America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 443 Mr. President, congratulations!

International criminal networks—that's as scary as it sounds.

International child trafficking criminal network - damn it!
You said President Trump was involved in international child trafficking.
Mike Pong felt a little dizzy. After taking a moment to calm down, he answered calmly.

"That has nothing to do with today's topic, sir."

No explanation at all.

After all, he is not the commander-in-chief's man.

This is the best response.

However, the ABC reporter came with a mission and he would naturally not miss a good opportunity.

"You mean, you know about this, but it's not convenient to talk about it today?"

Mike Pom didn't say anything, just lowered his head and sorted out the documents.

As the Secretary of State of the United States, he has a position in the hierarchy of power. Mike Pompeo is nothing in front of the big guys, but he is also a Daluo Jinxian-level figure.

It would be ridiculous for him to explode if he was provoked like this.

His officer has already arranged for bodyguards to take care of this kind of thing.

Soon, the ABC reporter was escorted out of the venue and the press conference continued.

However, all reporters were no longer interested in Mike Pompeo's so-called trade-related answers.

Their eyes were shining and their hands were writing the latest news quickly.

The gray news of the President's family appeared in the spotlight for the first time on the highest political stage of America!

If the hot searches on online social software were a prelude, then today's re-listing on the scale at the Secretary of State's press conference was equivalent to sounding the clarion call for attack.

Struggle has never had anything to do with gentleness, courtesy, and humility.

Only by using any means necessary to achieve the goal can you gain victory!

The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage.

But whether it is courage or violence, only the winner can define it.

ABC reporters stepped into the game and bravely tore off the hypocritical mask of the American President - what an exciting story!
Mike Pompeo said something that no one cared about except the Chinese reporters stationed in the White House.

The reporters below are making the final sprint for tonight's headlines.

It seems that everyone has a bright future, except the President.
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The beauty of life is that for players who are capable enough, it has endless possibilities.

The order of capital turns people into tools, but individuals who master the tools can obtain possibilities far beyond the limits of their personal abilities through this terrible order.

Capital groups are organizations, and the emergence of organizations is the inevitable result of human pursuit of development. Individual power seems ridiculous in front of organizations.

The extent to which a so-called heroic individual can influence the world is often closely related to the size of the organization on which he or she depends—the platform is often more important than ability.

Saint-Lord, Roman Catholic Cathedral of Saint-Lord.

A special ceremony was taking place, with all the important figures of the California Elephant Party present.

The inheritance of power requires a sense of ritual. This political ritual can shape collective memory and create a power scenario, thereby strengthening the collective identity consensus and strengthening the common recognition of mainstream values.

Simply put, political rituals can strengthen the participants' sense of identity and belonging, thereby enhancing the cohesion of the organization.

President Cheng is here too. Today is the day when Wolf Dracula officially takes over as chairman of the California Elephant Party Grand Committee.

This is far more related to President Cheng’s core interests than the so-called private prison project, and can bring more political benefits to Wolf than marrying the President’s second daughter.

Cheng Daiqi and Wolf have some consensus based on interests on distant issues, but this does not affect the fact that they are well aware that high availability is the real way to secure the benefits.

It is necessary to paint a rosy picture, and it is also necessary to give timely feedback.

"Here, please allow me to give a brief introduction to Mr. Wolf Dracula."

The chairman of the California Elephant Party Grand Committee, with a head full of silver hair, stood behind the podium and spoke tremblingly.

As a person who has stood at the center of power of the California Elephant Party since the major change of parties between the Donald and the Elephant forty years ago, the old president enjoys a very high reputation.

The auditorium fell silent. Temir held President Cheng's arm, and Cheng Daiqi could feel that she was a little nervous.

Taking it for granted and everything going smoothly are two different things. At the moment of power transfer, Mi'er was full of anticipation, but also worried about unexpected events.

"He is a wonderful young man who shares our ideals, loves our beautiful country, and is sincerely willing to devote his short life to the endless struggle to make America great again!
He was a very successful scholar with a Ph.D., and if it weren't for his deep desire to be part of changing America, he might have become a university professor!
He is a reliable friend. Many times, when we are in trouble, he will sit beside us patiently, listen and help us!
He is a loyal son. After old Joel unfortunately became paralyzed, Wolfe took care of him day and night for nearly a month!

