Brooklyn was laughed at by Burke Forsman's success.

"What do you mean that if I don't take bribes, I'm a Harvard sinner?"

"You can say the same thing." Burke Forsman is like a robot

"If you don't take it, Yale might do something to Harvard. The current Harvard can't stop Yale. ”

"That's your business." Brooklyn said mercilessly

"You dismantled Harvard to pieces, not Yale."

"But the reality is already like this, and there is no point in discussing this." Burke Road. Brooklyn retorted

"Who says it doesn't make sense?"

"You admit you were wrong?"

"I'm not wrong." Burke Forsman shook his head

"If I'm wrong, I'm wrong because it's too late to clean up."

"If someone has a vegetarian diet, you will clean up the people who have a vegetarian diet, and if someone has ruined the reputation of Harvard, you will clean up the people who have a bad reputation, and you will have a headache and a sore foot, tsk, you are such a good doctor." Brooklyn couldn't help but scoff.

"You never thought to look for the root of the problem, did you?"

"You've never thought of looking beyond the surface and digging into the deeper causes?"

"Burke Forsman, are you particularly accomplished, even if the people at Harvard are scolding you and scolding you for not being human. The more they scold you, the more accomplished you feel? Brooklyn abruptly changed the subject, and without waiting for Burke Forsman to answer, Brooklyn continued

"Do you know what self-satisfaction and self-emotion are?"

"You claim to be the savior of Harvard, fantasizing that John Manning is old and is taking Harvard to the grave. And at this time, you were born, turned the tide of the tide, and helped the building to collapse, and you carried out drastic reforms to Harvard, hoping that Harvard would get better and thrive. ”

"You feel that the people who scold you are short-sighted little people who don't understand you, you feel that you are giving everything to Harvard, and you feel that what you do for Harvard will one day be understood, and then people will praise your name."

"Don't be impressed, Burke Forsman."

"You're a crappy doctor with poor medical skills. You don't even know where the crux of Harvard is, you just know where to cut off where something goes wrong. ”

"You're just moving yourself, you're being self-satisfied. Burke Forsman. ”

"In my opinion, you're a clown." Brooklyn finished speaking, and there was silence on both ends of the phone. Burke Forsman's breathing grew heavier.

"Are you not convinced?" Brooklyn asked

"Do you think I'm belittling you, or even that I'm saying that on purpose out of jealousy, afraid that you will surpass me?"

"Whatever you want. Just from the fact that today you urged me to accept a bribe of 170 million yuan, and even risked being against me at such a critical moment, you can see that Harvard is in your hands and is not far from destruction. ”

"You can contradict me, but you should know if what I said is right or not."

"Okay, I'll give Anthony a call and hear what he thinks." With that, Brooklyn hung up the phone.

He certainly wouldn't call Anthony. He had to wait for Pence Norton to turn over his cards. Ten seconds later, another call came in, from the chief justice of the New York State Supreme Court.

The specifications are high enough, the status is high enough, the weight of speech is high enough, and it is enough to do peace. But Brooklyn refused.

The chief justice of the state Supreme Court is clearly out of control of Brooklyn. Brooklyn silently remembered the chief justice, and then politely and politely declined.

As soon as I hung up the phone, another call came in. The call came from a judge of the Second Circuit Court of Appeals. Brooklyn politely declined.

And then the calls kept coming. There are people from the Bar Association, people from the Judicial Conduct Commission, people from the state justice system, people from the Circuit Court of Appeals, and lawyers from well-known law firms. Executive Director of the Cooperative Agency, etc.

As time went on, the number of people who came in on the call grew. The five minutes agreed with Brenner had long since passed, and the Brooklyn phone was still ringing.

Brooklyn answered the phone, politely refused, and silently mentally calculated the distance from the threshold.

Hung up another phone, and before Brooklyn could take it away from his ear, the bell rang again.

