Chapter 1476 Countless Times
The Bella Street Street Committee, as the name suggests, is the... Street Committee of Bella Street.
To understand it more superficially, we can think of it as something similar to neighborhood committees and street offices.
But this is the City of Freedom. It is one of the deepest places in the entire Innocence Continent. It is a magic city where you don’t know how to die if you are not careful. Naturally, the neighborhood committee inside is not that simple. .
Many people know that the nominally highest administrative unit of the Free City is the 'Archon', which is a kind of existence similar to the mayor. However, in a place like this, the nominal talker is actually very important. It is difficult to grasp too much real power. You must know that this is the most chaotic gray world. Those who can sit at the table and share the cake are stronger than most pure black overlords in terms of courage, strength and background.
For example, the character 'Black Van' is about to face the northern blood barbarians. In a sense, the group that only pays attention to the law of the jungle is much more chaotic than the Free City. Those who can be ranked are without exception. It's a big fist, and it's not like he doesn't know how to do a little conspiracy, but in the final analysis, he still plays the game of the strong being king.
But the Free City is different. Even in the most turbulent years after its establishment, what was advocated here was not that the strong is king, but that only the king is strong.
Of course, there is never one so-called king here. Even when the situation is the most stable, the number of 'kings' in the Free City has never been less than five, and there have been more than one. The twelve and three pillars stand together, and the reason why these forces can become the 'kings' in formulating rules is by turning all kinds of things under the table into power, and taking the concept of 'grey zone' to its extreme.
The existence of 'Archons' is the product of compromise between kings. In most cases, those who always stand on the stage and even participate in various events on behalf of the entire Free City countless times The consuls are all puppets in the hands of the kings, and they have very little real power.
On the surface, the existence of the consul can be replaced by the speaker, mayor, and governor, and it is still the kind without superiors. It looks very beautiful, but in fact, the only function of this title is to A relatively objective but not entirely objective perspective to coordinate the relationship between the major forces in the Free City.
The relatively objective reason is that if the person sitting in this position has an obviously biased stance, he will die.
The reason why it is not completely objective is that if the consul's position is too neutral, the forces that supported him to the forefront will be unhappy or die.
That’s right, being a consul is definitely the riskiest profession in the Free City besides ‘outsiders’. In history, only one consul can successfully live out his three-year term and successfully retire. Half, that is, about 15%, the rest either died violently or died violently.
Obviously, such an unnatural mortality rate is definitely not because those governors who died at work were not honest and did not feel uncomfortable unless they did some stupid little tricks. In fact, it can A person who can achieve this position must at least be an outstanding talent, and can even be said to be extremely smart.
Then the question is, why do those people, even though they are quite smart, still die in the end?
The answer is - they need to die.
This is not nonsense, because the situation in the Free City is too complicated and has its own system, so any decent reason will become the 'cause of death' of its spokesperson.
To be more specific, we can understand that except for the kings in this city, any small or medium-sized forces may be destroyed at any time for various reasons, and those in the City of Freedom are An administrator is, in principle, no more influential than any leader of a medium-sized force.
Under this premise, the title of consul is hundreds of times greater than that of the leaders of small and medium-sized forces. Under this premise, it can almost be said that the person involved is sitting in that position. In an instant, his head was already hanging on his belt.
To put it more bluntly, the leaders of those small and medium-sized forces are genuine leaders after all, and the forces under their command are also genuine forces, but the consuls, for various reasons, absolutely cannot have the so-called power, whether they are close friends or not. , weapons, etc., are all things that are never allowed to appear.
So, if this position of consul is so dangerous, why would anyone want to take it?
The reasons can probably be classified into the following three points -
First, people who want to contribute to the development of the City of Freedom and make this city better. The proportion among the previous consuls is about 3%, and the number of those who died well has always been very stable - zero.
