My absurd experiences in North America over the years

"I knew you would take this step sooner or later," Li Fu clearly knew this.

CP's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this. "What do you think... will be the final result of my election this time?"

Li Fu pondered for a while. If he waited another four years to run for office, he was certain that the CP would win. Now he actually had two years to prepare, so he might as well give it a try.

But if we do this, will it trigger a chain reaction?

If we disrupt the established outcome, wouldn't that be a case of losing more than we gain, and shooting ourselves in the foot?

The CCP is different from other presidents in history. He needs a grand and dramatic effort to make America great again to drive this. Are the historical conditions ripe now?

This is clearly a big question mark.

"I believe you are destined for greatness, but for the next two years, destiny and fortune are not on your side," Li Fu decided to play it safe.

He's only 27 years old, what's wrong with waiting another four years?

CP clearly didn't understand Li Fu's translation of destiny and fortune into English, and couldn't help but frown.

This cannot be blamed on Li Fu. The limitations of English vocabulary are there; he can only translate the literal meaning, and the deeper meaning is difficult for foreigners to understand.

In order to explain destiny and fortune, he eventually brought up the emperor of the country and gave a long explanation.

CP probably understood. He was extremely excited that Li Fu used the title of "Emperor" to describe him, as he harbored a certain obsession with kings and emperors.

However, it is said that his ancestors were indeed related to the British royal family.

Li Fu didn't care what the CP thought and continued, "You only have name recognition now, but you have no political foundation. The primary election is a hurdle because you haven't proven that you can get votes in any state."

He can conclude that the establishment will absolutely not support the CCP, because the idea of ​​making America great again has not yet taken off, and grassroots voters have little trust in the CCP.

Winning in 2012 will be quite difficult.

"But... my popularity has been rising," CP clearly didn't think so.

"These are all unreliable. Even some polls conducted by certain organizations are not very credible because they cover too few people," Li Fu concluded directly. "In my opinion, the chances of winning are not high. It would be better to take this opportunity to prepare for the next election."

CP remained silent for a while. He could laugh off what others said, but Li Fu's "prophecy" had already undergone repeated verification. "So what do you think I should do?"

"Announce your candidacy first, and I can get the media to help you build momentum. It's important to let people realize that you are a politician first and a businessman second," Li Fulai had thought about this issue seriously beforehand. "But that's not enough. You have to withdraw before the election officially begins."

He knew that the CCP would not gain support from other politicians in its first run for office, so withdrawing from the election was a strategic retreat to gain favor with the establishment for prioritizing the overall situation.

This is preparation for running for office four years from now.

CP was clearly still somewhat disappointed. He had finally made up his mind to make a big splash, but it turned out that "fate" was not on his side, and he would have to wait four years.

"Can you handle these four years?" he asked Li Fu.

"No problem. I just need to stay out of the political and business vortex for now, lie low, and wait until everything is ready before we go all out," Li Fu had already planned everything.

He's even considering buying an entertainment company; the entertainment industry might be a safe haven right now.

The joint fund's investments, such as stocks and gold, are all medium- to long-term holdings, with the shortest holding period being one year. As long as the team manages the holdings well, it doesn't require as much worry as it does with forex trading.

As for the domestic industries that are being considered for investment, those are not under the supervision of North American politicians.

CP leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a long time.

The twilight outside the window was deepening, and the office lights dimmed. He didn't get up to turn on the lights, as if he was using the darkness to process the weight of their conversation.

"There's something I didn't want to tell you so soon," he paused for a moment, "but it's related to your situation, and the sooner you know, the better."

Li Fu frowned slightly. "What is it?"

"Do you know what Washington is preparing lately?" CP lowered his voice. "I've heard some of it. Those idiots are actually planning an arms sale to a certain place, on a scale of over six billion."

Those idiots clearly refer to the president's cabinet and staff. The Democrats control both houses of Congress, so the bill's passage is not hindered at all; it's currently in the final stages of processing.

Li Fu had some recollection of this in his previous life, but he never imagined it would be an order worth over 60 billion.

