America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 469: The Key Node in the Turbulent Times (It’s been a long time since I last posted a post, hahaha)
How to meet the most powerful person among eight billion human beings?
This is a good question.

The schedule of the President of the United States has a certain track that can be checked. He will notify the relevant parties in advance of where he will go, but only part of the itinerary is made public. Overall, where he goes is generally kept confidential.

But in fact, even if you know where the commander-in-chief is, you may not be able to see him.

The leader who leaves the White House becomes the center of the crowd wherever he goes.

Fanatical fans are the second wall. Only after you pass through the first wall composed of fanatical opponents can you squeeze into the fan group. Then there are the security personnel on the scene and the personal security personnel of the President.

If you want to meet the President, the fastest way is through an introduction by someone, such as the President’s friend or something.

However, how to become friends with the President’s friends?
This is another question.

It is similar to Antun in DNF and Ulduar in World of Warcraft.

How to fight Antun? You can join the team after getting Antun's graduation suit.

How to fight Ulduar - Leader: Ulduar graduation +++, no warriors needed.

Then can't we let President Cheng or Wolfe contact the Commander-in-Chief?
Not very OK.

The kind of capitalist who, as the legend goes, can make the President bark like a dog if he makes a phone call only exists in legends.

In America, any information generated through the Internet may become a tool for certain conspiracy weavers to realize their ambitions.

On the other hand, Cheng was worried about letting Wolfe handle this matter.

So, the heavy responsibility once again fell on Benny.

He was flattered by Mr. Cheng’s trust. No, he was simply shocked.

Compared to working as an aide to power holders like Robert, life working for President Cheng and Temir is both exciting and scary.

But faced with Mr. Cheng’s request, Benny was unwilling to refuse.

The mission is difficult, but the reward is considerable.

Rather than breaking through situations by force, the little social prince prefers to solve problems in his own way.
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America is a magical country. It is home to the craziest and greediest capitalists, the most devout and conservative believers, and the poorest and most ignorant fools.

But there are also many patriots here. Ms. Marjorie Post is one of them. Of course, she is also a member of the Post family, a prominent Florida family that made its fortune in the late 19th century.

In the early 20th century, the Post family built Mar-a-Lago. The owner, Marjorie, had always wanted to donate the estate to the federal government to be used as a winter vacation palace for the President of the United States.

However, people in the federal center were reluctant to accept the goodwill of the local wealthy families in the south.

Are you worthy?
After accepting the gift, several presidents refused to live in Mar-a-Lago, and the high maintenance costs made the financial managers decide to return the house to the Post family.

Therefore, the Post family finally had to sell this mansion to the blond boy who was a businessman at the time.

The music of fate is so ingenious that the luxurious manor that was once disdained by successive commanders actually became the residence of the commander-in-chief in the hands of the blond boy.

But the cunning blond boy bought this place because he had his eyes on its special attributes as it once belonged to the Federation.

Using the story, the blond boy established the Palm Beach Mar-a-Lago Club with Mar-a-Lago as the core (while also avoiding property taxes).

Even after becoming president, he never closed the club—business only got better.

Now, led by a club member, Benny drove into the Mar-a-Lago estate.

"It's not difficult for you to meet him. As long as you are willing to pay the membership fee, he will shake hands with you and take photos with you. But this is not because you paid the membership fee. It's just the kind of interaction between friends. You know~"

Benny's friend made a suggestive gesture with a wink.

It's not very decent for the commander-in-chief to use his status to make money, but he can't help it and can only use this lame excuse to cover it up.

"Two hundred thousand a year, he really dares to think so."

Benny complained speechlessly, this thing is almost the same as robbing money, it can only be said that the commander-in-chief has a high level of business skills.

"For $200,000, you can experience the residence of the President of the United States. You can sleep here for a night. You can lie on the bed, close your eyes and imagine yourself as the President. It's a good deal."

"Think about what new scandals will appear on the news headlines when you wake up the next day. Forget it."

