Chapter 329 Three Threats

Half an hour later, Song Ya left the banquet hall early with a lot of thoughts, suddenly feeling a little hot, and took off the stalking bow tie, but it was not enough, and unbuttoned the collar of the shirt and the buttons of the dress one by one.

The black bow tie fell to the ground inadvertently, and someone picked it up for him, "It's rare to see you like this." It was Old Mike.

"Annoying politician."

Song Ya cursed in a low voice, took the bow tie, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and didn't want to talk anymore. The two walked towards the parking lot in silence, only the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground.

"Where are you going?" Old Mike opened the rear door for him.

"go home."

The Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car slowly turned onto the main road. The night view of Chicago's Jinghua District is no worse than that of New York. To Song Ya, it is no longer a novelty.

"There is no way to keep it perfectly secret. I have to find someone to discuss it. I can't do it with my own brain."

It was already mid-September, and it was very close to the time before Underwood set October, so he couldn't delay it any longer.

Apart from John Liu, the insider, the two most reliable are his two personal lawyers. After all, they enjoy the privilege of confidentiality with the client. "Mike, call Goodman and ask him where he is."

Since Hamlin learned that he intends to participate in the Bain Chemicals case, he has never given any advice not to enter or to withdraw in time. This guy has been eyeing the legal business of the Bain Chemicals case since Will Gardner was eliminated. Now, at this time, Song Ya still trusts Goodman who has accompanied her all the way to the present.

"He's at home." Old Mike put down the phone.

"Then go to his house."

Goodman lives in a high-end apartment in the north of the city, "Chuck, is there anything to eat? I forgot to fill my stomach at the dinner today." Song Ya was welcomed into the door by him, and said without seeing the outside world.

"Jimmy! Go and make some food for APLUS." Goodman sent his younger brother, who lives in his house, to get some food. "Come on, let's chat in my study."

The two chatted casually about the decoration and furnishings of this apartment, "Chuck, I'm very distressed..."

Song Ya carefully turned on the TV, turned up the volume, and then told everything about the whole thing except John Liu's role, including what Underwood gave herself today.

"Wow, I said how could you suddenly donate a million to Gore."

Goodman smacked his lips, "That's a million dollars."

"Do you have any suggestions? I don't want to find Hamlin. He wants to do this too much. I think you can think more about me, even though you are partners." Song Ya asked.

"So now Underwood has got you, right?"

Goodman pointed to the replay of the NBA Finals on TV, "He's like Michael Jordan right now."

"What?"

Song Ya didn't understand this metaphor. On the TV screen, Jordan had just completed a steal and was advancing to the top of the arc. Facing the opponent's player who returned to the defense quickly, he held the ball with both hands, sank and leaned forward slightly, in a classic pose. triple threat stance.

"You're like a rookie on the court,

After receiving a pass from a teammate, he quickly passed the ball to Underwood. You mistook him for a teammate, but unexpectedly he was the most dangerous opponent. "Goodman said: "So you have to immediately return to defense and make up for your mistakes. "

"Almost, I understand what you mean. What Underwood told me just now is like a three-threat stance in basketball."

Song Ya understood, "I was a little negligent in defense, and he shot. Just like now, he helped the consortium put the trouble of Bahn Chemical into my hands. Everyone is happy, and the three-pointer is accounted for."

"You go up close and press, and he passes the ball."

Goodman continued: "Even if you try to go around him and find other members of the local donkey gang, or if you stalk him with the attitude of dying with him, and he throws Bath Chemicals out, this kind of mess is anyone's fault. If you don’t want to pick it up, otherwise Old Barn and Edward would have done their job long ago, and the ball will return to him in the end, and you’ve already been fooled around.”

"Yes."

Underwood was called Confidential just now, but Song Ya couldn't believe a word he said, which is also the reason for his depression. In any case, Underwood's goal has not changed at all. He just wants to buy Bahn Chemical first. His equipment and other assets, the purchase price is slightly looser, and he is willing to come to the scene to endorse himself when the purchase is made.

