Chapter 481 A century-long plan!
“Ideal!”
“What a fuck…”
Donald sat in his office with a melancholy look in his eyes. He was once a teenager who would speak up for the injustices in the world.
Can…
The world is never black or white, but a delicate gray.
When he found that he could not beat the so-called "rules", he had grown old and had lost his impulses. All he could think about was getting promoted and making money!
The older you get, the more you see things. After all, who can be as unscrupulous as Victor?
And he's holding an X-bomb in his hand.
Reason is to make you sit down and listen, and force is to make you calm down and listen to my reason.
It is clear…
Victor did it.
He is also hailed by many as "the most powerful young man in his thirties!"
"I hope everything goes well for you."
I don’t know why the old defense secretary would pray for the “enemy”. Maybe... he also feels that the United States is in chaos!
The American people are still very tolerant. During the mask period, the Eagle Sauce and the Rabbit accused each other, one saying it was irresponsible and the other saying it was undemocratic.
Then both sides looked at...
Oh my, I didn’t know the government could be so centralized.
The other one looked at it and said, what the hell, tens of millions of your people have died, and you can still tolerate this?
You really have never been hit by the iron fist of "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers all born with different species?"
"Defense Minister, Defense Minister..."
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door hurriedly.
Donald sat up straight and rubbed his face, "Come in."
"Defense Minister!"
"A small military base in Alabama was attacked, killing 19 American soldiers, 21 of whom were captured!" The secretary stuttered.
Donald frowned, "Who did it?"
“Black Panther Party!”
"Fake!"
When the old defense minister heard the name, he cursed and felt a toothache. Of course he knew who was supporting the Black Panther Party.
Then, by including it in the “non-state observer” list, isn’t that telling everyone that we are behind it?
did you see…
They are open and honest, unlike those European and American bastards who do things in secret.
I admit that I am destroying you from within!
Are you dissatisfied?
Come and fuck me?
"Meeting! In half an hour, order all theater commanders to hold a video conference. No leave is allowed!"
Donald gave the order in a swift and decisive manner. He wanted to encircle and wipe out the Black Panther Party!
We will never allow it to grow bigger and stronger within the United States!
"Yes!"
The secretary was about to leave when Donald called him back. The old man hesitated and said, "Protest Mexico's decision to include the Black Panther Party in the Organization for Human Progress and Innovation, and demand that it not interfere in the internal affairs of the United States."
???
The secretary was stunned. The United States protested against other countries' interference in its internal affairs. These words could be understood separately, but when put together, it was a bit... confusing.
"Do you understand?" Donald saw that his secretary was confused and knocked on the table in dissatisfaction.
The other party quickly came back to his senses and shook his head, "I'll go right away."
Donald squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers rhythmically. No one knew what he was thinking about.
The letter of protest was immediately delivered to Victor’s office.
He just took a look at it and casually threw it into the trash can.
"This thing is too hard to even wipe your ass with, never mind, we just use their methods to deal with them, and the Americans can't stand it."
“What a double standard!”
Casare chuckled, "Boss, the party leader Eldridge Cleaver is also a great man. It is said that the entire Black Panther Party has grown to more than 1200 members in a month, and the troops are still expanding."
"Too slow. A single spark can start a prairie fire, but this fire has to be the fire that burns San Francisco, not the fire of firecrackers. Let him be bolder. Don't worry about weapons and equipment and personnel training. Recruit as many people as possible and send them to Mexico. We will train them and help them establish a qualified welfare system. Revolutionaries also need to be paid. We can't force everyone to be Che Guevara."
"Don't worry, boss. I have already asked people to do it. I have also set up a Black Panther Party support center in the logistics department to connect with the intelligence department. If Eldridge Cleaver is quickly wiped out by the Americans like this, then we can only say that the United States is destined to be unsuitable for GCism!"
did you see…
This is called professionalism.
"I can rest assured that you will do the work."
Victor smiled and nodded, looking at the nominal president Cuauhcmote, "The American reparations have come, and we need to gradually integrate and open up our welfare. Cuba will send a team of 200 medical insurance experts over, and they will stay in Mexico for a year. We need to implement medical insurance in the next year."
