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The Shadow Tycoon

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Chapter 178: Beyond the Country’s Borders

Amid brief but enthusiastic greetings, Mr. Adelaide sat at the head of the conference table.

It was hard to imagine that a chief of staff, a man with no concrete official post, merely carrying the title of Federal Progressive Party member and serving another politician, could have such airs, or rather, such standing.

He sat at the head of the conference table. Not Senator Green, not Mayor Langdon of Sabine City, and certainly not William, but a chief of staff with no “official position.”

Yet no one found it surprising, because the governor trusted this chief of staff deeply. Many of the policies issued by the state government in fact came from the governor’s advisory team.

Sometimes the truth really did not feel as real as people imagined it would. Sometimes the governor’s words, his attitude, his position, and even the expression he wore before the public had all been designed by these people in advance. The governor merely carried them out.

This was not to say the governor did nothing. He was not a puppet. It was simply that his aides were extremely capable and could reduce much of his workload. That gave people reason to respect Mr. Adelaide.

He was an important figure who could directly influence the governor’s attitude.

“Thank you all very much for coming here despite this terrible weather. I am sincerely grateful to each of you.” Adelaide wore a smile. His voice was gentle, not sharp, and his speaking pace was not fast. Every word was enunciated very clearly and completely.

Different regions had different accents, and between certain words there were local forms of linking sounds. But none of that appeared in Adelaide’s speech. Every word he spoke was standard enough for a radio announcer.

It was difficult to dislike a man like that, especially when he was so polite.

“Some of the circumstances we face now are very much like the bad weather outside. Beginning this month, every local government across the state will begin issuing the dole, yet we still face an enormous shortfall.”

“The average unemployment rate across the state has already broken thirteen percent. In certain cities, the unemployment rate is even higher. From some of the data I have received...” As he spoke, he could not help laughing. “By contrast, places with less industrial development are actually finding it easier to face a severe economic recession.”

This was also a phenomenon people had only recently discovered. After the population had over-concentrated in cities, some towns were suffering less serious problems, especially certain farming towns.

Every household had its own fields and livestock. Their lives were not very different even from the best times in the past. Just as now, in the worst of times, their lives still remained much the same as before.

Self-sufficiency had become a new proposition. Some believed this method could lighten certain burdens, but this clearly mistaken argument had been quietly suppressed before it had time to take shape on any scale.

“During this period, we have been paying close attention to Sabine City’s work relating to secondhand trade and exchanges. I must say, this method is indeed very good.” He took some documents from his briefcase, said “excuse me,” and put on his glasses.

Tilting his neck back slightly and holding the documents at some distance from himself, he finally made out the contents clearly. “We conducted a survey. We asked ordinary citizens who had participated in the Consignment Auction and made purchases what they thought of this transaction. Their answers were very gratifying.”

“They bought things they had always wanted, and that were necessary for life, with less money. Because of that, they saved part of their money and could put it toward other expenses, reducing the burden of their lives.”

Adelaide removed his glasses. “Almost everyone thinks this way. Langdon, you did very well on this matter.”

The mayor nodded. It was impossible to tell whether he was pleased. Adelaide continued, “I believe a good tree doesn’t bear just one good fruit. That is why we are sitting here. His Excellency the Governor needs you to speak your thoughts freely. Perhaps salvation is hidden in the collision of these ideas.”

“A good tree doesn’t bear just one good fruit” was an old saying in the Federation. It was often used to describe a string of good things, or a kind of hopeful expectation.

The mayor did not speak. He merely lowered his head and looked at the notebook in front of him with great seriousness. William did not speak either. It was not yet his turn.

The fact that these two did not speak did not mean others would remain silent. This was a fine opportunity to become familiar to the governor. If some of their ideas could actually be used, then they would have climbed onto the governor’s line.

There were countless capable people in society. Take Asher, the new manager under William, for example. He not only had ability but also a distinctive quality, yet before meeting William, his circumstances had not been good.

Having ability was one thing. Having a stage on which to display that ability was another. Many people possessed the former, but not the latter.

If they had the chance to connect with the governor, it would be equivalent to gaining a stage.

 
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