Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 606: When I started to invest in Wei, I suddenly felt that the world was so vast!!
When Casare and others learned that the eldest brother's second son was named Brutus Kutuzov Vieri, everyone was silent, not even daring to breathe.

They are no ordinary people. They have all read books and of course understand what these names mean. It seems that the nominal "First Lady" Belsaria is not a simple person either.

If you are not careful, it is not uncommon for brothers to be beaten.

For example, in Iraq today, the two brothers are on the verge of a war.

Since ancient times, power has been poison wrapped in honey, and everyone wants to have a taste of it.

Xuanwu Gate is still bleeding.

"Let's go. Please ask the logistics department to find a few more experienced servants to come and take care of Belsaria."

"clear."

Victor looked back at Belsalia who had been pushed out, forced a smile, patted her hands, said a few words of comfort, kissed her on the forehead, and left.

Casare and Goebbels were both very careful. They looked at each other and their eyes trembled slightly.

They knew that Belsaria's "naming controversy" had made their boss feel a little uncomfortable, and this greeting seemed a little perfunctory.

This is very wrong!

From a political perspective, this is very bad!
As Victor walked out of the hospital, several of his confidants followed behind him, and no one knew what they were thinking.

"Have a cigarette."

Casare hurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him, and helped to light it. Victor took a deep breath and blew out a thick smoke:

"I remember that Little Caesar had an uncle and Christa had a younger brother, right?"

"Yes, he's the deputy county chief in a county under Tijuana." Casare blurted out. His memory is very good. No, it should be said that it is very good. Who would pay attention to such a small person?

But in his mind he remembered a bunch of names of "idle people".

"Transfer him to Mexico City, and keep him with you and teach him well."

"Okay—" Casare responded vigorously.

Victor threw his unfinished cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and walked back to the office.

"Do you think this woman's brain is really not working well sometimes?" President Kwaukmot said to Goebbels beside him in a low voice. Goebbels was always very reserved and never took the initiative to speak. When he heard what he said, he raised his head and frowned, "Maybe she is just not feeling well."

“Is it important to have a future when you are upset?”

"She is the First Lady of Belsaria. Even if her son does nothing, he is still the legitimate son. His political wealth is much better than that of Little Caesar. Now, with this, the so-called uncle in Tijuana has risen to fame overnight. What is this for? Don't you know?"

Cuauhcmote frowned, "Is the Führer providing background for Little Caesar? If there is a commotion, only Mexico will be harmed!"

"pass."

Casare said softly, looking at him, "It's over. The leader knows it well."

Kwauk Mote's expression still stinks...

There were many things he didn't say because they were too bloody.

At this time, Belsalia, who had returned to the ward, looked at her son who had just washed and was sleeping beside her, with a knowing smile on her face. She picked up the phone next to her, found the name "brother" and pressed it.

It rang twice and was picked up within a few seconds.

"Hey, little sister." Bramo on the other side said with a smile, "Why are you calling me today because of something?"

There was a strong sense of fatigue in his tone.

"Brother, I gave birth, and you are my uncle now."

"real?!!"

Bramo pulled a tone in surprise.

"Yes, they are twins, a boy and a girl."

"That's good, that's good, you have to take good care of your health."

Belsaria felt wronged when she heard what her brother said. She even started crying. Hearing the crying voice coming from the phone, Bramo stood up and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Did Victor bully you?"

"Brother, he has a child outside, he's already three years old."

! ! ! !
Bramo immediately became furious and started cursing.

"Brother, you have to help me."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Help me find that woman!"

Bramo became quiet instantly, frowning. He knew his sister's personality. Although she seemed to care about nothing, she had actually been a little... hot-tempered. If he let her find Victor's other woman, something big would surely happen.

Belsaria didn't hear Bramo's answer and remained silent. Her heart sank and she felt a little uncomfortable. "Brother, you are not willing to help me?"