"There are not enough doctors in rural areas, towns and even urban areas. The average number of doctors per 1000 people is only about , which is far from that of developed countries. In Cuba, there are about 1000 doctors per 70 people, which is about 70 times as many as ours. When faced with a large-scale epidemic, we may not be able to solve it, and..."
Cuauhcmote narrowed his eyes and looked at all the senior executives in the meeting room. "Our neighbor is a country that likes to conduct human experiments. If they develop a virus targeting Mexico, how much risk resistance can we have?"
"Our public health safety resistance coefficient is basically 0."
"Isn't this a bit alarmist..." someone muttered below.
Victor looked over and saw that one of the deputy ministers who was speaking shrank his neck.
He could feel that after defeating the United States, no, it should be said that after forcing the United States to negotiate, many people felt inflated in their hearts.
The originally taut string loosened, as if... the mission was accomplished.
Victor didn't say anything, he just watched quietly. He was also watching who could continue to be entrusted with important tasks!
Kwaukmot shook his head, his face very serious, "No! This is the data I collected recently."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to the general. "Currently, there is no special epidemic prevention agency. Most of them are in hospitals. There is a high flow of personnel and limited doctors' ability. I propose to set up a professional epidemic prevention department to deal with possible large-scale epidemics. Don't forget the "Kokolitsili epidemic". In history, it took about 5 million lives in 1500 years."
"Last year alone, we had more than 200 deaths due to complications caused by viral influenza. Don't forget, we still have more than 2000 million diabetics whose health is very fragile. This is obvious. In some backward rural areas, wizards even say that Coke is a panacea, deceiving the people to continue taking it, completely ignoring the government's ban. General, I propose that when we provide medical services and popularize legal knowledge in rural areas, we should also crack down on those wizards. Serious cases should be sentenced to death!"
"So, I propose that there should be special funds for health to ensure the health of the people. Both young newborns and the elderly need to be vaccinated, and the money needs to be paid by the state."
Victor crossed his arms and looked at everyone, "What do you think?"
"Boss, this is a huge expense, and there is no income, it's all expenditure, at least tens of millions of dollars a year..." Casare said, glancing at Kwaukmote, "But I think it is very necessary. If the health of the people cannot be guaranteed, then the quality of our soldiers and the number of workers will be affected."
"And I also think that the Americans will not allow us to enter a period of rapid development. They will find ways to curb our momentum, and the bacterial threat is a good breakthrough. Perhaps we are a little too worried, but we must speculate about the Americans with the most sinister intentions." "Any other opinions?" Victor continued to ask. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you. They all understood that when Casare spoke, it actually meant the general's will.
No one stood up to feel uncomfortable at this time.
"That's it, Kwaukmote. You will be responsible for drafting the establishment of an epidemic prevention department. Ask me for approval on how much funding is needed. Also, establish 20 full-time medical universities across the country and allow local folk doctors to go there for further studies. All medical students will enjoy tuition and living expenses exemptions. The school will arrange internships uniformly, and those with outstanding performance will be assigned according to merit."
Such a familiar routine...
Victor brought over some of the rabbit's models. This is a long-term plan. Running a country does not rely solely on military force. Otherwise, why is it said that it is easy to conquer an empire but difficult to keep it?
"In addition, policies on infrastructure, education investment, and enterprise support should be proposed and implemented as soon as possible. We should spend the money given to us by the Americans boldly and not be stingy. Money is a bastard. We should make it, not save it."
Or the poor...
Not used to the life of the rich.
"Is there anything else?"
"General." Defense Secretary Kennedy raised his hand, and Victor signaled him to speak.
"The Second Army and part of the Fifth Army have completely occupied Veracruz and Oaxaca. The Second Army has marched towards Chiapas, where the Gulf Group is located. They have already hit the heart of the country. The Gulf Group's intelligence agents have sent news that Giorgia is preparing to flee."
"We expect to be able to march into the Yucatan Peninsula by September!"
"National liberation is at hand!"
Kennedy's tone was also filled with joy, and the others looked at each other in surprise when they heard it.
Hit so fast?
Fly?
Gulf Group: We can’t win, we can’t win at all!
The drug dealers' armed forces are very strong, but you have to look at who they are facing. The tank division of the Second Army rushed down, and the defense line built by the Gulf Group at great expense was completely useless. The sea, land and air forces completely suppressed them!
