~~      From the outside, Paul Bremer's image is simply a cunning and treacherous calculator.

It has a concave curved nose bridge, a pointed and narrow forehead, a flat chin and slightly protruding, and has very few hair, but it is hard to maintain sparse integrity under the fixation of mousse. It is thin and the joints of fingers are very large. Especially the eyes hiding behind the black wide-edged lenses always maintain a slight slit. Only under the cover of such an appearance can he carefully observe his opponent's every move, but avoid the other party from scrutinizing his eyes and detecting his inner intentions and **.

Despite this, few people criticize this guy with Jewish descent. Because he is not only one of the top leaders of the Pluto administration, but also has the position of the God Party as a member of the department organization. Naturally, whenever Paul Bremer is mentioned from the crowd, he will always be associated with various praise words. And his cunning and insidious appearance has also been changed to synonyms such as "smart and capable, hardworking day and night for work..."

When I first saw the news about the planet AG64, Bremer had already concluded that this place, which is called the "barren planet" on the reporting form, must have produced some kind of change that outsiders cannot detect. Although judging from the relevant data of the "Light of Hope" military region, it has only been less than two years since it became a garrison area, and soldiers, weapons, and basic settings are extremely lacking. However, these superficial things will become floating objects that cover up the truth.

Bremer didn't believe in the so-called information at all - the "Torch" Mining Company. A large consortium with billions of assets would actually run to a planet full of criminals and industrial civilians to develop entertainment projects? I'm afraid only ghosts will believe this kind of thing.

According to his years of experience in officialdom, this must be the product of the combination of local garrison officials, merchants and bandits. Only in this way can we explain why a luxurious and luxurious gold-selling cave suddenly appeared on the edge of pirates and murderers.

"The interests of the government must not be subject to any loss—"

This is Bremer's catchphrase and the basis for his request to conduct administrative qualification review on the planet AG64.

As Zhao Yi judged, the members of the review team were from institutions under the civil affairs department. They were all Bremer's confidants. The only task these people were to accurately calculate the amount of actual local income and then issue the amount of levy on ag64 in proportion.

Although, the only area that can produce benefits at present is Novo Minsk.

Of course, there is no need to declare "small things" like this to the Federal Parliament. After all, from all aspects, this planet does not meet the standards of tax collection. As for the money collected, it usually takes the name of "employee benefits" to make everyone's interests equal. The largest share is naturally a shrewd-minded, clear-minded, strictly prohibited attitude and correct style of god Bremer.

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For security reasons, Bremer did not choose ordinary civilian spacecraft, but instead rode a military warship stationed by "Light of Hope" and entered the border under the escort of patrols. Soon, he felt the biggest difference between the area and the administrative star area.

From the time I entered the planetary channel of AG64, the monitors inside the ship detected that about five thousand kilometers away from the fleet, several black cruisers painted with skeleton logos were moving slowly. They were like a group of ghosts, hiding in the depths of the universe, staring at these outsiders who had entered their territory without permission with their illusory eyes that could see through everything.

"That's the pirate's surveillance ship."

Faced with the passengers' doubts, the captain of the patrol fleet, a major affiliated with "Light of Hope", explained: "These guys are scattered in various critical positions in the waterway. Once valuable prey is found, a large group of attack troops can be summoned immediately. Under normal circumstances, they will never provoke military spacecraft. We will not launch attacks. They are all modified and extremely fast high-speed ships. In just a few minutes, they can escape without a trace."

Despite this, Bremer still felt uneasy. It was as if someone was sleeping on the roof outside the window aimed a gun at your head. Although the trigger was not pulled, it would never be possible for you to sleep peacefully.

It was not until the moment when the planet AG64 planet Universe Port that Bremer's hanging heart finally fell down. Especially when he took the champagne from the reception girl, his greed for money once again occupied all his thinking.

"Hmm? What is this?"

The sweet liquid flowed like a moment in the mouth. Bremer noticed that on the beautiful blue uniform of the reception girl, there was a quaint sword in her sleeve, with a pattern of deformed flame marks.

"This is the mark of the "Torch" mining company."

The girl smiled and replied sweetly: "Welcome to ag64. Our company will provide you with the most satisfactory service."

"Company? Humph! Go and lie--"

In Bremer's mind, he had regarded ag64 as the biggest sample of collusion between officials and businessmen. Therefore, in his opinion, the girl's explanation seemed to be unstoppable here. At the moment, he looked cold and did not say a word, and took a group of entourage behind him and boarded the tour bus.

