Chapter 210: Lisboa's Combo Punch
The Russian Unity Party now holds nearly half of the seats in the Duma, but the hearts of the people are separated from each other, and this kind of secret ballot is more of a test of the unity and cohesion of a party......
So even the president Lisboa seems to be sitting on it with confidence, but secretly he is still a little apprehensive in his heart.
The voting process lasted 15 minutes, and in addition to the time for the votes to be counted, everyone on the rostrum looked solemn in nearly 20 minutes.
At this time, Potter, who was sitting in the audience, had a cold expression on his face.
Iron Mask has been caught!
Although there was still one breath left, it was actually no different from a dead body. And he learned through his secret connections that the Russian government was secretly very curious about Iron Mask's strange method of killing the priest, even if Iron Mask only had one breath left, there were still many scientists conducting various experiments on his body.
Potter's heart has been in turmoil like a pot of porridge these days, and every time he closes his eyes, the image of himself being tied to a cold operating table and being dismembered will appear in his mind.
Anxiety, uneasiness, and the earth-shattering plan that he had originally prepared to implement with the support of Iron Mask kept Potter awake for many days in a row, and the sparse and messy stubble made him look ten years older in a few days.
On the day he first got the news of Iron Mask's capture, Potter drove like a lost dog to the outskirts, trying to join up with another group of messengers who had arrived from Beslan, but the nasty creatures who followed closely behind him did not hesitate to be discovered by him, and he couldn't get rid of them like kraft candy.
From that point on, Potter knew that he could no longer care about any oracle organization, and that it was best to get himself out of this quagmire first.
So, when Lisboa was told last night about his intention to nominate Megèv as first deputy prime minister, Dyukov and some Duma connected with him asked about his intentions, Potter hesitated for a moment and said nothing, only vaguely told them. Adapt today.
There are three different-colored buttons on the voting instrument, with red for agree, green for no, and white for abstention.
Potter rubbed his fingers back and forth on it gently, as if caressing his lover's tender skin, unwilling to make a decision for a long time.
"Didi ......"
The countdown time, accompanied by a reminder of the electronic chirp, brought Potter to his senses from his fugue state. If you don't vote again, you will be recorded as a abstention.
Potter glanced at the podium from a distance, gritted his teeth, and pressed his fingers down hard......
"The statistics are out......"
As the electronic display lights up. The Dumas in the audience also raised their heads one by one, waiting for the results with different expressions.
Of the 450 seats in the Duma, 350 voted in favor, 30 against, and the rest abstained.
This result, which surprised everyone, made President Lisboa and Megève, who were sitting on the rostrum, greatly relieved, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
Originally, in everyone's minds, the predicted result should have been, barely a majority. Or. A few votes missed the pass. But such a result really made the politicians who are accustomed to seeing the intrigue in the Russian political arena drop their jaws one by one.
"Very well, thank you to all of you in the Duma for your recognition of my nominee. I believe that the government will repay all of you here and all the Russian people with more efficient work. β
After saying these words, President Lisboa's mission here today can be regarded as a successful accomplishment. He straightened his outfit a little and walked triumphantly outside.
The new first deputy prime minister of Russia also greeted the people around him one by one. Then he left the Duma chamber.
It didn't take a minute for the results to come out, and Dyukov also received the news from somewhere.
He stood silently on the phone for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitching up and down unnaturally, and he didn't react until a reminder came from the other end of the phone.
"Well, I know it, I'll hang up first......"
Dyukov leaned heavily on the couch chair, his palms gripping the armrests hard, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
For what?
Why didn't Potter activate the Duma under his control to give Lisboa a color to see?
Moreover, the number of votes against this one was so low that it did not even reach the part of the votes that he himself controlled.
At this moment, Dyukov had a deep doubt about all these preparations he had made.
Lisboa, am I still underestimating you?
Will the same be true of the so-called generals who are willing to support me?
A cold sense of fear instantly enveloped Zyukov's entire body, and he didn't even hear a knock at the door.
"Father, may I come in?"
Yeterina knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from inside, and in a hurry, Yeterina pushed the door open.
"Father, what's wrong with you?" Etherina looked at Dyukov with a pale face, sitting motionless on the sofa, and asked anxiously: "Father, are you sick, or has something happened?" β
Dyukov raised his head, saw that it was Yeterina, raised his hand and waved.