Is this black president insane?

He felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind, and he even had a fleeting thought of killing the other person, but after thinking about it, he felt it was too risky. Besides, what would happen if he killed him? The vice president taking office would still be the same established policy.

CP could tell that Li Fu was a little angry, and continued, "And then there's more! He's also planning to meet with someone who will definitely make you angry. The president and cabinet have already coordinated the time, and it should only take about ten days to half a month."

These two events are a combined punch. If the Black president wants to deliver both blows simultaneously, he will, as always, first exert pressure on sensitive issues, then use a tough stance as a starting point for subsequent negotiations, forcing a certain major power to make concessions in various aspects.

CP was also an expert in this area, so he saw through the ideas of the black president's cabinet at a glance.

"Is Hillary Clinton behind this?" Li Fu had anticipated these questions, so his anger only lasted for a moment. What he was curious about was who was pushing these people.

"Smart," CP gave Li Fu a thumbs up, "She has always been a hawk on major powers..."

He suddenly remembered something, and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "You must be careful of her; she has a lot of ideas about young and handsome men."

"What?" Li Fu had no idea the topic would turn to this.

"Strictly speaking, it's not exactly a secret," CP shrugged. "They each have their own lovers, and Hilary's daughters aren't necessarily all her husband's."

Li Fu was a little nervous after hearing this. He had heard some rumors about Hillary in his previous life, but those were about Leonardo DiCaprio.

He actually has a bunch of lovers?

In fact, the CP wasn't making things up. Former pollster Mark Payne hinted in his book that Hillary Clinton's marriage was at least one-sidedly open, and Hillary's assistant revealed that the two had long been having their own affairs.

In addition, an insider revealed that Hillary Clinton also had many lovers in retaliation for her husband's infidelity, including her legal advisor Vincent Foster.

Some media outlets even reported that Hillary Clinton had been dating five men at the same time.

Such insider revelations are usually not baseless, and the fact that the couple has been repeatedly involved with Raleigh Island further proves that they are both sluts and whores.

"Anyway, be careful," CP said, fearing that Li Fu might fall into their trap, whether through political persecution or other means.

"Don't worry, I'll make that couple suffer a big fall sooner or later." Li Fu was preparing to retreat into the entertainment industry to lie low, but that didn't mean he would do nothing. There were some things he would investigate.

"I understand how you feel, but it's not appropriate for you to make any political moves recently," the CP had to remind Li Fu, urging him not to act rashly.

"Don't worry! I won't do anything reckless, and I'll stay away from you on my own initiative," Li Fu said with a smile.

He knew exactly what the Black president's cabinet would do next, such as trade wars, military confrontations, and technological blockades against major powers, thus completing a complete reversal of the foreign policy towards major powers.

Finally, the Indo-Pacific strategy of "returning to Asia" was launched.

The next three years will be the most turbulent period of anti-China sentiment in the United States, and any move he makes in the political and business spheres is likely to be amplified.

"What do you mean by staying away?" The CP still hopes that Li Fu will stay in New York for the time being. The mayor has guaranteed that Li Fu and his related businesses will not be investigated without cause. This is another safe place for them besides Nashville.

"I can't stay in New York for long this time; I'll have to leave in at most two weeks," Li Fu said, explaining his two reasons for leaving New York.

New York is actually the real political and business vortex center of the East Coast, and staying away from here will make it less likely to attract the attention of enemies.

Another reason is that his identity is too sensitive. Since the CCP has decided to enter politics, the further away he is from politics, the more beneficial it will be for the CCP.

"What about the projects here, and the joint fund?" CP couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Some of the projects here are already completed. The remaining parts will at most require my signature. As for the joint fund, it will not be affected at all." This point had already been planned when Li Fu came.

The CCP surely understands that Li Fu is actually worried about hindering his accumulation of political capital.

"Where are you planning to settle down next?" He guessed that Li Fu wouldn't stay in Nashville either, since Cole would either run for senator or governor next.

Could the youngest daughter of the Forrest family become Nashville's youngest mayor?

At least they should have absolute power in the city council!

