Marvel Administrative Officer

Chapter 57 Trading
Jack walked into Snyder's office familiarly.

There are many feelings, but Jack has no time to feel them. He has to have a good talk with Snader now.

Originally, Jack thought that Snader would become angry at this time, but the other party did not.

Snyder was smiling, he even got out his glass,
"Would you like some white wine? Or do you just drink whiskey."

Jack didn't come to his senses. He had imagined the scene of meeting many times, but he didn't think of this one alone.

"You should be thinking now, is Snader crazy!" Snader smiled softly when he said his name, "But in fact, I want to tell you that I am normal, and I will not be angry about your things , on the contrary, I am very pleased."

Jack had come to his senses at this time, he couldn't let Snard control everything, so he said,

"Can I have some white wine?"

Negotiations are like a confrontation between two armies. If one side is as powerful as a rainbow, it means that the other side has lost its armor.

Jack deliberately disrupted the rhythm of Snader's speech in order to bring the topic back to the original point and prevent Snader from manipulating the entire negotiation.

Snard smiled indifferently. He went to the wine cabinet and poured two glasses of white wine, turned around and handed them to Jack before continuing,

"This bottle of wine was sent by your father, John, who said drinking white wine is good for the heart."

John?

Jack hasn't heard this name for a long time, and he has experienced too many things recently, which makes Jack feel that the last time he saw John seemed to be many years ago.

"You and John are friends?"

As soon as the words came out, Jack regretted it, and he seemed to fall into the rhythm of Snyder's conversation again.

But which man is not curious about his father?

Snyder smiled, more than Jack had ever seen him laugh today.

"John and I are college roommates. In fact, my first venture capital came from him, and I chose the financial consulting industry because of his inspiration. Do you think we are friends?"

Jack was sure he'd never heard John mention Snyder, but he had a feeling that while he wasn't going the way John planned, he'd never left John's grasp.

"Your operation in the mutant incident was rough, but that's okay, the enthusiasm of the people has been mobilized, and it doesn't matter if there is a little flaw."

Seeing that Jack was lost in thought, Snard started the conversation,
"Now as a mayor, I need to know what do you want from City Hall?"

Jack snapped back, as if he had misunderstood the conversation in the first place.

He thought for a while, and said a little unconfidently:

"Protect the rights and interests of mutants."

"It's an empty phrase to say to cocky New Yorkers, and to your supporters, but you're dealing with me, so it's useful to say something."

Snyder smiled back.

Jack quickly focused. He was facing an outstanding businessman and an excellent politician. After thinking for a while, he replied earnestly:

"I want to be the leader of the mutants."

Snard's smile gradually disappeared, apparently Jack's answer was beyond his expectation, he asked loudly:
"Are you a mutant?"

"I'm not."

After Jack finished speaking, he found a strange smile on Snader's face.

"You can't be the leader of a mutant, a Jew won't let a Pole be his leader, a tiger won't let a lion be his leader."

This is fatal error.

Snard's advice made Jack a little out of control. His plan was going well, but it seemed that the benefits were not high, and he even felt a little like making wedding dresses for mutants.

"Jack, I now solemnly invite you to return to the city hall."

"And, as a mayor, I will give you and your group some policies. After all, you are the trend of the times. But as your elders, I hope you can think about what you want and what you can get in the end." .”

At the end of the conversation, although Jack and Snard didn't discuss what mutants could get, they both understood that it was not important.

The mutant issue was just a gimmick from beginning to end, used when needed, and thrown away immediately when not needed.

Jack walked out of the office in a daze, and his supporters were still waiting outside the city hall.

He rubbed his face vigorously, forcing himself to cheer up. Although in the office, Jack lost a game, but outside the city hall, he must be a leader full of fighting spirit, resolute and resolute!
With his head held high and his chest held high, Jack walked up to the height like a victor in a war, and he shouted loudly:
"My friends, Mayor Snader has agreed to clarify his attitude to the White House and the Pentagon. New York will also ban all incidents that harm mutants. We have won!"

"Huh,...yeah!"

Town Hall Square became a sea of ​​cheers.

After a few more waves of rhythm, Jack quietly left the crowd. He had some questions and confusions that needed to be answered, and he quickly thought of a suitable candidate.

Two hours later, Jack came to Philadelphia.

A conversation with Snader made Jack realize that he is still a political rookie, but experience cannot be gained in a short period of time, and it seems impossible to solve the problem by himself, so he thought of the experienced Raymond.

Jack knocks on the door of Raymond's house.

the door opens,

Raymond didn't seem to be surprised by Jack's arrival, he greeted with a smile,

"The weather is fine today, suitable for guests to visit."

"Excuse me, Raymond."

Raymond called Jack into the room and sat down, served another glass of white water, and explained,
"It's not that I'm mean, it's just that I think you need a clear head today, well, you can start telling your story."

Jack nodded and told everything he had done during this time.

Raymond listened quietly until Jack finished speaking, he was silent for a few minutes, and then he spoke,

"Snader is right. Your plan is pretty good. Although there were some twists and turns, you finally achieved the desired result. However, you really can't be the leader of mutants."

Jack was annoyed for a while, this feeling was terrible, but he couldn't pick the peaches he had grown with great difficulty.

"But it's not impossible to remedy that."

"What way?" Jack asked anxiously.

"You originally planned to advise the president to set up a mutant affairs department and recommend yourself to be the minister?"

"Yes."

"The Ministry of Affairs can be established, but you don't have to be the minister, choose a mutant who you think is not bad, let him become the minister, and then build momentum for him, put your halo on his head, you hide in the Behind the scenes."

Jack realized.

Is this the role of top think tanks?
At this moment, Jack really hoped from the bottom of his heart to invite Raymond out of the mountain to help him, but when he saw Raymond's eyes, he knew that his invitation would definitely be rejected, so he didn't speak this time.

"Jack, you have to hurry up and go to Washington now." Seeing that Jack could understand his idea, Raymond reminded him again.

Jack nodded.

In order to establish the Department of Mutant Affairs,

When Jack met with the President last time, he did not inform the President in advance that it was Stryker's plan for the mutants to assassinate him.

The assassination was like a thorn in Benjamin's throat.

Now is the time to pull out that thorn.

As for the candidate for the mutant minister, Jack also had a favorite candidate in his heart.

　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation.

　　


(End of this chapter)