Chapter 561, Muddy

This meeting, which was originally intended to discuss the second round of projects, almost turned into a critique meeting for internal members, but fortunately, Brooklyn has a hand and brings the topic back on track.

However, the rest of the discussion was not easy. Burke Forsman seems to be really addicted, and he becomes a disciplinary committee member throughout the whole process, arresting whoever sprays.

Finally, the meeting was over, and there was no one on campus, and it was already past nine o'clock. On the other side, Anthony had already finished the meeting and went home to hug his grandson and play, and it was just over bitterly.

Before the meeting ended, Brooklyn called out to Burke Forsman and recommended to him a TV series from the East in a complicated tone.

"There is an ancient oriental drama called Ming Dynasty 1566, you can watch it when you have time." Burke Forsman was stuffing papers into his bag when he paused and choked

"Sorry, I don't have time to watch."

"There's a character named Hai Rui in it, and it's a good fit for you." Brooklyn recommends. In this drama, Hai Jui "indirectly" and "angry" the emperor, and when he learned that the emperor had seen his Shangshu and died, Hai Jui vomited blood in prison and fell into a coma.

Brooklyn's original intention was to keep Burke Forsman from going from one extreme to the other. Burke Forsman paused, thinking for a moment

"Okay, I'll look at it on the plane." Brooklyn nodded, patted him on the shoulder with complicated eyes, and turned to leave.

After dinner, I went back to the hotel, listened to Bob's debriefing on another meeting, and asked E. Brooklyn, lying in bed, called Anne.

He and Anne started out chatting on a dating, and the only and eternal topic they had to talk about was work, but as their relationship deepened, the two began to move beyond work and gradually began to move towards a real couple.

After wasting more than half an hour, Brooklyn learned that Annie's morning sickness had greatly reduced, and learned that Annie had eaten a half-potato beef pie for dinner, a mushroom soup, and half a cup of hot milk left in the evening, and that he forgot to take a shower yesterday and dye his hair, and met a road rage pickup guy on the way home today, and almost forgot that he had moved yesterday and drove the car back to his old place...... And so on and so forth.

Of course, in return, Anne also knew that Brooklyn was sitting in a sore butt because of the constant meetings, that Anthony's little grandson was very cute, and that there was a Mexican restaurant next to the hotel that was more business-friendly than E. The one next to Y is still hot, Burke's temperament has changed drastically, Brooklyn suspects that he has been replaced with a soul, Brooklyn wants to build a Harvard Congress's own administrative office building at Harvard, but it was strongly rejected by Burke Fusman, and Burke Fusman began to lose his hair, and there is a possibility of baldness...... Hanging up the phone and lying in bed, Brooklyn reviewed the phone call and felt that he had wasted more than thirty minutes...... The next day, the 30th.

It was Brooklyn's last day in Boston, and tomorrow he was flying back to New York. I left the hotel early in the morning after breakfast, and when I arrived on campus, I went to Anthony to find out where the political coalition agenda was going.

According to the original plan, Brooklyn was going to show up with Anthony, but the trip was broken by Burke Forsman's assistant.

Brooklyn had to go from Anthony to Burke's office. Fortunately, Anthony has served as a justice, and his own prestige is enough, so he doesn't need to stand on the Brooklyn platform.

When Brooklyn stepped into the office, no greetings, no coffee, not even a glass of water, Berke Forsman went straight to the point.

The first is the problem of insufficient manpower in the 'discipline inspection team'. To tell the truth, it was far beyond Brooklyn's expectations that Burke Forsman was able to find such a few like-minded people from Harvard to form a 'discipline inspection team' and prop up the stall.

Now Burke Forsman is still thinking about expanding his stall? I'm afraid that he won't be able to recruit anyone if he is given a quota. Brooklyn agreed after a moment's deep thought.

Burke Forsman's 'discipline inspection team' is not only responsible for daily work, but also has to keep an eye on resource support projects and the direction of various grants, which is indeed a bit stretched.

Seeing Brooklyn agreeing so happily, Burke Forsman's face looked a little better.

The second question he raised was the treatment of the members who had been identified as corrupt users. It's a hard thing to decide.

