Hanging up the phone, David Lockphile pinched the bridge of his nose, frowned and picked up a document on the table in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

It's a trilateral committee of thinkers who have crafted a plan to appeal to Cleveland and DuPont.

In a moment, he will go with John Criss to the Cleveland people's residence in Washington, D.C., with some of this plan.

But now, he received the news that cannot be said to be good news—DuPont had a meeting with that boy from Smith at noon today. The point is that both sides bring their own accounting and legal teams, and even a fool can guess what this means.

David felt that things had never been so bad, even in the early eighties when the Red Bears engaged in the army. When acting, he was not under as much pressure as he is now.

After all, at that time, the fear was all the capital in the world, and everyone could face it together. Unlike now, in the face of such a threat, the pressure is on both him and John Criss.

Seriously, he regrets it now. I regret making peace with Abel last year, and I regret not pressing the fierce Texas Gray Wolf to death when he was just a wolf cub.

This regret has always been in David's heart.

Okay, he's a sane man, and he knows that regretting now doesn't do anything other than make him feel worse.

David took a deep breath, got up and walked to the coat rack next to him, picked up one of his favorite top hats, and put it on top of his already gray head.

Outside, surrounded by his entourage and assistants, the group left Rockfeller's residence in Washington.

The low-key motorcade drives down the bright streets of D.C. in June, and the heaviness of the Empire Center makes it a very different atmosphere from cities like New York, Los Angeles, and Miami.

Unlike the righteous animals, David didn't like it here. In his youth. A big man who lived here put a lot of pressure on him and his parents at that time.

He remembered that in those years, his father, John Davidson Rockfeller, the second-generation head of the family known as Little Rockfeller, had a sad face all day for several years in a row.

He still remembers that night, that very crucial night. Many people came to the house and had secret discussions in their father's study. The younger man led people and stayed outside to help keep secrets.

Then the next day, the news happened that shocked the whole of America and even the whole world.

The Grand Commander, who was so disgusted and frightened by little Rockphil and many others, unfortunately died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage in the white house, on his desk......

David, who was dying of old age, recalled those unbearable years and that very important night.

He took a deep breath, thinking to himself that he was not as decisive and ruthless as his father.

The key is that the other party's defense is obviously tighter than the white house of the year.

Moreover, it was everyone who united, even a part of the army. The people in the team succeeded in accomplishing the impossible.

Now a lot of people are shouting that this is not okay, this is not okay. But it really made them ruthless and take risks, and even he couldn't make up his mind.

It's not that he's old, it's that the situation is very different now.

Little Rockphil and the others, if they hadn't done so, would probably have died a slow death, and the butcher's knife would have fallen on them one day.

Now, even if they don't do anything. It's just that when competing, the pressure is greater, and the other party's energy is stronger.

What's more, the cake is bigger now than before. In the past, everyone was just grabbing the cake in the United States, and the cake abroad was still controlled by those old countries.

Now, almost all of the big cake of the earth, except for a few areas, is American.

The cake has expanded so much, but the people are still the same as before, at most their appetites have grown.

Now the cake is so big, and it's not a matter of life and death, there are too many scruples.

What John Chris wanted to do two years ago, he can't do now.

Taking a deep breath, David Rockphile had to dispel the very dangerous thought in his heart.

Looking out the car window, the pedestrians passing by were obviously a little "darker" than they were more than 20 years ago or even a decade ago, and David was a little stunned, and he noticed that the number of black and minority residents in Washington seemed to be increasing.

Boiling a frog in warm water, this scene he thought of this scientific term.

This change in Washington D.C. is the case.

This is also the case with such a powerful guy that he is facing now.

He used to be weak and easy to extinguish. But at that time, he was very cooperative and docile, and there was a military force number one behind him. The workforce shelters him as if there is nothing.

Now, he and Morgun are the frogs boiled in warm water.

At this moment, old David had a wry smile on his face, and he was extremely helpless in his heart, but it is conceivable that when DuPont and Smith come together, it will be difficult for Morgun to continue to hijack and control the No. 1 chemical giant in the United States within the DuPont consortium.

And that guy Smith was originally with the army. With the blessing of DuPont, he is bound to be more popular with the Pentagon.

Fortunately, in the army. In the industrial complex, there are also their own and other people's seats. Don't worry about this guy, it's really a big tail.

That...... There is only compromise.

Fortunately, the Cleveland people are really short-sighted, and even if they want to vote for Smith again after this time, the other party will never want them.

Thinking of this, David finally breathed a sigh of relief and made up his mind.

The convoy turned a corner and headed for one of Mahgen's residences in Washington.

Soon, the news that DuPont and Smith signed a cooperation agreement was spread almost immediately after the meeting between the two ended.

Not long after, the cooperation agreement between the Cleveland consortium and the Chase Bank was officially announced.

