Kurd's round face was immediately filled with smiles, and his cheeks became even more shiny due to the excessive smile. He rubbed his hands, appearing extremely attentive, and said in an eager voice:

"Sir Abraham, it is a great honor for me to have you here! Don't worry, I, Kurd, will personally supervise all the matters you mentioned, no matter how big or small, and will never let you worry about it! The government affairs of the New Alliance, especially those related to Honkai

The coordination work of the Administration has always been a key concern of my Cultural Committee. I have always emphasized that the seamless connection between culture and government affairs can better promote the development of all parties."

Kurd then continued:

"Our Cultural Committee has also been committed to maintaining cultural exchanges among all ethnic groups and coordinating various conflicts of interest. Especially when it comes to border area affairs, of course we fully support the work of the Administration!

You see, the enforcement efforts of the Administration in the New World are obvious to all. Our Cultural Committee has always cooperated. Not only did we not obstruct it, but we vigorously promoted the great achievements of the Administration through various channels. Look, which media has not included Honkai Management?

Is the game held in high esteem?"

He kept talking, with the usual glibness of bureaucrats, and every word he said demonstrated his incomparable "loyalty" and "efficiency."

"Of course, the horse racing business you mentioned is also a manifestation of our cultural committee's efforts to balance the interests of all parties. When it comes to the implementation of policies of the New Alliance and the Kingdom of Heaven, we have always followed the will of the Kingdom of Heaven, and headed by the Administration Bureau, we will never

No other ideas.”

The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven tilted his head slightly, listening to Kurd's tirade, a warm and bright smile flashed in his eyes.

His golden eyes had a different kind of luster, and his gaze seemed to penetrate Kurd's hypocritical smile.

When Kurd finally stopped talking incessantly, Xia Xiu spoke slowly, with a hint of teasing in his calm voice:

"Really? I didn't expect your Cultural Committee to be so supportive of the work of the Administration. Unfortunately, that's not what I heard."

The smile on Kurd's face froze.

"I heard that the Cultural Committee interfered too much in the logistics review of the border area. Not only did it line its own pockets, it also raised a private extraordinary army and secretly made profits."

"Not to mention, you have been making the horse racing industry more difficult to work with."

There was a moment of embarrassment on the face of the fat director Kurd. The corners of his mouth twitched, and the panic in his eyes almost overflowed, but he soon returned to his smile, and his face was still full of flattery.

Zhu Xia Xiu said:

"Ahaha, your Excellency, which bastard are you talking about who dares to gossip in front of you?! These rumors are simply shameless! Scum with ulterior motives, I promise you that I will never tolerate such nonsense!

The Honkai Authority is the cornerstone of the New Alliance, how can we, the Cultural Committee, obstruct it? It’s just those villains spreading random rumors and malicious slander!"

He was smiling all over his face and tried his best to avoid responsibility in his words.

After Xia Xiu finished listening, he had a noncommittal look on his face, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then he spoke slowly:

"Director Kurd, there is no need to say more about the situation."

The blond young man narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the director in front of him:

"I didn't come here today to listen to your clichés."

“The reason why I am here is because of the racing matters at the New Era Racecourse, which have been arbitrated by senior representatives of the Ducey government, the president of the Second Federal Reserve Bank, and the Prime Minister of the New Alliance Economic Adjustment Council and the Mediation Court.

Commissioned by John K. Hanks."

As he spoke, Xia Xiu still had his warm and bright smile on his face, as if he was chatting casually, but with every word coming out of his mouth, the atmosphere in the whole room condensed, and the surrounding air

It began to become sticky and oppressive, and the invisible pressure was like a mountain, shrouding the director's body.

Kurd faced this terrifying aura, cold sweat slid down his fat cheeks, and he subconsciously touched the [Financial Beast] card in his pocket.

As a senior official of the Federation and a member of a financial institution, he carries five [Financial Beast] cards from the Federation's fifty-four cards.

Although his proficiency in controlling these evil beast cards is very poor, these five cards are enough to make him confident in front of ordinary people.

However, facing the fourth sword holder in heaven, these cards are simply a joke.

But just knowing that, he still subconsciously clutched the cards in his pocket, his fingertips turned white, and his palms were already wet with cold sweat.

Xia Xiu glanced at his movements and didn't pay too much attention. His eyes were still focused. He stretched out his right hand and raised three fingers:

"I came here only to do three things - fairness, fairness, and..."

"fair!"

The golden eyes of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven were like sharp knives piercing Kurd's eyes at this moment. His smile was still bright, but the threat and coldness hidden in it shocked Kurd's whole body.

"I have seen government documents from the Social and Cultural Committee, so I know what you, or the groups behind you, are doing - whether it is cultural isolation policies or internal exploitation."

Kurd felt a chill spreading down his spine, his fingers were trembling slightly, his fat body tightened involuntarily, and the smile on his face seemed stiff.

He wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't say a word at all.

And Xia Xiu's words were still echoing in his ears:

"I didn't care before, but now, I have stopped all your department's policies - especially the reporting department under your department. Stop demonizing reports and don't add explosives to the powder keg.

At the same time, we need to unravel the so-called cultural isolation zone for people with strange hooves like horses, untie the review mechanism for cultural festivals and customary activities of infected people, and untie the licensing review system for cultural activities of infected people.

If you can't do it, then I'll let you experience the administration's own 'fairness'."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Director Kurd felt an unprecedented humiliation and anger. This humiliation slowly fermented in his heart, burning his remaining pride like a corrosive agent.

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His fat face was full of smiles, but his heart was like a beast on the verge of breaking out.

The humiliation mixed with hatred made him almost breathless, but under the golden eyes of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven, he did not dare to show anything strange.

He could only force out a smile, suppress the shame in his heart, and agree in a low voice:

"Definitely, definitely, everything will be done according to your instructions, without any delay."

Xia Xiu stood up, raised his glass with his hand, and took a sip of Silver Moon Wine, seemingly not noticing the inner turmoil of the director of the Social and Cultural Committee in front of him.

This wine is good, I can buy a few bottles in the future. He praised it a few times in his heart.

Then, Xia Xiu picked up his top hat and silver cane, lowered his eyes slightly, and said with a calm smile:

"I hope that the unblocking announcement will be issued within today. Regarding the lifting of the domestic blockade, the green light is all the way. I don't want to hear any excuses - you are more slippery than anyone else in the blockade and unblocking."

After that, he told the director that he was busy with work and wanted to leave first.

Immediately, the director could only see the back of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven who turned around and walked out of the room without hesitation.

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When Xia Xiu's figure completely disappeared outside the door, only the director's gloomy face and the secretary's anxious figure were left in the room.

The entire space seemed to be shrouded in low air pressure, and the suffocating silence was disturbing.

Sudden.

Bang--

A loud noise broke the dead silence. The director slammed the precious bottle of Silver Moon wine to the ground with a slap. The bottle shattered instantly, the wine splashed everywhere, and the glass fragments flew across the secretary's thigh, leaving several streaks.

The bright red gash. Although the pain spread throughout his body, the secretary only dared to stand trembling, not daring to say a word.

There was a flash of anger on the fat director's face, and he gritted his teeth and ordered in a low voice:

"You just heard what he said. Do what he said and implement it immediately. Send a warning to those departments and ask them to be honest. Tell them that the 'wild dogs' have targeted them. If they dare to act recklessly again, they will be committing suicide."

Seeking death."

He sneered and continued to add: "Don't those guys always think that the Administration is a wild dog on the outside? Let them know now that this dog is no joke."

The secretary nodded immediately and responded with a hint of trembling: "Yes, Director." Then he quickly left the room.

After the secretary left, the director walked to the quaint telephone with a tired look, stretched out his hand and dialed a few numbers, and the call was quickly connected.

"exist."

A hoarse response came from the other side, and he spoke coldly:

"About Mikhail and those infected people, let's stop for a moment - the biggest 'wild dog' has already set its sights on us. Ask your men to be more honest... No, wait,

The matter regarding Mikhail cannot be completely stopped."

A hint of coldness flashed in the director's eyes and he continued:

"Although that monster has a huge appetite, cutting off half or even three-quarters of our hard work for so many years should be able to feed him temporarily. Looking at his behavior, you should understand that he and the Federation's Atlas

Like the giants, they are both political animals through and through."

"Don't be too anxious, let's take a look at the situation first. Shut down the Blood Network first, and don't let wild dogs pick up the scent, not even the slightest bit. If you can't cover it up, I will scrap it. You should also pay attention to the Blood Branch people.

Guys like Mikhail can create a violent society on the scale of Liberation Hooves, and they must be indispensable behind it."

"Well..., let's leave it like this for now."

After giving all the instructions, Kurd hung up the phone and slumped back in his chair, exhaustion flooding his body like a tide.

His eyes were dim and dull, and all his strength was drained away at this moment.

He unconsciously reached out his hand and touched an old photo on the table.

It was a photo of him and a little girl - in the photo, he was wearing casual clothes, with a long-lost smile on his face, holding the girl high with his hands, and the girl's face was also filled with an innocent and bright smile.

His fingertips lightly traced the slightly yellowed edge of the photo, and it felt cold to the touch, taking away the last trace of warmth from him.

Kurd looked at the bright smile in the photo, but an uncontrollable heavy feeling surged in his heart for no reason, and some kind of depressive cloud enveloped his heart.

That carefree smile formed a sharp contrast with his current state of mind, making him feel an indescribable loss.

Thinking of the unmistakable golden eyes of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven and the lingering intimidation just now, Kurd felt that he was in a net that could collapse at any time and could not escape.
To be continued...