Let's start by analyzing the sun

After the city supervisor's dinner banquet.

Cheng Han immediately became a rising star.

Using the identity of "Bazaar," he moved out of the tree-hole cluster where the lower-class poor gathered.

However.

Cheng Han did not move into the high-end residential area on the upper level of the Sky Tower Qingluo, even though the city supervisor's office had allocated him a rather beautiful residence.

He chose to live in a mid-to-low-end civilian community, living with many Qingluo civilians.

This was another maverick behavior.

It was also a necessary thing.

Because Bazaar's persona was—the leader of the Qingluo people, striving to win benefits for the Qingluo people, and also willing to compromise with the Wan Hao tribe.

In a nutshell.

This was a path of peaceful struggle.

Since he decided to be a leader, how could he break away from the Qingluo community?

The next day.

When Cheng Han stepped into the conscription office again, he was greeted by a hostile gaze, and all these people were Qingluo people.

There was no other reason.

His proposal to the city supervisor to send conscripts to the battlefield directly offended everyone.

Inside the director's office.

The secretary reported a piece of gossip: "Your Excellency, Deputy Director Bazaar's chair leg was deliberately broken, and he almost fell when he sat down."

"Pfft!"

The director spat out a mouthful of tea, his face twitching: "Which bastard is so insidious?"

He immediately asked: "What was Deputy Director Bazaar's reaction?"

The secretary's expression was a little strange: "Deputy Director didn't say anything, he carried the chair out of the conscription office and went to a repair shop to fix the chair."

The director was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was the only option: "In the entire conscription office, it is estimated that no Qingluo people are willing to repair the chair for him."

The secretary then asked: "Your Excellency, this must be some people deliberately disgusting the deputy director, do we need to find these guys?"

The director pondered for a moment and rejected his subordinate's suggestion: "Let's wait and see!"

The secretary's tone was a little sympathetic: "From now on, Deputy Director Bazaar probably won't be able to call anyone, and his work will definitely be very difficult."

This person thought to himself that if he were in this situation, he would probably have no choice but to leave obediently.

But the director shook his head: "No, I believe that with Deputy Director Bazaar's outstanding talent, he will definitely be able to solve this matter easily."

He paused, with a look of anticipation: "I have a hunch that his means of solving this matter will be very exciting."

The secretary was dubious.

The director didn't say much, just instructed: "You pay close attention to this matter."

The secretary quickly responded: "Understood."

*

Half an hour later.

The secretary reported the latest situation: "After Deputy Director Bazaar repaired the chair, he did not return to the conscription office, but went to a Qingluo people gathering area to visit."

The director was a little dumbfounded: "Visiting?"

He became more curious: "Go and find out what's going on, what is Deputy Director Bazaar doing?"

The secretary took the order and left.

A full hour passed.

The secretary returned: "Your Excellency, Deputy Director Bazaar is seeing doctors for the elderly and children in the community, and chatting with people by the way."

The director was even more curious: "Bazaar has this skill?"

The secretary nodded: "The person I sent to inquire said that Deputy Director Bazaar's medical skills are quite good, he can accurately say what is wrong with the old people's bodies after a few glances."

The director's eyes flickered: "Treating diseases should be Deputy Director Bazaar's means of building relationships, the content of the chat is the key."

He ordered again: "Go and find out again."

The secretary became a delivery boy, so he had to go and find out the situation again.

Until noon.

The secretary finally reported the result: "Your Excellency, Deputy Director Bazaar plans to establish a Qingluo people's 'mutual aid cooperative'.

"The deputy director seems to want to use this as a bargaining chip to apply to the city supervisor's office for certain materials and financial assistance to help the gathering area improve living conditions.

"In return, the gathering area is willing to draw a part of the young and middle-aged people to accept the conscription of the conscription office and join the city's new army."

The director asked: "What specific promises did the deputy director make?"

The secretary was prepared and quickly replied: "Repairing the houses and roads in the gathering area, establishing medical facilities, and providing basic living materials for the extremely poor."

The director took a breath: "Amazing."

Anyone with a brain would know that the Qingluo people would be moved by such conditions.

What's more, this is just an extra benefit, and the families of the conscripted Qingluo people will have even more favorable conditions.

And from the perspective of the city supervisor's office, the above are not excessive conditions.

As long as the Qingluo people actively join the army, the city supervisor's office is also willing to pay a certain price.

On the other hand.

If the Qingluo people live a better life, the unstable factors in the city will also be greatly reduced.

The director gave his judgment: "His Excellency the city supervisor will definitely accept this condition."

His expression became a little subtle: "If Deputy Director Bazaar continues to do this, it seems that there is no need for the conscription office to exist."

The secretary nodded and added in his heart: It seems that there is no need for you, the director, to exist.

The director coughed a little awkwardly: "Deputy Director Bazaar's temper is a little bit irritable."

This was a bit inexplicable.

But the secretary understood it as soon as he heard it.

The director was actually sighing that he had chosen to stand by and did not severely punish those who deliberately disgusted the deputy director.

The deputy director was very dissatisfied with this, so he decided to directly overturn the table and smash the pot of the entire conscription office together.

To this.

The secretary was really impressed.

The superior was right, the deputy director did have the ability to solve the problem, and the means were indeed wonderful.

It's just that it was a little too wonderful, and it turned into a fright.

At this time.

The director couldn't sit still any longer and immediately issued an order: "Interrogate the staff in the deputy director's office, and send the culprits and those who concealed the report directly to the prison."

"Yes!"

The director waved his hand again: "Go and talk to Deputy Director Bazaar."

As the highest officer of an official office, he naturally understood that Deputy Director Bazaar had left a buffer.

As long as he corrected his mistakes and then took the initiative to come to the door, everything would still be in time.

Not only that.

Bad things will turn into good things.

But.

If he missed today, I'm afraid the chair under his butt would really be unstable.

The director thought of this and urged loudly: "Prepare the car quickly!"

"Yes!"

The secretary glanced at the superior's hurried back, and a thought suddenly popped into his head: Who is the real director?

Another hour passed.

The director returned with a happy face.

This Excellency revealed a message to the secretary: "The next plan of the conscription office is to vigorously promote the mutual aid cooperative plan, in order to accelerate the conscription of new soldiers."

The secretary understood instantly.

Obviously.

The superior and the deputy director reached some kind of shady deal, and the mutual aid cooperative became the conscription office's political achievement.

He muttered in his heart again: "Too powerful!"

The deputy director just used a little trick and played the director in the palm of his hand.

*

Five days later.

Cheng Han completed his promise.

He handed over a legion composed of Qingluo people to the city supervisor's office.

And it greatly exceeded the promise.

Not just three thousand people.

But a full four thousand eight hundred people.

There was no way.

Too many gathering areas were willing to participate in the mutual aid cooperative.

The conscription office, for the sake of merit, of course wanted as many as they could get.

The city supervisor's office also overfulfilled its promise.

Two large mushroom farms have been completed.

The mushrooms produced by the farm will be used to solve the basic food and clothing problems of the Qingluo people.

The staff of the farm are naturally the families of the conscripted soldiers.

At this moment.

Cheng Han looked at the energetic Qingluo soldiers and nodded with satisfaction: "Sometimes you can solve problems without violence."

Facts have proved his idea.

Appropriately transferring a part of the benefits can tie more Qingluo people to the Wan Hao tribe's chariot.

And then reduce the casualties of the Wan Hao people on the battlefield.