The villa in Albert is only four streets from the city centre and fifteen minutes during the city's busiest traffic. He's happy with where he lives now, being closer to where he works, which means he can allocate more time.

Sometimes the traffic in the city is particularly congested, but even then, his driver does not change routes, which has almost become a habit, so when the vehicle turns at an intersection, he immediately notices that the vehicle has left the normal route.

"Sir, didn't you pay attention just now? The radio said that there was a traffic accident ahead, the road was temporarily closed, and we needed to change the route. The driver replied in great detail, but Albert always felt that there seemed to be something unusual in his tone.

Maybe he was too sensitive, after Durin came to the Federation, he always had a bad rest, and every time he finished his work, he couldn't help but think about what would happen next. Once everything here is lost, he will become his past self, his terrible self.

From the head of a consortium and a member of the federal parliament, to an inconspicuous ordinary person. He may have a little money enough to live a prosperous life, but those things are thousands of times, tens of thousands of times worse than what he has now? People will no longer call him Mr. Councillor with respect, and no one will shut his mouth when he speaks, and listen to him intently, he will become dispensable, revolving around others.

It's all like a nightmare, and there's no telling when the nightmare will wake up.

He wiped his face twice and pulled out a document from his briefcase, which had been submitted by a chemical plant owned by the Atlantic Group. In addition to internal sales, this chemical plant also exports many products to all over the world, and its performance has been very good, and its profitability has entered the top three levels of the group company.

This document explains in detail the reasons for the expansion, the necessity of the expansion and the reasons for the urgent need, he thought for a while, the expansion fund of 20 million federal guilders is indeed a little more, but the problem is not big, now the liquidity on the books of the group company is still very abundant, and the control of the shares of various listed companies is also exceeded. He took out a pen and signed his name on the document, which he approved, and will be sent back to the company's finance department tomorrow to withdraw the money, and finally stored in the archives department for safekeeping.

When he put the papers back in his briefcase and looked up at the window, a palpitation made him cold and shivered.

Before you know it, the car has left the city, there are fewer and fewer places with light around, the height of the buildings is also decreasing, there are few pedestrians in sight on the street, and many street lights are broken.

Any city has a good side, and a bad side, the rapid explosive and concentrated development of the city will make the city seem to be divided into many pieces, some places are prosperous and not even a needle can get in, but there are also some places that are backward as if they were ten or twenty or thirty years ago.

"Where is this? Why did you bring me here?!", he had not suspected the driver before, the driver had been recruited by himself. At first, Durin arranged a driver for him, but the driver was dismissed by him for a reason, and the people around him now were all he found on the federal side.

The driver, a former member of the Confederation military, retired and later hired, was selected by Albert among dozens of people. He had also been to the driver's home, met the driver's parents, wife and children, and probably knew his family better than he knew himself. And in recent years, the driver has indeed performed enough to be conscientious, and has never missed a thing, which is also what Albert is most satisfied with.

But now, a bad panic was spreading in his heart, and he didn't even notice that the brown bulletproof glass used to maintain privacy between the car and the cab had risen, and he couldn't see the situation in the cab clearly!

Without waiting for the driver to answer, he tugged the door lock, couldn't move, and slammed it twice, and the door didn't shake at all except for a dull sound.

This is a bulletproof car, and the security of the Federation looks very good on the surface, but in fact, the dirty things between the big business groups are no less than those of the Empire, and even more so. In the past, a total of 11 MPs have proposed the abolition of the Speaker for Life, four of whom have died on the streets for a variety of reluctant reasons, and seven of whom have also received death threats who have either emigrated abroad or disappeared. So almost all parliamentarians and bigwigs of the consortium have several custom-made bulletproof cars.

Stimulated by the desire to survive, he tried many ways without success, and he was completely disappointed.

"Whose person are you?", he asked, knocking on the brown bulletproof glass.

The driver laughed twice, "Sir, don't be nervous, you'll know soon." ”

In the silence, time passed minute by minute, and after about ten minutes, the car stopped by the warehouse of a farm, the driver unlocked the car, and Albert pushed the car door like a black field and rushed back, only to be sent back with a fist.

"You shouldn't run around, the boss is waiting for you!", said a burly man who pushed him by the shoulder and pointed to the small house with the lights on next to the farmhouse. Albert glanced around desperately, and there was no one in the vicinity except for the occasional cow call and the chirping of insects.

He straightened his clothes and walked towards the little house, and after entering the door came the hall, and at the table in the open kitchen next to the hall, he saw a fellow with his back to him. The man next to him pointed to the location, and he walked over.

When he went around to the other side of the table, he realized that the person who was eating with his head down was actually Durin!

Durin looked up at him for a moment, but the movement of his hand did not stop, and a huge cow stick bone that had been cut from it was roasted and laid across the table, pieces like jelly, and the marrow sprinkled with a lot of spices exuded an enticing fragrance. He scooped a spoonful into his lunch bag, took some lettuce leaves and some other things, and took a bite into it. The oily bone marrow slowly flows out of the bitten incision, exuding a strong aroma that makes the appetite move.

"It tastes good, do you need some?", Durin pointed to the position opposite him and motioned for Albert to sit down, "The Commonwealth Hagens cattle breed better than the Empire's cattle breeds, I think we can bring in some and send them to the west for breeding, so that delicious things should appear on the tables of the Empire's high society." ”

A chef-like guy also brought Albert a cut stick bone, along with other ingredients for the meal.

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