"What should I do now?"


    Wood looked up at godall sitting opposite him. He didn''t know what he thought, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.


    He hasn''t left here these days and has been waiting for the good news from gordol. Unfortunately, the good news may still need to wait, but the bad news came first.


    Wood knows Mrs. Vivian. It is no exaggeration to say that as one of the city''s tycoons, he is often the face of those big people at banquets. But he never told anyone. In fact, he didn''t like it very much, because he didn''t feel much respect from those big people. They even used the nickname "woodcutter wood" to satirize that he came from the countryside.


    But he had to be there again. His lifelong pursuit was in that small circle. It was not easy to squeeze in. How could he leave without hesitation?


    If these things had not happened, he might still think that one day he could embark on the road of politics, as before, so that he sprinkled most of his savings on this road. He had intended to submit his application for election at the end of the term of office of the two senators in tenell two years later, but all this was terminated a few days ago.


    There is some inexplicable relaxation in my heart, as well as the hatred of loss.


    Some confused thoughts were soon dragged back by him. After a little meditation, he nodded his head and said, "you made a mistake!". Gordol looked at him very seriously. His expression was like a student sitting in the classroom studying hard, which made wood feel some wonderful satisfaction, "You shouldn''t greet prando, let alone talk to him. Do you think he really entered here in a police car despite criticism because he felt a heavy pressure?"


    "No, you''re wrong!"


    "His purpose is to tell everyone that he, the chief of the tennell regional police station, has come to you. Only in this way can he get himself out of this matter. In fact, it is not difficult to imagine that at the level of Mrs. Vivian, she will never get in touch with this gang member called cod. She doesn''t even know who, what and who this guy is So she went to prando. At that time, the responsibility lay on prando''s shoulder. If Mrs. Vivian was angry if she couldn''t find cod, prando was definitely a victim. "


    "But when he comes to you in full view of the public, it is tantamount to handing over the responsibility to you, and you take it over with both hands like an idiot, turn it into a noose and put it around your neck."


    Gordol''s face is a lot ugly. In front of wood... At least under the current situation, he doesn''t need to keep a hypocritical face. Wood is a "Comer" , he was able to understand his mood. But what he didn''t expect was that there was such a thing behind this matter, which gave godall a feeling that it was hard to say. It was like he was fooled and assumed the responsibility that didn''t belong to him.


    He took a deep breath, calmed his mood, lowered his voice and asked, "I don''t want to hear this. I just want to know how I can get through the current difficulties if I can''t find cod."


    Instead of answering, wood talked about another topic, "do you know how we deal with people like you?". Before godall could speak, wood continued: "We will arrange a charge for you and send you to a district prison. Then an insignificant character you once humiliated will stab you in the back when you don''t pay attention. He will add 30 or 50 years'' imprisonment, and then die inexplicably in various accidents in the future, while you die in ''Gang struggle''. There is no doubt that this is the most important thing Simple handling will not cause any big disturbance. Your men will choose a new leader and retaliate. "


    "Look, the trouble has been solved. We combed the unstable factors in the city again, killing more with one stone."


    Just as gordol''s anger was about to break out, wood raised his hand and pressed it, "To solve the current trouble... How to say, it''s difficult to say, but it''s just like that. It''s not difficult to say, and it needs some means. First, you must take yourself out of this matter and shift the responsibility to others, just like pranddo did. Then you have to take the gift to Mrs. Vivian personally, take the initiative to admit your mistake, and then take the responsibility back and wait for it to happen."


    Wood''s suggestion made godall a little confused. Looking at the confusion in his eyes, wood smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I finally calmed down these days. At that time, I was really stupid. Robben had told me the truth, but I ignored it and made a big mistake, so don''t think I''m stupid. I''m not stupid or crazy!" At this time, wood gradually woke up from the pain and impulse. A few days ago, he also thought about how to retaliate back, how to expand his pain ten times or a hundred times to the boy named Dulin.


    But gradually, when he calmed down, he found that the root of all the pain came from himself - his mind had become stiff, but so impulsive, which caused these consequences.


    If he could calmly sit down and talk to Turin, if he could calm down as Robben asked in the face of his brother''s tragic death, there might be no later things. But he was too impulsive. The survival of upper class society for many years made him feel that the conflict between himself and Turin was a humiliation to himself, and he just wanted to impose these on him as soon as possible The humiliation on him was clear and clean, ignoring a lot of details.


    To a large extent, it is his responsibility.


    He then said, "first of all, we have to push out the responsibility, which is undoubtedly necessary. At the same time, you must have enough ''sense of responsibility'' in front of big people. Let them know that even if it''s not your fault, you bravely stand up and shoulder the responsibility, which will undoubtedly make them have a great favor for you, even if it''s not worth money."


    Gordol didn''t listen to a word. He frowned and asked, "what should I do?"


    Wood pursed his lips. "Plant, frame, and leave the responsibility to Turin."


    "Are you using my business to revenge that guy for you?", gordol was already a little unhappy at this time. He felt that wood had not woke up and wanted to use himself to revenge Turin on such a big event. He dared to say that he calmed down?


    Wood comforted gordol with a smile, "you should do this..."