At this time, the head of the Nagano family was excitedly making various phone calls. Everyone in the family, whether it was the main family or not, was contacted, and they were all assigned the corresponding positions.
At this time, the middle-aged man wearing glasses was exuding vitality and everything was in a state of competition.
"Hey, are you a good nephew? He found a position for me in the outer cabinet. I can just come here and take office."
"No Ito? Teacher, he can send me to the House of Representatives or to the vegetable garden, it's up to me to choose."
"Is it Souichiro who separates the family? Stop being a detective. He can make me the Tokyo Police Chief, or I can join the court..."
The head of the Nagano family kept looking at the vacant positions in front of him, smiling from ear to ear.
The big tree at Hongma's house collapsed, causing hundreds of positions to be vacated in the entire 11th District government agency in an instant.
As for those aristocratic families, they basically didn't sleep that day, and they were all trying their best to stuff their people into those positions.
Nagano Saki slowly came to his father's study, looked at the head of the Nagano family who was in high spirits and kept talking on the phone, and while he was taking a short break, he said: "Father, there are a large number of pilgrims outside the door asking them to open the door. They want to
Please pray..."
She actually couldn't bear it. After all, the current situation in Tokyo was just like the history books said when an 8-magnitude earthquake or tsunami occurred.
She felt that even if she was pretending, she still wanted to help ordinary people at that time, and at least give them some spiritual sustenance and commitment.
Unexpectedly, the head of the Hongma family said very decisively.
"No, the palace is closed. Now is the most urgent moment. Asaki, I can also come over and try to take over the affairs of the Yidong family. There are 24 positions in the court. I can arrange for other family members, or divide them.
When people from this family take up positions, they must strive to seize the remaining positions as soon as possible."
After saying that, he handed a job list to Nagano Saki and then continued to make the rest of the phone calls.
"Father, don't they need to win over people's hearts?" Nagano Saki asked doubtfully.
She thought again of the girl named Asakura Yui becoming a watcher in front of her in the subspace. She didn't know whether she was jealous or unwilling. At that time, the girl was desperately trying to protect herself from injury.
of people.
At that moment, she clearly felt that the Watcher group was wrong for her rejection, that miserable barrier between people.
The watchers would rather spend their time saving people who are destined to die than say even one word to them.
Especially Fu Qiaoshua, he didn't even want to take a second look at himself, and he had a totally different attitude.
At this time, the head of the Hongma family looked at his eldest daughter and said calmly: "There is no need to ask for it. Things like reputation are useful, but they are not the easiest to get. They just need to donate money during that disaster.
A few million, and then let the people in the journalism department they bought from Dongda University publicize it. That will be fine. As for the sustenance those people are seeking now, the eldest daughter, I beg Minghong, the Hongma family has fallen, and it’s only now that
not their most precious time.”
He seemed to deny that he really made a mistake and explained to his daughter, word for word: "Have I ever heard of an old saying in District 2, which is called 'When a whale falls, all things come to life'?"
Nagano Saki nodded, then shook his head.
"A whale, especially a blue whale, will explode after it dies, and then gradually sink to the bottom of the sea." The owner of the Hongma family patiently explained,
"During that process, the whale's body will nourish everything in the entire ocean. Its flesh, blood, bone marrow, and everything will become a breeding ground for other creatures. Once the whale sinks to the bottom of the sea, billions of creatures will benefit from the whale's body.
The body is being born.”
"The Red Horse family is like the whale that fell into the abyss." The head of the Nagano family said.
He didn't say what was left, but Nagano Sakuya became famous, and the Nagano family was nothing more than carnivorous hyenas...
The collapse of the Hongma family has left the jobs in Donglai vacant. The industries, groups, and clubs in which the Hongma family has a leg up...
Now, they have all become corpses to be eaten by other families.
Nagano Saki looked at her father's appearance at this time, and she suddenly felt that a sad barrier had arisen between herself and her father.
Just like the pitiable gap between the Watchers and her in the subspace, they even kept silent when she interrupted.
She understood, she realized why it was almost impossible for people from aristocratic families to awaken and become watchers.
She recalled that every watcher she had ever met had an inexplicable belief in them, and those of her own aristocratic family had interests, not to deny them.
Nagano Saki felt that he had enlightened and gradually understood everything.
Bi was not there, and he was not at all better than them, no matter whether it was Qiao Shuya's madness in chasing the strange demons like crazy, or Yuan Zhiren's decisiveness in protecting all the students in the auditorium at the first moment of the disaster.
