Chapter 1235. What to do next?

"No." Wilson, who had always been friendly, rarely put on airs and looked down at Watson in an arrogant and condescending manner. Watson completely lost his temper and turned around angrily and left without even looking back.

After he left, Wilson turned around and said to Lin Tian and others: "This is not the place to talk. We will talk about everything when we go back."

"What are you worried about?" Lin Tian stayed aside and watched for a long time. Although he didn't understand what Wilson and Watson were saying, he could tell from their faces that the conversation between them was unpleasant. Later, Watson

Leaving with a gloomy face, Lin Tian was even more sure that Wilson seemed to have some kind of worry in his heart.

Wilson carefully glanced around and saw that except for his bodyguards, they were Lin Tian and the others. However, he was not in a hurry to explain. He just said lightly that we would talk about it later, and walked towards the elongated Lincoln not far away without looking back.

Cai Hongfu patted Lin Tian on the shoulder and whispered: "You will naturally know everything after you go back."

Lin Tian also sensed from their cryptic attitude that there seemed to be something hidden in them that he didn't know about, so he stopped asking any more questions and left with Cai Hongfu.

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The angry Watson drove alone and did not return to the police station. Instead, he prepared to drive to a private villa. The speed was very fast. Firstly, he was afraid of being followed. Secondly, he was eager to report the matter to the President.

After about an hour of trekking, he parked the car in a grove in a low-key manner and walked to a private villa not far from the grove. The villa looked ordinary on the outside and was not much different from other villas.

It’s so conspicuous that you can tell it’s already quite old from the ivy covering the walls.

Pushing open the patterned iron gate, Watson walked straight to the door of the big house without even ringing the doorbell. He tried to pull it open and pulled several times, but found that it wouldn't move, so he had to knock on the door several times.

No one answered for a long time. When Watson thought there was no one in the room, the door opened. A burly man wearing sunglasses and a light gray woolen suit stood in front of Watson and asked expressionlessly:

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"I am Watson, and I want to see the president." Watson introduced himself without even raising his eyelids. It seemed that the huge height gap between him and the strong man did not make him any uneasy. He was still 1.8 meters tall after all.

Five, but he visually judged that the strong man in front of him must be at least nearly two meters tall.

The strong man said "Wait a minute", turned around and walked into the room. Watson did not dare to enter the mansion without permission, so he had to wait boredly in front of the door.

After a while, the strong man came back and said to Watson: "The president wants you to go in."

Watson thanked him and strode into the room. The president's room was on the second floor of the villa. Watson had been here many times, so he was no stranger. He walked up the stairs to the second floor, followed by the scarlet carpet.

In the middle of the corridor, there is a room with an open door.

The temperature in the villa is at normal temperature, which is much milder than the biting cold wind blowing outside. The president is wearing a patterned nightgown, and sitting next to him is a beautiful woman with wet hair in the same nightgown.

Needless to say, the two of them were wasting their time just now.

The charm in the room made Watson, who had important things to do, blush. He lowered his head and coughed softly. President Michelle turned a blind eye and allowed the blonde beauty to sit on his lap.

"Is everything done?" Michelle asked listlessly, yawning tiredly, like a sequelae of overwork not long ago.

Watson stood in front of the room, his eyes full of spring, and he could neither enter nor retreat. He was hesitantly considering whether to go in. When Michelle asked, he shook his head and said, "I'm really sorry, we failed.

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"What? Did it go wrong?" Michelle's voice rose an octave, as if he was surprised. The beautiful woman sitting on his lap was also startled by him and gave him a worried look.

Watson was also frightened by his voice. He had worked under Michelle for many years and was very familiar with his temper. However, if Michelle, who seemed to be easy to talk to, really angered him, the consequences would be disastrous.

If someone discovered a body in the moat that day, it would most likely be him. He was filled with doubts and could not help but feel chills running down his spine and sweat breaking out on his back.

Michelle suppressed her anger in time, lightly patted the round and tight buttocks of the blonde beauty sitting on her lap, and urged her to leave impatiently. The blonde beauty did not dare to delay any more and leave the bedroom.

There is a desk in the bedroom, which is where Michelle usually works and rests. He stood up from the chair. His body was in good shape and there was no sign of gaining weight. He was neither standing nor sitting at the door of the bedroom.

