Han Huaiyi contacted him quickly.

The guy didn't even come to the door and just called Mitsui Sei and said, "Mitsui Sang, is it fun to pretend to be stupid? Don't tell me you don't know something! I'll wait for you in the big world tomorrow. Let's talk in person, hoping to resolve this conflict peacefully."

The saddest thing in the world is that you know that the other party wants to hit you, and you know how he will hit you, but you just can't hide!

You even had to give him some money before!

Is this a shame?

Mitsui Cheng cursed in anger after putting down the phone. Han Huaiyi laughed with Fei Woli and the others: "Let's continue talking about other things, I'll explain my recent discovery to you first."

In love, he called Mitsui to make trouble, but he still remembered it after taking a break from his busy schedule.

As his brother, Charlie Han naturally admired and was happy for his enemy's calmness, but if Mitsui Cheng knew about it, he would be afraid that he would vomit blood.

"With our efforts, the prosperity of the French Concession is destined."

"Because of good policies and the benign mutual relationship that has been formed, the new Shanghai plan will have more help."

"But you have noticed that the jurisdiction of the various functional departments of the Public and Directors Bureau is somewhat confusing. Of course, I just suggest that I have no doubts about Mr. Ferwoli's ability to govern."

Han Huaiyi sat in the conference room of the New Rome Investment Promotion Office and talked happily.

Fei Wolli said indifferently: "Charlie, there is no need to be polite between us, just say it."

"Okay, the administrative planning of the Public Administration is just shit."

Fewoli immediately said: "It would be better if you could be more tactful."

Everyone burst into laughter.

After laughing, Han Huaiyi and Fewoli suggested that since the merchants currently have to run around in their licenses and donations, which is extremely unfavorable, he proposed to join in on these things.

"The new Public and Directors Bureau building is under construction." Fei Woli said.

"But you still have to go to each department by department. Not all departments can be in the building. Not all business owners have relationships like you and me, or social status such as Carnegie Steel."

"Besides, many grassroots administrative personnel have a bad attitude towards the Chinese people, so I must speak out for my ethnic group."

"And you have to know that all the resentment will be attributed to you who are in this position in the end."

Fei Wolli tried to explain one sentence, but Han Huaiyi said three truths that he could not refute.

He then asked him: "If you can only choose one of the two people in the concession, which one do you choose?"

"The latter." Fei Woli said without hesitation that the compliments brought by merchants are for the benefit of the people. The praise of the people seems to be useless, but if you think rationally, you can understand how much benefit this will accumulate for your subsequent rule, personal image and reputation.

Han Huaiyi applauded: "Fewoli, I am proud of you, my brother, so I will give you a gift."

"What gift?"

"Administrative Center." Han Huaiyi stood up and wrote the phrase on the blackboard to explain: "Open a special place, so that all departments in the procedures can send people to work here."

On the blackboard, a symbol representing the people moves along the "stall".

He walked around and the matter was settled!

"The administrative center must be directly under the responsibility of the Consul General. In this way, while you are convenient for the people, you will also master the seals of the functional departments of the vast majority of departments and establish a good image of considering everything for the people." After Han Huaiyi said that, he saw that Fei Woli didn't know where to find a notebook and a pen, and was brushing the notes there.

"Charlie, you are really not a human being." The old ruffian muttered while recording sloppyly.

He was very sensitive to discovering the great benefits of implementing this matter to him from Han Huaiyi's suggestions.

After he finished writing, he looked up and said, "What else? What other good ideas?"

Han Huaiyi suddenly reached out and pulled away his notebook: "Let me see first, what exactly is there in your thing."

"This is my privacy!" Fei Woli was anxious, but it was too late because Han Huaiyi's face was dark.

Why is this guy like a fish? He writes all kinds of birds on it?

He didn't understand the messy French, but the English sentiment was very eye-catching.

The most eye-catching sentence: "If I had a daughter, I would definitely let her marry this asshole Charlie."

Flipping, Han Huaiyi threw the notebook to him in anger: "Fewoli, if you have a daughter, you should be in your thirties. I treat you as a brother with all my heart. Are you actually going to find an aunt to sleep with me?"

"What did Fewoli write?" Jason asked curiously. As soon as Han Huaiyi said the content, everyone laughed and collapsed.

Fevorli shrugged: "This means I love Charlie quite well."

Han Huaiyi continued: "Okay, putting aside the age gap, I actually agree with Fei Woli's idea, that is, the brotherhood must continue forever, and our descendants should maintain a certain degree of marriage! Of course, this is still a bit distant thing for me. But you can come first."

"Good, the European royal family is like this." Boseman praised.

"It must be legal and ethical and capable of thriving offspring. I would like to remind you Mr. Boseman that your son Hesse has been a little close to my sissy captain Padro recently!"

"Charlie, I've been very upset about this."

"I'll introduce him to a friend, Bai Qi, who has the talent to turn a saint into a slut, a professor into a beast. Your son will be better. As long as you don't object, I will make him the king of Babylon."

The next morning, Han Huaiyi assigned Bai Qi a great task.

Then he called Hesse again: "Boy, from today on I will let you take responsibility for one more thing. Follow him to choose the seven princesses in the Garden of Babylon as soon as possible!"

When Hesse understood the meaning and wanted to refuse, Han Huaiyi showed off his murderous aura: "Do you want to disobey my order?"

"No, no, Charlie, I listen to you, but I..."

"It's a must, it's not negotiable."

After Han Huaiyi left, Bai Qi surrounded Hesse and said, "You foreigners are sick, are you not allowed? Are you not good at it? Liu Jingrong, translator!"

Liu Jingrong was the follower who Jiang Wenwu gave to them.

Because Bai Qi and others cannot communicate directly with foreigners.

But they must communicate well.

After Liu Jingrong translated, Hesai angrily whined. Bai Qi knew that this guy was reluctant without waiting for the translation, but he sneered and touched the secret medicine bag in his pocket.

Fight with me? Three grams! Just three grams, I will make you want to arch the sow when you see it!
Chapter completed!