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Hamoin sat down gracefully and said politely, "Sheriff, you don't have to say that. I entered your office without your permission. I am the one who is presumptuous."

So you knew... Dougli was unhappy, but after all, the other person had a higher status than him, so he couldn't say anything and had to greet him with a smile.

He poured a glass of water for Hamoin, pointed to his own cup, and said, "Ku Keqi, would you like some?"

"No, I don't like drinking this stuff." Hamoin raised his hand to refuse.

So Daogli just poured a glass of water and handed it to the other person.

The chief officer seemed to be of no airs at all. He took the water and took a sip.

"I wonder if the Chief Commander has something important to do in such a remote town like ours."

Dougli sat down at his desk and asked as if he was chatting with a colleague.

Hamoin put down his water cup and chuckled twice, "Haha, since I'm here, it must be a big deal. Sheriff, you should know this."

As expected... Dougli understood, but still asked: "The notice I received said that the person who would handle that matter would arrive in two days, right? Why are you..."

"That was the original plan, but I felt that the situation was special, so I left the team behind and came here early to avoid any problems."

Hamoin's answer seemed sincere, but Dougli's intuition told him that things were definitely not simple.

The two continued to chat about the matters to be dealt with. During this time, Daogli also made many attempts, but was cleverly diverted by the other party with words.

There were already more police officers in the station. Hamoin suddenly stretched out his wrist, looked at the watch on it that looked extremely expensive, and said politely:

"Captain Dougli, I see that almost all the personnel have arrived. Please take me to the scene. This is work."

Daogli had no reason to refuse, so he organized a team of people, asked several team leaders to manage the order in the institute, and headed towards the battlefield.

……

The deer cart drove slowly on the busy street.

Glenn was sitting leisurely in the car frame, while Ravel was driving.

There was a girl passing by wearing a clean long skirt, who seemed to be middle class.

Suddenly she felt a breeze blowing under her skirt, and she subconsciously covered her skirt, but the wind was too weak to blow up the still thick hem of her skirt.

The girl blushed, looked around, and left quickly.

Glenn took the book away from his face and glanced guiltily in the direction the girl left.

It seems that more practice is needed, but it is surprising that there are results... He continued to flip through the book in his hand, making notes on it with a feather pen.

He had just seen a wind blowing spell in a book that was said to be usable even by beginners, so he couldn't help but try it, but he didn't expect it to actually succeed.

The car slowed down and gradually stopped in front of the tavern.

Glenn jumped out of the car and stretched himself.

At this time, Luther has not come to work yet, let alone the two people who were just hired yesterday.

After waiting in the tavern for a while, the tall and thin Luther pushed open the door first.

As soon as he saw Glenn, he cried with a bitter face: "Mr. Glenn, when can I start working officially? I feel guilty for doing nothing here all day!"

Glenn immediately smiled and consoled them, "It's almost done. We've already recruited someone. I'll get you guys busy soon."

After a good talk, Luther felt relieved.

After a while, two people came and Ravel immediately introduced them as the two people he had recruited.

"Hello, sir." The two greeted Glenn in unison.

These are two men who look quite similar. One is shorter and stronger than Glenn, with some beards, and gives an overall honest feeling.

"Hello, I'm glad you can come to work here." Glenn smiled and returned the greeting, then curiously asked, "Are you brothers?"

"Yes sir, my name is Carter and my brother's name is Kakin." The fatter one of them replied.

"Great! You are all good people who can work hard. I admire you. The salary here is paid on a daily basis. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes, of course it's no problem. We haven't found a suitable job for a long time, and now we can barely afford to eat, so please start as soon as possible."

"It's like this. I'm not in a hurry to open here. I still have some preparations to do. But don't worry, I can pay you one month's salary in advance. I will hire someone to renovate this place in the next few days. Please help me if you can."

"That's great! We'll work very hard."

Both parties had a pleasant conversation, and Glenn took a square piece of paper from Ravel, which was covered with words.

"This is a labor contract, and it has legal effect. Please read it carefully and sign it, and I will give you this month's salary."

It is of course nonsense to say that it has legal effect. This is just to deter the two of them.

The two brothers stared at the piece of paper for a long time. They had worked in many large factories, and the supervision was strict at best. This was the first time they had to sign a labor contract.

The two hesitated and said, "Sir, we can't read..."

Glenn had expected this, so he smiled and explained, "It's okay. I can tell you that the content above basically requires you to follow the rules after signing and not violate them. The rules are..."

After reading the above content, the two brothers felt it was impressive, but there was no clause in it that they felt was unfair.

"Okay, we understand. All we need to do is sign it?"

"Yes."

“What if we can’t write our own names?”

"..., I'll write it down, and you can just follow it."

"it is good."

The agreement was reached. Glenn put away the paper, shook hands with the two new employees, and said, "Okay, you guys get familiar with the working environment here first. I'm going to discuss the renovation with the construction team now."

Shortly after Glenn walked out the door, Luther quickly followed and called out to Glenn.

Glenn stopped and turned around in confusion.

Luther stopped and asked, "Mr. Glenn, why didn't I sign that agreement?"

Nonsense, I just made that last night... Glenn smiled and patted Luther on the shoulder, "There's no need for you to sign that thing. I trust you very much. Don't you think you will not abide by those rules?"

"I will definitely comply!" Luther said firmly.

"Isn't that right?" Glenn looked at the other party favorably.

"Thank you for your trust! I will definitely work harder!"

Glenn nodded in relief.

The construction team in Dude Town is actually a group of workers who know each other. Glenn heard people talking about it when he was selling meat. Many of the buildings and facilities in the town were almost all built by those people.

The leader, or contractor, was a guy named John who lived in the housing area west of Dude Town.