My boss betrayed me

Chapter 109 Mafia



Chapter 109 Mafia

So, Nangong Yue left a heartfelt note for Liuli, picked up her coat, and hurriedly followed Fang Baiyun downstairs.

Fang Baiyun drove that old car back and forth between restaurants of all sizes in the district, performing his sacred duties meticulously and conscientiously.

Most people are happy to donate generously to their own national festivals, and their enthusiasm is unstoppable.

However, there were also moments so embarrassing that one could dig a castle out of it with one's toes. As soon as Fang Baiyun entered the door, the owner threw a sentence in his face: "Again?" and then stuffed the money into his hand with a cold face. His attitude was completely as if he was dismissing a beggar. This behavior was enough to petrify people on the spot.

Sitting in the car, Nangong Yue couldn't help but complain at full speed: "You are just asking for trouble. I didn't expect that you have such a high level of ideological awareness. I am convinced by you without even leaning against the wall. I am convinced in bold letters!"

"People have all kinds of different ways of living." Fang Baiyun responded slowly while driving. "I heard that Liuli's work is not going well. She hasn't made any business so far. This is really miserable and lame."

"Mu Chu said that as long as Liuli doesn't make any big mistakes, it'll be fine." Nangong Yue said, then changed the subject and wondered in her heart: "Could it be that Fang Baiyun is interested in Liuli?" She said, "I see that you care about Liuli very much, do you have any ulterior motives? I might be able to help a little bit with this, don't hide it."

"You can't take this as a joke." Fang Baiyun's face suddenly turned red like a ripe tomato, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. "I'm like a stray dog ​​now. I have no foundation and can't think about anything. It's so hard for me. I feel so miserable."

Nangong Yue said: "I think you are the same as Li Yichen. You are too difficult to serve. It is really a headache and troublesome."

At this moment, a car slowly drove past the gate of the Rome Foreign Affairs Police Station. Nangong Yue saw hundreds of Longteng people sitting quietly in front of the gate like a curious baby, and couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Ye, what are they doing?"

“Protest the British police for delaying the residence applications and visa extensions of Longteng people!”

Fang Baiyun was concentrating and skillfully controlling the steering wheel while he was complaining loudly with anger.

"Many Longteng people only have one year of residence. The police will delay the review of their extension applications for as long as possible. It is common to delay it for half a year. Some even have no news for a whole year.

This is simply pushing them to a dead end. Their work and life have been messed up. It is a completely horrifying nightmare. The troubles they have suffered are simply countless like the stars!"

"Why is this happening?"

Nangong Yue's face was filled with deep confusion. She blinked her bright eyes and asked eagerly with curiosity.

"What?"

Fang Baiyun held the steering wheel, shook his head helplessly, and said with a look of sorrow that seemed to drip water.

"You are writing a novel about women's equal rights, a theme that seems very noble on the surface, but is actually a bit unrealistic.

If you look carefully at this complex and ever-changing world, you will find that the gap between strong and weak countries is like an unfathomable chasm; the distribution of wealth between rich and poor countries is simply as different as heaven and earth.

Equality? Don't even think about it. It's simply "I really can't do it!" There is no equality between ethnic groups, and there are even more clear levels between men, just like the bronze rookie and the king god in the game, there is no comparison at all.

Just like now, you, Nangong Yue, are sitting in the car leisurely and comfortable, while those men are sitting at the door of the police station with gloomy eyes. Can they be equal? ​​The gap is like one is free and easy in the clouds, while the other is struggling in the bottomless quagmire. There is no comparison at all!

Can the president's daughter and the father of a girl who has dropped out of school be equal? ​​In this world that is so realistic and almost cruel, if you want to find equality in any corner, it is pure wishful thinking and fantasy! "

"So, my topic was originally redundant?"

Nangong Yue asked with a frown on her face, looking worried, her voice trembling like a leaf in the wind.

"That's not it."

Fang Baiyun said,

“Culture is something mysterious and confusing, and since ancient times it has been divided into academic and practical types.

If you live your life in an academic way, you will definitely get hurt and end up in a miserable and horrible situation. If you write books in a practical way, you are just treading on the edge of crime and will be "sprayed" by spit in every minute.

People who can skillfully find that exquisite balance between the two are usually regarded as "god-level" by society. "

Nangong Yue said:

"There is a question that I have been too shy to ask, like a little rabbit in my heart, but today seems to be the perfect time to ask it.

Could you tell me honestly and without reservation what earth-shattering and miraculous operation you used to get us in during this extraordinary period when Britain's immigration policy was outrageously harsh?

What kind of shocking and unimaginable price was paid?

Wouldn't the price be a bloody loss, too horrible to bear?"

Fang Baiyun drove the car with great concentration. He was silent for a long time, as if he was struggling fiercely in his heart. Then he slowly said:

"You shouldn't bring up this question that makes me feel so embarrassed and anxious. I can only tell you this: don't imagine me as a pure good person. I don't have the courage to label myself that way. I'm not a 'superhero' who can do everything and call the shots."

"I'm sorry, let's talk about something else."

Nangong Yue said,

"According to the Longteng people's publications, the British police equated the Longteng people with the Mafia. The British Mafia is world-famous and well-known to everyone.

Do you think the Longteng Chinese Gang here can really be compared with the Mafia? This is too outrageous and absurd!"

"joke."

Fang Baiyun said,

"I understand the key to your curiosity, but you overestimate me. I am not so powerful and omnipotent."

Then, Fang Baiyun gave Nangong Yue a detailed introduction to the general situation of the "Mafia" -

The British Mafia, also known as the Mafia, has a long history dating back to the 16th century. Its organization is almost all over the world, and its sphere of influence is jaw-dropping. There are both shady and despicable illegal operations and seemingly legal and compliant investment projects.

Illegal transactions are varied and cover many forms, including assassination, drug trafficking, counterfeit currency, arms, bribery, smuggling, money laundering, etc. There is nothing they dare not get involved in, except what you can't think of.

Some even said that the thirteenth member of the European Community is Mafia, which shows that its economic strength is so strong that it is astonishing, and its complex and intertwined political power is so strong that it is beyond the sky.

In recent years, the Mafia has assassinated many British judges. The most sensational and shocking incidents are: Livatino in 1990, Falconi in 1992, and Bercellino in the same year. These two judges who specialized in fighting the Mafia to the end were brutally murdered.


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