Martin left, in disgrace, like a stray dog.

When he came, he was confident, but when he left, his face turned gray like a dead grass.

He thought that with the general trend of "workers", all enemies were made of paper and unstoppable. However, he never thought that what he really made of paper was himself.

"Bang!" Carl, who had just commanded the man to pack up the props, pushed the door and walked into the conference room. "Evan, the workers are excited, should they organize?"

In the conference room, Evan was "toasting" Davidson, and he was so popular just now.

Of course, Evan just refused to drink.

Davidson, who is good at drinking, did not refuse, but he knew very well in his heart that he said, "Evan, today's credit is not me alone. Weber's investigation and the information you sent are all the key."

"So, if you want to drink, everyone will keep drinking, come on, Carl, Webber, Evan, uh, forget it."

Carl smiled and picked up his own cup, clinking with Davidson and Webber, and the cup made a crisp sound.

After drinking, Davidson volunteered to Evan: "Evan, the factory needs to resume production as soon as possible, so I'll organize it with the workers."

Evan nodded: "Okay, go."

At this time, Weber also said, "I'll go and help!"

After a storm, it was the time to perform. Weber didn't want to be a quality manager for the rest of his life.

Evan waved his hand, letting them all take their own care, and sat down to the original Davidson position.

The other two left, but Carl did not leave.

Evan pinched the root of the high-legged glass with his right hand, shook it gently, and looked at the wavy champagne, and asked casually: "Carl, why didn't Martin investigate and act before he targeted us?"

Carl thought for a while and replied, "It's probably because he's anxious!"

"He thought he had discovered a road to heaven, so he couldn't wait to walk up."

Evan shook his head and said, "No, this doesn't feel like it's just that."

"At the end of the day, I think his abilities don't match his ambitions."

People must have self-knowledge!

"Working in politics is not just about having a flexible mouth, although most of them only have one mouth."

Carl said: "Evan, I don't think this should be said from your mouth."

"Huh?" Evan looked up at Carl, saw him with a serious look, and smiled softly, saying, "I'm talking nonsense, just listen, don't take it seriously!"

Carl sighed softly.

Evan waved, "Okay, stop standing here, go see what Davidson has to help..."

Carl didn't move, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Evan, I have an offer."

Evan put the mouth of the cup in front of his nose, smelled it, and opened his mouth, hesitating whether to "break the precept" and take a sip.

"you say!"

Carl said: "Evan, I want to resign from the position of General Manager of Magic7."

"Hmm?" Evan put the wine glass on the conference table, looked at Carl, frowned slightly, and after a while, he asked, "Carl, do you know why I asked you to be the general manager?"

Carl nodded. In order to improve his business capabilities, Evan needed not a person who only understood the law. In addition, Carl was the only person Evan trusted at the moment.

Evan asked: "Have you thought about it?"

Carl nodded again.

Evan thought for a while and asked again: "In your opinion, Davidson can trust it?"

Carl said: "Yes."

"From this incident, I think Davidson is qualified in terms of ability and loyalty. I think it is feasible to let him take charge of Magic7."

"Since that's the case..." Evan thought for a while and said, "In a few days, after the factory stabilizes, you can formally propose it."

Carl breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Evan!"

Seeing Carl's expression, Evan smiled and said, "Why, is it so difficult for you to be this general manager?"

Carl shrugged and said relaxed and comfortable: "I am only twenty-six years old, but I don't want to be bald if I am less than thirty."

"I think it's better to be with Evan and be a relaxed assistant. Besides, you're going to Los Angeles in two months, and there must be someone around you."

"Assistant?" Evan shook his head hilariously: "Your ambition is so 'big'."

Carl smiled slightly, not ashamed, but proud.

"Forget it, let's not say anything, just do whatever you want!" Evan stood up and prepared to leave the factory.

Before leaving, he ordered Carl, "Go and tell Davidson, I'll leave first, and leave all the things that follow."

"By the way, let him handle the union."

"The union is a sharp blade that cannot be placed in the hands of others, but must be controlled by ourselves."

"You ask him to find a good candidate, and you must not go on business."

Speaking of this, Evanton made a moment, and then added: "By the way, Carl, let's talk to Webber before you leave."

Carl was stunned when he heard this, then replied: "Okay, I understand."

It seems that Evan still does not have complete trust in Davidson.

