It wasn't until I almost slipped out of the chair and was picked up by Shinoxiao that I realized that I seemed to be asleep inexplicably.

"What's wrong with you?"

In the Thai restaurant, Xiaoxiao looked at me strangely.

I shook my head: "It's fine. ”

I don't know how I am, but I feel tired.

When I had just snatched Meng Neng from Old Joe, I found a book in his office, a torn copy of "The Monarch".

I didn't have any habit of reading, and I was reluctant to throw away Old Joe's relics, so I chose to ignore them.

But I was encircled by the predicament in front of me.

I can obviously hold Young Master Bao hard, but his delay in time makes you helpless; I can pinch Mr. Bai like a chicken's neck, but the royal power makes me unable to act rashly.

I seem to be able to do anything, as long as I dare to defy morality in the traditional sense and not be afraid of the people's fear of rioting, that is to say, I can do nothing.

At this time, I had a headache, and I couldn't think of a way to break my head.

In the past, I was a game-breaker, and what I was best at was finding weaknesses in the situation and then breaking through;

At the moment I'm a layout, I don't have any weaknesses in front of me, it's all people, and you have to expose their weaknesses through your own layout.

The change of perspective will make me feel bad, but no matter how worried I am, I can't let my subordinates see it.

That's when I wanted to go home and see.

But what can the family do to help me?

They can't help anything.

I picked up the book on Lao Qiao's desktop, thinking about the whole Mengneng in my head, and my eyes were not even on the words, but under an inadvertent glance, the whole line of sight could not be pulled away.

This "Treatise on the Monarch" is the secret book of Lao Qiao's strict self-discipline!

He gave little grace and little grace to the people, so that every time he gave something he gave rejoiced in the hearts of the beneficiaries and made others envious.

He picked.

But he was very generous in name, and after picking me up, he took me to wander around in the whole Mengneng while giving out red envelopes, Erkui said, the last one was a beard.

I think I must have been very enviable at that time, and Lao Qiao was making everyone envious by doing this, so that he could use this envy to use the upward core power of the people under him.

I'm so stupid.

How do I understand it?

Maybe Lao Qiao killed Mengneng's group of old Jianghu people, and he also has other demands, for example, this group of Jianghu people is starting to become slippery, and they don't have to die after they have money, so it's better to use the reason for the accident with their beard to completely kill everyone and replace them with a group of newcomers who are willing to contribute and are obedient.

Do you remember the waiters who were replaced in batches at the entertainment venues?

Do you remember that the park once sold all the piglets for a new batch?

Isn't that all the truth?

This is the right thing to do, I can get used to you, and I can change you.

I figured out a lot of things, but I never figured out how to deal with Young Master Bao and Mr. Bai, until, that night, I finished reading the entire "Treatise on the Monarch", and I saw a concise sentence on it, which probably means that 'the monarch has no ability, and the greatest ability is the needs of others, because you can use your strength to fight'.

I figured it out right away!

Young Master Bao is what I need to fight, and Mr. Bai is also what I need to fight, why don't I find a common enemy between the two of them and solve all the problems at once?

So, this raises a new question, where do I go to find this force?

I thought of the big guy Peng.

The question is, why do people bird me?

How can I control people?

The big guy Peng is a character who plays cards on the same table with the Burmese government, and in the eyes of others, I am still a little Karami.

I'm starting to worry again.

Because there are some powers that I can't borrow, like the bank will always give you a loan when you have money, and you have no money, please, who the are you?

If it really doesn't work...... What about the fake?

I'm a good liar, so just make a fake, wouldn't it?

It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, and I couldn't sit still, so I got up and walked around the office, looking at the silent streets of Mengneng in the night.

The big guy Peng is from Sichuan and came to northern Myanmar as a teenager, so this person has to have a Sichuan accent;

It doesn't matter what the outside world's impression of the big guy Peng is, the important thing is that it conforms to the temperament of the big guy in the minds of ordinary people.

After all, the people who spread the news to the outside world are ordinary people.

Yes, I don't plan to let anyone who has seen a big guy see the big guy Peng, and there is no need to meet him.

I called Lao Lin and asked him to find someone, on the grounds that he was in the park all day and there were few people who paid attention to him.

Let Lao Lin get guns for these people again, the only thing I don't know is that Lao Lin took out all the 'Gabala' he treasured, and made me almost give it to me.

So, a group of people swaggered through the city with the guys and stayed in the hotel;

Sincerity lived up to my expectations, and as soon as they entered the city, they began to report, and coincidentally, the old harrier eagle happened to be beside them.

Next, all that remains is logic.

Otherwise, I'd be mixed up to this point, how could I rush to the first scene when I encountered such a thing, waiting to be shot after the fight?

I pretended to negotiate, and the thing acted well, and said the old Qiao I described with the book "On the Monarch", and put on a high-sounding hat to 'teach me', of course, he said it as the big guy Peng.

If the big guy Peng comes, he will still come to teach me how to be a king, how big is his heart?

I was forced to have no tricks, and in the end I could only say before leaving: "You are not really the big guy Peng!" ”

I have to let the people outside the door know that the big guy Peng is not a second force, and I have to use their mouths to tell the story.

At this juncture, I still don't think the matter is spreading fast enough, and I start to think about the media that Lao Qiao has spent money on. Fortunately, they still admitted the account and broadcast this incident.

At this point, I realized this morning that I was in a hurry, and if I let this matter ferment naturally, the effect will definitely be better.

But I'm a first-time layoutist, so I don't have this adaptability.

That's why I remembered what the old man had said, and I had to do it all at once, and stabilize it.

Fortunately, these people have their own worries, Young Master Bao was afraid that I would really demote Lao Qiao, which would make his struggling political situation collapse again, so he hurriedly called over;

Mr. Bai is purely afraid of retaliation;

But I'm still in a hurry.

I should have asked them to figure out what was going on, and when they suddenly pondered one night, they scared themselves out of a cold sweat, instead of taking the initiative to point the question.

That way, the effect will always haunt their minds and become a nightmare that will linger for the rest of their lives.

Although the results are very good, it will not achieve long-term results.

No, when the dust settled, I made an appointment with Xiaoxiao to come to the restaurant for dinner, and I felt tired as soon as I entered the box.

I was so tired that I slipped out of my chair.

The emperor really doesn't deserve it...... ...... The curry is so-so.

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