My American magical life
Chapter 1093: 131: Key Moments in an Exciting Era (Haven't Hit 10,000 in a While Hahaha)_2

Chapter 1093: Chapter 131: Key Moments in an Exciting Era (Haven’t Hit 10,000 in a While Hahaha)_2

“What a wonderful night it is today. Welcome, everyone, to Mar-a-Lago. I hope the beautiful scenery here will give you a delightful experience.”

Under the guidance of the club manager, the Great Commander shook hands with the new members one by one, chatted, patted shoulders, and took group photos together.

This smooth sequence of actions was something he was very skilled at; every similar event helped him earn at least a million dollars.

In terms of monetizing his position, he was second only to Mr. and Mrs. Dai’an.

Finally, the Great Commander walked over to Benny.

“Hello, welcome to Mar-a-Lago. You should try the pineapple berry tart here; the chefs are fantastic, and I brought them over from Europe.”

The blond older gentleman belonged to the highly energetic social elite category. He had never met Benny but quickly struck up a conversation with him.

Actually, the taste of the pineapple berry tart was just average, but no one really cared about that.

“Thank you, sir. You can call me Benny. I was previously a consultant for the Disney Group, and now I’m a Senior Vice President at New Era.”

In front of the camera, the two smiled as they stood together. The Great Commander was working hard for the two hundred thousand dollars—he even put his arm around Benny’s shoulder.

After all, Benny was very young, and to the Great Commander, this behavior felt intimate and could convert a fan for himself.

However, Benny’s self-introduction was intriguing and gave him a different impression.

“NEW ROUND? You mean California’s NEW ROUND?”

What is the Deep State?

It might be Federal bureaucrats, or political families from different regions, but it can also be some capitalists deeply involved in America’s power games—specifically pointing out Mr. Charles, who now plays by leveraging political power to enhance his economic power.

New Era, ordinary people do not understand what this company does, but the high ranks of the Republican Party are aware that it is Temir’s industry, representing the new stronghold of the Republican Party on the West Coast.

“Yes, sir. I’m here on behalf of Ms. Temir to bring you a gift. Can we talk privately later?”

The photographer signaled that the photo session was over, and the Great Commander released his arm from around Benny and turned his head to look at this young man.

Benny felt the pressure.

The Great Commander was towering, with eyes sharp as blades.

The supreme power of America was gazing, but he wasn’t looking at Benny.

The Republican Party never lacked geniuses; he was actually quite eager to see what accomplishments Temir and Wolf could achieve.

But he didn’t expect them to start communicating in this manner.

“Alright, I’ll have someone take you over to talk later.”

With that, the Great Commander moved on to start the same routine with the next person.

Benny exhaled a long breath of relief.

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The blond guy’s personal assistant (employed by him, not the Federal) took Benny to the host’s reception room at Mar-a-Lago.

Once inside, the Great Commander gestured for Benny to sit down, then spoke to the security personnel beside him.

“I want to have a private talk with this gentleman.”

“Sir, this…”

“I don’t want private matters to be monitored, understand?”

The security personnel left the room because the Great Commander was just that willful.

According to a Donkey Party media person, he had even secretly called the Great Emperor P seven times while in office.

“You go out too.” The Great Commander said, looking at his personal assistant.

Sitting on the sofa, Benny gulped nervously, feeling anxious.

Meeting the Great Commander of America in private represented a dialogue between the true Deep State and the trustee of supreme power; it was exhilarating.

“Alright, now we can chat. I’ve arranged for my most reliable people to check this place many times; no one will know what we talk about. Benny, you are called Benny, right? I’m sorry.”

Benny stood up, responding as he presented the gift he’d brought personally.

“Yes, sir. This is a special satellite phone prepared for you by Ms. Temir, and you can use it to contact her.”

Looking at the box on the table, the Great Commander curiously opened it.

“A special satellite phone?”

“Yes, Hua Country’s satellite, with a special encryption method that changes every time it’s used. As long as you control the duration of the call, even the most advanced supercomputer couldn’t decode what you talked about.”

In modern cryptography, cracking often relies on the computational power of computers, but as long as the sample size is small, computers won’t figure it out.

“Hua Country’s satellite?”

Question marks filled the Great Commander’s mind.

This affair seemed, possibly, might be a bit off, right?

“Sir, even Hua Country people cannot monitor it. The satellite can only relay data, but the encryption method of the data is set by us.”

“What about recordings? Won’t Hua Country people record them?” The Great Commander became curious.

“The satellite will only leave data behind, and the voice relies on local decoding of the data…meaning it’s decoded on the satellite phone and then converted to voice, sir.”

Benny actually admired Mr. Charles’s caution very much; such prudence was reassuring.

“Alright, so do you want to leave now or stay?”

The Great Commander shook his head and found that the phone had only one contact.

Evidently, the other end was Temir.

“My mission is over now, sir.”

With that, Benny turned and left.

The door closed, and the Great Commander looked over and over at the satellite phone, taking a sip of Coke.

Today’s young people’s ideas are really unusual.

A bit scared, calming down first.

Putting down the Coke, the Great Commander dialed the phone.

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“We still need to launch our own satellite, Chan. This feeling isn’t so good; after all, being under control is too passive.”