blackstone code

Chapter 2363

Ms. Tracy looked surprised, she nodded, "I can give it a try!"

In the eyes of many people, being a member of Congress is a very noble profession.

First of all, they don't have too many "mandatory responsibilities", and they don't need to be responsible for the employment rate of a certain area, nor do they need to keep the economic development of this area at a certain level.

No matter where it is, how it develops, how many people have no jobs, and don't have enough to eat, it has nothing to do with the gentlemen of Congress.

Not only do they not need to bear the various problems that a city will encounter in the process of development, but they can also use these problems as an excuse to question the development direction and political thinking of the city's rulers.

Take Senator Langdon, for example. He just socializes and socializes all day long. He doesn't have anything too specific to do.

He is now a key member of the Environment Committee, responsible for cases related to environmental protection and pollution across the committee and across the country.

But he himself is not actually responsible for it now, but the members of the committee are in charge, running around, and after the results are reported back, he takes a look at it, signs it, and the case is considered closed.

There will be no less money that is due, and no more things that should be done.

Moreover, MPs do not have a mandatory working system, which means that they do not need to sit in the office at all, they can go or not, it is up to them.

Coupled with the various welfare benefits of MPs, this is the ultimate goal of politicians!

Ms. Tracy dreams of becoming a senator in the Federal Congress, even if she can only work for four or six years, she is satisfied.

Lynch gave her an affirmative answer and said that he would clearly support her if necessary, which also made Ms. Tracy even more excited!

"If you can find a region that supports you by yourself, then go find it yourself."

"If you can't find an area that supports you, I'll help you arrange an area over Marillo."

"It's not easy to do, but it's not necessarily impossible."

There was still some time before the big list, and Ms. Tracy replied after thinking for a while, "I will try it myself first, and my relationship with the later governor is pretty good."

"Maybe he'll be willing to give me a chance."

She said "opportunity", not quota.

After the big list is submitted, it is reasonable to say that it will basically not change. After all, each state has its own ideas.

The Commonwealth is a just, fair and free country, and it is their own right to elect whoever is elected to Congress.

Even if they elect a dog to Congress, that is something they are happy to do. No one can say that they did something wrong, and then dismiss the big list.

But one thing to note is that even if they recommend a dog, the dog must be a male!

Therefore, what Ms. Tracy wants is equivalent to a "nomination right", not the final result.

It is not difficult for others to agree to this request, as long as the relationship with her is acceptable.

"I'm going to Slem in a few days. If you need anything, please call me."

After sending Ms. Tracy away, Lynch returned to the office and asked the chairman of the Conservative Party Committee to meet him.

The chairman of the Conservative Party Committee will also go to Slem as a special adviser to the state government, and whether he can have this status depends only on whether Lynch is willing to support him.

Not long after, the old man came to Lynch's office.

Now he is no longer in that prominent position, so when he goes in and out of such a place with a relatively strong capital atmosphere, no one will say that he is engaged in any behind-the-scenes money and power transactions.

The old man is wearing a thick coat and a woolen hat. He looks like a fat penguin!

"I've really had enough of this damn weather. I'm eager to go to Nagaril right now!"

"He also called me yesterday, and he told me that it's 22 degrees over there now, and I like this temperature!"

Nagalil is in the tropics, and the temperature has risen at this time. For the elderly, what they fear most is hot weather, and what they fear the most is winter.

It's like a fat man likes winter but hates summer.

In the words, Chi Guoguo's envy is undisguised. For an old man like him, wearing so many clothes to go out every day is simply suffering!
What about the hot summer?
Hell, air conditioners have been born for many years, and the technology of miniaturization and householdization is becoming more and more mature. Air conditioners can completely solve the problem of overheating in summer.

Lynch responded with a smile, "If you have taken care of all your matters, we can leave at any time!"

The old man raised his hand and quickly lowered it, patting his leg, "There is nothing to commemorate here, I just want to leave quickly!"

"We're leaving tomorrow, by plane."

After Lynch finished speaking, the two of them were silent for a while.

Then the old man sighed, a little embarrassed.

The scandal of the Conservative Party candidate this time has made the Conservative Party very embarrassed, and someone urgently needs to take these responsibilities.

