What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

But what does this have to do with him, Queen Domi’s special envoy, Mr. Blofeld, Prince Consort, Nick?

Duomi raised his feet, and after a wave of energy...

boom!

He kicked open the door of the Intelligence Department, and the loud sound drowned out all the conversations. Everyone stopped in place, looking at the door that slowly fell and then banged with a dull look, and then looked up. I saw Duomi standing at the door.

"Hello everyone," Domi folded his umbrella leisurely and bent down to caress his chest: "Let me introduce myself. From today on, the Intelligence Department is under my control. You can call me - Dominica's Minister of Intelligence."

In the crowd, a middle-aged Mediterranean man touched his smooth scalp and reflected on himself. What on earth had he done wrong... so that the queen wanted to parachute a new minister?

In fact, everything about the minister is nonsense.

The Queen's document was just for Domi to freely inspect in the Intelligence Department, but due to the charm of the text and Domi's momentum of being the first to do so, almost everyone felt that this was the case.

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

191. Chapter 188 187 New Department Strategic Deception Bureau

The logistics department quickly delivered a brand new matching door, and with the efforts of the accompanying craftsmen, the door was fundamentally repaired. As for the fallen door... it could only be sold as scrap.

The new and closed door blocked the noisy rain from the outside world, and the palace was eerily quiet at this time.

The intelligence department is located in this palace, and the structure of this palace is very simple——

The largest space is the main hall that can be seen when entering. It is filled with desks, office chairs and hill-like piles of documents filled with intelligence. Intelligence staff work here.

The office lobby, let's call it that, is next to the toilet, which can give employees the fastest way to go to the toilet, reduce time waste, and enhance work efficiency...

Well, these are all nonsense. The main thing is that their nerves must be highly concentrated and they cannot be careless.

And a lot of information is related to each other, so before Duomi comes in, there will be a scene like a stock exchange.

The head of the intelligence department is facing the door. He uses a desk similar to that of the underworld judge. It is long and elegant. I don’t dare to sit behind it and watch a group of people busy here and there like ants. How cool.

Under everyone's suspicious and confused gazes, Domi walked through the desks and came to the Minister of the Mediterranean. At this moment, he was still sitting shamelessly in his seat, obviously unwilling to give up his seat.

Duomi tapped the table with his finger: "Mr. Former Minister, please get up. Don't delay everyone's work, okay? Working overtime is not a good culture."

The minister's face became more and more ugly, and the nails in his clenched fists dug into his palms, and he said unwillingly:

"It's okay to leave, but I just want to know one thing before I leave. What did I do wrong? I adhere to the principles of the Minister of Intelligence. I have not been involved in any political struggles. I work conscientiously every day and do not deduct wages from employees. Without drinking, whoring, or corruption, who can be more qualified than me!?"

As Domi listened, he nodded from time to time, seeming to agree with what he said. However, the moment he finished speaking, the wolf that had been waiting for so long revealed its fangs:

"As a public official, you are indeed good, but as a dignified minister, all the above are what you should do, right? I can't hear anything that is worth being proud of, right?

If you want to be the Minister of Intelligence, you must not get involved in political struggles. This is an iron law and a rule. You must work conscientiously. If you don't go to work, how dare you fish?Don’t deduct wages, don’t drink, don’t commit corruption, and don’t go whoring. There are many people with such excellent virtues, just like me. "

While Domi was invisibly belittling the former minister, he also did not forget to elevate himself. He made Mediterraneo stomp his feet in anger, and then said angrily:

"Can you, a half-year-old boy, be able to replace me? I really don't know what the queen is thinking. No, I have to go and tell the queen face to face!"

With that said, he was about to walk out of the 'judge's table' and towards the door.

But how could Domi give him this chance?Wouldn't that just go directly to the gang?

So he said loudly and unhurriedly: "Since ancient times, those who make good use of talents have been the first to be successful!"

This sudden momentum and the courage that should not belong to a child directly stunned everyone present, including the Mediterranean Sea who was halfway there. When he turned around, he found that Domi had already sat on the car that originally belonged to him. Location.

"I can do better than you, so why can't I replace you? Tell me why? How many years longer are you than me? Or are you a few hairs shorter than me?"

"Pfft~"

Some people couldn't help but burst out laughing, but they quickly held it back after being glared at by Mediterranean Sea.

"Besides, were you questioning the Queen's judgment just now? Oh~~ So, do you think you have more discernment than the Queen? This is really a new thing. I wonder if the ministers and even the two above know about it. What an intriguing reaction~"

After saying this, the eyes of Mediterranean Sea were filled with fear. Even if he had ten more courages, he would not dare to confront the Queen again. In the end, he had no choice but to throw away his hands and leave without looking back.

Duomi's hanging heart was finally relieved, but only half of it, but at least the first obstacle was cleared, a perfect start.

The seat under his butt was already warm from his seat, and it was time to step into the role, waving his hand and saying:

"Go back to work. Finish your get off work early and get off work early."

At this time, someone will ask: "Don't you have to wait until the prescribed off-duty time?"

“From today on, what we want to pursue is efficient work, rather than simply wasting time.

Translated, it means that you will get off work when you finish the work at hand. As a price, you must also improve the quality of your work. Do you understand? "

You don't have to work overtime, and you can get off work early. It's a good thing if the buffs are full.

Everyone immediately became enthusiastic: "Understood!!"

The sound was so loud that even Mediterranean, who had already walked some distance, heard it, making him feel even more like a clown. He gritted his teeth and walked faster and faster...

