novel for you #898 - Check the accounts! Check the accounts! (Second update!)
#898 - Check the accounts! Check the accounts! (Second update!)
4 a.m., Washington, DC, White House.
Odebiao poured a cup of icy and bitter American coffee into his mouth, but this icy and bitter iced American coffee could not relieve his fatigue.
We were bombed during the day, performed a show in the rain, then started to have a fever and felt sick all over.
After a check-up by the doctor, he took some medicine and rested at his desk for two hours. He felt a little better, but before he could call his subordinates to discuss the bombing, another worrying matter was brought to his attention by the newly appointed chief of staff.
Los Angeles is on fire.
The city of Los Angeles is on fire.
The whole city is on fire!
When he first received the news, Odebiao thought someone was deceiving him. After all, this was Los Angeles.
One of the earliest cities in America, with a long history and culture, and Hollywood is home to it. How could such a place catch fire?
What is the Fire Department doing?
What is the police doing?
In one of the videos, Odebiao also saw the Hollywood sign.
Los Angeles indeed.
It's a little hot in Los Angeles at 3 a.m.
Putting down the phone, he looked at the chief of staff in front of him and asked calmly:
"Can you tell me what's going on?"
"I don't know!" The newly appointed chief of staff originally served in Odbiao's staff group. He took office because the previous chief of staff was killed in a bombing during the day. He was picked out as the tallest among the short ones.
Hearing the new chief of staff's decisive words, Odebiao slammed the table, stood up, and glared at the person in front of him.
Just as he was about to speak, the chief of staff handed the paper bag he had been holding to Odebiao and explained softly:
"This is some information I asked someone to urgently investigate about the foundation of Los Angeles' public facilities and the construction of the fire department."
“After reading this, you may know some answers.”
These two sentences made Odebiao very disdainful. He just thought that the new chief of staff was just making up for what he had just said.
They are all fake.
However, the other party has already handed over the information, so you still have to take a look at it and then make a decision.
With prejudice in his heart, Odebiao opened the paper bag, took out a stack of information that was not too thick, put it on the table, opened it, and read it carefully bit by bit.
【Los Angeles spent a total of $6.8 billion on public infrastructure construction from 2000 to 2005.】
[Los Angeles Fire Department construction expenditures totaled $1.8 billion from 2000 to 2005.]
[Los Angeles spent a total of $80 million on green environmental programs from 2000 to 2005.]
【2000……】
Looking at these numbers, Odebiao frowned subconsciously. Instead of asking, he grabbed the phone, found the calculator function and turned it on.
Start calculating your annual expenditure.
After calculating the numbers, he took a pen and wrote down the numbers at the back.
When the last letter fell, he stood up and walked to the bookcase next to him. He ran his fingers across the glass of the bookcase and finally stopped in front of a book called General Public Facilities Construction Budget Reference.
After getting the book without a chief editor, Odebiao returned to his desk, opened it, and searched according to the catalog.
I quickly found the corresponding project and turned to the corresponding page.
Putting the budget table of Los Angeles' consumption on the left and the reference standard on the right, Odebiao took a calculator and began to calculate one number at a time.
Soon, after finishing a table, he felt terrible.
When he had no money before, he thought it would be great to be president and that he would definitely get a lot of money.
But now, he suddenly realized that the president does not necessarily have people under him making money.
According to the reference standards, the expenses spent by these guys are dozens or even hundreds of times the reference standards.
But even if dozens or even hundreds of times the amount of funds are distributed, the fire will still burn.
The entire Los Angeles was dyed red by flames, like hell on earth.
So, where did the money go?
When these bastards spent this money, didn’t they think about giving themselves a share of it?
After cursing in his heart, Odebiao raised his head, looked at the new chief of staff who was much younger than him, and asked softly:
"Now, tell me, if I want to divert the public's conflicts away from me and at the same time increase my support rate, what should I do?"
The new chief of staff looked to be around 30 years old, with a pair of myopic-framed glasses on his nose, his blond hair hanging down in front of his eyes, and his eyes always downcast, like an old fox who had been scheming for years.
He raised his eyes, met Odebiao's gaze, and then snapped his fingers gently:
"It's very simple. It can even help you get rid of some troubles."
"The solution is to check the accounts, and check them hard."
"As the data I just showed you shows, Los Angeles officials spend money every year to build infrastructure and various other things."
"But what about the stuff?"
"In the past, ordinary people wouldn't care too much, but now, houses have burned down, cars have been lost, jobs may have been lost, and many people's family members have also been lost."
"At this time, the people are angry and crazy."
“That’s when we need guidance.”
"The main direction of guidance is naturally the inaction of Los Angeles officials. Money was spent but nothing was achieved."
"At this point, we can ask for an audit. Of course, we are not really doing it, but we are expressing our attitude."
“This attitude needs to be seen by ordinary people, and also by the targets of the audit.”
"And the attitudes between the two are different. Only in this way can we all be safe."
The chief of staff stopped talking here, and then stared at Odebiao with his light golden eyes, trying to get an answer from Odebiao.
Odebiao did not respond in a hurry, but picked up the document and started calculating with the calculator again.
After counting for about 10 minutes, he looked up and whispered to the chief of staff standing next to him:
"You go and arrange the audit, and then send all the traitors we have out to audit the accounts."
"Investigate vigorously and vigorously."
"Then you have to give me a clear idea of what happened to these people when they went out, and what the final result was. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Odebiao's words had already given his decision. When the chief of staff heard this, he was extremely happy in his heart, but he did not show it on his face.
