On December 27, although Christmas has passed, the streets of Sacramento still maintain a festive look. It is just that because the temperature is lower, adults have to go to work and work again, and the streets are no longer as lively as they were a few days ago.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Evan walked to the elk tower, and Bob followed closely behind.

The Elk Tower is very close to the official residence and only takes a few minutes to walk.

The giant Christmas tree in the small square under the building is still there, but the colorful lights above are no longer on, and a few light bulbs and fragments of light bulbs are scattered on the ground.

Evan saw it when he passed by and sighed, "It's been so time now, the person who is hygienic is not working yet, and if he is injured, he will be unlucky."

It is a bad luck for the injured and the operator of the Elk Tower.

Walking into the building and taking the elevator, Evan arrives at the restaurant on the 14th floor.

Evan has been here many times. He has hosted Carlson, who has just arrived in Sacramento, and has invited representatives of almost all executives and partners of Magic Seven. However, in the past two years, he has naturally come less often. He only visited Los Angeles. He only visited two or three times a year, all during school holidays.

Today he came here not to entertain others, but to come to the appointment.

Under the respectful guidance of the restaurant waiter, Evan arrived at a location close to the glass floor-to-ceiling windows.

There were already two people waiting there.

One man and one woman.

When they saw Evan from afar, they stood up and waited for the arrival of the guests. When both sides were just a few steps away, Evan stretched out his hand early and greeted the man with a smile: "Long time no see, Rick."

"I'm glad to see you, my friend."

They shook hands casually, and then Evan gave a kiss to Rick's companion, Lilian, who looked very warm in fur, "Ri'an, beautiful lady."

Lilian replied: "Ri'an, Evan."

After the etiquette greetings, the three of them sat down on both sides of the rectangular dining table. As for Bob, he found Zhang Kong's place nearby.

A waiter came up to ask if he wanted to serve the food now. Rick glanced at Evan, saw him shook his head, and ordered, "It's still early, wait a little longer."

"Okay, then you will give me instructions when necessary."

After saying that, the waiter temporarily retreated.

Evan looked at Rick, who had just sat down and held hands with Lilian, and said, "Rick, to be honest, I was really surprised when I received your call in the morning."

"During Christmas holiday, it's fine if you don't take advantage of the holiday and go home to spend time with your family, but you actually come to see me when you have time."

"Even I heard that after the election, Mr. Taft's health was not good."

"Evan, you're still so distant." Rick was not surprised when he was taught a lesson as soon as he met. This shows that Evan thought he was a friend and he had something to say, "But you blame me wrongly. In fact, I stayed at home for a week before returning to California."

Evan nodded, as recognized Rick's explanation, "Mr. Taft's health is fine?"

Rick was silent for a moment and said, "It's not very good, but it's not too bad. In short, Ohio doesn't need to choose a new senator for the time being."

Evan said: "That's good, God bless him."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about something pleasant."

"Well, Rick, have you been to Sacramento before? Lilian, you needless to say, it must be the first time, right?"

Lilian nodded, "Yes."

Rick shook his head, "I'm not, well, in fact, I just came here not long ago, and was on a business trip on duty..."

Evan asked, “How do you feel?”

Rick said: "It's a very ordinary city."

Lilian added: "When I first came to California, I always thought the capital should be Los Angeles or San Francisco, but Sacramento had never heard of it."

Evan laughed and said, "Stop talking about you, I guess most Americans don't know."

"After that being said, Rick, what are you two coming to Sacramento? You can't come to find me specifically, right?"

Rick suddenly showed embarrassment and wanted to speak but stopped.

Evan was stunned and quickly realized that he could hit the bull's eye with casual words.

"What's the matter? Tell me, don't hesitate."

"Since I'm a friend, I can't guarantee anything else, at least I won't let you go empty-handed..."

Evan looked unparalleled, but he added in his heart: "As long as your troubles are not too overstated, for example, if you kill Lilian, let me make an idea..."

Rick was moved when he heard this. After looking at Lilian, he said, "Thank you, Evan, it's a great honor to have you as a friend."

"This is the thing. I took Lilian home some time ago."

"That...is it because your family doesn't agree with you being together?"

As soon as he heard the beginning, Evan couldn't help but interrupt.

Rick waved his hands repeatedly and denied: "This is not."

"That's good..." Evan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If so, I don't have a good idea. At most, I will sponsor you some elopement money, although you may not need it."

Lilian smiled when she heard this, "No, even if Rick has no money, she still has the money for a ticket to Europe, let alone L'Oreal's princess, how could she lack this little money?"

Rick paused, before continuing: "The family has no objection to the fact that Lilian and I are with me, but my mother asked that if we get married, I must return to Ohio to work."

Evan asked at the right time: "You don't agree?"

"Yes!" Rick nodded, "I want to develop in California."

"If you go back, the work you do may be easy, but in fact..." Rick shrugged: "You know, there are many people with the surname Taft, all in Ohio, and it is impossible not to have conflicts."

Evan nodded silently, leaving no comment.

"Anyway, after some negotiation, my mother agreed to stay in California, on the condition that I had to do something."

Hearing this, Evan rolled his eyes secretly. Why is this condition so strange? Isn’t it usually used by his father-in-law to make things difficult for his son-in-law?

Resisting the desire to complain, Evan said seriously: "This condition is not difficult for you, right?"

"So, is it the kind with time limit?"

Rick nodded: "Not only limits time, but also explicitly prohibits me from relying on the power of my family and people in the circle."

Speaking of this, Rick touched the skeleton ring on his left hand.

"Oh!" Evan understood, "So, you came to me."
Chapter completed!