130 Political Game
Forming a cabinet is a very crucial matter. It can be said that Tang Xiao has used all the resources he can use. In the selection of candidates, he finally selected his chief think tank after a long talk.
That is also a legendary figure - that's right, in order to form a cabinet, Tang Xiao awakened two legendary figures in succession.
Besides Ni Yongxiao, there was another person. Compared with Francis Underwood, he is not suitable for working hard in the political arena, but his IQ and his planning can be said to be comparable to Tang Xiao, which is rarely seen in film and television works.
Moreover, this person is not the type like Luthor and Mengsk who have to worry about being bitten back at any time after awakening, so it is more reassuring to use.
He has a very strategic mind, is good at grasping the key to the problem, and achieves the impossible goal with a small one.
If there is a metaphor, it is that he once used a matchstick to move a building!
He is just a mortal, but he once relied on his own plan to cause the extremely powerful superheroes to collapse and split!
He will be another disaster that Tang Xiao brings to this galaxy...
Tang Xiao believes that if this person becomes his chief think tank, he will have greater confidence in future struggles——
Baron Helmut Zemo!
The man who once subverted the Avengers Alliance by himself!
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"Cabinet Chief Assistant? It's a strange job title, but it's the first step in fulfilling the promise." Francis Underwood threw the documents aside, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and sipped lightly.
Claire Underwood picked up the document and looked at it, "Actually, I am more concerned about who is this Helmut Zemo and Ni Yongxiao? Why are they directly entrusted with important tasks and joined the newly established cabinet?"
"That's not the point Claire," Francis said with a smile.
"Then what do you think is the key?" Claire dropped the file, went to the closet, took off her coat in front of Francis very naturally, and began to take out dresses from the closet to try on.
"Location, location, location." Francis stood up, stood by the window, opened the window, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the windowsill, lit himself, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the smoke Go out the window, "As I've said countless times, power is like real estate, where location determines value. The closer you are to the core, the more valuable you are."
"Then the position of the chief minister of the cabinet, does it mean that we are closer to the core?" Claire took out a long red dress for comparison, shook her head and put it down, and picked up a black one.
"On the contrary, it's farther away." Francis had finished smoking a cigarette, put out the butt, and said slowly with his arms folded: "In this cabinet, Chi Jianjun is in charge of scientific research, and his position cannot be shaken. And Ni Yongxiao is Tang Xiao's assistant, responsible for handling his daily affairs. Helmut Zemo is Tang Xiao's chief think tank. There is no doubt that Tang Xiao will discuss many daily affairs with them. Therefore, in name, I am the chief minister of the cabinet, but in fact, I cannot exert influence on any cabinet member."
Claire changed clothes stiffly, her voice trembling, "You mean, the Supreme Commander is alienating us?"
"He let me be the chief minister of the cabinet, even if it's just a false name, but at least he is expressing one meaning-he has not forgotten his previous promise." Francis smiled easily, "Oh, yes, I think the red dress just now is very nice."
"Tomorrow I'm going to attend a gathering of the Mutual Aid Fund for the Outer Rim Planets of the Galaxy. I think that as an organization that invites the weak to warm up, I should behave a little more plainly, such as solemn black." Claire frowned.
"This Mutual Aid Fund is not important, what is important is the influence you get because of it, do you understand? Choosing red represents your enthusiasm. Let everyone focus on you, this is our purpose." Francis said.
Claire picked up the red dress again and smiled, "That's red. By the way, will you go tomorrow?"
"I won't go, I have other things to do." Francis shook his head.
"Speaking of which, Toonbuck Toora, a Senator from Planet Sy Myrth, suddenly expressed his support for this mutual aid fund," Claire said.
"Planet Sy Myrth is a planet with a very developed industry in the outer ring. With their support, your mutual aid fund will definitely have a stronger influence." Francis said with a smile.
"You did this?"
"Just a little seasoning."
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On the second day, a luxury hotel appeared on the surface of Coruscant.
Numerous high-ranking Galactic Republic officials and planet Senators gathered here, and waiters shuttled among them, delivering delicious food to these people.
They gathered together in twos and threes, exchanging some topics that maybe a sentence or two could influence the fate of a planet.
Claire Underwood, dressed in a red dress, stood on the stage and said with a smile to the officials and planet representatives below, "Let us pay more attention to the Planets in the Outer Rim of the Galaxy! While we are enjoying a prosperous life, we should Understand, that there are still some Backward Planets whose people are starving! Some planets can't even send their representatives to Coruscant in a shuttle to make their voices heard!"
"... Let us unite! If the Republic cannot solve the food and clothing problem of the backward planets in the outer ring, then we can only solve it ourselves!"
"...Rodia is willing to join the mutual aid fund for planets in the Outer Rim of the Galaxy!"
"...Jabiim is willing to join the Mutual Aid Fund!"
"...Sy Myrth is willing to join, and can provide a batch of Droids to help the Outer Rim Planets to carry out production work."
Some Planet Members also expressed their appeals and donations, and the atmosphere became warmer.
In a remote corner, a tall and energetic old man was standing there, holding a glass of expensive champagne in his hand, and took a sip gracefully.
Claire Underwood, who had finished his speech, chatted with Toonbuck Toora, a Senator from Planet Sy Myrth, who was wearing gorgeous clothes. Then he spotted the old man, said goodbye to Tula, and walked over.
"Master Dooku, it's a great honor for you to be able to participate in this event. I noticed that you also donated 5 Million Credits to our foundation. On behalf of the Poor Planets of the Outer Rim, I pay high tribute to you. You have changed our understanding of the impression of a Jedi Knight." Claire said with a smile.