What a joke.
"I propose that part of the First Army and the Fifth Army that have returned from the north go directly south to wipe out the Southern Alliance in one fell swoop!"
What a… “conservative” leader, sending in more troops as soon as there is a disagreement.
Victor raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment and shook his head. "Let the soldiers rest first. Excessive tension can easily cause problems. I believe the Second Army can deal with the drug dealers in the south."
If they had just finished a battle and hadn't rested yet, but were directly sent down to "suppress bandits", that wouldn't be the way to use cattle and horses.
Kennedy thought about it and realized...
Although the soldiers were eager for merit, they also hoped to see their families.
"The post-war merit and reward process must be fast, and the honors must be delivered to the soldiers' families before they return home. This includes the pensions, which must be personally handed over to their families. If I hear that anyone is corrupt, don't blame me, I'll take him to the barracks and make sure he's buried alive!"
"Let me be frank with you, understand?" Victor asked with narrowed eyes.
Kennedy was alert and looked at the military representatives next to him, "Yes!"
"Okay, get busy." Victor waved his hand and left the meeting room under everyone's gaze.
When he returned to the office, he called George Smiley, who was not only the leader of the Thirteen Tigers, but also the director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau.
From January to April, 771 people were arrested. The most outrageous thing was that a village chief in Sonora state embezzled the fees that the town gave to the village for the construction of "public toilets".
not much…
It was about 600 US dollars, and this money was used to hire a "five-guarantee household" in the village to clean the toilets...
When the Anti-Corruption Bureau came to the door, the village chief cried so hard that he knelt on the ground and said he dared not spend a penny.
Then I found $600 in the chicken coop at home...
It is wrapped in a layer of plastic bag on the outside, which is well hidden and not stained.
People...
Not everyone is despicable, but not everyone is noble either.
Selfishness always bursts out inadvertently.
"Keep an eye on the army's logistics department and pension agency. If anyone dares to take advantage of someone's blood, arrest him. I want to see who is dirtier, his heart or my bullet!"
George Smiley: "Got it!"
After Kennedy returned to the Department of Defense, he called all the senior officials to convey the general's words and warned them, "I know that many of you have gained some benefits for yourself. It doesn't matter. Everyone is doing it. However, if anyone cheats me on military spending and pensions, I will twist his head off and kick it like a chamber pot."
Many people lowered their heads guiltily.
"have you understood?"
"Ming... understand..."
Kennedy frowned, "Didn't you eat?"
"I understand!"
"I hope you understand." Kennedy said meaningfully, and he glanced around as if he was...looking at it for the last time.
After coming out of the Defense Minister's office, many people huddled together and chattered in low voices, and then two colonels were seen walking very close to each other.
One of them looked a little gloomy and anxious, "Everett, what should we do? Will our deeds be discovered?"
The other person was a little fat, but had thin lips and triangular eyes with a cold look, looking like a ruthless person.
"What are you afraid of? If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know?"
"Besides, it's not just the two of us. There are also people from the military affairs offices and governments in various places involved. The law cannot punish everyone, right? Even if Victor finds out, what can he do? Should we kill them all?"
"We shed blood for Mexico, too! I still have a few bullet holes in my body. Let's take what we deserve now, what's the matter!"
Everett Webster was not brought in by Victor. He was a company commander of the 4nd Regiment who had surrendered with Vasily, the current deputy commander of the 442th Army (Chapter 164).
Victor did not treat them unfairly. He promoted those who were capable, and Everett was promoted to a director in the Ministry of Defense.
No small power.
Ambition...also slowly grew.
Seeing that his companion still looked dead, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, if you don't take it and I don't take it, how can the boss get rich? In Mexico, Victor should be the one who embezzles the most. We just take some scraps, it's okay."
After hearing this assurance, the other party's heart calmed down a little.
With such courage...you want to imitate others in corruption? !
"Isn't there a veteran's allowance to be paid out next month? Hold it for now, I need it." Everett waved his hand.
He…saw that his mistress had taken a fancy to a Ferrari, which was a bit expensive, costing several hundred thousand dollars, so he could only let his “comrades” suffer.
They will understand, right?
