The fat man sighed slightly, and said to Jiang Lai: "Stationmaster Jiang's injury is good, then follow the fat man, Ambassador Hu wants to see Roosevelt, and the fat man will try his best to arrange it!" ”

With that, he slid his wheelchair and turned around and entered the study.

Jiang Lai outside the study was slightly stunned, her cheeks were red again, and her eyes were a little confused, could this be regarded as the fat man began to compromise with her?

It's just that she is ruthless and seems to be affectionate, which makes her even more confused.

"Mr. Liu, what is your attitude towards the government?" As soon as he entered the study, Harry asked.

Hearing Harry's abrupt words, he was also stunned, he had no good impression of the current government, and he had no bad impression, because his soul did not belong to this era.

"Mr. Harry, if you must want to know some of the fat man's opinions, the fat man can only tell you that this is a government that has resisted aggression, although he has lost half of the country, he has not lost his country." After he finished speaking, he really couldn't think of any good words to evaluate the national government, so he continued: "The fat master can only tell you so much!" ”

"We are also aware of the situation in some national governments, and Mr. Liu Yu's evaluation is already very objective." Harry didn't want to delve into this either, as they were now studying the election situation in the US states.

Harry took out a stack of papers from his briefcase, handed them to him, and said, "This is a recent analysis of the election situation in various states, you read it first, if you don't understand it, ask me on the spot, I'm here, writing the draft of the concession bill." ”

The fat man nodded, took the file in his hand, opened it, and looked at it page by page.

The situation in each state is similar to that of the election in New York, because the Republican Party sacrificed Roosevelt's ban on trade with Japan, the sword of Damocles, and focused on the negative impact of the embargo on Japan on the United States, which caused Roosevelt's election results to decline every day.

At the critical moment of the election, Roosevelt could not save the votes for the presidency even if he started trading with Japan again, and he still fell into a bad position, and people were criticized as a repeated politician.

So to save Roosevelt's election. That can only find another shortcut, Roosevelt himself chose the fat man behind the anti-fans, and the fat man helped Roosevelt "come up" with the Lend-Lease bill.

Not only superficially, but also fundamentally resolved Roosevelt's crisis.

It's up to him and Roosevelt to use the chips in their hands. Let the Republican candidate be doomed.

The two of them were in the study one reading the papers, and the other was writing the bill, when there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Come in." He didn't even lift his head, but he said loudly.

Harry, who was writing at his desk, had his train of thought interrupted. Look in the direction of the door.

Mars pushed open the door of the study with a tired face, how decadent and decadent the whole person was.

Grass and mud horses, yesterday a thousand push-ups, Mars took a whole afternoon and night to complete, and then at night Mars slept with pain in both arms and shoulders, and he endured the pain all night half-asleep, so that he could not get up at all if it was not for the servant to call him in the morning.

A person who has never exercised knows wine bags and rice bags, suddenly comes to a fucking thousand push-ups with high intensity. Thinking about the amount of exercise, it's torture.

Now Mars's hands were still swinging, and his shoulders were sore and painful.

Mars, the Yankee, finally realized the torture method from Hukou Mountain.

"Liu, you called me?" Mars had met Harry at Roosevelt's house, and knew that Harry was Roosevelt's assistant, and when he saw the president's aide nodding slightly at him, he was very embarrassed, and his face was full of excitement and energy. I felt that the soreness in my shoulders was also relieved.

"Well, yesterday's thousand push-ups were okay, right?" The fat man didn't raise his head, and continued to look at his papers, which were a thick dozen of state elections. He must hurry up and read it before he can come up with corresponding countermeasures.

In a few days, the first debate of the presidential candidates will be held in New York, and whether or not they can help Roosevelt turn the tables depends on how he and Harry operate, so he needs to familiarize himself with the state elections as soon as possible.

"A thousand push-ups. O my God! Harry's eyes widened when he heard that Mars had done a thousand push-ups yesterday.

"It's not at all, it's too trivial, where can this little amount of exercise stump me Mars. Lindbergh! In order to make a good impression in front of the president's aide Mr. Harry, Mars pretended to be in a big way.

Hearing Mars speak lightly made Harry admire the thing.

"Very good, Master Fan, since you can endure a thousand push-ups, then increase the amount today, two thousand push-ups!" The fat man didn't raise his head and continued to look at his papers.

Two thousand push-ups, in his heart is simply pediatric, when he was in Hukou Mountain, including his eldest brother Sai Tiger, he was subjected to thousands of them at a time, so he felt that this method was very good, tossing people, and improving people's physique.

"Two ...... Two thousand push-ups?! Harry was shocked, is this what a man can do?

Marston was dumbfounded, and if he hadn't hurriedly held on to the chair next to him, he would have fallen to the ground and been embarrassed on the spot in front of the president's aides.

And Mars didn't dare to show weakness, so as not to make Harry look down on him, so he could only stiffen his neck and say, "No...... Didn't ask...... Issue! ”

Hearing Mars's trembling voice, he knew that this product was pretending to be forced, and he didn't break it, his eyes were still staring at the document, and he said: "But before doing two thousand push-ups, you have to go to the publishing house first, count the sales number of "The Legend of Anti-Japanese Heroes" in each state, and then bring it back to the fat man, this is related to our great cause, you can have a snack." ”

Mars thought of banging his head against the wall, but he didn't dare to show cowardice in front of Harry, and patted his chest with trembling hands, and said again: "No...... Didn't ask...... Issue! ”

"Go early and come back early, don't forget that you have to do 2,000 push-ups for a little time, you can't finish it during the day, you can't do it at night, you can't finish it at night, you have to do it late at night, you can't sleep, it's too miserable!" The fat man pursed his lips, finally raised his head, looked at Mars with a smile, and said in his heart, the fat man looks at you!

Mars swung his head, nodded, and hurried out of the study without looking back, so fast that Harry was stunned for some reason.

The fat man shook his head, very helpless about Mars's "cute" character who wanted to save face and suffer crimes, and it seemed that Mars had to change it, lest he not be watching from the side and suffer a big loss in the future.

"Mr. Liu, Mars is the strongest man Harry has ever seen, and he can't even do two thousand push-ups!" Harry sighed.

"Yes, he's quite a man!" The fat man was amused, but he didn't bother to joke with Harry, and lowered his head to continue reading his papers...... (To be continued.) )