The Harvard Council is at least nominally a 'loose' organization, an academic non-governmental organization formed by a group of Harvard graduates, Harvard alumni and Harvard school officials, and is responsible for the study of legal theory and practice.

The Harvard Council does not have judicial power, and is theoretically completely incompetent to do anything. Although the various organizations and institutions in the federation have their own regulations, there are really no rules for those who are greedy for ink.

After all, in the concept of the Federation, the purpose of becoming an official is to make more money and hold more power.

I have never heard of politicians who have lost political struggles, been overturned by opponents, or betrayed by allies, and have been defeated, but I have never heard of politicians who have been disposed of by their party because of their greed.

Burke Forsman, of course, has a zero-tolerance attitude, believing that anyone who ruins Harvard's reputation and hinders Harvard's development is damned.

It may be that John Manning was holding back too hard during the period, and Burke Forsman began to unleash his nature, regardless of it.

Brooklyn certainly can't agree to 'zero tolerance.'" At this stage, in the context of the federation, it is unrealistic to engage in zero tolerance.

After careful consideration, Brooklyn gave a bottom line, making it clear that as long as this bottom line is not crossed, the income of greedy ink will be tacitly in accordance with the regulations, and if the bottom line is crossed, the punishment will be increased according to the severity, ranging from demotion within the council, suspension of some rights, expulsion from Harvard, regarded as an enemy of Harvard, and so on.

The specific situation still needs to be developed by Burke Forsman to come up with a mature and feasible plan. Burke Forsman was not very happy with the result.

He immediately proposed to make an example of the monkeys, and when the mature protocol came out, he should immediately dispose of a member of sufficient weight.

Brooklyn couldn't say no. Before the rules came out, there was no detailed and specific rules, and no one knew what to do and what not to do, so it was understandable to make mistakes.

But after the protocol comes out? The bottom line has been clearly quantified, telling you what you can and can't do, and how to redeem once you do, otherwise you will be punished accordingly, and in this case, you will make mistakes, and it is not a pity to be disposed of.

Burke Forsman's third job was to report to Brooklyn on Heather Gerken. The Yale opposition's successive small actions made Heather Gerken very passive, and he did not have time to pay attention to Harvard's side for the time being.

But Heather Gerken still has two brushes. The opposition suddenly attacked, and he was indeed caught off guard, completely unprepared, and Heather Gerken, who rushed to the battle, was extremely embarrassed at first.

But as time passed, Heather Gerken withstood the first round of attacks and gradually gained a foothold.

According to Burke Forsman's predictions, the dead fat man should have been quietly organizing a counterattack. Burke Forsman praised Heather Gerken's response.

Brooklyn pouted secretly. A few days ago, he said that Heather Gerken was nothing, and now he has another sympathetic face......

"These people are a bunch of garbage!" After admiring Heather Gerken, Burke Forsman began to lash out at the Yale opposition.

"Pull a few random homeless people from Washington to do better than them!"

"The students who didn't graduate this year are better than all of them!"

"Tina is smarter than them!" Tina is Anthony's pet dog for his little grandson. The Yale opposition took the lead, the first to attack, and the empty check from Brooklyn was enough to entrap a large number of neutrals, as well as Harvard's public support.

With such a big advantage, it was only five or five with Heather Gerken, but it was not as good as when there was no such help.

- The opposition had suppressed Heather Gerken for a while. If Harvard had not intervened, and if Brooklyn had not catalyzed the contradictions, perhaps the opposition would have won little by little after a long time.

Burke Forsman asked, venting his frustration

"Shall we continue?" Burke Forsman was not only handy at attacking Yale, but also very willing to participate.

If you really want to talk about grievances, Anthony and Brooklyn together are not as big as Burke Forsman and Yale.

After all, Brooklyn is only thirty years old this year, and Anthony has kept his distance from Harvard for a long time after graduation, while Burke has stayed at Harvard, partnering with John Manning.

Hatred of Yale has become Burke Forsman's instinct. Brooklyn doesn't have a good opinion of this instinct, and as a Harvard native, it is right to hate Yale, but his purpose is not Yale, but Heather Gerken.

There is a fundamental difference in this. The target is Yale, and Harvard's best choice now is to sit on the wall and watch Yale's infighting, which is greatly damaged.