The two news came out in succession, and then various chain reactions spread from Washington to the whole United States.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief, and many people were more nervous.

But most of the chain reactions have nothing to do with ordinary people. It is also the follow-up impact of some of the financial aspects, so that the three major stock indexes of the United States stock market, the chemical, military. Industrial, steel and other sectors all rose reluctantly.

Obviously, there are some well-informed institutions or elites who know that the prospects of these sectors are promising, so they started a wave in advance and waited for appreciation to make an easy profit.

Among them, almost none of the gods of Capitol Hill have fallen.

In the United States, the emergence of the "stock god" on Capitol Hill is not a legend but a reality.

There are nearly 100 members of the National Assembly who are openly speculating in stocks. Those that are not exposed, and the number of commissions through complex third-party agencies is definitely more. Even in the LP invested by Smith, many investors can find the shadows of these "stock gods" in the end.

It has long been an open secret on Wall Street that lawmakers are playing insider trading.

Compared with these people, Buffett, Peter Lynch, and Soros have to sigh about their investment returns.

Their money is generally not given to these people, but is managed by private individuals they trust.

They don't need these investors to make money, and they make more money than Buffett makes for them. Don't give Warren Buffett their fees and commissions!

is also Abel's hanging, which is more powerful than their real hanging. This made some of them, in order to avoid trouble, choose to give some of the money to Abela to take care of.

Abel didn't care about these details. He cared about Davy and them, and sure enough, he chose to compromise again.

This time, thanks to their efforts, the Clevelands reversed course and continued to maintain their original position, even leaning more towards their side. Fortunately, although the DuPont consortium could not be fully integrated into the consortium, it at least achieved an extraordinary level

key cooperation.

Next, as long as DuPont and Abel can fight to win against Morgun, it is not impossible to take the entire DuPont as long as they are within the DuPont consortium.

Even if there is no fight or a tie, at least half of DuPont will join the joint consortium.

This joint consortium with the Texas consortium as the structure, with Abel's Smith as the core, and a part of the oil capital and independent capital supplemented by the periphery, is obviously much stronger than before with the addition of DuPont, an old consortium.

And when this result was acceptable to both sides, the originally tense atmosphere of Washington immediately became gentle again.

A series of grand parties and social banquets were also held around the center of the empire.

As the first administrator of the empire, George Bush was also relieved.

He initiated the 39th White House Banquet this year, and it was also the largest banquet of the year to invite guests and guests.

It was 2003, on the evening of June 23.

The time has come for the DuPont and Smith collaboration to settle.

The banquet of the White House is sacred in the eyes of many people, and it is worth bragging about it for a lifetime to be able to participate in it.

In fact, there are many people who can participate in the banquet of the white house.

As a symbol of imperial rule, for the sake of harmony and superficial work, many banquets were held here every year for people from all walks of life, and even for ordinary people.

For example, the reception of the journalists' association, the reception of musicians, the reception of outstanding people in society, etc.

Even in Hollywood, many people are able to visit the white house every year. From this point of view, the banquet of the White House seems to be just like that.

But in fact, in addition to these ordinary banquets that make ordinary social elites gilded and brushed.

The White House's truly fascinating and speculative banquets are those for members of Congress, foreign heads of state, and top American figures.

This kind of banquet is really full of gold.

Otherwise, it's really like Mary Franci, the chief of etiquette in the White House, said—

"If you want to decline an invitation to a dinner party, there are only four reasons: first, the death of a family member; the second is suffering from a serious illness: the third is getting married; Fourth, you need to travel for important positions. Besides, you must not be absent from the dinner for any reason, for it is not an individual honour, but an authority of the whole state apparatus."

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

After a group photo and pleasantries, the first couple's twin daughters personally led them upstairs into the oval-shaped yellow hall, where they enjoyed some privately brewed cocktails and a break.

There were already a lot of people in the hall, many of them stomping their feet outside, and their industries and regions were all below the level of "earthquake".

Plutocracy like Morgun, Rockefeller, DuPont, or cabinets, most . High. Several of the law, the chief senator, the speaker of the House of Representatives, etc.

After a short break in this hall, Lydia followed Abel downstairs to the diplomatic reception room on the first floor as a guest, and took questions from the press corps.

The higher the level of the banquet, the greater the number and quality of the press corps here. Lydia undoubtedly felt that the press corps here tonight was unbelievably strong, and that Pulitzer Prize-winning names were nothing in it.

Finally, in the East Hall, a formal reception was held, where guests enjoyed a drink while watching a performance, featuring some of the top piano players tonight.

In the middle, someone got up Yaxing and danced in the hall. Top pianists and musicians work together to dance in front of the top owners of human power and wealth.

The atmosphere was getting better and better, and Lydia happily joined in with Abel, dancing on the dance floor in the hall.

