"Can someone from the NCPD do something like this?"

Arthur picked up the coffee that had been prepared for him on the table and took a sip and asked with some confusion.

The middle-aged Asian man opposite shrugged indifferently, then picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"At least part of it will be used for the construction of Night City."

Arthur nodded and then added: "Well, I believe it is about one percent, right?"

The middle-aged Asian man thought for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head and immediately denied it.

“At least the people under my command will be happier after getting the money, and their efficiency will become much higher.

Which is to say that Arthur couldn't refute it.

"By the way, shouldn't you be on the side of justice?"

The middle-aged Asian man was stunned for a moment and put the coffee cup in his hand on the table.

"I thought Mr. Arthur knew that this place is a cesspit and there is no justice."

"And even if we don't do it, someone will do it. The citizens of Night City are like a leek, someone will harvest it every once in a while, either us or someone else."

"If you are harvested by others, it really goes into your pocket. If you are harvested by us, it is like paying taxes."

The middle-aged Asian man picked up the fried noodles on the table and ate them while talking about his absurd reasoning.

While eating, he didn't forget to introduce himself to Arthur: "My surname is Han. I'm...well, I'm the person in charge of something."

Arthur nodded and said nothing more, but at this moment, Yinwei suddenly appeared.

"You use rumors to fool the people again and again, so you are not afraid of the day they..."

David's voice was not loud, but there was anger in it, but in Arthur's opinion, this anger was more like anger.

Not rational at all.

Arthur did not stop smoking his cigarette quietly, waiting for society to give his good boy a big mouth.

Mr. Han raised his head and glanced at Arthur's big boy and said, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that they will wake up one day?"

"You are not afraid of being laughed at by others when you say something like this. Don't be ridiculous, young man. Look at your father. He is very smart."

Although he was praised, Arthur was not happy at all.

After rolling his eyes, he didn't say anything and continued to wait for Mr. Han opposite him to teach his good boy a lesson.

"When you live in this world for a long time, you will find that the number of people who believe in rumors will always be greater than the people who believe in the truth."

"In fact, there is no need for things like network warehouses because network viruses attack Night City every day. Even if there is no network cabin in Night City, Atlanta's network cabin can reach Night City within three days. Then you can buy whatever you want. How can I buy it, and it’s still at the original price.”

"Do you believe this or not?"

While eating fried rice noodles, Mr. Han looked at the young man opposite him who had just left society and was inexperienced in the world.

David hesitated for a moment and nodded immediately. He was well educated and his knowledge told him that this was correct.

But after stealing from David's shop, Mr. Han immediately showed a smile, and then laughed with a mocking look.

"Do you really believe it?"

"..."

"You hesitated again, look... tut!"

Wei was like a newly born baby, being rounded, flattened and handled at will.

Seeing David's unbelievable and helpless look, Arthur couldn't help but pat him and ask him to sit next to him.

By the way, Arthur also asked the waiter for a cup of coffee for his eldest son.

"You still have a lot to learn. Today's lesson is called going with the flow! Go over and have a cup of coffee to calm down. Let your dad and I take care of things here.

Arthur comforted his eldest son a little to prevent him from being over-stimulated and went home to find a rope to hang himself.

After all, sometimes realizing the truth of the world is a very cruel thing.

At least there will be two nights where I can't sleep, thinking in my mind about how to refute what happened before.

The more I can't think of it, the more frustrated I feel, and the more frustrated I am, the more I can't sleep.

However, living in this world is always imperfect.

Arthur thought it would be better to get used to it more.

"I have to say that you guys really have business acumen, but this time you went too far. I guess you stopped in time."

"Otherwise I may need to uproot your line."

Mr. Han paused for a moment when he heard this and then continued eating his fried rice noodles.

His back was soaked with cold sweat.

Of course he understood that what Arthur said did not represent himself but the forces behind him.

Although his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

At least he survived, right?

"..There is no way. Now the bureau is short of funds, and the mayor has no way to use the budget, so we can only make some money ourselves.

Mr. Han gave himself a little justification. At this moment, a man wearing a hat, scarf and coat came out from behind Arthur and sat next to Arthur.

"Although the way we do things is a bit arrogant, I guarantee that every penny earned from this is what Ncpd members should get!"

"At least they deserve this income!"

Arthur was originally wondering who the big fat man next to him was, but he was startled when he heard the sound.

Oh, good guy, this is Mayor Lucius.

It’s only been a few days since we last said goodbye, and today I’m waiting for you here specifically to find out what the other person is...

"Oh, why didn't I know that high-level government officials still have connections with the middlemen?"

After hearing this, Lucius couldn't help complaining and said: "If the top management of Night City does not have the contact information of the middleman, then they are in trouble!"

"If such a day (Zhao's good day) really happens, I think the sun must rise from the west."

Lucius took the coffee from the table before him, took a sip, and said with some sigh: "It used to be difficult to drink coffee in a place like this. Although it is artificially made, it is still better than nothing." ."

After Arthur heard Lucius's words, he really had no idea at all, because the other person's words were nominally about remembering the past, but in fact they were vaguely mentioning his achievements to Arthur.

You can't believe a word of this kind of people, because they hide deeper than corporate dogs.

People who are corporate dogs only need to face their colleagues and bosses.

But these people have to face the company dogs, as well as their colleagues and bosses, and the ordinary people below.

These things are all practiced time and time again. If there is still Hollywood now, people like Lucius are definitely worthy of a statuette. .

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