Chapter 873 Farce Chapter 874 Contest with Roosevelt(1/2)
Not only did the federal government attend the state funeral, but also various organizations, corporate representatives and ordinary people, but diplomatic envoys from many countries also came to participate.
But what I could not have imagined was that Franklin Roosevelt would come, and he would have been in a magnificent way with Carey Rockefeller. What was even more annoying was that this guy actually said such extremely unqualified words in front of Coolidge and me, in front of Hoover's coffin.
I was angry, and when I squinted my eyes and said viciously that I would throw Roosevelt out of the church, I finally saw a trace of fear in this guy's face.
Before I finished speaking, the tall and powerful Kava and Gans came over, and the two guys rolled up their sleeves as they walked.
Herbert Hoover is not only a friend of Coolidge and me, but also a friend of DreamWorks in the minds of DreamWorks. It was originally a very sad thing to die. Franklin Roosevelt actually blasphemed the dead so much. The people at DreamWorks couldn't swallow this.
Franklin Roosevelt naturally knew that the DreamWorks people were so busy that we couldn't do anything. Moreover, this was a church, Hoover's coffin stop. We beat him and threw him out, which was a waste of time. This guy would never tell the reporter that he was beaten for blasphemy Hoover after being beaten. Besides, he was in a wheelchair, had difficulty moving, and could not fight back at all, let alone escape, and he hit him accurately.
There is a saying that a hero will not suffer any loss in front of him. Franklin Roosevelt understands this truth, so he shuts his mouth tactfully
"Mr. Corleon, I have to remind you that the gentleman in front of you is the leader of the Democratic Party. You don't want to be despised by the Democratic Party, do you?" At this time, Carrey Rockefeller, behind Franklin Roosevelt, said sarcastically.
I have known this guy for so long, and I have never seen him so happy. His face is like a bun with pleated cracks. His smile overflows from it, which is undoubtedly from the bottom of my heart.
Herbert Hoover's death made these people happy.
Carrey Rockefeller's words are obviously a reminder of the identity of the disabled person in front of me. He is not only the leader of the Democratic Party, but also the president of the United States soon.
One day the emperor and another day the ministers are indeed in a bad state.
If it were someone else, he would have been pleased with Roosevelt (those people just now were, but we DreamWorks have never had such a tradition.
"Mr. Rockefeller, our DreamWorks has never been afraid of any spitting or attacks. How is the Democratic Party compared to the Vatican Church?" Coolidge, who never spoke but had anger on his face, made Carrey Rockefeller's mouth weak.
The atmosphere at the scene became very awkward. Roosevelt smiled dryly and said, "Forget it. Don't be so full of gunpowder. I'm here to see Herbert, Mr. Hoover. Can I take a closer look at Mr. President's face? You know, no matter what, we are colleagues."
Coolidge and I looked at each other, and then we all looked at Edgar Hoover, who was standing in front of Hoover's coffin like a statue.
Although Roosevelt looked sad. Although he seemed to be full of memorials, he knew at a glance that it was the weasel who wished the chicken a happy New Year. If I guessed that, Hoover's death would definitely arouse the suspicion of these people, but the Bureau of Investigation was very strict and they could not have any chance to find out the news. Therefore, this time I picked up the plane to watch Hoover's remains, the best opportunity.
The most advanced anticorrosion technology used by Hoover's body was injected into blood vessels with anticorrosion potions less than an hour after death. In addition, some other professional anticorrosion treatments can be maintained for two months without any problem. Moreover, the body has been placed in a special ice warehouse with low temperatures for the past month and has not rotted at all. But the problem is that no matter how advanced the technology is, the body of a month is obviously different from the body that just died. If Roosevelt saw the body, a smart person would definitely find clues. When the guy shook it out, it would be a bad thing.
But the tricky thing is that Roosevelt made a request that we could not refuse at all. In terms of government positions, as the governor of New York, he was a colleague of Hoover, while in terms of party terms, Roosevelt was the leader of the Democratic Party and the ratings of Hoover, and he made a request to admire him. In the short term, it was to express his personal nostalgia for Hoover. In the big term, it was to express the Democratic Party’s grief. If we refused, they would also let them seize the handle. They would say that Republicans intentionally do not get along with the Democratic Party, and we would naturally suffer losses.
This cripple is really smart.
Coolidge and I were both nervous when we looked at Edgar Hoover in black. Faced with such a difficult problem, we were helpless. At this time, it depends on his ability to adapt to the situation.
"No problem." To our surprise, Edgar Hoover agreed to Roosevelt's request very readily, nodded to the two subordinates next to him, and signaled them to lift the lid of the coffin.
My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I secretly pulled Coolidge's clothes to wink him. Edgar Hoover was too careless. Isn't this self-destructing the Great Wall? He should find a suitable excuse to refuse.
It can be seen that Coolidge was also nervous, but he quickly calmed down and nodded hard at me. He believed in Edgar Hoover.
