Mr. Kersma was more adept at fighting and killing than in politics, and after a few casual words with Durin, he picked up his pipe and went back to the house with some impatience. Anyway, this matter has been handed over to Durin, and what he does is his business, and it has nothing to do with him. Well done, of course, Mr. Kersma was prescient and knew his children well, so he was relieved and boldly entrusted with the task.

If Durin doesn't do a good job, it can only be that Durin has failed Mr. Kersma's expectations, which will make Mr. Kersma feel sad and sad, and then he will think of the whips, sticks, and other things hanging in the house.

Mrs. Kersma was very pleased with Mr. Kersma's indifference, for Durin told her that he was about to take up his post in Otis as acting mayor. The reason why there is a generation, this is the practice of the new party, and this term is used to distinguish between members who have climbed through the party system and those who have been "bought" by spending a little money. Only if Doolin does his job well will the party remove the word.

Of course, with and without this word, there will be no less power that should belong to Durin, and no more power that should not belong to him.

After Mrs. Kersma was happy, she sighed, she didn't expect her son to become a nobleman......

Du Lin wanted to explain that he was not a nobleman, but after thinking about it, she still forgot it, if she thought the word nobles was more appropriate, it was nobles.

In addition to seeing Mr. Kersma Jr., this time I came back to communicate with Mr. Kersma. After staying at home for about three or four days, and taking Dover on a hunting trip, Dührin left the Alfalfa Town ...... with Dover and Keena.

Well, yes, Kenah. Old Uncle Layton demanded that Durin must take his eldest son out to see the world, otherwise he would lie on the ground and roll around, and the whole town would come to see that little Durin had come to see him, and he would learn to turn his face and not recognize people. In the end, he had no choice but to take Kena with him, at the suggestion of Mr. Kersma.

Keina didn't want to come back after a few days in the big city last time, and in a big city like Ordor it was like going to a place where the gods lived, full of beautiful buildings, and there were more pedestrians on the road than in the town combined. Especially in the evening, there are always some enthusiastic young ladies who want to pull him to some place to let him be a judge to evaluate the skills of the young ladies.

He loved that place to death, but went back anyway. He's a very obedient guy, and when he was fighting, his dad said to work hard, and this bastard used to do it hard. His father may not have to force it, and the bastard just stood there like a guest, waiting for his friends to relieve him. He does look a little silly, but he is definitely not stupid, in the words of the world in Durin's dream, this is called Neixiu.

He knew it in his heart, but he didn't show it.

When sitting in the car, Du Buddha was a little interested in a long box he was carrying, and asked casually, Kina said that it was a fishing rod, he liked this fishing rod the most, and he could catch a big fish every time.

Dover observed three minutes of silence for him, for there was not even a river the size of a river in the place of Odis, let alone a lake.

Fishing?

Hehe!

Durin glanced at Du Buddha, and suddenly felt that people were sometimes quite happy when they were simpler.

After a long journey that lasted nearly a week, the trio finally got off the train at the station in Otis. It was as if the steam locomotive didn't like this place either, and after leaving the three of them, he didn't even have fifteen minutes to rest and wait at each station, and continued to drive forward, and in the blink of an eye, he could only see a car butt, and after a few seconds, it disappeared into a patch of vegetation.

Durin looked at this station, and he felt that the first thing he should do was to repair this station. There was a feeling that he had gone to the west, and if it weren't for the lush vegetation here, it might have been no different from the west. One of the two hooks on the stop sign fell, and the remaining half was estimated to not take long, creaking and shaking whenever the wind blew. There were several holes in the roof of the shed, which had not been repaired, and the benches on the platform were rotten.

This place is worse than the text describes. On the way out of the station, not to mention the staff, there was not even a single mouse, as if it was abandoned. Fortunately, the city hall had been notified before they came, and someone here sent a car to pick them up.

A horse-drawn carriage.

And it is still the kind that has no carriage and only a bucket, which is often used to pull and deliver hay in rural places.

