Although Baixiang is enthusiastically launching a plan to turn over the lower-level talents, to put it bluntly, capital and rights are still in the hands of the caste system, and the so-called talents cannot turn over and make decisions.

Kandel Baird, I can't feel the class of his name at all, but I must be a nobleman who can serve as a foreign officer.

Moreover, judging from this name, it may have something to do with the British. Thinking about the fact that John Niu stayed at Baixiang’s house for nearly three hundred years, there were always people who couldn’t help but have some relationship with local women.

This group of people has nothing to do with their master's family, but they still have a certain social status in Baixiang.

The influence of John's bull is still fermenting, and time cannot change the white elephant, who has long been "meek" and has long regarded himself as a close loyal dog.

At the meeting, Ruan Pingchuan asked everyone to express their opinions on whether Somalia will be helpful.

Kandel raised his hand impolitely, "We don't agree." He looked at the other Asian countries sitting next to him meaningfully, got up and left the venue with his people.

Ruan Pingchuan didn't care about this scene at all. He was used to it. Sitting in this position was like coaxing a child, and you had to serve them.

But of course I was very dissatisfied with Kandel's behavior. The biggest reason was that Somalia paid the membership fee this year very quickly, and on the basis of the original, it donated 700,000 US dollars, which is much better than the White Elephant, which has been owed for three years in a row.

It's ridiculous to not take responsibility but want the status of a great power.

The most important thing is, do you think capitalists are what you can say just by saying?

How many people make a living by the Savior Company?

Just the maintenance costs of the United Nations, after Okashi's new government came to power, the savior company, as the expert behind the scenes, gave about US$12 million, in the name of Somalia.

If it was a company in the past, the meaning was different, and even the United Nations would not accept it. Now you use the name of the country, it is equivalent to paying a protection fee.

Not everyone is eligible to pay the "protection fee".

If the other party gives money so generously, he must give a certain degree of guarantee when necessary.

What's wrong with scolding Kandel?

Even if you don’t accept it, you have to hold it in!

Kandel was unhappy. When he walked out of the conference room, he kicked the trash can at the door. This impolite and moral behavior naturally attracted the attention of others. Even the security guard in the distance touched the baton. If he showed a violent tendency, he had to smash it into his head.

"Mr. Kandel." Someone pulled him and shouted softly, trying to persuade him, but when the other party turned his head, his fierce look scared the persuasion person, swallowed his spit, and swallowed his words back.

"Go back!" said Kandel.

Walk out of the United Nations building and get in the car to the "gathering place" of the white elephant, a place called Clarens in the Valais Mountains southeast of Lake Geneva.

Although the United Nations arranges accommodation in China, most countries with economic strength still choose to choose their own places. The main reason is that many enemies and us are not happy.

The most important thing is that it is very convenient to be an intelligence agency. Do you think it is just a station?

Don’t joke, if anyone is not a slut, he would have been swept into the garbage dump of history long ago. The strong will be the king!

Kander naturally also has a "side job" in this area, conveying some important information to Baixiang in China.

When he returned to Krarens, he walked back to his room without saying a word, without saying anything, which made the people under his command a little confused. He looked at each other, and finally his deputy stood up and signaled to rest.

Seeing everyone leaving, the deputy looked at Kandel's back and shook his head. The other party was simply unqualified at all. He was in a strong aristocratic posture in front of the world, as if everyone was ridiculed, and could not maintain the international image of Bai Xiang. This was a failure.

If it weren't for it, the other party had a lot to do with the Gandhi family, I'm afraid... it would be possible for anyone to do this position.

As for the Mahatma?

Look at the lawyer who graduated from London Law School, who is good at incitement, now pretends to be a common ascetic monk in Oriental people. He is as thin as a bone, and he is still at peace with the deputy king (Governor of India) and enters and leaves the palace, pretending to eat and drink tea with the representative of the British king. It is really disgusting!

When Kandel returned to the room, he called his father, Old Baird. He was like a child who had not grown up. He would report everything and wait for his father's decision.

Doesn't it look like a joke?

Old Baird, who had experienced the war years, survived and served as a high-ranking official in the later White Elephant, was more or less aware of people, and those who didn't understand had already gone to see God.

"You shouldn't express your opinion directly." Old Baird was a little tired of speaking, and even the servants next to him helped him hold the phone. Of course, he was holding it on his knees instead of standing behind him.

He was covered with a blanket and diamonds embroidered on it, which was definitely not expensive in terms of price.

The Baird family is the mixed blood of the British!

Old Baird never thought it was a mockery, or even a honor. If it weren't for his grandmother's sacrifice, he should have been a slave. This is fate. He believed in the mysterious destiny very much, so he could see that there were sandalwood in his room and portraits of Buddha invited from the temple, hanging on the wall.

Very depraved.

Kandel is now very modest, “What should I do?”

Old Baird was quiet, "I know you hate Gubuta, and I hate him too much. What reason does that lowly servant have to sit in the cafe of Sky City looking down at all living beings? Don't talk, listen to me."

He knew that Kandel on the opposite side was about to speak, so he signaled him to be quiet, then he slightly tidied up and sucked thick phlegm. Seeing this, the servant next to him immediately held a small spittoon made of gold and raised it above his head, and Old Baird spitted thick phlegm inside.

"But Gubuta is behind him. We can look down on anyone, but we can't look down on the power of capital. He has money and he is a distinguished guest of Europe. We don't have to make things difficult for him."

The word is used very well. Old Baird also thinks that his family has the ability to block the other party? This confidence is indeed a single lineage.

"Then Gubuta... in Mumbai..." Kandel was still very unwilling to give up. The other party's generous spending so much money deeply stimulated him. For more than one billion US dollars, just buy a company directly? Or a functional beverage company. Damn it, it's good if it's all your own.

Not everyone has self-knowledge.

"He? Don't worry, Mumbai, it's not the one servant who has the final say." Old Baird spoke happily.

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Chapter completed!