After the blond old boy was elected, Mar-a-Lago was upgraded to the 'Winter White House' and security was also upgraded.

The car had just been inspected by the Coast Guard outside, and after coming in, we met a patrol officer from the Secret Service.

"Hahaha, look, those are the Secret Service. How do they look? Don't they feel safe?"

The friend pointed to the security guards at Mar-a-Lago and introduced them to Benny.

The Secret Service employees are actually very professional, but after looking around, Benny didn't find any difference between them and President Cheng's bodyguards.
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It was an ordinary dinner and Benny didn't have much appetite to eat.

This dinner is held every day and its size is adjusted according to the number of members' visiting reservations.

The Palm Beach Club welcomes visits from its members, and the Secret Service actually trusts these capitalists and American elites.

If you can afford the membership fee of $200,000, why would you still do anything dangerous?

The President came over when people were almost halfway through their meal, because he had recently returned to Mar-a-Lago and the number of members had reached a small peak today.

He walked into the banquet hall and people stood up to show their respect.

"It's a beautiful evening today. Welcome everyone to Mar-a-Lago. I hope the beautiful scenery here will bring you a wonderful experience."

Under the guidance of the club management, the president shook hands with the new members one by one, chatted, patted shoulders, and took photos together.

He has become very proficient in this smooth little combo, and every similar event can help him earn at least one million dollars.

In terms of his ability to monetize his position, he is second only to the Dianes.

Finally, the commander-in-chief walked up to Benny.

"Hello, welcome to Mar-a-Lago. You can try the pineapple berry pie here. The chefs are great. They are invited from Europe."

The blond old boy was a high-energy, socially adept person. He had never met Benny before, but he started chatting with him in a very familiar manner.

In fact, the taste of pineapple berry pie is just average, but no one cares about that.

"Thank you, sir. You can call me Benny. I used to be a consultant for the Disney Group, and now I am the senior vice president of New York."

In front of the camera, the two stood together with a smile, and Mr. President worked very hard for the $200,000 - he even put his arm around Benny's shoulders.

After all, Benny is too young, and in the eyes of the President, this behavior is very intimate and can convert a fan for himself.

However, Benny's self-introduction was very interesting, giving him a different taste.

"NEW ROUND? You mean the NEW ROUND in California?"

What is the Deep State?

Maybe they are federal bureaucrats, maybe they are political families in different regions, but they can also be some capitalists who are deeply involved in the American power game - mentioning President Cheng specifically, what President Cheng is doing now is to use political power to enhance his own economic power.

When it was new, ordinary people didn’t understand what this company did, but the top leaders of the Elephant Party knew that this was Temir’s industry and represented the Elephant Party’s new stronghold on the west coast.

"Yes, sir. I brought you a gift on behalf of Ms. Temir. Can we talk in private later?"

The photographer indicated that he had finished taking the photo. The commander-in-chief released his arm around Benny and turned his head to look at the young man.

Benny felt the pressure.

The commander-in-chief was of extraordinary height, and his eyes were as sharp as swords.

The supreme power of America is watching, but it's not looking at Benny.

There has never been a shortage of talented people in the Elephant Party, and he is actually looking forward to what achievements Temir and Wolf can make.

But he didn't expect that they would start communicating in this way.

"Okay, I'll send someone to take you over for a talk later."

After the commander-in-chief finished speaking, he continued to flirt with the next person.

Benny let out a long sigh of relief.
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The blond boy's personal assistant (employed by him, not the Federation) took Benny to the master's reception room of Mar-a-Lago.

After entering the door, the commander-in-chief motioned for Benny to sit down, and then spoke to the security personnel around him.

"I would like to speak to this gentleman alone."

"Sir, this."

"I don't want my private matters to be monitored, understand?"

The security personnel went out anyway. The commander-in-chief is so willful.

According to a pro-Donkey Party media person, he even secretly called the emperor seven times while in office.

