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"you are not happy?"

In the evening, Joanna, who came back from socializing outside, looked at Mr. Trueman while changing her clothes.

Mr. Trueman's emotions are not always written on his face, which is also the most basic quality of a politician.

Your happiness or displeasure will show directly on your face, and your political opponents may laugh out loud.

Most politicians will always make sure that their facial expressions do not reveal too much information, but everyone has some small movements or living habits that reflect their inner feelings.

Mr. Trueman rarely drank alone. He was an army officer and President of the Union.

A calm, rational brain that is not affected by emotions is the most important thing. Even at some banquets, he only holds champagne or low-alcohol wine and occasionally takes a sip of interest.

He rarely drinks alcohol when he is alone, nor does he drink alcohol to a high degree.

If he did that, there must be something going on inside him.

Joanna remembered clearly that the first time she found her husband drunk alone was when he had just been promoted to the rank of colonel.

Not long after that, he left the army.

There have been similar situations several times before.

Every time he drinks alcohol alone, it means there is something on his mind, and it is not necessarily a good thing.

Mr. Trueman shook his head, "No, it's nothing."

He lied. He had already had a hard time dealing with the Jerry & Dais Group. He was a little unsure whether the time he had to deal with Lynch in the future would be as smooth as he imagined!

Unless Lynch can cooperate with him, he may not be able to restrain Lynch according to his own ideas.

He is actually also reflecting on whether some of his thoughts about Lynch are not good?

Lynch did nothing wrong, actually!

But he soon gave up this idea. During the period when he and Lynch got along, the many "cooperations" completed by both parties were not necessarily legal or inappropriate.

This is the collusion of power and capital, it’s just that Mr. Trueman didn’t realize it, and now he does.

Lynch is very courageous, has unique ideas, and terrible methods.

He dares to kill people, dare to incite war, and dare to do anything, as long as these things are beneficial to him!

Will he eventually form a super consortium that hangs over the federation?

No one knew, but he didn't dare to bet.

Because if that day really comes, it may be a nightmare for the Federation.

It's just these things that he can't tell Joanna. Everyone thinks that they are the most united partners, and no one can separate them!

He took a deep breath and changed the subject, "How is your foundation doing recently?"

"I heard that some people have some opinions on your application qualification review."

Joanna chuckled twice, her laughter full of sarcasm.

She entered the bathroom naked and came out soon wearing a bath towel.

"The foundation has just been established, and the funds that can be used to help those military families are limited right now. It is impossible for just anyone to reach out to us and we will give them what they want."

She walked to the dressing table and began to wipe something on her face and body.

They are all an old couple, and there is nothing taboo between them.

"A few days ago, someone asked us to provide 17,500 yuan in assistance. That person wanted to change his car, but I think this should not be among our assistance targets."

Mr. Trueman listened attentively, and he obviously did not expect this request.

He has no experience in participating in any specific operations of the foundation, and he does not know who is involved and for what reasons.

Joanna's explanation at this time made him feel that the negative rumors about the foundation may not be true.

After all, there are many people throwing dirty water on him now. If they can't throw dirt on him, they will throw it on his wife.

However, he still gave a few words of advice, "Those families who are really in difficulty, don't be stingy with the money you have."

“More than 10 million in funds can help many people!”

Joanna emphasized her tone slightly, "We will only help those who really need help. Don't worry, we have a dedicated review team and there will be no mistakes."

Mr. Trueman could hear some impatience hidden in his wife's words, so he did not continue to interfere and remained silent.

The couple did their own things. Ten minutes later, Joanna put on her pajamas and who was on the other side of the bed.

She turned off the bedside lamp and huddled under the quilt, "Good night, my dear."

Mr. Trueman glanced at his wife, who had her back turned to him. He thought for a moment, put down the wine glass, lay down on the bed, and turned off the bedside lamp, "Good night, my dear..."

In mid-to-late February, the impact of the blackout was fading, and the large-scale and protracted war on the front lines also produced more casualties.

The Federation is at a critical moment. As long as we get over it, there will be no more bumps in the future!

Mr. Trueman had returned his attention to his work, and as for his concerns about Lynch, he would talk to Lynch again when it all subsided.

The candidates for various levels of government in the three states of Nagaril have almost been selected, and they will take office at the end of the month.

