Chapter 153, Roosevelt's Response

"What do you mean, Mr. President?" Roosevelt's words still attracted the attention of the disgruntled members of Congress who were being forcibly summoned because of the forced summoning of the rostrum, so some people came out to ask questions. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Because a terrible incident just happened." Seeing the hall of Congress gradually quieting down, Roosevelt said in a heavy tone.

"Mr. President, are you still worried about the Black Storm that happened before? Haven't we already prepared the corresponding measures? Do you want us to keep paying for it? A pot-bellied MP stood up, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Smith, if you leave this time, you don't have to come back." Because Smith is a big capitalist with a lot of money, even Roosevelt, as president, would not do too much under normal circumstances.

Since the current situation is so bad, he must use the other party to stand up for power, so as to deter the wall grass.

"Mr. President, I hope that your next words will satisfy me, or I will sue you in the Supreme Court." Smith hesitated and sat back down, after all, it was not a good choice to go against the president, but he didn't want Roosevelt to lose face, so he made a threatening voice that was not painful for Roosevelt.

"The original wall grass softened when they saw Smith, who had always been very strong, and they naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to jump out and die.

Of course, there were some congressmen who were not interested in Roosevelt's words who insisted on leaving, not seeing how terrible their president's eyes were when they left.

"Is this true, Mr. President?" Holding the thin sheets of paper in their hands, the councillors had never noticed that they could be so heavy, and with the last hint of luck, they asked such a question.

"This is true, and therefore, gentlemen, I need your full assistance to resist this storm once again." Roosevelt said in a low tone as if he were a speech.

Facts have proved that when something is at stake in their own interests, many people will subconsciously form a group to help each other, even if it is not a problem to be enemies of life and death, as long as there are common interests, there is no problem.

These councillors, who were originally a little wrong, rationally chose the most advantageous option for themselves at this time.

"So what do we need to do, Mr. President?" After making the choice to report to each other, these guys who had just survived from the mouths of those giant crocodiles showed a confused expression.

"What you have to do is very simple, that is, to do your best to help the small and medium-sized enterprises that cannot afford the next storm."

"I also know that my request is very excessive, but there is no way to do it, although you may suffer considerable losses now, but I can guarantee that you can get several times or even ten times the harvest for your current efforts." Roosevelt drew a big pie for these confused guys.

Although this pie seems to be a little bit fake, it is better than nothing, and nine deaths are better than certain deaths no matter what, right?

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