"You go out too."

The commander-in-chief looked at his personal assistant again.

Benny, who was sitting on the sofa, swallowed nervously.

He got nervous.

It is so exciting to meet with the President of the United States alone and have a dialogue with the proxy holder of supreme power on behalf of the real deep government.

“Okay, now we can talk.

I have arranged for my most reliable people to check this place many times, and no one will know what we talked about.

Benny? You mean Benny, sorry."

Benny stood up.

He answered while delivering the gift of his physical body express.

"Yes, sir, this is the satellite phone that Ms. Temir prepared for you. You can contact each other through this."

He knew who Temir was. Looking at the box on the table, the commander-in-chief opened it with confusion.

"Special satellite phone?"

"Yes, China's satellites have a special encryption method that changes after each use. As long as you control the length of the phone calls, even the most powerful supercomputer will not be able to decipher what you are talking about."

In modern cryptography, the deciphering of codes often relies on the computing power of computers, but as long as the sample size is small enough, the computer cannot figure it out.

"Chinese satellite?"

The commander-in-chief’s head is full of question marks.

This seems, seems, maybe, something is wrong, right?

"Sir, even the Chinese can't monitor us. The satellite can only transfer data, but the data encryption method is set by us."

"What about recordings? Don't Chinese people know how to record?" The commander-in-chief turned into a curious baby.

"Satellites only leave data. Voice relies on local decoding of data. That is, decoding on the satellite phone and then converting it into voice, sir."

Benny actually admires Mr. Cheng's prudence, which makes people feel at ease.

"Okay, now do you want to leave or stay?"

The commander-in-chief shook his head and found that there was only one contact for this phone.

Obviously, the opposite side is Temir.

"My mission is over, sir."

With that, Benny turned and left.

The door was closed, and the commander-in-chief looked at the satellite phone again and again, and took another sip of Coke.

Young people today have unusual ideas.

The baby is a little scared, so let’s calm him down first.

Putting down the Coke, the Commander-in-Chief made a phone call.
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"We still have to launch our own satellite, Chan. This doesn't feel good. We are always controlled by others and seem too passive."

Temir hung up the satellite phone and complained to Cheng Daiqi.

Launching your own satellite sounds a bit abstract. After all, satellites are not cheap as the name suggests.

But the confidentiality and security of information are valuable.

As Mr. Cheng and Mi'er's status grows, they need to ensure the security of their information.

As long as the cost is lower than the loss after the leak, launching your own satellite is not a loss.

"We need multiple satellites to form a network. If we only have one, we can probably only cover the United States or North America."

Cheng Daiqi is also a talented person. He actually seriously analyzed the feasibility of launching his own satellite project with Mier.

"If it's just a connection between a few people, we can use very low-cost geostationary orbit satellites, launch a few more, and form a small network."

Musk's Starlink is a model of low-cost satellite, and the cost of each satellite is even less than that of a car.

"We have no money. I want to acquire banks and build universities. You want to burn money to build cars, and now you have a satellite project. Chan, are we the poorest billionaires?"

The black-haired rich woman also understands abstract concepts. Her poverty is only because she is unable to expand and has nothing to do with lack of money.

“In fact, we can push forward all these things. The problem is that it is not a good time to acquire a bank. Building a university is a long-term project. We can start preparations immediately.

As for making cars, I plan to solve it through financing. The listing of Faraday's SPEC is already in progress.

The satellite program will start with a low-cost geostationary satellite covering North America, which will only serve a small number of people and will not cost a lot of money.

Cheng Daiqi's statement was very clever. It didn't cost much money and things were being done (prepared) first. Temir was very pleased to hear it.

But the stubborn girl still wanted to tease Mr. Cheng who was in charge of the overall situation.

It is her pleasure to let calm people become great and break down their defenses.

"Well, I wish your listing plan goes smoothly and don't be embarrassed like Shanhaiguan."

Cheng Daiqi was a little speechless.