Call from Reilly Winston! Looking at the names on the screen, Brooklyn felt a little heavy and at the same time, he felt inexplicably relaxed.

"What's wrong?" Brooklyn answered the phone, trying to make her tone as relaxed as possible, as atmospheric as possible, as if it wasn't a big deal.

But he couldn't. So his voice became very strange and difficult to hear.

"Brooklyn, I'm sorry." Reilly Winston didn't care about Brooklyn's strange voice, and he apologized to Brooklyn in a deep voice.

"What's wrong?" Brooklyn seems to be repeating.

"We've got to let Raropurni Vitrak go." Reilly Winston said with difficulty.

"Anything else?" Brooklyn's lips trembled, and he shuddered, trying to keep his voice calm

"Who else?"

"They gave me a list." Winston said with difficulty, looking at the long list in his hand, feeling a sense of shame.

"Read." Brooklyn Road.

"They asked to stay 137 people, and 83 people to come in." Winston didn't read the specific list, and directly said the results.

"Impossible!!" Brooklyn couldn't hold back. He jerked to his feet and shouted into the phone.

"It's ours! We worked so hard to clean it up! Not theirs! Why do they ask us to do something! That's impossible!! Brooklyn shouted, his eyes darkened.

He had to hold his hands on the edge of the table to keep himself from falling. Breaking through the threshold! What really worries him is the attention from forces that they are completely unable to deal with.

The peach pickers are here, too! Brooklyn leaned back on the table and sat back in his chair, kneading his aching forehead tiredly, and said with some tiredness

"It can't be. I won't say yes to that. ”

"Big deal......"

"It's a big deal, I smashed the pot, and no one should eat it."

"Winston, tell them that whoever wants to meddle in New York, wants a piece of the pie, yes, I choose to give in. But that's my biggest concession. ”

"If you want to eat with me in a pot, you have to abide by my rules, whoever wants to swallow it alone, or the lion opens his mouth, it is a big deal to smash the pot, kick over the stove, and no one will eat." Flip the table, it's the only big chip in Brooklyn.

On the day Burke Forsman deceived him, it led to a quarrel, but after that, Brooklyn realized a problem.

New York was cleaned up by their team, and it was like a piece of delicious fat, with the aroma of fat, so tempting.

How can there be no one to be greedy? But why was it that up to that point, their opponents were just Pence Norton?

Who is really qualified to stretch chopsticks? Now Brooklyn knows. These people had prepared their chopsticks early and gathered in a circle, staring intently at the pot.

Now that Brooklyn has lifted the lid and the aroma of fatty meat is overflowing, people are starting to stretch out their chopsticks.

These people are not polite, they are aiming for the fat in the pot, and they don't even plan to leave the soup for Brooklyn.

Brooklyn can't grab them, his only big bargaining chip is this pot, he can kick over the stove, knock over this pot, let the fat roll into the ash heap, and everyone can't eat it.

"Calm down, Brooklyn." Winston didn't do what Brooklyn said.

"Do you know who we're up against?"

"Who? Lockheed? Pfizer? Microsoft? TD? Or Amazon? "Brooklyn is home to a wide range of industry giants.

Winston was dumbfounded by Brooklyn. He said with a smile in his eyes

"We are not at war, how can there be a military-industrial complex."

"Don't they want to take a bite of such delicious fatty meat?" Brooklyn asked.

"Their main focus is abroad."

"Brooklyn, if you've calmed down, I think you should invite Frank over and hear my point of view." Winston pulled up a conference room, and soon the three of them met in the room.

Winston gave a brief overview of the situation. Frank's face became extremely ugly. Anyone who finds that the crops they have worked so hard to grow are about to be harvested, and suddenly someone intervenes to snatch them, will not be happy.

"Who? Who are they? Frank asked. He was angry, but at least he kept his composure. His influence was concentrated in New York, and he could do nothing about the big names mentioned by Winston.

