Chapter 550 Appreciation
Chapter 550 Appreciation
He doesn't do any serious work and just cares about these trivial details.
Logically speaking, a CIA agent died in the White House, so shouldn't Tangrad be concerned about why? But he didn't care why Wei Feng died in the White House, but he cared about how Gao Yi killed Wei Feng.
Could it be that this Tangrad is also one of us?
Otherwise this matter cannot be explained.
But many things do not need to be explained. Gao Yi doesn't care whether there is any shameful relationship between Panetta and Tangrad. He just wants to know how this matter ends and how Tangrad plans to use him.
Why do we need to emphasize that there may be a chance? What is the reason for this perhaps?
Gao Yi wanted to find out the answer to this question, but Tangrad looked at his watch. Then he said to Panetta, "I will continue this activity as planned. You write me a detailed report on what happened here. As long as the Secret Service approves and signs it, let him go as soon as possible."
Is it appropriate to say something like this in front of a bunch of people?
Panetta nodded and whispered, "Yes, I will get this done as soon as possible."
Tangrad left in style, and it was obvious that he still felt a little reluctant to leave. Of course, when Tangrad left, Gao Yi and his group were also politely seen off.
Gao Yi was full of doubts, but at this time, he couldn't just ask Panetta what had happened.
The group was escorted out of the White House until there were no more outsiders around. Danny and Yuri were allowed to get in the car first, and only Gao Yi and Panetta were left. Panetta finally whispered, "What did you find out about this trip to the White House?"
Gao Yi asked cautiously: "The president...is one of us?"
Panetta nodded slightly.
Gao Yi was still extremely puzzled and said: "But I can't figure it out. There are too many things here..."
Panetta stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture. Then he suddenly said, "Yes, all of this seems unreasonable and incredible, but you will understand if I tell you one thing. Suppose, what if Breeze collected some evidence of the President instead of my guilt?"
Gao Yi opened his mouth slightly. He was stunned for a moment, but after he finally understood what Panetta meant, his mouth opened completely into an O shape.
Panetta nodded slightly.
"I'm Tefa... How is it possible! I mean, what on earth does Breeze want to do? No! What on earth did Breeze find!"
Gao Yi couldn't figure it out, but Panetta whispered, "Some things are inconvenient to tell you, but some people have never stopped fighting with Tanglade. Frankly speaking, I still don't know what Breeze has discovered. I don't know who Breeze wants to see or what he wants to convey when he enters the White House. But these are not important, because as long as the president believes that Breeze's fundamental goal in doing all this is him, that's enough."
"is it?"
"Yes, at least there is some overlap, just like our interests and Tanglade's have some overlap."
Panetta's words were rather obscure. He clasped his fists together and made a ball gesture, saying, "There are no 100% enemies, nor 100% friends. We and the President have common enemies. If we use a circular scale map as an example, then at least 30% of our areas overlap with the President, and in terms of interests, at least 40% of our areas overlap. In other words, with common enemies and some common interests, the President is our natural ally."
Gao Yi sighed and said, "So the truth is not important, what matters is the side you stand on."
"Yes."
Panetta finished speaking calmly, and then he whispered: "There are a lot of inside stories to be investigated next, but these have nothing to do with you. The US intelligence system will mobilize all its efforts to find people related to Breeze. You have been exposed to the president, which is a good thing, but not entirely a good thing, because it means that you are on the same side as me."
It is very common to take sides, but in the United States, the risk of taking sides is very high because the system of taking turns to be the banker is really a cycle of changing fortunes.
If Gao Yi and his people had not gotten involved in Tangrad's affairs, they could have made a fortune in silence, but after being forced to get involved, it became a four-year cycle. During these four years, they could do whatever they wanted with Tangrad, but in the next round, they would have to keep a low profile.
Gao Yi was a little distressed.
Panetta said seriously, "The most important thing now is to go to Los Angeles and bring Hua Xinfeng into our camp. Then, you have to serve as the folk spokesperson for our small group and establish a good relationship with the real rulers of the United States. We must not be tied to Tangrad's ship. Do you understand what I mean? When Tangrad abdicates, we cannot be liquidated and buried with Tangrad!"
Gao Yi exhaled and said, "I understand, but how should I do it specifically?"
"I don't know because this is not my area of expertise. Frankly speaking, as someone who only held public office before, I am not qualified to deal with those who control this country."