"It's not that I don't want to help you. I know what you want to do, sister. You are a smart woman. You should know Victor. If you do something that crosses the line, he will destroy you without hesitation. Victor... is very cold-hearted."

"Are you afraid that after I break up with him, you will lose your backing? You will lose your support?" Belsalia suddenly said.

Bramo responded with silence.

"In the eyes of you men, family and women are not as important as your future?!!!"

The other party sighed softly, "Belsaria, you may understand that from ancient times to the present, women have never been truly liberated, just like European women are just embellishments in politics and business. Maybe you have seen true love on TV and in the news, but I tell you, those are just ordinary people. When power and wealth override a certain level, women are just accessories. You should be more rational."

"You are Victor's legal wife, and your child is his true successor. You are already happier than anyone else. As long as you are stable, your position is more secure than anyone else's."

These words made Belsaria lose control of herself a little, tears streaming down her face, "When we got married, he said he only loved me."

"If he had been honest all along, do you think he would still be in this position?"

"Everything in the world is about sex, except sex itself. Sex is about power."

Belsalia didn't know what to say for a moment, "Brother..."

"Okay, someone is here. If you can't figure it out, just think about our mom and grandma. I'm not asking you to learn their patience, but sometimes the overall situation is just like this. If you still have something on your mind, call me again."

Bramo said this anxiously and hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone coming from the microphone, Belsaria looked at the ceiling in a daze.

original…

In the eyes of the brother who loves her the most, does a woman also play such a role?

Or is it a political marriage in itself?
I covered my head with the quilt and couldn't help crying.

Being born into an official family is not easy. …

The sky gradually darkened.

The evening breeze gently ripples along the Potomac River in Arlington County, Virginia.

On the balcony of the villa.

Little Bush sat quietly, crossed his legs, and looked into the distance.

"Sir, Speaker Charles is here." The bodyguard behind him said softly.

"Invite him in."

About two or three minutes later, U.S. Senate President Charles Grassley walked in with a serious look on his face.

"The wind on the Potomac River is still the same as it was 20 years ago. At that time, I also sat in this place, quietly looking into the distance, but at that time, there were seagulls, sunsets, whistles, and couples holding hands..."

Bush Jr. did not look back, and just said, "At that time, my father was the director of the CIA. At that time, I had just obtained an MBA from Harvard Business School and started working for an oil company. In the blink of an eye, 20 years have passed."

Charles Grassley didn't know why he had come to him. Was it just for reminiscence? He could only stand there and keep silent.

Bush wiped the tears from his eyes, turned his head, smiled and said, "Come, sit down, there is no need to be so restrained between us."

But the more this happened, the more alert Charles Grassley became.

If someone calls you to go hiking for no reason, it's probably because he wants to push you down the mountain.

If you call a woman in the middle of the night, can you still be a psychological counselor?

Either killing people to silence them or forcing women into prostitution, Charles Grassley probably already knew what Bush Jr. was going to do.

This guy resigned decisively after his father died. He returned to his hometown of Connecticut and lived in seclusion. When Texas became independent, he even came out and scolded it, saying that there is only one America.

But this is definitely not a good thing.

Bush Jr. is a very good speaker, which can be seen in many magazine news. He speaks like a spring breeze, which makes people admire him. After chatting with Charles Grassley for more than 20 minutes, he suddenly said with a deep look in his eyes, "The Skull and Bones Society is very dissatisfied with the current situation in the United States."

Charles suddenly looked up and saw the other person's eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

Skull and Bones Society is not just a legend.

Of course, the Internet is filled with so many mysteries about him that people think he is an organization that...subverts the world, which is actually impossible.

Who can easily overturn the order of this world?
Even though there is civil unrest in the United States now, it is only because the lower class people have pushed the ambitious people to develop.

Although the Skull and Bones Society is not as mysterious as rumored, it should not be underestimated!
Those who join the Skull and Bones Society are basically prominent families in the United States.

