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Vienna International Centre, Austria.

Located north of the famous Danube River, it is commonly known as the United Nations City in the mouth of the Austrian people and is the main office of the United Nations in Vienna.

Six Y-shaped office towers surround the circular ring in the middle, with a total area of 230,000 square meters and the highest floors reaching 28 floors, which is the famous work of the famous Austrian designer Staber.

Crucially, this is an extraterritorial area and is not governed by local Austrian law.

In addition to the headquarters in New York, Ribewa and Nairobi are also one of the most important offices of the United Nations, with several United Nations agencies located here, such as the United Nations Industrial Development Organization, the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR) and, of course, the world-famous International Atomic Energy Agency.

In the building, UNHCR High Commissioner Saruuddin walked briskly into the building, flipping through the documents handed by his assistant.

Last month, a rebellion broke out in the Chadian city of Saar, where rebels attempted to capture Saar and engage government forces.

The United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR) has paid close attention to this matter, and Saruuddin has been negotiating with the Chadian government officials these days, firstly, to stop the armed crackdown on the remnants of the rebels around Saar, and secondly, to send a working group to Saarland to provide relief to refugees.

"I met with Dranimi and he promised to help us contact the Chadian authorities and open a green channel for us. Hopefully this will be resolved. The assistant followed closely and said with some gasps.

Saruddin is a capable and tough man, the most intuitive embodiment of which is that he has always walked very fast, in the impression of his assistant. Originally from the New York metropolis, Sarudin has always had the hurried personality of a New Yorker.

"Dranimi?" Saruuddin frowned, this Drahnimi is the chairman of the AU Commission, the Minister of Home Affairs of South Africa, and a woman, an internationally renowned anti-apartheid politician. The reputation is extremely high.

However, Saruuddin has recently received rumors that the African Union has been trying to promote the unification of the alliance, promote currency unification, unite defense forces, and establish a multinational political body, just like the European Union. Dozens of countries across Africa will be united to form a powerful power cluster.

And according to Saruddin's understanding, Delaniemi is a strong supporter of such a proposal, which is also easy to understand, who made her a strong anti-apartheid herself, and the promotion of African Union integration can certainly strengthen the position of blacks in the international community.

So Dranian Mi can make such a promise. In Saruddin's view, it is also an intention to reflect the power of the African Union and meddle in Chad's internal affairs.

Put simply, Delaanimi was not for the noble purpose of UNHCR, but for the AU integration plan.

However, Sarudin's brows furrowed soon, in his opinion, the African Union's painstaking efforts to promote integration are really a fool's dream, and it is impossible to succeed. Therefore, taking advantage of the east wind of Delahnimi to do the work of UNHCR well, it is a little unpleasant to be used.

"Well, thank you Ms. Delanemi for me." Saruddin nodded. Agreed with the assistant's approach.

At this moment, Sarudin, who was walking through the central hall, suddenly saw an old acquaintance, Nelson, who used to work in the secretariat of the United Nations General Assembly. Nelson, who is also an American, was born in Miami and has the fiery and unrestrained personality of a tropical coastal city, and later volunteered to be transferred to the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA), where he also worked in the secretariat.

When the two were in the same corridor at the United Nations headquarters in New York, they were also old friends, and after Saruuddin came to work for UNHCR, he rose all the way up to become the top head of UNHCR, High Commissioner, busy with work, although he knew that his old friend had also come to Austria and worked in the same building, but he rarely met.

I happened to meet in the hall today, and Saruddin hurriedly spoke up and called out to Nelson.

"Nelson, Nelson!" Saluddin waved his arms and shouted.

With the folder in his hand, Nelson hurried to the elevator, shouting all the way to get out of the way, and from time to time he bumped into a staff member who couldn't dodge him, but he also heard someone shouting to him, and when he stopped and looked back, he also saw Sarudin waving his arms.

Stunned, Nelson didn't come forward, waved the folder in his hand excitedly, and shouted: "Sarudin, it's you, my God, Jesus is above, you know what I'm holding in my hand, man, read tomorrow's newspaper, you must read it." ”

As he spoke, Nelson turned around and ran away.

Nelson's voice was not soft, and everyone who walked through the hall heard his words, and looked at the middle-aged man with brown curly hair and shirt sleeves with a strange expression, and looked at Sarudin more curiously.

Saruddin withdrew his hand in embarrassment, shrugged his shoulders at his assistant, and said, "He's such a person." ”

The assistant smiled indifferently, and did not ask about the relationship between Saruudin and Nelson, and said curiously: "He seems to be from the IAEA Secretariat, he said that reading tomorrow's newspaper must be some big news." ”

Saruddin pursed his lips and muttered, "Who knows." ”

On the other side, Nelson shouted all the way out of the way, squeezed into the elevator with difficulty, and went straight to the ninth floor.

Pushing open the office of his boss Felix, Felix's shocked gaze, he slapped the folder in his hand on Felix's desk with a snap.

Felix's hand shook, the coffee in his hand spilled, and several stains immediately appeared on his white shirt.

"What are you doing, Nelson! I'll see the Director General later," Felix hurriedly stood up, pulled out a tissue, and wiped his shirt.

Felix was only a minor official in the secretariat's agency, responsible for the Agency's external relations, and the sign on the door of his office read: Secretary-General.

But his secretary-general is not the secretary-general, and the three major agencies under the IAEA, the General Assembly, the Board of Governors, and the Secretariat, the top person in charge of the permanent secretariat of the agency is the Director General, who is elected and appointed by the General Assembly of the Board of Governors, and the current person is Takeo Amano.

Takeo Amano is the Director General of the Board of Governors, the IAEA Administrator and the Secretary-General of the Secretariat, the true head of the IAEA.

As for Felix, although he also has the title of secretary general, he is a real secretary general, only responsible for the secretarial work within the secretariat, and he is a senior assistant.

At the same time, Felix is also in charge of reception, external relations, and in short, he is the chief steward of the secretariat.

As for Nelson, he was just one of Felix's lieutenants.

Nelson tapped his fingers hard at the folder on the table and shouted, "Damn it, don't worry about the shirt, Felix, you know what's in there!" ”

Felix glared at Nelson dissatisfied, threw away the tissue, sat back down, loosened his tie, and flipped through the folder.

But after just one glance, Felix was already jumping up in a hurry, his face almost touching Nelson's, and asked, "It's true!" ”

Nelson nodded vigorously, and was about to say something when Felix picked up the folder and rushed out of the office.

Early the next morning, UNHCR, Saruddin's office.

Carrying the coffee made by his assistant and rolling up the newspaper, Sarudin walked into the office.

After hanging his suit on the hanger, Sarudin sat down, took a sip of coffee, and flipped through the newspaper.

Saruddin has always maintained the habit of New Yorkers, who likes to read newspapers and find useful information from them, and he has always been good at this.

Although Sarudin does not like the media that tells the truth, he has to admit that in the modern society of the information explosion, nothing can be hidden from these reporters.

Glancing at the front page of the current newspaper, the coffee in Sarudin's mouth snorted and almost squirted, and he choked and coughed in surprise.

"After a month, Abyeh leader Yang Tian officially submitted a document to the International Atomic Energy (IAEA), hoping to resolve the Abyeh nuclear issue through peaceful political means, and asked the IAEA to send a working team to Abyeh to assess and cooperate."

Somehow, Sarutin remembered the scene in the hall yesterday.

Nelson was waving the papers, so excited, and yelling to let himself read tomorrow's paper, could it be because of this?

In an instant, Saruuddin was also messy. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.. Read. )