Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 370 "Upper" society at the dining table!
If Rommel were there, Victor would definitely grab his shoulders and say this.

Wake up!

Don't waste time.

Hold on!

He sat on a chair, smoking a Camel. There were many people sitting in the office, all of them were heavy smokers. Casare couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened the window and lay outside to breathe in the fresh air.

When men are together, they talk about either women or cigarettes, drinking or national affairs.

"What does the General Staff think?" Victor asked.

Horatio Herbert Kitchener had some white hair on his temples. He was not yet of that age, but was completely overworked. The moment he opened his eyes, he was thinking about the battle plan of an army of more than 100,000.

Do you think it's easy to be a staff officer?
If it were easy, there wouldn't be a separate department.

The average sleep duration is less than six hours...

This is fine in the short term, but it is unbearable in the long term.

Hearing the general's question, Horatio Herbert Kitchener stood up and walked to the hanging map. "It's very likely, but fishing for drug dealers is like fishing. You have to make them open their mouths and take the bait, otherwise... they are more cautious than anyone else."

You can't be careless.

Those who have been wandering around have already died and cannot die anymore.

"So do you have a battle plan?"

"We can start with intelligence, provide them with the location of Rommel's division headquarters, and then guide them to decapitate them. Afterwards, we can slow down the progress of the 4th Marine Division, or even narrow the battle circle, create an illusion, and lure them ashore."

Erich Ludendorff frowned, "The most important thing now is how to lure them to behead Rommel."

The office was quiet.

Victor suddenly raised his eyebrows and took a deep puff on his half-smoked cigarette. "I remember that there seem to be some of our people in the Institutional Party."

George Smiley nodded. "The deputy director of the Mexican Intelligence Agency is one of ours."

"He provided our army with more than 300 intelligence reports, including information from the Tijuana intelligence branch and spies within the army. Most importantly, he was also an important part of the decapitation operation against Popovich."

!!!

Sure enough, who in the world doesn’t understand Wei?

The people under his command are so capable that Victor doesn't even know where the spies are planted.

Soviet Union?

Ah San?

South Korea?

Japan?

Maybe both...

Victor can give those people everything they want!
Power, wealth, and even so-called women, people always have weaknesses, and if they have weaknesses, they will be targeted by the intelligence department. Once you get involved, it will not be easy for you to escape from their clutches.

It is said that…

The Golden Triangle region is also slowly infiltrating.

When it comes to this kind of intelligence station, it can be said without exaggeration that Mexico is at the forefront.

Even more forward than the prostate!
"We just need him to create a piece of intelligence to locate Rommel and propose to bomb him and put it in front of Popovich. Faced with this piece of meat, he will definitely be tempted." George Smiley took a deep breath and did not forget to flatter him.

"Popovich doesn't have your tactical qualities and strategic vision, General."

Casare, who was standing by the window, suddenly became nervous.

Good guy…

again!
Victor laughed when he heard this. He also liked to hear people flatter him, but it was still okay. He was not as conceited as Xunzong.

"Then leave it to the intelligence agencies and the General Staff, led by Chief of Staff Kitchener!"

"Project name: Operation Mincemeat!"

After the decision was proposed, a group of people went down to prepare.

Che Casare and Victor were the only ones left in the office.

"Boss, are you going to see Caesar tonight?"

The latter hesitated for a moment, and also missed the little guy a little, "Let's go and take a look."

Fatty Ka chuckled and rubbed his hands. "I've been watching The Godfather recently and I'm learning how to be a good godfather."

Watch gangster movies… learn?
Victor cursed with a smile, and finally sighed, "Time flies so fast. I'm 30 years old now. I remember you are 2 years older than me."

"I'm 32 now. I'll be 33 in a few months."

"Then you have to hurry up and find someone. I don't want to see you alone in the future."

Casare smiled and shook his head.

"You're not still staring at that 40-something girl, are you?" Victor suddenly said, looking straight at the other person. Fatty Ka's expression was obviously a little...shy?
Finish the calf!
He immediately sat up seriously, "You are not taking it seriously!"

"She has a husband!"

"I heard she wasn't very happy..."

Victor smiled immediately, "It's so happy to follow you."

"I can't guarantee it, but it's better than her scumbag husband."

"Her husband is a strong candidate for the next president."

"My boss is still the boss in Mexico."

This was a nice statement, and it left Victor at a loss as to what to do. He felt a little embarrassed to praise her so much.

