"Economic sanctions? Do you know how many jobs the Long family's industry provides to us American citizens every year? Do you also know how much tax revenue the Long family's industry provides to our country?" Olance was stunned when he heard this, and then
He asked with a somewhat dissatisfied frown.
"Of course, I don't know any of this, and I don't want to know. I only know that no matter how many jobs or taxes the Long family provides you now, in the future, they will take it all back from all the people of the United States.
Come back!" Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly.
When Orans heard this, he couldn't help but fell silent. Zhuo Yifan's words actually left him speechless.
"Actually, Mr. President is a smart man. I think you should know very well how to choose. I think when you regret it one day, you may have missed the best opportunity. Why not take advantage of this opportunity to tell everyone now?
Cooperate together and work hard for our country and people? Even if there are any risks, we must bear them. If we cannot bear even this risk, then what we will bear in the future will be destruction!" Zhuo
Yifan reminded him earnestly.
"Young man, are you teaching me how to be a president?" Orans frowned and asked in a rather dissatisfied tone.
"I don't dare, I just want to give Mr. President a reminder and some advice." Zhuo Yifan shook his head and explained.
"I think we have nothing more to say. Sorry, I have a meeting later!" Orans stood up impatiently and prepared to leave directly.
"Mr. President, maybe you can have a meeting with Mike Will and Richard first. I think they will tell you something. If you still want to consider my proposal, you can contact me at any time! Goodbye!" Zhuo Yi
Fan chuckled lightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the person disappeared on the spot.
Orans was stunned when he heard this, and turned around to see where he could see Zhuo Yifan's shadow?
"Where are the others?" Hollande asked the guards around him with his eyes widened.
"It suddenly disappeared just now." One of the guards explained with a frown.
"Okay, he does have this strength. Damn it, how could I agree to meet with such a guy? Where are Mike Will and Richard?" Orans then reacted and asked somewhat depressedly.
"They are waiting for you in Conference Room No. 1!" the guard replied respectfully.
"Let's go!" Orans snorted angrily, and then walked into the White House.
Zhuo Yifan didn't really leave the White House. He had long expected that Orans would be angry because of what he said. He didn't care about it. The point was that if Orans could learn from Mike Weir and Richard
I know that when I want to give him a big gift, I wonder what he will think?
Soon, Orans saw Mike Weir and Richard sitting there in the conference room, and asked with a gloomy face: "Has Zhuo Yifan given the chip to you?"
"Mr. President? Have you finished talking?" Seeing Orans suddenly walked into the conference room, the two of them stood up quickly. Mike Will asked in surprise.
"Answer my question!" Orans reminded impatiently.
"Uh..." Mike Will was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Orans' tone to be so impatient, and he was surprised. After a moment, he came back to his senses and quickly explained: "Yes, Zhuo was in the car before.
They already gave us the chip. The stuff is right here!”