Chapter 1661 Chaos Situation

Watching a group of SUVs quickly leaving the dock from a distance, William White couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Alas, you are so blessed that you don’t know how lucky you are. If you are re-elected, you will be able to retire in four years. If the boat accidentally capsizes in the gutter, Ya will be able to retire by the end of the year.

Put it this way, being president is actually a good job. The only awkward thing is that if you call President at Bushu's house, there's no chance that two people will turn to look at you.

Boy, who are you calling?

What? President Bush Sr.?

Absolutely inappropriate. On this point, everyone’s culture is different. The elderly, especially those who live long lives, not only have social status in flower growers, but also have a certain political status. This tradition is not just a day or two, there is a word called since ancient times.

In this regard, Eagle Sauce is different. It is best not to use the word "old". Like black brothers, older people are also more glass-hearted. If the old man translates it literally, the consequences will be disastrous. If you want to make an analogy, it's probably the same as saying something to a black guy in front of him.

Compared with the turmoil in the financial market, this New Year is quite new. The European friends who were quarreling all the time now stopped talking about the United States. I don't know if they were tired or annoyed.

What does this mean?

William White couldn't understand. It's not good to be the first of its kind. If you can bypass the Security Council once, you can bypass it countless times. In the future, as long as you don't like someone, you can just concoct a bunch of groundless charges.

"Even if they do not have weapons of mass destruction, all countries have a consensus on supporting terrorists." It is said that a fortress disintegrates from within, and this sentence is also very suitable here.

David Kay, the former CIA weapons strategist. I don't know if I took the wrong medicine, but I just handed in my resignation letter and chose to fire, and the target of his fire was actually Paul Bremer.

Damn it, this is not next to you. If you plan to fire, shouldn't the target be the CIA boss?

If he keeps being awesome, he can just throw the pot to Bushu.

"Mr. Bremer, this is just a possibility you described. You cannot start a war just because of a possibility. In fact, there are many suspected countries and people, and we may not necessarily eliminate them all."

"Us? Or you should reorganize your position." After dropping a string of harsh words, Paul Bremer actually left just like that. Damn it, press conference, who was that guy just now? He must get an exclusive interview.

“Asshole, go find out who this guy belongs to.

Max, what do you say? "Paul Bremer was very angry when he saw a group of staff talking about him. He was not too angry, but these things disrupted his layout, which was unacceptable in any case.

Originally, this was nothing. Since weapons of mass destruction could not be found, domestic anti-war voices were loud. And this atmosphere has also caused many people to feel at a loss.

It's too dangerous. If this can start a war, would you like Iran to do it too? If this is possible, what about Gaddafi? The Lockerbie air crash has yet to be resolved.

There are too many, there are too many enemies of the United States. At present, we are fighting on two fronts. Will we need three or four fronts in the future? The ants will bite the elephant to death. In this election year, everyone should show off their muscles. We must not let this lunatic George Bush continue to wreak havoc.

Facing Paul Bremer's inquiry, Max actually wanted to say, "Brother, I'm innocent. I came here just to make some soy sauce. Why don't your eyes be so powerful?"

Of course Max would not know that Paul Bremer was a little angry. This is nothing originally. It is impossible for anyone in this position not to be angry. It's one thing to lose your temper with your own people. Swearing in front of outsiders is another matter.

"Mr. Bremer, this is an election year." After saying this, Max shut up. Damn, what the hell are you all? Look at our boss. He fell asleep after I said a few words.

Um, Paul Bremer was stunned, holy shit, that’s it. But, isn't this guy a brave martial artist? Well, now is not the time to dwell on such things. The anti-war voice is so loud. If these people are satisfied, a few votes mean nothing.

Of course, you can think so, but this mood is difficult to calm down no matter what. Other people's children are so smart, but why are they all stupid here?

Buy it off?

Well, a guy who can stand alone is capable anyway. William White has a good eye for people. Even if he doesn't like this arrogant guy, Paul Bremer still has to convince him.

Of course, even if bribery is not possible, there is always no problem in the exchange of interests. At best, this guy is a dirty worker. He doesn't do it for anyone. As long as the pay is enough, there is nothing that cannot be discussed. Thinking of this, Paul Bremer stopped worrying and started discussing things with a group of subordinates.

He seems to have figured it out here, but the whole world is confused. Damn it, Yingjiang is in internal strife. This kind of excitement, which is rare in a century, is actually quite satisfying.

Of course, this great pleasure does not include William White. He could see clearly that the big bosses above had reached an agreement, and the current scene was just a part of it.

The CIA is not easy to get into, but getting out is even harder. You just come out and accuse your boss so boldly, God, you must have a bad brain.

Things like human life have completely different meanings in the eyes of different people. This guy named David Kay can be a senior analyst in the CIA. How could he not understand the dirty things involved?

Yingjiang admits defeat and finally finds some scapegoats to take the blame. The Gallic rooster who has found a sense of presence can shut up and get a piece of the pie in rebuilding Iraq.

What? Does the Gallic Rooster still do this?

This is not a question of whether it will work or not, okay? As long as you can collect money, who will care about what you build?

Isn't there a joke? The door to heaven is broken, good people can't get in, and the world is in chaos. The angels were pampered every day and would definitely not repair the door, so they asked God for instructions. God decided to invite bids for reconstruction. Although the business was not big, the reputation was good, so many contractors came to bid. Ah San said: It will be done for 3,000 yuan. The reason is that the material cost is 1,000, the labor cost is 1,000, and I will earn 1,000. The German said: 6,000, the material cost is 2,000, the labor cost is 2,000, and I will earn 2,000; Tujiang said to the angel at the bidding office: The bid is 9,000 yuan, 3,000 yuan for you, 3,000 yuan for me, and the remaining 3,000 yuan for that Asan.

The angel decided: It’s you!

Later, the door of hell also broke down, so bad people could not escape, and the world became even more chaotic. Taking into account the behind-the-scenes operations that took place in Paradise, Hell learned its lesson during the bidding process and set a control price of 3,000.

The Germanic man took one look and left, and Asan quoted 3,000. Tujiang gave each of the bidders who evaluated the bids NT$250, and the price was NT$3,000, and they won the bid.

Both German and Asan were waiting to see the joke. When the project started, Tujiang spent 500 on materials and 500 on labor. Halfway through the repairs, the project was stopped due to the poor working environment.

After half a year of delay, the hell couldn't bear it any longer. I invested an additional 3,000 and it was completed!