Bob Dylan sang in "The Answer's Blowing in the Wind."
How far does a man have to go before he can be called a real man.
In fact, a real man has nothing to do with how many roads he has walked, but to walk the difficult and correct road.
However, no one can define right, justice and injustice, legality and illegality, virtuous and ruthless, and all the stereotypes and rules cannot draw even a shred of the correct path.
They just walked into the sea of fire needlessly with passionate hearts.
Once you step out, you are a man, if you can’t step out
Someone has to pay the price, right?
Without a powerful opponent, where would the eternal emperor be?
Without enough stepping stones, no one can step onto a high position.
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The blond old boy walked down the ramp of Air Force One. He raised his hand to greet the airport security personnel, and then waved POS to his accompanying reporters.
The commander-in-chief came to Las Vegas, where his youngest daughter will be married.
In the reporter's footage, the first lady's expression was not normal, and there was nothing we could do about it.
The chic blond old boy has been married three times, and Tiffany is the child of his second wife, not the child of the current first lady.
Now that Tiffany has found a good husband, it has also made it more difficult for the first lady to find a marriage partner for her biological son.
It can’t be worse than Tiffany, right?
So, the first lady is under a lot of pressure.
Although arranged marriage is something abandoned by history, it is an inevitable choice for emerging families who yearn for long-lasting power.
“Why can’t we choose Las Vegas, White House or Mar-a-Lago?”
Getting in the car, the first lady complained to the commander-in-chief.
"Wulf chose him. He is a great young man."
The commander said casually, then picked up his cell phone and scrolled through social media.
“You are the current commander-in-chief. If you choose Tiffany’s wedding at Mar-a-Lago, you can add a new direction to Mar-a-Lago’s business and make a lot of profits in the future.”
Actually, in the original historical line, this is what the commander-in-chief did.
But the first lady complains like this because she prefers the mansion in Florida - Mar-a-Lago is much more luxurious than the white house, and it is much more comfortable to live in.
Now, she was certainly not satisfied with being brought to Las Vegas by Wolf.
"I said - he is a great young man. What he means is that I want to listen to his ideas. My dear, although the Dracula family is riddled with scandals, now that Wolfe has succeeded Old Joe, He will lead this family to continue to prosper.
Besides, he is also the chairman of the California Elephant Party’s grand committee. He is young and promising.”
The first lady’s expression became even more tense.
Tiffany, Tiffany, how lucky are you to find such a man?
When she was young, she came to the United States from Eastern Europe to work as a graphic model in order to find a rich American husband as her husband.
This can help her obtain enough wealth and avoid a lot of marital conflicts.
But now, Tiffany has just graduated and has directly found a young and powerful husband.
Why do you do that?
With the first lady's meager political experience, she could not understand that the essence of this marriage was that the commander-in-chief and Wolfe regarded each other as a stepping stone.
Even between Tiffany and Wolfe.
Tiffany gained the importance and dignity she wanted.
Wulf purchased the rights to claim the MAGA faction.
Win-win!
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"Why did you choose the wedding venue here?"
Tiffany, who was sitting on the chair, took off her high heels and rubbed her sore heels while looking at her fiancé opposite and asked.
When something happens despite obvious problems, there is no doubt that there must be an unknown logic behind it.
Wolfe stopped working, handed the computer to his assistant, and replied with a smile.
“There are many reasons, which one do you want to hear?”
Tiffany smiled helplessly and sighed. Her fiancé was good at everything. The only problem was that because he was too powerful, Tiffany couldn't understand many of his decisions.
This is inevitable. The degree of chaos in decision-making that Wolf will face is far beyond the imagination of a little girl like her.
If metaphorically speaking, Wolfe is like the experimenter in this great American experiment, and Tiffany is just a guinea pig in this laboratory.
“EVERYONE!” Mrs. Dracula said that she wanted to know something about her husband’s career and predicament.
Wolf nodded and analyzed.
"Personally, I would prefer to have the wedding at Dracula Manor, but my importance as Wolf Dracula is secondary in my life and career.
There are many reasons for choosing Las Vegas.
