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A cruise ship slowly docked, and a working group from Congress was ready to disembark.

This is a very luxurious, but not very large cruise ship. From the name of the ship on its bow, "Princess Polis", it can be seen that it should be a private ship.

In fact, there is no shortage of such ships for the rich. They are larger than cruise ships, so they can travel across the sea.

But it is smaller than ordinary large cruise ships, so it will not appear too cumbersome.

It is like a mobile palace on the sea. Many rich people have such "big toys".

This time the Congress men said they would come to Nagalir, but there was no direct ship sailing that day.

Maybe it was a favor from the Congress men, or maybe the capitalists just wanted to show their faces in front of the Congress men. In short, a private luxury cruise ship carried these men to Nagaril.

The hull of the ship was close to the shore, but not completely close. When it was still some distance away, it slowly stopped.

The gangway was lowered, and the leading senator had a cordial conversation with a guy who was supposed to be a capitalist.

The two then shook hands, said goodbye to each other, and left.

The captain stood behind the capitalist and asked, "Sir, do you need to sail back?"

The capitalist had a weird smile on his face and shook his head.

He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it. "I'll give you a holiday. They will go back with us soon..."

The captain looked at those congressional gentlemen, didn't he say... they want to stay here permanently?

But the captain didn't ask why, it had nothing to do with him.

When the group left the gangway and stepped on the ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, the hull itself is very stable when on the boat, but no matter how stable it is, it is still on the sea.

There is bound to be some degree of shaking.

Sometimes if the shaking is a little more violent, it will give people a very uneasy feeling of dizziness.

Only at this moment, stepping on the dirt, can they feel true peace.

At this time, the leader of the working group, a well-known member of Congress, frowned and looked around.

The bustling port is already beginning to show its potential for future development, with almost countless people engaged in various jobs.

Large amounts of supplies were unloaded from the ships and immediately loaded onto trucks for transportation.

There are some materials that can only be produced by the Federation, such as steel structural components.

The bustling and bustling port indicates people's expectations for this place.

However, the team leader looked around and did not see any convoy coming to pick them up.

He asked the team member responsible for the docking work, a member of Congress, "Did you and Catherine tell us the time of our arrival?"

The team member in charge of the opposite party nodded repeatedly, "We have communicated twice, and there is no problem with the time. We are half an hour ahead of schedule."

"Then why didn't I see the car coming to pick us up?"

You must know that these people together are not just a few people, but dozens of people.

With so many people, if the state government arranged for special vehicles to pick them up, there would have to be at least a dozen.

But looking around, except for trucks, there was no decent fleet visible in the entire port.

Only then did the team member react. He was afraid that the final responsibility would fall on him, so he quickly explained, "Maybe we arrived early, so they haven't arrived yet."

"You know, Federation shipping is always late, never early."

"But it doesn't matter. I have their phone number. I'll find a phone number and call him to urge him..."

The team leader's expression looked better now. He nodded reservedly, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, "Arrange it as soon as possible, the dust here is too big!"

Can it be smaller?

With a temperature of more than 30 degrees and long periods of exposure to the sun, even at the seaside, the humid air has no connection with the land.

The dried dust was blown everywhere with the movement of various construction vehicles. Although it was lively, if you look closely, it was indeed flying dust.

The team member responsible for the connection found a phone booth not far away. He quickly dialed the state government number, and the person who answered the phone was Catherine herself.

"Governor Catherine, we have contacted before..."

"Yes, it's me. We have arrived at the port of Nagaril..."

"No, I didn't call you to let you know we'd arrived, I mean, didn't you send a car to pick us up?"

"...Why do you think so?!"

"Now comes...hell!"

The team member slammed the receiver on the pay phone.

What he meant by calling Catherine that they had arrived was to ask Catherine where the motorcade that came to pick them up was.

But Catherine just said "I know" to deal with it, and never mentioned the reception work.

When he mentioned whether he could accommodate them, Catherine refused on the grounds that the state government currently did not have any spare fleet, saying that a place to stay had been prepared for them...

Then he hung up the phone.

