Holding an official post in a remote region was a completely different matter from holding one in a foreign country, and Qiao Ke felt a little hesitant.
The Federal victory in both the war and the economy had started to puff many Federal people up with conceit.
If it were during the Great Depression, Qiao Ke would not have considered this a bad choice.
Yet in today's Federal Government, he did not think it was a good choice.
Maliro was both poor and run-down, and to put it more bluntly, there was simply no opportunity to find any benefits there.
You could not count on those local "tycoons," who only had tens or hundreds of thousands to their names, to spend massive amounts of cash on you.
Besides, almost all of the local wealthy people had warlord backgrounds, so you taking money from the warlords...
Wasn't quite appropriate, was it?
Coupled with Maliro's current situation, the entire Maliro was like a cesspool, and anyone who went there would sink into it deeply and be unable to extricate themselves.
Lin Qi stood up, walked over to sit beside him, and threw an arm around his shoulders while holding a glass of wine in his other hand. "Qiao, listen to me."
"I know your concerns. You feel that place is very backward and has nowhere for you to display your abilities."
"Yet sometimes we have to learn to think in reverse."
"You saw those Maliro people outside, didn't you?" Qiao Ke nodded. Lin Qi had just introduced them to him a moment ago.
"These people will be your colleagues in the future. I won't dare say I can control it entirely, but I can assure you that at least Maliro will not slip out of my control."
"You can have a great