The first point is that I am nominally the president of the California Elephant Party Grand Committee, but together with me we established the California Elephant Party faction. Allies, for the future
San Roto-California-West Coast, this seemingly step-by-step development model is too slow, we need to build a West Coast cross-state elephant party ideological alliance, In this way, we can gain more say and initiative.
Nevada is important, Las Vegas is important, well, that’s it, we are here.”
Mr. President’s analysis was quite good. President Cheng and he were indeed matched against each other. The two had been arguing for so long, and it was not without reason that President Cheng did not completely convince him.
""Allies", you are referring to Chan and Temir? Aren't they full of malice towards you?"
Tiffany's little head can't figure out Mr. Cheng and Wall A complex game between husband and wife.
"Yes, but we are always more united than confrontational."
Wolf was a little embarrassed to smooth things over for Mr. Cheng. The meeting gift that Mr. Cheng gave Tiffany was too impressive. People's memories are profound.
For the sake of the overall situation and the protection of personal interests, he could not sit back and watch his wife treat that terrible man as an enemy.
“For example, this palace where weddings are held is the property of Themir’s eldest brother - Achilles, you know.
The commander-in-chief can communicate with Nancy in the two houses. Those lunatics are evenly matched because the elites of the Elephant Party establishment temporarily sided with him under the influence of Achilles and Chan. .
Ordinary people can make their own choices based on their preferences without thinking. I can’t, and neither can you. We need to respect our allies and need their support.”
Tiffany is just a guy. As a young graduate, after being so roughly thrown into the hunting ground of the power game by Wolfe, she only felt a lot of pressure.
"Why do you think that Chan is scarier than those big shots?" Tiffany asked, sticking out her tongue.
However, what she didn't expect was that Wolfe's expression turned serious.
"So, can you tell me first, what kind of person do you think is a "big shot"?"
After all, the great leader's family has been in a state of ordinary wealth for a long time. Because he is not favored, Tiffany His family education was not very good, and Wolfe was a little lucky that he discovered this problem quite early - at least it has not yet produced any uncontrollable results.
"Similar to Diane? Or Schumer, Nancy? My dad annoys these people the most. They can even make trouble for the commander-in-chief."
Wolfe shook his head and explained.
“Enemies with competing interests are just enemies. As long as they maintain a superficial appearance, they will never be big shots to us.
As for those with related interests, as long as His position is crucial, even if he is our subordinate, we must pay attention to it - your father did not do this well, he was too precious about his body."
My biological father was ruined by my fiancé, Tiffany. Although he didn't like his biological father that much, he still retorted.
“But a company cannot have two centers, Wall, you and Chan have to compete, right?”
Mr. Dracula lightly shrugged his shoulders, showing helplessness.
If he can win, of course he wants to beat the boss.
But the problem is that he can't win!
"Yes, so we must pay attention to him at any time. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go and take you to meet my father." "Mr. Joel? I'm just going to see him like this?"
At this moment, Tiffany didn't even realize that she had never met Wolf's elders from the time she and Wolf were engaged to preparing for the wedding.
There is actually a lot to say about this matter. After Wolfe came to power, he launched a great purge within the family, but outsiders could not see the full picture.
"Yes, he doesn't have much time to wake up every day now."
Wolf walked in front, leaving Tiffany with his back. Where his fiancée couldn't see him, he Smiling happily.
Dad, I didn’t expect it.
After you were paralyzed, I became the president of the Grand Committee of the California Elephant Party, and even married the chief's daughter.
“What should I say?” Standing at the door of the physical therapy room where Joel was, Tiffany was a little nervous.
“Just wish him a speedy recovery, and then praise me a few words to let him see that we have a deep relationship, that’s probably enough.”
Noting Wolfe’s joy, Tiffany Infected by this emotion, he also showed a bright smile.
Seeing Nizi come in with a woman, Old Joel's facial expression suddenly became rich as he slumped in the therapy chair.
He wanted to curse, to point at Wolfe's nose and curse, but he couldn't even move his lips.
"Mr. Wolf, Mr. Joel has finished his massage today, and we are now doing his daily physical examination."
