"All they want is some promise."

A broker not known to ordinary people sat across from Mr. Trueman, cigarette in his hand, and he spoke with a characteristic self-confidence.

In Bupen, not everyone can be called a "broker". Those who can be called these names often have very special abilities.

Some people know a lot of capitalists, and on weekdays they either eat with this rich man or drink with that rich man.

In Bupen and even the Commonwealth, there is no trouble they can't solve when it comes to business issues——

They can provide you with any channel, and you can't solve it, it's not their fault, it's your fault.

There are also some people who are familiar with politicians. Many of these people have been active in the federal political arena. Their connections are very strong. From inside the party to outside the party, there is no one they can't speak to.

For example, the guy sitting in front of Mr. Truman now, he doesn't look very tall, he is a little thin, and his clothes and dressing are very delicate, giving people a very special feeling.

He doesn't look like a pure politician, with more philistines than politicians.

Not like a capitalist, he will give people a sense of weight that is difficult for capitalists to have.

He called Mr. Trueman and walked in and sat in front of him.

For the "promise" this guy was talking about, Mr. Trueman had figured out what it was.

As long as he promises not to use the prerogatives of the president during the war to arbitrarily change the political structure of the federation, including but not limited to constricting the powers of Congress, the congressmen will fully support Mr. Truman as the new president of the federation.

Yes, everyone already knows the result of the vote count, and sometimes the nervousness of those candidates in front of the TV is just a need for propaganda. .

Politicians need people in the federation to think that everything is "fair", like people themselves, and people's power in society!

The Federation upholds the concept of equality, no one is shorter than another, and no one is higher than others.

The few should not have control over what the majority does not, let alone monopolize them, be it power or wealth.

That's why there are workers' unions, and so there are elections.

But for politicians, who did know the outcome in advance, all they need now is an answer from Mr. Truman.

According to the actual handover process, in February, Mr. President can be regarded as a real and complete resignation.

At that time, he will take away everything related to him in the presidential palace, leaving no trace, and will also take away all the cabinet, leaving an empty presidential palace for the new president.

If Congress forcibly interferes in this process, it will indeed cause a lot of trouble for Mr. Truman.

Mr. Trueman was silent, he did not answer immediately, he knew that as long as he nodded hypocritically, even if he would play tricks later, these people would have nothing to do with him.

But he didn't want to do it, at least not when he had a choice!

In fact, he has always been an upright person. Maybe he will lie, but he will not lie maliciously.

Maybe he has some small problems, but in terms of personality and morals, there is really nothing too much indebted.

He is an upright person, and there is still some justice in his heart that he yearns for. He is not willing to bow his head and compromise at this time, which will remind him of the moment when he was suspended a few years ago.

Facing an interest group, even if Mr. President stood behind him, he was powerless and weak, and he didn't want to try again!

Looking at Mr. Truman's silence, Mr. Broker pursed his lips and smiled. He has seen many such people.

Not everyone is willing to become smooth, sophisticated, and able to quickly integrate into this absurd and funny society from the very beginning.

There will always be some people who have clear edges and corners, and have the concept of distinguishing right from wrong.

Of course, in this process, if someone can help and push them, the process will be faster.

He took a puff of cigarette, flicked the ash, and said with a smile, "There's a lot of trouble on the border, and we all know it's going to be difficult to solve during this time. If you don't want to drag this matter down, you'd better get it early. decision."

Mr. Broker said and stood up, he has already said what he should say, he has done what he should do, and the rest has nothing to do with him actually.

The purpose of those people's money is to let him come here and have a few words with Mr. Truman.

Sometimes I have to admire the way the Federals make money. In such a short time, he has already earned hundreds of thousands of actual benefits, and he has also obtained a few good favors.

After refusing Mr. Truman to send him outside the community, he took his assistant down the sidewalk of the community towards the door.

There are many federal government officials or military officers living here. Even if it is very late, the safety is still guaranteed.

