Chapter 1512: Bill

Whether White has seen the new world or not, no one knows except himself.

But he still has a choice and will act on it.

"Withdraw all the people." The director who received the new order immediately ordered all the branches to withdraw the people.

He had wanted to do this a long time ago, to offend his God of Wealth, but the welfare and jobs of him and his subordinates were at stake.

If something really happens, the federal government cannot be relied upon for those who retire or die due to injuries.

At that time, whether they will eat bran-swallowed vegetables or go to restaurants every day, they all count on the mood of the God of Wealth!

As soon as the order from the police station came, Madelung encountered the same embarrassing situation as his predecessor, and no one was available.

But he was clearly smarter and more supported than McCarthy.

Virginia, one of the original 13 states of the United States, is located on the eastern Atlantic coast and is also the place where Jefferson started and his base camp.

It is rare for state police to operate across state lines, but it is legitimate when the need arises.

As a result, Virginia state police began to appear on the streets of Chicago. They had only one task, to assist the African-American Committee in investigating Lee.

In the restaurant, Li Zitao is having dinner with the Dever couple.

"These damn country bumpkins, do they think they are on their own territory?" William Dever said displeasedly as he watched two policemen from Virginia walk into the restaurant.

Li Zitao took a look, turned around and said with a smile: "They are just obedient young people. The African-American Committee has the support of Congress, and everyone should be afraid of it."

"Really?" William Dever sneered disdainfully: "This is my city, let those councilors who only know how to enjoy their profits go to hell!"

"Hmph, they'll see soon." William Dever seemed to be promising something.

...

"Hey, man, I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes." The police pulled up on the side of the road, and a state trooper opened the door and walked to the convenience store across the way.

"Sir, how are you today?" He greeted the owner cheerfully, and the state trooper pointed to the cigarette behind him and said, "Give me a pack of camels."

"No.

"The boss said with a straight face.

The state trooper looked up at the closet behind his head, where there were clearly packs of Camels.

"Then please give me a pat on the back," said the state trooper again.

The boss's expression was as indifferent as before, he shook his head and said, "No."

"Hey, man, are you looking for trouble with me?" the state trooper said with his arms outstretched and his natural hip-hop.

"There is nothing you want here, go out." The boss was not afraid at all, and cast his eyes out of the window.

The state policeman wanted to say something more, but he followed his boss' gaze and saw a police car with a Chicago license plate parked behind his policeman.

"Hey, Ray, what's the trouble?" the police officer who was driving yelled.

The boss looked at the state police with threatening eyes, expressing his meaning very clearly.

Either leave, or he will tell the police outside that he is being asked for trouble.

"F-k." Slamming his fist hard, the state trooper grabbed the change on the table and slammed the door away.

The companion's angry expression, the Chicago police officer behind him, and his partner in the car all saw it, and asked curiously after he got into the car.

"Damn it, let's go!" The other party patted the steering wheel hard, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Boom.

Within 50 meters, his police car crashed into a brand new luxury sports car.

Looking at the streamlined body, the bright red color and the handsome convertible shape, the state policeman shouted dully; "o~mg, o~mg..."

He crashes into a brand new Ferrari 212inter Classic, and anyway, he's in big trouble.

Meanwhile, at an intersection 20 blocks away, the same thing is happening.

It's just that it was no longer a Ferrari 212inter, but a green Alfa Viper.

Who can imagine, when Madelon sees two maintenance bills worth tens of thousands, how wonderful his face will be.

The state government will definitely not recognize the money, it was given to the African-American Committee, and Madelone will be responsible for any problems during this period.

The African-American Committee will also not accept it. Even if Madelon is willing, the Appropriations Committee of Congress will veto it.

It may even cause him to be questioned and cause him to lose his current position.

As a result, Madelone now has only two options, either to make up the money out of his own pocket, or to have the two state policemen brought to court.

Of course, he could also choose to send the bill to Walder and let him solve the problem.

It's just that the name is wrong and the words are not right.

When asked outside, why Jefferson should pay the bill, Madelung couldn't explain it.

He didn't need to guess, he could imagine Li Shi's lackeys, just like jackals who smelled blood and carrion, hiding in a dark corner beside him.

Once he made any mistakes, the opponents would rush out in groups, seize the opportunity and tear him into powder, leaving him no room to resist.

"I admit it." Madelon said to himself in his heart.

He accepted the bill, although it would make his already poor savings even worse, but now he has no choice.

As long as everything can go according to plan and let him find Li's loopholes, all the sacrifices today will be worthwhile.

Thinking so, Madelung signed a check and handed it to his assistant, asking him to handle it immediately.

He thought it was over, but on the contrary, it was just the beginning.

New York, Lee's apartment.

"Fall, slow down, slow down, yes, that's it..." More than a dozen trucks transformed from loading trucks and specially used to transport vehicles were parked under the apartment building.

All the luxury cars under Li Zitao's name, except those that had been discontinued, were loaded one after another, covered with tarpaulins and taken away.

There is a transport ship waiting at the dock, and all the luxury cars that arrive at the port will be shipped to Chicago.

"It just so happens that I ordered a batch of new cars, and these old cars can be reused as waste!" Li Zitao, who is rich and powerful, didn't even blink when he said this.

And Tia, who was beside him, was planning to find a few less damaged ones inside, buy them at an internal price after repairing them, and keep them at home for personal use.

There are not a few people who have the same plan as her. The secretarial office is already discussing who will get the poisonous snake and who will drive away the Ferrari. Red, yellow, blue, green, black and white.

What happened next shocked Madelung and the entire African-American Committee.

It was in the real sense rather than a description. The flesh on the cheeks twitched like an electric shock. Every time a new bill letter appeared, everyone's expressions were the same.

His face was full of panic, his pupils dilated, his cheeks twitched and jumped, and the corners of his mouth had a silly expression that looked like he was laughing or crying.

At the same time, Li Zitao received a call from the Office of the President in Washington.

Truman personally invited him to Washington as a guest, and it seemed that he had something to talk to him about.