During such a sensitive period, he will not jeopardize his foundation.

So where else can we go?

"It should be Los Angeles or Chicago," Li Fu thought, deciding to temporarily lay low in the entertainment industry.

Forrest happens to be a major shareholder of Time Warner and the true controller of the Tribune, both of which have many entertainment projects that can be explored.

Entertainment is not just about providing basic entertainment; it's also a weapon against liberal multiculturalism.

In other words, he couldn't really be considered to be in a state of dormancy; he was merely shifting his focus to the battlefield of public opinion.

"Oh, right," Li Fu suddenly remembered there was something he hadn't mentioned to CP, "You'd better write a book that profoundly reveals the plight and crisis of the white working class in the Great Lakes' 'Rust Belt' under the wave of globalization. I've already thought of a title: 'The Country Man's Elegy.'"

This book, in its predecessor, was written by Vance, a former deputy to the CP, based on his personal experiences, and was published in 2016.

There is still a four-year gap, but the working families in the Rust Belt have changed from one person working to support a family of five, living in small villas and driving pickup trucks, to being "victims of the times" filled with alcoholism, drug addiction, and trapped by class struggle and regional poverty.

Knowing Trump's writing skills, Li Fu quickly added, "Let Ivanka do the research. It would be best to go deep into the community to understand their family experiences and hardships. There's no need for exaggerated embellishment; the more authentic, the better. If you do it well, they will all be your core support base."

The CP hesitated when mentioning Ivanka.

Li Fu's eyelids twitched involuntarily. "What's wrong?"

"Ivanka is three months pregnant," CP said in a surprising statement.

The three months coincided perfectly with the time Li Fu left New York... a perfect match.

Li Fu knew very well whose child Ivanka was carrying.

The CP also understood, and even comprehended, why their daughter did this.

Li Fu had lost the desire to continue the conversation; he was going to see Ivanka, and he was going right now.

After the elevator doors closed, he stood in the car for a long time. The indicator lights ticked down one by one. He didn't press any floor buttons, but just stood against the elevator wall, looking a little dazed.

He had a premonition that night in the car, but it still felt somewhat sudden at this moment.

When Li Fu walked out of the building, a cold wind hit him in the face. He stood by the roadside instead of getting into the car immediately, hoping the cold wind would help him stay more alert.

About two or three minutes later, he got into the car, then took out his phone and found Ivanka's number.

"Li?" Her voice was slightly hoarse, as if she had just woken up; she might have already fallen asleep.

"It's me," Li Fu said, his voice trembling slightly. "I'm in New York now, I'll come find you right away."

Ivanka was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then almost immediately guessed, "You know?"

"Your dad told me, I'll be there soon."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After a brief phone call, Li Fu took a deep breath and instructed Thompson, "Go to Seven Springs Manor."

Thompson started the car, drove through the Manhattan night, crossed the Queens Bridge, and the East River was almost invisible in the darkness, with only a few streaks of light from distant lights stretching across the water.

He had crossed this bridge many times, but never before had he felt such mixed emotions, a mixture of joy, bewilderment, and confusion.

Seven Springs Estate is a luxurious estate located in the countryside, about forty miles north of New York City.

Li Fu arrived safely an hour later.

Ivanka had instructed the gatekeeper to open the manor gate immediately upon seeing Li Fu's license plate.

Li Fu eagerly peered out the car window. The estate was vast, and a light was on in the porch of one of the buildings, casting a warm yellow glow that outlined a soft contour on the snow. That was where Ivanka was temporarily staying.

The black sedan stopped in front of the building. He pushed open the car door, got out quickly, and was met with a sudden rush of cold air, but he didn't care.

Ivanka was standing at the door waiting for him, wearing a loose beige sweater with her coat casually draped over her shoulders, as if she had just stood up from the sofa.

From Li Fu's perspective, her abdomen did indeed have a slight curve, though it wasn't very noticeable unless you looked closely.

"Why did you come out? It's so cold outside!" He quickly stepped forward and took Ivanka's arm, his movements very careful.

