When I arranged the people and arranged the car, I was ready to send the group of Wa people in front of me to Mengmao in batches, and I also described the prospect to them, but this time, it was definitely not a cake!

Want to be a doctor?

Do you want to be a doctor?

Nowadays, all the doctors and nurses in Mengneng People's Hospital are in Mengmao, doctors are being gods, nurses are being doctors, as long as you want, there are ready-made mentors to teach you when you get there, and there are ready-made patients for you to practice.

Yes, you don't need to do research, you don't even have time to study, as long as you are willing to do it, you can go and put on a white coat right away.

Want to be an architect?

You don't need to learn the complicated history of architecture, let alone draw pictures, just follow an experienced bricklayer to pick up usable building materials from the rubble, build the house, and make sure it doesn't collapse twice. Don't mention the difference between an architect and a mason, we don't distinguish between this here, you just say you don't do it, dare or not.

After listening to my explanation, Lydon asked only one question: "Can we clear a habitat of our own?" ”

"Yes, I can not only let you clear a habitat that belongs to you, but also let you leave half of the people to build the houses that everyone needs after clearing this habitat, and only invest half of the people to help in a short period of time, and then invest all the manpower when your life is guaranteed."

Lydon had no reason to decide, so he could only nod.

And I, in front of all the Wa people, took a step back, and under the gaze of every Wa people, I bent my knees and shouted: "I thank you on behalf of Mengmao, I Xu Ruifeng, kowtow to you!" ”

"Hey, Master Xu!"

Lydon didn't stop me, and I can't let them stop me.

Because I know that this group of Wa people who originally came to be war refugees will definitely have emotions in their hearts after letting me go, but what about after I knelt down earnestly and thanked them?

I took in you war refugees, provided you with food and lodging, and knelt down for you, kneeling down to thank you for your help to Mengmao, what else can you say!

They say that men have gold under their knees, and I think that's true, but gold has to have a price, right? As long as the group of people in front of you is worth the price, there is no problem.

"Master Xu!"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

I was eventually helped to my feet, after all the Wa people had seen this kneeling.

"Thank you, thank you."

At this moment, I shouted in front of everyone: "I will declare now that the head of the Wa tribe in Bangkang will be the head of the Wa tribe in Mengmao in the future, and we will only discuss everything about the Wa people in Mengmao." ”

Why can I declare such a thing? Because I have a gun in my hand, I have power in my hand, because I can get people to hold Lydon in this position and keep supporting him!

"In addition, from today on, Lydon is the deputy director of the Mengmao Judicial Committee, and the main job is to cooperate with Banbula to preside over the daily life of Mengmao, rebuild Mengmao County, and restore Mengmao to its previous order and vitality as soon as possible."

The deputy director of the Mengmao Judicial Committee, does it sound like a lot of power? is the head and the deputy director of the Judicial Commission, isn't it a bit of a step to the sky?

That's right!

Mengmao is gone, what's wrong with you letting him ascend to the sky in Mengmao?

If he doesn't ascend to the sky, how can he give Meng Mao's strength?

It's a big deal that after he finishes his efforts and the mood of the Wa people has stabilized, find some more educated people to have an 'organizational restructuring' to adjust the age and keep up with the times, and put his son and daughter in the next key position as a successor, and the matter will pass? When the time comes, whether his son and daughter can climb up will depend even more on their ability, and they will really come up with their ability, and they will only overflow to me, without any loss.

When this information appeared in my mind, I suddenly remembered that Mr. Dabao, who wanted to watch the 'news' in Lao Qiao's villa, and it was he who told me that 'news' was a good thing, so I paid attention to this ...... As a result, it was out of control.

In the news, there is really everything, what to improve the quality of the leadership group itself, what to dispatch, what to study, that recruitment is all a push order, and the recruitment is a glass of wine to release the military power, and every night at 7 o'clock in the evening 'news unit...... Burmese broadcast', it's like an old man hidden in the ring, he can teach you anything, it depends on whether you can learn it.

This is how the Wa people in front of me sent me away, and when I stood outside the city and watched Leyden and them leave, I even asked a little bit of 'old rivers and lakes' in myself. But walking on this 'pontoon bridge' in the water in northern Myanmar, who has to go to the rivers and lakes? I'm like this, aren't I also afraid that a torrent will come that day, and people will hold guns and stare at the door of their heads, and threaten you to retreat bravely on the pretext of taking your life.

