Awakening the Daily Intelligence System - Chapter 445
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Chapter 445: 164, friend, do you see? I have control over everything about you_1
Lin Chen?
Johnson Foster had a deep understanding of Grand Xia and could probably tell that this should be the name of someone of Grand Xia nationality.
But the key issue was that he did not know this person.
He looked towards his secretary, Bighu Alvin, with a hint of confusion and asked, “Lin Chen? Who is he?”
Despite not having much advantage in the competition for the Duke, and maintaining a very approachable image on the internet, at the end of the day, he was a big shot from America.
There were many who wanted to meet him.
If the other party had nothing valuable to offer, the secretary wouldn’t even have reported it to him.
Bighu Alvin lowered his voice and said earnestly, “Mr. President, honestly, he is the person who has helped you through tough times in the past two years.”
What?
Johnson Foster’s eyebrows furrowed, his expression becoming more serious.
He had long realized that someone had been aiding him from behind the scenes, but he had never known their identity.
He could more or less guess their intentions.
It was highly likely that they thought that he had no significant interest group backing, and by helping him to the position of the Duke, they could maximize their interests.
The reason they had remained hidden for the past two years was perhaps that they felt he was not yet worthy of meeting them.
Johnson Foster actually thought the same way, that if the other party could truly help him secure the Duke’s position, he would not mind them seeking benefits in the process.
There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.
But now, he was almost certain that he was going to lose the election—what was the meaning of this person showing up at this time?
Could it be that he still had some value to be exploited?
Johnson Foster did not believe at all that this Lin Chen, under the current circumstances, could make him a winner.
It was as nonsensical as America landing on the moon again.
More importantly, there was the issue of this person’s identity…
If he really was a Grand Xia national, who could be backing him?
If it was as he suspected, then Lin Chen’s intervention in the competition for the American Duke might not just be about some resources and profit; his ambitions must be significant.
Rushing to contact him could lead the outside world to think he was friendly towards Grand Xia or even involved in profiteering.
In that case, it wasn’t just about whether he could win the competition for Duke—his business could very well face bankruptcy.
Russia and Grand Xia were both opponents of America in its strategic games!
Johnson Foster might appear carefree and sloppy, but how could he have reached his position today if he were as simple as he seemed on the surface.
If he was really the ‘fool’ that outsiders believed he was, he would certainly not have been able to fight for his inheritance those years ago, let alone expand the family business to its current size.
The person the outside world saw was just an image he deliberately crafted.
Johnson Foster pondered for a moment and finally shook his head, saying, “Go tell him that I appreciate his help before, but meeting is not necessary. If he wishes to strike a deal with me, let him talk to the professional managers.”
Bighu Alvin was not surprised by his response and did not leave. Instead, he continued, “President, Mr. Lin might have a way to help you take one more step forward and secure the Duke’s throne.”
Hmm?
Johnson Foster paused and looked up and down at the secretary who had served their family for two generations, asking in a deep voice, “What has he given you?”
Over the past several years, the secretary had never commented on his decisions and never overstepped.
This was also an important reason why the secretary could serve the Johnson Group across two generations, just like his father did.
But today, the secretary gave Johnson Foster a strange feeling.
If something is abnormal, it’s probably an evil influence; the secretary must have some deal with this so-called Lin Chen.
What Johnson Foster couldn’t understand was just how capable the other party must be to persuade his fiercely loyal secretary.
Bighu Alvin didn’t hide anything and spoke truthfully, “President, indeed, I have already been in contact with Mr. Lin before, but please trust that everything I have done is for the purpose of making you and the Johnson family stronger.”
“If possible, I urge you to meet Mr. Lin. I assure you it will be a great gain.”
Eye to eye, Johnson Foster’s expression turned increasingly grim.
The feeling of betrayal by the most trusted person was very uncomfortable, and he knew he had to meet Lin Chen today.
He was quite curious to see what kind of offer could have bought the loyalty of his closest secretary.
As for helping him become the Duke?
Stop joking,
Initially, Johnson Foster’s candidacy was just for a bit of excitement, and the competition over the past two years went very smoothly, so he genuinely entertained the fantasy of becoming the Duke.
But after today’s speeches and debates, he was painfully aware of just how far he was from that position.
“Come with me.” The secretary turned around and led the way.
Johnson Foster numbly followed out of the dressing room and happened to see the other five competitors being interviewed by the media.
Ron DeSantis, who had the most hope of winning, saw him and joked with a playful tone, “Well, if it isn’t Foster, the biggest playboy of Huafu State.”
“With that mournful look, how are you going to lead America towards greatness?”
The others, knowing that their own chances of election were hopeless, had already joined Ron DeSantis’s camp.
They were not foolish enough to speak mockingly, but the look in their eyes and expressions conveyed deep disdain and contempt.