Chapter 1421 - 461: Sorry, Having Money Really Lets You Flaunt It_2

Chapter 1421: Chapter 461: Sorry, Having Money Really Lets You Flaunt It_2

Christopher and others’ holographic videos appeared one after another in the city council. The mayor looked at him and asked

"What are you planning to do now? If not, we might as well kill that Lin fellow."

In the past, people from Washington came over for business, but they were just here for money. Send them off with a little and they’d leave. But this Lin hasn’t opened his mouth to ask for a penny since arriving, and they haven’t even met much face-to-face.

They don’t know what he really wants, or what he intends to do.

This complete detachment from their circle of interests makes the mayor feel particularly uneasy, like being stared at by a wild wolf.

"Kill him?"

Christopher’s eyes were shadowy.

"If he were that easy to kill, Europeans would have done it already. Would they leave him for us?"

The mayor was still unwilling to give up.

"No matter what, he’s just one person. Could he be faster than a rocket? One shot and we’d all have peace."

"Miles is hoping this guy dies here."

Christopher said quietly.

"That way, she has ample reason to intervene in Michigan’s affairs. Right now, this Lin is a hot potato, and the only way is to unite others to pressure the White House and military technology to quickly call this damn guy back from Detroit."

The mayor was impatient: "Did you contact them?"

"I need your reminder?"

Christopher checked the time.

"The call should have already reached the White House by now; it shouldn’t take long."

Inwardly, he was already swearing, not knowing what madness made Miles send this guy over. Why couldn’t they just sit down and talk? Must it come to this?

"What if Miles doesn’t agree?"

The mayor thought since Miles sent someone, she wouldn’t easily compromise.

"She can’t not agree."

Christopher coldly smiled as he projected the Voice of the Horizon’s live broadcast to the city council. The opening ad was about the Detroit parade.

"This guy really made a dumb move, thinking to pressure us with public opinion. Which company in the world would wish to see such large-scale protests? I suspect the White House phones are almost bursting."

Just like Christopher thought, no business in this world wants the lower-level people to start organizing large-scale protests for no reason.

Even suppression incurs costs.

So even those initially supporting Miles, big business owners certainly wouldn’t let it go.

Lin Miao, sitting in the hovercar, was preparing to ponder how far to take things when his exclusive phone ringtone sounded.

"If you come in three winters, I’ll swap you a city of snow-white, I want to eat Guangdong food~~"

This ringtone, no need to see the name to know it’s Miles. At this critical point, there wouldn’t be other matters.

"Your Excellency the President, I wonder what concern you have contacting me so late?"

Once connected, Miles saw Lin Miao’s fawning face, immediately feeling infuriated.

"Why did you make things so big? And why not notify me beforehand? In this New America, are you in charge or am I?"

Now all American companies were pressuring her, she didn’t anticipate Lin Miao would incite a massive Detroit public demonstration.

"Your Excellency the President, my loyalty to you is as clear as heaven and earth."

Lin Miao said sincerely.

"I did this for the sake of you and New America."

Miles angrily laughed.

"Do you know how many people want me to get rid of you now? If they combined, they’d replace me!"

"That’s the reason, Your Excellency."

Lin Miao hurriedly said.

"They want to replace you, swap you, is there still royal law? Is there still law~~?"

"In this New America, are you the president or are they the president? Are you willing to be controlled by them for a lifetime?"

"But I can’t see how what you’re doing is useful to me?!"

Miles calmed her mood, preparing to give this guy 30 seconds; if he couldn’t say something reasonable, then prepare for punishment.

"Your Excellency the President, think about it, why are they so anxious? Certainly because they’re scared, who are they scared of? Afraid common people will unite and make trouble."

Lin Miao explained.

"If we can have all the people of America stand by your side, you can summon a million troops with one call, then what threat do these companies pose to you?"

"By then, you won’t plead with them; they’ll plead with you."

Miles was silent for two seconds, then calmly said.

"Where is it as easy as you say? Those companies control local government powers; just stirring one Detroit is enough for them to defend for some time."

"But they’re not monolithic, President Miles."

Lin Miao said with a smile.

"Have you forgotten, apart from these big companies and lower-level people, there’s another group we can win over."

"Who?"

"The medium and small enterprises driven to desperation by monopolies."

Lin Miao looked at Miles.

"They don’t have the power of big enterprises, under Federation taxation and corporate competition, they’re already miserable. Recycling industry is a great opportunity for them to participate in reshuffling, they have no reason to resist. As long as we can loosen their reins and offer some subsidies, they will be your most loyal supporters."

"...The problem is what to do now?"

Miles rubbed her temples, distressed.

"Those guys are already uniting to threaten me."

"Precisely because of this, we absolutely cannot bow down!"