Chapter 1129

Small and Big Problems and Cooperation

At eight o'clock, the butler came to the restaurant of Mr. Potter's manor, and he began to fold the newspapers.

Folding newspapers is a very technical job. The butler will put the newspapers delivered in the morning together, then select some more important pages from them, and open this page to the first side facing up.

Then arrange them in order according to the level of the newspaper, so that Mr. Potter can read the newspapers he wants to read while eating breakfast.

The butler has served Mr. Potter for many years, so he knows very well what kind of news his "master" likes, so this is a technical job.

Mr. Potter walked down from upstairs. He had the coat he was going to wear today hanging in his hand. After finishing breakfast, he would leave here wearing this new set of clothes.

Even in the morning, it seemed a bit busy here. Mr. Potter came to the restaurant and sat there. While enjoying the delicious breakfast in the morning, he began to look at the newspapers stacked on his hand.

More than a dozen newspapers were stacked together and had all been refolded.

The first one he picked up, and also the one placed on the very top, was from the "Federal Post." On the front page headline of this heavyweight newspaper was Mr. Potter himself.

He stood on the podium waving his fists, and below the stage were excited listeners, making him look very imposing.

"Shot well!", Mr. Potter commented with a smile. He really liked this photo taken from an upward angle, which would set him off as very tall, which has a gain effect on the election.

"Record the name of this reporter, maybe we can use it in the future!"

As a hot favorite for president, he has already begun to bring himself into the work and life of the president.

Every president will have some reporters and photographers who have a relatively good relationship with him. After all, the president represents the face of a country, and there must be some professional people who meet their own tastes to serve them.

This reporter was obviously lucky, or it should be said that he successfully moved Mr. Potter with this kind of photo-taking method similar to flattery.

Opportunity is actually right there, but very few people can see it, and even fewer people can grasp it.

The butler recorded the reporter's name. Mr. Potter read the newspaper while eating breakfast. The content in the report was about the campaign manifestos he proposed.

The manuscript written by this reporter was very much to his liking. He read it from beginning to end, as if he saw a savior who cared about the country, struggling to save this increasingly bad country.

He put this newspaper to the other side with satisfaction. The butler knew his habit. If there were multiple contents in this newspaper that he needed to read, then it would be pulled out and refolded.

But now there is none, which means he doesn't need to continue reading other content that is of no help to him.

Then he picked up the second newspaper, an article also about the presidential candidate's public opinion poll and the investigation agency's own judgment, which talked about Mr. Potter's probability of winning being over seventy percent.

This is already a very high value. You know, the previous president won with a relative advantage in votes, and the evaluation at that time was only close to seventy percent.

Then it was the third one. His expression finally had some changes, because this title was a bit serious—"The Wound of Society"

The content of the article talked about the recent gang attack incident in New Jincheng, and the interpretation of the whole event and his own thoughts.

The reporter is a person who often writes similar articles. He knows very well about gangs and everything that happens in the underground world, including those families, names, and celebrities.

In this report, he introduced the background of both sides in detail.

On one side is the Perez family, one of the five major families of the Federation, a criminal group headed by Fran.

And on the other side is Lans, who is suspected to be the leader of the federal criminal group, and his Lans family.

Why is it "suspected"?

There is also a very detailed explanation in the article, because so far, no law enforcement or judicial agency has grasped the exact evidence of the Lans family's crimes.

They don't collect protection fees, and they don't plunder the wealth of ordinary people and the bottom of society through harm.

In Jincheng, when it comes to Lans and his Lans family, almost everyone will only say they are good, not bad.

This makes the existence of the Lans family and their nature a bit difficult to judge.

The reporter uses "violent organization" to describe them in the article, not a gang, because they sometimes solve some problems through violent means. As for whether it is a crime, it needs to be analyzed specifically.

In this report, the reporter explains the whole world from the perspective of a bystander, from the Perez family launching an attack in such an important city as New Jincheng.

It extends to what kind of changes this revenge, which might be the Perez family's, will bring to the Federation's society and international image.

Some statements also received Mr. Potter's approval, especially this reporter mentioned quite a lot about the various negative impacts of gangs on society.

Finally, the reporter turned the topic back to Mr. Potter's election manifesto. He mentioned the necessity of Mr. Potter's proposal to "de-gangsterize" for the development of the Federation's society.

Most parts of this report didn't mention Mr. Potter and his campaign, but between the lines, it made this matter very clear.

The destruction of gangs to social order, the destruction of economic production, and the destruction of legal civilization!