The tenacious personality cultivated in the army for many years of "nothing to do, nothing to do...... made Dyukov finally stabilize his mind. He barely squeezed out a smile on his face and asked, "By the way, how are you resting these days?" β
"I, I'm fine...... However, a batch of goods has been reported at customs, and I have been investigating this matter in the past two days. β
Dyukov nodded, looking at the illegitimate daughter in front of him who had made a lot of black money for herself, and suddenly felt a faint guilt in her heart.
"Do you really like Moder?"
Dyukov asked suddenly, which made Aterina stunned for a moment.
"I ...... Father, do you still want to match me and Moder? Last time, he's probably still suspicious of us, plus the news you gave to the newspaper......"
Yeterina's expression and tone seemed to have a hint of resentment in a wry smile, which made Dyukov not pleasant to listen to.
"You know what? If you want to do big things, these little loves are just tools to use, don't look at Lisboa is now very important to Moder, but as long as some things are put out, whether you care about it or not, he will always be a thorn in your heart. β
Dyukov picked up a glass of liquor beside him and took a sip, and said to Yetherina, who was dazed: "If there is nothing to do in the past two days, you can go and find Moder." I believe that with your charm, it shouldn't be a problem for him to accompany you to have a meal and go shopping! β
"Father, can you tell me what you want to do? If you're just trying to kill him, I don't think you can get me on the hook. β
Yeterina's heart was very confused at this time, and the moment she knew that Moder had rescued her from the gangsters, she was very sweet in her heart, and even a little glad for her reckless behavior.
But when she learned that her father had used this incident to deliberately sow discord between President Lisboa and Moder, she felt a deep sadness in her heart.
"You don't care. I am your father, and my decision is naturally for the sake of the good of this family. I tell you to do it, don't ask so much about what? β
Dyukov's consistent strength made Yeterina speechless for a while, and she didn't even dare to have the slightest thought of resisting.
"I know...... If nothing else, I'll go out first. β
Dyukov waved his hand, holding his forehead and falling back into deep thought.
Etherine walked out of the room and drove around the city. But after the last incident, she was always followed by a few bodyguards.
"Model...... What would you do if you were in my position? Yeterina was talking to herself as she drove the car.
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A few days after the end of the Duma Council. Immediately after that, several major events occurred in Russia that were of great concern to the whole world.
Foreign ministers of Russia and Grugi signed an agreement in Moscow agreeing to the withdrawal of Russian troops from Georgia within 2008.
The Moscow District Court sentenced Khodorkov, the former president of Yukos Petroleum, and Lebedev, another important shareholder, to nine years in prison.
Outside analysts believe that this is only part of the response of President Lisboa to the provocation of his personal authority in the previous stage.
The contradictions between Grugi and Russia have a long history. South Ossetia and Abkhazia have long sought independence from Georgia, and Adjara has not declared independence, but remains like an independent kingdom. It is not under the control of the government.
All three are controlled by pro-Russian forces, and Russia even has military bases in them, and the meeting was a concession by President Lisboa in his quest to ease the international situation.
And the former president of Yukos Petroleum Company, Khodorkov, is the target of President Lisboa's long-term crackdown.
At a young age, he took advantage of some loopholes in the Red Empire's economy, such as the gap between the value of cash and non-cash credit, to lead for himself and his friends around him, and to make a lot of ill-gotten gains. Later, through the establishment of banks, in the process of privatization after the collapse of the Red Empire, he won himself a huge amount of capital unimaginably through sophisticated fraud.
Before he came to power and formally took power, President Lisboa had long hated these moths that carved up state property, so as soon as he gained a firm foothold, he raised his butcher's knife against these well-known financial oligarchs in Russian society.
One after another, the once glorious financial oligarchs were imprisoned one after another, although because of the international influence and the backlash of a small number of people in the country, the president of Lisboa relaxed the reins slightly.
But this time, the financial oligarchs led by Khodorkov secretly funded a lot of money from Dyukov, which still made Lisboa rekindle a wave of anger.
Therefore, as soon as he passed Megev's appointment, he immediately instructed the relevant departments to strictly investigate Khodorkov's crimes.
Khodorkov himself was not clean, so once the upper authorities made up their minds to catch him with a sore foot, it can be said that it was effortless, and within a few days he was pushed into the dock of the court.
President Lisboa's powerful combination punch made all the guys who were secretly ready to move immediately become honest.
Coupled with the control he showed in the Duma parliament, the Lisboa's popularity rose to another peak almost overnight. (To be continued......)