Brooklyn privately approached López to arrange for continued cooperation in the New York incident. The meeting was scheduled at home, and in addition to López, Frank, Winston, and Mark Meere were at home — Ray was not at home where he had gone.

[Note 1] This is not so much a debriefing meeting as a celebration banquet. Brooklyn personally cooked, and the five of them chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was good.

Here, no one mentions the unpleasantness of the past few days, and whatever the unpleasantness, the results speak for themselves.

Objectively speaking, Brooklyn was able to harvest everything it has today, and the other four people here have contributed a lot. Winston and Frank provided him with basic security and were an important part of his ability to hold on in the face of Burke and Anthony.

These two people didn't seem to have done anything but help Brooklyn prepare the channel, but without them, Brooklyn would not have been able to speak so hardly, and his hard words would not have been able to achieve good results.

Although Mark Mealai remained on the sidelines, he was eventually 'dragged into the water' under the persuasion of Brooklyn and Annie, and played a decisive role at the last moment.

Lopez provided Brooklyn with the capital to walk into the conference room and sit with Burke and Anthony.

It was his tireless efforts to help Brooklyn temporarily assemble a fairly large team that made Brooklyn not as weak as it seemed.

At the dinner table, everyone was happy. Brooklyn jokingly mentions their original intention to stir up the New York incident, which causes Winston and Frank to sigh.

Who would have thought that all the high-level attention of all the federal departments today would be just a self-preservation strategy devised by a new governor, a police chief and a judge?

Initially, Brooklyn and Winston only wanted to build New York as a shelter from the wind and rain before Mr. President's problems went wrong, and to avoid getting involved in a bigger storm.

Later, Frank stirred up trouble in New York, and they saw an opportunity to intervene. As a result, it has spread out to such a big momentum as it is now.

For the first time, Mark Millay listened to the events in New York in its entirety and with his own ears, and praised them after listening to them.

Brooklyn said a few polite words, and the conversation naturally shifted to the events in New York. According to the latest news brought by Mark Meailla, after his lobbying, the military has restarted the original plan this morning and continues to help Brooklyn resist the pressure.

After listening to the news brought by Mark Milai, Lopez Mitchelson glanced at Brooklyn and expressed to the other two partners on behalf of the Harvard Council that he would definitely get on the right track as soon as possible and make up for the progress that had fallen behind.

Perhaps for the sake of Brooklyn's face, or perhaps for other reasons, neither Mark Meelay nor the military pursued Harvard's delay in cooperation.

Winston and Frank had already agreed with Brooklyn, so naturally they would not pursue it. The five of them got together and it seemed that it was really just a celebration banquet, and after the audience, they only chatted for less than ten minutes, and most of the rest of the time was either listening to the audience reminiscing about the past years or chatting about various small talks.

The conversation unwittingly shifted to Brooklyn's wedding to Anne. Including Mark Millai, everyone has expressed their views on marriage.

Listening to the four of them talk word by word, Brooklyn smiled and nodded from time to time.

Perhaps Ray was right, until now, he still didn't have too deep feelings for Anne. Maybe he did like Anne, but not to the extent of love.

However, the relationship between Anne and him is not simply love, they are partners, friends, mutual support and sharing weal and woe.

In this Harvard crisis, Anne was the only one who stood firmly on his side and supported him from beginning to end - David and Ray don't count, no matter what Brooklyn does, David and Ray may dissuade it, but once Brooklyn decides, they will support it.

With that alone, Brooklyn didn't think he could have found a better fit than Anne.

Perhaps it was a rare relaxation, but the few of them didn't say much about Brooklyn and Anne's upcoming marriage, and they talked about their families with a glance.

Frank has already begun to compare his wife's skills with Mark Millet and López. Every now and then, the three old men slapped the table with a crackle, pointed at each other and laughed, and then drained half a bottle of beer in one gulp.

In the end, Frank's wife was slightly inferior to her ability to make fruit tarts, and the old cowboy López's wife was better than Mark Milley because she could skin the whole sheep.

