Henry seemed to believe Durin's words, and immediately the hesitation between his eyebrows was dissolved, he looked at Dulin and smiled, apologizing for his words and actions just now, "I'm just ......", he shook his head, "You know, my father sometimes has a bad temper, so...... , I hope you can understand. ”

Durin looked at him with caring eyes for the mentally handicapped child, "It's okay, it's not important. ”

These things really didn't matter, and Durin felt that Henry was a little mentally retarded, which of course might have something to do with the low level of his exposure. The Westworld is called the "world", but in fact, the biggest power here is the governor, and the Move Forward Party, whose power and rank are a little too low-level compared to those in the imperial capital. Henry had been living and working in the west since he took over the family business, and he had no understanding or reading of some of the signals from the upper echelons of the empire.

Dühring believed that his father's friend's alleged complaint did not mean that he was involved in collusion with the western capitalists, but that it was caught in a high-level political struggle for two reasons.

The first reason is that the Ministry of Defense needs the approval of the cabinet after formulating a strategic plan, and Maggs has a lot of power, so it can be said that he is a military and political master, but many times he does not have so much energy to take care of all aspects, so there will be a cabinet, ministers and various official institutions. These people will take care of the complicated little things for Mags, and the last things that need to be signed by Mags will still be presented in front of Maggs and waiting for him to sign.

Even if you don't have to sign it, you need to let him know, especially the current turbulent situation in the west, which has become a place of greatest concern to the cabinet. Even if someone doesn't want Maggs to know, the Minister of Defense will let Mags know, because he doesn't want to take the blame for any of his subordinates, so he tells Mags about the changes, and if something goes wrong in the future, it will be Maggs's problem or his subordinates' problems, and he is just an "incompetent" mouthpiece.

There are many such incompetent mouthpieces in official institutions, but that doesn't mean they're really incompetent.

Since the cabinet can pass and Maggs can nod his head, then the problem is not someone's business, it is Maggs's problem. The plan he agrees to, his opinion is the final opinion, and he should be responsible for the final opinion.

The second reason is that the top level is now fighting fiercely in invisible places, and the commoners faction headed by Powell and the aristocratic faction headed by Maggs are fighting openly and covertly, and the two sides are taking the next party seat and the prime minister's seat as the core contradiction to win over the insiders of the new party as much as possible. It's highly likely that the guy who spoke for Henry was caught up in such a fight, or that he had already taken sides before it happened. There is no right or wrong in political struggles, only friend and foe. Then when the things he pushed for a reversal of public opinion, it just happened to give his political enemies an excuse to attack him.

Moreover, this is just complaining, this is not cross-examination, it is not accountability, it is just complaining.

Durin believed that the guy complained that the steel tycoon had let him be dragged into the vortex, but he definitely wasn't complaining that he was going to be unlucky, otherwise he would have made a more decisive disposition, and it would have been impossible for Henry to know. Durin thought that this might be a test for Henry and his father, trying to see if his son was growing up in this way.

Here Durin sighed heartily for Henry's father, this bastard was not aware of such an obvious problem at all, so he could only be in the west for the rest of his life.

Of course, Henry should also thank Durin, otherwise he will not be able to mix in the west in the name of the second son of the steel tycoon, and he will never want to compete with his brother for the family property in his life.

Today Henry brought Durin for this matter, and now that his matter is settled, it is Doolin's turn.

Last time, Durin planned to find a time to talk to Henry alone about the Earth God Cult. Last time he couldn't talk because there were too many people, but now it's just the two of them, and Durin thinks Henry is a good talker, so he needs to ask some questions.

After a little awkward silence for less than ten seconds, Durin spoke, "Do you know the Earth God Cult?"

Henry was stunned for a moment, then nodded and admitted, "Yes, I know, what, did they go to you too?"

"You mean they looked for you?", Durin touched the beard on his chin, which would be a problem for him in the future, because his beard was a little thick, but he didn't want to have a blue chin. Dove told him that there was a very good hair removal clinic on Illian's side, which was very convenient, and although it hurt for a while, the annoying hairs were indeed gone, and they would not grow back.