Second, I want to accumulate contacts and resources in this position for three years, create a comfortable development environment for myself to a minimum extent, and prepare to step down from the position of consul and form my own faction. There are a lot of people trying to get a share of this muddy water, probably accounting for nearly 40%. After all, Being able to sit in this position, even if you are a puppet, decoration or mouthpiece, the invisible resources you can get cannot be underestimated. Moreover, if you encounter those small things that big people and big forces are too lazy to deal with, you can pass a certain issue by yourself. It is not impossible. Of course, the accidental death rate of this group of people is also not low, with only eight out of ten.
Finally, there are those who have a very simple purpose and just want to make some money. After all, everyone knows that this position is not easy to get, so the treatment is still very good. The elected candidate can not only pursue the extremely luxurious and luxurious In the executive office, he enjoys an extremely comfortable life every day, and even gets 1% of the total tax revenue of the Free City every year.
Don't underestimate this 1%. This money will be divided according to the contribution of each force to the city. The tax used to maintain various facilities in the entire Free City is absolutely an astronomical figure.
Of course, this is only the final conclusion. As for the specific details, they are too complicated and not worth spending more time on.
So, what does the consul have to do with the street committee?
You can understand this way, the consul is the representative of the Free City, and each region of the Free City also has a group of representatives, and these district committee members are all more powerful than the other. The real power faction, and most of the kings of the Free City are members of these people.
Further down, there is this kind of existence similar to the street committee. For example, the members of the Bella Street Street Committee are the leaders of the most powerful forces entrenched in this street. They hold in their hands [Blue Holy Scripture] Hemis of this organization is one of them. Although he is only at the bottom, he can still prove his ability.
By the way, unlike district committees, there is a huge gap between the upper and lower limits of street committees. For the same members of street committees, the gold content of Silver Avenue in the same night-free district is hundreds of times higher than that of Bella Street. Even if they are members of street committees, The chief of the Bella Street Committee might not even be able to carry shoes for any barber shop owner on the Silver Avenue.
But this is good news for Mo Tan. After all, compared to those popular major streets, places like Bella Street are more suitable for his current needs.
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Game time AM01:09
Free City, No Night Zone, No. 16 Bella Street [Imelda Chamber of Commerce] third floor
"Hello, Ms. Catherine."
In the center of the reception room, which is completely piled up with all kinds of expensive and gorgeous furnishings, without any art and luxurious to the point of discomfort, Ms. Imelda is leaning on a comfortable lounge chair. He greeted the guests with a smile on his face and patted the pink cushion next to him enthusiastically: "Please take a seat~"
This old woman named Imeldai is the president of the [Imeldai Chamber of Commerce]. She is sixty-nine years old. Although her race should be human, she looks very similar. A cunning and cunning toad, and also a toad with a rather plump body, which has great visual impact.
And her guest, the elf named Catherine, is a slender and capable lady.
Katherine has refreshing black shoulder-length short hair. Although her appearance is not particularly beautiful, she has a unique intellectual beauty. Coupled with her simple white shirt + high-waisted A-line The skirt + the sky-high outfit make her look like a strong woman with extraordinary temperament.
"I hope I didn't disturb your rest." Catherine gave a slight salute to Imelda. Instead of sitting next to the latter, she slowly walked to the high-backed chair next to the round table in front of her and sat down. The magnetic voice said softly: "Well, let me introduce myself again. My name is Catherine Giraman. I am currently one of the senior advisors of the Keyworth family. The reason for this visit is that I want to talk to you. A transaction.”
< br>Imelda was startled by the other party's simple and direct attitude, but she still caught up with the rhythm immediately and asked kindly: "Is it the Bloodseeker family that just annexed the Bloodwing family not long ago? What if? Old lady, if I remember correctly, the current person in charge of the family should be...Lesa Kevos? "
"It's Countess Lesa Kevos, my dear lady."
Katherine reminded me gently.
"Haha, I'm sorry, after all, I don't often deal with blood seekers, so I don't know much about bloodlines, titles, and the like."
