My American magical life
Chapter 1132: 145: I’m here for XX, what are you trying to do?_5

Chapter 1132: Chapter 145: I’m here for XX, what are you trying to do?_5

“Get out!”

“Sir, no matter what, you shouldn’t…”

“If you have any objections, have your master discuss them with me. William, you’re just a waste, I’m telling you, you’re already dismissed!”

“I won’t accept this!”

“Whatever, I don’t welcome incompetence wasting taxpayers’ money!”

Hutter belongs to Achilles, and at the same time, he is the sole Republican Party member within the bureau, yet a minor role that the Great Commander can’t handle.

Mike Pompeo, seemingly ordinary, but besides being Secretary of State, he’s also a Koch family senator, aligned with Achilles’s views. Considering the current pressure within the diplomatic system, the Great Commander can’t handle him either.

Only Minister of Justice William was appointed by the Great Commander for one reason: he’s old enough, obedient enough, and sycophantic enough.

He belongs to the bureaucrats rather than politicians, and his masters, the Bush Family, have already been sidelined within the Republican Party.

Considering all factors, the Great Commander chose to lash out to prevent being consumed by anger.

Thus, only William’s world was hurt.

—————–

San Francisco, Will’s car slowly drove into the California Children’s Health Development Foundation.

Upon reaching the gate, he directly parked and walked into the building, as the security at the entrance knowingly took over parking duties.

The foundation’s first floor consists of several interconnected function halls and a visitor reception area.

Today, the bustling activities in the hall caught Will’s gaze for a long time as he looked through the window, even licking his lips excitedly.

If he didn’t truly love children, why else would he become the Chairman of the Children’s Development Foundation?

However, there was still business to attend to today, so Will didn’t linger and went straight to the meeting room.

“Sorry, I’m late.”

It turns out that this guy had a wild smoke session last night, causing him to be twenty minutes late.

Nonetheless, evidently, his subordinates didn’t mind his tardiness.

Regardless of his presence, everyone still had to work, Will only needed to guide the general direction and approve some funds.

However, just as Will sleepily nodded off, casually progressing the meeting, the meeting room door was pushed open.

Several members of the special investigation team rapidly flashed their credentials before yanking the trembling Will from his seat.

Geweil shouted in panic.

“I’m here for a meeting, what are you doing?”

This fat man punched and kicked, resisting desperately while shouting loudly.

But Geweil was quickly subdued by the special investigation team, twisted arms pressed as he was escorted out of the meeting room.

While leaving, a Forbes agent turned back, reminding.

“This arrest has nothing to do with you all, there’s no need to worry!”

Before he finished speaking, Geweil suddenly shouted, broke free of the team agents’ grasp, and lunged towards the window opposite the meeting room door.

Tell my brother, I’m not a wimp!

Brother, I, Geweil, won’t screw you over anymore!

At this critical moment, a nearby agent pulled out a stun gun, sending a jolt of electricity, nearly shocking Geweil into submission.

Pinned down like a dead pig, the agent cuffed him and dragged him downstairs.

The Forbes vehicles participating today were all ordinary civilian vehicles, allowing for swift and secretive action, but upon departure, discretion was no longer necessary.

One thing mattered—speed!

Dragging the dead pig-speedily loaded into the car, several vehicles immediately set off for the nearest helicopter pickup point.

As Geweil was escorted by Forbes onto a plane heading toward Washington D.C. headquarters, Governor only realized this matter later.

However, since he was attending the Stanford University summer camp guest talks, he had to suppress all thoughts, temporarily putting Will aside.

Let him go, they neither dare nor have a reason to kick me out now!

You ask who they are?

DEEP STATE, Deep State.

Deep State behind the California Elephant Party, Deep State behind the California Clique.

Niusen is certain he’s far from exiting the stage!

He might even consider that the unexpected attack by Cheng was a kind of unconventional assist.

External pressure rises, only then can the internal solidarity increase, these things are mutual.

Cheng uses external pressure against Wolf, and Niusen can use external pressure against his aunt.

Everyone strives to live vigorously; in the combat arena of power, there aren’t many weaklings.

Because, fundamentally, the weak never obtained the qualifications for a ticket!

—————–

New York, Manhattan, 40 Wall Street, where the tallest building in New York City center resides.

The industry of the Great Commander, his billion-dollar path reaching its peak here.

The highest tower in the center of the world’s most developed city (once the world’s tallest building), sounds incredibly cool, doesn’t it?

But Wolf doesn’t like it here.

Cramped, narrow, and traffic congestion.

Thus, building too high isn’t ideal either; if it had a flat roof, a helipad could be placed, allowing Mr. Wolf to make a low-profile landing directly on the helipad.

On one of the floors below the top, Wolf met his future father-in-law.

Why not the very top floor?

Because the two floors above are more expensive, and nobody understands how to make money better than the blond old boy!

“Wolf, may I call you that?”

Although he plans to marry his daughter to Wolf, the blond old boy is actually not very familiar with him.

“Of course, sir, I will respect you as I do my father~”

For reasons unknown, the Great Commander shivered suddenly, perhaps because he gained a filial son, too happy?

“The matter with Will is being pushed by Achilles and Koch, Temir’s brother plans to help them. Wolf, you and Tiffany must set your wedding date soon.”

Principle of interest: place personal interests first, small group’s interests second, faction’s interests third, others’ interests fourth, the nation’s interests fifth.

You ask why others’ interests rank above national ones?

Ha, dear, not everyone has the courage and responsibility to offend others for the nation’s good!

Applying this principle to the Great Commander’s decisions reveals.

Turns out, the Great Commander isn’t timid, rather he doesn’t want to make wedding clothes for the enemy!

Or, compared to concerns about risks, the Great Commander more often considers personal gains and losses!