Henry's expression became a little ambiguous, he lowered his head and clenched his hands against his lips and coughed, "What shall I say?", he tilted his head and searched for some words from his brain, "This is a very interesting organization, you can meet a lot of people here, of course I think their cooks are good, and the events are good." By the way, did they invite you to the next party?"

Du Lin felt that this might really be a fool, no wonder his brother was doing business outside, which required a shrewd brain, and he, a poor mentally handicapped child, would be sent to the west to retire, but he also felt that his contribution to the family was no less than that of his brother, and he hoped that he would be happy for the rest of his life!

"Yes, they invited me, but I'm not sure if they have any other intentions, so I'll need to find someone who knows. Durin decided to put some thoughts about Henry out of his mind for the time being, and planned to consider Henry as a good friend of his own, "How long have you been a member of the Earth God Cult?"

"It's been about two years. ”

"Do they collect dues or anything like that, or hold auctions in the name of religion or charity?", this is also a means of making money by some illegal organizations under the banner of religion, people will always have love, and the richer people have more love, which is also one of the most contradictory places in human nature.

Those capitalists may exploit as much as possible from the workers by all means, even twenty-five cents, but when they are called charity, they will generously donate hundreds or even tens of thousands of donations, saying that they are good people? That's the devil is joking, but to say that they are bad people, they do do for charity, no matter what the outcome is.

Henry shook his head and said, "No, there is nothing you imagined, do you know what we call the Cult of the Soil God?", Durin shook his head, and then he laughed and said, "We call the Cult of Entertainment, and every month they have a big party, you need to dress up a little and wear some props that can cover your features, such as a mask. Then we'll head into a huge party and the next thing we have to do is have some fun. ”

"Didn't they ask you for anything?"

"No, no, that's why everyone wants to join, entertain to death!", Henry raised his hand and pointed to the ceiling, smiling happily as if a congregation prayed in front of the shrine and received a response from the gods.

The more this happened, the more Dührin felt that there was something wrong with this Soil God Cult.

If there is a big mask party every month, and such a party can be interesting to the rich son of Henry, who is the second son of a steel tycoon, then the cost of holding such a party is probably a staggering figure. Once a month, twelve times a year, it is unknown where the money for the Sativa party comes from, why they hold such parties, and whether there is any person or organization supporting their actions.

"I'm sure there must be people who don't want to participate in this Earth God Cult, so do you know what happened to those who didn't?"

Henry recalled, "Very few people would refuse, but it was true that some people did not want to participate, and they didn't get into any trouble anyway, and I remember that several people left the West, and that's it." ”

At the same time, in an obscure city in the south of the Empire, Mr. Roel walked into the Imperial Bank in a wide-brimmed hat and a trench coat with a ruffled neckline, and he had endured it for a long time, more than half a month, and the news that his mines could not dig anything had already spread completely. The creditors searched for him everywhere, and a reward of five thousand dollars was issued for him, and anyone who brought him alive to a designated place in several cities would receive a reward of five thousand dollars.

He had to leave the Empire immediately, it was too dangerous here, and his original intention of returning the money he had swindled to the creditors had vanished over the past few days. How could this money be returned to those people, and he planned to rely on this money to continue to work hard in the Federation as a start-up capital.

"I'm going to send money to this account. Mr. Roel coughed, and he placed a federal account on the table, an account he had his wife, who had gone to the Federation, register. With the signing of the Memorandum of Understanding on Currency, cross-border interbank transfers have been opened between the Reichsbankbank and the three major federal banks. Of course, the speed of this transfer is a bit slow, and there is an additional fee of 5/1000. But in the moments before the good life starts again, none of this is a problem.

The staff of the bank smiled and recorded the account number, it is common for customers like Mr. Roel to be eager to wrap themselves up, and some people are about to wear masks into the bank for a deposit of several hundred dollars, not to mention that Mr. Roel's dress is not amazing.

The staff picked up the phone and confirmed the correctness of the remittance account number, and then nodded to Mr. Roel, "Dear sir, the account you asked to remit has been confirmed, please provide the account number of the remittance, and fill in this cross-border remittance voucher, so that I can conveniently remit money for you." ”