Gu Mian

Walking on the road, Mr. Broker's assistant couldn't help but ask, "Will he agree?"

There are actually many compromises and transactions behind this "deal" that he doesn't understand, not just a few hundred thousand in favors and a few favors.

If Mr. Truman bowed his head, Mr. Broker would have more to gain.

Even a small assistant has a natural desire for "victory".

By the way, this little assistant is the son of Mr. Broker, and in Mr. Broker's eyes, there is nothing better than doing this.

It is not only a safe job, but also has a high level of quality. People who come and go are celebrities and dignitaries, and people who go in and out are all high-end places. Not only can you get people's respect, but also a lot of benefits when talking and laughing.

With his careful training and long-term work experience, I can completely entrust this to him.

Mr. Broker nodded with an insightful smile full of wisdom, "Of course, but it's not us, not those who need us to communicate, but the situation in the north."

As he walked, he seriously explained his son's doubts.

"We all know that we may face tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of refugees smuggling, which is actually an invasion."

"If Congress doesn't let go, the military can't be moved at will, unless the president uses his prerogatives."

"And once he uses the privilege, at this critical juncture, he will automatically be re-elected."

"So the Ministry of Defense's statement to the outside world is a bit vague, and they want to confuse the seriousness of the situation."

"And this is also the reason and reliance for those people in Congress to stand up to deal with Truman!"

"Sometimes you will find that the process of many things in the Federation is very rigid, but sometimes you will also find that these rigid processes will provide you with unimaginable convenience when necessary!"

Yes, Congress would not be able to handle Mr. Truman without the issue of presidential privileges and wartime status. If he can unify, the military units mobilized through Congress are "normal mobilizations", and they are solved incidentally. Some border issues, this is not war.

Mr. President can't do it, because this is a privilege. To use the privilege, you must change the state of the country. This is an endless cycle, and there is no solution!

The assistant actually didn't fully understand it, but that didn't prevent him from realizing that the core of the whole thing was in the north.

If the North can settle down at this time, then Congress will lose the opportunity to hold Mr. Truman, and instead, because of their performance at this time, will put some of them on the opposite side of the new president.

But if the North cannot settle down, Truman can only compromise in the end, unless he is willing to see the entire North rot to the end, and may even affect the central region of the Federation.

So everything depends on the north!

If at this time Rekatos knew that the upper class in this country with a population of more than 60 million was paying attention to himself and his group of people, he would definitely feel that his life was not in vain.

He can think like this because he feels that he is about to die.

Every time he breathed, his chest was hot, and the saliva he swallowed had a hint of fishy sweetness. He made several openings on his lips, and he was shot in the body.

Just when it was just dawn, a lot of fighter jets flew over from the south, and these fighter jets started diving at them and then strafing.

The bullet kicked up huge snowflakes on the ground, then left a crater that was quickly covered by snow from elsewhere.

He was shoved by the man next to him, and the hapless one was torn in half by a bullet from the midsection.

He gave him a shot to get him out of the pain, which was the shot that hit him in the arm.

The bullet came from the jungle, and there were people in the jungle. With the help of his brothers, he had to leave the jungle quickly.

The plane kept circling ~lightnovelpub.net~ strafing, occasionally dropping a bomb in a crowded place.

The most disturbing thing is that some guys wearing... like unwashed white special clothes haunt them like ghosts!

These guys' clothes are obviously dirty, not white, but as long as they hide in the heavy snow, they can't be found!

I haven't seen these guys in the middle of the night, and since the morning, they seem to appear out of thin air.

Rekatos ran hard, looking back from time to time, his rifle had been lost by him.

That thing usually doesn't feel heavy, but when it's running for its life, it becomes a burden.

He also had a pistol in his hand, which was enough for his own protection.

He was completely separated from his subordinates, and an ambush he encountered not long ago completely broke up their group.

His only thought now is to run, run far away!