At this moment, Callum Hamilton was trembling all over with fear.

You have to know, Brennan Ford was his backer in the provincial city. Now that his backer has fallen, can he still have a good outcome?

"Re...reporting to the leader, I...I am here to attend the State Committee's department-level cadre training class..."

Callum Hamilton said with a trembling voice.

Yale Quill nodded.

Then he glanced at Brandt Fisher.

Brandt Fisher understood instantly.

He looked at Callum Hamilton and said, "You can go back; your spot has been canceled. I will personally communicate the remaining matters with Ardmore City."

As expected.

Callum Hamilton did not escape either.

When a member of the State Committee speaks personally, it's not just about a spot in a training class; this Minister of the United Front Work Department is probably also doomed.

At that moment, Dirk Carter also witnessed the power of authority.

People like Callum Hamilton were the same as most county leaders he had met.

After decades of hard struggle at the bottom, they barely managed to reach their current position.

Yet those people in high positions only need a glance or a word, and all your lifetime efforts are in vain.

No wonder Helen Fletcher let him endure temporarily.

Perhaps even before he could make a move against tobacco smuggling, his political career would come to an end.

After Callum Hamilton was taken away.

They originally thought the matter was over.

But no!

Yale Quill looked at Cian Donovan.

Asked, "Boss Donovan, how long has your The Prosperity Residence been open?"

Cian Donovan was just a businessman.

He had never seen such a scene; at this moment, he was so frightened that he could barely stand.

Hearing Yale Quill call him, he quickly swallowed and said, "Se...seven years."

"Seven years, and you still haven't learned how to do business?"

Upon hearing this, Cian Donovan's back instantly soaked with sweat.

Quickly said, "Lea...leader, you... please be magnanimous, I... I'm just a small person who failed to recognize Mount Tai..."

"Don't worry, why would I hold a grudge against you?"

Yale Quill walked to Cian Donovan, patted him on the shoulder, and continued, "In business, being a bit opportunistic is normal."

"Yes, yes..."

Cian Donovan nodded with a forced smile.

Suddenly realizing the words were wrong, he quickly said, "I won't dare anymore, I won't do it again."

Yale Quill smiled slightly.

He said, "As I said, I won't make it difficult for you. Decide for yourself whether you want to continue running this shop or not. I won't interfere, do you understand what I mean?"

After saying this, Yale Quill walked away with his hands behind his back.

When Dirk Carter went downstairs, Cian Donovan was already sitting paralyzed on the ground.

Although Yale Quill didn't explicitly say how to handle this shop, even with ten lives, Donovan wouldn't dare continue. Just over ten days later, The Prosperity Residence officially announced its closure.

No one knows why a store that had been open for seven years with such good business suddenly closed inexplicably.

Of course, various versions circulated among the public.

Some said Donovan offended a military bigwig.

Others said Donovan was taken down for being involved in black activities.

Some even spread a little story that a soldier came to The Prosperity Residence to eat, but couldn't afford to pay and was beaten by Donovan's people, prompting the military to forcibly close it.

In short, there were all sorts of rumors.

But no one dared to speak the true events of that night.

Outside The Prosperity Residence.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed.

The police and military vehicles were also withdrawing.

Yale Quill leisurely walked out, patted his stomach, and said, "I'm full. Dirk, would you take a walk with me?"

The two strolled along the Ronan City's walkway, with Luna and Brandt Fisher keeping a distance behind them, following at a slow pace.

Dirk Carter didn't dare to walk side by side with Yale Quill, so he slightly lagged a bit.

Yale Quill noticed Dirk Carter's change.

He smiled and said, "The ancients say, 'If life were as it first met,' when we first met, everything was good. You treated me as an old man, I saw you as a young brother, now good, there is a distance between us."

There was more to the statement.

Dirk Carter dared not slacken, took a big step forward, and caught up with Yale Quill's pace.

Yale Quill nodded in satisfaction and said, "Do you think I am too ruthless? Not sparing anyone?"

Dirk Carter didn't hide it, and said, "A bit."

Yale Quill, perhaps anticipating this answer, wasn't surprised at all, and said, "In dealing with people, one should spare when one can; in governance, one must root out entirely. If I let them go, it would not affect me, but it would be different for you. I'm afraid your studies at the party school would not be smooth. Do you think they might retaliate against you?"

Dirk Carter was taken aback, and asked, "You know my identity?"

Yale Quill extended his hand.

A certificate appeared in his hand.

It was exactly the student ID issued by the party school.

This thing was supposed to be in the bag, how did it end up in his hand?

Of course, though there was doubt in his heart, he dared not ask.

"Who would have thought, at such a young age, already a deputy-level cadre, much stronger than I was at your age."

Accepting the certificate Yale Quill handed over.

Dirk Carter said, "Old man, I wasn't thinking of hiding from you. After all, no one expected so many things would happen later."

Yale Quill smiled amiably and said, "I don't blame you at all, on the contrary, I quite like you. If all our officials were as righteous as you, the future would indeed be promising."

"Thank you for the compliment, old sir."

Dirk Carter said.

Yale Quill suddenly stopped.

Asked, "Young fellow, are you married?"

"No."

"Oh, that's good. Young fellow, I have a task for you, can you help me?"

Yale Quill asked.

Dirk Carter nodded and said, "Please go ahead, sir, as long as I can do it."

"You can do it. Look over there."

Saying this.

Yale Quill pointed in the direction behind.

In that direction, Brandt Fisher and Luna also stopped.

"What is it?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Yale Quill sighed and said, "Our Luna, she's good at everything, just lacks the gentle demeanor of a girl, which as a grandfather troubles me a lot. So, I want you to interact more with my granddaughter and make her more feminine."

At the time, if Dirk Carter had a mouthful of water, he would have spit it out.

He shook his hands repeatedly and said, "Old sir, ask me to do something else, but this matter, it's not something that can change overnight, I... I am powerless too."

"Despise my granddaughter for being ugly?"

Yale Quill asked.

Dirk Carter swallowed and said, "That's not it, Miss Yale is considered a national beauty."

"Then it's settled, I'm not asking you to court her. What I mean is, she's usually isolated, doesn't have many friends, you take her to see the world of young people. She shouldn't be so old-spirited all the time, older even than us old folks. A young girl, besides work, should be full of vitality, shouldn't she?"

Having spoken so plainly, it would be unreasonable to refuse.

Dirk Carter scratched his head and said, "I'm not sure if Miss Yale would be willing."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Yale Quill shouted into the distance, "Luna, come over here!"

Only to see Luna quickly straighten up and jog over to Yale Quill, respectfully saying, "Grandpa, you called for me."

Yale Quill suddenly put on a stern face and said to Luna, "Girl, I have a task for you from grandpa."

Luna stood at attention and said solemnly, "Awaiting your orders, sir."

Yale Quill looked at Dirk Carter with a helpless expression, then said to Luna, "Starting tonight, you are to follow Dirk Carter's instructions, whatever he asks you to do, you do it. You have to be with him 24/7, understood?"

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