With the sound of hurried footsteps, Mexican President Gonzalez left his presidential palace with his new assistant and drove straight to the Archdiocese on the north side of Plaza Constitution, as someone was waiting for his answer here.

This Archdiocese is a very famous landmark building in Mexico and the largest church in the entire Latin American region. Its construction time has lasted for two hundred years, so its architectural style combines classical Baroque and neoclassical styles. Not only are the statues very ancient, but there are also many biblical murals here, which are magnificent and grand.

In order not to attract too much attention, Gonzalez entered the Archdiocese through the side door, walked through the long corridor and finally came to a small conference room.

This conference room is where the bishops and the pastors meet in private. It is not large in size. On the wall directly in front of the conference room, a large cross is erected, and on both sides there are portraits of famous pastors from all ages, including the current Maid Brando. As for the people who summoned Gonzalez, they sat in the center of this conference room.

There is no problem with the word "summoning" here. Gonzalez is the president of Mexico, but here he is nothing, because the person who summoned him was Brando, the Malong Sect's Maggie, and his illegitimate son Jefferson sat next to him, and he was cautious. Behind the father and son was a middle-aged man, who must be Brando's most trusted butler.

"Dear Your Majesty, I am very honored to be allowed to enter this room and report to you what happened just now."

Gonzalez said to Brando when he came in, and took the initiative to step forward and kissed Brando's fingertips. He was very cautious and humble.

Brando did not say anything about this, as if he had just had something normal, and the other party did not have the honor of the president, just like an ordinary believer. Then he said lightly: "Then please tell me what did you say to Zhou Ming just now, the great chief who made the Indians show their popularity today, what exactly did he want to do."

Gonzalez did not hesitate at all: "Dear His Majesty, the Chief Zhou Ming, he was still the same argument. He said he would conduct business activities in Mexico and acquire the Mexican company that is now on the verge of bankruptcy."

This answer was not beyond Brando and Jefferson's expectations. After all, Zhou Ming asked in the negotiations between Jefferson and him. Therefore, Brando was not in a hurry to speak. Jefferson asked: "So did you tell him that you were not allowed to acquire financial companies and carry out any form of financial activities? Also, did he make some new requests?"

Gonzalez nodded and said, "Of course I have told him all about this, but he doesn't seem to care, and he has not made any new requests."

Jefferson looked at Brando in confusion, obviously he didn't understand what Zhou Ming was thinking.

In contrast, Brando just thought for a moment and then asked, "So that young man, did he say why he did this?"

Gonzalez answered some questions that he didn't know how to answer: "He said he was going to atone for his previous actions, and he wanted to... save Mexico."

For this answer, Brando and Jefferson were both stunned and then laughed, but Brando smiled, while Jefferson laughed loudly.

"Save Mexico? You have to atone for your own behavior? President Gonzalez, are you sure this is what the Chinese said? Are you sure that he didn't take any nerve drugs at that time? Or was he lying to you on purpose? Otherwise, how could he tell such a funny joke? Because it's as ridiculous as a wolf helping a sheep!" Jefferson said.

Gonzalez was disgusted with being questioned by a young man so much, but considering his relationship with Brando, he finally endured it.

"I don't know how authentic what he said before me, but I can feel his determination to acquire a Mexican company." Gonzalez.

"So you think no matter what he said, at least he really has the idea of ​​a large-scale acquisition of Mexican companies, right?" Brando asked.

Look at Damu’s question, it’s more important than his illegitimate child!

Gonzalez thought so in his mind, then nodded and told Brando that this was the case.

After getting the answer, Brando shook his head helplessly. Jefferson said excitedly: "Damu, since that Chinese look down on us so much, we must teach him a lesson! I think his determination is probably to achieve the effect of occupying Mexico by acquiring companies, right? Imagine if his capital penetrates into companies in all industries in Mexico, even if we want to move him, it would be not so easy."

Brando gently rubbed his head, signaling him not to be so excited, and then asked the butler behind him, "Do you remember the last time you said you wanted to save Mexico?"

With Brando's words, the butler who had been wandering around the world immediately came back to his senses and replied: "My Lord Damad, of course I remember that it happened more than ten years ago. At that time, our President vowed to cut off the ties with the church, to return the wealth of Mexico to the Mexicans, and to strangle all drug trafficking organizations in the territory. He said that his actions were saving Mexico."

"So what's his final result?" Brando asked again.

