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Michelle finished rinsing her mouth and came over to hug Yang Chong with a smile.

Yang Chong hurriedly waved his hand, and his body kept retreating: "Don't mind." ”

Michelle pouted unhappily: "Donkey, what do you mean by that?" ”

Yang Chong sneered: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid of the dark." ”

Michelle was speechless: "Damn, obviously you're also dark, okay?" ”

Yang Chong shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm so dark, it's not to protect you secretly......"

Michelle said, "You ...... Hum! ”

She stamped her feet in place and went out. took a satchel, put on sunglasses, and called the driver outside without eating, and got into the bulletproof car and walked out of the White House with a huff.

Yang Chong looked at her back and showed a treacherous smile.

This chick doesn't even eat, she must be keeping her stomach and planning to eat Clinton's lifeblood.

He took a Cuban cigar from the table, sat comfortably on the single sofa, looked out the window at the leisurely scenery, took a deep puff of cigarette, reached the bottom of his lungs, spun it around, and then spit it out leisurely.

Refreshing.

Outside the window, a white-skinned man in a black suit walked into the official residence.

The man explained some things to the White House housekeeper, and the housekeeper's face became very ugly, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction where Yang Chong was, and then hurriedly led him to the room in front.

Knock knock!

The door slammed.

The voice of the old butler came from outside the door: "Mr. President, I beg your pardon for offending, there is really an important matter......"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Chong shouted impatiently: "Lao Tzu hasn't eaten breakfast yet, get out of here!" ”

The old butler and the white-skinned man outside the door immediately looked at each other.

Why is the president's temper so big today?

The white-skinned man whispered, "Then let's wait for the president to have breakfast, and I'll wait for him outside the room." ”

Yang Chong went downstairs to have breakfast.

Sitting at the table, he eagerly waited for the chef to serve the food.

Damn, the little county magistrates in China all take bird's nest shark fin as a common meal, and they all eat with fat brains and big bellies, this US imperialist president's food will definitely not be bad, right?

But as soon as the dish was served, he was stunned.

What?

Only a bowl of vegetable juice, an omelette, and a few slices of bread?

"Hey, hey, who!" Yang Chong pointed to the old housekeeper and said, "That's you, the old man who is half an inch apart." Are you mistaken, I'm the president of the United States, the most powerful man on the planet, and I was actually allowed to eat this for breakfast? It's a bit shabby, isn't it? ”

"That's right, Mr. President." The old butler glanced at the food, "This is the faithful advice of your nutrition expert, and the chef is all doing the same." ”

Alas, Lao Tzu understands why the presidents of the United States rarely have dead fat people with beer bellies.

Look at the consciousness of others, nutritionists have long been matched, and there are more fitness specialists, no wonder it is a top power, there is no comparison.

After a rough breakfast, Yang Chong read the newspaper for a while, but it was all in English, although he could read it, it was too troublesome to watch.

When he was idle, he asked the old butler to call the white-skinned man just now.

The white-skinned man's name is Peake, a very common name, but he has an unusual surname, Rothschild.

The two of them were seated separately.

Yang Chong held a Playboy magazine, put his legs on the sofa casually, and said to Pique while eating apples: "Why are you coming to me?" ”

Peake glanced at the apple in his hand with some disgust, and said in a serious tone: "Mr. President, even if this is a private meeting, I want you to at least maintain the demeanor of a president." ”

Yang Chong saw that his eyes were on the apples, and he immediately understood in his heart: "Why, you don't like to eat apples?" ”

Peake said: "I really don't like it very much. ”

Yang Chong shook his head: "Then you are quite unlucky, haven't you heard of it, one apple a day, the doctor stays away from me, not to mention, the apple is delicious." ”

Pique's expression became more serious: "Mr. President, I'm here to get down to business!" ”

Yang Chong said disdainfully: "Bullshit, don't think I can't see through your little tricks." ”

Peake was surprised: "So, do you know what I'm here for?" ”

Yang Chong said: "In the tenth chapter of the Gospel of Matthew in the Bible, it is said that I did not come to seek peace, but to send swords to this place. If I'm right, I'm afraid you're doing the same. Am I right, Mr. Rothschild? ”

Pique gasped.

Before he arrived, the elders of the family had said that the president was an incompetent, and that he was elected in large part because he had taken advantage of the political correctness of the United States of America for a long time, and when it came to real personal strength, he had no real personal strength at all.

His advantage is simply that the Democrats praise him.

Excessive skewed party resources, even if he is a waste himself, can give birth to a god.

Of course, this is the evaluation of the elders of the Rothschild family, and Pique himself does not think so. Since Oba Donkey can achieve the position of president, it shows that he is not useless.

However, compared with the previous Reagan, Clinton and others, after all, it is much worse, and this is the national consensus.

The fundamental reason is that people look down on black people and think that they are uneducated, and this concept is deeply rooted.

In reality, however, this is really the case......

However, Pique was still amazed by Yang Chong, and he was able to see through the purpose of the hermit family's visit at a glance, and this keen political sense was enough for him to look up to Yang Chong.

"You're right." Peake nodded.

"And what do you mean?" Yang Chong knocked on his head and said, "Oh, by the way, I remember to talk to the Ministry of Defense, the Ministry of Finance, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs about Syria today." ”

"You're shrewd indeed." Peake laughed, "I'm really here for your meeting. ”

"Oh?"

"Since we're all smart people, I'm not going to play pantomime anymore. What we at Rothschild mean is that we hope that Mr. President will reasonably consider the interests of all American citizens and send ground troops in Syria to defend the overseas property of our citizens. You know, Russia's **** has already dispatched flight formations to bomb there, and if the United States is indifferent, then Syria will no longer be the Syria of the United States, and the Middle East will no longer be the Middle East of the United States. ”

Nima, it turns out that this is how Americans view other countries?

No wonder it is called the world's police, and the home country of the people of the world is the United States!

Yang Chong was so angry that Lao Tzu was also a young pioneer of the Five Bars who "grew up under the red flag and was led by the party since childhood", and he was going to take over the socialist class in the future, but he didn't expect that the Americans would not take foreign countries seriously at all.

What is it called? Overbearing!

Crabs are domineering!

Are you a crab?