Just then, Jagoan’s phone on the desk buzzed suddenly. He picked up his phone, looked at it, and smiled.
“It’s Quentin…”
Jagoan said immediately, “Perhaps the mayor wanted to ask you about the slum. Ms. Lewis must have told him what happened today after she got home.”
“Yeah, that should be it…”
As soon as Jagoan got through, Quentin’s voice came from the phone.
“Commander Jagoan, I‘m sorry for calling you so late,” Quentin said apologetically.
“It’s okay. I haven’t gone to bed yet,” Jagoan replied calmly.
Then Quentin asked about the slum. “Commander Jagoan, you’re the commander-in-chief of Dorodo’s city defense army. You control everything in the city defense army. And I’m the mayor of Dorodo, so the slum’s problem is supposed to be under my…”
“But you didn’t, did you?”
Jagoan’s remark left Mayor Quentin over the line silent for several seconds.
After a while, Mayor Quentin smiled wryly and said, “It seems you care about Dorodo’s slum problem, Commander Jagoan.”
“Of course…” Jagoan nodded and admitted without hesitation.
He went on and said, “Although I’m the commander-in-chief of the city defense army and not the mayor, the slum’s problem isn’t my responsibility. But I don’t think it’s entirely irrelevant to me because if poverty isn’t handled properly, it can affect the stability of Dorodo’s city defense army…”
Quentin smiled wryly on the phone when Jagoan said this.
After a long while, he asked tentatively, “So what are you going to do, Commander Jagoan?”
Quentin would never have been this easygoing if he was the previous commander-in-chief of the city defense army or when Jagoan first arrived.
However, having seen what Jagoan was capable of and Jagoan’s forceful method during this time, even a mayor like him could not be tough in front of Jagoan.
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