In fact, Li Qingyuan didn't expect Francis to say so much to himself, and what he just said was actually just casually.

After all, whether the old fox wanted to cross the river and tear down the bridge or wanted to take revenge, it didn't matter much to him.

Anyway, the two of them are only in a cooperative relationship, Francis provides him with official protection, and he is responsible for helping the other party deal with unsightly things.

It's just that I guess these words have been in Francis's heart for too long, so he has to find someone to vent them.

This feeling of playing with the entire U.S. government in the palm of one's hand, if you don't find someone to talk to, it really makes people feel like they are blind and rich at night!

"It's not like you at all." Li Qingyuan looked at Francis, who was sitting in front of him and was talking, and said with some surprise.

"Why, do you think I should be that kind of cunning and cunning, no matter who I meet, I must first take precautions, and I can't say what I think at any time?" Francis tapped his chopsticks and said without any image.

"Although logically I should say no, but from the bottom of my heart, I think you should be." Without the slightest concealment, Li Qingyuan nodded directly and said.

My family knows about my own family affairs, and my own careful thinking is almost like a three-year-old child in front of the other party, so don't say those false politenesses at all, it's better to be honest.

"I'm human too!" Francis silently ate what he had just fished up, and said lightly.

He had been hiding in front of people for fifty years, and he was really tired.

He and his wife are just a combination of interests, both of them know that he has his own needs, and the other party also has his own desires, and the two of them can be regarded as good partners or partners, but they are definitely not a suitable couple.

Although Doug's loyalty to him is undoubted, he can only be a subordinate and a lackey, and there is no way to listen to him.

In the past, there was a Zoe to listen to, and Francis found in the twenty-year-old female reporter the passion and impulse of his youth, which is why he was fascinated by such a little girl.

Otherwise, in his capacity as vice president of the United States, what woman does he want, as for finding a reporter to hire someone?

It's just a pity that the kitten has grown up and always thinks about the devourer, so he has no choice but to let the young man opposite solve her.

While Francis seemed to have snuffed out all the dangers, he also found himself even more empty.

He's had several appointments these days, but unfortunately, no one has been able to get him back to his passion.

"Why, you won't blame me, will you!" Li Qingyuan helplessly stalled his hands, this old man won't want to turn his face and deny people!

At the beginning, he asked himself to kill that little girl, and this black cauldron can't still want to let himself carry it.

"No, I asked you to go in the first place, so I naturally know who is responsible." Francis shook his head, took a bite of the bowl, and asked with a frown.

"What is this?"

"Uh, pig brain!" As an authentic foodie, Master Li naturally saw at a glance what was in the other party's bowl.

"Pig brains?" Francis read it with a little confusion, and then asked with some surprise.

"Is it a pig's brain?"

"That's right, pig brains! Pig brains, of course. ”

“…………”

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Francis felt like vomiting but couldn't, staring at the half-bitten pig brain in his bowl and falling into deep thought.

Well, I almost forgot, Americans rarely eat chicken feet, pig brains, duck necks, pig intestines, etc., and for them these things are simply not edible.

"Don't make such a fuss, okay, you are also going to be the president of the United States, what is it to eat a pig brain, I will take you to eat monkey brain that day." Seeing the constipated appearance of the other party, Master Li was a little secretly amused in his heart, and said discretionally.

Let you see the power of my big foodie empire, if you say anything else, it may be a little inferior, but when it comes to eating, the flower grower is really the ancestor.

"Forget it, I'm full!" After struggling for a long time, Francis still pushed the bowl away, put down the chopsticks and said.

"You didn't come today just to complain to me!" Since the other party didn't eat it, Li Qingyuan was the only one left, so he was naturally embarrassed to continue eating, so he had to put down his chopsticks.

"I need you to find out what secret deal there is between Von Sander and Raymond." Francis's eyes returned to clarity and sagacity, and he said with a twinkle.

It seems that the pig's brain just now saved the president from the shadow of broken love.

I really can't imagine that such a big person will become a little irrational for the death of a lover, it seems that the hero is sad about the beauty of the words, no matter where and at what time is the wise saying!

"Don't you know about the deal between them as the leader of the negotiations?" Li Qingyuan was slightly stunned and asked.

Because Feng Shande is the richest man in the flower family, he doesn't know much about him Li Qingyuan, but Raymond, he knows.

Although his personal assets are only $40 billion, which can barely be regarded as one of the top 10 richest people in the United States, the various energy groups controlled by him control almost 17 percent of the energy supply in the United States.

The simplest reason is that the hot pot restaurant they are eating now uses electricity and natural gas that are supplied by Raymond's group.

Therefore, if this kind of person has any business dealings with the group under Feng Shande's name, it should be a very normal and easy thing to investigate, and with Francis's identity, there is no need to investigate privately at all, and someone will send the information to him if he asks directly.

"On the surface, the two of them are cooperating to develop new energy, but in the mainland, there are definitely problems." Francis wiped his mouth and said.

He met Feng Shande yesterday, and the other party's attitude was not to cooperate at all, but to smash the field.

It is true that the United States urgently needs to open up the world market, and the hidden market of flower growers is so huge that it is enough to become the next commercial export production area, but the conditions put forward by Feng Shande are too harsh.

So harsh that Francis felt that this was not a business negotiation at all, but the signing of a traitorous treaty.

It is absolutely impossible for the flower planters to make such a condition, unless their leadership is all brain-dead, otherwise they will not do such a thing.

But it was clear that he couldn't find someone to verify.

Von Sand was now the plenipotentiary of the entire delegation, and it was impossible for Francis to bypass him directly and ask the Forbidden City side, so the negotiations between the two had now reached a complete impasse.