Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2631 Transferring Conflicts
Susco.

Gotzenfsky stood at the door of the conference room, straightened his clothes, and prepared to knock on the door and go in.

But before he could knock on the door, loud shouts were heard from the room, and then Gotzenfsky decided to wait at the door for a while.

In the room, the old man Bemet stood behind the table with his hands on it. The scar on his neck was like a ferocious centipede, and he was on the verge of a rage.

“Is this your result?”

"That's what you said, no problem?"

"You piece of crap, do you know how big of a mess this is? Do you know how big of a mistake this is?"

Angry roars broke out along with the sound of slamming the table, and saliva sprayed forward.

Through all this, Canon could only stand there, trembling with fear.

The clothes on his chest were wet, tea dripped onto the floor, and there was a broken cup under his feet.

At this moment, my heart was also filled with anger.

"It's all that damn bitch's fault!"

"That damn bitch!"

Gnashing teeth, an angry roar roared in my heart.

After it happened, he realized something was wrong.

How come there is no movement at all for such a big thing?

And this sudden outbreak caught not only him off guard, but also the entire alliance trembled.

Moreover, he asked people to reinvestigate and re-sort the materials that had been compiled previously.

As a result, there was a discovery.

Among them, a researcher from a local research institute reported the news many times, but no one had ever told him about it.

And the person who was responsible for compiling the news at that time was that bitch.

Alyosha!
Everything is obvious!
As an elite, Alyosha can definitely discover what others can discover.

But this bitch didn't say anything or remind him, which was clearly a trap for him.

Or maybe there is a conspiracy here.

Only now, he lost!

The damage has been done, and the best outcome now is to make up for it.

"Sir, this is my negligence in work, I am willing to take responsibility!"

At this point, Canon knew that any excuses in front of his superior would be of no help.

The best option is to admit your mistake and stand at attention to get beaten.

Besides, there is a teacher-student relationship between the two, and the other party also needs an obedient subordinate who knows him well.

Sure enough, after Canon sincerely admitted his mistake, Bemet did not continue to be angry. Instead, he pointed at the door and said, "Go to Siberia!"

"Yes!"

Canon looked gloomy and turned to walk out.

But my body suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Leaving Susco at this time would protect him.

At least his life should be saved.

And as long as Bemett remains in his position, no one will bother him.

But once you leave, it’s not easy to come back again!

Bada
When Canon opened the door, he saw Gotzenwski standing at the door.

The pupils contracted instantly.

A light flashed through my mind, and everything was connected.

Alyosha has always been Gozenvsky's person.

The so-called betrayal was just a play.

All this was done so that Gozenvsky could return to Susko.

Everything is directed at him and them.

But he was foolishly fooled and foolishly self-righteous.

Thinking of all the things that happened before, the torture and the beauty trap, after a series of actions, he was completely defenseless.

It’s not unfair for him to lose!

"Great, very clever!"

Canon smiled defiantly and then walked to the side. He only took two steps and then stopped, looking back and sneering, "I will be back!"

After saying that, he strode away!

Looking at the direction Canon left, Gotzenfsky had an inexplicable expression on his face.

However, he soon returned to normal, knocked on the door and walked into the house.

"Sir, Gotzenfsky reports to you!"

As he spoke, Gotzenfsky glanced at the water cup on the carpet and quickly looked away.

"sit!"

Bemett was in a bad mood and spoke harshly.

Gotzenfsky didn't say much, just sat on the sofa and remained silent.

After a long while, Bemet took out a document from the drawer and spoke again.

"This is your latest mission!"

Gotzenfsky sat on the sofa without moving.

Bemet took a deep breath, then slowed down his tone, "Someone must pay the price this time!"

"Sir, this man can't afford it!"

Gotzenfsky spoke coldly.

The grain production of the entire alliance has dropped by 70%, which means that 70% or even more people in the alliance will not have enough food to eat.

Because the granaries within the alliance have never been full.

Bemet knew what Gotzenfsky meant.

Since the alliance embarked on the path of growing corn, it has indeed eased the domestic food pressure and the economy has developed rapidly.

However, a single agricultural structure cannot withstand destruction.

Even though the new helmsman has taken many measures, he still cannot change this situation.

And now, they have to pay for this "reckless behavior"!

But this time, it seemed more like a deliberate targeting.

"Of course one person can't bear it."

"So we need to find someone with weight to divert people's attention!"

Bemet rubbed the scar on his jaw, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.

After leaving the office, Gotzenfsky walked out of the office building and prepared to get in the car.

However, just as he was getting on the bus, a voice suddenly came to his ears and Gotzenwitzki stopped immediately.

Turning around, a beggar in tattered clothes disappeared into the street.

Gotzenfsky's eyes swept across the road, then moved forward, finally stopping at a lamppost not far away. "Sir?"

Konstantin's voice came from the passenger seat, and Gozenvsky immediately turned around and got in the car.

"To the farm!"

"Yes, sir!"

As he spoke, the car started and quickly disappeared.

At the same time, the beggar came to a trash can and rummaged through the garbage to pick out something usable.

The movements of his hands were skillful and not at all artificial.

But there was an indescribable excitement in those eyes.

"One, one, and another..."

"Asha, it's almost there, it will be soon..."

united states.

A breeze blew, and the fishing rod pulled the thin rope, driving the fish float to leave ripples on the water surface.