……
(End of this chapter)
“Ideal!”
“What a fuck…”
Donald sat in his office with a melancholy look in his eyes. He was once a teenager who would speak up for the injustices in the world.
Can…
The world is never black or white, but a delicate gray.
When he found that he could not beat the so-called "rules", he had grown old and had lost his impulses. All he could think about was getting promoted and making money!
The older you get, the more you see things. After all, who can be as unscrupulous as Victor?
And he's holding an X-bomb in his hand.
Reason is to make you sit down and listen, and force is to make you calm down and listen to my reason.
It is clear…
Victor did it.
He is also hailed by many as "the most powerful young man in his thirties!"
"I hope everything goes well for you."
I don’t know why the old defense secretary would pray for the “enemy”. Maybe... he also feels that the United States is in chaos!
The American people are still very tolerant. During the mask period, the Eagle Sauce and the Rabbit accused each other, one saying it was irresponsible and the other saying it was undemocratic.
Then both sides looked at...
Oh my, I didn’t know the government could be so centralized.
The other one looked at it and said, what the hell, tens of millions of your people have died, and you can still tolerate this?
You really have never been hit by the iron fist of "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers all born with different species?"
"Defense Minister, Defense Minister..."
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door hurriedly.
Donald sat up straight and rubbed his face, "Come in."
"Defense Minister!"
"A small military base in Alabama was attacked, killing 19 American soldiers, 21 of whom were captured!" The secretary stuttered.
Donald frowned, "Who did it?"
“Black Panther Party!”
"Fake!"
When the old defense minister heard the name, he cursed and felt a toothache. Of course he knew who was supporting the Black Panther Party.
Then, by including it in the “non-state observer” list, isn’t that telling everyone that we are behind it?
did you see…
They are open and honest, unlike those European and American bastards who do things in secret.
I admit that I am destroying you from within!
Are you dissatisfied?
Come and fuck me?
"Meeting! In half an hour, order all theater commanders to hold a video conference. No leave is allowed!"
Donald gave the order in a swift and decisive manner. He wanted to encircle and wipe out the Black Panther Party!
We will never allow it to grow bigger and stronger within the United States!
"Yes!"
The secretary was about to leave when Donald called him back. The old man hesitated and said, "Protest Mexico's decision to include the Black Panther Party in the Organization for Human Progress and Innovation, and demand that it not interfere in the internal affairs of the United States."
???
The secretary was stunned. The United States protested against other countries' interference in its internal affairs. These words could be understood separately, but when put together, it was a bit... confusing.
"Do you understand?" Donald saw that his secretary was confused and knocked on the table in dissatisfaction.
The other party quickly came back to his senses and shook his head, "I'll go right away."
Donald squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers rhythmically. No one knew what he was thinking about.
The letter of protest was immediately delivered to Victor’s office.
He just took a look at it and casually threw it into the trash can.
"This thing is too hard to even wipe your ass with, never mind, we just use their methods to deal with them, and the Americans can't stand it."
“What a double standard!”
Casare chuckled, "Boss, the party leader Eldridge Cleaver is also a great man. It is said that the entire Black Panther Party has grown to more than 1200 members in a month, and the troops are still expanding."
"Too slow. A single spark can start a prairie fire, but this fire has to be the fire that burns San Francisco, not the fire of firecrackers. Let him be bolder. Don't worry about weapons and equipment and personnel training. Recruit as many people as possible and send them to Mexico. We will train them and help them establish a qualified welfare system. Revolutionaries also need to be paid. We can't force everyone to be Che Guevara."
"Don't worry, boss. I have already asked people to do it. I have also set up a Black Panther Party support center in the logistics department to connect with the intelligence department. If Eldridge Cleaver is quickly wiped out by the Americans like this, then we can only say that the United States is destined to be unsuitable for GCism!"
did you see…
This is called professionalism.
"I can rest assured that you will do the work."
Victor smiled and nodded, looking at the nominal president Cuauhcmote, "The American reparations have come, and we need to gradually integrate and open up our welfare. Cuba will send a team of 200 medical insurance experts over, and they will stay in Mexico for a year. We need to implement medical insurance in the next year."
