"Mr. Chen, the brewery has stopped production."

“Stopped? Why?”

"Today, the city hall officials came to the brewery and said that our brewery was not safe and had failed the quality inspection."

"City Hall official? When did the City Hall manage production safety and quality inspection?"

"Mr. Chen, have you offended someone?" Denver asked.

Denver certainly knew that City Hall had no power to interfere with corporate production.

However, the City Hall directly contacted the Fire Department and the Food Hygiene and Safety Supervision Committee.

Chen Zhao frowned: "Okay, I understand. Cooperate with the request of the city hall officials and resume production as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Yalix called again.

"Chen, the Marine Animal Protection Organization suddenly forcibly landed on the Magic Island in the past two days, saying that the Magic Island project destroyed the marine ecology and had a conflict with the construction team on the island. Now the Coast Guard intervened in the investigation and ordered the Magic Island project to be temporarily suspended."

"I got it, let the construction team be suspended for one week."

"Chan, do you know how much damage a week's shutdown will cause to us?"

"I know, I just don't want the conflict to expand." Chen Zhao said.

"Chan, is something happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just that someone goes out without any brains." Chen Zhao said indifferently.

"Maybe I can find a relationship and solve the problem," said Yalix.

"No need." Chen Zhao immediately rejected Yalix's proposal and then hung up the phone directly.

The first time Yalix was hung up by Chen Zhao so roughly.

She vaguely sensed the anger hidden in Chen Zhao's calm tone.

And Chen Zhao called another phone number.

"Hey, Mr. Governor."

"Who?"

"I'm zhao, Chinese, I thought you knew me."

"I won't remember a Chinese person in my heart."

"Mr. Governor, you seem to have crossed the line."

"Offlines? I don't think so. I just use my powers reasonably."

"Didn't Miss Yamira stay to convey what I mean? Don't try to break into areas you don't understand."

"Haha...Huaxia Chen, are you threatening me?"

"Your weapon is politics, but you obviously know nothing about me."

"I really want to see, what can you do to me? Kill me?"

"It's easy to kill you, but I don't want to do that. I'll let you know me first."

"Haha...I'm not interested in you."

"Whether you are interested or not, you need to know and kindly remind you that there will be a huge storm on the West Coast tonight."

"You don't need to remind you that the West Coast Meteorological Bureau has the best meteorological experts and equipment in the world."

...

After hanging up the phone, Swick immediately called his assistant.

"You contact the West Coast Weather Service now to ask about the weather conditions in California and the West Coast in the next three days."

Swick soon received an answer from his assistant.

"Sir, the Meteorological Bureau said that the west coast cities will be clear in the next few days, and the temperature during the day will be around 28 degrees Celsius. If you need to go out for a trip, it will be a good choice."

"Okay, I get it." Swick smiled.

It seems that the other party is just scaring himself.

Swick picked up the phone again and called another phone number.

"Hey, Mr. Tangse, that man called me in anger today and threatened me to create a storm."

"Mr. Swick, please rest assured that no one in this world can create storms unless that person is God."

"Are you sure?"

“I’m very sure.”

Donser is one of Swick's recent think tank recruitment and a partner.

He filled the gap in Swick's team with the supernatural world.

Tang Se has a very deep background in the supernatural world.

Swick's main appeal is political.

Tang Se is an important part of his control over the supernatural world in North America.

And Tang Se’s appeal is from the supernatural world.

Both sides need each other, and there is no conflict in interests.

So it's quite pleasant to work together.

After talking to Swick, Tang Se also satisfies the call.

Using Swick's political power to control the supernatural association, he thus controls the entire supernatural world of North America, and then using the North American supernatural world to feed Swick, allowing him to successfully break through next year's election and become the head of state.

Then he used the political power of the great head of state to complete the control of the supernatural world of the entire American continent.

As for the Chinese, he is currently the president of the Supernatural Association.

In Tang Se's eyes, he was just an irrelevant little person.

Maybe he has some strength, but he has no political background.

In Tang Se's opinion, the other party is a political novices.

Without relying on any political power, he has a supernatural organization funded by the government.

Donser walked into a bar.

The bar was opened by an old friend of his.

"Hi, Kendir."

Kendill wiped the wine glass at the bar and glanced at Donser.

"What do you want?"

"Whiskey." Tangser said with a smile: "Kendill, how about you going to participate in the World Supernatural Competition this time?"

"Not very good." Kendill replied unhappily.

"Is the ranking bad?"

Kendill was even more upset, not just because of his bad ranking.

I almost didn't come back, okay?

"Fifteen dollars, thank you." Kendill didn't want to pay attention to Donser.

"How about my last proposal?"

"I remember I had rejected you."

"Kendil, come and help me, I really need you." Donse looked at Kendil sincerely.

“I just want to run this bar right now.”

"Does your bar have business?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"As long as you are willing to help me, in one month, I will open a bar ten times higher than this one for you."

"You have money?" Kendill knew that Donse was as poor as him.

No, it should be said that he is poorer than him.

“It’s there in a month.”

“I’m not interested in short checks.”

"Don't you believe me?"

"I only believe in the immediate interests. If you can pay $100,000 now, I will work for you. If not, please pay the wine first."

"One month! Just one month, I have the final say in the whole of Los Angeles."

"Haha...it's impossible. What you say here doesn't matter, it's the supernatural association."

"A month later, the Supernatural Society belongs to me." Tang Se said confidently.

Kendill stopped wiping the wine glass and looked at Donse in confusion.

"Donser, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course, of course I know that the yellow-skinned monkey will be driven away by me soon."

Kendill sighed, he was really moved.

But after hearing Tang Se's words.

He completely gave up this newly-grown idea.

Is this guy an idiot?
Chapter completed!