These things are destined to make gangs unable to continue to integrate into the rapidly developing federal society. Gangs have turned from the pain of the times into a tumor of society and must be removed.

Finally, he talked about Mr. Potter's de-gangsterization, which sublimated the whole article and made this matter of de-gangsterization more three-dimensional and image-like in the hearts of the people.

After Mr. Potter put down the newspaper, he pondered for a while. He turned and asked, "This... influence caused by the Perez family in New Jincheng some time ago, is there any follow-up to this matter?"

Besides the butler, there were also Mr. Potter's own team in the room. Some people were indeed paying attention to this matter because it had points of agreement with Mr. Potter's campaign manifesto.

People who understood this matter immediately stood out, "There are some new developments. Senator Cleveland and the Department of Defense have decided to take action against them and solve these gangs."

"They proposed some other transaction plans. If you are concerned, you can solve this matter in the office."

Mr. Potter looked at this staffer. He could read the other party's meaning. It was obviously more appropriate for him to end this matter.

But he is not the president now, so he needs to pay some price to take the credit on himself.

"Remember to remind me after I go to the office later."

Then he looked at the fourth newspaper.

The butler stood quietly on the side, as if nothing had happened.

No one knew that he just folded the newspaper like this, and a sum of money entered his private account, and it was quite a lot of money, money that could make him tempted.

As the butler of the Potter family, his loyalty to the family is beyond doubt. If it were other "bribery," for example, asking him to betray family interests, he would definitely not compromise.

But this matter is not asking him to betray anyone. Whether it is Mr. Potter or family interests, he doesn't need to betray anyone.

He just needs to remind Mr. Potter about this matter in a way that doesn't look so conspicuous.

After reading all the newspapers, Mr. Potter also finished his breakfast. On the way to the office, his son came over.

The father and son looked at each other, and then his son got into his car.

"What's wrong?"

As Mr. Potter's son, the second generation of the Potter family now, the middle-aged man still has great power and influence. The father and son usually have their own work, and there are opportunities to meet, but not many. Everyone is very busy.

Situations like sitting in a car like this are even rarer.

"What happened?", after breakfast, taking advantage of the milk taste in his mouth not completely disappearing, lighting a cigar is obviously the best enjoyment.

Sitting in the car, Mr. Potter leaned against the back of the car seat, holding a cigar worth dozens of dollars in his hand, looking more like a capitalist than a politician.

"About my son."

Mr. Potter frowned. He knew that the third generation of the family had some small problems. This kind of thing actually didn't just happen in the Potter family; it happened more or less in other families.

They were born at the finish line. They didn't need to work hard to surpass ninety-nine percent of people. Life, work, and the world were like a game that wasn't so fresh to them.

Then in this world that is a bit boring and has no motivation, looking for some small excitement doesn't seem to be something that cannot be forgiven.

Mr. Potter is very open-minded about these problems, because he wasn't a good person when he was young either. Promiscuity, doing bad things, almost everything that could be done was done.

But what about now?

He is about to become the federal president. For people like them, whatever absurd things they did when they were young won't affect their future as governors, senators, or even presidents!

His face still looked a bit careless. He felt that even if his grandson was no matter how outrageous, at most it was violating the wishes of those girls and having something happen with them.

Just give some money, or find some brokers to handle this matter. There are always people who do dirty work willing to work for him.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, just kept silent, which made Mr. Potter's relaxed expression gradually become a bit serious, "Is the matter not small?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "He was high that day and slept with a girl who had just come of age, and then in a state where he wasn't even sober, he abused and killed that girl."

"Shit!", Mr. Potter's brows frowned, "How did he do that?"

"And how did you do that?"

"Don't you know I'm in the middle of an election?"

He stared at his son with a very severe look. Since the middle-aged man had his own career, he rarely spoke to him in this tone.

He was really angry.

The middle-aged man kept silent. Facing Mr. Potter, who was also his father, all he could do was keep silent.

After seven or eight seconds, Mr. Potter asked, "Is it cleaned up?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "I handled it personally. The body and all other evidence were cleaned up, but there is still a problem."

"First, I didn't find the murder weapon at the scene. It might have been taken away by his friends, but it wasn't found in the subsequent search either. I didn't dare to continue expanding the scope."

"Second, the victim's family reported it to the police. I let people suppress it on the police side, but they are still investigating, and they have already investigated something."

He briefly introduced what happened in the past few days. That couple and a reporter were watching this matter. They got a clue from the girl's agent, which was the phone number of the person who hired these models to have fun that day.