He is a fearless warrior. We live in California, the Donkey Party’s stronghold, the lair and center of extreme left activities. He is like a warrior and is never afraid of the attacks of those clowns! "

The old president's voice was low and trembling, and he held a manuscript in his hand, but no one would blame the old man for his poor memory.

A ceremony is different from a speech.

Today, political ceremonies held in this church's auditorium do not require a teleprompter, just an old president's full support for Wolfe.

The old man swallowed and took deep breaths, like an old bellows blowing desperately.

He used all his strength to squeeze out the last bit of vitality in his old body, raised his voice to a higher level, and spoke loudly.

“When I see young people like this, I see the future of America!

Dr. Wolf Dracula, please come up to the stage, please come up to the stage, my child."

The solemn atmosphere, the loud invitation, and Wolfe slowly standing up.

Gru, who was sitting in the back row, had his cheeks tightly drawn. He felt nervous as if he was participating in a truly critical moment in the American power game.

The California Elephant Party, a marginal regional party in California that once could only survive under the oppression of the Donkey Party, now seems to be entering a new chapter.

"He also did his hair, haha."

Mi'er complained to Mr. Cheng in a low voice, and Mr. Cheng smiled.

Wolfe has indeed changed.

He completely changed his golden medium-short hair into an old-fashioned short style. In the eyes of old friends like Mi'er and Mr. Cheng, it looked funny to comb his hair like an adult.

Cheng Daiqi tilted his head, and Mier could feel the man's breath gently tapping her earlobe as he explained in a low voice.

"Wolf takes today's incident very seriously. In order to get the old president's full support, he designed a lawsuit against the old president's grandson two months ago."

It is an American tradition to strike first against one's own people.

In the future, before Xizong leaves, his son will go in first. That’s the logic.

"Is he crazy? What if he is discovered?"

Mi'er was a little surprised. She didn't expect Wolfe to be so unscrupulous.

"He asked the Donkey Party to do it. The Dracula family has funded many Donkey Party politicians before. Our Mr. Dracula is not a simple character."

Cheng Daiqi shook his head and said with some regret.

Working with people like Wolfe can bring many advantages, but you must always be vigilant. Otherwise, you don't know when you will be sold out.

The poor old man on the stage is an example.

The pastor stood between the two men, and under the witness of the cross, Wolfe spoke his oath to the book.

The long oath made people drowsy, and Mi'er leaned too close to him, so Mr. Cheng had to adjust his sitting position.

Finally, the oath was finished and the old president was helped off the stage.

Wolfe, with his hair combed like an adult, stood in front of the stage, adjusted himself uncomfortably, and then looked at his colleagues from the Elephant Party below the stage.

From now on, he will be living with these people in his new position.

He saw old Crusoe sitting in the center of the front row, nodding and smiling at him. The leader of the MAGA faction in the California Elephant Party paid respect to Wolf.

He saw Mr. Cheng and Mi'er sitting in the corner of the third row. The real controller didn't care whether he was in the center or not. Temir seemed to be chatting with Mr. Cheng and didn't notice his gaze.

Instead, Mr. Cheng reached out and gave him a thumbs up - Not bad, Wolfe.

He continued to look back, to Magnus, Kurt, Eris, and Gru.
"Everyone, today is a special day, for me and for the California Elephant Party.

Forty years ago, amid great upheaval and the vile tactics of our enemies, we lost our place on the California stage.

Thirty years ago, our people couldn’t even control the state legislature and were driven back to Saint-Lodu.

Twenty years ago, Senator Ron Sr. lost his seat in California, and we have been completely marginalized ever since."

When Wolfe said this, the expressions of the people in the audience were not very good.

The decline of the California Elephant Party and the rise of the Donkey Party in California correspond to each other. The more beautifully Nancy smiles on Capitol Hill, the more embarrassed the California Elephant Party is in its struggle to survive in San Francisco.

But the core of what Wolfe wants to say is not about the description of the past.

The key point is - qualitative!
Wolfe remained silent, giving everyone time to concentrate. After Cheng Daiqi nodded in approval, he finally spoke.

“It’s time for a change, my friends, it’s time for a change.

The California Elephant Party cannot continue to sink under the manipulation of speculators. We should unite as one and find our true place in California!"

