The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 226: Or are you dirty?

Governor's Office.

Pound looked at the person who came to him, his expression was a little subtle: "Chris, my old friend, you came to me to tell me that the Senate does not want this bill to pass?"

"This was a mistake, Pound." The old Speaker was sitting in his chair. When he heard this, he felt that the person in front of him was slapping him in the face.

"Mistake?" Pound looked at his old friend and said slowly, "Chris, do you not consider me your friend anymore? I watched Xiong En's debate. I believe you know better than me how bad his answer was. But the proposal was passed, wasn't it? It was still a subtle difference of 21 votes in favor and 19 votes against."

The old speaker felt a surge of anger in his heart at this moment.

The stupid things those idiots did have now come back to haunt them.

"Pound, please believe me, this is not a vote to express the Senate's position. It is really a mistake. There are a few idiots who don't want to offend the Bazel family. They think they can still reject it after voting in favor, but there are too many idiots like this."

Pound shook his head slightly. "If our senators are all idiots, then who isn't? Chris, I still treat you as my friend, so I can pretend that you have never been here today. I hope you can also consider our friendship and stop giving me problems."

After seeing the governor's answer, the old speaker knew that he had misunderstood something.

"Pound, as long as you ask the Senate to re-vote, it will definitely not pass the next vote."

"Then what?" The smile on Pound's face had disappeared. "Then those thugs in California will know that the bill that was originally passed failed because of me! What a good plan, Chris. Next time, those thugs won't bother you congressmen. When they come to me, they won't be carrying pistols, but rifles, right?"

The old Speaker was confused. He didn't mean that at all.

But seeing Pang De's increasingly ugly expression, he knew that this man no longer trusted him.

The old speaker gritted his teeth and said, "Pound, do you know what it means if this bill is passed? What will happen to the public's anger and the interests of those people? By then, all those who signed it will be in trouble."

Pang De said calmly: "No one in the administrative department died. Those people will understand why it was passed."

"Do you want to make it true that a madman threatened the parliament? Pound, calm down, this is a shame!"

After saying this, the old speaker found that Pound was not moved at all.

He knew that he could not persuade her anymore, so he could only say: "I still suggest you calm down, Pound. At least, you have to think about how much money this is. Although Xiong En paid for three months, he only paid for a few injection sites. The time for each injection was his way of saving costs. But once this bill is passed, with so many injection sites, how much US dollars will be spent every day? If you have no idea, at least call your finance minister over to ask him!"

"So, that's why you put this grenade in my hand? Because I still have the final say, so the ball is at my feet?"

"That's not what I meant, Pound. You can just give the ball back to us. I came here just to tell you this, and I don't want you to misunderstand me."

Pound tapped his fingers on the table and said slowly, "What if I call it back and the Senate passes it again?"

"Yes, there are so many congressmen, but I am the only governor. If those thugs go crazy again, they won't know who to look for among you. They may look for everyone, but they can definitely look for me."

"By then, I will be the criminal who prevented the bill from passing, and you will be the perfect textbook example of the American system of separation of powers."

"Pound! How could you think of me like that!" Pound just said calmly: "Now that you're already in politics, Chris, why don't you think others are so stupid? If it was really for tacit understanding, would you come to see me alone?"

"I'm worried that you misunderstood."

"I think I understand correctly." Pound looked at the old speaker calmly: "You should go back, Mr. Speaker. I will consider this matter. At least, I will consult my Minister of Finance."

Seeing that the governor had driven people away, Chris took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I understand."

The California governor breathed a sigh of relief after watching his old friend leave.

He was just as happy as he saw how desperate that thing was.

It's normal for me to sign something that has been passed by the Senate, right?

There should be nothing wrong with my performance just now, right? A governor who is worried about the image of these congressmen who are trying to trick him.

I didn't want to sign it at first, but since you guys treated me like this, I had no choice but to sign it.

Well, it would be even more perfect if I could write an autobiography and include my current mental journey in it.

A dirty political game, the villain is the parliament.

Well, we will have to add a little threat from the Speaker at that time.

Thinking of this, Pound immediately took out his cell phone.

Soon, the governor's chief adviser came to the office: "Are you looking for me, Mr. Governor?"

"Chris came to see me just now." Pound said calmly, "I need to let the media and the public know that he came to my office and how long we talked."

The chief adviser frowned slightly: "You are going to pass the bill, right?"

"Those guys in the Senate were scared." Pound snorted coldly. "21 votes to 19 are telling others that most of them still don't support this bill. Choosing to pass it after the riots is telling those rioters that there is no problem on their side. They have put on their bulletproof vests and want to pass the problem to me? Let me make the decision and take the blame for them? That's a nice thought."

"Believe it or not, if I refuse to sign it, they will suppress the review and then those thugs will show up at my house at any time. Calculating the time, the hemp in the hands of those guys should be mature by then. These old guys want to use my safety and even my life to buy time for them to reduce their losses!"

The chief advisor nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "So, you just want to be a signing machine. After all, the parliament is the legislative body, and you are just a signatory. Since they have already passed the legislation, we have no reason to refuse. No. But this is not enough."

"You need to be the victim so that there will be minimal criticism. After the Senate passes the bill, the Senate President comes to you and puts pressure on you to pass the bill. I will go to the media right now!"

The next morning, the old speaker almost vomited blood when he saw the news!
The "Free Injections" bill was passed! At the same time, news broke that the Senate was suspected of interfering with the judgment of the executive branch.

The old speaker hadn't even had breakfast when the FBI showed up at his door.

(End of this chapter)