Lawrence sat aside and watched the white-haired old man staring at the lake leisurely and with a humble expression.

“You did a great job this time!”

The white-haired old man lifted up his fishing rod, and the ear food on the hook had disappeared, but the old man didn't care.

People who fish frequently are already used to this.

Hearing the old man's praise, Lawrence quickly lowered his head humbly, "It's all because of your support, otherwise we wouldn't be able to do this."

The old man smiled without comment, then swung up the fishing rod and threw the fishing line quickly forward.

"What's the reaction from the alliance?"

Lawrence said quickly, "The food reserves in various parts of the alliance should be taken out for relief, but..."

At this point, Lawrence's face was filled with joy.

"But over the years, the other side's rats have done a lot of good things. Several large grain warehouses across the country have been severely stolen and sold."

"Many rats are looking forward to the new grain being stored this year to make up for the shortfall."

"Some people even prepared next year's accounts and collected the money in advance. It's really shocking."

Although he looked emotional, his words revealed a sense of gloating.

After hearing this, the old man smiled and shook his head, remaining silent.

The shadow of the United States must be involved here, otherwise who would those rats sell the stolen food to?
Within the alliance?
hehe~~
However, he also knew that the situation in their United States was not necessarily better than that of the Alliance, it was just that they could still maintain a balance.

"In addition, the alliance has activated its emergency plan and started purchasing food around the world."

"It's just that we have already made arrangements in advance. If they want to buy large quantities of food, the price will be very high."

The white-haired old man laughed and said, "These guys just don't learn their lesson. Others won't fall into the river twice, but they don't learn from the first fall and are thinking about falling into the river again. They are really stupid."

"But don't go too far, or the other party will get angry out of shame."

Lawrence immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have already contacted several companies and will gradually open up the market."

"That's right, the price will be a little higher."

The white-haired old man nodded approvingly after hearing this.

A little higher?
Nonsense.

In the eyes of capital, this is a piece of fat meat, and they would like to squeeze out the oil from even the bones.

If the alliance wants to get through this difficult time, how can it do so without spending some money?
The health of the alliance is fixed. If one side bleeds, the other side will be short of blood.

Especially after being stimulated by the "moon landing", the Alliance has devoted the whole country's strength to researching spacecraft, hoping to catch up with the United States as soon as possible.

If we don’t trip them up now, when will we?

"Well done."

The white-haired old man praised again.

Lawrence smiled modestly.

"Sir, our people have heard that the alliance may be able to divert internal conflicts."

"How do I transfer?"

The white-haired old man was a little curious.

Lawrence smiled maliciously and said, "The reason why they are looking for seeds again!"

“The biggest target is the south.”

After Lawrence finished speaking, he pointed to the south, and the white-haired old man's face became even brighter when he heard it.

"It's good to divert conflicts. This is the style of the alliance."

Then he smiled and said, "Last time our improved seed market was taken away by the other party, and the country suffered a great loss."

"If we take this opportunity to seize the other party's market this time, we can not only block the other party's improved varieties, but also increase the erosion of the alliance."

"This is a long-term plan, and you have to be prepared to kill two birds with one stone."

"Yes, understand."

"By the way, how is the research on their satellite phone going?"

Lawrence smiled bitterly. "We haven't figured it out yet, but we've found the direction. The space agency is also ready and can launch the satellite anytime!"

The white-haired old man nodded and said, "Get it done as soon as possible. I heard that this kind of telephone communication is very convenient. We can't fall behind!"

Lawrence nodded, and then heard the old man say, "The foundation of that continent is so strong that it is impossible to shake it!"

"So, we need to continue to invest in the cultural fields of Wadao and South Korea. Their hormones are too strong and need to be reduced."

“Let’s start with this generation!”

"Yes, understand."

Lawrence's heart tightened. This matter had been carried out for more than ten years. He thought the other party had forgotten it, but now he still remembered it.

As if he could see through Lawrence's thoughts, the white-haired old man snorted coldly, "Never loosen the rope of a vicious dog. Only when it is tightened will it be obedient and become a pet dog."

"Yes, I understand. I'll have people increase the investment later."

Only then was the white-haired old man satisfied.

Lawrence understood that Wodao had been jumping around a bit recently. Taking advantage of the improved economy, he began to think of himself as a "human" and forgot that he was a "dog".

The two chatted for a while by the lake, and the old man lost interest, put away his fishing rod and walked back.

The bodyguard behind him hurried forward to help pack up.

"Get a bucket of water!"

The old man suddenly spoke, and Lawrence smiled, "Mrs. Chelsea will definitely be very happy."

The old man shrugged and said, "Yes, I came to get water for her. The flowers at home can grow well thanks to this water."

Lawrence nodded in agreement, because the flowers growing in their home were also watered with lake water.

After sending the old man to the car and watching it drive away, Lawrence walked aside and said goodbye.

Smith leaned against the trunk, holding his cigarette in both hands.

In the passenger seat, the female secretary Mengsha was holding documents with a calm expression.

"Sir, where are we going?"

Smith stepped forward to ask, Lawrence opened the car door, then sat aside and picked up the materials handed to him by the front seat.

He glanced at it and then said with a smile, "Go to the Space Agency and have a look. They are working on space-based weapons there. I wonder how they will turn out in the end!"