"I originally thought that there would be a fierce confrontation with the president here." Sheffield said with a wry smile, "I was mentally prepared when I came in."

"Everything in our country can be negotiated. Besides, I am a patient now." Alton Parker said, changing the topic, "I can still keep up with my thinking, but I can't control some parts of my body. I also can't control some parts of my body."

It’s not that I haven’t seen some patients with this disease. Many people even have problems with their ability to take care of themselves. I hope you and some committee members will not be anxious. If the Republican Party uses my disease to make a fuss, I will complete a cool turn and let William

Brian, restrain your impulses, just like you are in the White House today, we can communicate everything."

Although Sheffield was surprised by the president's understanding, he did not believe a word of what the other party said. This was not any other problem, it was simply that the slave owners themselves did not believe in political people. No matter how nice it was, it was only for the voters.

. Who knows whether Alton Parker deceived him into thinking he was a voter.

He hoped in his heart that Alton Parker was really sensible, but he still had to stay vigilant with other Democratic committee members. If the election situation was unfavorable, they would directly hold a meeting to suffocate Alton Parker to death in the internal election.

"If you don't stay in the White House and sit for a while, with your wealth accumulation, it is unlikely that you will become the owner of this place through elections in this life." Seeing Sheffield stand up and leave, Alton Parker forced out a smile and said.

"So I never thought about being president." Sheffield stopped and turned back, "Mr. President, please take a rest. Maybe there is still a chance of re-election."

Alton Parker watched Sheffield disappear without comment. A moment later, Parker's wife appeared and asked, "What did he come here for?"

"Do you think I am particularly attached to the White House? I guess so." Alton Parker squinted his eyes and said weakly, "Actually, I am just a firefighter. William Bryan lost to McKinley and Roosevelt consecutively. I am

I was forced to represent the conservative wing of the party and participate in an election that was doomed to failure. I did fail the first time, but I won the second time. It’s a pity. My current situation is worse than being a wheelchair, being a wheelchair.

At least it’s just a physical problem. But now whoever wants to accept a candidate who walks tremblingly and speaks hesitantly to face Roosevelt needs courage."

If Sheffield knew about Alton Parker, he really admired his foresight. Later, a president in a wheelchair actually appeared, but unfortunately he was also a member of the Roosevelt family.

"Send a telegram to Arlington. I'll think about it and hire Robert Parker as CEO of Southern Electric Company. Send a telegram immediately." After Sheffield walked out of the White House, he immediately hired bodyguards to communicate with his family.

Robert Parker is the son of the president. A free country like the United States has always favored relatives.

It's like Sheffield brought a group of bodyguards to attend the appointment of Konstantinovich as director of the FBI. This is very normal. The two of them are just alumni of the same school and members of an elite club. Konstantinovich

His grandfather was the Sheffield family's labor trade manager in Eastern Europe, and there are not many left.

Although the newly renamed FBI is a department that seems to be in charge of everything, it is short of people and money. Many tasks require investigators to pay for themselves, but this does not matter.

A mature slave owner will never put his friends in distress. Sheffield himself likes to share wealth very much. No funds and a scarce population? This is not a big deal.

"Actually, some of the employees in my black gold company are very suitable to be investigators, and you can ask them to help you. Aren't you in need of investigators? With me here, it won't be a problem." Sheffield said with a bright smile and Constan

Dinovich clinked glasses and turned to look at the investigators who came to attend the party. Not to mention, they all looked quite plain.

"You are too impatient, although we all know that sooner or later, there will be a day like this." Konstantinovich pretended to refuse like a dog, and then the conversation changed, "Does the FBI listen to you or me?"

of."

"Listen to us, no one can live alone in the world, right? People always need groups, it's just a big group or a small group. Does what I say make sense?" Sheffield said with a smile.

Let some people with black money come over and help you build a network across the country in a short time. Of course, I don't deny that I have some selfish motives."

"In which direction?" Konstantinovich asked with a genuine expression.

Sheffield winked, and the latter understood. The two of them took wine glasses and came to a corner near the window. They opened the window for ventilation. No one noticed, and Sheffield said, "I want you to send someone to follow Roosevelt."

, I want every move of his campaign."

"You are crazy. Once discovered, the Republican Party will not let it go." Konstantinovich looked serious, and was sure that Sheffield was joking? But he was disappointed. The slave owner was very serious, how could he joke?

