"No need, I'll go myself!"
Dirk Carter pushed Dimitri Dutton behind him and quickly headed towards the County Mayor's office.
In a hurry, Dimitri shouted in the corridor, "County Mayor Dixon, Deputy Magistrate Carter is here to see you."
As soon as he said that.
Dirk Carter pushed the door open.
The scene before him left him stunned.
He saw a woman sitting on Bjorn Dixon's lap, her upper body clothes unbuttoned, with Bjorn Dixon fondling her breasts.
The woman wrapped her arms around Bjorn Dixon's neck, cooing, "Leader, stop playing, if you keep going, little sister will be dripping wet..."
As soon as she said that.
The door suddenly opened.
The two of them separated as if electrocuted.
The woman quickly turned around and began tidying her clothes.
Bjorn Dixon was about to get angry, but upon seeing it was Dirk Carter, he started to feel a headache.
"Comrade Carter, don't you know the rules? Coming into someone else's office without even knocking?"
Bjorn Dixon asked somewhat unhappily.
Dirk Carter said nothing, watching the woman hurriedly leave after tidying her clothes. He then pulled the old man Yan into the room, saying, "Excuse me for the intrusion, County Mayor Dixon, there is a reason for this."
Seeing old man Yan, Bjorn Dixon understood most of it.
Frowning, he asked, "What are you here for again?"
Obviously, the identity of the County Mayor was still quite intimidating to someone like old man Yan.
He stammered, "County Mayor Dixon, the situation in Rearpond Village has become serious, if we don't deal with it, something will definitely go wrong."
"Go wrong? What's going to go wrong? I've already sent experts to handle it, and they've said that at least before summer comes, Rearpond Village is safe."
Bjorn Dixon said nonchalantly, lighting a cigarette.
Old man Yan looked anxious, saying, "County Mayor Dixon, we've lived on this mountain for generations, we know better than the experts whether the mountain will slip, in less than a week, the mountain will collapse, and the entire Rearpond Village will be done for."
With a "bang".
Bjorn Dixon slapped the table.
He suddenly stood up.
Roaring, "Old man Yan, what do you take this place for? This is the county government, if you keep fear-mongering, do you believe I won't have you detained?"
Startled by the shouting.
Old man Yan didn't dare to speak.
Dirk Carter said, "County Mayor Dixon, since Rearpond Village is concerned, I think the county government better take action. If something really happens, none of us can bear the consequences."
"Take action? How should we take action? You talk as if it's easy."
After angrily saying this.
Bjorn Dixon suddenly had a bright idea.
He looked at Dirk Carter, saying, "Comrade Carter, as the Deputy Magistrate in charge of agriculture and rural affairs, this is within your duties. Since you have concerns, how about letting you handle this matter?"
"Sure, I can go have a look first."
Hearing Dirk Carter agree.
Bjorn Dixon was overjoyed, thinking for a moment, he said to his secretary Dimitri Dutton, "Go call in Deputy Magistrate Wang."
"Yes!"
Dimitri nodded and turned to leave.
Dirk Carter was taken aback, asking, "Deputy Magistrate Wang? Which Deputy Magistrate Wang?"
Hearing this, Bjorn Dixon chuckled, walked over to the sofa, sat down, and said, "You might not know, Minister Zou from the Propaganda Department was transferred, and the Municipal Committee decided that Deputy Magistrate Louise Dalton will take over as the head of the Propaganda Department. Then the city sent someone to replace Deputy Magistrate Dalton, named Edith Walsh. She just arrived this morning, and you might as well get to know each other."
While speaking.
A bustling woman was seen entering the door.
The woman looked around thirty-four or thirty-five.
She had a loosely tied ponytail, appearing quite casual.
She wore a tight black sweater on top, and straight black trousers on the bottom.
Despite the ordinary attire, her features carried a certain charm, especially the frameless glasses on her frosty face, conveying a sense of professionalism and allure.
The most eye-catching were her ample bosoms, quite full.