Although he dealt the opponent a few punches on the battlefield, Victor also understood that the difference between the two sides was not small in terms of influence or comprehensive national strength.

Of the three giants at Yalta, Britain had become a second-rate country since Churchill's death, bullying some smaller countries. The Cold War between the Soviet Union and the United States was about to reach its final stand.

The possibility of American victory is very high.

By that time, after the Soviet Union was destroyed, Diane Rodham, as the First Lady of the United States, would have been extremely powerful, and could even be said to be a typical example of "harem meddling in politics."

What can you use to fight her husband?
Casare frowned, "I know this is impossible, but if her husband suddenly dies as young as Kennedy, then why can't I marry my Jacqueline?"

“There’s always a chance of being widowed.”

Victor fell silent when he heard this, MD!

I definitely haven't woken up yet, this is too outrageous.

He looked at Casare's "dog-licking" appearance, his eyelids trembled, and he said seriously, "Don't mess around with me!"

"Look at what you said, Boss. I'm not that kind of person. I just think there's something about her that attracts me. She's so stubborn and obstinate."

"OK OK…"

Victor quickly put out his hand to stop him from saying anything else, took the remaining half of the cigarette from the ashtray and put it in his mouth, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

"Casare, we are brothers. Ms. Karami has passed away, but I feel that I have an obligation to take care of your life. What do you think?"

When Fatty Ka saw the boss’s expression, he opened his mouth, but finally nodded.

Victor must help him solve his lifelong problem.

We can’t let the gender issue cause any mistakes…

Many people have died in history because of women.

I don’t know what charm Diane Rodham had that attracted him. Hasn’t she ever seen a woman?

It turns out that the thing a man cannot live without the most in his life is X.

Live for X, die for X, and fight for X all your life.

Even after putting on clothes, men still retain the most primitive impulses of beasts.

Kill and do X!

……

Diane Rodham gave Popovich's younger brother Aldous Wendell enough face after returning to the United States.

He specifically called in some of the financiers behind the Democratic Party, heads of military-industrial enterprises, and financial institutions, including Raytheon Defense and the Texas consortium Kron family, which had a direct conflict with Victor.

The dinner was absolutely luxurious.

This is simply high society!
Diane Rodham took Aldous Wendell to meet too many big names.

“Missing Mexico here?”

“The happiness here cannot be experienced in Mexico.”

Everyone else laughed. "We can all be your partners and are willing to help you restore the power of the government, but even brothers have to settle accounts, right?"

"Of course, I come here with respect. We really hope to get your help. As long as it can maintain our family's status in Mexico, you can ask for anything!"

This blatant act of treason made the American vampires' eyes light up.

Diane Rodham smiled even more happily, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were pulled very wide. She was still very gentle to those who had taken advantage of her. She patted his hand and said, "Go and have a rest for a night. We will take good care of our friends in the United States."

"In your room, you can see your favorite American stars at night." A man with a long face and wearing a suit standing next to her said with a smile.

Gollum~
Aldous Wendell swallowed and said, "Then I...will talk about it tomorrow."

"Of course, take the sir to the room on the top floor." The man with a long face said to the waiter.

"Please follow me, sir." A busty waitress bent down and saw everything clearly. The Mexican had never seen such a scene before.

Although his family is relatively prestigious in Mexico.

But he grew up in a strict family atmosphere, and before he was 20 years old, his family cultivated them as "political seeds". But later it was discovered that Aldous was a complete idiot. His father even thought that this was not his biological son, and did a paternity test.

Finally, I concluded that he is totally unsuitable for politics.

Only then did they relax their discipline on him.

After Aldous Wendel followed the waiter closely.

The big guys behind him finally revealed sinister and greedy looks!
"I want their military project orders!" said the vice president of Raytheon directly.

"Leave their financial business to me. I think... they still have high-quality assets. The Kron family can definitely take them over."

One by one, the "gentlemen" laughed and said "cannibalism".

The Popovich regime in central Mexico is like a lean camel that is bigger than a horse. There are still several oil fields in central Mexico, especially around the coast.

Mexico is currently the country with the largest silver reserves in the world, and ranks third in the world in brass and graphite reserves. Its reserves of minerals such as sulfur, zinc, lead, and manganese are among the top ten in the world...

These are all strategic materials.

How much did Mexico owe the United States in 1990?