.

"This is also an experience. You said it's so serious. I'll send people from the Black Gold Company to do the same thing. What's so difficult about it? It wouldn't be difficult for me to defeat Roosevelt. The official election hasn't started yet anyway." Sheffield said lightly.

He said, "No one would have thought that a newly established department would track candidates. What are you afraid of?"

Sheffield really felt that as the director of the FBI, he would be better than this childhood friend. Such a powerful department was supposed to do powerful things. How could he really expect the FBI to bring peace and stability to the United States?

Who asked you to check? What if something is really found out? Everyone is not clean.

In the eyes of slave owners, the FBI is a high-level stability department that ensures that the bastards of the United States will not turn upside down. Director Hoover did this very well in history. He knew what not to investigate and at the same time,

He holds all the secrets in his hands and will be the director of the FBI until the day he dies.

"But the Bureau of Investigation was established under President Roosevelt. I don't know how many people in the Bureau can be trusted. The FBI has just been established now!" Konstantinovitch said in a low voice, "There are many problems here.

"

"That's why I said to let the people from the Black Gold Company come in. To deal with unclear enemies from ancient times to the present, the first step is to add sand into it." Sheffield said quietly, "You directly let the people from the Black Gold Company enter the FBI to investigate Roosevelt, that way

Isn’t that enough? Are these people specifically responsible for you and me? It turns out that the old people in the investigation bureau don’t know about this at all.”

Sheffield knew what Konstantinovich was worried about. He was just worried about overturning the situation and a Watergate incident in the early 20th century. During the 1972 presidential election, in order to obtain information about the Democratic Party's internal campaign strategy, the Watergate incident

Five people, led by James McCord, chief security adviser to the US Republican Nixon campaign, sneaked into the office of the Democratic National Committee in the Watergate Building in Washington, installed bugs and secretly photographed relevant documents, and were arrested on the spot.

Some people say that this is the ultimate battle between the CIA and the FBI. Sheffield doesn't care whether that is the truth. The only thing that Nixon did wrong was that he overturned. If he overturned, he should end up like this. It does not mean that the incident itself was

Wrong!

When it comes to the top forces in the United States, who cannot be killed? Billionaires, scientists, former intelligence agents, from home to abroad, no one cannot be killed. From car accidents to depression, any reason is acceptable.

This is what this kind of department does, otherwise what would you do? Konstantinovich still understands the truth and knows that the two of them are partners in the same group, so he nodded and said, "When will we start?"

"Now!" Sheffield said decisively, "My friends are very anxious and are working hard in different aspects. You are just one of them."

Great monopoly capitalists, unite! There is an undercurrent in the Republican Party. Returning to Sheffield in New Orleans, he clasped his waist with his hands and looked directly at the three rows of selected outstanding employees in front of him. Their extraordinary energy and outstanding quality are so obvious.

Advantages: Forgive Sheffield for being a mortal with naked eyes, he didn't notice any of them.

But it is absolutely true that these people in the black gold company eat his food, drink his food, and wipe his ass when something goes wrong.

"Boss, the people from Cuba are back. It's about Guantánamo." Jesra strode from behind Sheffield holding a piece of paper. The head of the bodyguard knew that his boss had a bad habit and didn't like people in his house.

It's okay to approach someone from directly behind, and in turn follow someone else.

So when Sheffield is standing, he is either alone or surrounded by people.

Taking the paper handed over by the head of the bodyguard, Sheffield glanced at it without saying a word, turned around to leave, pointed at the pile of documents and said, "Jesra, pick people and let them fill out the documents themselves.

I'll hand it over when the time comes, Konstantinovich will keep it."

"I know, boss!" Jesla agreed, standing where Sheffield was just now, and said, "Let's get started, are you waiting for me to find a chair for you? Come on, I'm waiting to let you go to the Prison Trust to work as a prison guard.

."

"Jack, should I fill in the real name or a fake one?" a bodyguard asked, calling his boss's nickname.

Jesra looked back and saw that Sheffield had left, thought for a moment and said, "It's not a bad thing to fill in a fake one. Having another identity is not a bad thing." As soon as the head of the bodyguard opened his mouth, he was an old hermaphrodite, and directly took charge of Sheffield's own decision, allowing the United States to appear out of thin air.
Chapter completed!