Reborn American Tyrant

In one operation, William White lost seven of his men. Never since the creation of this intelligence unit had there been such a loss. It was only one operation, and if there were more, this was simply an unacceptable loss.

Tiger's men here and Max's men are two different things. Barley's security are mostly fighters, some with severe battlefield trauma syndrome. To put it bluntly, these men are basically expendable, and if they can't get out of this mess on their own, they'll be destroyed sooner or later.

And that's not even the worst of it. As the situation unfolded, it became very clear to him that the era of treating the CIA like fools was over. Little Bush may not understand, but his old man does. Think about when Edgar Hoover, the flowing president of the unchanging director, the old man is good to be dead, if a few more years to live, it is unlikely that anyone can accept.

Since the founding of this country, the conversation about the need to limit the power of government has never stopped. In fact, even Roosevelt, as strong as he was, couldn't say that he could have a one-upmanship policy. Most of the time, the guy's proposals would be shelved. Or for this reason, he deliberately indulged Japan's ambitions, which he did on purpose.

Unfortunately, Little Japan had a terrible sense of the big picture, and if he had given up on the big rabbit, more blood would have been shed.

If the president's power was restricted, would there have been peace in Yonaguni?

Unfortunately, no.

Do you know why antitrust?

Because it was so lawless, the unrestrained monopolistic giants were willing to start wars to fight their competitors.

What was the Civil War fought over?

Capitalists in the North need markets and workers, and farmers in the South don't buy them. We are only federal now, and if we can't, we can still separate. Low prices for agricultural products did help concentrate industry, but what about the interests of the farmers?

The South lost the war, so you see, Rice is a big agricultural country, but the farmer's life is not easy. At the end of the day, these were just the aftermath of the defeat, and if the South had won, hawk sauce would have been more like the Maple Leaf next door.

The war ended, but no one, not even the Southern commander-in-chief, was put on trial. Because at the end of the day, the Yankees got into this thing, and it doesn't really make sense, if it's against federal law, they broke almost everything they could.

An inexplicable war, not only directly to the collapse of the rice country itself, but also almost missed the best opportunity for development. If you go to the root of the problem, you'll find that it was the merchants who started it all, the poor peanut-tons who needed the pants, and the monopoly oligarchs who could strip the government of its monetary power.

The Federal Reserve, when it was first set up, was actually a private institution.

Similar to the oddball Lu Buwei, the capitalists like Dahmer and Rockefeller who held the purse strings were in high spirits. At that time, it didn't matter who the president was, it was who was the head of the MiFed that was the focus of attention.

But that was it. When Ying Zheng ascended to the throne, Lu Buwei naturally had bad luck. How can an emperor become a business if you have the guts to be a dog? When you need it, you are just a night pot, which is still very comfortable to use. As for after use, think about the feeling of diarrhea.

Then, these consortiums of the rice country, will it be any different?

No, even though the presidency is a high-risk profession. But, once in that position, these diaphragm things are going to be targeted.

"Max, I'm afraid not this time. Little Bush is no Curtis.

Alas, I called you back this time because I wanted to strengthen the action. Those guys are crazy, and the fastest and easiest way to obliterate them is what I want.

As for the CIA, I've drawn a line in the sand and don't interfere with our operations. Alas, the Germans are our allies, and this time there's a whole lot of noise. The most troublesome point, the next time, still needs their cooperation." William White was indeed ballsy, and knowing his own business, no one wanted to see another Edgar Hoover, even if he himself could hardly guarantee it.

You've got enough power, enough money.

Is that enough to travel the world?

Unless you dismantle all the institutions, you have a group of people who will drive you forward. You never know, one day they will be wearing yellow robes.

If you look at it this way, you can mix sand with sand. The more secretive you are, the more people will be afraid of you. In that case, you might as well take the initiative to make some adjustments.

"This is really giving face." After putting down the phone, Xiao Bushu is also a little curious, you know, William White and the CIA can't pee in the same pot, this is not news at all.

"If he really doesn't know how to move forward, do you think he can develop to this extent?

If you can't even compromise, then you really need to reassess. Edgar Hoover also listened to the roots of the wall at best, and he didn't say drive Kennedy away himself."

Little Busch's mouth twitched a bit, he did not take kindly to Pop's spitefulness, left and right was just a star, not how pretty kind. Well, with the added fame, it seemed pretty good, but it was just good, and it was kind of funny to ride on his political life.

"Pops, I think, that guy is actually lazy and doesn't want to take on too much responsibility. If I were him, I'd consider stepping back now."

If William White were here, he'd go and give him a hug or something. The confidant, worthy of being his own good friend, actually understood his own thoughts.

Unfortunately, it doesn't matter what he thinks. What he should do, someone must cooperate.

If Yang Zhiyuan cooperates, Soeasy is not for sale. Unfortunately, the wings just got a little hairy, and this product is going to get rid of it completely.

Here at Amazon, it seems to be the same pattern. Looking at the diluting shares, William White is overwhelmed with grief and anger.

It's just as well, since you're so unhappy, we'll just fight, huh, I really think I can get you.

For William White's sloppy operation, don't say parties, the capital market is amazed. Nima, you have investment vision is one thing, you are good at capital operation is one thing. But when it comes to business management, how can you, a guy from USC, compete with those superstars?

What stunned a bunch of jerks, however, was the fact that this guy ran his own company and still showed unparalleled strength.

Not convinced?

Fight until you are convinced that your buddy is not interfering in your business because he is lazy. If you have time to deal with money, you might as well have more sons.