Reborn American Giants

Facing Victor, who frowned and said nothing, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of Amfilo's mouth.

He believed that this shrewd young man had fully understood what he meant, and the reason why he was silent now was just thinking about where to go.

"After all, I still have too little experience and I am still too young," Amfilo held the huge cigar with two fingers and puffed out a puff of light blue smoke leisurely, thinking coldly in his heart.

Indeed, when Victor appeared in this manor today and met with Amfilo, he actually had no choice.

This world is a cycle of reincarnation, it is difficult for a new person, and it is even harder for a new person who breaks the old balance of power.

Although this world pays attention to development, for those existing forces, they do not want to see the existence of variables, at least they do not want to see these variables wandering or beyond their control.

As a newly emerging powerful faction in San Salvador, Victor has naturally become a variable in Amfilo's plan, so he must make Victor stand with him at all costs.

"Okay, damn, has it come to this?" There was silence in the room, and Victor felt a heavy pressure pushing him to answer this question quickly.

"Yes, the party's majority in the National Assembly is only twelve... No, after the La Paz provincial by-election, there are only eleven left," Amfilo crossed his hands on his chest in a comforting manner, "As long as there is more

After several by-elections failed, we had to hold an early general election.

Like I said, can Jose find a solution to the difficulties we are facing right now?"

"No," Amfilo waved his right hand heavily, as if a boxer was preparing for a match with his opponent standing in front of him, "Jose is a man who only keeps trying to please Americans.

They sell out the interests of this country in order to preserve their own power.

He has no plan and no direction for the development of the entire country.

If he continues to sit in this seat, we will be in big trouble."

"So, what do you want me to do?"

"We are waiting for the opportunity, just like now, waiting for a few months to create enough public pressure to prompt Jose to voluntarily resign and step down. In this way, it will not cause chaos and commotion within the party, and it will also not give rise to opposition.

Those who were sent could take advantage of the opportunity.

Of course, we must be very careful, very careful, no one can guarantee that Jose will step down quietly..."

Both men in the room knew that even a leader at the end of his rope could still have some influence.

He also has some political followers, some personal friends, and of course support from Americans.

Of course there is another trivial thing, but it still seems to be of some importance.

That is, according to tradition, every outgoing leader has the right to recommend his "successor".

For Amfilo, who hopes not to cause too much trouble, and for any senior member of the Christian Democratic Party who aspires to be the "first person" in this country, this "successor" qualification can allow them to take over the job intact.

Overcome the "political legacy" of former leaders, realize their long-held dream, and reach the top of the pyramid.

"...and you, Victor, your job is to let your people control the situation in the capital area. I know that you and Director Damiani of the Capital City Police Department are very "good" friends, and there is also a fourth

Colonels Antino and Guadui of the Armored Regiment, they will listen to you, right?"

Victor nodded cautiously and silently expressed his affirmation. Amfilo must have made a lot of plans for this day.

He has been the chairman of the Christian Democratic Party for more than ten years. As the embodiment of party discipline and rigor and the implementer of various policies, people respect and fear him. This is not just because of his long-standing principles.

, it can be done by being impartial and selfless.

Among the senior officials in the entire government, he has the most accurate and keen political sense and is in full control of everything.

In other words, these members of Congress have no secrets in front of him.

Who are these congressmen close to?

Who are their bedfellows?

Are they drugged, drunk, and sober enough to vote?

Have they secretly stolen other people's money, or have an affair with a colleague's wife?

All these secrets, these bits and pieces of information, I believe they were all carefully collected and recorded carefully by Amfilo.

In politics, such secrets have tremendous power.

The reason why many congressmen in the Christian Democratic Party are able to secure their current position is because the chairman's office can help them solve all "problems", settle all "trouble", and also help them try to cover up.

They owed Amfilo a huge "favor", and similarly, they also handed the "handle" that could kill them into the hands of Amfilo, the chairman.

The entire political party owes favors to Amfilo, and in his upcoming plan this time, these debts of favor must be repaid properly.

"Chairman, thank you very much for your trust in me." Putting aside the tangled thoughts in his mind, Victor smiled, "...I believe it will be very difficult in the next few months. I need you to be here.

Behind my back, you will continue to provide me with guidance and advice, and you will see that I have always been your loyal subordinate and friend."

"I know you will, Victor."

Victor stood up, "Of course, not a word of our conversation today will be spread outside. God knows it, and the earth knows it. You know it and I know it."

"Haha, my chief of staff always reminds me that walls have ears," Amfilo raised his voice and playfully patted Victor on the shoulder, with a bit of superiority and pride, "...Fortunately you are not such a person.

"

"Vice President, Congressman," just as Victor's mind was racing wildly, Amfilo's secretary opened the door and walked in. He stood at the door and said, "...the coffee is ready, do you need to bring it in?"

"Well, bring it in, bring it in," Amfilo instantly put on his kind smile and pointed to the low table in front of the sofa and said, "Just put it there."

The secretary turned around and waved to the two servants who were following him. In an instant, these strictly trained service staff walked into the room in an orderly manner, like butterflies through flowers, and handed over two cups of coffee and returned them.

There were several plates of snacks placed on the low table in front of the sofa.

"Okay, you don't have anything to do here, please go out," Amfilo said, gesturing to the secretary and the two servants.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Vice President," the secretary agreed respectfully, and then left with two service staff.

Amfilo turned his head and smiled at Victor: "There is a reception meeting here tonight, Victor.

"Everyone" will be here, this party is very valuable, you have nothing else to worry about."

"Of course, I think I will be very happy at the banquet you hold. It would be really rude to refuse the champagne offered by you, Chairman."

"...Well, I'll let someone take you around here first. We'll see you in a few hours."

"I'm looking forward to it..."