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Chapter 128: The Vanguard of Dharma Protection

After seeing off the Merlin and his wife, Dulin thought about it for a while and couldn't help but smile and called Mason. Mason was much more comfortable as mayor in Trère than as his governor.

It was originally the base camp where Du Lin started his business. It can be said that the entire city is controlled by Du Lin. Although he rarely asks about the matter there, someone will report the actual situation there to him regularly.

In this case, Mason was not only discussing the city's track development plan with his secretary all day in the office, but only had nothing to do and eat and drink with the merchants.

When the phone was connected, Mason also used the tone of the politicians speaking, which was a little low-key and subtle, and had no lack of control.

The atmosphere he created was instantly destroyed after Dulin said, "I heard you planned to steal my money when you were a child."

"Who did you hear? Am I that kind of person? This is obviously a slander against me!" Mason fought back very quickly, and he also took out a set of rhetoric, "Think about it, when we were young, did I do the most and often share your tasks?"

"Every time I go peek at the widow taking a shower, you can't climb up the roof. Is it always the one I push you up from below? Du Lin, be a person, be rational and have a conscience!"

Du Lin couldn't help laughing, "I was still a little uncertain, but I've confirmed it now. It must have been yours. Merlin is much more honest than you."

"At least he won't leave me and run away alone when we were discovered, are you right?"

The two brothers laughed again. After laughing and scolding each other for a few words, Mason asked about the reason why Du Lin called. In fact, there was no reason. He just wanted to call him and criticize him.

After chatting for a while, before hanging up the phone, Dulin specifically asked Mason to go back and take a look if he had time. After all, Mr. Ksma is old and he doesn't admit it, but even if he is old, Mason agrees.

Just as Dulin was about to hang up, Mason suddenly made a request.

"I don't know how to speak... In short, I hope you'll come back once if you have time at the end of the year." His tone was a bit squeamish and seemed a little embarrassed.

When Du Lin wanted to ask what was wrong, he suddenly understood, "Do I say congratulations?"

"It's best to leave this sentence when you see me, Made, how did you guess?" Mason suddenly felt that he had done something stupid, that is, to say hello to Dulin in advance.

In fact, he was going to get married, and at the end of the year, the young secretary was pregnant, and they didn't plan to continue to drag on.

Mason is thirty-one, which is his own statement, but Mrs. Ksma always says that he is thirty-two and should be married.

He wanted to give Du Lin a surprise, but he didn't expect that he could guess it just after revealing his words.

"This is normal, Mason, except for birth, old age, sickness, death, marriage, I believe you will not force me to change my schedule too much. If everyone is very healthy and nothing happens, then I can't think of anything other than you, a bastard, to get married."

"What gift do you want?"

Mason was silent for a while, "I found you very bored, very bored. You rejected my surprise and insisted on guessing the facts. Now you are planning to deprive me of my surprise? No, I want to say no, go to hell!"

With a bang, he hung up the phone, Du Lin smiled and put the phone back on the landline. Since Mason is going to get married, he must prepare a good gift.

Thinking of Mason, he thought of Kinsale again, but forget it, let her go.

Now his main energy is still focused on dealing with those people. If you want to ask Du Lin any hatred with these capitalists, it actually doesn't. On the contrary, Du Lin himself can also be said to be a successful big capitalist.

But his current identity and work, as well as his ideals and ambitions, are destined to be opposite to these capitalists and the capital camp.

Someone once said that a country wants to be prosperous and strong not to see how many rich people there are in the country and how much money they have, but to see the middle and lower classes of society, to see whether ordinary people have savings and whether their lives are good enough.

If the empire wants to grow strong, it requires the joint efforts of everyone, but the purpose of capital is to put the money in the pockets of ordinary people into their own pockets through various means, which is contrary to the purpose of making the whole people prosperous and strong.

Secondly, capital's interference in politics is also Du Lin's most wary of. In order to achieve its own ulterior motives, capitalists obtain policy inclinations and interfere, affecting the formulation of policies and even national policies by supporting political spokespersons.

This is a very dangerous behavior, because the essence of capital is to pursue profits and can amplify risks when necessary.

This is obviously a very dangerous behavior, but it is popular in the empire and even the whole world. Even feudal dynasties like the Colt Empire cannot escape the interference of merchants in politics.

So Du Lin and these people are not on the same side, so it is natural to make things difficult for them, let alone these people who took the initiative to send them to him.

He would not deal with these people immediately in a short period of time, but it is necessary to make them feel pain. He should give them time to find relationships and pull more people in, which is in line with the purpose of Dulin digging this pit.

Just like dealing with the Cape family, a first-class consortium turned into a third-class group company.

In the afternoon, Ophelia called Dulin, and the sweet voice on the phone made Dulin very happy. "Why do you think of calling me at this time? You should still be in class."

Ophelia on the other end of the phone was a little embarrassed because she had asked for leave because Dilsina asked her for help.

She exaggerated the consequences a lot, saying that if Dulin didn't let her go, she might have spent her whole life in prison, so she begged Ophelia to plead for her, and this phone call was created.

Ophelia briefly explained the reason and then asked, "Do you have any differences?"

"Difference? If it is a difference, it may be possible. In fact, it is a very simple thing to deal with. Siya helped me a little favor, but she had to pay the price, and she would only stay in prison for eighteen months at most, and I would guarantee that there would not be much difference between her life inside and outside."

Dulin can still guarantee this. The warden of the Ambilou State Prison was his subordinate. The place was equivalent to a hotel he opened, and some people could be arranged to stay in anytime and anywhere.

"But... you said she helped you, why did you still lock her up?"

"If you do something wrong, you will always be punished. My dear, whether it is me, you, or Xiya, as long as we do something wrong, then each of us will pay the corresponding price for what we do wrong!"

Du Lin chuckled, "Law, justice, and sunshine will not allow for unpunishment. This is the greatest injustice to the whole world!"
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