Yumi Shinozaki had already gone back to her room to rest, and Mars and the fat man were sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring wide-eyed. ～，

"Liu, if President Roosevelt succeeds us, then we will undoubtedly have a huge funding gap, what now?" Mars had already prepared to ask him this sentence.

It's just that when he was in the car, in front of Yumi Shinozaki, Mars didn't dare to speak, for fear that Yumi Shinozaki would misunderstand that Mars was only for money and could sacrifice Yumi Shinozaki.

"The fat man is not a bank, the fat man still wants to find someone to ask!" The fat man was also a little worried, to put it bluntly, he didn't expect Yumi Shinozaki to be able to get a walkie-talkie in the short term, he had to leave a way back for himself.

It's just that this back road is really hard to find!

In fact, he has already figured out a way back, but he hasn't opened his mouth yet, because in this matter, he doesn't want too many people to know that he is a white wolf guy with empty gloves.

"Liu, with your relationship with President Roosevelt, you should be able to get the bank to lend us an extra two or three hundred million dollars!" Mars is just poor and boring, so to speak.

But these words hit the back road he had already thought of, in fact, he had been fighting Roosevelt's idea for a long time, and this back road must not be started, otherwise Roosevelt would question his ability to handle the logistics of the US military and the Lend-Lease Act.

Even two or three hundred million dollars are not enough, so why do you make a deal with a country?

It was with this in mind that he never told Mars that he had a way back.

When he really had no choice, he could only let Roosevelt mumble, and let Roosevelt give him the green light in the bank.

"We'll talk about it then!" He didn't tell Mars about his concerns, if Mars knew too much, he would have something to rely on and wouldn't be motivated.

"Liu, I think I can really try." Mars hadn't asked yet.

"Stop talking about this issue, otherwise, you go and finish the push-ups left over from yesterday first!" He wouldn't continue to make noise for Mars, he said coldly.

As soon as he heard the word push-ups, Mars wilted. There are still hundreds of push-ups left to finish yesterday!

Since such a good situation has been created, the logistics of the US military, the Lend-Lease Act, he and Mars will be middlemen in the future. When he makes a lot of money, how can he be afraid of it because he almost started the capital?

There are some things that have to be done if there are difficulties, and there are no difficulties to create difficulties!

One afternoon and the next day. Neither of them came up with anything to solve the problem of insufficient funds to support the start-up in front of them.

Although Yumi Shinozaki was forced by him to work and rest on time, he also went out early the next morning and returned in the evening, and Mars's men picked up and accompanied him back and forth.

On the day of the first debate of the presidential candidates, Lyme drove to Liu's villa early in the morning.

After breakfast, let Yumi Shinozaki go to the Motorola Lab first, Mars drove another car, brought two bodyguards, and escorted Wang Yi, Fat Man, and Lem to Washington Square in the downtown area.

Here is the first presidential debate. The location of the New York venue.

The people who had already received the news came to Washington Square early, and the square was crowded.

Fortunately, the government has stepped in and set up a platform for candidates to debate on the field, and there is also a guest area for both candidates, and this area is equipped with chairs for the supporters of both sides of the debate.

After parking the car, Lem took the fat man and his group, approached, and entered the area where Roosevelt was resting.

See the fat man. Roosevelt's face was shocked, and he greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. President, you are in good spirits today!" The fat man smiled and Wang Yi pushed him to meet Roosevelt and said with a smile.

"Liu. Even if this debate fails, I will never let the public think that I am not energetic enough to be president! Roosevelt laughed, two days ago he was still worried about the plan to be afraid of the fat man, and his face was worried.

But when it came time to really face the opponent, Roosevelt's fortitude made the fat man can't help but shout.

"Nope. Mr. President, since you have formed an alliance with the fat man, then only your opponent will lose! The fat man said to Roosevelt with a smile, and his words carried a strong confidence.

"Alright, Liu, let's hell with Republican politicians together!" Roosevelt laughed even more happily, and suddenly realized that the fat man was now clamoring for him to move forward and kill his competitors.

"No, Mr. President, and the little devils hiding behind the Republicans, we should hell with them, don't you say?" The fat man sneered, as long as he was on the side of the little devil, he was his enemy.

And Roosevelt was the enemy of his enemies, his friends!

Roosevelt smiled noncommittally, and at this time the moderator of the debate had already taken the stage and introduced Roosevelt and Roosevelt's opponent, the Republican candidate Wendel.

Then the host began to introduce the governing policies of the two sides, the domestic and foreign policies, and when Roosevelt's domestic and foreign policies were introduced, it was obvious that there were boos from the audience, and some of them even shouted loudly and booed.

And when the host introduced Wendel, there was warm applause and applause from the audience.

It's clear who is right and who is wrong.

Roosevelt's situation was indeed not optimistic, even to the point of doomed failure.

It's just that Roosevelt was not willing to fail, and the fat man must not fail either.

This was followed by the candidates' opening remarks, with both Roosevelt and Wendell taking the stage, each using the shortest sentence to cheer up their respective supporters or strike at the other.

The first to come to power was the Republican candidate Wendel, a hard-bodied, somewhat handsome middle-aged man with torch-like eyes, full of confidence, and a shrewd appearance.

"As the Republican presidential nominee, Mr. Wendell, do you have anything to say to the people?" After the host finished speaking, he looked at Wendel with a confident face.

"Wendel. Wilkie, Wendel. Wilkie ...... "The Republican supporters in the audience frantically shouted Wendel's full name, their faces full of excitement!

Wendell stepped forward, smiled slightly, and raised his hands like a godfather, signaling the audience to be quiet.

Sure enough, the shouting from the audience instantly weakened, and finally disappeared.

"It's spicy, it's a hard fork!" The fat man stared at Wendell on the stage, pouted, and to be honest, Roosevelt, who was on crutches, was a big part worse than Wendell in appearance.

And Wendel's self-confidence is not weaker than that of Roosevelt.

"I, the Republican nominee, Wendel. Wilkie, there is only one word to warn the electorate of the whole country! Wendell smiled at the people in the audience, suddenly turned his head, looked at Roosevelt's Democratic camp, and sneered and said something that made the fat man, Roosevelt and others tremble...... (To be continued.) )