Or maybe it was Yui Asakura's determination to protect the wounded in Dongfang even if he faced thousands of people.
She couldn't compare to them. She felt that she couldn't compare to them at all. In her heart, she lost completely, which was ten thousand times more painful than the worst defeat of Gou Qiu.
Then can I give up everything I currently have on my legs, break away from all the paths of the aristocratic family, and then find a belief and start walking the path of the Watcher again?
Nagano Saki didn't know that she was afraid.
Finally, she looked at another pile of documents that had been thrown into the trash and asked, "What are those?"
"Those, Lord, do you think there are some loss-making projects in the Hongma family, including some unfinished buildings, unfinished infrastructure projects, and those properties that have been losing money for thousands of years? Those are all useless things. There is no need to look at them.
"The head of the Nagano family said casually.
"He should appease the pilgrims in Yitong. He can't handle it there." Nagano Saki bowed and left.
She took out the "Shingong Yushou" wholesaled from Yiwu in District 2, with the words "Safe entry and exit" written in ancient Chinese characters on it.
That kind of guardian was imported from District 2 and asked for one coin per person. In the past, at Meiji Shrine, they would only give such a guardian to pilgrims after praying for a thousand dollars.
But tomorrow, she decided to take out the guards who came from the entrance and give them to the pilgrims at the door, just to comfort them.
"Miko Haruna is a very powerful priest. Let's go out together and distribute the guards to the pilgrims outside the door." Nagano Saki said.
"Ah, Lord Palace Secretary, how much prayer money do they need to set to obtain the guardian?" the witch asked.
"There is no need for prayer money. Even if pilgrims want to ask for it, the maximum limit should be no more than 5 yen." Nagano Saki sighed.
In District 11 dialect, 5 yuan means "to form a bond".
"Are they asking to talk to the head of the family?" the priest asked.
"No, he has the most say right now." Nagano Saki replied coldly.
She no longer wanted to stay in that home, and he finally realized the gap between himself and the Watchers tomorrow.
She knew whether her father was jeopardizing the interests of the Nagano family.
But no…
"They are short-sighted and have no ambition. Their structure and vision may be the reason why they can settle down in a corner in their lives." She thought to herself.
At the head of the Nagano family, he made another phone call: "Hey, I will arrange for the money they donated, so that the people from the journalism department of Tokyo University will praise and publicize it. If you are wrong, you can get it.
The people who donate to them are people trained by the Nagano family, and they must sign a contract with the Nagano family..."
…
Tokyo, Watchmen Association.
Uncle Li was drinking coffee with dark circles under his eyes. He had not slept for forty hours.
"President Li, the first batch of supplies from the People's Federation have arrived. District 2 asked for hybrid rice and instant noodles, and District 3 asked for potatoes and corn. District 1 sent them from Alaska.
We have a large cargo ship of fresh water, and basically all of it is in frozen inventory," the secretary said.
The supplies sent from Districts 4 and 5 are very close to home, after all, they are quite far apart.
Uncle Li nodded. The People's Federation responded quickly. He also breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the east to look at the inventory. Among them, the supplies in area 2 were the most solid.
He saw the rice in the inventory, with the words "Relief Materials" printed on it.
Uncle Li said: "On a town-by-town basis, distribute the supplies in batches to Tokyo's town councils (similar to neighborhood offices), and ask some of the watchmen who are resting to come over and help. There are a lot of supplies.
…”
Uncle Li felt tired. Why did he have to worry about even small things like disaster relief there? What on earth was the entire disaster prevention and rescue team in District 11 doing?
Then, he opened the warehouse door, allowing the supplies to gradually flow into the entire District 11.
At that time, he saw a familiar jeep, but Qiao Shuya and the others were not in the car. Instead, only Dong Lao Chen, a bear, staggered away from the driver's seat, Dong Lai, chirping, and seemed very nervous.
He didn't look like he was awake.
"Ah, Uncle Li, Uncle Li, he's here to help." Lao Chen saw Uncle Li with dark circles under his eyes and walked over, shaking his bear paw.
Uncle Li smelled a strong smell of chili sauce when the panda opened its mouth. He said very speechlessly: "Ah Qiao and his little apprentice?"
"They, they said they have lost their way in life." Lao Chen said, "The two of them seemed to be discussing something big to do..."
…
"He forgot that the current Prime Minister has become a mature man a long time ago. He is so hot that he is already mature." Qiao Shuya was wearing a strange mask at this time, which looked like the word "东" written in Chinese characters.
.
