Reborn American Giants

"Cesar, I don't want to hear you say things like that again."

Shaking his head, Buniseño Cesar felt that he had been worried and confused recently. He felt many indescribable hidden worries and troubles, and did not dare to think about them in detail. Therefore, he urgently needed to talk to his long-time best friend.

, leader of the Nationalist Republican Alliance, has a good chat with Robert Dabson, who is competing with the Christian Democrats' José for leadership of the country.

This will be beneficial to both their friendship and the ongoing cause of the opposition party.

As a result, in addition to spitting out a mouthful of pool water with a strong smell of disinfectant, there were also two words that he had worked hard to turn from ideas into actual words - "resignation".

The two of them were exercising in the swimming pool, which was Robert's only long-standing hobby.

He believes that if a man cannot control his body, how can he control his mind and resist the temptation of desires that can be seen everywhere.

Therefore, Robert Dabzon has to swim for half an hour every day, but the only change today is from freestyle to breaststroke, so that Bunicenio can keep up with his speed.

Robert didn't know that it was because of his almost stubborn persistence that many people who had been with him for a long time were miserable and had to pay a lot for his hobby.

"I think this is the best of both worlds," Buniseño felt that he had to express his attitude. The next time he would have enough courage to say such a thing, he didn't know when it would be. "My personal matters cannot be discussed."

You are also involved, so I need time to deal with it. It will be good for everyone if I resign."

"I don't agree," Robert spat out a mouthful of water and finally decided to go to the shore to have this conversation. He swam up to the edge of the smooth marble-lined pool.

"Cesar, we have been good friends since college. Some despicable gossip media reporters may exaggerate your private life, but I will not write off our thirty-year friendship just because of this. I am even surprised.

, you actually think that I will let you resign for this reason..."

Robert's head was shiny because it was stained by the pool water. He rested on the edge of the pool and said these touching words to Buniseño in the water. Then he pushed hard with both hands and jumped out of the pool.

Ashore.

It seems that the swimming effect is good, and Robert has maintained a much stronger body than other politicians of his age.

"If I were a company here, you would be a member of the leadership, and this will never change." Robert took the towel handed by a service staff, wiped the water stains, and looked at the cloth still in the swimming pool.

Nicenio said.

Buniseño shook his head, trying to sort out the myriad of things in his mind.

The reason why he resigned was not only because of the divorce, but also because of other pressures coming at him from all directions due to the general election.

The pressure was so great that he almost felt like he couldn't breathe. He had insomnia all night, and was anxious and full of distress all the time. Not to mention that it was personal to him, but it was also related to the moral values ​​of the entire society.

Values ​​and ethics are at odds with private interests.

If you can't be honest with yourself, how can you let Robert, your best friend and boss, understand you?

After thinking about it, Bunicenio felt that taking advantage of this divorce might be a good time for him to leave. After all, it takes great courage to say certain things, and Bunicenio felt that now

I don't have this kind of courage.

"Suddenly I felt that everything was different. The streets I was familiar with, the neighbors I met and greeted every day, and those friends, even I looked at myself differently. You know, old friend, my marriage is

It's like a pair of glasses, which have allowed me to view all the problems in the world from a specific angle for a long time. Now that the glasses are removed, everything has changed. This situation is really scary..."

"Old friend, I feel very sorry for the marriage between you and Mehra. After all, I am the godfather of your eldest daughter. I should take care of your affairs," Robert comforted as he threw the towel back to the waiter standing aside.

My old friend said: "It's really distressing. Women always do things in a wrong way.

It’s so unpredictable, and sometimes I can’t figure out what those women are thinking. But I only know one thing, Cesar, it won’t work for you to handle everything by yourself. You can’t do it at the same time.

Losing your marriage and giving up everything in your career..."

Robert squatted down, put his hand on the wet shoulders of Buniseño who had swam to the edge of the pool, and said sincerely: "The whole world knows me, they respect me and love me, just because they need me, they

Who really understands me? And you, old friend, are the only one who understands me. Therefore, I need you to continue to serve me here and contribute your strength. We still have a lot of work to do! So, I need you to continue to serve me here and contribute your strength.

, I will not allow you to resign..."

Buniseño looked at his old friend's thin face, with protruding cheekbones but bright eyes. He couldn't help but feel that the reason why Robert was so energetic might be because he had a burning fire in his heart that could keep him going.

A vigorous energy to deal with all the troubles facing the party.

But now everything has become different. Mehra's divorce certificate threw him into the center of the whirlpool. He struggled in the unfathomable water, but he could never reach the bottom. He couldn't get up or down.

Flapping.

He suddenly felt that he had never stepped on the bottom in his life, not even once. The marriage that seemed so glamorous to outsiders was just a "disguise" for him to hide his inner desires. In the dead of night, he lay in bed,

Mehra was lying next to her, trying hard to suppress her emotions.

His love life is empty, without foundation and no real relationship. Even though he knows that his second daughter is probably not his child, he doesn't care. Maybe Mehra thinks this will

It was a kind of revenge against him, revenge for his indifference towards her, but Buniseño felt that it didn't matter, as long as the woman who had been with him for more than twenty years could get some inner comfort, then so be it...

The sudden realization in this flash of lightning made Buniseño feel panicked. He hurriedly threw himself in the swimming pool, trying to get out of the muddy water before disaster struck.

But the man in front of him told himself that he was very important to him. Suddenly, these words became very meaningful to him, very important.

"Thank you, Robert my old friend."

"Don't thank me in a hurry, old man. I need you," Robert waved his arms, asking a waiter to put down the two cups of scented tea on the silver tray and leave. "I've spent a lifetime waiting for you.

Where you are today, do you remember when you were in college, we often drank and talked all night long?

I remember you talked about a lot of ambitions at that time. Once the opportunity comes, we need to do this and that... Now, the opportunity has come, we can't throw it away in vain, we just need to kill Jose's lackeys raised by the Yankees.

, Cesar, you and I, the whole country will be at our mercy.”

"If there is really no hope between you and Mehra, then forget about her as soon as possible and look forward with me. The most important stage in my life is about to begin. I cannot lose my most trust and friendship.

Deep friend," Robert waved his arms so urgently and so fast that Bunicenio couldn't help but think that no one could stop his old friend.

"There are still many things to do, don't make a decision easily. Hold on for a few months. If you feel you still need to rest, then we will discuss it, but please believe me and stay with me, everything will be fine.

I promise you..."

Buniseño was actually not persuaded by these heartfelt and ambitious words.

He really wants to escape, but where to escape? He has no direction now. He really doesn't dare to think that he is finally free now, but he doesn't know whether he can control such a thing as freedom.

He stood quietly, letting the water drip from his hair. He was confused, but the man in front of him was so determined, so what is the importance of everything? He couldn't make a decision, and now the people supporting him standing here were

The only reason left is a sense of responsibility.

"Then, old friend, I will help you."

Either ascend to the clouds or fall into hell, he added silently in his mind.

"Very good……"