The old cowboy was so lively and energetic that he even untied his beloved black walnut patch pistol for everyone to take turns watching and playing.

The pistol was in Frank's hand, and the old sheriff stroked it carefully, and his saliva was about to flow out.

So Mark Millai, Frank and the old cowboy López entered a new round of controversy again - at what price López was willing to transfer the pistol.

The scene was as hot as an auction house, and the three of them were holding wine bottles in one hand and slapping the table in the other.

Brooklyn walked into the kitchen with a pot of braised meat, lifted the lid, and used a spoon to pick through the pot with a spoon and a quick son to refill the empty basin.

There was footsteps behind him, and Brooklyn looked back to see that it was Winston. Winston took the spoon and leaned over to pick out what he liked to eat and continued to stuff it into the basin, asking as he stuffed it

"Are you really going to marry Prosecutor Anne?" Brooklyn smiled and nodded

"Yes. She always tried to help me. Winston didn't say anything more, sighed, and finally picked a piece of tofu from the pot and put the spoon back on the counter.

Brooklyn picked up the spiky basin and returned to the table. Winston's question had made Brooklyn understand his concerns.

He was worried that once the two got married, Brooklyn would be completely tied to Mark Miley, with both glory and loss.

It's like gambling, straight allin. As a qualified politician, you can fight and gamble, but you can't be easily allin.

You can bet on winning once or twice...... Even a hundred times, but as long as you lose a gamble, you will immediately go bankrupt and return to the pre-liberation period overnight.

Winston is reminding Brooklyn not to nail his position. Brooklyn has long thought of this.

Winston's thinking may be reasonable, but combined with the current situation, in the current situation, Brooklyn is not tied to the military, who else can it be with?

Brooklyn's braised pork is very popular, the large pieces of meat, with the taste of brine, do not need to be carefully ground with a knife and fork, nor do they need to take small sips slowly, just suitable with beer, take a big bite of meat, pour a big sip of beer.

There were no vegetarians here, all of them were carnivores, so soon after this large pot of braised pork came up, it was eaten cleanly.

Brooklyn simply switched to a bigger pot. The third pot of braised pork is served, and the topic of the table has changed again, from the auction of the old cowboy's pistol to the bizarre and mysterious nautical story.

When Brooklyn sat down, it was Mark Mee's turn to tell. Although he came from the army, he seems to be familiar with the sea, and the story of a Columbian pirate and treasure is fascinating.

Then the conversation shifted back to treasure. …… The dinner was sumptuous, with the joy of victory, the mood was high, and the guests and hosts were happy.

By the end of the dinner, it was already midnight. Brooklyn saw everyone off, closed the door and stood by the couch for a moment, shaking his head and laughing.

He cleaned up the table, cleaned the dishes and put them away, took another shower, and fell into a deep sleep. It was past two o'clock in the morning that Ray returned.

By this time, Brooklyn was already asleep. Following. Life seems to be back to normal.

Brooklyn and Ray each had an omelet in their hands and ate it while driving. The car merged into the traffic, and after enjoying the congested morning rush hour in New York, stepped into the conference room.

On Monday, e.. Y regular meeting time. Brooklyn stood at the conference table and looked around. The person is still a familiar person, the scene, the layout, everything has not changed, but his state of mind has changed, his status, identity has changed.

It was obvious that his colleagues looked at him with more respect in their eyes. Some of the interns were well-informed and already knew about Harvard's sudden changes, and their eyes were full of curiosity and inquiry when they looked at Brooklyn.

There are also those who are not interested in this, and are still busy with their heads down. Brooklyn recorded a few questions that didn't come out of the discussion as usual, solved a few minor troubles, and near the end of the meeting, he saw that the others had no problems, and he spoke.

"The intern program is coming to an end." In a word, people have turned their attention to the interns.