"Be more virtuous, the man is already dead." A short girl with a bird mask on her face returned from the other side.
"The Prime Minister himself doesn't have any objections. He has the ability to reincarnate and cross paths with him?" Qiao Shuya replied and looked at the Tokyo Disaster Prevention and Rescue Organization. What on earth is that thing doing?
At this time, Qiao Shuya and Yuan Zhihen took advantage of the night to sneak to the Tokyo Disaster Prevention Office to see if they were working well.
Without proper post-disaster reconstruction work, the whole of Tokyo is left in chaos.
I was originally planning to sneak into the foreign cabinet to kill the Prime Minister to cheer him up, but I suddenly remembered that the Prime Minister was already dead.
Then we can hire a minister from the Disaster Prevention Office to help.
At this time, Qiao Shuya's face was not wearing the common fox head mask, but a "Dongfeng" card, while Yuan Zhi's ruthless face was wearing a Yao Que mask, which is also called Yaoji in some places.
"How am I going to solve the problem?" Yuan Zhi felt that he was stupid before he came over to accompany his master to do things there.
"Kill..." Qiao Shuya replied calmly.
"What if the official is corrupt and derelict in his duties?" Yuan Zhi asked fiercely.
"kill."
"Then if we ask for disaster prevention, what should we do if more people outside us die?" Yuan Zhi asked again.
"kill."
"Then does it mean that the extremists intercepted the disaster relief supplies?"
"kill."
Qiao Shuya's answer always had that one word.
"There is nothing that cannot be done by killing the problem person. If there is, then kill their whole family." Qiao Shuya continued to add.
"Am I a little extreme?" Yuan Zhiyan complained speechlessly.
"Please tell me if everything he encounters when he goes out is normal disaster relief or something like that, then he won't be extreme, no, no, no." Qiao Shuya spread his legs.
Bu Naoyuan didn't say anything more. After all, they wouldn't cause trouble if they came over. With those two here, it would be difficult to do anything without killing a minister.
She looked around when she went out, and all she could think of was "What the hell are those losers in District 11 doing?"
This reflects the mentality of those people.
The aristocratic families are all frantically competing for the benefits freed up after the collapse of the Hongma family, while most ordinary watchers have a kind of "He sympathizes with us but if he can't change the situation, he can donate some money to
We will get through this difficult time” mentality.
The Watchmen Association temporarily assisted in disaster relief, distributed supplies, and tried its best, but it was of little use. The Association even had no idea that the supplies had not been delivered to ordinary people at all.
As for Qiao Shuya?
His mentality is "kill, kill, kill, kill, kill and rape"!
Heaven is dead, Huang Tian should stand! There is nothing that the prime minister cannot solve. If it is very difficult to solve, then the ministers will also be destroyed.
It was Qiao Shuya who found the real estate properties of the Hongma family and discovered the big problem.
In the pre-sale system of District 11, houses can be sold after the foundation is laid. In other words, a sales department can be set up to start selling houses in a community when the foundation is laid.
Hongmajiaji owns more than a dozen real estate companies, among which there are about a dozen properties or projects under construction. The best of them have just been topped out, and the worst of them have just been laid.
But 90% of those houses have been sold, waiting for the subsequent construction of Hongma Homes.
With the destruction of the Hongma family, will those houses and tens of thousands of households become victims of unfinished buildings? Their houses have not been built, but they have to continue to be in debt.
At this point in time, there is no chance that any other family would be crazy enough to take over a project that makes no profit and is a pure loss.
As for the 11th district government? They are currently pretending to be dead at a press conference. Several foreign cabinet ministers bowed deeply in front of a group of reporters, and the big man showed off his "Red Bean Paste Smi Masai".
Then there was no more Dongwen.
The entire disaster relief port, material port, and price port in Tokyo went there to bow and apologize.
Bu Fei bowed and apologized to the reporter.
After bowing, pat your butt and act as if nothing happened.
Is this still the case in Tokyo as a whole?
Qiao Shuya was speechless, but he didn't remind him for the first time.
"Yao Que, please change their password. Don't reveal your identity by opening your mouth. From now on, I will call him Brother Dongfeng, and he will call me Yao Que." Qiao Shuya reminded the young apprentice who came to join in the trouble.
"After completing the task, they don't want to say things like 'The wind is tight and the wind is blowing', I can say 'Brother Dongfeng did a good job'! Is Ming Ming blushing?" Qiao Shuya turned his head, his face was in disbelief.
That "东" mask is particularly ugly.
"Where's the code for lunacy!" Yuan Zhi complained bitterly.