Sheng said: "You honestly tell me everything clearly..."

Watson did not dare to neglect, and told the whole story of the Vice President's campaign in detail. The President smoked his eggplant and his face became more and more ugly, indicating that a storm was about to come.

"Say it again?" Michelle seemed to wake up from her sleep, her face flushed, and her rosacea was even more dazzling. She stared at Watson fiercely and said, "The perfect plan has failed.

How did it happen?"

Michelle's rage made Watson really bewildered for a moment. He kept talking for a long time, but he couldn't explain clearly the cause and effect, which made Michelle even more furious.

He couldn't help but roared: "Watson, you stupid pig, how could you get things to such an irreversible point?"

Watson was very aggrieved. He was just an executor and a chess piece to say the least. Unexpectedly, Michelle, who was extremely angry, dumped the fault of the failure on his mind regardless of the reason.

, which made him feel aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

Michelle, who vented her unnamed karmic anger on the silent Watson, gasped for air, looked at him fiercely, and said accusingly: "Tell me, why?"

Watson raised his head with great difficulty, shook his head in confusion and said: "Your Excellency, I don't know..."

"What?!" Michelle felt so angry that she slapped Watson involuntarily and said angrily: "What do you mean I don't know? Could it be that just one word of ignorance can wipe out all the mistakes?"

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After receiving a slap, Watson only felt a burning pain between his cheeks. He didn't even dare to rub it. He explained: "Your Excellency, I am just an executor. I am not aware of the incident."

The angry Michelle couldn't help but be stunned by these words. She looked at Watson in a daze. She was stunned for a long time, then waved her weak hand and said, "I understand, you can go."

Watson understood that the President finally woke up and understood that the responsibility did not lie with him, but he had completely lost the President's trust. It would be very difficult to see the President again in the future, so he simply said it clearly once to avoid being held accountable by Michelle later.

Getting up will make him unable to eat and walk around.

Before he walked out the door, he turned around and said seriously: "Your Excellency, there is something I have to say."

Michelle, who was deep in thought, did not hear his words at first. It was not until Watson repeated them that he raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"If the Vice President hadn't obstructed me, I don't think Lin Tian would have been able to escape at all. As a result, my action failed because of his obstruction." Watson was making excuses for his failure. He asked the secretaries to

Scheer understood that he would not be able to do the job well unless he was the one doing it.

"Wilson?!" Michelle said through gritted teeth and nodded: "I understand, you can go."

Seeing that his anger had not subsided, Watson knew that talking more would be useless, so it was better to leave first. Michelle didn't have any thoughts at the moment. After thinking alone for a moment, she picked up the phone in the bedroom and dialed

String number.

"Hello, Mr. President, I am deeply honored to receive your call..."

Michelle was not in the mood to listen to the endless flattery on the other end of the phone, so she interrupted: "That's enough, listen to me."

"Your Excellency, you seem to be in a bad mood. Are you troubled by what happened this morning?" Not only was the other party not surprised, what surprised Michelle was that this guy already knew everything.

The other party's calmness gave Michelle the illusion of being fooled, and he warned fiercely: "Ke Zhizong, I advise you not to play tricks. Tell me, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Facing the angry Michelle, Ke Zhizong not only showed no panic, but on the contrary, he was more calm, a kind of incredible calmness. His calmness also made Michelle inevitably doubt what the old guy was thinking.

ulterior purpose.

Michelle tried to calm down his anger, took a deep breath and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"What I want to do is very simple, which is to support your re-election victory, and to completely drive Chinese medicine out of the United States." Ke Zhizong unceremoniously gave the truth to Michelle.

Michelle snorted indifferently to his clichés and said, "Don't tell me these useless things. I just want to know what you should do. If you talk to me again, I'm not a very good person."

A patient person.”

Ke Zhizong was not stupid. He could hear the anger hidden in Michelle's words. If he continued to show off like this, Michelle would definitely not let him go. He stopped talking nonsense and said: "

I'm sorry, but at any time, I always feel that His Excellency the President's wisdom is unparalleled, there is no doubt about this, and I just want to make things more complete so that you don't have to worry."

A tall hat was put on his head, and Michelle's complexion improved slightly, but he was not so confused that he gave up on such useless praise and said: "Then tell me, what are you going to do next?"
Chapter completed!