The target is Heather Gerken, and Harvard can't be a spectator.

"Heather Gerken clearly has a lot of room to spare." Brooklyn became serious and pondered

"He went back on his word and tore up the agreement, obviously prepared." Whatever his preparations, at least from the current situation, they were forced out by the opposition.

That's the good news. Brooklyn re-emphasized the goal of the operation to Burke Forsman, emphasizing

"As long as Heather Gerken is finished and Yale falls into the hands of these people, there will be opportunities in the future." Burke nodded.

He also understands this truth, just watching this group of fools play a good hand of cards to a pulp, there is a feeling of hatred for iron and steel.

Brooklyn consulted with Burke and decided that the operation would continue, and that Harvard would need to increase its public solidarity with the Yale opposition, further squeeze the opposition, and embolden them to fight Heather Gerken.

Whatever Heather Gerken had prepared, Brooklyn was not going to put Harvard at risk, it would be enough to have the Yale opposition at the front.

Out of respect for Heather Gerken, Brooklyn left Burke in Boston, telling him to take a break from his patrols and concentrate on dealing with Heather Gerken.

With that done, Brooklyn's job in Boston was almost over. He has done what should be done, everything that should be arranged has been arranged, and someone has been arranged to be responsible for the follow-up of unfinished things.

In the afternoon, Brooklyn finally met Michael. Michael and López came back from Washington.

They were in charge of the motions work in Washington, and they couldn't get away at all, and they didn't come back this time to see Brooklyn on a special trip, but because of the needs of the motions work.

Brooklyn met with Lopez and Michael at the restaurant next to the hotel, and the three of them each ordered food and talked as they ate.

Michael seems to be in great spirits, and apart from the fatigue of the journey, which has left him a little embarrassed, he is much better than when he returned from the Middle East.

Wearing an old-fashioned suit with a slightly open neckline, fancy hat and sunglasses, Lopez may have spent too much time in Washington, and the old Texas cowboy looked much younger.

Although the appearance has changed, the inside of the old cowboy has not changed at all. Sitting across from Brooklyn, I ordered a table full of dishes in one go.

When the first dish was served, the old cowboy unceremoniously forked a large piece of ribs onto his plate with a fork and began to concentrate on the ribs.

Brooklyn was talking to Michael on the side, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Lopez, watching him cut in large pieces, bite and chew in large gulps, and eat with his mouth full of oil, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

López ate a whole rib clean, then kept his hands on it and forked a second piece for himself.

"Seeing that you eat so deliciously, you can know that the situation in Washington is very optimistic." Brooklyn laughed and teased, cutting a small piece of meat with a knife, putting it in his mouth, and chewing it carefully.

He praised Anne about the restaurant's dishes, and for good reason.

"Not necessarily." López hurriedly said a word, then wrapped the side of the rib with a napkin, grabbed it in his hand and began to nibble directly.

After a few bites were gone, the plate was already empty, and he glanced at the grease at the bottom of the plate with a little pity, and beckoned the waiter to order another large portion of grilled ribs.

Waiting, he wiped his mouth and fingers, and said

"I don't know why, it's like everyone in Washington has bad intentions toward us."

"It's like New Yorkers discriminate against us Texans." López pondered and gave an example. Well, New Yorkers and Texans don't like each other, and the Central Plains suffer from regional discrimination...... There is all kinds of discrimination in the Great Federation.

But there's a reason why Texans aren't liked by people from other places. Texans have a big personality, informal, and the three-piece T-shirt for ten dollars is a bestseller in Texas, and they may wear this kind of clothes when they go down to rural farmers and mayors and governors, and they also prefer large displacement muscles to buy cars, rather than petite cars and sports cars.

Correspondingly, New Yorkers live a delicate life, pursue quality, dress well, be fine, eat etiquette, and take small bites...... Brooklyn's rib habit with Lopez is the difference between a typical Texan and a New Yorker.

So it's normal for Texans and New Yorkers to look at each other. New Yorkers dislike Texans for being sloppy and poor, but Texas ranks second in terms of area and population among the 50 federal states, and Texas GPD ranks among the top 20 in the world before joining the federation.