Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

The second is the recruitment and treatment of slums

The third is the real intelligence collection work in Saint Jun Castle and even the entire Ursus.

When the food shipped from Longmen arrives, the first group of people will be selected to be responsible for the free porridge distribution work in the slums.

Because Lu Yuan had a perfect transcript from Longmen.

Therefore, when working on Saint Jun Castle, there is no need to fly around like a headless fly, but we can have clear plans and programs.

At the meeting, all members were earnestly reporting today's work to Lu Yuan, including the former deputy director of the Public Security Bureau of the Minliang Association named "Black Tiger" who was in charge of the work in the slums.

Hei Hu recounted exactly what happened today.

An Suo, who was sitting next to Lu Yuan, heard this and asked, "Do we need to inform the secretary, Xiao Yuan?"

"unnecessary."

Lu Yuan shook his head. "If it were an Ursus official, the palace secretary would naturally be in charge, but we don't need to deal with these little hooligans. We are not so bad that we can't even deal with a group of them..."

"Continue recruiting for the next two days. Wait for the food from Longmen to arrive. Once the food arrives, immediately set up a stall in the slums of Saint Jun Castle and notify all residents to come and enjoy free porridge and rice. I will personally go there and take care of this matter."

"However, please do your best to avoid any conflict. This is their territory after all. Although we've brought elite members of the Public Security Bureau with us this time, we're still outnumbered. Casualties are inevitable if a conflict occurs."

"You are all members of the Minliang Association, and I still don't like you to get into trouble because of your impulsiveness."

"As the president of the Civilian Food Association, I, Lu Yuan, must prioritize the safety of my own people."

When Hei Hu and the group of elite members of the Public Security Bureau behind him heard this, they were immediately excited and wished they could die for Mr. Lu.

Such a leader!

What if I die bravely? !

Black Tiger and the elite members of the Public Security Bureau behind him were so moved that they immediately stood up and said passionately, "Mr. Lu! You are our benefactor! It is you who let us see a brand new life. As long as it is for you! Even if it means dying bravely! What else can it matter! The moment we join the Minliang Association, our lives belong to the entire Minliang Association, and to you, Mr. Lu!"

Hei Hu was so excited when he spoke that his emotions even infected the other members. Even An Suo beside Lu Yuan nodded vigorously.

"Mr. Lu, me too!!!"

She stood up resolutely: "Our entire Minliang Association is your sharp sword, Mr. Lu!!!"

Lin Yuxia beside her also stood up.

"Me too!! Xiao Yuan!"

Even Shi Huaiya, who was making black tea for Lu Yuan, stood up with a smile and raised her hand: "Me too! Me too!!"

"Me too, Xiao Yuan!!"

............

St. Eliasburg ghetto, Gtsevo Brotherhood

On the surface, this small leader seems to be the one who calls the shots in the entire Gtsevo Brotherhood, but in fact he knows very well that he is just a small manager appointed by the big leader.

The first thing he did when he returned to the gang was to tell the leader what happened today.

However, the big boss hasn't been back to the gang for many days. He has been staying in the center of Jialin District, hanging out with the big capitalists and dignitaries.

Originally, in the eyes of the small leader, such a small matter should not disturb the big leader.

After all, the big boss is not just the leader of a gang. He also has many connections in Saint Jun Castle. The police chief of the Garin District where the slums are located has a very good relationship with the big boss. The chief of Garin District often goes to nightclubs with the big boss.

The chief can even talk to other nobles like the earl in the inner city.

Moreover, he runs more than 20 businesses including bars, nightclubs, KTVs, etc. in Jialin District and several surrounding outer urban areas. He is a real local tyrant.

In theory, such a small matter should not bother a real big boss like the chief, but this small chief still has lingering fears, and the most important thing is worry.

Because the man who claimed to be from the Civilian Grain Association during the day was fully armed, the aura he exuded was particularly sharp, and all the equipment on his body was standard.

Although it is not difficult to obtain standard weapons in Ursus as long as you have connections, no one dares to openly take out standard weapons in Saint Jun Castle.

so...

He really didn't dare to act rashly for fear of doing something wrong.

This wait lasted for three days.

The chief rarely returned to the slums and symbolically inspected his territory.

When the little leader learned that the big leader was already in the study, he took a deep breath, pushed open the door of the study and walked in.

The leader of the Gtsevo Brotherhood is a bald middle-aged man.

He has an ordinary appearance, but his eyes seem to be able to kill people. There is a huge scar on his face, and he exudes the aura of a strong man.

Even with just one glance, one can clearly feel how powerful the oppressive feeling is.

This is the big boss 'Andrei' who single-handedly eliminated all the underworld forces in the Garin District slums and made the Gtsevo brothers dominate the Garin District slums.

Seeing the leader of the gang he had casually left in the slums walk in, Andre didn't even raise his eyebrows. Since he got acquainted with the district chief, the director, and the greater nobles, he often participated in the upper-class dinners of Saint Jun Castle.

Get to know some of the truly powerful people in this world.

Andre even realized that the so-called gang fights in the slums were just minor skirmishes. To these bigwigs, they were no different from playing house.

Not to mention those great nobles.

Even if the chief of the Garin District Police Station wanted to wipe out all the gangs in the slums of this district, it would only take a word.

The reason why they ignored it in the past was because there was no need. For people at this level, the fights between slum gangs were like a group of ants fighting over a small piece of bread crumbs that fell to the ground accidentally by humans.