Instead, he waited for a while before turning around, saying goodbye to Odebiao and leaving.
Half an hour later, an announcement was sent to America's official website after being reviewed by the chief of staff.
【Given that terrorists launched a large-scale attack on the President in the heart of America, resulting in the deaths of many senior officials.
However, in this attack, the troops stationed near America did not play the role they should have, so President Odebiao decided to review the military's funding.
In addition, the Los Angeles fire also surprised the President. After investigating the use of funds in Los Angeles over the years, the President decided to send a capable person to personally review the relevant funds.
The announcement was ambiguous, but people who saw it did not think so.
After seeing the announcement, the first person to take action was the Office of Budget and Management, or OMB, which reports directly to the President of the United States. As a department directly under the President, OMB is responsible for reviewing and supervising the use of budget funds by various departments.
The people in the OMB office are super interesting and speak very nicely.
After seeing the announcement from the Chief of Staff, people in the OMB office packed up their bags, left their posts for various reasons, and disappeared without a trace.
The department that acts immediately behind the OMB is the Federal Government Accountability Office, or GAO, which is affiliated with Congress.
This department belongs to Congress. It is the exclusive department that oversees the president and also supervises and reviews the use of funds by the various departments below.
The people in this office did the same thing. After seeing the announcement, they immediately left the office for various reasons and went on vacation.
Pentagon.
In the office on the top floor, the commanders of several major war zones in America and several important generals from the mainland sat around a round table, cigarettes in one hand and coffee in the other.
With a nonchalant sarcasm on their faces, they looked at each other with smiles.
No one spoke, so the only sounds in the room were the sound of the spoon stirring the coffee cup and the heavy breathing.
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Ding ding ding, very annoying.
I don't know how much time has passed. Bud, the commander in charge of the European theater, sat up straight, crossed his legs, and said casually:
"As everyone has seen, our president issued a notice overnight. Next, he will review the use of funds by various departments."
“This is not good news for us.”
"So, I think it would be best if we discuss a result here and then execute it accordingly."
"What do you think, Dana?"
When his name was suddenly mentioned, Dana, who had been pretending to be dumb, raised his head blankly and pointed at himself with a look of disbelief on his face:
"Bud, you really think highly of me."
"If I had the power to object, if I had the power to stop the president, would I have been robbed of my position right after defeating Iraq in the Middle East?"
"The current commander of the Pacific Theater has no job and can do nothing."
"But since you started the topic, Bud, I think you should speak up first and give your opinion."
The ball was kicked back to him again, and Bud couldn't help but close his eyes with an annoyed expression.
He raised his hand and waved it as if to shoo away a fly, then cast his eyes on the other people and said softly:
"In that case, I will be the bad guy."
"I think we should put aside our desire for these vacant positions in the Department of Defense and get through the difficult period of the president's audit."
"Difficulties? Are you kidding?" A sudden voice sounded. Bud looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was Douglas, the commander of the Northern Theater.
Looking at this guy, Bud scratched his head slightly.
There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.
The Northern Command is located in North America and is responsible for the Americas, Canada, Mexico and surrounding waters. Its headquarters is at Peterson Air Force Base in Colorado.
The main tasks are to be responsible for homeland defense, resist natural disasters, and counter-terrorism operations.
It can be said that the commander of the Northern Theater is equivalent to the commander of national defense.
Well……
Kennedy died on his own turf. Last year, Bush also died on his own turf, also from his own country's missiles.
And just this morning, the current President, Odebiao, was beaten severely in Arlington Cemetery.
Um……
It seems...for Douglas, the president's investigation into these accounting issues is really not a big deal.
At worst, just kill these people.
Killing the president would probably cause some trouble, but if they just wanted to kill a few auditors, they would just need to tamper with the transport helicopter and make it crash.
Seeing that the commander of the Northern Theater had spoken, the others naturally did not say much, but once again raised their eyes and looked at each other.
There were no additional topics, so the topic returned to the positions in the Ministry of Defense.
Those positions are second to none and can bring huge profits to their respective alliances.
let?
dream!
Everyone present was an old fox and could tell what the other person was thinking.
Knowing what the other party was thinking and knowing that their interests were in conflict with each other, no one in the group gave anyone a good face.
Finally, Hanks stood up. He patted his plastered leg and said softly:
"Since everyone is unhappy with it, I think we can come up with a more compromise approach."
His words attracted the attention of others.
Under the gaze of these people, he said again:
“We drew lots, except for the position of defense minister which will be left to our dear President Odebiao, for the remaining positions, we will draw lots.”
"Write all the job titles on a piece of paper, then crumple the paper into a ball and drop the little balls into a closed box."
“Then draw lots.”
"Whatever position you get, you'll get that position."
"Hurry up and distribute it so that we can go and talk to Mr. Odebiao."
The remaining few people looked at each other, didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
For now, this method is the most gentle and can best ensure everyone's dignity.
With this plan in place, the atmosphere at the scene eased a little. Douglas poured the iced Americano in front of him into his mouth, tilted his head, and asked Hanks:
"Hanks, you've spent the longest time in the Middle East. If we were to go to war, who would you choose if it was you?"
Hearing this, Hanks couldn't help but roll his eyes.
if?
If shit.
Now that you've asked this question, it means that you've already chosen the target and you just need to deliver it. Why are you still pretending?
What the hell are you pretending for?
Even a chamber pot can't hold as much as you can.
Raising his hands and rubbing his cheeks, he responded softly:
"Syria! It's better to go to Syria because there is oil there."