Red Blood Dragon Knight

The president’s chief adviser, Doreny, stood outside the door, feeling that today’s sun was exceptionally dazzling. He was exposed to the scorching heat of summer, but he did not feel the heat. On the contrary, he felt a chill in his heart. After all, this day was avoided. It's impossible.

Doreny sighed for a while about President Brad's change, and he didn't know whether this change was good or bad for the future of the Semitic.

As an elite who was born in a family of scholars, who has traveled abroad, drank human ink, and was directly assigned to the presidential palace as the chief aides, Dorenny has always had a utopian ideal in his heart, wanting to establish a clean and wise official, and the people abide by the law. A loyal ideal country.

But the cruel reality told him that this was just the naive fantasy of idealists.

For a long time, Dorenny's sense of the President of Brad is very good, because President Brad is a rare good person in officialdom.

A president who doesn't understand anything, he will be a puppet in the hands of bureaucrats and be deceived or manipulated by them, but it is not necessarily a bad thing for the Semi.

This president is not a fool for good and bad, and it is almost impossible for others to manipulate him to do bad things.

The most frightening thing is a president who doesn't understand anything, but is shameless. He just thinks that he knows everything better than others, and he always likes to stand on the side, command and dictate, and is arbitrary.

For example, Chongzhen, who is known as the second diligent government of the Ming Dynasty, and Xiao Xige, a military scientist with invincible wisdom, seem to be the smartest.

In the end, it was a trivial matter to get rid of one's head, but it would be too embarrassing to let the brothers around him follow.

But now that the President has given the order, as a wage earner, he can only do what he ordered.

Ask yourself, Doreny still has some expectations for President Brad's maturity as a politician. The president is great, and his staff can do a great job and accomplish a career.

The staff is just his political life, not the end. Dorreny's ultimate goal is the governor, minister, speaker, or justice for life.

After everyone left, President Brad looked at the empty room, but he was extremely proud and couldn't help but smile: These little bunnies no longer have the arrogance that came from the bones of the past. A bunch of little kids who don't know the height of the sky.

President Brad was not incapable of not feeling it before. These so-called high IQ elites have a vague contempt for their own kind. What the old man said he has worked in the political axe for 30 years and has rich experience.

But as a good old man, he did not show much ability in the past. Therefore, he can only ignore the past-anyway, his position as president cannot be taken away.

But today, Uncle Brad used his hand slightly, and once he showed his power, he immediately cleaned them up.

I couldn't help but smirk in my heart, they are still too young, but this is also good...

He immediately turned on the phonograph again, then tilted his leg on the table, and took a sip of the purple-red wine, the fine taste and mellowness with a slightly bitter beauty.

Immediately, a violent sound of music came from the phonograph.

Then a high-pitched and loud tenor suddenly sounded: "My sun, how brilliant, that brilliant sun is like the gleam of your eyes..."

The stirring singing echoed in the oval office.

As a traditional Caribbean, he grew up listening to the sound of waves, and he also heard the peculiar loud voice of seaside sailors. Therefore, although Fiona has brought him a lot of world famous songs, he has always But he only has a passion for this song "My Sun".

I always like to sit in the sun, sipping fine wine, and listening to the love songs of the world-famous male shouting.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of his energetic and vigorous youth. I think of the girl standing by the river, wearing white clothes and gentle eyes...

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At dusk, although the summer heat has subsided, the geothermal heat has already risen at this time, the temperature has not dropped, and the ground is like a steamer that makes people more uncomfortable.

President Brad sat in his room with ice cubes and electric fans, enjoying the pleasant cool breeze, but he was at ease.

He was tasting the red wine while listening to the music from the gramophone. Then he estimated the time silently in his heart, and it was time for the consultants sent out to report back. .

I don’t know if these governors were very enthusiastic about his contact this time? These guys are all his subordinates.

Is everyone rushing to show loyalty to themselves and send more soldiers to themselves?

What should I reward them?

Now that the political axe has just been established, it really can't come up with any money. As for official positions, with the exception of the departments directly under the political axe, local and parliamentary positions are not owned by his president.

Why don't you wait for local elections to tell them good things, or even help them with election campaigns and canvass for votes? Relying on his name as the president, he didn't believe that he couldn't live with those hillbillies.

But if you go by yourself and that idiot is not elected, wouldn't it be a shame for the president?

Oh, it's really a headache!

No way, who made Uncle Brad the president of the destiny, the sun of the Semi people...