So ever since he had used various means to get into the upper class of Saint Stein Castle, Andrei had become increasingly disdainful of the Gtsevo Brotherhood, to the point that he casually assigned a subordinate to manage it, and he himself rarely stayed in the slums, only coming back for a symbolic inspection every few days.

"Big boss!"

The small leader lowered his head, not daring to look Andre in the eye. Even though they were just in the same room, he could already feel beads of sweat beginning to seep out of his forehead.

"what's up."

"Report to the Great Leader, there is an organization called 'Minlianghui' recently..."

soon.

The small chief informed the great chief Andre in detail about the 'Civil Food Association', including the key information of 'His Majesty's invitation'.

When Andre heard this, he frowned slightly and gave a rare compliment.

"That's right. Don't act on your own. I'll make a phone call first to confirm. Since it's His Majesty's invitation, the officials will definitely be notified. The district chief will definitely be aware of it!"

After saying that, Andre called the head of Jialin District. After a few ding-dong sounds, an old voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Hello? District Chief..."

After a brief greeting and inquiries, Andre casually put down his phone.

"No... The district chief has no information at all. He even asked the Earl, but he didn't know..."

Andre was already convinced that this organization called "Minlianghui" was 100% relying on the power of others to bully others.

If the district chief is unaware, it may be because his rank is not high enough.

But if the Earl doesn't know about it, then this matter definitely doesn't exist. After all, the Earl is a great nobleman in the inner city and a real super figure who can personally enter the palace to meet the emperor.

"If they dare to come next time, we will get rid of them!!"

Andre's simple words determined the life or death of the Minliang Association.

"Big Chief! They are here every day, even now. It's just that those untouchables are afraid to sign up under my threat, so they can't recruit anyone at all."

"Heh... I'll go there myself."

After saying that, Andre stood up. His burly body was like a small mountain. Led by the little leader, he walked outside.

.............

Hunger is all too common for the people living in the slums of Garin District.

For various reasons, they may not have a household registration due to family reasons, are unregistered, or come from other places...

It is not because all people living in the slums are poor, but because there are too many poor people, so this place becomes a slum.

"Oh, that job really tempts me. I really want to go. It pays 2,000 Cherwent a month, and includes three meals. Such a job is hard to find outside, let alone in the slums."

Many people are still discussing the position that the Minliang Association is recruiting for.

"Applying for a job now is like courting death. If you offend the Gtsevo Brotherhood, it will be worse than death..."

When these ghetto refugees thought of the cruelty of the Gtsevo Brotherhood, they immediately gave up the idea out of fear.

Just at this time.

Suddenly, the aroma of rice came from afar and spread throughout the densely populated slums. As if it had a soul, the fragrance penetrated into everyone's nostrils.

"What's that smell?!"

Someone sniffed hard in surprise.

"Let's go take a look!"

The next second, more and more people ran towards the smell.

Not a moment later.

I found a row of stalls in a small open space in the center of the slum. The stalls seemed to be set up temporarily. As I got closer, the smell was even stronger than before.

Suddenly, all the refugees who gathered around started to feel their stomachs growling.

“Free rice porridge~”

Someone was shouting next to the stall.

Hear the word "free".

The refugees subconsciously wanted to rush forward.

However, halfway through the rush, they forced themselves to suppress the hunger in their hearts and did not dare to approach again, because this porridge shop was actually set up by people from the Civilian Grain Association.

At this time, everyone suddenly remembered what the person from the Civilian Food Association said on the loudspeaker drone three days ago, that free porridge would be distributed in three days. At first they didn't take it seriously at all, but they didn't expect it to be true.

If.

Jobs with high salaries and good benefits may be fake and fraudulent.

So how could a free soup kitchen in the middle of a slum be fake?!

Does this 'Civil Food Association' really want to help them?!

Many people think so.

But no one dared to step forward.

Just at this time.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the back of the crowd.

"The Gtsevo Brotherhood is doing something! Everyone get out of here right now!!!"

Gang members armed with various weapons, including whips, sticks, and blades, rushed from behind, scaring the ordinary refugees so much that they immediately dodged to the sides, leaving a large passage in the middle.

Let these gang members go along.

Even so, there were still gang members who waved their sticks and beat the refugees on both sides indiscriminately until they stopped because they felt happy. During the whole process, no one dared to resist and could only protect their vital parts as much as possible to avoid being beaten to death.

At the forefront of this group of gang members was the gang leader Andre.

As soon as he saw Andre.

This group of slum refugees seemed to have seen ghosts repeatedly.

Everyone knows who the real 'king' of this slum is. It's not the small boss at all, but the big leader of the Brotherhood named Andre.

At that moment, all the refugees looked towards the porridge shop. Some sighed, some shook their heads. They saw that since Chief Andre had come in person, this group of people from the "Civil Food Association" had no way to survive.

After all, this entire slum belongs to the big boss.

Andre's burly figure stood there like an iron tower, more than two meters tall. He led hundreds of brotherhood thugs to surround the entire square, and walked towards the porridge shop in the center.

His domineering aura even made the hearts of the refugees in the distance beat faster with every step he took.

"You've crossed the line..."

Andre said slowly.

However, An Suo, who was cooking porridge, seemed not to see this person and continued with his actions. Some staff members of the Minliang Association who were responsible for maintaining order next to the porridge shop behind him looked at him as if he were a clown.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed deeply, and a powerful aura instantly crushed out, as if raising gusts of strong wind, making the porridge shop crackle.