With all this mess in my mind, accompanied by Brzea, we walked into the city, but after entering the city, I realized that the refugees were not only from outside the city, but also from Leiden!

The streets that used to be quite spacious, suddenly you can see the flow of people that can only be seen in the morning and evening rush hour in the big city, and it is just waving in front of your eyes in waves and waves;

Not to mention the crowded market in the past, as long as you go in, you can't control your own stay, just like watching the lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, crowded with people, people from person to person.

And now Meng Neng has taken out the heads and brains of various departments, trapped in Mengmao and unable to withdraw, and all functional departments have become headless flies, and I don't know how to deal with this kind of scene.

When I was in the street, I saw a homeless man lying against the wall with a futon under the wall.

On the streets, I saw people squatting next to the garbage bins in the market, picking up vegetables and gnawing on them;

I even watched thieves who had disappeared reappear on the streets after a few explicit bans, reaching for someone's wallet.

To be honest, I was also a little confused when I saw this scene, how to deal with these people, how to restore the order of Mengneng has become the top priority at the moment......

The most important thing is that I don't have anyone in my hands anymore!

Everybody threw me at Mengmao!

I'm in a hurry to give the big guy Peng a whole out...... Ay!

I seem to have someone in my hands.

I suddenly turned to look at Bjea, smiled and said, "Are you going to go to the Black Prison?" ”

Bjea shrugged, "It's all right, as long as I don't have to deal with these refugees anymore." ”

"Then go ahead, go to the Black Prison and get those two kings and calves back for me, but before they know what you're going for, you'll have to ask them if they want to find out."

"Next, whether he talks to you endlessly about how wronged he is, or explains his inner blueprint endlessly, you turn around and leave, we don't need this kind of person."

Bjea looked at me and said, "Why? ”

"Because no matter what he wants to say, or what he does first, what he needs most is to come out first!"

"If you stay in the black prison for so long and don't even understand the order of things, can you expect her to manage Mengneng well?"

Bjea asked rhetorically, "Then when should I bring people back?" ”

"When you see both of them with weathered and longing on their faces, they ask, 'Can I get out?' , then you bring them back. ”

Bjea looked at me for a long time, and I thought he was trying to understand my intentions, and it turned out to be ......

"Brother, you can change the word, I don't understand what it means......

My eyes are dark!

It's like getting a smack.

When he reacted and wanted to raise his hand to fight, Bjea turned around and ran, shouting as he ran: "I understand, I understand, can't I understand!" ”

It was only after running out for several steps that I remembered the affairs of the village, and shouted at the departing figure: "Come back!" ”

Bjea walked back timidly, and I asked tentatively: "How long have you been in the village or how long have you been in the village?" ”

"It must be Yang Rong, Lao Qiao has something to do, he is guarding the village."

Yang Rong spent more time in the village......

"Then let me ask you, have you seen a family photo in Old Joe's house?"

Bjea immediately said: "I know the photo, but it's not a family photo, it's just a photo taken with a foreigner after Lao Qiao went abroad, brother, why do you ask about this?" ”

I pondered and responded: "Yesterday I was drinking in the village, and I glanced at Yang Rong from a side angle, how do I feel ......?"

"Like Old Joe?"

"You can see it, too!"

Breah didn't take it seriously at all and said: "Everyone knows that in our group of children, he looks the most similar to Old Joe, but Old Joe seems to hate this very much, and he is not half as good as other children." ”

"You're probably the most favored of a group of kids, right?"

Bjea lowered his head, so that people couldn't tell whether he missed or sighed: "Yes, I will always be the most special one among everyone, and sometimes, they will joke that Old Joe is better to me than to my own son." ”

As soon as I saw that I was asking about my emotions, I didn't want to ask any more, so I pushed him with my hand: "Okay, let's go." ”

Looking at the departing figure of Bjea, I seemed to see the soul of the lonely hero who belonged to the old Qiao Jianghu period was running, this idea just appeared, Yang Rong's figure unconsciously appeared in my mind, he was like another soul in the old Qiao's military career, with wildness and military skills, when I thought this was the end......

I was startled at myself.

Why is this because Yang Rong thought a little bit about Lao Qiao from a certain angle, and he got mentally ill?

I quickly threw away this idea, I don't believe that this kind of bloody plot that will only exist in TV dramas will be paved into my life, and I turned around and thought about Mengneng, a county full of incurable diseases, and walked over, I have to hurry up and see what Mengneng has become these days. (End of chapter)