He has psychological expectations for the situation in Shanhaiguan, and he is willing to let the market rise again in the future by releasing favorable opportunities.

But, it’s a bit heartbreaking to hear Mi’er say that.

"What do you think the President will do?" President Cheng chose to avoid the unhappy topic.

The black-haired rich woman wrinkled her nose and said.

"My ideas are so different from those of an old white guy like him, Chan, you shouldn't ask me."

The difference between generations is huge. Mi'er's response reminded President Cheng, and he thought of someone who might understand the decision-making mechanism of the commander-in-chief.

“MAS has a contracted influencer who does analysis and commentary on current affairs.

The main object of analysis is the commander-in-chief. His plan to gain popularity is quite clever.

You have always said that the MAS model is not very imaginative, but now it seems that it is still somewhat useful. "

Cheng Daiqi opened his phone and asked his employee to contact the internet celebrity, saying that he needed to talk to the critic.

As a content reviewer of MAS, Mr. Cheng is very familiar with his internet celebrities. He is still working hard to ensure that half of his time every day is used to review videos and give guidance.

Through this guidance, Cheng turned his information advantage into a strong competitive advantage for MAS's internet celebrities, thereby expanding his influence.

"You're looking for an internet celebrity as your advisor, Chan, are you serious?"

Temir looked surprised, she mistakenly thought that Mr. Cheng was joking.

“Of course, people employed by institutions and research organizations naturally have a stance and are not very aggressive.

Sometimes, influencers who are outside the system have more groundbreaking views. "

Mr. Cheng explained.

"You also said it was a groundbreaking view. Is it reliable?"

Temir’s reminder is very important. Mr. Cheng considered it for a moment and replied.

"Pull a research team from the Joel Institute, and organize one in China. Three directions to help us with advice, should that be enough?"

Temir was silent for a moment and sighed.

"I still don't like this state where my fate is affected by other people's choices, Chan, what will happen if we lose?"

She is not a girl who likes to bow her head. If she has to bow her head because of Mr. Cheng's actions, Mi'er may be willing to do so, but she will feel uncomfortable.

This doesn't mean that she is not smooth or smart enough. Everyone has different characteristics and persistence. The reason why Mi'er is Mi'er is because she is special enough.

Mr. Cheng understood her concerns, but at this moment, it was difficult for him to make any promises.

The ideal outcome and victory are contrasted with the reality of resistance. Certain difficulties and risks are inevitable.

If an organization or an individual gains huge profits by luck or coincidence, then in the future, the experience and setbacks they have missed will always be made up in other ways.

This is why those who achieve great things are not afraid of challenges - easy victories without any setbacks are unreliable.

"If we lose, Niu Sen will probably cry terribly."

Cheng Daiqi finally decided to let Mr. Governor suffer a little.

As the founder of the faction and the undisputed messiah of the California Elephant Party, he also has to worry about bastards like Wolfe and Gru messing around.

Looks unlucky, doesn't it?

But in fact, everyone is the same. Niu Sen, Nancy and Mr. Cheng are in a similar situation.

There are also many dirty things between Niu Sen and Nancy, the aunt and nephew. The interests of the California Gang are different from those of the Italian core members of the California Gang. Among the core members, different people have different interests.

No one can escape from it. We are all trapped in the sea of ​​suffering, struggling to operate the rudder to move forward.

"Gee~Gee~Gee, Chan, you are really bad. I really want to see Niu Sen's expression when Gru and Niu Sen offer their loyalty to each other."

The beautiful Mi'er made a goose sound again, but Cheng Daiqi actually liked her vitality.

Very lively and real. Every time Cheng hears Mi'er laugh like this, he will be infected.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Daiqi asked pretending to be ignorant.

"You're playing dumb again. When Niu Sen hears that Gru is going to secretly vote for him, his face will probably be particularly interesting!"

In fact, Temir was serious. She really wanted to see Niu Sen’s expression.