There was a slight commotion among the interns, which quickly subsided. Brooklyn's gaze swept over the interns one by one, and he said

"I won't say much more, I hope this internship experience will help you, and I hope you will remember this experience that is not wonderful but absolutely memorable."

"I've contacted Harvard, and when this week is over, you can leave." Brooklyn paused and laughed

"I'll wait until the day I see you off. Now I have said it, but I won't have to say it in a week. This drew a burst of laughter.

Brooklyn looked at the smiling intern with some emotion. When they first arrived, Brooklyn didn't feel much.

Interns were just a means of proof to him, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and he didn't need them to prove him right.

Now these interns are more kind in his eyes. It's not that he and the interns have been in love for a long time, but the change in his identity and position.

Whatever he thinks of Harvard, he has been Harvard's Speaker since last week.

The quality of Harvard will become the standard for outsiders and even history to evaluate him, and everything about him will begin to be closely related and inseparable from Harvard.

At this moment, Brooklyn suddenly remembered Burke's leadership qualities, and remembered the words he had answered Burke.

At that time, he needed the help of Harvard, so he talked to himself about ideals that he didn't understand. Now that Harvard is all his, he understands those bullshit ideals and John Manning's love for Harvard.

I don't know if I have the temperament of a leader now? Thinking of this, Brooklyn shook his head and smiled.

When he came to his senses, the room was empty, and in front of him stood a yawning Bob and a curious Nelly.

"Good work." Brooklyn patted Bob on the shoulder. Bob hurriedly lowered his hand, a little restrained at first, but quickly let go, and smiled naturally.

"For the sake of my hard work, can I ask for leave tomorrow?" Brooklyn looked at Bob in surprise.

"It's not like what you would say." As he spoke, he glanced at little Joseph, who was hiding behind Jerry's back and wincing his eyebrows.

I knew it. Who likes to take time off the most in Court 9? Who doesn't want to take a leave of absence all the time? - Joseph F. Kennedy, Jr.!

"I'm afraid not." Brooklyn shook his head

"You know, I'm very busy at work right now, and you're taking a leave of absence, do you want me to count on him?" Brooklyn was supposed to point at Joseph Jr., but he hid behind Jerry and looked like Brooklyn was pointing at Jerry.

Thinking back to the last time Bob took a leave of absence for personal matters and let Jerry be an assistant in Brooklyn for a day, which turned out to be a mess, Bob nodded sympathetically.

"No, no." Bob said this and yawned again. When it comes to exertion, Bob is no worse than Brooklyn.

Since last Wednesday, he has been running around with Brooklyn, booking tickets, reviewing information and driving, and his only rest time is the gap between Brooklyn lobbying, and he can squint in the car for a while.

After returning to New York, Bob rushed to the Manhattan Hotel and sat in the conference room for ten hours.

During this time, Brooklyn was able to go out to catch his breath and run to the stairwell to bargain with Anthony Burke, and Bob had to run back and forth to solve his personal problems, for fear of missing something.

Although you don't need to make a lot of decisions like Brooklyn and battle your wits with Anthony Burke and others, you still need to stay focused and record important speeches in the room to support Brooklyn's decisions.

When the final results were announced, and when Brooklyn became speaker, everyone applauded, except for Bob, who yawned long, picked up the computer and rushed into the room at the end of the meeting.

Brooklyn looked at Bob's dark smoke rings and gave him a hug.

"Dude, I really can't live without you now." Brooklyn said. When the hug ended, Brooklyn asked jokingly

"Have you ever considered quitting your job and being my assistant?" Bob thought about it for a moment, a little hesitant.

Brooklyn put her arms around his neck and laughed

"Don't rush, think slowly. Tell me when you're decided. Plus, as you get more and more work in the future, you'll need to hire yourself an assistant. ”

"Otherwise, trust me, man, you're going to die with me." The two hooked their shoulders, talked and laughed, and walked out of the conference room.

The sun was shining outside the window, and golden light spread through the window and spread across the corridor. Rare good weather......