It's the first time I've participated, and I'm taking it very seriously. So Lydia watched all night, which made her realize that the Bushes couple were as conservative as they were rumored.

When the banquet briefly turned into a ball, even old fellows like David Lockeffeller happily joined in. Many of the legislators even showed off their dancing and even a few bosses. Law. Officials have joined.

But the first couple kept smiling and didn't join the dancing queue. Although the First Lady was clearly not averse to dance, Lydia felt that Archseman George was not even willing to take a single step at all.

He always stood alone in a quiet place, silently smiling at the scene in front of him.

Fortunately, after Abel and Lydia danced twice, she let go of her hand and invited the first lady, Laura Wales.

At first, Madame was a little reserved, but her husband laughed and applauded.

The first lady was able to join the dance floor, and she danced twice with Abel.

This makes Lydia realize that Smith's relationship with the bush is truly unbreakable.

Also, in the middle of the ball, Lydia was nervous when Abel left Lydia to dance with the first lady and her daughters.

She was worried that other guests would invite her to join her for the dance. If that happens, she really refuses, and it's hard to accept it.

If you refuse, you will offend people on such occasions.

Lydia worries that her lover will be upset. She knew that he was more stingy than anyone else in this regard.

Fortunately, Lydia found out that in the end, it was she who was nervous in vain.

In those forty or so minutes, there were indeed many people who had their eyes on her. But in the end, not a single man came over and invited her to dance!

At first, she was still a little confused, but then she figured it out-

The characteristics of his lover in this regard have long been known to everyone in the upper echelons. His identity and personality were there, and no one dared to touch him, so Lydia didn't have to dance with the others.

Lydia wouldn't be embarrassed either, because George's twin daughters in the back came over to invite her with a smile after dancing with Abel.

As a result, Lydia was able to dance with the two first daughters in the east hall of the White House, enjoying the treatment that 99.99% of New York socialites did not enjoy.

On the whole, Miss Lydia Hearst found the whole dinner party so pleasant that she almost felt like she was in a dream.

She didn't know that the atmosphere and tune of this banquet were doomed from the beginning.

When Abel and Morgun were chatting and laughing in the yellow hall during the short break, everyone relaxed.

That's when there was a dance in the east hall behind that made everyone smile.

If it hadn't been for the tone of the previous one, Lydia would have seen something else like a white house instead of a dreamy upper-class social party.

Miss Hearst was even happier that the two first daughters were kind to her. During the period, they exchanged contact information, and even said that everyone could have a small drink together after the dance to enhance their feelings and friendship.

These are the two first daughters, and they are also the two cousins closest to little Laura Bush.

Lydia, who can get along with the two of them, get closer to each other, and have a clear position by Abel's side, naturally agrees very happily.

Later, after the banquet, they went to the hotel where Lydia was staying in the DC DC.

After all, Lydia is really not qualified to live in a white house right now.

The next morning, the entire sky in the District of Columbia was gray, brown and black clouds crowded the sky, and the wind and rain pounded on the windows of the hotel suites, and the rain slid down the glass and gathered into a stream.

In the parliamentarian's suite, with the curtains closed, it was unusually dim, the television in the living room was only on without sound, and on the table were three empty wine bottles and four goblets, and two plates with a few pieces of black truffle chocolate left.

On the carpet were a few crooked heels and stockings hanging from the armrests of the sofa, and haute couture evening dresses and suits were scattered all over the floor to the closed bedroom door......

In the moderately heated bedroom, there was a mixture of alcoholic perfume and a strong truffle smell, and on the messy Simmons, eight feet were staggered and exposed outside the quilt.

"Hmm~"

The numbness in both arms made Abel frown and slowly open his sleepy eyes, grinning and carefully removing his right arm from under Lydia's neck, Lydia hummed softly, turned over and continued to sleep. A sour refresh made Abel grin bitterly again, moved his wrist a few times, and then looked at the other two next to him.

It's a sin, and sure enough, it doesn't matter what the lights look like. Sure enough, young and young without ugly girls.

Average-looking women are not bad when they are young.

At least that's how the body and skin feel.

I just made the mistake that all men all over the world make......

With Brother Long's famous words in his heart, Abel decided not to face the scenes that might happen later.

He quietly got up and left the hotel suite, leaving a few people for them to follow Lydia, and then left a message for Lydia to help solve it.

As for this matter, it should be regarded as a mistake. Meet.

Abel felt that even if they and George knew, they would definitely think like him.

Maybe even little Laura knew.

No way, who calls themselves amazingly attractive. Although they had all drunk a little, they were all sober.

is voluntary.

Then you can't blame yourself.

Thinking like this, Abel, who felt that Hua Sheng's troubles were over, even left the power center of the empire altogether and returned to Los Angeles by plane.