"It's only been three months," Ivanka smiled gently. "It's okay, don't be so nervous."

"You don't need to come out to pick me up. I'm tough, a few gusts of cold wind won't hurt me," Li Fu helped Ivanka into the house, closing the door behind them to completely shut out the cold wind.

Ivanka stood under the light in the entryway, looking intently at Li Fu from a short distance, about ten centimeters away. She was quieter and more affectionate than usual.

Li Fu couldn't help but reach out and stroke her cheek. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"At that time, you were facing federal investigation. Your father said your life or death could be in Thomas's hands. I didn't want you to be distracted at that time," Ivanka said. She was extremely worried at the time, but fortunately, everything turned out alright in the end.

Upon hearing this, Li Fu couldn't help but pull her into his arms; at that moment, he truly couldn't afford to be distracted.

"Don't worry about me. Dad arranged a private doctor, and everything is normal now. Except for being a little sleepy for the first two months, I'm much better now," Ivanka said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

A long-awaited reunion is always especially heartwarming.

The fireplace in the living room was burning, the firewood crackling softly in the flames, and the indoor temperature was exceptionally comfortable in this cold winter.

Ivanka pulled Li Fu to sit down on the sofa, and the two snuggled together, recounting their experiences during this time.

The TV was still on, but the volume was low enough not to bother them. The images on the screen kept changing, but no one paid any attention.

Late at night, Ivanka fell into a deep sleep leaning against Li Fu.

Li Fu carefully carried her to the bedroom, covered her with a blanket, and then returned to the living room to turn on the computer.

He had an idea on his way here.

That is to set up a separate fund, with Ivanka and their children as the beneficiaries. She will provide the money herself, and it will have nothing to do with Forrest Capital or CP Group.

The amount is tentatively set at US$200 million, and the investment will only target two stocks: Tencent and BYD.

As for why these two stocks were chosen, the reason is simple: besides their unlimited future potential, they are also listed in a major Eastern country. Even if he is "purged" here one day, it will not affect Ivanka and her children receiving this money.

At the end of 2009, Tencent's market capitalization was approximately HK$2890 billion, and its share price was around HK$160.

The company's growth logic is simple: its social networking and gaming businesses are covering the entire Greater China market, and this is just the beginning. It will be easy for its market value to increase more than twenty times in the future.

BYD's stock price fluctuated between HK$55 and HK$59 in January 2010. The company had the backing of Buffett in its early days, and its electric vehicle patents and battery business would completely change the entire automotive industry in the next decade or so.

This investment could grow tenfold without much difficulty.

Li Fu's temporary allocation is, at current prices, to buy approximately 500 million Tencent shares (approximately HK$8.8 million, or US$1.1 million) and approximately 1300 million BYD shares (approximately HK$7.15 million, or US$9000 million).

They can cash out their assets in a decade or so, and even if it's not the peak, Ivanka and their children will be financially secure.

He is the greatest guarantee he can currently provide.

Before we knew it, two or three hours had passed.

Li Fu is still preparing materials and plans for establishing the fund. He cannot let the outside world know about this; he must do it personally.

When Ivanka woke up and didn't see Li Fu, she got out of bed and went to the living room.

"What are you busy with? Why aren't you asleep yet?" She hugged Li Fu from behind, pressing her cheek against his hair.

"I want to set up a fund for you and the children to ensure your future life," Li Fu said, tilting his head slightly.

"A fund?" Ivanka was somewhat surprised and touched.

"Yes, this money will not pass through anyone's hands. It will be put directly into a trust fund set up in your name, with you and your child as beneficiaries. No matter what happens, this money will not be used."

Li Fu told Ivanka about his thoughts.

"Actually... you don't need to do this," Ivanka said. She is not short of money. The CP Group is currently thriving, and the United Fund is at its peak.

"No, I have to do this," Li Fu gently shook his head, looking into her eyes. "I can't guarantee that everything will go as planned in the future, but I have to at least ensure that no matter where I am, you and our child will always be safe."

Ivanka hugged him tightly, her voice choked with emotion.