American Fortune Life

“Thank God for feeding me today, ask Him not to swallow at meals, ask Hiccup after meals, ask Him to absorb everything I eat, make me look healthy and handsome. Amen!”

Andy was shaking Ivana's little hand, holding his mother's hand, closing his eyes, making a prayer before dinner, but his prayer was kind of funny.

Ivana, with her eyes closed, smiled forcefully, her cheeks slightly red on her beautiful white face, red chun, not letting herself laugh.

“Oh... ”

“The kid.”

Grandpa Smith smiled and shook his head, knowing that his grandson didn't like to stick to tradition. Every time he prayed before dinner, he liked to mess with strange prayers from his childhood.

“Dinner. ”

Everyone opened their napkins with a smile on their faces. Li Wanqing and the maid began to split the meal. Old Smith cut the steak with a knife and fork, and said to Andy, "How was the King's meal you had with him at noon? ”

“Not bad, the hot dogs are really good there.” Andy smiled.

“His PR and marketing team did have a set that helped him create a successful image.” Auston very much agrees.

“It's not easy to be president. You have to rule the country and act.” Andy doesn't have a nagging gutter.

“It's a big play, but directors, cameras, and the whole fake team can do it!” Ivana shook her head with a smile.

“Ha ha... ”

When they heard Ivana's words, they laughed in unison.

“After exchanging opinions with you, I'm afraid his biggest worry now is how to spend the trillion dollars he's about to get.” Old Smith forked a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

“Indeed, how to spend this trillion dollars to effectively stimulate the United States economy and seize the opportunity to reorient its development is enough for a while.” Auston nodded with deep approval.

An extended family of people here, including Ivana, who has joined this century-old political family, is undoubtedly highly knowledgeable and interested in American politics, even though Andy, who once hated politics, was personally involved in the game once he was born.

“With an economic stimulus package starting at $800 billion, plus the remaining half of the $350 billion in financial rescue packages, we now seem to be truly Cairnists.“ Old Smith said while eating, "the experts agreed that injecting $1 trillion into a dying economy would accelerate the operation of the goods and services engine, the so-called" cumulative aggregate demand, "which could at least stimulate some short-term economic activity, even if all this money could only be thrown into the pit. ”

“A trillion?“ Andy smiled uncomfortably as he poured a piece of beef into his mouth, grinning coldly: “From the start of his project, it has sparked the predatory fanaticism of this era. Novelists from all walks of life in the United States, zoos, museums, and everyone who can afford to lobby are now waiting in a long line to split a piece of cake from this economic stimulus plan.

To be honest, this money, it's not enough for so many people, and it's going to test our new president and his team's ability, the first tricky plan, to put it badly, is either God or the devil. ”

“Oh, that's why you lobbied him to include the new energy plan in the first part of the implementation plan? You got what you wanted and became a big winner.” Old Smith smiled with comfort.

“No way, his plan is $130 billion in medical care, $100 billion in education, and $30 billion in highways. $10 billion for the construction of subways and railways and $3 billion for the improvement of airport facilities. The remaining $275 billion will be used to compensate for the tax relief burden. That's 55 trillion dollars, and if I want to split a piece of cake from it, I can only get NEV projects implemented early in the first batch.

You know, the new energy plan, which includes more than $20 billion in tax rebate subsidies to promote research and production of new energy, $32 billion to upgrade or build new energy-related electricity systems, and $31 billion to promote energy conservation measures in buildings.

Almost all my Tesla companies are on edge, such a big piece of cake, and I don't rob it. I'm so sorry, God! ”

“You son of a bitch, don't use God's name.” Grandma Andy drowned white and scolded Andy with a smile on her face.

“Cough, sorry, Grandma.” Andy chuckled and coughed twice to apologize.

“It still depends on how they spend their money smarter. However, it is foreseeable that the chaos and rivalry surrounding this trillion dollars will continue. Look, the noise is still behind us.” Auston's eyes squinted slightly and his mouth rose, revealing a faint smile.

“At least the Washington lobbyists will make a fortune.” Ivana's eyes twinkled and smiled.

Her voice had just fallen, and Old Smith's eyes turned to her, showing a satisfied and merciful smile on her face, and nodding with a smile: "Indeed, the lobbying group will be a big winner. But I've heard Kanhai say before that the first thing he's done since he took office is to open a lobbying group... ”

Speaking, Old Smith couldn't help but smile, “He's moving everyone's NAI cheese! Let's not talk about the attitude of other people, that is, within the Donkey Party, there will be people picking things out, and the end result is that our new president has been made to look ashamed by his own people. The network of lobbying forces here is huge and deep-rooted, and it is difficult for anyone to shake their position. You shake this huge machine with an executive order, and, heh, he's thinking too much. ”

The smile on Ivana's face grew more and more glamorous, and Andy smiled and looked at her and asked Old Smith, "Grandpa, are we sitting on the right side of the podium tomorrow? ”

“Well, behind the Flying Shoes couple, you and Ivana are important VIPs. ”

The corner of Auston's mouth is unnatural. He looks at his son in a depressed way. You know, he's not sitting so far in front of the congressman. His son is fine. He's sitting in the second row.

“Who will be absent?” Andy's eyes flashed and his eyes glanced at his grandfather, curious to ask.

When he asked the question, everyone's eyes focused on Old Smith's face, and Ivana was a little unknown, so she blinked her eyes at Andy, and she followed them to Old Smith.

“Secretary of Defense Gates.” Old Smith drank soup with a soup spoon and said his name by surprise.

Ivana blinked her eyes and looked at everyone holding their mouth and shrugged, looking at Andy with an interrogating look, and Andy's side was attached to Ivana's ear, saying: "He is not present to ensure that the government will not lose its head in the event of any emergency. ”

Ivana opened her eyes and nodded suddenly.

Originally, as a result of the small flying shoes of the current President, the inauguration ceremony will be attended by President-designate Guanhai and officials of the United States who hold the core authority of the State. As is customary, all such high-ranking official events will not be attended by a high-ranking member, such as the inauguration of the new President tomorrow, when Secretary of Defense Gates will be in a private place to avoid sudden events such as terror or catastrophe and a situation of lawlessness.

After dinner, the family sits around a flaming bear, warm fireplace, tasting the finest blue mountain coffee, chatting, from time to time you can hear the laughter of the crowd, full of warmth and harmony.

Ivana covered herself with a blanket, snuggled in Andy's arms, and Andy stroked her golden hair with her hands from time to time, chatting with her family about his previous trip to sea and talking about the dolphin hunt for the Fast Silver.

“By your word, are you ready to go on your voyage after the inauguration?” Auston frowned slightly, looking at his own son, and asked in a strange tone.

“Of course, I'll fly to HK, rendezvous with the Express and continue the cruise.” Andy shrugged his eyebrows, looking exactly like you guessed correctly, and said carelessly.

“You're really laid back, and you might as well spend some time with Ivana and your college degree...” Auston enjoyed his evil son so freely and wantonly, it was a bit envious of jealousy, especially the unintended ones, nothing extraordinary, it was like an impulse to beat him up.