Chapter 1146

Chi Jun base, Zhang Tao Tao looked at the Su brothers and said softly, "I have a friend who can actually talk to Wu Boxin. He's also in the chamber of commerce."

Su Tianyu turned his head, his eyes bright as he looked at his sister-in-law and said, "I knew it. When my brother brought you here, he definitely wanted to make me happy..."

"Pa!"

Su Tiannan slapped him on the head: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Su Tianyu shrank his neck: "I mean, my sister-in-law is really capable. Tell us, what kind of relationship is it?!"

...

Second District, Manchester.

This is an old English city, famous throughout the world for its football. Before the Era, it was a darling of capital. The tourism industry was developed, and it was a paradise for *nenmo* (soft model), the rich, and entertainment reporters, and it also had the reputation of a glorious city that never sleeps.

Evening, a little after seven o'clock.

In a villa in the mountains of Manchester, Wu Boxin sat in his study on the second floor, calmly drinking red wine, completely ignoring the six or seven men in suits standing at the door.

Wu Boxin is 55 years old this year. He is of Chinese descent and is the president of the Chinese Federation of Commerce in the Second District, as well as a district councilor in the Lower House of the Second District.

Wu Boxin's grandfather was one of the earliest Chinese immigrant businessmen. In the old century, he brought his whole family to Manchester. This old man was very serious. After working hard here for nearly thirty years, he founded the Chinese Federation of Commerce, which was considered a capital built from scratch in that era.

In the hands of Wu Boxin's father, the development of the Chinese Federation of Commerce was relatively stable. Although there was no major breakthrough, it also completed a smooth transition and accumulated heritage.

More than twenty years ago, Wu's father passed away, and Wu Boxin took over the family business. At that time, he was very young and energetic. Using the foundation accumulated by his father, he completely grew the Chinese Federation of Commerce in the new era.

Currently in the Second District, this chamber of commerce has a very huge influence in the political field and in the Chinese community. Its size and political value cannot be compared with the programmers' association, because it takes the route of upper-level control of the lower-level. Many bigwigs in the association are among the best in the Chinese community.

Wu Boxin is quite successful in his career, but his life is not as satisfactory. He is a bit traditional and has always wanted to have more sons to make the family more prosperous, but unfortunately... his body is not very useful, and his luck is also relatively poor. He only has three daughters and one son.

When he was young, Wu Boxin was a low-key and introverted person, very pragmatic, and took every step very steadily. But as time went by, he became more and more sharp as he got older. In recent years, some of the remarks he has made have been relatively radical, and this is why he was "invited" here.

In short, his life journey vividly illustrates the saying that one should be steady when young and flamboyant when old.

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Inside the room.

Wu Boxin drank red wine and kept smoothing his sparse Mediterranean hairstyle. This is his habit. Since his wife passed away, he has been very concerned about his image. He has also dated several famous *nenmo* and celebrities, but none of them produced any feelings, and he was even cuckolded twice.

This kind of mental blow is absolutely fatal. In a fit of anger, Wu Boxin had a "enlargement" surgery, which cost more than a million, but it was useless. It still lasted as long as it lasted.

"Squeak!"

While Wu Boxin was drinking, the door was pushed open, and a Chinese youth in a suit walked in: "Hello, Mr. Wu."

Wu Boxin glanced at the other party with contempt and did not respond at all.

"Hehe. My name is Zhang Baofeng. I am a foreign intelligence officer from the Central Bureau of the First District. Hello!" The young man held out his hand.

Wu Boxin crossed his legs and didn't even look at the other party.

He is very arrogant.

But he has the capital to be arrogant. Old Wu is not only the president of a chamber of commerce, but also a district councilor in the Lower House of the Second District.

Some people may not understand the value of this identity, and always feel that the position of councilor is more of an aura blessing and has no practical use.

But the actual situation is that in the political system of the Second District, councilors are very powerful. It's not like anyone who has money can just get in.

The main administrative structure of the Second District is a bicameral system. The Upper House and the Lower House are the highest legislative and administrative bodies in the region. Its most direct power is to remove the first leader and reject the leader's various decisions.

The Upper House is the House of Lords, because there are a large number of "royal descendants" in the Second District, so some of the seats in the Upper House are obtained through inheritance, and the remaining seats are only selected from dignitaries and nobles. There is no public recommendation or voting.

The Lower House, also known as the House of Commons, is entirely publicly elected by the regions. dafengxiaoshuo.com (Big Wind Novel)

In the old era, the number of councilors in the Lower House was only 650. After the integration of various countries in the new era, the total number of seats was expanded to 2,100, but you must know that this covers the population of the entire European continent.

What kind of competitiveness is this? What is the value?

Both houses can participate in regional government discussions, and each vote is worth a fortune.

Therefore, the Central Bureau of the First District can only "politely" invite Wu Boxin, but they dare not be rude to him, let alone carry out any assassinations.

On the sofa.

Zhang Baofeng looked at Wu Boxin and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, it's still about the unified management of the association. We intend to help you integrate all the Chinese-funded chambers of commerce in the Second District, and you will be the leader to guide and manage them in a unified manner..."

"What do you think you are?!" Wu Boxin opened his mouth with a national curse: "You want me to take the lead and be a traitor, like Wang Jingwei? Let me tell you, don't say you're some bullshit bureau from the First District, even if you're the highest judicial institution in the Second District, I won't listen to you! You arrested me, right? Okay, I'll just take this opportunity to recuperate. Even if you beg me, I won't go out."

"Don't get excited...!"

"I'll count to three, and you get the hell out of here, or I'll pour this glass of wine down your nose." Wu Boxin cursed with a slightly agitated tone.

"Hehe." Zhang Baofeng looked at him: "If you don't accept this kind of communication, then we can only change to another one."

"You want to torture me?!" Wu Boxin sneered and cursed: "I'm already in my fifties. I've probably thought about the words I say a thousand times before they come out of my mouth. If I was afraid of you, I wouldn't have openly criticized you! I just want to curse you bastards. The efforts of overseas Chinese businessmen for more than a hundred years will be wasted because of your bullshit policy. You are going against the general public. You will definitely not have a good ending!"

Zhang Baofeng was not agitated. He just turned his head and nodded to the people at the door.

About thirty seconds later, a young man of about twenty-seven or eight years old was brought in. He was wearing a well-fitting suit, combed with a hairstyle befitting a high-quality man, and walked to Wu Boxin.

Old Wu was stunned for a moment: "Why are you back?"

"Dad... I've already surrendered, you... surrender too." The young man leaned over and sat on the sofa: "I think the unified management opinion proposed by the Central Bureau is very suitable..."

"I'm suitable for your old six!"

Wu Boxin cursed in a rage, and threw the red wine glass over.

"Shua!"

The young man dodged, and his hairstyle didn't even get messed up: "Dad, just agree!"