She had made many mistakes, but there was one thing she had not guessed wrong or misunderstood.

Mr. Cheng is really an asshole.

Allowing Gru to "legally" take the order and surrender to Niu Sen is actually a "poisonous plot" that cannot be more bastard.
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"Brother! Brother! Brother~~"

Will's sashayed voice came through the wall and reached Niu Sen's ears.

Mr. Zhou Mu gave his wife an apologetic smile and then wiped his mouth.

Will just happened to run outside the restaurant. He braked suddenly, stood still and spoke loudly.

"Brother, great news!"

For some unknown reason, Mr. Zhou Mu shuddered inexplicably after hearing Will's "good news".

There is no other reason, given Will's level, that is, his own intelligence is negative.

Then, when he determines that the news is good, the news must be bad. Positive and negative equal negative, which conforms to the theorem.

Niu Sen has sufficient experience in this regard, so his subconscious mind is so afraid.

"Jenny, you guys eat first, I'll talk to Will."

Niu Sen comforted his wife, stood up, and took Will out of the restaurant.

"what's up?"

The two men stood in the corridor of the governor's residence, and Niu Sen asked the first question.

Will replied quickly.

“Gru contacted me, he wants to secretly join you!
Brother, this is a good thing. With Gru here, it will be much easier for us to kill those bitches.

He is a wicked man, and he has a bunch of thugs under his command!"

Niu Sen didn't quite understand what Will meant, or rather, he subconsciously tasted how stupid Cheng Zong's stupid plan was.

"What did you say?" Mr. Zhou Mu was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

"Gru, the top corrupt policeman in San Lodo, ​​no, the head of the corrupt police, wants to join our California gang!
Of course, I communicated with him and he mainly wanted to join you.

If you ask me, he just saw that you might run for president in the future, so he wanted to take advantage of you.

We don't need to trust this kind of people too much, but we still have to use them!
He has a lot of corrupt policemen under his command, so it is easy for him to do anything.

Brother, we are sure to win!"

Listening to Will's words, Niu Sen felt dizzy.

Gru was not a human being. He knew very well that this bastard's surrender was a surprise and a shock.

What Will said is very true - Gru, the big shot, has no shortage of shots under him. This thing is a sword if used well, but if used wrongly, it will stab you!

"Tell me everything he said to you, from beginning to end, without missing a single word."

Will wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Niu Sen noticed that there was an obvious red mark on Will's face, no, a purple mark.

This is caused by excessive external pressure, which causes the capillaries to rupture.

To put it bluntly, Will got beaten.

"It was like this. I was caring for children at home when Gru and his men barged in and frightened me. Then he said...
In short, his demands are very simple. One is to restore his control over the LAPD, either Jax or he can be the sheriff.

The second is to support two police officers with LAPD backgrounds to run for election. He wants these two people to become members of the House of Representatives, but I guess his bottom line is that as long as one of them succeeds, it will be fine.

The last one is kept secret, he said, Chan can’t know for the time being, I feel like he’s a little scared of those bitches!
Brother, if you want to test whether he really wants to join us, you can ask him to show his loyalty, such as taking action against Chan and Temir's industries.

He has 2,000 corrupt police officers under him, and they can do whatever they want. We need to see his sincerity, and he won’t refuse! "

Will was retelling the conversation at that time, and Niu Sen began to brainstorm. He subconsciously felt that something was wrong about this matter.

He and his aunt have more mature ideas. If the interests cannot be preserved, then they must fight firmly.

How to be firm?

First reach a cooperation with Garcetti, start with LAPD, and crush Gru!
Niu Sen has the courage to scrape the bone to cure the poison. After all, this is a joint operation and he is not the only one to bear the responsibility.

In other words, the only reason that could unite these donkey party princes was the threat of the elephant party.

Compared with this great ideological struggle, Niu Sen's intention to protect his assets was insignificant - he thought it was important, but his aunt did not.

