Chapter 2013 Arrangements and Invitations

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"I need to know how much power the Cheyenne have in the Bureau of Indian Affairs!"

Let everyone go down, leaving Li Zitao alone in the room with Waku.

Waku speaks good English and attended community college.

Although the results are not ideal.

But at least fluent communication is not a problem, and the indigenous language he speaks is also the first language that Li Zitao cannot understand.

It seems that his talents are limited to mainstream social language. ’

In Waku's narrative, the Cheyenne tribe was a very powerful tribe among the Indian tribes.

However, they belong to a very small branch of the Cheyenne tribe.

There are few people, little money, and little power.

This is the current situation Waku is facing, and the situation they face is urgent.

Very embarrassed too!

This action against Mobil was not the Cheyenne people's idea.

It should be said that it was not Waku's idea.

He was just told to do it, and someone gave him a lot of money.

Not only that, they also provided a large amount of food, seeds, livestock, etc. to the Waku tribe.

There is also a promise if Waku does what they say they will do.

In the end, the Cheyenne people will get more land, and natural pastures containing a lot of pasture will be included in private reservations.

"Have you met each other?" Li Zitao asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, white man... about seven feet tall, with a big beard and a very strong build!"

"Are there any obvious signs?"

Li Zitao is trying to figure out who is behind this.

"He has a tattoo on his neck."

Waku said, pointing to the left side of his neck.

His body is covered with tribal tattoos, which are protective talismans.

It allows them to receive blessings from their ancestors and the earth.

At first, special paint was just applied to the surface of the skin.

But with the emergence of tattoo technology, tribal people who came into contact with the outside world began to accept this new technology.

"What's it like? Draw it and show it to me."

Li Zitao tore off a piece of paper and pushed it in front of him along with the pen.

"Can."

Waku grabbed the pen awkwardly with his big hand, and the soul painter came online immediately.

Seeing what looked like a mess of graffiti, Li Zitao really couldn't identify any clues from it.

"Evelyn."

The door was pushed open, and Evelin took the painting in his hand.

"Give this to SHIELD and the Think Tank and see if they can find any clues."

Evelin nodded and left, and the door was closed again.

"Waku...it's like this, Mobil's progress has fallen behind."

"I hope that from today on, you can restrain your people so that the same thing will not happen again."

"Do you understand what I mean?" Li Zitao said seriously.

"Understood...Master." Waku said as he knelt down.

"No, no, no." Li Zitao shook his head repeatedly to stop his movement.

"There is no master, only sir... You just work for me, not hard."

"This is the 20th century, and no one is anyone's slave."

There was a certain luster in Waku's eyes, and he nodded solemnly: "Understood, sir."

"very good."

Sitting down again, Li Zitao told him about his future plans for the Xia'an tribe.

"The east side of the private land is a fertile natural pasture. I will transfer it to your tribe in a private name. From now on, it will be included in the private land."

"Beyond that, I want you, or your people, to submit an application to the Bureau of Indian Affairs."

"Your tribe must join the council and take the initiative to have a say."

Waku looked at him silently and calmly, and asked after a moment: "This is impossible, they will not agree."

"Yes, they won't agree if it's just you."

"But things are different now, you just have to submit the application and the rest is mine."

Hearing what Li Zitao said, Waku nodded to express his understanding.

"Great, do it now."

Li Zitao signaled that he could leave. From today on, the people of Waku will become Li's own people.

As long as he does what he says and doesn't have any small thoughts that he shouldn't have.

Everyone knew that he was always generous to his own people.

“Evelin, send Waku out.”

After sending Waku away, Mayor Barton and Chief Reno returned to the room with confusion.

"This ends this matter. I will donate $10,000 to the police department, as well as some of SHIELD's latest standard weapons...a police armored vehicle."

"It's time for your equipment to be updated."

Li Zitao's generosity allowed the two of them to swallow their complaints.

Donations of $10,000, weapons, armored police vehicles.

These are real benefits and they are not deserved.

So, they should be grateful for it.

"And you, Barton."

Li Zitao tapped his fingers on the table, while Barton waited expectantly and nervously.

"Would you be interested in going to Chicago?"

Patton's previous performance showed his courage to fight to the death.

This has greatly changed Li Zitao's impression of him. Maybe he can change some things.

Chicago is a hot potato.

Since 1955, various serious cases and murders have occurred every day.

Nowadays, it is such a mess that no one without courage dares to work there.

The previous mayor has not yet waited for his second term.

The man had already collapsed on the steps in front of the city hall.

In the black car whizzing by, two semi-automatic machine guns fired wildly, ending his life.

"Sir, do you want me to go to Chicago and be mayor?"

Barton looked at him uncertainly, with surprise and a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

Yes, this is a rare opportunity.

If you do it well, it's a great achievement. If you don't do it well...

At least it could end your political career, or at worst, your life may be at risk.

"Yes, but I'm not sure you have the guts?"

Li Zitao was irritating him, and they both knew it.

What remains to be seen now is whether he has the courage to accept the call and agree to the job.

"gentlemen…"

Barton looked at him suspiciously, "If I agree, can you ensure that the position is mine?"

"Yes, I'm sure...100% sure!" Li Zitao answered firmly.

I dare not say anything else, but it is the place where he made his fortune.

Even though he has been away for many years, his influence in Chicago still remains.

Not to mention that the place is now a mess that everyone hates.

Like a piece of shit on the side of the road.

As long as they have extra choices, they will not take the initiative to pick up a piece of shit.

I feel dirty even if I look at it for a second longer.

"I agreed." Barton did not let him wait too long and agreed to his invitation.

Li Zitao stood up, stretched out his hand and said, "You made a clear choice, and thank you for your efforts."

"This is what I should do, sir." Barton held his hand with honor.

The conversation ended here, and Barton was going back to work.

He still had a lot to tie up before leaving.

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