a baby.

Oh... I'm going to say that when I was poor in your eyes, I didn't feel poor at all. At most, I came out of North City and entered South City, and realized that my life was not very good before, but I didn't feel anything lost. As for the problem of being poor and endless, I really never thought about the fact that I was a soldier in South City.

Life is always there. The greater your ability, the greater your work you have. Why do you have to work so hard to climb up to others? Talking about those who are not on the same level as you and don’t even know how many points the total score of the college entrance examination are. People don’t know what you are doing, what you want to do, and what fun is there?

Besides, descendants have the luck of descendants, why should they be so pessimistic? If I don’t have the ability to do today, if Haishi City does not have the same variables as today, everything will be the same, I think I can get to the level of an old leader named Wang Canghai when I retire. I don’t want my child to be as good as me. It doesn’t matter if he is not as good as me. That’s normal. As long as he can have a bottom line and become a fairy brother or Puxiang, will our family gain a foothold in Nancheng?

Although he can't afford to go to a noble school or make friends with a noble family, his life is at least not bad. As long as he can stabilize, he might be able to make a big spell. Suddenly, like when I walked from North City to South City, he would walk into Building 1 again. There is no need to be so anxious or so difficult for himself. He would do his best to do things at such a high level.

If I hadn't picked up a broken plug-in in the game, I wouldn't have been today.

Whether a person is poor or not is important, but it depends on whether God gives you this face. So as a poor person, there is no need to be depressed. It is not personal fault, maybe it is due to the current situation. It is not poor person, and there is nothing good about it. It is not your personal awesomeness, or it is due to the current situation. Just like this Hebrew family..."

The two of them walked past the headquarters of the Heber family in Bellon City and saw a big seal at the door. Geng Jiangyue pointed to the gate and said, "There are so many people and so much money. Relatively speaking, they are not poor anymore. As a result, they are gone overnight. And their distant relative John Heber, who is even more dicked. Didn't they be stabbed to death by my sword?

Life is impermanent. People who are no longer dicks can die if they say they die. Can they still be a mess if they die? No matter how poor people are, they can live for a while. How big can they do, do their own things well, is it better than dead people? When those dicks are all completely dead, as long as they survive, will they be a new dick? So it is not worth fighting to the death, and it is not worth giving up. You have to believe that according to the laws of history, those who become stronger first will inevitably decline first, and those who run ahead of you will definitely die before you.

Feng Shui takes turns. Do your own thing well. When it’s your turn, it’s yours. Being a poor pussy or a dick pussy, you have to work hard, but don’t force it. Like me, I work diligently, and suddenly one day, I will be invincible."

Geng Jiangyue and Panda chatted all the way, and then walked to the gate of the city hall not far from the headquarters of the Hebrew family.

The city hall is nothing unexpected, it is also a super building.

Above the gate of the building, there is a plaque from Dongfang City, with two big words written on it: Rules.

Geng Jiangyue looked at the panda and asked, "What is this?"

Panda said: "Before the city hall closed last time, it was captured by the largest local community. This plaque was hung by Nicholas, the boss of the largest community in Perron City. In the past, in Perron City, whoever had a big fist was the rule."

Geng Jiangyue asked, "What about it? What about it now?"
Chapter completed!