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Chapter 172 Three questions, let the president meet me

Just when the domestic forces were surging, here, Lu Qing brought Prince Walid to the capital of the United States, Washington.

"Isn't it easy to see the president of the beautiful country? Why do you have to bring me here?"

Waleed asked, yawning.

Yesterday, after receiving a call from Lu Qing asking him to go to the United States to accompany Lu Qing to meet the President of America, Waleed rushed over by private plane without saying a word.

"That's for you to see, not for me."

Lu Qing said speechlessly.

The relationship between Saudi Arabia and the United States is still quite strong at this time.

After all, Lao Mei helped them solve the threat of Saddam Hussein, and the two sides are in the honeymoon period.

"Actually, in your capacity, you can see him as long as you wait a few more days."

Walid said casually while watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and occasionally whistled at the pretty beauties.

As the owner of Daojun Fund, although Lu Qing's reputation may not be too great, he is already well known by some people in the investment circle.

For this kind of person, in the capitalist society of the United States, it is not difficult to meet the president.

"The key is that I'm in a hurry."

Lu Qing looked at the time: "It's only two days before the first presidential televised debate, I must hurry up and meet him."

"By the way, you haven't told me why you're so anxious to see President America."

Walid looked away from the beauties around him, and asked Lu Qing with a smile: "You can't say that you want to help him run for re-election, can you?"

"You're right."

Lu Qing replied calmly.

"What... what?"

Walid almost bit off his tongue: "Chen, are you serious?"

"of course."

Lu Qing nodded.

"Stop it!"

Hearing this, Waleed said with an impossibility on his face: "With the prestige of the current president, is it possible that the election will still be lost?"

"That's right, relying on the prestige of Lao Futsuji to kill the Soviet Union, defeat Saddam Hussein, and become the world's largest power, how could he lose the election?"

Looking at the White House complex that had come before him, Lu Qing muttered to himself.

In later generations, people can say various reasons for the failure of George Futsuji (Old Futsuji) this election, but at that time, few people could have expected that Kelindun, a young guy who couldn't even control his crotch (Yes, he's already had lace scandals, and more than one, since the early days of his presidential campaign.) He'll beat the grand old George.

Not to mention anything else, just count the titles on Old George:
The hero who ended the Cold War, the pusher who disintegrated the Soviet Union, the hero who rescued Kuwait, the monarch who defeated Saddam Hussein, and the president who brought the United States to the world's most powerful country...

These deeds, taken alone, are enough to make him run for president, let alone he just wants to be re-elected.

Like Walid, no one thought George Sr. would lose.

Except Lu Qing.

……

Half an hour later, Waleed, who successfully brushed his face in the White House, led Lu Qing into this global political center.

Soon, a presidential reception officer came to the reception room.

"Prince Waleed, do you want to see Mr. President?"

The receptionist asked in harmony.

For the prince who has recently gained fame in Saudi Arabia, the attitude of the receptionist is very kind.

"No, actually, it's my friend who wants to see Mr. President, and I just accompany him."

Walid pointed to Lu Qing beside him and said.

"Oh, I don't know what this gentleman's name is?"

Looking at Lu Qing's young face, the receptionist's eyes flashed with surprise, but nothing unusual.

"Chen Daojun, from South Korea's Shunyang Group."

Lu Qing introduced himself.

The receptionist nodded. Seeing that it was Lu Qing who wanted to see the president, the smile on his face faded a little, and he said, "I will record your identity and make an appointment for you, but... When will Mr. President be available?" Empty, I can’t guarantee it.”

"Sir, please do me a favor and accommodate me."

Lu Qing didn't know that this was just a formality. With his status, he might not be able to meet the president at all, so he took out a check for [-] U.S. dollars from his bosom, quietly handed it to the other party's palm, and said in a low voice: : "Swiss Bank, bearer."

hiss--

Boy juice, you are challenging my weakness.

The expression of the receptionist changed slightly.

But looking at the amount, he said seriously, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I think you are insulting my professional ethics!"

"No no no!"

Lu Qing quickly took out a $[-] check from his bosom, with a sincere smile on his face: "What I admire most in my life is a person with a sense of professionalism like you. Make friends with you."

$20?

The receptionist raised his throat, and his eyes softened a lot, and said: "You also know that it is during the general election period, and Mr. President's time is very tight."

"Yes, yes, I understand, and I won't embarrass you."

Lu Qing sent another check: "I just want to meet Mr. President and chat with me when he is free."

Three... $30?
The receptionist looked at Lu Qing like he looked at his half-brother.

Pulling Lu Qing aside, he said kindly: "Mr. Chen, it's not that I don't want to help you, but that the president is really busy these days, so tell me, what exactly do you want to talk to the president about? I will fight for it." Arranged for you."

"Actually, I want to help the president conduct a mock TV debate."

Lu Qing knew that this was almost the limit of what the receptionist could do, so he said solemnly: "Just ask the president three questions for me."

"Three questions? Tell me."

The receptionist nodded, took out a small notebook and started recording.

"Question one: Do you really think this campaign is in your pocket?"

Lu Qing said slowly.

"Well, I remember."

The receptionist said he had already remembered it.

"Second question: When you ran for president in 88, you promised voters not to raise taxes, but why did you go back on your word, betrayed them, and chose to raise taxes last year?"

Lu Qing said again.

"...You are really courageous. You dare to ask this question. Okay, I'll remember it too. What about the third question?"

The receptionist shook his head, glanced at Lu Qing, and asked again.

"The third question..."

Lu Qing smiled strangely:
"As an American, I am so proud of what you have accomplished in leading the United States, and I am willing to give anything for the honor of the country—"

"However, I also know that in the past four years, my salary has dropped four times in a row, and I can't even pay for gas. Now I don't want the dignity of a big country, I just want the happiness of the people. Can you help me?"

laugh!
He poked a hole in the notebook written by the receptionist, and looked at Lu Qing in horror.

The lethality of his question was too great.

It can be said that it directly pokes at the weakness of the old George who has been in power for four years!

Yes, everyone knows that in the past four years, the United States has completely solved the powerful opponent of the Soviet Union, and through a Gulf War, the United States has become a veritable world pole.

International prestige has reached the historical peak since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

but!

The economic performance of the United States in the past four years can be described in four words - appalling!
Soaring inflation, soaring unemployment rate, soaring fiscal deficit, deteriorating security environment...

In a word, in the eyes of many Americans, the United States at this time is a problem concentration camp.

The root cause of all this will naturally be blamed by the people on the current government and the leader of the government, President Futsuji.

"Sir, I will trouble you to give these three questions to President Futsuji."

Lu Qing smiled at the receptionist.

"it is good!"

Looking at Lu Qing's immature face, the receptionist didn't show any contempt anymore, he nodded solemnly: "I will truthfully report your problem to His Excellency the President, but I can't guarantee what the President's decision is. "

Wait until the receptionist leaves,

Walid leaned over and said with a look of surprise:

"Okay, Chen, I didn't expect your eloquence to be so good. If I were the president, I would definitely meet you after hearing these three questions."

　Thanks to "Brother Mao Duo" for the reward of 100 coins, thank you! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)