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Chapter 172: The problem of standing in line

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    Truman was sick and his appetite was not very good. The cook specially prepared light dishes for him, and the table was full of green.

    It is very appetizing to ordinary people, but to Xu Bao, it really hurts the eyes. There are so many greens, and the hair eats the head.

    Originally, she still wanted to come to the house where the American leader lived. After all, there were a lot of delicious food, and she specially brought the big cat and the little pink pig who had lost weight to enjoy the food.

    For those who don¡¯t like green vegetables, looking at a pile of green vegetables is very painful, especially American-style green vegetables, which are still raw, so just add some salad dressing and mix well.  The vegetables poured out of the Secretary of State's poop are still vegetables, and they will not taste better than meat.

    Seeing that Lao Du said last time that he was critically ill, it was not easy to be alive after so long. He was much emaciated and could only eat green vegetables. He did not expect that the huge White House is so poor.

    Xu Bao ate a few mouthfuls meaningfully, drank some water and didn't eat any more.

    I really want to order takeaway, but I don¡¯t know if the pizza will be delivered to the White House. Seeing Lao Du who can eat two steaks, he just picked a few vegetable leaves, which is really pitiful.

    In fact, it is also rich. In order to cater for the president's appetite, the chef racked his brains and listed all the edible vegetables, such as tomatoes, broccoli, peas, onions There are many types, but for carnivorous treasures, green vegetables  There is only one name, not meat.

    After dinner, Truman asked Xu Bao to drink tea and chat.

    Seeing Lao Du procrastinating, Xu Bao didn't know what to say. Xu Bao, who had a hard time opening his head, suddenly thought that Lao Du might be asking her to borrow money.  That's what it looks like, a bit embarrassing.

    Thinking about the stocks I seem to have bought in DuPont, I heard that they have been rising, and the income is very good, which is equivalent to inexplicable extra money.  Lend the proceeds to Lao Du, and return it to himself when he is free, saving him a big man who eats vegetables all day long, which is so pitiful.

    Truman didn't know that Xu Bao was thinking so much, he finally asked with the mentality of trying: what if a place is surrounded by awesome Xu and we want to send things in as soon as possible?

    In fact, Truman and his staff have thought of thousands of ways, transporter?  armored car?  tank?  No way, the Soviet armored force is currently the most powerful force in the world, and it is impossible for the Americans to pass through under his nose.  The big brother of the Soviet Union is eagerly waiting for the Americans to be beaten!

    Shipping by ship?  diving?  It is not feasible to build a sea first.

    Learn from the Chinese Communist Army to dig tunnels and dig holes, but I am afraid that when the Americans dig the tunnels, the brothers in West Berlin will starve to death

    Aircraft, but in addition to food and daily necessities, such as fuel, it is impossible to do it with such a small aircraft.

    But if they don¡¯t do anything, the people in that place can¡¯t bear the loneliness, and they might surrender to the Soviet Union.

    There is really no way, Lao Du is dead horse as a living horse doctor, thinking that good things will happen every time he is close to the deadly Xu, so let's try his luck.

    When Xu Bao heard it, what kind of stupid question is this? Is it to test her IQ?  It's so simple, he said with a smile: The fastest way is to fly, the things are delivered right away, without even stopping, just throw them from the plane, Xu Bao is used to throwing big cats every day, big cats are in Xu Bao  The side of the leg looked at Xu Bao sadly, and went to play with Little Pink Pig again

    Truman said distressedly: There are not enough planes, and a lot of things have to be delivered.

    Xu Bao said simply: one is not enough, use two, two is not enough, three, four, five

    The staff hiding behind the reception room hurriedly counted with their fingers. How many planes the United States has in Europe is not enough.

    After a while, when Lao Du looked up, he saw his staff secretly shaking their heads.

    Lao Du said very distressed: It's really not enough.

    ? Xu Bao thought for a while and said: I don¡¯t have enough, so I can borrow from others.

    When Truman heard it, his eyes were bulging, like frogs. Did he and his group of staff grow up eating vegetables that couldn't put salads in them?

    ? In fact, the staff were also stupid, but Xu Bao thought simply and did not think about international relations at all. The staff began to think too much, just thinking about paying too much, but actually solved the West Berlin problem and got more.

    The staff here have started to work. It is enough for the leaders to propose ideas, and they will figure out the details.

    Lao Du was very happy and felt cured all of a sudden, and began to chat with Xu Bao about all kinds of delicious foodTake the plane back home.

    ? Fatty hugged Tyson reluctantly, and had already started to hug. It seemed that the progress was rapid, but Tyson still followed Xu Bao back, maybe he didn't have the courage to take that step.

    Back in China, the old man hurriedly went to the president of the newspaper, hoping to publish a travelogue, "My Journey to the US Presidential Election" it is best to have an English version!

    Old Wu kindly persuaded: Dad, don't go, can we keep a low profile?

    The old man was not happy blowing his beard and staring, he just likes to make a high profile, and scolded: You bastard, what do you know!

    Xu Bao smiled and said: Go, go, Lao Du said, you must publish an English version, and he will buy one too!

    The old man stroked his beard: the daughter-in-law is still filial.

    Xu Bao turned his head and winked at Wu Anguo and whispered: Brother, I bought the publishing house, and dad can publish whatever he likes.

    In order to please the boss's father, the president of the publishing house did his best with first-class efficiency. In fact, in the end, the cover had something to do with the old man. A photo of the old man. The content was all written by someone. Based on the incomplete materials provided by the old man, it was compiled in a hype.

    At the same time, in order to highlight the wisdom of the old man, the subtitle of the book is also drafted¡ª¡ªIdiots who support Dewey, what a loss!

    As soon as the book was published, it became a bestseller.  Everyone in China today claims to be a new youth, whether it is the Kuomintang, Communist Party or passer-by, they are all concerned about international affairs.

    This book just fit everyone's psychology. It was sold out as soon as it was released. The old man smiled happily. He bought a big bookcase at home. The whole cabinet was full of the old man's books. On the cover was a high-definition portrait of the old man's chrysanthemum face.

    The attendants at Chiang Kai-shek's official residence were also arty, and specially bought a copy of "My Journey to the American Election" and read it in their hands.

    On this day, Lao Jiang had just recovered from the pain of a huge sponsorship in vain. He decided to take a breath of fresh air in the sunny and green courtyard to relieve stress.  There is a young man who is reading with relish.

    Lao Jiang was in the right mood, and he always liked young people who love to learn, so he took out his glasses and took a closer look.

    The glasses are very powerful, and the writing is very clear.

    The bright red subtitle looks like a silver hook and iron painting¡ª¡ªIdiots who support Dewey, lose it!

    What is the sun shining, what is the greenery, it is clear that the money in the dark clouds is in vain, the sun is laughing at it, and the silly wood in the yard is slapped with laughter, so it is swaying

    Lao Jiang covered his chest and went back to the office directly!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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