The encirclement and suppression of the Jerry & Dais Group is also continuing.

The double pressure of power and capital left them breathless.

On Monday of the new week, a haggard Frank appeared in Lynch's office.

There is no trace of his former flying self-confidence on his body, and he looks like a defeated rooster.

"We lost a lot." After a brief exchange of greetings, Frank looked up at Lynch.

He smelled strongly of cigarette smoke and started smoking again while talking.

"The assets of the consortium have shrunk by half. If you want to punish us, we are already feeling the pain now!"

"It's time to stop before everything goes to the worst possible outcome!"

Lin Qi just looked at him with a slight tilt of her head, without speaking, with a smile on her face.

This silence made Frank more uncomfortable in all the right ways, and the emotion in his voice showed it.

"Beating us to death won't do you much good."

"He just uses you as his weapon against us. Do you think you will end well?"

"No, he is different from all the presidents before him!"

During this time, they also studied Mr. Trueman. He was indeed different from all previous presidents.

He has a certain degree of romantic idealism, is very independent, and is strong enough when necessary.

Unlike previous presidents, he can be easily persuaded by others.

Unlike their predecessors and conservative presidents, they always consider the impact of an event on society and whether it will affect the perception of voters.

Mr. Trueman doesn't care about anything. He only does what he wants. He doesn't care about voters or capitalists. He only thinks about his own transformation of this country!

Yes, makeover!

He has promoted the revision of hundreds of major and minor clauses, and it is said that he also plans to attack the Anti-Monopoly Law!

These are all amendments to curb the expansion of capital power. During President Trueman, for the first time, federal capital did not continue to expand and expand, but began to shrink!

His ill will towards capital has been revealed.

Lynch turned to look at the bright sunshine outside the window. At the end of February and the beginning of March, the weather warmed up significantly, and the weather in Bupen also rose to minus five or six degrees.

The sunlight from the window shines in and hits the person's body, making him feel slightly hot.

Warmer than warm.

"Frank, the one who can make everything stop now is not me, but you."

Frank was stunned for a moment, but then his expression turned even uglier.

He knew what Lynch meant.

As long as he declares bankruptcy and accelerates the dismemberment process of the consortium, he will be able to retain a lot of things.

In some artistic creations, it is always mentioned that the company was acquired and the original owner of the company went bankrupt. This is actually a wrong understanding and concept.

Even if Frank declares bankruptcy now and starts asset reorganization, I dare not say if there are more, the remaining seven to eight billion is not a problem.

These high-quality assets will definitely need to be distributed a second time, but this time their losses will be much less. While leaving three to five billion for themselves, they can in turn be re-involved in the new consortium and occupy a certain position.

To put it simply, they, the original shareholders of the consortium, became small and medium-sized shareholders of the new consortium and gave up most of their money.

This saves oneself, and it is considered a favor.

It's just that he and the Dais family are no longer the actual leaders of this consortium, they are just ordinary middle-level shareholders!

Frank didn't say anything. He actually knew that he could do this before he came, but how could someone who had become an emperor be willing to become a minister?

And he’s still an unimportant minister?

He was unwilling to give in, and neither were the Jerry family members!

They believe that the core of everything is still Lynch. As long as Lynch stops, the rest of the matter will be easy to solve.

Frank didn't speak, and neither did Lynch.

After a while, there was obvious regret on his face. If he had known that Mr. Trueman was so stubborn, why would he have to confront him head-on?

If the president loses, he just takes the blame and resigns. This is still a wartime president. Even if he takes the blame and resigns, he has to wait until the war is over.

But if they lose, they lose everything at once!

"I'm not willing to give in!" Frank clenched his fists and then loosened his hands, feeling a little slumped.

"With more than two hundred years and more than a dozen generations of hard work, I can't just watch it disappear."

He made a last ditch effort.

Lin Qi turned around and looked at him with a faint smile, "But you ruined it with your own hands!"

"Nirvana or destruction, your time is running out!"

Frank decided to take the gamble after all, and that was what everyone else thought too.

He put out his cigarette, stood up, and looked at Lynch seemingly condescendingly, "You will regret it."

These words, which were obviously full of threats, seemed ridiculous to Lynch.

He shook his head, "You know what?"

"You are pushing yourselves deeper into the abyss!"