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Chapter 94 Chapter 97
"Mr. President, can you tell us some inside stories about the peak of power, such as why, the protagonist must be set as you?"

Mr. Chris pondered slightly: "Because..."

"Because of what?" The host was curious and eager.

"Because...of course it is because I am Payton's father and his idol. There is no doubt that I am the best template."

Chris said righteously.

"Well, I'm taking the liberty. There is only one President Chris in the history of the federation. Apart from you, I can't think of other protagonists." The host said very respectfully.

Mr. Chris shook his head: "No, you are wrong."

"Wrong?" The host was a little puzzled.

"There will not be only one President Chris in the history of the Federation. In fact, there will be follow-up content at the peak of power."

The host's eyes lit up: "Mr. President, please speak clearly."

Mr. Chris smiled: "After me, Payton will take over the flag of the Federation and become the next President Chris, just like President Roosevelt's family."

(Note: In the history of the Federation, there are two presidents surnamed Roosevelt, one is the No.20 sixth president Theodore Roosevelt, and the other is his nephew, the No.30 second president Franklin Roosevelt.)
The host seemed to have grasped the point: "You mean Mr. Chris Jr., also has the willingness to go into politics?"

Chris nodded: "Naturally, he is already a billionaire. He is not short of money, let alone fame. All I can think of is that he may only lack one great goal, such as leading the Federation to its peak. I will lead him to the top." this way."

"Actually, although I am the only protagonist at the pinnacle of power, I absolutely cannot achieve the brilliance in the book by myself. Perhaps the two Chris presidents would be more ideal options."

Peyton saw this, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "This fucking can also involve me? There is a follow-up to the peak of power, why don't I know?"

Dad is also true, he is already top-notch, but he insists on marketing himself.

Peyton kept shaking his head, and decided to criticize Mr. Chris when he came back.

……

"Okay, Mr. Chris, in fact, many readers are still very curious about you, especially some early experiences in the book, can you explain to us?"

Mr. Chris raised his eyebrows slightly: "What experiences? As long as they are not sensitive, I will tell them."

By implication, something too sensitive, hands-free.

At this time, the host was far from showing face to Mr. President during the meeting, and he stared at Mr. Chris with scorching eyes.

"A story about your tenure at the City of Birmingham."

"Is there still the title of crime buster? According to the memories of the local citizens of Birmingham, they especially miss the law and order during your tenure."

Mr. Chris nodded: "Well, you really picked the most sensitive experience, but I can only tell you that everything in the book is fictitious. There have never been gangsters underground in Birmingham, and the people there have always been gangsters. Quality, high self-cultivation, never committing a crime, the so-called crime buster, this is just a nickname they give to every police officer."

"As for the people's nostalgia, I'm sorry. Birmingham is my second hometown, but I am destined to belong to the people of Alabama. If you really miss me, please vote for me."

The host laughed: "Okay, I probably understand."

The audience in the audience booed.

This kind of ambiguous answer can always give the audience unlimited imagination.

……

In the afternoon, on the playground in his own manor, Payton played a few games with the basketball team.

He has professional trainers, recovery therapists, and masseuses here, and the conditions are far better than the environment provided by the school.

Although with the exposure of his billionaire status, Payton has succumbed to reality for safety reasons, withdrew from the team's front line and did not show his face on the court.

But for the existing team, his feelings are still very deep.

When hobbies are just hobbies, you will notice how sincere this feeling is!

I still remember looking up at the black silk sky at a 45-degree angle with Forrest at the bottom of the stairs, recounting the wonderful inspiration. They once agreed to bring Alabama a championship.

Now, this agreement has become a thing of the past, only Forrest is left to work hard, but Peyton still gives him all support in spirit and material.

He even set aside a piece of his manor to become the team's training center.

Most of the time, the sports field on the north side of the manor is the training center for A-Gump and others, and the manor can meet all their logistical needs.

Payton sometimes has itchy hands, and he will also practice the ball and play a few friendly games.

But like the past two years, sweating on the court is destined to be a fantastic story.

After some exercise, Peyton and his team walked into the bathroom, took a shower, then put on a towel, walked to the massage room, and enjoyed professional massage services.

"Boss, tell me, can I live in such a big house in the future?" Small forward Grant asked while lying on the massage table.

Peyton turned his head and glanced at him, and said decisively, "It's unlikely."

"No way, don't give me any hope?"

Grant began to play tricks again, imitating Hollywood clowns, and said exaggeratedly.

Forrest stared at Grant and corrected him: "No, Peyton said that the possibility is unlikely, but even if it is one in ten thousand possibility, it does not mean that there is no hope."

"Don't listen! Don't listen! I don't listen!" Granta kept shaking her head.

He didn't want to talk to Forrest, an uninterested guy. This guy would list statistics at every turn, and once he was entangled, it would be endless.

Their title to Forrest now is mathematician!
There's even a prefix, chatty mathematician!
"Boss, are you saying that if I go to Hollywood to become a star, can I become popular on my terms?"

Grant did not give up and said that he is a loyal movie fan. Although the conditions are ordinary and far from the temperament of the gentleman with the same name in Pistons in the future, he has a heart to become a professional actor.

Before Payton could speak, power forward Chuck immediately laughed and said, "Your condition, Grant, what condition do you have? Is it based on your brain? Or thin hair?"

"Still becoming popular quickly, do you think you are Marlon Brando?"

Marlon Brando!
This year, with "Sakura Love", he quickly became popular and completed the transition from an acting school to a traffic star. At present, he is already a popular and powerful little fresh meat, attracting countless fans.

After James Dean died in a car accident and Montgomery Clift fell into a plastic surgery crisis, he quickly filled the gap in the market and became a popular niche.

His superior experience is similar to that of "Audrey Hepburn" back then. The latter also became a member of the Federation with a Roman Holiday when his predecessors quit the film industry and Ingrid Bergman fell into an extramarital crisis. elf.

Grant blushed instantly, and said shamelessly as before:

"Marlon Brando? I think that's what he looks like, not as good as me? But his acting skills are really good. He won the Oscar for Best Actor a few years ago, which is on par with me."

The point guard Jesse, who had been silent for a long time, looked at Grant seriously: "Grant, you are really the thickest guy I have ever seen."

Grant didn't take it seriously: "Hmph, you guys are just jealous of me, you see, the boss didn't say anything."

Peyton shook his head, ignoring the idiot.

But speaking of it, their team, also because of this idiot, always had a pleasant atmosphere.

"Okay, shut up, and put your mind to it. This year's series is about to start. Although I'm not here, I don't want to see our title defense fail."

Grant quickly assured: "Of course, boss, I can see the green town at five o'clock in the morning. Although it's not as good as four o'clock before you, boss, it's not bad."

Chuck and Jesse also said one after another: "Don't worry, boss, this year will definitely be a sweep."

"Our goal is three consecutive championships!"

Forrest also nodded: "No problem."

(End of this chapter)