Like tourists who came to Novo Minsk for the first time, the special scenery in the tourist area made everyone, including Bremer. While enjoying the welcome of countless beauties, Bremer was also excited to think about how much benefits he could get from this seemingly abundant place...

Half an hour later, when the tour bus was filled with beautiful rings and enthusiastic kisses, he stopped at the doorstep of the "Empire" hotel, and the arrogant officials walked into the luxurious vestibule under the guidance of the doorman. Bremer's confidence was also hit hard for the first time.

"We have twenty people, and we need a total of nineteen luxury suites and a presidential suite. The dining standards are arranged according to the highest specifications. Especially in terms of alcohol, it takes at least twenty years of age to have a "Lafite"."

The lowest level of all officials, temporarily acting as a liaison officer with the hotel.

Hearing this, the hotel receptionist couldn't help looking at each other.

Obviously, these arrogant guys in front of you must be rich big customers. The question is, since so many people are staying in, why not book a room in advance through the Internet system?

At this moment, a scene that shocked all the clerks.

The official took out his work permit from his pocket on his chest, and threw it on the stage with a signature and seal from the Ministry of Civil Affairs and threw it on the stage, saying arrogantly: "Leave this to the highest administrative officer of the garrison area and notify him to come and check the bill for us at that time."

No one spoke, and no one reached out to pick up the thin piece of letter paper.

After a long time, a hotel foreman who came to his senses gently pushed the letter to the side, placed a small monitor on the table, pointed to a series of striking numbers on it and said: "Sir, all rooms are ready. According to the regulations of this hotel, you must pay 6.84 million federal standard currency in advance. Of course, you can choose any payment method such as cash or credit card."

"Don't you understand what I said?"

The official corrected the letter of introduction again and pointed to the red seal on it and said angrily: "Look clearly, this is the seal of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. We are all formal members of the federal government and are members of the Dod Party. I have already said - notify the highest administrative officer of the garrison area here to come and pay. This is our power, do you understand?"

"Sir, you must pay first, as per the rules."

The hotel foreman had a smile on his face, without any intention of giving in.

"Damn it! How many times did you want me to say it? The signature of the Ministry of Civil Affairs is money-"

Perhaps because he was so angry that the official waved his fists in anger: "We are the direct superiors of the planet's garrison area. They have an obligation to pay the reception fee. In this way, I will write you a note, and you can take it and go to the garrison officer here to ask for money."

As he said that, he reached out to get the paper and pen on the counter, but was snatched by the fast-eyed foreman.

"Sorry, our store does not accept credit. All the items in the store are only for guests who check in."

The foreman held his face tight, put away his smile, and said coldly: "Sir, if you need to check in, please pay 8.64 million Federal Standard Currency now. Otherwise, please go out with your companions. Don't hinder other guests from resting."

"Do you know who I am?"

The official was furious and pointed at the other party and cursed: "I am a senior official of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and a full member of God. If you don't open this room today, do you believe it or not, I will have someone block this hotel?"

"Store closed?"

The foreman smiled coldly. Then he picked up the telephone and pressed the keyboard hard. He shouted in a clear and loud enough: "Security, someone is making trouble in the hall. Please come and support quickly."

Soon, a team of burly and strong men wearing black uniforms trotted over. The first one grabbed the official's collar and threw him to the ground. He shouted sternly: "I dare to make trouble in the "Empire" hotel, I think you don't want to live."

Seeing this, everyone, including Bremer, surrounded him.

"Stop it all--"

Bremer, with a gloomy face, walked into the crowd and looked around and said, "Who is the hotel's head here?"

"May I ask, are you doing something?" The foreman walked over from behind the counter and asked coldly.

"Can you help me contact the local garrison officer?"

Bremer took out his ID and handed it over: "As long as he is there, things will be much easier."

"Sorry, there are no so-called garrison officers here."

The foreman looked at it and shook his ID sarcastically: "Commissioner God, I'm so disrespectful. But you probably got the wrong place. This is not the administrative planet where you issued the order, but a five-star hotel under the jurisdiction of the "Torch" mining company. If you and your companions can't get enough deposits, you can only go to the streets. You must know that there are no places like charities or welfare houses. No matter what size, you must have money to check in. Don't forget, this is ag64, and it is New Minsk--"

"you--"

Bremer held back his anger and stared at the foreman for a long time. Then he squeezed out a harsh word from his teeth.

"Let's see--"

......

Colonial base. Central control room.

"When do you think these guys will stay?"