"There are not enough doctors in rural areas, towns and even urban areas. The average number of doctors per 1000 people is only about , which is far from that of developed countries. In Cuba, there are about 1000 doctors per 70 people, which is about 70 times as many as ours. When faced with a large-scale epidemic, we may not be able to solve it, and..."
Cuauhcmote narrowed his eyes and looked at all the senior executives in the meeting room. "Our neighbor is a country that likes to conduct human experiments. If they develop a virus targeting Mexico, how much risk resistance can we have?"
"Our public health safety resistance coefficient is basically 0."
"Isn't this a bit alarmist..." someone muttered below.
Victor looked over and saw that one of the deputy ministers who was speaking shrank his neck.
He could feel that after defeating the United States, no, it should be said that after forcing the United States to negotiate, many people felt inflated in their hearts.
The originally taut string loosened, as if... the mission was accomplished.
Victor didn't say anything, he just watched quietly. He was also watching who could continue to be entrusted with important tasks!
Kwaukmot shook his head, his face very serious, "No! This is the data I collected recently."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to the general. "Currently, there is no special epidemic prevention agency. Most of them are in hospitals. There is a high flow of personnel and limited doctors' ability. I propose to set up a professional epidemic prevention department to deal with possible large-scale epidemics. Don't forget the "Kokolitsili epidemic". In history, it took about 5 million lives in 1500 years."
"Last year alone, we had more than 200 deaths due to complications caused by viral influenza. Don't forget, we still have more than 2000 million diabetics whose health is very fragile. This is obvious. In some backward rural areas, wizards even say that Coke is a panacea, deceiving the people to continue taking it, completely ignoring the government's ban. General, I propose that when we provide medical services and popularize legal knowledge in rural areas, we should also crack down on those wizards. Serious cases should be sentenced to death!"
"So, I propose that there should be special funds for health to ensure the health of the people. Both young newborns and the elderly need to be vaccinated, and the money needs to be paid by the state."
Victor crossed his arms and looked at everyone, "What do you think?"
"Boss, this is a huge expense, and there is no income, it's all expenditure, at least tens of millions of dollars a year..." Casare said, glancing at Kwaukmote, "But I think it is very necessary. If the health of the people cannot be guaranteed, then the quality of our soldiers and the number of workers will be affected."
"And I also think that the Americans will not allow us to enter a period of rapid development. They will find ways to curb our momentum, and the bacterial threat is a good breakthrough. Perhaps we are a little too worried, but we must speculate about the Americans with the most sinister intentions." "Any other opinions?" Victor continued to ask. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you. They all understood that when Casare spoke, it actually meant the general's will.
No one stood up to feel uncomfortable at this time.
"That's it, Kwaukmote. You will be responsible for drafting the establishment of an epidemic prevention department. Ask me for approval on how much funding is needed. Also, establish 20 full-time medical universities across the country and allow local folk doctors to go there for further studies. All medical students will enjoy tuition and living expenses exemptions. The school will arrange internships uniformly, and those with outstanding performance will be assigned according to merit."
Such a familiar routine...
Victor brought over some of the rabbit's models. This is a long-term plan. Running a country does not rely solely on military force. Otherwise, why is it said that it is easy to conquer an empire but difficult to keep it?
"In addition, policies on infrastructure, education investment, and enterprise support should be proposed and implemented as soon as possible. We should spend the money given to us by the Americans boldly and not be stingy. Money is a bastard. We should make it, not save it."
Or the poor...
Not used to the life of the rich.
"Is there anything else?"
"General." Defense Secretary Kennedy raised his hand, and Victor signaled him to speak.
"The Second Army and part of the Fifth Army have completely occupied Veracruz and Oaxaca. The Second Army has marched towards Chiapas, where the Gulf Group is located. They have already hit the heart of the country. The Gulf Group's intelligence agents have sent news that Giorgia is preparing to flee."
"We expect to be able to march into the Yucatan Peninsula by September!"
"National liberation is at hand!"
Kennedy's tone was also filled with joy, and the others looked at each other in surprise when they heard it.
Hit so fast?
Fly?
Gulf Group: We can’t win, we can’t win at all!
The drug dealers' armed forces are very strong, but you have to look at who they are facing. The tank division of the Second Army rushed down, and the defense line built by the Gulf Group at great expense was completely useless. The sea, land and air forces completely suppressed them!