In the intelligence service, others are responsible for collecting and sorting out various types of information coming from all over the country, extracting the essence, and condensing it to the minister.

Ministers need to approve the information, determine whether it is valuable, and then pass it on to those who need it.

On the second floor of the palace, except for a few staff dormitories, most of the space is actually used for homing pigeons. These flying and brainy birds have always been loved by people, and the transmission of information relies on their hard work. .

Duomi just needs to sit here and wait patiently for his subordinates to deliver the compiled documents.

Soon, three documents came in succession, one about last autumn's agricultural harvest, the frontline war, and the border defense plan.

The harvest of agricultural products is getting higher and higher every year, but the taxes have not changed.

"It seems that farmers are getting richer, which is a good thing~"

After reading it, he put the document in the 'valuable' area so that it could be viewed by higher-ups as performance in the future.

Although you have earned this status by yourself, if you do well, you might have the opportunity to become a real minister in the future, right?You still have to do what you have to do, and you have to do it with all your heart.

On to the next document.

At present, the empire's front has advanced to the vicinity of the Central Plains. After destroying the last small neighboring country, the new border of the Lionheart Empire will be able to border the six countries of the Central Plains, becoming a super overlord that unifies the southeastern part of the continent.

The main content of this document is actually the commander's report about launching an attack on the final target. Apart from predicting the above, it has no use whatsoever and is thrown into the 'worthless' zone.

The last document actually interested Domibe.

As the empire continued to annex other countries, its borders expanded while its territory expanded, and more soldiers were needed to guard the borders.

But most of the imperial soldiers are on the front line. It is inevitable that the border defense will be weak, and now it is just weaker.

If the opponent who is about to destroy the country wants to make a comeback, his only way out is to unite with other forces to attack the borders of the empire.

Then they will go all the way to the hinterland and force the frontline troops to retreat, so as to give the motherland a chance to breathe.

In Domi's view, the current border defense plan is completely unqualified, or it may be said that the border defense commander has no intention of working on it. However, there is also a possibility that it is really difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. How can border defense without soldiers be done? Defense is impossible.

This does not mean that there is really no solution. There is always a solution if you think about it.

"Here comes someone."

The man sitting closest to Duomi immediately came over and asked, "What are your orders, Sir?"

“Who is in charge of border strategy?”

"It's Mr. Simon Bolivar, the Chief Assistant..."

Duomi picked up the document and said to the man: "Take me there."

"As ordered."

Come to the left main hall, the palace on the left side of the palace between the thrones.

This is equivalent to a department that existed like a cabinet in the ancient dynasty in previous generations. It is not like the intelligence department. The ministers and their subordinates all work together, the 'majors' discuss countermeasures in a separate room, and the real leader has his own office.

dong dong dong-

Duomi knocked lightly on the door. The man who was responsible for leading the way had been 'repatriated' by him, and he was relieved of the workload of two documents.

"Please come in."

A slightly shrill middle-aged male voice came from inside. Duomi opened the door and walked in. The first thing he saw was the man sitting on the big solid wood chair.

With a long and pointed face, tall and thin, slightly curly short hair, sunken eye sockets, deep eyes, and M-shaped bangs, he seems to be at risk of baldness.

He is Simon Bolivar, the emperor's chief adviser to the 'cabinet', a player who can stand alongside the beastly prime minister.

Below one person, above ten thousand people, in the current era and the current empire, he is the one I am talking about.

"An unfamiliar face, but I seem to have seen it before. Whose child are you?"

Domi gave him a courtesy that could only be done by people of equal status. Simon raised his eyebrows. He didn't think that the child in front of him could be of the same status as him.

"It's normal for the Chief Assistant to not know me. After all, it's still my first day as the new head of the Intelligence Department."

"Where's Joe?"

"The former minister has voluntarily resigned."

"Why didn't I receive the relevant transfer order?"

"Because that is the order issued directly by the queen. The queen should not need to go through the chief assistant to do things, right? Well, chief assistant, don't look at my young age. My identity is certain, so let's talk about business first."

Simon nodded for the time being. He didn't seem to care much about the young minister. He even thought it was child's play: "Then what's the serious business of the new minister's trip?"

Duomi naturally sat opposite Simon, took out the border defense plan document from his briefcase, and handed it to Simon:

"Does Mr. Chief Assistant have any impression of this document?"

Simon glanced up and down, recalled it, and then nodded: "I have an impression, but I don't have too many questions."

"Why? Border affairs can obviously be done better."

"That will waste more manpower and material resources. At present, most of the materials are in the hands of the frontline legions. The border guards can allocate less materials, troops, food and grass. If they are mobilized blindly, wouldn't even normal life and combat effectiveness be affected? Is it difficult to guarantee it?”

"What if it wasn't a random transfer?" Duomi overturned all the negative consequences that Simon had just displayed with one sentence:

"I have a plan. I wonder if Mr. Chief Assistant would like to listen to what I, the new minister, have to say?"

The two stood up and walked together to the huge map of the main continent hanging on the wall. On the west side of the empire, the small countries that were conquered were marked with small yellow flags. The small yellow flags were densely packed along the west side, leaving only The last small piece of empty land represents the last free country.

Duomi picked up the small pole and drew it in the northern part of XJ Domain: "If you want to make a sneak attack, this is the only possibility."

Simon nodded, it would be better to say that this is a fact that everyone knows.

"Everyone would think that, and they'd be totally wrong."