"Unfortunately, he was soon impeached by Congress, and died on the street the day after he stepped down. It is said that his family also died in their homes because they lost the protection of the police."

The middle-aged housekeeper replied, his tone was very plain, as if he was describing an extremely ordinary thing, but it made him feel goosebumps all over his body when he heard it. He hurriedly expressed his loyalty: "His Majesty Brando, please believe that I am the most devout believer of God. I go to worship every week, and I also support the church's exhibition in Mexico."

Just a simple sentence scares a president like this, which shows the horror of the power of the church in Mexico.

"My child, of course I know you are a very devout believer. My housekeeper just said unintentionally." Brando said to Gonzalez. "But we are very relieved about you, but we must not ignore the guy who is determined to save Mexico."

"All Mexicans were originally born to redeem their sins in their previous life, so that they could have the opportunity to be selected to serve God. But if he wanted to save it, wouldn't it mean that our doctrine was wrong? But this is impossible, so it must be that he was wrong, or that he had an ulterior motive, and no matter what it was, we cannot sit idly by and have to take measures."

Hearing Brando say this, Jefferson's eyes lit up immediately. He said excitedly: "Damu, did you decide to get rid of that Chinese? My people are always here to serve you. I know that he has left the presidential palace. I can send my people to catch him immediately!"

"My child, please put away your knife. Many things are not simply solved by violence." Brando frowned and said, obviously he was a little dissatisfied with Jefferson's proposal.

Jefferson was frightened by Brando's dissatisfied tone: "Omaki, I'm sorry for my stupidity!"

Brando waved his hand, then looked at Gonzalez opposite him and asked him, "I think you must have promised him, right? So don't you know what good ideas do you have?"

"I think my ideas must be very immature, but maybe I can provide you with some ideas for His Majesty."

As the President of Mexico, Gonzalez is obviously much more calmer than Jefferson. He is not in a hurry to answer, but instead humbly praises Brando before answering.

"According to the advice given by my finance minister, I think we can let Zhou Ming acquire Mexican companies, or he can be his own savior of Mexico. However, all the companies he can acquire can end up in the commodity industry, such as computer phones, other telecommunications industries, steel and petroleum; but the film industry and lipstick cosmetics must not be touched by him," Gonzalez said.

"The solution shouldn't be to think of it by slapping your head, so there should be a reason, right?" Brando asked curiously.

"I think you must have heard of the lipstick effect, Your Majesty Damad, right? That is the famous economic theory proposed half a century ago." Gonzalez explained, "Simply put, in the United States, whenever the economic depression is in recession, it will lead to a hot selling situation. This is because whenever the economy is down, people will give up buying high-priced goods and prefer low-priced goods. Commodities such as lipsticks and facial masks can just meet people's consumption**."

Gonzalez went on to say, "The same is true for movies. Due to the economic downturn, people need to find comfort. Then movies are such a cheap but suitable thing."

"So the President's idea is to let us take these industries that can still be popular in the economic downturn and throw other industries that are in recession to him, right?" asked the middle-aged butler behind Brando.

Gonzalez nodded and said, "That's it. In the current economic downturn, I think few people would be willing to spend thousands of dollars to buy a computer or a mobile phone. After all, those items that were originally very expensive are even more unnecessary to buy now."

"It is precisely for this reason that no matter whether he is real or fake, he wants to be the savior of Mexico, he must spend money to fill the holes of losses that these companies will never be able to fill." Jefferson took Gonzalez's words and said, his tone was excited. Obviously, he found a way to cheat Zhou Ming, and nothing could make him happy than this.

"And not only that, we can also ask the companies he acquires to achieve annual growth scale through the Telecommunications Association and the Steel and Petroleum Association. If he can't do it, we can use two to three years to get the shares of these companies back from him." The middle-aged butler behind Brando added.

Jefferson applauded: "This is really a great plan! Because no matter what kind of economic crisis, it can pass in three years. At that time, we can buy those companies from him at a very low price. In other words, the Chinese idiot who lost money and helped us see the companies for three years. As a result, the Mexican people even called him a hateful capitalist and we are the real saviors!"

Listening to their words, Brando also smiled: "It seems that you have reached an agreement?"

Brando finally made a decision: "Then we can decide, and sell all the companies in the commodity industry to our saviors according to President Gonzalez's plan. After all, this is an economic crisis he created, and he always has to repay it himself. It can be regarded as some explanations to the Mexicans and our God."8
Chapter completed!