Looking at Bremer and his group who came out of the "Empress" Hotel on the surveillance screen, Zhang Xiaoxian leaned on Zhao Yi, clamped the delicate goblet with her slender fingers, gently sucked the crystal red wine liquid in it, and asked with a smile.

"The genius knows-"

Zhao Yi shrugged indifferently: "Maybe, these guys want to stay here //The fastest text update is no ads //It is not necessarily a beggar."

"Haha! Beggar? You really have you. You know, among these people, the highest level, are comparable to the general's deputy ministerial-level officials!" Zhang Xiaoxian pressed the tip of his nose mischievously.

"That's not something I can do."

Looking at the screen, Zhao Yi laughed sarcastically: "I don't have the final say in ag64 now. In addition to the two guys Roger and Difoni, there is also Yin Sen. No one can give me any face in the tourist area. After all, from a legal perspective, they are the shareholders here... This is how the world is - if you talk to these so-called god/party/members **Lu, they will be hooligans to you. Since that's the case, let me be hooligans and let them go to **Lu. Hahahaha!"

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After spending a week in the tourist area, Bremer was a year old.

It’s not that he has no money. As a senior official of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, he has assets of up to tens of millions of yuan and has enough cash and credit cards in his pocket at any time.

According to his plan, this ag64 trip should be an extremely pleasant and satisfying vacation.

On the surface, this is indeed the case.

The prosperity of the tourist area of ​​Novo Minsk is far beyond Bremer's imagination. Even the officials of all sizes and sizes who accompany him were shocked by the powerful throughput of money here.

According to their estimates, the normal monthly balance of tourist areas is at least more than 100 million federal general currency. Moreover, as the development efforts continue to increase and the number of tourists coming and going, this number will continue to expand.

If Zhao Yi or any member of the colonial base knew this, he would definitely admire the officials' strong computing power. You should know that this number is almost exactly the same as the content of the rose report form.

Of course, this is also one of the prominent characteristics of the officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. They are always able to make the most correct estimates of the money in other people's pockets, and also make the most pertinent evaluation and affirmation of other people's wives. Whenever the media talks about their property and income, they always avoid and vaguely talk. As for the wives in each family... without exception, a synonym for "yellow-faced wives" will be added.

Although the hotel where Bremer and others are not as good as the "Emraised" facilities and services, it is not as good as that of "Emraised". However, Bremer always has anger that there is no place to go.

The reason is very simple - the money for food and accommodation is all his own. This is the first time he has encountered this situation since he climbed to this position.

"You must find that damn guard zone-"

This is not only his personal belief, but also the most urgent hope of all entouragers.

Officials who are used to being dedicated to the administrative star have retained their temper and official spirit to the greatest extent. In their opinion, such actions are completely logical. After all, this is the garrison area of ​​the Human Federation and its subordinate organization. According to their own official rank, eating, sleeping, and playing with women, you can take it as if you are not paid. Although the real environment is forcing them to change their fixed thinking, long-term habits make them subconsciously treat this place as their administrative star.

It should be admitted that the officials' thinking is normal. With the experience of the "Embrance" hotel, they did find that the tourist areas are different from other areas. However, it is indeed difficult to change things like "habits". Especially in some special circumstances, they naturally overlap their identities with their imagined environments. Unconsciously, they turned back into the superiors on the administrative star.

At noon, while the officials were dining in the hotel, they broke the waitress's head with the dishes on the table due to a small dispute. Even Bremer himself did not realize that a terrible disaster was about to come.

The arrogant and domineering over the past few days has caused dissatisfaction among almost all service staff. This thing that seems too small has become the fuse for everyone's anger.

The officials didn't seem to notice this. In their opinion, this was just a little friction. At worst, you could just pay a few dollars to get things done. If it was an executive star... Mom, pay money? I must throw the little guy who accidentally splashed out soup and dirty my clothes and threw it out to feed the dog.

The thinking of officials is indeed different from that of ordinary people. But they have forgotten something crucial - here is Neominsk, ag64, and a distant ore planet.

Here, no one will agree with federal law.

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"Tsk tsk! These guys are really his/her mother/**--"

Jameson, wearing a black imitation leather vest, sat in front of the electronic surveillance screen, staring at the officials who were tantrums in the hotel restaurant on the screen, while pulling the chains on his hands hard.

According to Zhao Yi's order, these civil officials will be treated with his most "dive" care in the next days.

"I don't pay for food, I don't want to pay for prostitution, hey! I don't even want to pay for money for the usual car trip... Mom! Are these guys really federal government officials? Why do I feel like a group of uneducated bandits?"

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Chapter completed!