Panetta smiled helplessly, and then he immediately said: "But now it's different. Your strength does not come from the authority granted to you by the United States, so you are qualified to try to establish relations with those who hide behind the scenes to control this country." "Who is the real master of the United States?"
"capital."
Panetta answered with one word, and then he whispered, "We have to put the matter of dealing with the Andek Group on the agenda. We have to start the real implementation. If we can control the dark web and operate Bitcoin, then we will be safe and will not fluctuate with the ups and downs of Tanglade."
After finishing speaking, Panetta sighed softly and said, "Time is limited. Now I have the power in my hands, and I can still help you with some things, but when I lose these powers, it will be hard to say. So you have to hurry up and get it done as soon as possible during Tanglade's term of office and while I can still provide help!"
"Understood. I'm going back to Los Angeles then."
Now that things here are settled, it’s natural for me to go back and clean up the mess in Los Angeles.
Panetta is now in a high position of power and seems to be the core of Gao Yi's small group, or at least one of the core members.
However, as the tentacles of the garden extend further and further, covering a larger area and reaching higher and higher levels, Gao Yi will eventually become the sole core of this transnational criminal group, no, a transnational business group. Panetta has a clear understanding of this.
Gao Yi’s current status and strength are largely due to luck, which is almost impossible to replicate.
So the gardener cannot be replaced.
Since there is no way to replace people, we can only continue to strengthen the strength of the garden. Everyone, as long as they are a community of interests in this circle, must work hard to push Gao Yi to a higher position.
For Panetta, he and Gao Yi are most deeply bound together, and they are truly birds of a feather.
If they fail, Gao Yi can still flee the United States, but Panetta cannot. So, from Panetta's own perspective, he has to work harder than all other partners.
Panetta said seriously: "Whether I can retire normally and whether I will be liquidated after retirement, all these depend on you."
Panetta is now frank and straightforward, and his work style has changed a lot from before. He said calmly: "I will try my best to meet all the conditions you promised to others. You have a good relationship with the Pentagon and the FBI. This is very important. Continue to deepen your cooperation and friendship. I will do everything I can. If I can't do it, I will find someone at my level to help me."
"Ok."
Gao Yi nodded and said, "We have many projects that we can cooperate on."
Panetta scratched his head and said, "There is nothing concrete to do right now, but there is cooperation with the military-industrial complex that can be started as soon as possible. Do you have someone who sells arms?"
"Yes, we have people in the United States, in the University of Tokyo, and in Russia. So, do you have any specific projects that can be implemented?"
Panetta thought for a moment and said, "Let's take care of the Los Angeles matter first. Let your trader in the United States get ready. I will act as a matchmaker and put him in touch with the people in the military-industrial complex. This involves the Pentagon, so call your friend in the Pentagon as well. We will make preliminary contact first. Wait for my news on the specific time. We will start as soon as we finish here. We can't delay any longer."
Many things cannot be finalized now, but the necessary contact work can begin.
"Okay, I'll wait for your call."
Gao Yi stretched out his hand to shake hands and say goodbye, but Panetta opened his arms and hugged Gao Yi. Then he patted Gao Yi on the back, said nothing, turned around and went back to the White House alone.
Gao Yi got in the car and said to the people in the car: "Let's go to the airport and return to Los Angeles. Now it's time to reward them according to their merits."
Los Angeles is not that important, but rewarding people based on their contributions is a task that must be completed. Anyone who has contributed to this matter will be rewarded.
Yuri didn't care about these. He didn't have a chance to speak in the White House, and of course he had no chance to do anything else. However, all Yuri's thoughts and energy were on Gao Yi.
"Did you really blow his heart out with one punch?"
Gao Yi's thoughts were forced to be pulled back from national affairs to this meaningless detail. He looked at Yuri and said, "Yes, it's nothing, just an insignificant matter."
Yuri said with emotion, "Insignificant? Don't be ridiculous. How can it be an insignificant matter? Haven't you noticed that Tanglade appreciates and likes you? He said you have a chance to serve him now, which is a public matter. Then he said maybe you will have a chance to serve him, which refers to a private matter in the future. Maybe you think that a unique skill is nothing, but how many people can win the love and appreciation of a president from the bottom of his heart?"
(End of this chapter)