"Now that's what I'm thinking." After Winston finished talking about the current situation, he expressed his opinion.

"First of all, I think this should be the last layer." No one spoke, but both Frank and Brooklyn nodded.

If neither the Republican Party nor the Democratic Party leaders are the last layer, then Brooklyn can't think of anyone who deserves to be the real last layer.

They peeled the skin from the stinky fish and rotten shrimp to expose Burns Norton, and then peeled off Burns Norton, revealing a bunch of white gloves, and now they were going to take off the white gloves, and the owner wearing the gloves was in a hurry and finally showed up.

Winston then gave them an eye-opener about something Brooklyn and Frank had never heard of.

"The two of you, in the upper echelons of the federation, have a mature and standard mode of operation of interest pools." Winston said solemnly

"The person in power acts as the support of power, chooses a suitable retiree to act as a façade, and distributes benefits reasonably."

"It's a mature mode of operation, with a mix of interests that make up the Senate, the House of Representatives, the Pentagon, the judicial, legislative and executive powers."

"New York is a big city, the world's financial center, and this piece of meat is too fat and fragrant. Now everyone is stretching out their chopsticks and ready to share the food in our pot, and they have already prepared the distribution. ”

"It's everyone. Brooklyn, Frank, you may not understand what that means. After a pause, Winston said with more seriousness than ever before

"This means that if we oppose it, the entire Federation will become our enemy."

"Whose man is Raropurni Vitrak?" Brooklyn asked. Somehow, he suddenly remembered Rarapney, the stunned look in the other party's eyes when he refused, and Burke Forsman persuaded him to accept 170 million.

They have worked hard until now, and they will share 170 million? This is no longer a dismission called Hanako, this is a humiliation called Hanako.

How big is New York? GDP of seven trillion dollars. Seven trillion! 7，000，000，000，000！

！ What about the three of them? People give 170 million, three people! Even if you think about it purely from the point of view of money, Brooklyn will not agree to such a thing.

He is not in the habit of being a dog.

"I don't know." Winston shook his head

"He's kind of a representative."

"He represents the White House." Frank said suddenly. Seeing the two of them looking over, he said

"I've seen him. He worked for the White House. There was another silence in Brooklyn. He looked much more depressed, as if he had been completely discouraged by the blow.

Frank is almost back to normal. He said

"There's no way I'm going to agree to that anyway." Brooklyn opened her mouth and whispered about Rarobney's bribery.

"I didn't understand it before, but now I understand that the original 170 million was not for me, but for the three of us." Brooklyn said with a wry smile.

Both of them were silent. Even the most active 'capitulation faction', Reilly Winston, was silent.

Reilly Winston's intentions cannot be miscalculated. After all, they are facing the upper interests of the entire Federation, and this is a behemoth, the kind that can easily crush them.

Faced with a completely invincible enemy, Winston offered to surrender, which is understandable. Moreover, Winston was well aware of the principles of this mature mode of operation, and knew that since he occupied New York, he would inevitably give them three compensations.

With compensation, they are not in vain. Even Winston was already planning to use his influence in the party to try his best to get compensation.

But now that he heard that the compensation was 170 million US dollars, or three people sharing, he was silent.

He didn't know what to say. How to fight for this? They don't take them seriously. When he can't take out 170 million?

Who is this insulting? Winston was dissatisfied, and Frank was angry. The fox in a bear's skin was angry and directly appeared in its original form.

"New York can go on like this." Frank said with a sneer.

"The financial center of the world? Soon it won't. Soon it will become Baghdad or Jerusalem. He waved his hands in the air as he spoke, looking intense.

"I agree with Brooklyn that either we follow the rules we have made, or everyone will not eat and be hungry."

"What do you say, Brooklyn?" Winston and Frank looked at Brooklyn together. Brooklyn didn't say anything immediately, he thought for a moment and said

"Wait a minute, I need to make a few phone calls to confirm something."