Rebirth of the American Tyrant

Chapter 703 The Unpopular Old Bushu

Looking at the long legs all over the field, little Bushu was a little dizzy. He also had a deep understanding of how unreliable William White's life was.

"Don't look at me like that, George, these have nothing to do with me, they are all found by Jason."

"Tch, you haven't improved much. I said, you are so drunk every day, which is a bit too exaggerated."

Seeing this guy was quite cheerful, and William White couldn't help but sigh with emotion. This psychological quality is really good. If you don't get the little golden man, you will go crazy. If you look at him again, hehe, it's really different.

"Life is so boring. If you don't have some fun, your life will be in vain. By the way, what's the next plan?"

"For the time being, he is the team manager. The results of the Rangers are not very good." Bush gave William White a white look. Now when it comes to Texas, Houston is the first, and when it comes to Houston, the Houston Rockets are the first.

"Dude, if I were you, I'd just poach. You just buy the Yankees' pitchers, and they're screwed."

William White's bad idea is indeed rich enough. Don't look at basketball in full swing, Jordan's value is really not as good as this pitcher.

Basketball has been in the past two years. In the 1980s, that was actually the case. Do you know why the Detroit Pistons are so good, their home court is simply a hell.

Yes, regardless of playing basketball or watching basketball, the proportion of black buddies is very high. That is, there have been some changes in the past two years. But basketball is no match for baseball, from endorsements to wages. The gap with football is even greater.

"What kind of bad idea are you, drink a drink. Yeah, your Major League Soccer game isn't great, man, we won't lose too badly next year."

When it comes to football, William White has a bitter face. Zongnima can't help but hug the ball for several reasons. Except for a few guys who were thrown into Manchester United's youth training, the others are really embarrassing.

"George, it really doesn't work, we can ask Smecta to be the referee."

"Pfft, shit, what the hell kind of idea is this? It doesn't make much sense if you win, right?"

"I don't understand. The difference in level is not that big. The referee's factor is very important. If we get into the knockout round, can't we still rely on penalties?"

Speaking of penalties, from the perspective of the national team, the United States is still very good. Because only their league has no draws.

"Come on, if you win so ugly, your big league will be over."

"Hahaha, you still know me. You can lose, or you can be eliminated in the group stage. If you don't perform well enough, these boys will all be fired."

The two chatted for a long time about innocuous matters, but they were actually not important. William White wanted to know why your father wanted to dismantle the bomb.

These things are naturally inappropriate to ask at the beginning. Since this guy is going to get drunk today, let's get drunk.

Little Bush plans to quit drinking, he wants to become a pious believer. William White is going home soon, and this is the last madness.

"Fuck, Lisa, what time is it?"

The little assistant wiped her wet hair and complained, "Boss, it's almost noon, and you're a lot of trouble."

"This is a fake bar yesterday? Why does my head hurt so much? You didn't hit me last night, did you?" After speaking, he looked at the little assistant suspiciously.

If it had been two years earlier, the little assistant might have been scared to pee. As for now, he is not afraid of this stern guy.

"Hmph, I've already bruised several dollars here, and I don't know where such a lot of strength came from."

Looking at the bruise on the little assistant's knee, William White felt dizzy. You really can't drink too much soft wine, and you won't be able to relax for a while.

"Okay, okay, I apologize, let them arrange breakfast, no, lunch, whatever, let's go to the airport after eating. By the way, are those guys awake?"

"Boss, it looks like you're the only one drinking too much, and they're ruining your cigars."

"Damn it, I should go to Cuba and open a cigar factory."

The warm water continuously washed over his body, and those lost memories seemed to come back.

It really deserves the old Bush to go to the street, the arms dealer doesn't want to see him, this William White knows. Drug sellers don't want to see him, so there is really no way.

In the United States, pharmaceutical companies and arms companies are the two most bizarre companies. Generally speaking, ordinary people generally don't have access to these guys, and they don't think how great they are.

In fact, these two companies have the closest relationship with the government. Moreover, if there is no consortium support behind them, you will not be able to enter these two industries at all. If people don't take you to play, it's useless to be jealous.

"Damn, William White remembered. The donkey has imposed a lot of taxes to promote this medical reform. No, please notify Filson immediately. The previous taxes should be settled quickly. This thing really can't be delayed."

Some people have said that even if you don't come back for the overseas profits of multinational companies, others will have no temper.

Cough cough, it is true to say so, but who the hell is willing to be a target. His William White had enough opponents, and there was really no need to add a few more.

What's more, the donkey has taken the title of righteousness this time. If you deliberately do not cooperate at this time, it is very hated, and it attracts the hatred of the poor.

The medical insurance in the United States does not achieve full coverage, not even half of it. What is mentioned here is only those who have legal status, as for the other messy ones.

Ha ha, the gap is quite big anyway.

William White couldn't figure out how much this piece would cost, which was really scary. Not to mention this, it is said that social security should also be popularized.

Well, the donkey-elephant dispute is actually about this.

The United States is not a welfare state, and its taxes are very low among developed countries. With low taxes, there will naturally be no benefits. If you want to become a welfare state, you just need to increase taxes as much as you can.

Here comes the question, who do you collect? For low- and middle-income groups, the welfare state is good, but it would be even better if they can live without working.

Oh, is that really the case?

"Boss, you mean, pay the tax as soon as possible?"

"Well, yes, Bill is going to reform health care. He wants most Americans to have health insurance."

"Boss, did this guy drink too much? Isn't it a campaign slogan?"

"Filson, no, although this bill will encounter resistance from elephants, hehe, it is useless.

The securities sector can't be moved at all. If he starts to levy capital gains tax, the previous infinite decline of Baodao will be an example. In this way, there are only corporate and individual taxes. "

"I know the boss, we will deal with the related taxes before the year."

"Well, I don't know if I will be given a medal or something after paying so much tax. If I were in London, I might already be a knight."

Filson didn't pay much attention to the boss's complaints. Anyone who loses so much money at once will be annoyed, and the richest man is the same.

It's just, isn't this fucker driving away all the rich people? If all the rest are poor ghosts, who should reimburse these taxes.

William White finally figured it out now, the United States can't do manufacturing for Mao. If the brain is not sick, no one wants to set up any factories in the United States.

Forget the high salary, this buddy endured it. The standard of living in the United States cannot be low here. If you strike at every turn, you can bear it. Without restraint, capitalists can indeed go too far.

Medical insurance and social security must be paid, otherwise workers will not be safe.

Ahem, if you continue to endure this, everyone will grow old one day. Anyone can get sick.

Insufficient part needs tax increase?

Fuck, take your time, buddies are planning to move.

A friend's book, excellent!

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