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"Do you want to ask the whereabouts of the Earl? Please wait a moment, I will find the itinerary of Earl Colson O'Neill."

The beautiful lady clerk at the reception department of the secretarial department received the furious Mrs. O'Neill politely, and quickly found a copy of the earl lord's itinerary, and handed it to the earl's mother apologetically: "Because the earl has delayed too much work before. relationship, the recent itinerary will be relatively close.”

Mrs. O'Neill, who had just witnessed her son being taken away half an hour ago, ran to the city hall but saw no one, holding back her anger and flipping through the itinerary...then her eyes widened.

Mrs. O'Neill is Miss China Darcy's aunt. She also received elite education from aristocratic families when she was a teenager. Her education level is much higher than that of ordinary middle-class women. She has no problem understanding the copied itinerary.

Just for today, Coulson's arranged itinerary is so dense that it makes people dizzy...

Starting at [-] o'clock in the morning, the earl and lord of Colson had to inspect the livestock farm in the western suburbs of Dutata City, express condolences to the farmers who bought shares in the collective farm, and understand the needs of the farmers. The horse farms and hunting grounds were circled and built into a breeding center, farmers were mobilized to buy shares (the money for the shares was also loaned by the city hall), and a large ranch was set up to gather scattered farmers to scientifically manage and scientifically raise pigs and sheep.

From [-]:[-] a.m. to noon, Coulson had to inspect the hydropower station being built in the northwest mountainous area to learn about the construction status.

The next step is to inspect the aquaculture base in the north, and the poultry breeding station built in the northeast of Dutata City and Linhe...

Mrs. O'Neill not only saw the Western Suburb Livestock Farm, Beishan Power Station, and other aquaculture and poultry farming in the Adler Weekly, but also heard people mention it in her daily life.

For example, in Beishan Power Station, there are several middle-class families living in South Street, Zhongcheng District, who lost their jobs because their original employers became prisoners.

Mrs. O'Neill and her son Coulson were forced to live in dilapidated apartments in the southern city. Some neighbors they met when they were forced to live in a dilapidated apartment in the southern suburbs also got jobs in the western suburbs livestock farm.

Mrs. O'Neill has never been to these places, but she has lived in Du Tata City for so many years, she is familiar with the environment, and knows that they are far away from the city... It is good for ordinary people to go to two places a day, her son Cole Sen has to finish running in one day!

Mrs. O'Neill couldn't help turning a page down, and then shivered.

Tomorrow's itinerary is still very tight. Coulson not only has to rush to the construction site of Adler's prisoner road repair team to learn about the progress of the Yin-Arab Railway & Highway, but also has to travel more than 40 kilometers from the city to the south. All the collective farms in the distance have to go around again...

If Coulson's lord's authority can be increased, and what he is going to inspect is the property of their mother and son, then Mrs. O'Neill will only get more and more excited when she sees this itinerary.

But... the lord Coulson doesn't have that much gold content.

Not to mention treating the vigorous collective farm, collective farm, breeding farm, breeding station, and power station as his own property, just wanting to stuff his relatives into it to receive a share of salary, Coulson can't even do it—publicly and directly operated by the city hall , or any enterprise or unit that participates in organizational management, all positions must be openly selected!

Coulson was dragged for an inspection, which really could only be an inspection... Check the work of each unit, and make suggestions according to the situation. This suggestion needs to be reviewed by the undead consul to decide whether to take it or not.

In other words, whether the earl lord Colson can really affect the operation of even a small collective farm depends on the face of the undead consul...

This kind of embarrassing situation that can only be watched, seeing her son being so driven, it is no wonder that Mrs. O'Neill can be happy!

Mrs. O'Neill couldn't help but want to get angry after flipping through several pages of the same densely arranged itinerary.

Looking away from the itinerary, Mrs. O'Neill realized that the lady clerk had gone off to attend to other matters.

It was already 07:30 in the morning, and the city hall was already busy. On all floors, a large number of clerks and contractors in blue work clothes (labor protection uniforms) were busy coming in and out.

Even in the small office of the reception department of the secretarial department where Mrs. O'Neill was invited to sit down, more than a dozen people squeezed in, completely surrounding Miss Clerk.

"Miss Phoebe, the boat from Leo's family in Moses Port will enter the port before noon. Please contact the transportation department for me and arrange a loading and unloading team."

"Miss Phoebe, when will the batch of farm machinery that New Town applied for arrive?"

"Miss Phoebe, a worker in the North Street Brigade of the Environmental Sanitation Bureau broke his leg, please help me register and apply for medical reimbursement."

Phoebe, the only clerk in the reception department of the secretarial department, is very experienced in dealing with such chaotic scenes. She quickly flipped through the phone book with one hand, copied shorthand with a pen in the other, and carried a walkie-talkie on her shoulder. Division... the loading and unloading team can't be in position before noon? What about before two in the afternoon? Okay, please hurry up. Call Ms. Mia... yes, Newtown Farm Machinery... ok, I will pass on... the one who fell Has the worker been sent to the doctor, just hand in the empty bottle of alchemy potion and the treatment bill."

