Came to Washington again.
When he walked out of the airport, he saw Lautre standing on the side of the road. Because he came in a hurry, there was no bodyguard and no one to pick him up, so he temporarily grabbed a strong woman to be the driver.
"Hello, Mr. George, where are we going? To the hotel, or?"
In fact, when she received George's call, Lautre was also very surprised. Although she was the liaison between the defense supply company and him, she had a lot of business dealings, but the two of them rarely contacted directly, and most of the time they contacted through secretaries.
But this time seemed different.
Well, but since you are a driver, you always have to be a competent driver.
"Well,"
Thinking for a moment, George looked at the girl in front of him and asked.
"Do you have plans tonight?"
"What?"
The girl's heart was panicked, and she even looked at the man nervously. Just when she was about to say something, she heard him say it again.
"I'm going to have dinner at a friend's house tonight. It's not convenient for me to go there alone. If you don't have any plans, please go with me."
Then, George closed his eyes and thought about this sudden invitation.
The reason why he hurried to Washington was because he received an invitation.
The one who invited him was none other than Truman.
What was the reason that made Truman invite him to Washington so anxiously?
The answer is very simple-Roosevelt was anxious!
After Dewey's constant stabbing, American public opinion was full of accusations against Roosevelt.
Although Roosevelt tried every means to make up for it, it was useless. Americans were very angry. After all, many Americans bled in the Pacific, but the damn White House didn't care about the Japanese devils!
It turned out that they all cared about Europe!
So it aroused the painful memory of the United States being betrayed in the last war!
So, now all walks of life are accusing Roosevelt, and the situation is getting worse and worse, even beyond George's imagination.
Roosevelt's "Europe First" policy was simply criticized by thousands of people, and even many people in his party stood up to accuse him.
Dewey's knife was so deadly that Roosevelt was anxious!
Roosevelt was anxious, so Truman found him!
Just as planned!
Two months ago, Roosevelt announced his vice presidential candidate, Senator Truman. This decision was beyond everyone's expectations. After all, there were too many people who were more suitable than him.
As the person involved, Truman, although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was even more eager to meet George.
After waiting for a long time, Truman only waited for a congratulatory call from George.
That's all.
In fact, this is just a means, there is no need to be too enthusiastic, just congratulations.
And the person involved, Truman, of course, didn't know that all this was just a means of the spiritual mentor.
"If possible, I hope to host you at home tonight, my friend."
Recalling Truman's phone call, George's mouth curled up.
Invite him to visit Washington.
Visit!
This means that in Truman's eyes, George has been promoted from a sponsor to a friend, and what does he need?
It is the support of friends.
But does the support of friends need to be so urgent?
...
"George, you may not know that now, in Washington, almost everyone is waiting to meet you, a wealthy oriental tycoon. After all, no one will refuse to be friends with a rich man. If they know that you, a rich man, just got off the plane and came to me, I'm afraid they will be jealous of me."
When Truman's words fell, a laugh immediately rang in the restaurant, and Mrs. Truman laughed.
"Harry, let them be jealous, the friendship between friends is something they can't envy."
Then Mrs. Truman turned her eyes to Laurette and said.
"My dear, Harry and George are very good friends. They have known each other for a long time."
Lauret nodded in confusion. No matter what, she never thought that George's "dining at a friend's house" would actually be with the vice presidential candidate, and at his house.
Is it so scary?
I'm just a driver!
Lauret couldn't help but say in her heart that she was just a driver. George came to Washington by plane, so he arranged for her to pick him up at the airport. He said he wanted to have dinner at a friend's house and asked if it was convenient for her to come with him because it was not convenient to take a taxi here.
Who would have thought that the friend he mentioned was actually the vice president!
Oh my God!
And now Mrs. Truman looked at her as if...she was his girlfriend.
God knows, she is just an ordinary employee, and a part-time one, and she still has to study!
Who wants such a playboy as a boyfriend!
She was very uncomfortable during the meal. For a teenage girl, you brought her to the vice president's house for dinner, isn't that a blow?
Is this kind of dinner party something a little girl should participate in?
Sensing Lauret's unnaturalness, Mrs. Truman said.
"Lauret, let's go to the living room to listen to music and leave this place for the men."
Truman smiled.
"Elizabeth, take good care of Miss Lauret, George and I will go to the study to smoke a cigarette."
It seems that everything is natural. After the laughter and chat at the table, we always have to return to the topic. After entering the study, Truman took out a cigar from the cigarette box on the desk, handed it to George, and said.
"This is what Churchill sent me after the president announced me as a presidential candidate."
Simple sentences reveal too much information, and the core information is that Churchill sent cigars only after he became a vice presidential candidate. Such a friend, of course... is not a friend.
"Harry, I believe this is just the beginning."
While rotating the cigar and lighting the cigar head with a lighter, George Yian said,
"I said that one day you will become president, my friend, I believe it!"
"George"
Truman took a puff of the cigar.
"In my opinion, you are like a magician. Perhaps, there should be many people in China who share the same feeling. No one has ever been so generous with hundreds of millions of dollars in arms, even for their own country."
"Harry, I picked up those arms."
Truman, who had just put the cigar in his mouth, was instantly confused. He held the cigar blankly and looked at the other party with a confused face.
"Did you really pick it up?"
Truman's tone was full of doubt. How could he not doubt it?
If this matter is told out, absolutely no one will believe it.
"I went to Italy..."
After blowing out a smoke ring, George told the story of how he found the munitions in a calm tone, but Truman was dumbfounded and could not believe his ears, so he could not speak for a long time.
Seeing this, George shrugged and said.
"Don't worship me, I'm just a legend."