The expression on President Brad's face was momentarily serious, momentarily smirking, and it was wonderful. Just when he was thinking about it, he heard a knock on the door.

Brad just yelled ‘Come in’, and then Pastor had appeared at the door.

He was sweating profusely, his shirt was half wet, and his hair was wet on his forehead, looking embarrassed and a little worried.

Brad couldn't help but smiled and said, "It's hot, right? Sit down and take a break."

Immediately after turning around, he rang the intercom on the desktop, and said to the microphone: "Noak, my dear housekeeper, give our dear Pastor consultant a glass of iced soda."

A few seconds later, the butler appeared at the door, and a glass bottle with a cold mist was placed in the tray in front of Pastor.

Pastor was not polite, picked it up, raised his neck, and poured the entire bottle of Coke in one breath.

As soon as the cold water entered his stomach, Pastor felt the heat on his body disappeared, and it became much cooler at once. Even the hot, dizzy brain was instantly awake, and then he couldn't help but belch.

Brad smiled and asked relaxedly: "How did you talk to the governors? How many soldiers and horses are they going to give us?"

Pastor hesitated for a moment, his face was very embarrassed, and he looked at Brad carefully, and said hesitatingly: "About, maybe, maybe, there are 30,000 horses..."

Brad immediately shook, and lost his voice: "What... why so little!"

Pastor bowed his head down in frustration. Who told him to mess up the important things the president had accounted for? This is related to the prestige of the president and the future of their staff.

President Brad calmed down and said in his heart: This is not normal. There are more than 30 governors, it is impossible not to have one third, and he said in a deep voice: "You told them, I will reward them later. ?"

Pastor smiled bitterly and said: "Say it. I told them that this is a personal favor for your Majesty the President, and there will be a good return in the future."

Naturally, this personal favor is more humane than doing official business, and being able to say this means that President Brad is ready to let his bloodlett.

Brad frowned and said, "What then?"

Pastor thought for a while, then sighed and grinned: "They don't take it seriously. Some people say that the army should not move in an extraordinary period, otherwise it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Brad was silent for a while, looked at the table in front of him, and couldn't help thinking: Where is the problem? The face of your own president is not good? What do they rely on? Do these guys really think they are a vegetarian?

It is impossible for them to directly promote themselves, but it is easy for the president to give them a stumbling block at a critical moment.

At this time, Pastor hesitated for a moment, and then hesitated: "Your Majesty, in fact... In fact, you can't blame the governors for not being praised for this matter."

Brad suddenly raised his head: "What do you say? What do you know?"

Under his sharp gaze, Pastor couldn't help feeling flustered, and smiled reluctantly, and said, "Your Majesty, this is the case. Although these governors are your subordinates, your Majesty has no right to appoint or remove them at will.

Under the axe of the New Deal, after a five-year transition period, they will participate in elections in the localities, and only the local council can impeach them. We have no control over them.

What's more, this time to learn is also to see the face of the human coalition. Which of the teachers in the class to the dean of education is our Semitic?

Haven't they all been sent by the human coalition?

After they finish learning, they will naturally become students of these high-ranking high-ranking human officials such as Wabador, Obahem, Leo, etc., and they can scare people when they say it.

With such a relationship between teachers and students, you can easily hug the thighs of those high-ranking human officials. "

Brad couldn't help but sucked in an air-condition, it really is nothing political!

An obstacle arises when not paying attention.

At first, I thought it was just a small study class and transferred the governors to vacate them, so I didn't take it to heart.

Now it seems that it is a big pit, enough to completely overhead the entire Semitic upper layer!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help regretting it for a while: Fiona also tried to persuade him to go to the study class by herself, be a teacher or something, and get closer to the students.

But President Brad is very self-aware, knowing that he is not that green onion at all, and he didn't like to learn when he was in school, let alone let him teach.

Therefore, through the establishment of the new political axe, the busyness of official duties was pushed away.

If I knew that, even if I broke my head in the first place, I would have to grab the position of a teacher.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to bring in seven or eight cronies, and it wouldn't be so burnt.

Now think about it, the reason why those governors were cleaned up by Leo’s obedient posts, there is also a big reason, because they have taken a fancy to the future heir of Lei Erye Ruman Empire, and the chairman of Flying Eagle International Datulas Group. Identity.

With such a relationship, they can put aside their own, hug the second master Lei firmly, and hug Lorraine's big thick legs.

This thigh is not generally thick, and it can be held until death. With the scourge of Leo Lorraine, it is not a problem to live for another ten years.