Durin was greeted by a young man in his twenties, and the smile on his face was probably a little more numb, very stiff. After reluctantly saluting, he pointed to the three small stools in the car body and said, "Funds are very tight here, so I'm very sorry that I can only use such a car to pick you up." He said sorry, but he didn't have an apologetic expression at all, and sat directly in the driver's seat.

The three of them got into the car and finally entered the city center of Otis after a bit of a bumpy ten minutes. If Du Lin really wants to enter politics, it is estimated that his heart is cold now, but fortunately, he has no idea about this, in the final analysis, he is just running around for his own interests, so he is not too dissatisfied with the situation here.

The highest floor in the whole city of Otis does not exceed the fourth floor, and the only fourth-floor house is the town hall, but it doesn't look as good as the Ilian houses. The mottled façade is a pit in the east and west, which is the trauma left by the outer layer falling off, and from the front, the town hall is surrounded by a courtyard wall more than one person high, with a sentry box and no gate. There are some vegetation inside, which seems to lack repair, and they are all wantonly competing with the plants next to them for living space.

The four-story town hall has four consecutive rows of windows from east to west, that is, eight rooms on the first floor and thirty-two rooms on the fourth floor.

After the carriage had stopped in the yard, the young man had tied the reins to a tree, and the old horse stood in a shady corner, gnawing on the lush grass on the ground, and the young man led the three of Durin into the mayor's office in the town hall, and then left on his own initiative. Later, Durin found out why this guy had such a stinky face, because he was the director of the transportation bureau here.

The head of the transportation bureau in a city with less than ten cars added up is really a promising job.

Keina looked at the dusty mayor's office, immediately put down his salute, took out a rag and began to tidy up the room. He did it diligently, and Du Buddha had to take a rag and follow it, he originally wanted to ask someone to clean it, after all, it was not an easy job.

Durin just glanced at it, and then said that he was going to look around.

Only six of the thirty-two rooms were occupied, and the others were either empty or covered with dust. Some of them were not the slightest bit excited about Durin's arrival, and they were very numb.

Durin summoned these people, including the director of the transportation bureau who had sent him, to the conference room and cleaned it for twenty minutes before holding his first meeting since taking office.

It was this first meeting that completely threw aside his original idea of planning to develop well. There were only seven people in more than a dozen departments at the town hall, some of whom held two positions by one, and each of them had a numb smile on their faces, as if it were a routine. In their mouths, Durin gradually learned that this was the "place of exile" of the New Party, and that all the thorns and those who had sinned against others would be banished here.

After a long time, some people voluntarily resigned from their positions in the party and here, and chose to go home and find a new job. Others, like the seven people who stayed here, waited and looked for opportunities while mixing their salaries.

They didn't have the slightest idea of how to develop the city. The population of the city does not exceed 400,000, and 70 percent of them are elderly and children. The only job that makes money here is to make some handmade blankets for the capitalists, and some other work that must be done by hand.

It can be said that to be assigned here, it is a dead death.

And Durin also understood more and more the thoughts of Mayor Illian, and he forced Durin to beg him. As soon as Durin opened his mouth, he could open his mouth and ask for a piece of meat from Durin. But is Doolin the kind of person who can compromise at will?

Of course he wasn't!

In the eyes of others, the city may be lifeless and has no possibility of development, but in Durin's eyes, the city has a lot of potential. Because he is not the same as being looked at, they choose not the same way.

Otis is located in the southern region of the imperial capital, in the heart of the entire empire, the only drawback is the lack of rivers, and the terrain here is not very good, so there is no railway, only a north-south railway.

But there is an advantage here, that is, the steam locomotives going from the south to the north to the imperial capital and further north have to pass through here, which provides considerable convenience for smuggling and collecting railway protection fees.

Yes, he intends to engage in his old profession and smuggle as mayor!

There is no doubt that once those smugglers find out about this, they will definitely flock to it, and there is no place more convenient and safer than here. The arrival of these financiers is also destined to develop this place into a different shape!

Doolin is confident!