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Having sent away the lesser-known lobbyist from the Duncan family, Senator Langdon shook his head with a wry smile.

The very unpleasant experience of being lobbyed is like someone shoves a finger into his nostril and asks him if he is happy.

I don't know if I am unhappy, anyway, it hurts and sore, tears are coming out, but it's not easy to refuse.

He finally got this position, his **** was not hot, how could he risk being "adjusted" to refuse the Duncan family's lobbying?

Members of the House of Representatives and Senators are all members of Congress, but there is still a big difference.

The difference in number actually reflects the status of both sides. The number of senators is much smaller than that of the House of Representatives. At the same time, the number of senators in some heavyweight committees is also a bit higher, although they always say that the two sides are equal. .

The main reason is that members of the House of Representatives can be adjusted quickly. When a party decides to change the strategy of Congress, they can use simple means to replace those members of the House of Representatives who do not have a deep political background.

Cooperate with a state senator or something in another place.

Those who don't cooperate can be kicked out completely by just finding a reason.

Furthermore, even Senator Langdon, who has no deep background, can operate himself as a member of the House of Representatives, even though he has paid for the position of mayor.

Then if others want to get rid of him, the price paid will not exceed the position of the mayor of a small city, and it may be much lower.

It's like the defensive party always invests more than the offensive party. Whether it is financial resources or energy, he must ensure that his position is stable. As for other personal honors, it doesn't really matter much.

He tilted his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window, but his mood was not as bright as the sunshine at this time.

In this bright sunshine, Mr. Geruno is playing golf with Mr. Fitch.

The temperature at the end of January is still a bit cold, and the most fearful thing for elderly people is the cold wind blowing outside.

The cold wind will turn into an invisible knife, which can penetrate people's clothes, penetrate people's bodies, and leave a deep cold on and in the bones.

So they choose to play in warm indoors, indoor golf, with a large piece of special glass above their heads, which can also allow them to bask in the sun.

There is no long fairway here, it's actually just greens.

People go to the green with one shot from the starting point, and then put into the hole. Although they don't have a vigorous swing, this is still a great pastime for those who like golf.

Mr. Geruno is standing in front of his ball. He constantly adjusts the angle of his putt and tries different strengths. All his attention is focused on the ball, and he doesn't even bother to speak.

Twenty seconds later, he swung the ball forward with a light swing, watching the ball quickly roll over a little undulating lawn, and finally fell firmly into the hole. He waved his fist and put it in his hand. The cue worth tens of thousands of dollars was thrown to the caddy so indifferently.

"Good shot!" Mr. Fitch applauded.

Mr. Fitch looked not tall, his hair was a bit thin, his hair was gray, and he looked like a serious but ordinary person.

Ninety-nine percent of the people he walked on the street would not know that he had passed by the most powerful person in the Federation. He was so unobtrusive.

But in the federal political arena, no one dares not pay attention to him, and no one can ignore him.

Mr. Geruno took off his non-slip gloves and walked aside, "I have this hunch, it will definitely get in!"

With a smile on his face, scoring is definitely an enjoyable achievement for anyone who likes to play.

The caddie put a golf ball on the ball mark, then gently moved the mark away.

Mr. Fitch tightened his gloves, took the same expensive club, adjusted the position and angle.

He was more decisive than Mr. Geruno when he shot. He didn't aim for too long and didn't have a foreboding. After ten seconds or so, he swung the club. The ball twisted and twisted on the green lawn, but always moved towards the hole. Roll away in the direction.

Both of them held their breath, and when the ball fell, Mr. Fitch had a little more smile on his face, "It looks like it's a tie again."

The caddy immediately sent him a scoring book, and he casually read a motion, "I remember correctly!"

He smiled and handed the cue to the caddy, without taking off the gloves, and went to another green with Mr. Geruno.

There are many indoor greens, and the topographical features will be changed every once in a while, so there can be more designs.

Complex, simple, bumpy, smooth.

The two of them were walking and chatting.

"This time your stride is too big, we still have some questions about the security law..."

When Mr. Geruno brought up this matter, the two parties began to study the proposal. As for the Socialist Party... sometimes there is no difference between them and them.

There is a very strict attitude and a concept in the federal state.

Capitalists control wealth, politicians control power, and military control the armed forces.