If your family has never lived in the White House, you should be embarrassed to go in. If you have never been the richest man, you should be embarrassed to say that you are a member.

These include the Bushes, Pontys, Harrimans, Lords, Phelpses, Rockefellers, Tafts, Goodyears, Paynes, and Whitneys, to name a few.

Do these names sound familiar?
Therefore, the society has always encouraged everyone to intermarry as much as possible. On the one hand, it can continue to maintain the purity of "blue blood" (that is, aristocratic bloodline), and on the other hand, they can work together to create a power and wealth alliance of the "Skull and Bones Dynasty".

After George H.W. Bush was elected president, he selected five Skull and Bones members to join his cabinet, including William Donaldson, then chairman of the Securities and Exchange Commission, who joined the society in 5.

The "American Historical Association", "American Psychological Association" and "American Economic Association" established by their members basically control the discourse of the United States' dominant national ideology.

From political power to thoughts, they are in control.

Charles Grassley stared at him, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I know what you want to say, Walker, can you save America by overthrowing Norman?"

George W. Bush frowned. He was no longer a rookie. He was an old dove with full political literacy. He knew the current situation in the United States. It would be very, very, very difficult to revive it!
Aren't those Europeans and Mexicans forming an alliance just to crush themselves to death?
“If you don’t do it, it will never be possible, but if you do it, it will be possible.”

"We lost on the battlefield..."

These eight short words brought everything Bush wanted to say to an abrupt halt.

After all!
The battlefield determines everything...

Japan was so powerful back then, but the Plaza Accord turned this so-called one of the Four Asian Tigers into a second-rate country. Since then, there has been no progress for more than ten years, and even a serious economic crisis broke out in the country.

If we win, we will sign the "American Territory Agreement".

The barrel of the gun is the backbone.

Bush was thinking quietly, and Charles Grassley did not urge him. He just looked at the lake in the moonlight in the distance. After a few minutes, the latter spoke first, "President Carter, in Illinois, is he considered a rebel or a regular soldier?"

"Whoever controls the White House is the legitimate one!" Bush said this with great confidence, gritting his teeth, "If you help us, and if you succeed, I will ensure that you will serve as president for one term!"

Charles Grassley's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at Bush Jr. in astonishment. He thought his heart would be calm, but when he heard these conditions, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

You were disdainful when I asked you to be the village chief, you were disdainful when I asked you to be the county chief, and I asked you to be the emperor, damn it, since you are long-lived and prosperous...

No one can say no to power, really no one.

Charles Grassley felt his mouth dry and he couldn't even say no.

"Kill Norman Schwarzkopf, and you will be in charge of the drug market in his hands."

"When!" Charles Grassley asked.

"what?"

Little Bush was stunned and didn't quite understand.

"I mean, when the time comes, I want to do something real for a free America."

Bush Jr. smiled when he heard this and looked at the other person deeply.

It turns out that interests are eternal allies. The price you offer makes it easy for the other party to change their ways.

"You don't have to do anything. Someone else will do it. You are the only one now. You have to sign a bilateral friendship agreement with Mexico and agree to whatever they ask for."

"Ah? Whatever you ask?"

"The fist that is retracted and then punched out again is the most powerful. We can make appropriate concessions. Patience is also an art, isn't it?"

Looking at the calm appearance of little Bush.

Charles Grassley really wanted to say, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to punch out?"

But when he thought of the Skull and Bones Society standing behind the other party, he felt that he could succeed.

Norman Schwarzkopf bowed and knelt to these elites, but was not accepted. This is one of the reasons why he set up his own "Golden Knights".

Suddenly, a question came to Charles Grassley's mind.

What would happen if Victor encountered this so-called elite class that had been inherited for hundreds of years and controlled the entire country?
Should I go to Mexico City to express my goodwill to him?
When I started investing in Wei, I suddenly felt that the world was so vast!

(End of this chapter)