Chapter 1556: Encounter Jacqueline

"For the untrue reports that have appeared in the media recently, the Navy and I did not intend to ignore them." Sullivan glanced down easily.
In the press booth below, he saw many unfriendly eyes.
Sullivan turned a blind eye to this, and then said: "Money is a senior talent with the highest level of authority and involved in national defense and military undertakings."
"At the same time, he is one of the most important participants in the military's most advanced secrecy project. His existence is strategic, enough to involve national security."
"According to the confidentiality agreement, we can take all actions if the military believes that he may threaten the security of the United States and pose a hidden danger to this."
These words immediately detonated the scene, "Excuse me, Minister, what are you talking about in the military's top secret project?"
"Your Excellency Minister, why do you want a foreigner to join this top-level secrecy project? Does it mean that his talent surpasses other Americans and cannot be replaced."
"Minister, is this plan related to the Battle of the Peninsula?"
"Is it for the spread of redism in the Far East?"
Various problems emerged endlessly, and some of them were sharp to Sullivan, but he showed a satisfied smile.
Because from this moment, no one has paid attention to the yellow monkey that he was caged, even if it is a monkey that is smart enough to threaten national security.
With such distinctive discrimination, Sullivan dared to think about it in his heart.
"Next, my assistant, Sergeant Sam, will answer these questions." Sullivan gave the assistant the next trouble and left the venue confidently.
But he seems to have forgotten that if a piece of news fails to pass the review by the editor, it cannot be published in any newspaper.
Coincidentally, Sullivan, who represents the dual identity of the military and the official, all invited journalists from authoritative media.
And most of them belong to Lanc, even if a few do not belong to it, they are willing to sell each other a face.
The big news that should have caused a lot of sensation and aroused people's curiosity and attention, so quietly the stone sinks into the sea.
Even the slightest splash did not splash.
Sullivan, who learned of this situation, shot the wall of the office into a sieve, but it could not change the fact.
Mastering the power brought by public opinion, at this moment made him clearly aware of the limitations of his own power.
If it is on the battlefield, he can easily order to kill the ‘enemy. ’
But in a ‘war’ where there is no smoke and no blood, he is the weak and helpless clown who is fooled by people.
Lanc, Los Angeles News Corporation headquarters building.
In the office of Harry Chandler, he just hung up the call with BOSS.
"Sai Ye, please come in." After the secretary came in, Chandler wrote anything on the note and handed her: "Choose 29 same gifts for all editors."
"In addition to the greeting cards, each card should have a different thank you word, and be more sincere." Chandler explained, the thank you word for each card was different.
Gifts can be the same, but the sincere gratitude on his behalf must not be perfunctory.
"Understood, BOSS." The race wearing a short denim skirt, white stockings, and transparent open-toe high heels also took the note and turned to walk away.
Chandler frowned: "Wait."
"Your dress." Finger pointing at her dress, Chandler said with a chuckle: "It looks very good, is there anything special?"
Sai also stood in front of the door, pulled the blinds from inside, and turned to open his mind.
Although Lanc used his own network, major newspapers ignored this news enough to trigger a new round of public attention and discussion.
But there are still some tabloids that get the news and want to take the opportunity to catch the military line.
So they took every initiative to get in touch with Sullivan.
If he cannot be contacted, he will contact his office.
Otherwise, contact his secretary, assistant, subordinate office, sergeant, or his seven aunts and eight aunts.
Anyway, all the imaginable relationships are connected, and the answer is only...
There is no answer.
How could Sullivan let these third-rate tabloids broadcast the news on behalf of the military.
Their style has always been sensational, and there is no bottom line.
If one is careless and finds some gossip or clues, the entire United States will explode tomorrow.
And it was only Sullivan's own head that exploded faster than it.
The report is over, and no one knows what happened during the naval office and the journalists who participated in the press conference.
Sullivan now needs to find a new solution to deal with the three-day deadline given to him by the presidential office.
Time doesn't seem to be enough, because his time is only the last day.
Plus 8 hours of night.
That's when Sullivan struggled for this, and began to think about his own way.
If you really want to let him go, how can you limit his freedom, let him stay in America forever or find new evidence to put him back in prison.
It is the kind of evidence that no one can refute!
At the same time, Li Zitao is also enjoying the beauty of the night~EbookFREE.me~ The time at Oak Manor is undoubtedly very good, but it lacks the fun that adults should have.
So, this evening Li Zitao decided to go out and have some fun.
He's going to New Orleans to find a hot bar and let go of his extra enthusiasm.
If there is a pleasing girl, maybe he will be very kind to invite the other party to eat a slime meal.
I believe that the other party will not mind, protein is one of the indispensable nutrients for humans, it is very complementary.
Coincidentally, he really found a pretty girl in the bar.
And the other party was a familiar face, Jacqueline Bouvier.
"Jacqueline, why are you in New Orleans?" This coincidence was really unexpected.
The traditional, old-fashioned, stereotyped New Orleans is not one of the tourist routes that young people like and will choose.
At least not now!
"I also want to know the same answer." Jacqueline said, holding a glass of wine, with a delicate face on his ear.
Li Zitao snapped his fingers at the bartender, pointed to Jacqueline's glass, and raised two fingers.
"I'll deal with some personal assets, how about you?" Two glasses of the same wine were quickly put on the table, and Li Zitao pushed one of them to her and said, "I invite you."
"Thank you." Jacqueline killed the remaining wine, and then said a little drunkenly: "I accompanied my sister to the party."
"It seems that the party is boring." Li Zitao said jokingly: "But I want to thank it for letting us meet here."
"Do you think this is an interesting fate?" Jacqueline looked at him pointedly, her eyes flashing ambiguously.
She is already an adult, and maybe this moonlit night is a good time for her to completely change.