The federation has developed from the past to the present. Regardless of the fact that capitalists have been infiltrating the political arena and the military, no one will back down once the principle issue is involved.

The security law is obviously testing whether everyone's bottom line is the same as in the past. This is not a good sign, but their excuses are very full.

At present, in order to take care of the country’s image in the international community, the federal government is inconvenient to send troops everywhere. Even the "army" sent to Nagalil is "spontaneously" formed by veterans.

They are not required by the federal government, nor are they required by the federal military to station in Nagalil to form an armed deterrent against Nagalil and the surrounding area. They are spontaneously hired by the local government to help them maintain local peace.

There is nothing about the federal government, but there is absolutely nothing about capitalists.

At the same time, this situation can only happen in Nagalil, and it cannot happen elsewhere. The Federation will not provoke enemies everywhere under the name of "aggressor".

Although there is warship escort, warship **** can only guarantee that there will be no problems on the sea under the **** of warships. In the process of specific operations of capitalists, they still often encounter some problems.

"From the government's standpoint, you can restrict other countries' respect and protection of our businessmen's legitimate rights and interests, but you can't solve some matters outside the law."

"Rogues, gangs, rascals, such people exist everywhere. They themselves are outside the supervision of laws and morals, and their own government cannot restrict their behavior, let alone a person they may never have been to. What about the government of the country?"

The two walked to the steps, about a hundred meters away from them, which was another stadium.

The caddies follow some distance away from them, and the big people who come here don't like to have people around when they chat.

After Mr. Fitch listened in thought, Mr. Geruno continued, “The concept that the federals have money has now become a consensus in the world. In some places where our influence is weak, it is targeted at the federals. Kidnapping, hijacking, and snatching have happened from time to time."

"The inaction or even protection of the local government leaves our businessmen with no good solutions. They can only leave after losing a sum of money and goods, and some will even lose their lives."

"You can't protect us, can't we also want to protect ourselves now?"

Standing by the door, Mr. Geruno made a "please first" gesture, letting Mr. Fitch pass through the door first.

Mr. Fitch frowned. "You can hire some bodyguards or someone who can protect yourselves, or even buy weapons for yourself."

"We have allowed private individuals to buy various standard weapons from the federal military-industrial group. You can actually do that, but you shouldn't talk about it in the open."

"This is not an easy question!"

The two went down the ramp, and the caddie followed in due course.

This green is about a thousand square meters, and there are tender green lawns in winter, and the temperature is also very suitable.

The serving point is on the back of a **** of about 30 degrees. Teeing off on this uneven ground is a test of the golfer's skills.

Mr. Fitch took the cue from the caddy and asked the caddy to put the ball. He hardly waited for too long and swung hard.

The ball was hit and flew into the air, straight up and down, and landed on the green with good luck.

Another caddie ran to the point of his ball, inserted the mark, and picked it up.

This is to prevent the two **** from colliding. Although this kind of thing is not so easy to happen, it has happened after all, so there is such a measure.

As Mr. Geruno took aim, he continued, “But we can’t let us businessmen bear the consequences that shouldn’t be our responsibility just because this proposal will sting some people’s sensitive nerves.”

"If the security law can be passed, at least those who are malicious to us want to deal with us, it won't be so easy."

He prepared for a long time before hitting the ball, then his arm shook, banged, and the turf was flying.

With just one wave, the price of mending the turf is around thirty or twenty yuan.

The two stopped talking again. They watched the ball flying in the air, watched it fall into the green, watched it roll towards the hole.

Although it was not successfully transferred into the hole in the end~lightnovelpub.net~, compared with Mr. Fitch's ball on the edge of the green, Mr. Geruno's shot was obviously very technical.

"Good shot!" Mr. Fitch praised.

Mr. Geruno smiled, and the two walked towards the green, "No one can stop the needs of the people."

"Now it's just some water currents. If it is blocked for too long, it will become a torrent that will destroy everything!"

Mr. Fitch was thoughtful. He stood in front of the ball and thought for a while, and then hit the ball without hesitation. Although the ball was a little far from the hole, it fell into the hole.

"I will consider it carefully!"

Mr. Geruno clenched his fists when he heard these words. He knew he had persuaded Mr. Fitch.

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