There are very few landline telephones in Dutata City, which are not enough to support the operation of the city hall; the instant messaging function provided by Lord Yang's matrix can only be used by those who have been branded by the matrix, and those who wear the azalea badge can only receive messages but not send them.

But this is not a problem for the smart national team. Just build a batch of walkie-talkies (handheld radios) and you're done. The police walkie-talkies that can also communicate within five kilometers in Huaxia are very clean. From another world of Pinahan, there is no noise in calls within ten kilometers.

Mrs. O'Neill silently swallowed her saliva as she watched Phoebe, a lady clerk who handled tasks that sounded cumbersome, and was carrying a wireless communicator that only a few clerks in the city hall could hold.

Her tutor made her feel ashamed to be rude in public, and she didn't dare to offend Miss Phoebe, a capable and powerful woman with social status. After some hesitation, Mrs. O'Neill quietly withdrew.

It's also fortunate that Mrs. O'Neill didn't get angry, otherwise, Phoebe, who has been honed by heavy work for a long time to appear in such a capable image, might not let Mrs. O'Neill know what a shrew is again...

After coming out of the office of the reception department of the secretarial department, going downstairs and passing through the lobby on the first floor, within a distance of only a few tens of meters, dozens of hurried staff members passed by Mrs. O'Neill.

After leaving the building, Mrs. O'Neill saw hundreds of people coming in and out. The majestic city hall was even more noisy than the vegetable market in the morning.

As the former Miss Darcy, Mrs. O'Neill would instinctively feel uncomfortable with this kind of scene... After all, this is the City Hall, the most authoritative place in Adler's Du Tata City. The low-level, unseemly noise was far from the power field she had imagined.

However, Mrs. O'Neill knew very well that such a city hall can make people feel better through the years of living a difficult life as an ordinary citizen in the southern city and as a widow who lost her husband. She has a sense of security... If it weren't for these rude operators who come and go, and contract workers who come and go in groups, it is impossible for a single woman to live so peacefully for more than four months. No trouble, no harassment.

Before the arrival of the undead, when struggling to support the dilapidated apartment in Nancheng District, worrying about thieves, robbers and criminals, worrying about the neighborhood police coming to extortion, and worrying about his son being bullied by gangsters outside, life is completely different. thing.

After walking out of the city hall compound, Mrs. O'Neill turned around and sighed with a complicated expression.

Mrs. O'Neill returned home alone, before taking a breath, the relatives who had flattered their mother and child yesterday came to the door with smiles on their faces.

The O'Neill family has multiplied in Adler for hundreds of years. Although the population is not prosperous, there are still a few relatives. The original Viscount O'Neill was confiscated and arrested for road construction, which did not affect these early divisions. A side branch that goes out.

Yesterday, I tried my best to please and flatter the mother and son. The relatives took it for granted that it was time to reap the benefits of the blood relationship. As soon as they entered the door, they couldn't wait to ask if they could arrange for their children to enter the city hall as an adult. official.

Some people even tried to rely on their past friendship to make Coulson seal a town as a fief noble or something...

Mrs. O'Neill, who was already in a bad mood, had her breath blocked in her throat, so she couldn't pass out again—Coulson's mother even wanted a nice little manor for the reception and tea party. You don't even have the charts of great nobles and noble ladies, but you still want to be officials and feudal nobles? !

But Mrs. O'Neill really can't afford to lose this man if she has to admit that her son Coulson is just a paid lord who is less powerful than a puppet lord...

In desperation, Mrs. O'Neill had no choice but to use procrastination, claiming that she was just an ignorant woman who could not take care of outside affairs, and asked these relatives to find her son Coulson if they could, and go to the city hall to ask for an official position. .

It was so easy to get rid of these annoying relatives. Before Mrs. O'Neill was at peace for a long time, another relative came to the door crying for help.

She just sent people away casually, but she didn't expect that some of the relatives who were sent away actually went to the city hall to ask for an official title under the name of Coulson...

The city hall, which is so busy up and down, doesn't have the time to wait for someone's acquaintances. The idiot who trespassed on the administrative agency to obstruct the work, and even rudely insulted the clerk in public, was directly taken away by the agents of the Department of Public Security, ready to go to the repair shop. The road team sent it.

Mrs. O'Neill: "..."

Mrs. O'Neill: "..."

Mrs. O'Neill kicked out relatives who were so stupid that she wondered if she had any continuation of the aristocratic blood, and whether she had received the most basic private classroom education. live.

If a lady is decent or something, she will stop dreaming, and just live a quiet life.

At any rate, the city hall helped their family recover the property that had been usurped by others, and their son could have an annual salary of several hundred gold coins.