"The California Elephant Party cannot continue to sink under the manipulation of speculators"

So here comes the point, who are the speculators?
The answer to this question seems so clear that there is not even much room for discussion.

Who was absent from the California Elephant Party's power transfer ceremony?

Kevin McCarthy, former Elephant Party Whip, future Speaker of the House of Representatives 'standard politician', Kevin McCarthy.

"The California Elephant Party is based in California, but this does not mean that we have to make unconditional compromises with the Donkey Party. Compromising for the sake of so-called cross-party cooperation will result in the loss of independence!
Do you know what the reporters said?
They said McCarthy was a great guy - an ABC reporter!
ridiculous!

shameful!
sad!

A member of the Elephant Party has to beg for mercy from the Donkey Party to gain recognition!

We must speak out more and let our opponents see our firm stance, united will and unremitting spirit!

We must dare to fight, fight for the expectations of our supporters, and fight for every issue we disagree with!
We want it.”

Old Crusoe in the audience twisted his tense neck. He understood what Wolfe and Cheng wanted to do, but still found it a little unbelievable.

A new local party group that has just experienced turmoil dared to compete for interests with the California Gang.

These young people have ideas, very creative ones.

But Wolfe has already gone all in, so he is naturally not afraid to call.

If he wins, everyone will share the profits. If he loses, he still has the California MAGA faction to back him up, so the loss won't be too big.

In fact, old Crusoe was completely fooled by the smoke screen released by Mr. Cheng and Wolfe.

Mr. Cheng and Mr. Wolf never thought of fighting the Donkey Party.

The cooperation between Mr. Cheng and Niu Sen has reached a level that cannot be disclosed, and is even more solid than the alliance of interests with Wolf.

Wolf Dracula has a family called Yu Yin above him, who invested a large amount of money in the Black Satan faction. He totally follows the attitude of "being anti-donkey is work, being pro-donkey is life".

Temir had worked with Niu Sen before, and now the OC she founded is making a big bet on the left in marketing, taking a clear stand with money and betting on the future.

Let me put it this way, none of the three real core figures of the California Elephant Party intends to fight the Donkey Party.

Struggle is just a strategy, just a means!
Not the purpose!

From this dimension, we can clearly see the gap between old Crusoe and Mr. Cheng and his two companions.

This gap is invisible and difficult to describe, but it is like an iron curtain that isolates old Crusoe from any chance of further moving forward or upward.

His experience became an obstacle and his understanding lagged behind the times.

What he has done most is to use the MAGA wave to gain some pitiful political capital for himself and expand his influence.

How did Mr. Kecheng and Mr. Wolfe do it?

While Old Crusoe was hiring Eris to work hard to gain political capital, President Cheng and Wolf were figuring out how to give the MAGA Messiah a big hand!
What happened to the commander-in-chief?
What happened to the founder of America’s largest political force?
What happened to the Messiah who came to earth?
Did Mr. Cheng and Wolfe ever hesitate or worry even once?
No!

No matter how powerful and transcendent he is, doesn't he still have to play by the rules most of the time?
Within the rules, everyone is equal!
Old Crusoe racked his brains but couldn't figure out how big Mr. Cheng and Wolfe's appetite was.

You don't understand, old man!
The daytime rituals were just the appetizer.

The big meeting discusses small matters, while the small meeting decides big matters.

The real victory or loss does not lie in the drama of political rituals and processes, but in the game of interests among the bigwigs behind the scenes.

The closed-door meeting at night is the real sex scene!
However, the guests of this closed-door meeting were rather complicated.

In addition to inviting his political allies, Wolf also invited Mr. Garcetti, the mayor of St. Lo.

Noticing Garcetti coming, Wolfe raised his hand to signal Magnus and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Magnus, you can talk to my manager about your platform connecting to the insurance company. I will let him know."

Magnus answered happily.

"Thank you, thank you, President Wolfe. You go ahead."

Wolfe picked up two glasses of wine from the bar and walked over to Garcetti.

Under everyone's gaze, Wolfe handed the glass to St. Lo Mayor Garcetti.

“Welcome, Mayor Garcetti.”

Garcetti took a deep breath, forced out a smile, and spoke dryly.

"Mr. President, congratulations!"

(End of this chapter)