540 billion US dollars!!

Who will pay back this money?
Victor, do you want to deny it?

That's impossible. 540 billion is such a huge sum of money. If the people in the Pentagon and the White House let you fly, the financial tycoons will let these politicians take the plane tomorrow.

So, Victor is in!
Even though he is now forcing American companies to be included in the "new round of jurisdiction" and requiring the Mexican state to invest in them, ordinary people still cannot do without the United States.

From eating, drinking, living, traveling, to even taking a shit, American companies are taking care of everything for you.

Is Victor really going to de-urbanize like Popovich? In the future struggle, those who don’t have money will be suppressed and beaten.

You need money for a lot of things, social security, military pay, etc.

Now the whole thing is supported by the "Hope Group" using the assets and money of drug dealers. The World Bank does not lend money, so Victor's life is very difficult.

If the Fed continues to be shameless and raises interest rates...

Oh no, these debts are going to become a crisis!
This is one of the reasons why Victor wants to negotiate...

He wants a stable rear market to ensure economic growth.

But he also understood that the Americans would not give up, so he would count the benefits as long as he could. Once he had more than 200,000 regular troops under his command, he would have more say.

The reason why he launched the "Anti-Drug Conference" was that he hoped to find some people who shared the same suffering and could borrow some money.

The bigger the family, the more money one spends.

Diane Rodham listened with a smile on her face as they "divided" the food, so that these people would be well fed so that they could help her in the upcoming general election.

Campaign funding is a considerable expense.

After everyone had finished speaking, she looked at the man next to her and said with a smile, "Jeffrey, thank you for your hospitality today, what would you like?"

When that long face smiles...it actually looks a bit naive.

"No, no, we are friends and it is our duty to help you. Oh, there is someone who needs your help too."

"I bought an island. I hope you can come visit it when you have time."

Diane Rodham laughed and clapped her hands on her long face, "Of course that's no problem."

"Let's hold the celebration party for your election as president on your island." Someone from the Kron family also said.

Jeffrey's eyes lit up, "Of course no problem, I'll prepare the best party for you then!"

They all seem to know who the president behind is...

Also...

In a place like this, the so-called party struggle is nothing more than a struggle between the two major groups behind the scenes. The mistakes made by George H.W. Bush during his tenure will certainly be magnified indefinitely in the near future.

If you need…

He could be voted the "worst president" by a newspaper.

It ends in an atmosphere of love and affection between you and me, and everyone is happy.

Wait until everyone has left.

Diane Rodham sat quietly in a chair drinking red wine.

Just as she was slightly lost in thought, a deep voice sounded, "Drinking secretly by yourself is not a good habit."

She looked up and saw a middle-aged man walking into her with a smile.

"Foster!" Diane Rodham was obviously happy to see him, "Why are you here..."

"I know you have a dinner party tonight. I'm afraid you'll drink too much, so I came to pick you up. I don't want someone to get drunk and hug the toilet like in the law firm."

"How can it be!"

Diane Rodham looked at the other person, but something strange flashed in her heart.

This old friend who had been my partner since the Ross Law Firm was always so calm and considerate and... gave me enough sense of security.

"Let's go, don't catch a cold." After Foster put the clothes on her, he naturally took her hand and walked out.

The secretary at the door was startled when he saw two people walking out like this, and then he lowered his head and pretended not to see them.

really!

The two of them must be having an affair.

No wonder the tabloids say Diane Rodham's daughter is looking more and more like Foster.

The two of them are really playing with flowers!

When the two of them walked into the car together, they didn't notice...

Not far away, a pair of eyes and a camera were quietly aimed at them.

"Did you go to Mexico to meet Victor? How was it?" Foster asked as he drove. "What kind of person is he?"

"A barbarian!"

Diane Rodham sneered, "No manners at all!"

"Isn't that the scariest thing?"

She was at a loss for words, but she admitted that this statement was correct.

Lie back slightly.

What I saw and heard in Mexico can't help but echo in my mind.

Suddenly...

A bold fat figure popped into his mind, that guy was touching his face in front of everyone.

What is that person's name?
It seems to be called...

Casare Gonzalez?
A "lackey" following Victor.

"I want to go see your daughter." Foster said suddenly.

Diane Rodham glanced at him.

"It's not the right time yet..."

The car suddenly became quiet.

The scenery outside passed by...

No one knows what the other person is thinking.

……

(End of this chapter)