What a joke.
"I propose that part of the First Army and the Fifth Army that have returned from the north go directly south to wipe out the Southern Alliance in one fell swoop!"
What a… “conservative” leader, sending in more troops as soon as there is a disagreement.
Victor raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment and shook his head. "Let the soldiers rest first. Excessive tension can easily cause problems. I believe the Second Army can deal with the drug dealers in the south."
If they had just finished a battle and hadn't rested yet, but were directly sent down to "suppress bandits", that wouldn't be the way to use cattle and horses.
Kennedy thought about it and realized...
Although the soldiers were eager for merit, they also hoped to see their families.
"The post-war merit and reward process must be fast, and the honors must be delivered to the soldiers' families before they return home. This includes the pensions, which must be personally handed over to their families. If I hear that anyone is corrupt, don't blame me, I'll take him to the barracks and make sure he's buried alive!"
"Let me be frank with you, understand?" Victor asked with narrowed eyes.
Kennedy was alert and looked at the military representatives next to him, "Yes!"
"Okay, get busy." Victor waved his hand and left the meeting room under everyone's gaze.
When he returned to the office, he called George Smiley, who was not only the leader of the Thirteen Tigers, but also the director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau.
From January to April, 771 people were arrested. The most outrageous thing was that a village chief in Sonora state embezzled the fees that the town gave to the village for the construction of "public toilets".
not much…
It was about 600 US dollars, and this money was used to hire a "five-guarantee household" in the village to clean the toilets...
When the Anti-Corruption Bureau came to the door, the village chief cried so hard that he knelt on the ground and said he dared not spend a penny.
Then I found $600 in the chicken coop at home...
It is wrapped in a layer of plastic bag on the outside, which is well hidden and not stained.
People...
Not everyone is despicable, but not everyone is noble either.
Selfishness always bursts out inadvertently.
"Keep an eye on the army's logistics department and pension agency. If anyone dares to take advantage of someone's blood, arrest him. I want to see who is dirtier, his heart or my bullet!"
George Smiley: "Got it!"
After Kennedy returned to the Department of Defense, he called all the senior officials to convey the general's words and warned them, "I know that many of you have gained some benefits for yourself. It doesn't matter. Everyone is doing it. However, if anyone cheats me on military spending and pensions, I will twist his head off and kick it like a chamber pot."
Many people lowered their heads guiltily.
"have you understood?"
"Ming... understand..."
Kennedy frowned, "Didn't you eat?"
"I understand!"
"I hope you understand." Kennedy said meaningfully, and he glanced around as if he was...looking at it for the last time.
After coming out of the Defense Minister's office, many people huddled together and chattered in low voices, and then two colonels were seen walking very close to each other.
One of them looked a little gloomy and anxious, "Everett, what should we do? Will our deeds be discovered?"
The other person was a little fat, but had thin lips and triangular eyes with a cold look, looking like a ruthless person.
"What are you afraid of? If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know?"
"Besides, it's not just the two of us. There are also people from the military affairs offices and governments in various places involved. The law cannot punish everyone, right? Even if Victor finds out, what can he do? Should we kill them all?"
"We shed blood for Mexico, too! I still have a few bullet holes in my body. Let's take what we deserve now, what's the matter!"
Everett Webster was not brought in by Victor. He was a company commander of the 4nd Regiment who had surrendered with Vasily, the current deputy commander of the 442th Army (Chapter 164).
Victor did not treat them unfairly. He promoted those who were capable, and Everett was promoted to a director in the Ministry of Defense.
No small power.
Ambition...also slowly grew.
Seeing that his companion still looked dead, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, if you don't take it and I don't take it, how can the boss get rich? In Mexico, Victor should be the one who embezzles the most. We just take some scraps, it's okay."
After hearing this assurance, the other party's heart calmed down a little.
With such courage...you want to imitate others in corruption? !
"Isn't there a veteran's allowance to be paid out next month? Hold it for now, I need it." Everett waved his hand.
He…saw that his mistress had taken a fancy to a Ferrari, which was a bit expensive, costing several hundred thousand dollars, so he could only let his “comrades” suffer.
They will understand, right?
……
(End of this chapter)