And this person was Mr. Potter's friend.

People who can be friends with Mr. Potter are definitely not ordinary people. They must also have a certain family background, otherwise they wouldn't even have the qualification to be Mr. Potter's dog.

Since they are not ordinary people, it is a bit difficult to handle, so he needs to ask Mr. Potter how to do this.

Mr. Potter took a puff of his cigar. Originally he liked this cigar very much, but now smoking it was not only uncomfortable but made him even more irritable.

"I'm in the middle of an election, yet you are doing these things!"

He was indeed very angry. If a vicious case like a murder occurred in the family, even if his current public opinion support rate was high, he would still lose the election.

Federal people always have some perverted moral requirements for presidential candidates, gubernatorial candidates, mayoral candidates, and anyone who needs their votes to be elected.

Even if it's not very perverted, they will also require them and their families to behave at least like a normal family.

The fact that Mr. Potter killed someone, as well as his private life, once exposed, Mr. Potter's positive image would be impacted, and voters would feel that they had chosen a president who was not that suitable.

This made Mr. Potter very angry. He stared fiercely at his son and took two more puffs of his cigar, "Find a way to suppress these people. They had better be willing to cooperate. If they are not willing to cooperate..."

Mr. Potter didn't continue. If he doesn't say it, it means this matter has nothing to do with him. When federal law protects these big shots, it will strictly require all evidence to be complete and the process to be perfect.

The middle-aged man nodded, "I know what to do."

The motorcade soon stopped on the side of the road. Mr. Potter looked at his son and said, "You can go do your work."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly. He pushed open the car door and was just about to go out when Mr. Potter gave him a suggestion, "After going back, beat that bastard hard and let him understand that he doesn't have today's life because he worked hard himself."

"He can choose not to provide us with help, but he cannot drag our feet, understand?"

This was already a very obvious hint. The middle-aged man nodded, "I will teach him a lesson."

Soon the motorcade set off again. Originally a very happy day was ruined by this matter.

Mr. Potter didn't say a word in the car all the way. After arriving at the office, his face had some other expressions.

He couldn't bring this terrible expression to work. He had to show his positive and healthy side.

After he finished the work that needed to be handled immediately, the butler gave him a reminder. Then he rested for two minutes and dialed Senator Cleveland.

The call was quickly answered. Like these big shots, if there is nothing special, they will basically be in their offices in the morning.

"This is Cleveland."

Because it is a private number, Senator Cleveland doesn't need to carry the title of office or anything else.

"It's me, Potter."

"Mr. Potter, how did you think of calling me?", the senator's voice sounded very soft and relaxed, not because the two belonged to different camps, so the tone was stiff.

Mr. Potter also laughed twice, "It's like this, a few days ago Lans White and an official from the Department of Defense were attacked in New Jincheng."

"The impact of this matter is very bad. It shouldn't happen in a window facing the world."

"I want to know if Mr. Lans White has recovered, and if you need any help."

"On the matter of de-gangsterization, I am willing to provide you with some help."

A relatively euphemistic way of saying it. Senator Cleveland couldn't say he was specifically waiting for this call, but this matter was also in his plan.

"We do have some plans, but they are relatively scattered. If you can provide us with some suggestions, that would be even better..."

Sometimes transactions are just that simple. A few words decided the fate of a gang family.

Later, Senator Cleveland called Lans, "Potter just contacted me. We talked about this matter, and he has an idea."

"He plans to use Roland to do this and let the FBI solve the Perez family as a law enforcer."

"Of course, if you are willing, you can also assist them."

"As a police officer in the old city."

To this, Lans had no opinion. He expressed acceptance and was also willing to cooperate with the FBI to crack down on these gang forces.

With a decision made above, the below moved quickly. Including Lans himself, he arrived at the old city and also met Director Roland.

"I didn't think we would meet in such a way, Lans.", Director Roland didn't show his paranoid, even a bit crazy and twisted sense of justice in front of Lans.

He looked like a normal person now, and even handed a cigarette to Lans.

"Thanks, but I'm more used to smoking my own cigarettes.", Lans refused his cigarette and took one from his own cigarette case.

This refusal made Director Roland's expression have some subtle changes. He then smiled again, "Actually, these cheap cigarettes are also good to smoke, if you can adapt."

Lans glanced at the cigarette case in his hand, "I don't care about the price of cigarettes."

In other words, he has an opinion on the person who gave him the cigarette.

(End of chapter)