What is a spiral of despair? This is a spiral of despair!

Even if he wanted to be a villain and invest in Mr. Cheng in order to protect his assets, his industry would be hunted down and his position would immediately collapse.

But now, Will's news shattered his and Nancy's plans.

If Gru joined the California Gang, or even further joined Niu Sen, he would not be able to take action against Gru's gang, thereby further cutting off the overall peripheral forces.

The meaning of Mr. Cheng's brilliant move gradually became apparent at this moment!

"What happened to the injury on your face?"

Niu Sen asked inexplicably.

Mr. Zhou Mu was actually worried that his younger brother had been controlled by President Cheng, and that his younger brother's actions and words just now were part of President Cheng's trap.

In fact, it’s magical.

Although President Cheng is awesome, he is actually so incompetent that he can barely keep up with the demands of the expanding interest groups and is now on the brink of collapse.

Let's talk about Boss Cheng. His order for Gru to surrender directly triggered Niu Sen's psychological pressure - he even began to suspect his own brother.

Struggle, struggle, it is so complicated and interesting.

"Brother, you know, I'm an adult and sometimes I have to play adult games." Will answered shyly.

It sounded like he was playing Ace Adoration, but in reality, he was getting beaten up by Gru again.

Gru hated Niu Sen and Cheng Zong, but he could only vent his anger on Will. To vent his anger, he swung the copper-headed leather belt into a Hot Wheels, so Will's face looked so miserable.

"Well, this is unusual, Will. I need to meet Gru and have a talk with him. Please help me make an appointment."

What Niu Sen meant was that he always had time, which showed how cunning Cheng's move was.

"He's waiting outside," Will reminded his elder brother in a low voice.

The governor was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Gru to be so anxious.

"Okay, go call him over."

"Ok!"

Will lowered his head respectfully, his eyes full of hatred.

He has already tried his best to hint at what a bastard Gru is. Will Niu Sen be affected by his hints?
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A small town northeast of Las Vegas, Nevada.
A black Raptor was parked on the side of a country road. There were seven or eight cars following behind the Ford Raptor.

In the driving seat of the Raptor, Wang Weiheng gripped the steering wheel tightly and listened to Lao Li's advice.

"I have prepared some very good men for you. They are inside."

Next to the country road is a plantation, a hemp plantation disguised as a chicken farm.

Yes, the hemp plantation is the kind of hemp that is made into hemp cigarettes, which make people feel euphoric when smoking them.

This is America. Don't have too high expectations of America's moral bottom line.

"Inside? What do you mean?" Xiao Wang asked with some confusion.

"The boss here is a Chinese. He has a bunch of slave workers who were deceived from China. If you rescue them and give them identities, they will become your loyal subordinates."

slave labor.

This phrase seems a bit out of place in the 21st century, but what Lao Li said is actually true.

The labor cost in America was too high, and the work on the plantations was too hard, so introducing slave labor composed of illegal immigrants became a reliable option for plantation owners.

Well, dreaming back to the nineteenth century.

It sounds AMAZING, but it also makes sense.

Cost and profit are issues that plantation owners cannot avoid. They cannot always learn everything and list their hemp plantations on the market.

Bosses from Mexico or South America like to import slave labor from South America, and bosses from Japan like to import slave labor from Southeast Asia.

Correspondingly, bosses from China would naturally introduce Chinese slave labor.

"Should I rush forward with a gun in hand?"

Xiao Wang was totally confused, he just thought that being a gang leader would require him to bear legal risks, but he didn't expect that the first step would be to risk his life.

“Of course, Weiheng, you need to be strong enough to bear enough favor from fate.

Otherwise, no matter how many opportunities God gives you, you will lose them in the end."

Old Li sighed a little. He gradually understood this truth. He encountered many risks and pressures, but he did not regret it.

This kind of life is exciting, glorious and interesting enough.

Success and fame are actually a special kind of drug. Once a lobster has achieved victory, it will never lower its proud head again.

