Chapter 1121 - 1121

With the first bite, his spirit was uplifted.

The terrible taste made it truly hard to swallow.

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the three leaders staring at him, steeled himself, and swallowed.

This bowl.

Took him ten whole minutes to eat.

He put the empty bowl down, feeling relieved.

Dirk Carter pointed at his bowl and said, "Secretary Eames, no rush, there's more, take your time eating."

"Secretary General Carter, I'm full..."

"What do you mean you're full? This bowl of slop can't have much in it. Another bowl!"

This time, Dirk Carter's expression turned a bit stern.

Frederick Eames had a guilty conscience and didn't dare defy him, he could only pick it up again.

After finishing the second bowl.

He wiped his mouth, bravely suppressed the turmoil in his stomach, and belched.

Lane Quincy asked, "Comrade Eames, do you want more? I still have some..."

"No need, really no need, I'm full, truly full..."

Frederick Eames waved his hand repeatedly as he spoke.

At this moment.

Dirk Carter had someone call the old lady in.

The old lady was a bit uneasy.

She sat down in front of the leaders, rubbing her hands constantly, looking very nervous.

"Old lady, don't be nervous, we're just going to chat a bit, is that okay?"

Dirk Carter asked.

After the old lady nodded, Dirk Carter asked, "Old lady, I ask you, have you ever approached the district committee and the district government for solutions, given the place you're living in?"

"How could we not have? But you know, we ordinary folks, how can those officials take notice of us? My old partner, just for demanding an explanation, was detained by the government for a month. Tell me, how can we approach the government then?"

The old lady's words shocked Frederick Eames.

But he could do nothing.

"Oh? Old lady, then how do you evaluate the leadership of the district committee and district government?"

"Evaluate? Evaluate my ass, Leader, let me tell you, in Riverwood District, there's a secretary named... named Frederick Eames, I think that's his name, that guy is a bastard, for the sake of building a high-rise, he forcibly took over our land and wouldn't let us appeal for justice. Just consider, even in ancient times, such a person would deserve a thousand cuts..."

In the time that followed.

The old lady narrated their experiences from start to finish.

Frederick Eames tried several times to interrupt.

But Dirk Carter stopped him each time.

When everything was said.

Dirk Carter let the old lady leave first.

Then he looked at Frederick Eames and asked, "Secretary Eames, is what the old lady just said true?"

"Secretary General Carter..."

Frederick Eames just began to answer.

Dirk Carter slapped the table loudly and shouted, "Just answer me: true or false."

Clearly.

Dirk Carter was angry.

Frederick Eames trembled in fear, at the brink of panic.

His clothes were almost soaking wet.

His mouth couldn't form a single word.

"Oh, now you're playing silent games with me, huh? If you don't clarify your issue today, you can forget about leaving this room."

Dirk Carter reprimanded him sternly.

The moment these words landed.

At this moment, Elbert Rivers came in from outside.

He whispered a few things into Dirk Carter's ear.

Dirk Carter's face showed a hint of surprise.

Asked, "Who did you say came?"

Elbert Rivers glanced at the downcast Frederick Eames and said, "Vice Chairman Jason Hall from the provincial political consultative conference came."

Upon hearing these words.

Frederick Eames stood as if infused with energy, puffing out his chest and said to Dirk Carter, "Secretary Quincy, Secretary General Carter, Mayor Qin, I, Frederick Eames, responsibly tell you, what the old lady just said was all fabricated, the situation here is very complex, I'll explain it to you slowly in the future."

After leaving these words.

Ignoring the three leaders, he went straight out the door.

At the door.

Jason Hall, the provincial political consultative conference's vice chairman, had already gotten out of the car.

When Dirk Carter and the others came out.

Frederick Eames had already met up with Jason Hall and was saying something.

"Hello, Vice Chairman Hall."

After all, he's a provincial leader, proper manners couldn't be missed, the three stepped forward and each greeted him.

Jason Hall, considering that he held the highest rank.

Just slightly nodded.

His gaze particularly fixated on Dirk Carter, asking, "Are you the new disciplinary secretary of Silverwood City?"

"Yes, Vice Chairman Hall, I am Dirk Carter."

Dirk Carter nodded as he spoke.

Jason Hall said with an arrogant tone, "I heard that on your first day, you wielded a thunderous hand, it's good for young people to be capable, but sometimes, one must grasp the right measure, if you go overboard, it will be too much."

This sentence.

Clearly had the intent to admonish Dirk Carter.

It was also a warning that he couldn't just act against anyone.

With these words of support.

Frederick Eames stood even taller with his chest out.

"From what Vice Chairman Hall said, are you here to support Frederick Eames?"

One would expect Dirk Carter to restrain himself somewhat.

Unexpectedly, he directly posed such remarks.

In the political arena, many things stopped short, even if you thought this way, you couldn't say it out loud, the principle of disaster coming from the mouth, everyone understood.

But who was Dirk Carter?

He fundamentally didn't play by the rules.

Cutting straight to the point.

He directly clarified the matter.

Jason Hall's face immediately clouded over.

He increased his tone's sharpness, shouting, "Dirk Carter, what do you mean by this? What do you mean by being here as a patron?"

"Oh? Then I misspoke, Vice Chairman Hall, I apologize, young, ignorant, don't take offense, since you're not here to be a patron for Frederick Eames, I don't need to give him any face, men, detain Frederick Eames for me."

With one command.

A few disciplinary committee cadres who had been waiting on the spot walked out.

Directly approached Frederick Eames.

Frederick Eames couldn't have expected that with Jason Hall present, Dirk Carter still dared to act against him; instinctively he hid behind Jason Hall, complaining, "Vice Chairman Hall, they're arresting me without reason, you must back me up..."

"Dirk Carter, what kind of play are you putting on?"

Jason Hall was also caught off guard.

Immediately asked Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter grinned and said, "Vice Chairman Hall, we're just handling a case in the disciplinary committee, you mentioned earlier, you weren't here to support Frederick Eames, so just don't interfere."

With one sentence, Jason Hall's mouth was sealed.

You've eaten bitterness in silence, unable to voice the pain.

But the people were already present.

If Frederick Eames were taken away right in front of him, wouldn't it be losing face?

He immediately spoke firmly, "Dirk Carter, I know you're the disciplinary secretary, but when the committee detains people, there must be evidence, when you take people away without reason like this, I can report the situation to the province."

"Yes, you can't detain me without evidence, you're abusing your power, you're... you're acting out of personal vendetta."

Frederick Eames stammered.

Dirk Carter sneered once and retorted, "Frederick Eames, since I'm here to arrest you, do you still think I have no evidence?"

"I didn't do anything wrong, you can't touch me, Vice Chairman Hall, he's just abusing his power, you can't ignore it."

Frederick Eames was confident.

If the disciplinary committee needed evidence against him, given his connections, he would have heard beforehand.

With the abrupt nature of the situation.

He could essentially be sure that Dirk Carter had nothing in hand.