The party leader was obviously unsuitable, and the others were not of sufficient importance. In the end, he gritted his teeth and stood up.

In fact, compared to the calm departure of the Chairman of the Progressive Party Committee, his departure seemed somewhat... hasty.

This also made him a little upset.

But it is obviously meaningless to say these now.

After confirming the time, Lynch asked someone to arrange the plane and arranged some work.

The next morning, the two took Lynch's private jet direct to Nagaril.

It was already afternoon when they arrived in Nagalir, and they took a car directly to the former Chairman of the Progressive Party Committee.

The two old people have been fighting as enemies and friends for a lifetime, but they live together when they get old, which is an interesting ending.

The old man from the Progressive Party seemed very happy. He even cooked dinner for the two of them - barbecue.

As a traditional dinner for federal men, barbecue is a cooking skill that every man must master and be proficient in.

Can't say how delicious it is, but at least it's edible.

Amidst the sarcasm of the Tory old man and the bickering between the two, the dinner quickly came to an end.

The old man of the Conservative Party was a little tired after sitting on the plane for most of the day, so he went to rest early.

The old man of the Progressive Party came to his study with Lynch.

"You and Connor are very close." The old man poured Lynch a cup of scented tea and said as he poured it, "My doctor told me that I can no longer drink too much coffee."

"I still don't understand why coffee is associated with my health."

"But... who made me afraid of death?"

"If you can live longer, even if you can't drink coffee or smoke cigarettes, it's not unacceptable."

Lin Qi held the tea cup and smelled it. It smelled very fragrant, and the fragrance obviously had many layers. It was a very high-end scented tea.

In fact, scented tea did not have so many complicated crafts and outrageous fragrances at the beginning, but what the commodity society needs is packaging and stories.

Lynch said thank you, nodded, and took a sip.

The old man looked at Lynch, as if he was planning something.

After about ten seconds, he lowered his head and took a sip of scented tea, as if he was lost in memories.

"In my whole life, it can be said that I have never done anything that I regret."

"I haven't done anything for myself that I shouldn't have done."

"People support me and respect me, and I reciprocate the positive sentiments they have toward me."

"The only thing I regret is that I misjudged Gladstone."

When he said this, he looked up at Lynch, very calm, but not calm.

"He drove all my old buddies away. Actually, if he didn't do it, they would quit in a few years, but he did it anyway."

"You know, I... have a hard time accepting this result. I never thought he would do this."

"When I left, I also asked him to take care of those people. They spent their entire lives on this for me and for the Progressive Party."

"At the last stage of his life, he is not even willing to give them a decent departure!"

How to say this kind of thing?

From the point of view of the old Progressive Party, he was right. He handed over power to Gladstone without reservation.

Including his "old buddies" who would not betray Gladstone or do the opposite of what he thought.

Gladstone drove them all away, which was really too much.

But from Gladstone's perspective, an "era" was over.

These things left over from the old era occupy a large number of important positions. Without clearing out these people, his "own people" will not be able to place them in these important positions.

After all, these people were not close to him or his confidants. How could he completely trust these people?

And they are getting old, and it is almost time to retire, so why not let them enjoy the retirement life earlier, and then make room for their confidantes?

Everyone has their own reasons for what they think, so this is a contradiction.

Lynch nodded slightly, "Gladstone sometimes doesn't consider things so comprehensively. He has a strong desire to control, and I hope everything is under his control."

The meaning of his words is tantamount to saying that those old guys are the confidantes of the old people of the Progressive Party and are not under his control, so they will naturally be purged.

This is a simple narrative, a fact, but the truth is often the hardest to accept.

The old man made a force in his nasal cavity and snorted.

Then he lowered his head again to prevent Lynch from seeing his eyes, "I think... did I make a wrong decision, even Connor, who is so easy to talk to, has a bad fight with him."

"If I knew it was going to happen, I shouldn't have made that decision."

"You said, do I still have a chance to correct this mistake?"

Lin Qi pinched the rim of the teacup with his hand and kept turning the teacup, "If he is replaced, who would be more suitable to replace him?"

"How can you guarantee that the next Chairman of the Progressive Party Committee will not be worse than him?"

(End of this chapter)