Lao Li's journey has not been smooth, but now, he has no regrets at all.

So, Xiao Wang, are you afraid?

"Brother Li, I can do it!"

Wang Weiheng knew that he had no right to refuse.

When Lao Li gave him the opportunity, he agreed immediately.

Refusing now would only make him a special 'risk'.

If you cannot be absolutely loyal, you are absolutely disloyal.

If you are unwilling to submit your pledge of allegiance, the result will be that you will be kicked out.

As the new godfather of Chinese people on the West Coast, Lao Li's "kicking away" does not mean kicking away in the physical sense.

"Hahaha, great! Go ahead! Take the others with you!"

Old Li likes this young man. Wang Weiheng seems to be a bit of an American licker, but this special ideology has shaped his special character.

Faced with opportunities, he was brave and fearless, and he wanted to climb up.

This is enough.

This is the original intention. As for whether Xiao Wang can survive, Lao Li doesn’t really care.

If Wang Weiheng died along the way, he could just find someone to replace him.

The key reason why you can rise to the top is not because you are so special or extraordinary, but because I gave you the opportunity!
Wang Weiheng took out a pistol from the storage compartment in the car and got out.

Lao Li's subordinates looked at him with inexplicable expressions, some with envy, some with disdain, and some with calmness.

"I'll go ahead, everyone follow me, we'll go in through the side door!"

Wang Weiheng didn't even hesitate for a second and chose to charge forward directly!
Fate, oh fate. The weak who are not favored by fate often cherish its favor the most.

There is a feeling of 'the unattainable is causing a commotion'.

When the fate he had been pursuing for so long finally came upon him, Wang Weiheng did not dare to hesitate at all.

I will grab it without hesitation!

I will grab it at all costs!

I'm going to try my best to catch it!

Grab it!
Lao Li sat in the back seat of the Ford, silently looking at the empty but open side door and listening to the gunshots from inside.

He is reflecting.

Actually, I shouldn't have come.

Now that I'm here, I seem a little less impressive.

Sitting at home and waiting for the results is the only way to be calm.

Be sure to pay attention next time!
It turns out that everyone is trying hard to become who they want to be.

Wang Weiheng wants to be a lucky and successful person who can change his fate.

Lao Li wants to be the street godfather and king of the night who can kill anyone who stands in his way.

They all have a bright future! ——
"Mr. Niu Sen, nice to meet you!"

Gru pretended to be reserved and sat next to Niu Sen, but the warm sofa did not make him feel comfortable.

When the strings in a person's heart are stretched tight enough, the influence of any external factors will be greatly weakened.

"From what I heard from Will, you want to secretly join me?"

After much organization, the governor finally chose to proceed straightforwardly.

“Yes, Chan and Temir went too far.

They always want to gain a reward that is not commensurate with their strength. To this end, they are arrogant and try to play with risks and friends again and again.

I've had enough, and I think everyone around them has had enough!

Therefore, I would like to have a frank and in-depth communication with you. "

Gru's words were full of intonation, but Niu Sen's face had a gloomy look that was about to be suppressed.

"Gru, if I remember correctly, we used to be friends, but your understanding of friends is a little different from that of most people.

Now you tell me that you want to secretly rely on me, how can I trust you, or should I trust you, please ask yourself. "

In Niu Sen's eyes, Gru is really a born.

Will's worries or secret actions were unnecessary. No matter what he said, Niu Sen would regard Gru as a newborn.

"Trust is built slowly, Mr. Niu Sen. I think you will see my sincerity in our future interactions."

Gru was too "sincere". With the help of Jax, they thought they had figured out what Cheng meant.

Just be obedient and don't think too much about the rest.

It is not a bad thing for them to join Niu Sen. If Mr. Cheng loses, they will have a way out.

If General Cheng wins, they can also use General Cheng's order as an excuse for this "betrayal".

Both sides were winning, and Jax felt cold in his heart, but they had no choice.

