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"you are not happy?"

In the evening, Joanna, who came back from a social event, was changing clothes while looking at Mr. Truman.

Mr. Truman's emotions are not often written on his face, which is also the most basic quality of a politician.

Whether you're happy or unhappy shows it right on your face, and your political opponents might laugh out loud.

Most politicians will always make sure that their facial expressions do not reveal too much information, but everyone will have some small actions or living habits that can reflect the heart.

Mr. Truman rarely drinks alone. He is an officer and the president of the Federation.

A calm, rational brain that is not affected by emotions is the most important thing. Even at some banquets, he only serves champagne or low-alcohol wine, and occasionally sips a little meaning.

When he was alone, he hardly drank alcohol, nor did he drink highly alcohol.

If he did that, there must be something on his mind.

Joanna remembers very clearly that the first time she found her husband drunk by himself, he had just been promoted to the rank of colonel.

Not long after that, he left the army.

There have been similar situations a few times before.

Every time he drank alone or drank strong alcohol, it meant that he had something on his mind, and it wasn't necessarily a good thing.

Mr. Truman shook his head, "No, nothing."

He lied, he had already had a hard time dealing with Jerry & Daisy Group, and he was a little uncertain whether the future dealing with Lynch would be as smooth as he imagined!

Unless Lynch can cooperate with him, he may not be able to restrain Lynch according to his own ideas.

In fact, he was also reflecting on whether some of his thoughts on Lynch were not very good?

Lynch did nothing wrong, actually!
But he quickly dispelled this idea. During his time with Lynch, the many "cooperations" completed by the two parties were not necessarily legal or inappropriate.

This is the collusion of power and capital, but Mr. Truman himself did not realize it, and now he realizes it.

Lynch has great courage, unique ideas, and terrible methods.

He dares to kill people, instigate wars, and do anything, as long as these things are beneficial to him!
In the end, will he form a super consortium that hangs over the federation?
No one knew, but he didn't dare to bet.

Because if that day does come, it may be a nightmare for the Federation.

It's just these things, he can't tell Joanna, everyone thinks that they are the most united partners, and no one can separate them!

He took a deep breath and changed the subject, "How is your foundation doing recently?"

"I heard that some people have some opinions about your eligibility for declaration."

Joanna chuckled lightly twice, the laughter was full of sarcasm.

She entered the bathroom naked, and came out soon after wearing a towel.

"The foundation has only just been established, and the amount of money that can be used to help military families is limited. It is impossible for anyone to reach out to us and we will give them what they want."

She walked to the dressing table and began to wipe her face and body.

They are all old couples, and there is no taboo between them.

"A few days ago, someone asked us to provide 500 yuan in assistance. That person wanted to change his car, but I don't think this should be among our help objects."

Mr. Truman listened very carefully, and he obviously didn't expect it when he heard this request.

He has no experience in participating in any specific operations of the foundation, so he doesn't know who there are and why.

At this time, Joanna's explanation made him feel that the negative rumors about the foundation may not be true.

After all, there are many people pouring dirty water on him now. If he can't be poured, they will pour dirty water on his wife.

However, he still warned a few words, "Those families who are really in difficulty, don't be stingy with the money in your hands."

"More than 1000 million funds can help many people!"

Joanna put a little emphasis on her tone, "We will only help those who really need help. Don't worry, we have a dedicated review team, and there will be no mistakes."

Mr. Truman could hear some impatience hidden in his wife's words, so he did not continue to interfere and remained silent.

The husband and wife were doing their own things. Ten minutes later, Joanna put on her pajamas and was on the other side of the bed.

She turned off the bedside lamp, retracted into the bed, "good night, dear."

Mr. Truman glanced at his wife with his back turned away. After thinking for a while, he put down his wine glass, lay down in bed, and turned off the bedside lamp, "Good night, my dear..."

In mid-to-late February, the impact of the blackout was fading, and the large-scale and protracted war on the front line produced more casualties.

The Federation is at a critical moment, as long as it gets past it, there will be no ups and downs in the future!
Mr. Truman has refocused his attention on work, and as for his concerns about Lynch, he will talk to Lynch again when this has all subsided.

The candidates for governments at all levels in the three states of Nagalil have almost been selected, and they will go to take office at the end of the month.