No convoy!

No reception!

The team members who were docking didn’t even know how to tell the team leader about this!

You know, when the Congress goes to local areas to participate in work, the local reception standards are very high. For example, in some remote places, even the governor himself has to appear on the scene to welcome the arrival of the Congressional working group.

The convoy and everything else are the most basic reception measures, but today, something went wrong with these things!

The team members walked up to the team leader, were silent for two seconds, and then told the truth.

It is impossible for him to bear this responsibility. Representatives are not senators.

In fact, the House of Representatives changes very quickly. If the senators are dissatisfied with them, they can quickly change the strategy of party committee members in selecting candidates for public office.

Without the support of recommendations within the party, they would not be able to secure this position!

After the team member finished speaking about the content of his phone call with Catherine, he immediately expressed self-criticism for his inadequate work.

However, the team leader did not accommodate him. He just smiled and asked him to contact his acquaintances here and get them away as soon as possible.

In fact, the team leader also knew very well. It was not that Catherine didn't know, or the state government lacked a fleet or something.

Those state governments in the federal region don’t have fleets of vehicles?

With so many taxpayers watching, how dare the state government build a fleet of its own for “enjoyment”?

Although the state government does not have it, the capitalists do!

Isn't this just a phone call?

Slem's casinos and some central business districts have begun operations, and they rely heavily on the state government and city hall.

With just one phone call, these capitalists will rush out a fleet of vehicles to help the state government complete the reception work.

But the state government didn’t do that. Why?

Because of confrontation!

This is a warning and a warning. Catherine, or Lynch, is telling them in this way that they are an unwelcome group of people.

But...who cares?

No one likes congressmen, but they can't live without congressmen. They have plenty of time to slowly negotiate and fight!

The team leader was not angry, which made the team members breathe a huge sigh of relief.

He quickly called people he knew well here. As a member of Congress, he still had some connections.

The person who answered the phone was a businessman who was in the process of leaping from businessman to capitalist, so they knew each other and had a certain friendship.

Who among the real big capitalists cares about such a "consumable" as the House of Representatives and still maintains contact with them?

After returning from the phone booth, the group left the port and rested in a hotel outside the port.

As it took about seven or eight hours for the convoy to come from Slem, it was already afternoon.

In other words, it was already midnight when the convoy arrived, so they decided to set off the next morning.

As soon as they arrived in Nagaril, these people encountered a tough response from the state government, and no one was in the mood to go out for fun.

Although the team leader was cheerful, everyone knew that he must be angry inside.

After all, he has been ignored by the local government. This is a provocation and a humiliation to the Congressman!

Are you still going out to play under such circumstances?

I'm afraid that if I don't go back, I'll have to prepare to change my job!

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, everyone left by car after eating, and they didn't even pay for hotel accommodation——

Friends of the group members paid for them. This is the most common "interaction" between capitalists and politicians.

They solve everything for politicians in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and politicians will also give them some help and some positive feedback.

Several cars have been prepared, as well as two buses.

Ordinary staff and congressmen rode in buses, while only senators rode in cars.

The team leader and another deputy team leader were sitting in the same car. The car was driving on the newly built highway outside the city, and everything smelled "fresh".

Obviously, this highway was built not long ago, and in some sections you can still see tools and equipment that had not been removed in time.

"I'm afraid this journey won't be easy..."

The team leader's words drew the deputy team leader's attention back from the window.

He looked at the team leader's solemn expression and nodded, "No one else would have allowed us to achieve our goal easily."

"The local council has not contacted us so far. It seems that they are firmly on Lynch's side."

"Have you thought about how to solve the current situation?"

The team leader seemed to have a headache, "It's not realistic to directly confront Lynch. We lack the power to take action."

"Currently we can only target Catherine and the professor. If we can force Lynch to sit down and negotiate with us by suppressing them, then there is still a great chance."

The deputy team leader seemed to be speaking to himself or to the team leader. His voice was very low, but the team leader happened to be able to hear it.

"That's one trillion. How many things can be done with one trillion, and who can give up so easily?"