Describing her as top-notch among mature women wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"County Mayor Dixon, did you call for me?"
As Edith Walsh entered, she asked Bjorn Dixon without diverting her gaze.
Bjorn Dixon's eyes gleamed upon seeing her, cheerfully standing up, saying, "Deputy Magistrate Wang, come sit."
Edith Walsh remained unmoved.
Saying, "I can stand, County Mayor Dixon, just tell me what you need."
"No rush."
Bjorn Dixon came over, grasping Edith Walsh's wrist. Evidently, her face showed a hint of aversion, but she didn't resist, and under his pulling, sat on the sofa.
Bjorn Dixon pointed to Dirk Carter standing aside, saying, "Comrade Walsh, let me introduce you, this is Comrade Carter."
"Hello, Deputy Magistrate Carter."
Edith Walsh stood and greeted Dirk Carter.
Dirk Carter nodded back to Edith Walsh.
Then.
Bjorn Dixon, smiling broadly, explained the situation in Rearpond Village.
Saying, "Comrade Walsh, our county's emergency management department is precisely under your responsibility. Since the situation in Rearpond Village has been reported, why don't you go with Comrade Carter to handle it, okay?"
Edith Walsh didn't say a word.
Nodded, asking, "When do we depart?"
"In a while. Comrade Carter, please step out for a moment, I need to discuss some matters with Deputy Magistrate Wang."
Since Bjorn Dixon had agreed.
Dirk Carter had no further requests.
After turning and leaving, closing the door.
Bjorn Dixon moved a bit closer to Edith Walsh.
Edith Walsh understood his intention, quickly saying, "County Mayor Dixon, if you have any instructions, just let me know, I'll pack up and head out shortly."
Bjorn Dixon suddenly reached out, placing a hand on the back of Edith Walsh's hand.
Edith Walsh flinched, instinctively pulling her hand back.
Seeing her reaction.
Bjorn Dixon wasn't angry.
He chuckled, saying, "Comrade Walsh, we've known each other for quite some time, sending you to Rearpond Village is for your own good."
"Oh? What do you mean, County Mayor Dixon?"
She asked, a bit puzzled.
Bjorn Dixon said, "Over there in Rearpond Village, I've already sent experts, and there's basically no problem. When you go, it's more of a formality, to give the people of Rearpond Village an explanation. Once over, you come back, and I'll credit you for it."
As soon as he said this.
Bjorn Dixon's hand was about to reach over again.
Seeing this.
Edith Walsh immediately stood up, saying, "County Mayor Dixon, if there's nothing else, I'll head out first."
"Alright... alright, head out, we'll talk when you get back."
Though it was regretful.
Bjorn Dixon wasn't in a hurry.
Watching Edith Walsh turn and leave, her full hips swaying, he couldn't help but lick his lips, whispering, "Just pretending! You won't escape my grasp, I'll get you sooner or later."
Downstairs at the county government building.
Two cars were already waiting at the door.
One was Edith Walsh's official car, the other was Dirk Carter's.
After waiting a moment.
Edith Walsh appeared at the entrance with a bag.
Dirk Carter quickly called, "Deputy Magistrate Wang," but Edith Walsh didn't seem to hear, getting straight into her car without even a nod.
"What's the deal? So aloof?"
Dirk Carter mumbled to himself.
Beside him, Yves Quill said, "It's both aloofness and being in a bad mood."
"Why in a bad mood?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Yves Quill leaned close to Dirk Carter's ear, saying, "Husband cheated, caught in the act, just divorced, gave up the promotion to the Women's Federation Director, and laterally transferred to our Kenton County."
"Huh? How do you know all this?"
Dirk Carter asked curiously.
Yves Quill chuckled, saying, "Good news doesn't get out, but bad news spreads far and wide. Even before people arrived, gossip like this had already spread in the office."
Dirk Carter sighed, shaking his head, saying, "Ah, another resentful woman, seems like this task won't be easy to handle either..."
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