Han Ying's words are very utilitarian, but they are in line with Zhang Jiao's appetite for "reality".

He nodded deeply and said, "Guest Han is a smart person, and he thinks about all kinds of problems very wisely."

When Han Ying heard this, he continued to stuff the mutton with oil all over his mouth, and smiled without comment and said, "Boss, after you go up to the level, I will have to worry about my brother Jinbao."

Zhang Jiao showed a expression like eating a bed bug, and curled his lips and said, "I'll take back what I said just now.

When it comes to looking at men, you really don’t have much vision or brain.

I really don’t understand what Zhou Jinbao has to do, it makes you so fascinated.

He is handsome but not handsome, but he has no meaning and is short-sighted when he sees things.

For your sake, I gave him two or three chances, but he wasted them all.

In terms of ability, ability is to work until death as the section chief of the General Affairs Office of the Kashgar Government, and it is completely impossible to support the mud."

"Love depends on the heart, not the brain." Han Ying looked up at Zhang Jiao's eyes and explained seriously: "I have been sure that I will be with Brother Jin Bao in this life since I was a child, so..."

"Oh, okay, okay, after I become a member of Congress, I will say hello to Kashgar." Zhang Jiao impatiently entangled with these little love affairs, waved his hand and interjected.

According to the provisions of Yiyuan's Constitution, there are a total of 999 seats in Congress, which seems to be a lot, but because it is necessary to consider the tax contributions, economic strength and regional balance of each locality, the distribution is extremely uneven.

The so-called "Three Capitals" including the capital Rigodan occupy half of the seats in Congress.

Many border towns have national defense obligations, and are obviously small in size, but they also have independent seats in Congress, which accounts for half of them.

So even Yiyuan's veritable seventh largest city, Kashgar has only two seats allocated in the parliament.

It is considered the only two representatives of local voices at the central government level, and it is of great importance.

The influence in the hearts of the local general public is still above the mayor and the speaker, and it has a heavy weight to manipulate the people's hearts and influence local elections.

So anyone will give face if he says something.

Han Ying knew this truth, and when he heard Zhang Jiao promise, he stopped staring at him, lowered his head and continued to eat and drink.

But his mouth kept muttering: "Speaking of the right to speak of Yiyuan local government at the central level, it is really too weak.

I heard that Rigodan, Dunsong, Xianyang, and the executive head of a district, the Speaker of the Councillor dared to slap the table in front of the members of Congress, but our mayor, the Speaker of Yiyuan, can be regarded as a charming person when facing the members of Congress."

"Don't say it's so ugly, is it respect?" Zhang Jiao waved his hand and said proudly: "Besides, didn't you just say that I might be elected as the chairman of the 'Military Liaison Committee' of Congress.

Yiyuan has a total of 12 committees within the parliament, and has become one of them. From a macro perspective, he can be called the superior of Kashgar local politicians.

What's wrong with me?

He originally thought that according to Han Ying's tone, he would definitely be choking again, but he didn't expect that this time she nodded in approval, "That's true.

From now on, the military forces will inevitably rise in Yiyuan in full swing.

If you are really elected as the chairman of the "Military Liaison Committee", as the most important link between the military and Congress, it will be extremely important even at the central level.

So boss, you must hold on to Lu Wenrui, the thigh of the young military sect’s tide.”

"I have become his younger brother, what else can I do?" Zhang Jiao curled his lips and lowered his voice.

Han Ying was silent for a while after hearing this, and suddenly asked softly: "Mr., what kind of person do you think Lu Wenrui is?"

"I borrow a sentence you just evaluated me. It's either a sage or a traitor or a traitor or a evil person." Zhang Jiao smiled and said half-true.

"From his growth trajectory, as long as he doesn't do it, he will definitely become Yi Yuanzhengqing." Han Ying smiled silently and asked again: "But Lu Wenrui is still fighting so hard now. Do you think it will be a noble sentiment of a sage?"

"What the hell do you want to say, Consultant Han, don't play puzzles with me?" Zhang Jiao waved his hand and asked back.

"Since you told me that I had become a potential political allies with Lu Wenrui," Han Ying said carefully, "I have made personal deductions to this extremely glorious Yiyuan military god.

It turned out that his ultimate goal was 87.12% to overthrow Yiyuan's existing system and become a dictator who was single-handedly in power."

Zhang Jiao was stunned when he heard this. After a while, he murmured to himself: "According to Yi Yuan's current political system, although Zhengqing is in charge of the country, he has no legislative or military rights. No, even if he has complete administrative power, he will not control it.

Moreover, according to the constitution, if you have one election for five years, you will have to get out if you are re-elected for two terms.

According to Lu Wenrui's current public expectations, it is almost a foregone conclusion that he will be appointed as Zhengqing without any major accidents.

Being a 10-year-old in his early 50s, he was successful and released to the south. What should I do for the remaining few hundred years of this life?

Not bad, not bad, it’s fun to be a dictator!

This explains why he is so calm and seems indifferent to fame and fortune and devotes himself to the country.

Tsk tsk, this scum..."

Han Ying, who was standing beside him, suddenly smiled and interrupted, "Did you think of it together with you?"

"Hey!" Zhang Jiao came back to his senses in a daze, and smiled dryly and said, "What are you kidding? How can I compare to Lu Wenrui?

He was from the ancient tyrant family of Yiyuanchuan, and there were countless close ranks in the political, commercial and military circles.

I am a nouveau riche who fled from abroad, and I have no family background at all…”

As he spoke, he paused in front of Han Ying's face, and turned his mind and said in a depressed manner: "Consultant Han, you won't deduce me too, right?"

"That's not, it's just a feeling." Han Ying smiled and said, "But my intuition has never worked, so I just said it was just a joke.

In short, since Lu Wenrui plans to be a dictator, his true personality must be very arbitrary. His current magnanimity is not just a show, but he has to do it.

You can grasp the way you get along with him so that you will not be rejected or even liquidated in the future.

Wait for the opportunity, or be a lackey in front of him all your life, or change the situation and replace it."

When Zhang Jiao heard this, his eyebrows suddenly burst into laughter and waved his hand and said, "One of us is a member of Congress who has not been elected yet, and the other is a Chief Affairs Officer of Congress who has not yet taken office. In fact, it is equivalent to a white-de-die in the political arena.

But it is so funny to talk about Yi Yuan’s future changes in national destiny here, and it seems so serious.
Chapter completed!