The encirclement and suppression of Jerry & Deiss Group is still going on.

The double suppression of power and capital made them breathless.

On Monday of the new week, a haggard Frank appeared in Lynch's office.

He couldn't see a little bit of the flying and self-confidence before, and he was like a big rooster who had lost the fight.

"We have lost a lot." After simple greetings, Frank looked up at Lynch.

He smelled strongly of cigarettes and was smoking again as he spoke.

"The assets of the consortium have shrunk by half. If you want to punish us, we will feel the pain now!"

"It's time, when everything is not going to the worst ending, stop!"

Lynch just looked at him with his head slightly tilted, without speaking, with a smile on his face.

The silence made Frank more uncomfortable in the right way, and the emotion in his voice reflected it.

"Killing us to death won't do you much good."

"He just uses you as his weapon against us, do you think you will end well?"

"No, he's different from all the presidents before him!"

During this period of time, they also studied Mr. Truman. He is indeed different from all previous presidents.

Possess a certain romantic idealism, very assertive, enough iron and blood when necessary.

Unlike previous presidents, he can be easily persuaded by others.

Unlike the former predecessors and the presidents of the Conservative Party, they always consider the influence of an event on society and whether it will affect the perception of voters.

Mr. Truman doesn't care about anything, he only does what he thinks, he doesn't think about voters or capitalists, he only thinks about his own transformation of this country!
Yes, a makeover!
He has promoted the revision of hundreds of articles, large and small, and it is said that he plans to start the "Anti-Monopoly Law"!
These are all amendments to curb the expansion of capital forces. During the period of President Truman, the capital of the Federation did not continue to expand and expand for the first time, but began to shrink!
His malice towards capital has been revealed.

Lynch turned his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window. At the end of February and the beginning of March, the weather had obviously warmed up, and the weather in Bupain also rose to minus five or six degrees.

The sunlight from outside the window shone in and shone on the man's body, making him feel slightly hot.

Warmer than warm.

"Frank, it's not me, it's you that can stop everything right now."

Frank froze for a moment, but then his face became even uglier.

He knew what Lynch meant.

As long as he declares bankruptcy and speeds up the dismemberment process of the consortium, he will be able to keep a lot of things.

In some artistic creations, it is always mentioned that when the company is acquired, the original owner of the company will go bankrupt. This is actually a wrong understanding and concept.

Even if Frank declares bankruptcy now, and then starts asset restructuring, I dare not say that there are too many, and the remaining seven or eight billion yuan is not a problem.

These high-quality assets will definitely need to be redistributed a second time, but their losses will be much smaller this time. While keeping three to five billion yuan for themselves, they can in turn re-involve in the new consortium and occupy a certain position.

To put it simply, they, the original shareholders of the consortium, became small and medium-sized shareholders of the new consortium and gave up most of the money.

It is a favor to protect oneself in this way.

It's just that he and the Daisy family are no longer the actual leaders of this consortium, but ordinary middle-level shareholders!

Frank didn't say anything. He actually knew that he could do this before he came here, but how can someone who has been an emperor be willing to be a minister?

And a minister who is not very important?
He is not reconciled, and neither are the members of the Jerry family!
They think that the core of everything is still Lynch, as long as Lynch stops, the rest of the matter will be resolved.

Frank didn't speak, neither did Lynch.

After a while, there was obvious regret on his face. He knew that Mr. Truman had such a tough head, so why bother to confront him head-on?
If the president loses, he just takes the blame and resigns. This fucking president is still a wartime president. Even if he takes the blame and resigns, he has to wait until the war is over.

But if they lost, they lost everything at once!
"I'm not reconciled!" Frank clenched his fist, then let go, a little depressed.

"For more than 200 years, with the efforts of more than a dozen generations, I can't just watch it disappear."

He tried to make a last effort.

Lynch turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile, "But you buried it with your own hands!"

"Nirvana, or destruction, your time is running out!"

Frank decided to take the gamble anyway, as did the others.

He stubbed out the cigarette, stood up, and looked at Lynch condescendingly, "You will regret it."

These words were obviously full of threats, but in Lynch's eyes, they were ridiculous.

He shook his head, "You know what?"

"You are pushing yourself into a deeper abyss!"

(End of this chapter)