Old Joel's personal doctor team is Wolf Carefully prepared, their job is to push Old Joe's life to a hundred years while ensuring that Old Joel will not recover.
Wolf is going to trap him in this necrotic body!
"You go out first." Wolfe said.
The doctor hurriedly left, not daring to look or listen more.
When he worked for Wolfe, he actually just wanted money, but now, he understood that he had no way out.
His employer has gradually reached the pinnacle of power in the United States and married the daughter of a general. Such a person will not be merciful to any subordinate who has even the slightest possibility of betraying him.
"Uncle Joel, hello, I'm Tiffany."
Old Joel's throat was roaring. He looked at Tiffany and his big boy, his eyes full of emotions. .
"Ho~ho~ho~"
"What is he talking about?" Tiffany was puzzled.
"He is so happy to see you." Wolfe gently stroked his father's bare head.
"Uncle Joel, Wolf is a great man. I decided to get married with him. Seeing that he took good care of you, I was once again deeply convinced that my There’s no wrong choice.”
“Ho! Cough!”
"Thank you for your blessing, Uncle Joel, thank you." Tiffany replied happily.
Wulf held back his laughter and said in a slightly melancholy tone.
"I have a presumptuous request. Could you please wait for me outside the door? I suddenly want to talk to my father alone."
"Of course, dear, I am willing to wait. You."
Tiffany left, and Wolfe pulled over a chair and sat next to Old Joel.
"Dad, hahahaha, tomorrow, I will push you with my hands and show you the guests who came for my wedding.
I started a new Elephant Party faction, the California Elephant Party, and Very well done.
How about the commander’s daughter?
Does it sound like she’s too stupid?
Actually, I quite like her stupidity. .
What a wonderful, simple man.
Will you bless me? ”
“Hoo! Ho! Ho! ”
“Thank you for your blessing, Dad. "
Wolf gently held Old Joel's head and was silent for a long time, but Old Joel did not stop his angry accusation.
But no one could hear his anger.
Feeling the tears flowing on his bald head, Old Joel became quiet. He was confused by Wolfe.
If you still have feelings for me, why do you do this to me?
If you have no feelings for me, why are you crying?
“I shed tears for myself. Dad, the further I walk, the further away I am from myself and the closer I am to the perfect self in my imagination.
But, is that ending really what I want?
Or is it just because after killing you, there is no other target that can excite me?
I can’t understand. No one can answer my questions. I can’t even show my confusion.
Dad, what should I do, can you tell me? "
Holding Joel Dracula's bald head, Wolfe asked sadly.
Patricide, but longing for his father's approval.
People can never be self-perfect. When a person gets closer to perfection, he will see more places where he has not yet been perfected.
Perhaps, no one can give an answer to Wolfe's question.
Trapped in the necrotic body, Old Joe's eyes blinked. He didn't understand, he didn't understand what Wolfe was doing.
But in the end, he calmed down.
However, at this moment
“Hahaha, how was my performance?
Dad, how was my performance?
Have I lied to you again? ?”
Wolf suddenly burst out laughing like crazy. This time, he cried even more tears than he had just performed.
It turned out that he just played the role of a son in front of Lao Qiao once again, nothing more.
After patting Old Joe’s bald sick head, Wolfe’s eyes were red and he left with a smile.
Before pushing open the door of the physical therapy room, he stopped again, turned back, and glanced at his father.
"Dad, bless me, I am your favorite son, am I not?"
After that, he walked out of the physical therapy room.
Seeing Wolf's eyes red, Tiffany gave him a loving hug.
"Wal, don't be sad, this will be the best time for us, you can be happy.
Tomorrow, we will push Mr. Joel to the scene and let him Witness our ceremony."
Wolf held Tiffany in his arms and whispered after a long time.
“Thank you for being with me at this moment, my dear.”
As if she felt some kind of mission, Tiffany had more expectations and longing for this marriage for the first time.
In the physical therapy room where they couldn't see, Joel burst into tears.
Is he regretting it?
Is he sad?
Is he desperate?
Capital is also alienating those who control it, and no one can escape. (End of this chapter)