In the game between the bosses, the so-called Gru and even the LAPD are just extras.

"What can you do for me?"

The governor asked.

Everything, in the final analysis, depends on behavior. If Gru's allegiance is just lip service, the governor will naturally respond.

"I can stay still for now, Mr. Governor, but if Chan or Temir give me an order, I will never listen!"

Looking at Gru with a 'serious' face, Niu Sen felt as if he had eaten fly shit.

Whether they have orders or not is just a matter of your words.
But the most disgusting thing is that Niu Sen cannot refuse Gru's offer to join him - he cannot force Gru to become his enemy.

What is also the most disgusting thing is that after Niu Sen accepted Gru's offer of service, he could no longer join forces with Garcetti to deal with the white and black gangs within the LAPD.

It was blocked at one end - it was all blocked in Niu Sen's heart.

Mr. Cheng’s move was extremely brilliant.

"What orders did they give you recently?" Niu Sen asked indifferently.

I want to see how you answer!

"Let me prepare to deal with Lake."

You can ask any question, I can answer any question.
This time, Mr. Sheriff focuses on his loyalty to President Cheng.

The bland and worthless answer obviously did not satisfy Niu Sen, so the governor asked further.

"What are you going to do with Lake?"

Gru's eyes flickered as he asked back.

"Can I deal with Lake, that is - do you support me?"

You haven't agreed to my surrender yet, but I have already started asking for conditions.

Mr. Sheriff was sure that Niu Sen would not refuse. If Niu Sen refused, it would mean that he was pushing Gru to the enemy side.

Hearing Gru's question, Niu Sen's brows became even stiffer.

Gru, this bastard, doesn't procrastinate at all. He only cares about the distribution of power within the LAPD.

From the last gift of gold to today's questioning, Gru's demands have always been clear.

But for Niu Sen, this kind of thing is not easy to agree to.

If Gru is allowed to deal with Lake, then in the future, his alliance with Garcetti will fall out again, and his overly two-faced image will damage his reputation.

If he did not support Gru in dealing with Lake, it would seem that he was too stingy and did not support his subordinates enough.

On one side, the Donkey Party is united in dealing with the big picture of General Cheng, and on the other side, there is the small picture of appeasing Gru. Niu Sen and General Cheng have now become a unified individual, and as leaders, they both have a difficult time.

"Yes, I am willing to be friends with you, Gru. I know Lake's situation, but considering the impact on other aspects, it is best to be cautious about this matter."

Noticing the change in Gru's expression, Niu Sen secretly groaned in his heart and added.

"I mean, it can be done, but now is not the time. We have to deal with the California Elephant Party first."

Gru replied with twinkling eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Niu Sen!"

Poor Will, his little thoughts are like a joke in the huge conflict.

The governor could not refuse Gru's offer of service, no matter how high or low the cost was.
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"Donald, you'd better stop moving around. We finally get to sleep together."

Melania didn't open her eyes, she complained with her eyes closed.

The blond old boy is old in appearance but not in body. When he is in a complicated mood, the seventy-year-old old boy will still toss and turn in bed.

But this made the First Lady dissatisfied.

They have always slept in separate rooms. The last time they slept together, the old boy kept making trouble.

Is this appropriate?

This is not appropriate.

"Ok."

The commander-in-chief can call the wind and rain outside and make the world tremble at any time, but at home, he is just a middle-aged man.

Many people misunderstand the control that super-rich people have over their lives, but in fact, no matter how rich they are, they have their own helplessness in marriage.

Thinking about the phone call with Temir today, the commander-in-chief didn't feel sleepy at all.

Some people say that human life is short and miserable, lasting less than a hundred years.

But the President believes that most moments in life are unimportant, and the wonderful moments may add up to less than a hundred days.

And today's phone call with Temir was undoubtedly one of the most exciting moments.

Thinking about these troublesome things, the seventy-year-old boy gradually fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)