"If I stop playing, it's like trying to gamble and give up my focus and steal directly. He will immediately turn his face and turn extraordinary."

He said: "I'm careful enough, but can a black singer from a poor area with gang connections survive the repeated harassment of powerful political figures? The case in Harlem is still in the process of being solved! Stop, I'm afraid I'm empty-handed, I can only stand there and watch him perform dunks..."

"Can the equipment be shipped to China smoothly?" Goodman asked, "This is the key point."

"The risk is too high. I consulted experts. If the large chemical process lacks key equipment and technology, I don't know much about catalysts. Other things may be scrap iron, and there is no point in transporting them. And this Batumi, a key equipment and technology, is closely watched. At that time, tens of millions of dollars will be pinned on a pen of the current commander-in-chief, and I may be unable to get away like old Bahn and Edward at any time."

If it wasn't for fear of this, Song Ya would be willing to settle this matter even if she didn't make any money, even if she lost a little bit! Think of it as buying the points of those consortiums and politicians.

Goodman spread his hands, indicating that he has nothing to do, "Cheney's wife said that half the people in this house fear us, and half want to replace us. As the wife of the Secretary of Defense, this should be hers." Real feelings."

"The party whip is different. The biggest task of the party whip is to urge and spur members of Congress to vote unanimously. Therefore, it is necessary to coordinate interests so that the majority of those who benefit will support him, and the small half of the members who lose their interests are afraid of him. Dare to object."

"The fundamental problem with you now is that he has been classified into the category of people who should be afraid of him, and the creditors of Bahn Chemical are the majority he wants to fight for. He may not intend to embarrass you, but he will not Care about your interests being damaged."

At this time, there was a knock on the study door, "Come in." Goodman replied.

Old Mike opened the door, and Jimmy walked in wearing the old-fashioned vest and boxer pants that old men only wear, carrying two plates, "Watching the game?" He smiled and handed the plates to the two, "Try , apple pie, I made it."

He now has two artists, Fergie and Amy Adams, and when Fergie has commercial performances or outings, his income is pretty good, but since Fergie concentrated on recording albums, he has basically cut off his source, so he had to live in his brother's house , help with housework or something.

"This game, I remember, Jordan was just too good."

He broke off a piece from Goodman's plate, ate it standing up, and looked at the TV cheerfully by the way, "What were you talking about just now?"

Goodman rolled his eyes, "Basketball, okay, get out, Jimmy."

"Oh." Jimmy was afraid of his brother, quickly swallowed the food, wiped his hands on the vest and walked out.

"Jimmy." Song Ya stopped him, "Exactly, how is Amy Adams's dance practice?"

"It's not bad, but Wu Zhi Anne Fletcher doesn't like her, saying that her body movements are too stiff." Jimmy answered truthfully.

Sure enough, it’s a good thing that Shoesheoney’s MV has a high proportion of group dances, and Amy Adams doesn’t have many roles. “Has Anne Fletcher started to choose the heroine of WanttoWantMe?”

"It's started. Yeremov has already received a lot of applications. He and Anne Fletcher will screen them first."

"Okay, I know."

Song Ya nodded. He was a little bit burnt out recently. He didn't even bother to pay attention to his fundamental business. He lost tens of millions of knives, and this song sang like chewing wax...

"Jimmy, let me ask you, what would you do if Jordan put on a three-threat posture in front of you?" Goodman asked suddenly, and he explained to Song Ya, "Don't look at my brother who is usually dumbfounded." Yes, in fact, he had a lot of crooked ideas when he was a child."

"Look for teammates to double-team." Jimmy replied without thinking.

Song Ya and Goodman smiled bitterly at the same time, "Okay, you get out, Jimmy." Goodman sent him away, "Teaming..." He shook his head helplessly, but soon, their eyes lit up at the same time stand up.

Accompanied by Goodman and Samuel, Song Ya appeared in Peoria, Illinois the next day.

Here is the headquarters of Caterpillar, the world's top engineering equipment giant.