Let’s not talk about normal salaries, membership activities, and purchase of office supplies, which are also small expenses.
Let’s talk about this for a moment. What is the fee for improving the living environment for foreign friends?
Below this are the costs of building real estate, building parks and squares, purchasing sports equipment, and subsequent maintenance costs.
There is also a living allowance for international friends.
I really want to curse. Let's take Zhannan City for example. How many old residential communities are there? How many dilapidated buildings are there?
Damn, the city roads are not even half as good as those in Shanghai.
The northern part of the city is flooded whenever it rains.
We haven't solved these problems at home, so why are you using your money to build communities, parks, and squares for our foreign friends?
What the hell is this foreign friend? Is he your dad?
I wouldn't be so angry even if you used this money to repair your ancestral graves.
The annual expenditure is over ten billion.
This is all the money of Daxia enterprises. To be more specific, it is the hard-earned money of genuine Daxia citizens from all over the country.
Are they all used to lick foreigners?
When Yuan Bao came back from the phone call, he saw that I was in a bad mood and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"Come and see."
Yuan Bao came closer and took a look: "You're talking about this! Come on! I'll take you for a walk."
We left the company and asked the driver to take us to Zhannan’s most famous foreign civilization community.
We came from the city, not the suburbs.
You don't even need to look at the sign next to it, just look at the road, there is a very clear line there.
To be precise, it is the seam of the road.
The road here is obviously in disrepair, but what about the other side?
The road surface can be described as bright. It was newly paved and has a deep black color.
The road lines are clearly visible.
There are clear signs for double yellow lines, single yellow lines, and even bicycle lanes on the roadside.
The road in front of the city hall is not as clear as this.
Also, the roads in the municipal government are six-lane roads, and any four-lane road that is not a main road is fine.
Here, any one of them is an eight-row road.
There are brick paving on both sides of the road, and further in is a green belt with flowers and trees.
It's even more amazing once you enter the community. Everything is in English, including the signs of restaurants, cafes, and supermarkets.
Damn, even the street lights are imitation European style.
There are seats every few steps along the road.
Looking around, you would suspect that this is a foreign country.
Of course, there aren’t a lot of black people on the streets abroad, but there are here.
We were driving when suddenly a group of black people jumped out from the side of the road and blocked our car.
A black man came up to the driver and yelled:
"Who let you Daxia people in?"
The driver's English was not good and he was still confused. I opened the door and got out of the car:
"Who are you? This is Zhannan, the territory of Daxia. Why can't we come?"
"If I say no, then you can't." The leading black man said as he poked my chest.
Oh my god!
I punched him and knocked him to the ground.
The remaining black people also got on. Yuan Bao saw this and got out of the car and took out his gun. With a "bang", the gunshot made the other black people stand still.
After a brief pause of one second, they all squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Damn! They are quite skilled in their job. It seems that in their country, they are just ruffians who are often abused by the police.
When they arrived in Daxia, they became spirits.
Yuan Bao came around to me with a gun in hand and asked: "How should we deal with them?"
I kicked the nearest black man and said, "Get the fuck down!"
Just one word and all these people lay down obediently, including the one I knocked down.
But he didn't say anything honest: "This is our territory. If you dare to cause trouble, the police will not let you off."
"Fuck you! What era do you think this is? Your territory, you have no territory at all. Second brother! Call the police!"
"Okay!" Yuan Bao took out his phone and called the police.
At this time, many black people also gathered around.
I pointed at them and said, "Come here, come!"
Those people looked at each other, and obviously no one dared to come over.
"Fuck you, a bunch of cowards, come and fight me?"
I also want to make things bigger, the bigger the better.
Unfortunately, they didn't dare to come.
There was another one running out.
Soon, a police car arrived, and the guy I beat up actually got excited:
"Just wait for me to pay you back! And you have to kneel down and apologize to me."
"Go to hell!" I stepped on his face.
The policeman saw it and came down and yelled, "What are you doing? Lift your foot!"
Haha! It was right to let Yuan Bao make the call. Otherwise, if I called, I'm afraid the police chief would come and there would be no commotion.
Yuan Bao was about to speak when I whispered, "Brother! Put your gun away."
Yuan Bao was stunned, then immediately understood my intention and quietly put the gun away.
"I told you to lift your feet, did you hear me?"
"What if I don't lift it?"
"Clang, clang!" The police actually took out handcuffs.
"You are disturbing public order. I will arrest you now."
The police came up and was about to handcuff me, but I pushed him away: "Have you figured out what's going on?"
"I don't need to ask, you beat up foreign friends here, you should be arrested!"
The policeman came up again as he spoke.
"Fuck you!" I kicked the guy out.
Another one came up and pulled out a baton: "How dare you attack a police officer?"
The man on the ground took a few breaths before shouting, "This guy is very strong, don't go up, call for backup quickly."
I didn't stop them. I wanted to see who they could call.
They called, and Yuan Bao also called.
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