Cosma Empire

“What should I do now?”

Wood looked up and glanced at the Gothor sitting across from him. He didn’t know what he thought, and his brow wrinkled slightly.

He has not left here in the past few days and has been waiting for the good news that Gothor brought to him. Unfortunately, this good news may still need to continue, and the bad news will come first.

Wood knows Mrs. Vivian, it is no exaggeration to say that as one of the city’s tycoons, he is often the face that often appears in the big party banquet. However, he never said anything to others. In fact, he didn’t like it very much, because he didn’t feel how many big people respected him. They even used the nickname “Wood Wood” to ridicule him from the country.

But he had to be there again. His lifelong pursuit was in that small circle. He finally got in, and how could he leave without the slightest hesitation?

If these things didn’t happen, he might still think that one day he could embark on the road of politics, so that he spilled most of his savings on this road. He had intended to submit an application for the election at the end of the term of the two members of Tenel City two years later, but all of this was painted with a terminator a few days ago.

Some inexplicable ease in my heart, but also hatred of loss.

Some confused thoughts were quickly picked up by him. After a little sinking, he nodded and said, “You made a mistake!” Gothor looked at him very seriously. The expression was like sitting in the classroom. Seriously studying students, this makes Wood somewhat wonderfully satisfying. “You shouldn’t come out to meet Orlando, and you shouldn’t talk to him. You think he really feels the heavy pressure, and he drives the police car regardless of the criticism.” Did you get into the big swing?”

“No, you are wrong!”

“His goal is to tell everyone that he, the director of the Tenel City Regional Police Department, has come to you. Only then can he extract himself from this matter. It is not difficult to imagine, at the level of Mrs. Vivian. It is absolutely impossible for her to reach out to this gang called Kod. She doesn’t even know who this guy is, what she is, and who she is behind. So she went to Orlando, at that time, the responsibility was on Orlando’s shoulder. If you can’t find Kod and Mrs. Vivian wants to get angry, Orlando is definitely a victim.”

“But when he swayed and came to you in full view, it was equivalent to handing over the responsibility to you, and you took it with your hands like an idiot, turning this responsibility into a noose and putting it around your neck.”

Gothor’s face is ugly, in front of Wood… at least in the current situation, he doesn’t need to keep a false face, Wood is “coming over” and he can understand his mood. But what he didn’t think was that there was such a thing behind this incident, which gave Gothor a feeling of being unspeakable, just as he was fooled by himself, taking on the responsibility that was not his own.

He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and lowered his voice and asked: “I don’t want to hear this. I just want to know if I can’t find Kod, how can I get through the difficulties?”

Wood avoided answering, but instead talked about another topic, “Do you know how we deal with people like you?”, waiting for Gothor to speak, Wood continued: “We will arrange a charge for you, You are sent to a regional prison, and then an insignificant little character you have humiliated will slap you from behind you when you are not paying attention. He will add three or fifty years of imprisonment and then in the future. Time is inexplicably dying in various accidents, and you are dying in the ‘gang struggle’. There is no doubt that this is the easiest way to deal with it, and it will not cause any major disturbances. Your men will choose new ones. The leader, then revenge.”

“Oh, the trouble is solved. We have sorted out the unstable factors in the city and we have more to do.”

Just as Gothor was about to break out in the wrath, Wood raised his hand and pressed. “To solve the current trouble… How to say it, say it is difficult, in fact, it is not difficult, but it needs some means. You first You must take yourself out of this matter, as Orlando did, and push the responsibility to others. Then you have to bring the gift to Mrs. Vivian, take the initiative to admit the mistake, and then take the responsibility back and wait for it to come. ”

Wood’s suggestion made Gothor feel a little confused. Looking at the confusion in his eyes, Wood shook his head with a wry smile. “I finally calmed down in the past few days. At that time, I was really stupid. Robben clearly put the facts. Tell me, I just ignored it and made a big mistake, so don’t feel that I am stupid, I am not stupid, nor crazy!” At this time, Wood gradually wakes up from pain and impulsiveness, a few days ago. He also thought about how to retaliate back, how to expand his pain tenfold, a hundred times of revenge to the kid named Durin.

Gradually, when he calmed down, he discovered that the root of all suffering stems from himself—his mind has become stiff, but so impulsive, and these consequences have been caused.

If he can calmly sit down and talk to Durin, if the horrible death of a guy who is like a brother can be calm down as Robben asks, there may be no later things. But he is too impulsive. The survival of the upper class for many years makes him feel that the conflict between himself and Durin is a humiliation for himself. He just wants to put these shame on him as soon as possible, and ignores a lot. The details.

To a large extent, it is his responsibility.

He went on to say: “First of all, we have to introduce responsibility. This is undoubtedly a must. At the same time, you must have enough ‘responsibility’ in front of the big man, let them know that even if you are wrong, you I also bravely stood up and took up the responsibility, which will undoubtedly make them feel good about you, even if this kind of goodwill is not worth the money.”

Gothor didn’t listen to it in one sentence. He asked frowns: “What should I do?”

Wood snorted, “planting, frame, and throwing responsibility to Durin.”

“You are using my things to retaliate against that guy?” Gothor was a bit less pleasant at this time. He felt that Wood hadn’t woken up yet. He wanted to use himself to retaliate against Durin in this major event. Say you calm down?

Wood smiled and comforted Gothor. “You should do this…”