Miss President wants to talk to you

The more he looked, the more serious his expression became.

Finally, Smith looked up and asked, "Who wrote this?"

This question has indeed stumped the young legislator.

He stammered, "Yes, it was submitted by the Ministry of Agriculture."

"I'm asking who wrote it!"

The young councilor trembled, too frightened to speak.

And he genuinely didn't know the answer.

Fortunately, a slightly older member of parliament stepped in to help him out of the predicament.

"It was written by Hattie Wallace."

The older senator said, "Then, the White House's Eleanor Hopkins gave guidance."

Elijah Hopkins?

Smith frowned.

This name has been appearing far too frequently lately.

Radio speeches, congressional hearings, banking bills, investigations into Morgan...

Now, have they finally extended their reach into agriculture?

"Did the president sign it?"

"No."

Has the White House officially announced its support?

"No, only a policy memorandum from the presidential administration team was attached."

It turned out to be the case.

Smith understood.

It seems that Rosef herself knew just how dangerous this draft was.

So they first had the Ministry of Agriculture throw the stuff into the committee.

They wanted to gauge the reaction, but were unwilling to let the president take direct responsibility.

They did it cautiously.

At this moment, the young legislator was still waiting for his reply.

Smith looked up and said, "Go prepare for the hearing!"

oh!?

The young senator's eyes lit up; it seemed Mr. Smith was about to make a move!

"but!"

Smith suddenly said, "The only person requesting to attend this hearing is Agriculture Secretary Hattie Wallace! Don't subpoena that Hopkins!"

"why?"

The young councilor was puzzled. If a hearing was to be held, shouldn't everyone who was supposed to attend be present?

Hopkins was involved in drafting this bill, so why wasn't he subpoenaed?

Smith looked at the young senator, whose eyes revealed a clear naiveté.

He couldn't help but feel a surge of sorrow.

Is it possible that the future of conservative rule will be handed over to people like this?

"idiot!"

Smith said sternly, "Didn't you attend the last bank hearing? Even if you didn't, didn't you find out what happened afterward?!"

This……

The young councilor dared not speak.

He really didn't care much about that bank hearing.

After all, he came from a southern state, and most of his financial backers were farmers and plantation owners who owed money to banks and just hoped that the banks would suffer.

Moreover, this legislator had only been elected for a short time.

He was not even on Morgan Stanley's "priority list".

Even if your body is crooked, you don't need to worry about your shadow being straight.

Young lawmakers simply lack the motivation to pay attention to the bank hearings.

There was no other way for Smith to be more direct.

Otherwise, this idiot in front of me wouldn't understand at all.

"That Hopkins man displayed strong sophistry and investigative skills during the hearing."

"His ability to dig up dirt like the 'priority list' can only prove one thing."

"I'm afraid the FBI is fully cooperating with his work."

“If you invite him to the hearing, he will definitely investigate your dirty secrets beforehand and then reveal them at the hearing!”

what?

The young senator immediately declared, "Hopkins absolutely cannot be allowed to participate!"

"It's good to know."

Smith tapped the table lightly. "If we only have Wallace attend, and put enough pressure on her, she'll definitely waver on some of the provisions in the bill."

"Of course, we shouldn't set our bottom line too high; we have to give that old woman Louise some face."

"Alright then, we only have one demand."

"Change the requirement in the bill that the Ministry of Agriculture review the data to local committee review!"

The young legislator understood instantly.

The so-called local committees were originally controlled by local farmers.

As long as power returns to the county, everything will return to normal.

"I'll go back and contact the other committee members right away."

"Don't just contact committee members."

Smith patiently provided guidance.

"At the same time, notify the state agricultural commissioners, plantation associations, country banks, farm credit agencies..."

He rattled off a string of names.

There is only one core objective.

This hearing cannot be allowed to appear as merely a few Southern lawmakers opposing the government.

We need to convince the whole nation.

The entire agricultural sector believes that this draft is unenforceable.

The young legislator felt he had learned something.

No wonder he's a veteran.

I don't know how long I'll have to endure before I develop this shameless and immoral mentality of dragging others down with me.

Smith's instructions continued.

"And the newspapers, they need to release some information in advance."

Smith said, "But don't attack the president."

"Since Rosef didn't sign her name, we'll just assume she doesn't know what the Ministry of Agriculture is planning to do."

"Put the blame on Wallace and Hopkins."

“Especially Hopkins.”

A 23-year-old special assistant to the president.

It has no roots in the South and no agricultural background.

They are not even elected officials.

However, they attempted to rearrange the relationship between millions of peasants and landlords.

There is no better target to attack.

“Tell those newspapers.”

Smith said slowly, “The radicals in the White House are taking advantage of the agricultural crisis to extend federal power into every farm.”

"They are using the guise of helping farmers to take over the entire South!"

The young councilor nodded repeatedly.

I've learned a lot, I really have.

"I'll get on it right away!"

Several members of the House of Representatives left their offices.

Smith was left alone, lost in thought.

In fact, there was something he didn't say earlier, because it was just a guess and hadn't been confirmed.

The bill states that it is necessary to ensure that all tenant farmers receive the guarantee payment.

but

How can we ensure that?

The federal government has no power at the grassroots level in the South and relies entirely on the cooperation and assistance of local forces.