It was almost evening when Evan returned to his official residence.

As soon as he entered the room, Evan walked straight to the kitchen, and Nina was preparing dinner with the assistance of Virginia and Aunt Susan.

"Nina, I'm back, what to eat tonight?" Evan asked while coming to Nina, while peeking at the kitchen counter: "It's salmon again."

Evan was a little disappointed.

"Don't make trouble! You'll be good to eat, but you dare to pick on each other?" Nina slapped Evan away, and then said with concern: "How is it, has the problem been solved?"

Evan came to Virginia who was cooking the sauce, and while trying to compensate for the taste, he replied, "Tonina and Earl's blessing, all of them are done."

"That's right, that's good!" Nina said.

"Oh, you're stealing food again!" Virginia was accidentally killed and was succeeded by Evan. While scolding, she pushed Evan out: "Go out, go out!"

He was driven out of the kitchen and Evan slowly came to the living room. He turned on the record machine, and after a sound of electric current, the music came out of the speaker.

"Doctors, lawyers, Indian chiefs, they're all making money!"

This song has just appeared on Billboard and its name is "Doctor, Lawyer, Indian Chief".

It's also appropriate.

Evan sat on the sofa and before dinner could start, he called Audrey's house.

"Boy, don't call Audrey all day long. She's cooking and she's not available!"

Unfortunately, Joseph answered the phone.

Evan put down the phone in disappointment.

"Dingling!"

Not long after he put the phone down, it rang again.

"Hey, I'm Gillard."

"Evan, I called to tell you something, NBC I took it!"

...

He was disgusted, but when it was time to serve, Evan still ate the salmon with great flavor.

During the meal, Earl took the initiative to discuss current affairs with Evan.

Earl speaks slowly, but every sentence is meaningful. This style is extremely rare in politicians. Of course, Earl is a legal background and a senior and proactive prosecutor, so it is not impossible to form this style.

At the dinner table, Earl briefly talked about the recent major events in China in just a few short sentences, from the wave of strikes that began at the beginning of the year, to the confrontation between the Republican and Democratic parties in Congress due to price-based prices, and then to the incident of Martin.

"What do you think about these, Evan?"

Evan was a little surprised that in the past, the protagonist of this "father-son play" drama would only be Colin. After he clearly stated that he would not be in politics, Earl never forced himself to do so. Why is it coming again today...

Evan glanced at Virginia who was winking at him, and snatched a piece of fish from her plate with a fork while she was not paying attention. Then he ignored Virginia, looked at Earl, and replied, "Nothing, Earl."

Earl said: "It's okay, just talk about it."

Evan looked at Earl with a weird look. After a while, he put down his knife and fork, wiped his hands, and said, "Okay, for the sake of last night, I will just say a few words."

"In the past six months, the United States has been in turmoil and does not look like a victorious country at all."

"Without the pressure of war, the union and the Democratic Party broke up. During the entire war, the people in China accumulated a lot of dividends. After the war, they had a strong desire to consume, but because of strikes and reluctance to sell, prices lost control. It can only be said that Mr. Roosevelt is so lucky, and Mr. Truman is a little unlucky."

"Of course, Mr. Truman has done well enough. Although he is tough in resolving the strike of railway workers, he has finally ensured that the country will not be in trouble."

Speaking of this, Earl suddenly interrupted and asked, "What do you think of the means that Truman tried to maintain prices?"

Evan thought for a while and replied: "Not really! Truman tried to convert the Price Bureau into a permanent department and let the Price Bureau control prices, but ignored the falling wages. This practice would not work. What's more, the Republican Party could not make the Price Bureau a federal standing agency."

"The exact way Truman is to either control wages and prices at the same time, or ignore both, well... from the current situation, I think Truman will choose the latter... Let the Price Bureau die and throw the blame on the Republican Party."

"Of course, the people's eyes are bright, and you will know whether they live a good life."

"So, Earl, this year's midterm elections, the Republicans may be able to turn over!"

"At least, our California Representatives can be replaced by another person."

"Oh?" Earl raised his brow for Evan's extremely bold prediction and said, "Why, are you optimistic about that new candidate?"

Evan glanced at Earl strangely and smiled, "Are you not confident Earl? He was chosen by your '100-person committee'."

Earl smiled lightly and agreed to Evan's words.
Chapter completed!