Imelda smiled and continued to ask: " So, what kind of deal does your Countess Lesa want to make with me, the old lady? Could it be that she wants to get some [Blood Marrow] and [Black Cold Marrow]? Are these luxuries specially provided to blood seekers? ”
Obviously, Imelda, who can casually name the above two products, does not often deal with blood seekers, but wants to use this method. It’s just to control the pace of this negotiation. After all, for a qualified businessman, the game always begins before both parties put forward conditions.
“No.”
Catherine, who was wearing a light smoky makeup, shook her head slightly and said unhurriedly: “Our condition is to let your Chamber of Commerce be in Scarland. The principality, the southern part of the Silver Alliance and the Ankh Market received a 20% reduction in taxes, plus a three-year right to use a medium-sized cargo ship in the pan-dwarf business circle.”
"Huh?"
Imelda subconsciously widened her eyes, and after a while she frowned and said, "The relevant tax refers to..."
"Please take a look at this information."
Katherine immediately pushed a thin envelope in front of Imelda and smiled: "All the details are inside."
Imelda opened the envelope and took out the information inside After glancing at it, he was silent for a while and then said calmly: "Our Chamber of Commerce does not have much business in the Principality of Skallan and Anka Market, and there is no foundation at all in the Silver Alliance."
"Not now, doesn't mean there won't be in the future."
Katherine smiled decently and said softly: "Leave aside the Principality of Scaran and Anka Market for the time being, we still have some connections in the Silver Alliance. "
Imelda was shocked and frowned: "Also, it is not difficult to rent a medium-sized cargo ship in the pan-dwarf business circle, and the three-year usage right is only a few hundred thousand gold coins, and The southwest channel overlaps too little with the radiation range of our chamber of commerce.”
“That’s the same thing, madam, now does not mean the future.”
Katherine blinked. He calmly smiled at the old man in front of him and said: "Of course, you can treat the right to use this cargo boat as a bonus. Even if you don't need it, subletting it to others is a good choice."
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After hearing this, Imelda took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "So, what are your conditions?"
"Our main conditions are very simple~"
Katherine Gently fidgeting with the bangs on her forehead, she smiled and said: "Tomorrow afternoon, Ms. Lesa Kevos will submit an application to join the Bella Street Committee, so if possible, I hope Ms. Imelda can vote for it. Vote in favor, and we will be friends from now on."
Imelda said absentmindedly, and after a while she asked in a dry voice: "So, what about other than this main condition? ?”
“Then there’s only one little thing left.”
Catherine lazily fiddled with her nails and said casually: "We hope to reach a cooperative relationship with the [Imelda Chamber of Commerce]. In fact, we have many high-quality channels in our hands, but... Kaivo There are no experts in the business field in the Si family, and the Countess herself doesn’t care much about this aspect, so it will definitely be a happy thing for everyone to have an experienced partner like you.”
【 Sure enough, it came! 】
Imelda was startled, but on the surface she was thinking calmly. It was not until a full five minutes later that she slowly sat up straight and solemnly pushed the believer in front of her back. He stood in front of Catherine and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Miss Catherine, although your conditions make me very tempted, but the committee has committee rules. The review of new members must be done on the spot, and they are not allowed to be ventilated in private in advance, so..."
"It's okay, Ms. Imelda"
Katherine smiled, her face expressionless. He put away his faith and stood up to say goodbye: "Then, I won't bother you too much, you can go to bed early."
"Please give my regards to the countess."
"Don't worry."
In this way, Catherine left without any delay.
Imelda sat on the recliner for a full five minutes before clenching her fists with a sinister look on her face: "Damn it... you dare to attack my foundation!"
At the same time
"I'm scaring you to death, you stinky bitch."
After putting away the [Hundred Conditions], and throwing the pair of sky-high hats into his bag, Mo Tan limped out of the alley, grinning at The [Imelda Chamber of Commerce], which was still brightly lit not far away, shook its middle finger.
Chapter 1,467: The End
(End of this chapter)