"I'm still inexperienced!" Just when he couldn't help regretting, Pastor continued: "In addition, they also colluded with the members of the Parliament."

President Brad couldn't help being shocked again, and lost his voice: "What did you say?"

The parliament’s hands were stretched too long, it was actually colluding with these governors, and it didn’t take the grand president Brad into consideration.

In the future, do you still want to collude with locals and take him as the president?

Grandma, the unlucky Uncle Brad has a good daughter and fished a good son-in-law, otherwise, I really can't play with these dirty, despicable, shameless puppies!

Pastor said: "According to my observation, several of them have even turned to the opposition party in order to preserve their power. The opposition party promises to vote for them all in future local elections."

Brad couldn't help but snorted. Originally, he was still a little bit reluctant to collect black materials from the congressmen, but after he was educated in **** facts, he suddenly came to his senses. There is no good bird in this group of grandchildren.

In fact, it is understandable that the MPs and the Governors have a relationship, and the law does not prohibit them. It can only be said that they have this need for each other and use each other.

I think that when President Brad was in the city, he often gave money and gifts to the officials in the Imperial City of Akadrien. On holidays, weddings and funerals, and officials’ birthdays, they would also seal a big red envelope. .

But now Brad is the president, the supreme head of the Semi, since ancient times, the **** has always determined his head.

As the president, the last thing the supreme leader wants to see is the **** opposition to unite, which will greatly increase the difficulty of his work-a president who does not get a majority in parliament can do nothing.

At this moment, he finally realized that Lorraine’s original sentence, "The so-called good people are only worthy of being a good person if they are worse than the bad guys." It is not a joke—if you can’t be worse than the bad guys, you can’t fight it The bad guys can only become their stepping stones.

President Brad settled down, and then waved: "You take a break first, and when the others come back, let's talk carefully."

After a short while, a group of consultants came back to report on the progress of various places. The news is mixed.

But the most fundamental point is that those opposition puppies...well, the opposition lawmakers, accompanied by Anderson, after drinking and eating, they immediately turned their faces and refused to admit it.

He also laughed at President Brad for being poor, and would only use sugar-coated cannonballs against everyone. They would not be fooled.

After Anderson finished speaking, he couldn't help but secretly look at Brad with his eyes, for fear that the president would get angry and save himself from the fresh job.

But what is strange is that Brad is not angry, but has a calm face. He just kept tapping the tabletop with his fingers, as if thinking about something.

The room was quiet for a while, only the monotonous tapping of Brad's fingers remained.

After a while, he said: "Anderson, you go and contact those councillors again. It doesn't take too much effort to deal with them. Understand?"

Anderson was overjoyed at the moment and said: "Thank your Majesty. Your Majesty did not complete the task properly. He was negative, but his Majesty is generous and does not take any..."

Brad laughed and scolded: "Well, we are all our own. It's too far-fetched to say these things. If you want to keep talking, I'm going to change."

Although this was not funny at all, everyone present chuckled lightly. And Anderson was even more excited, nodding his head, obviously the president has not disappointed him.

Brad turned his head and looked at the sky outside the window, and said, "Well, everyone, it's getting late, so go back early.

Remember~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Everyone's task will continue tomorrow, and you can't shrink back because of this small setback.

I don't believe it. Our minds are struck by iron. I am such a courteous corporal, doing good deeds that benefit the country and the people. They will really stand on the sidelines. "

A group of consultants listened and admired them: "All the people in the world are the president."

"Even the legendary bird sashimi soup, it's nothing more."

"If the people know that the president has endured such humiliation for them, they must all be moved to tears."

After hearing the enthusiastic flattery of everyone, Brad had no choice but to laugh and curse. Waved everyone to leave, but once again let Dorennie stay.

Dorenny sat on the sofa and looked at the eyes of all his colleagues almost crazy, but he could only smile in his heart.

Although he is now deeply trusted by the president, he feels that his future is bleak, and even the future evaluation in the history books is definitely a white-nosed clown. The president next to the president specializes in slanders and deceives the holy. , Framed Zhongliang's Jian Chen.

If it weren't for the tempting position of chief adviser to the president, he would almost quit and go home.

After waiting for no one, Brad said: "Dorenny, how is this intelligence agency formed?"

Dorreny said: "Basically already formed."

He paused, looking at the surprised look on Brad's face, then smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you don't know, Madolins originally built this intelligence agency to detect officers.

Later, the human coalition entered, and none of the people in the intelligence agency ran away. All were captured by Lord Luo's CIA.