"Thank you. Thank you." Roosevelt's face showed an unconcealable excitement. He slid into the wheelchair to the next to the coffin, his eyes narrowed, and showed a very greedy gaze. He bent his waist and stretched his neck like a goose on his hands.
I followed the coffin uneasy, and when I saw the situation inside the coffin, I immediately smiled knowingly.
This Edgar Hoover is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp.
It turned out that there was a glass cover made of flower glass inside a huge coffin, which was a thick flower glass. From the outside, you could see Hoover's body, and it could be seen that it was him, but because of the refraction of this flower glass, the scene inside was vaguely unclear. Hoover's body was preserved well, but it was only different from those who had just died in his face and skin. This glass cover completely confused the only thing. As long as Roosevelt did not lift the glass cover, he would definitely not find any flaws.
The original excited and greedy expression on Roosevelt's face disappeared. Instead, there was surprise and disappointment. Looking at his face, I felt so happy.
Hoover's coffin was already very tall and was parked on a piece of cyan marble. It was difficult for Roosevelt, who was in a wheelchair to see the panoramic view inside. He put on his eyes, held the handle of the wheelchair with both hands and stood up without much effort.
The scene in front of me stunned me.
This guy is so skillful! In my impression, when Roosevelt appeared in public, he always looked like a disabled person with a disabled body and a strong will. His magic weapon was to stand up from a wheelchair with great difficulty and use this method to show his perseverance and belief. Standing up, this behavior has become a sign of his fire, and the people's favorability and success have been tried and tested. In history, Roosevelt was about to be defeated by the Japanese generals who had been cracked.
After the news of the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor, he deliberately did not reveal it, and deliberately caused the tragedy of Pearl Harbor. Then he held a meeting. When the American reporter announced the war to Japan, the guy once again used his magic weapon. That day, he stood up "extremely difficult" and used his actions to tell the reporters: "As long as you have faith, nothing is impossible, even if you deal with the extremely rampant fascism."
That stop made him gain crazy admiration from a country and made his reputation reach the extreme. It can be said that the reason why Roosevelt was so respected later made people feel that he was so charming, which was closely related to his disability and his proud behavior.
But now, in front of me, although this guy cannot stand up as fast as a normal person, he is much more efficient than a polio person.
What is certain is that this guy is undoubtedly pretending to be difficult to stand up.
At this time, Roosevelt obviously didn't notice that my eyes were placed on his legs. He held the coffin, bent his waist, lowered his head, and almost pressed the tip of his nose against the flower glass cover.
He wanted to see the situation inside carefully. He wanted to find the answer he expected inside. But the facts were right in front of him: he could not see the exact situation inside clearly, unless he had a pair of perspective eyes.
Edgar Hoover, who was standing next to me, showed his signature faint smile, which was a smug smile.
After watching for more than ten minutes, Roosevelt couldn't support it anymore, so he turned back into the wheelchair, rubbed his eyes, smacked his mouth, and said to Edgar Hoover: "Mr. Hoover, can this glass cover be opened? It's really cold to look at it like this. I'm afraid there is something wrong with it."
Is this bitch so hateful?
Gans, opposite me, was so angry that his facial features were distorted. It was hard to guarantee that Roosevelt would be fisted by his fist any more.
"Okay, no problem, you two open the glass cover." Edgar Hoover is absolutely unstoppable. If I had a heart disease, I would probably be lying here today.
Roosevelt was overjoyed after hearing Edgar Hoover's words, and stood up and helped lift the glass cover himself.
Coolidge couldn't help but glared at Edgar Hoover.
"Mr. Corleon, please find some of the best doctors." Edgar Hoover said calmly.
"Doctor? Why do you want a doctor?" Carrey Rockefeller, who came to the coffin, said in surprise. Edgar Hoover shrugged innocently: "Mr. Rockefeller, President Hoover's disease is very contagious. We have to use a glass cover. Since Mr. Roosevelt wants to lift the glass cover, we have to invite a doctor to deal with the aftermath, right? Mr. Corleone, Mr. Coolidge, and those who don't want to stay, please go out. Let's let Mr. Roosevelt communicate with the President alone."
Edgar Hoover said as he pushed us out.
"I'll go find a doctor, I'll go find a doctor!" When Carey Rockefeller heard that it was an infectious disease, his face turned pale and turned around and slipped away.
Roosevelt, who was originally close to the coffin, quickly returned to the wheelchair as if he was burned by fire and moved back for a distance.
"Mr. Hoover, I don't think it's necessary. The glass cover is just a form. I think the president can feel our deep nostalgia for him through the glass cover." Roosevelt smiled all over his face.
"How can this work? Mr. Roosevelt, you have such a good relationship with President Hoover, how can you mourn only through the cover? You two, open the glass cover." Edgar Hoover pushed the wheelchair with one hand and waved the two of his men with the other.
Roosevelt pushed the coffin tightly with his hands, trying to keep the maximum distance, while stammering: "Forget it, Mr. Hoover, just keep my nostalgia for the president in my heart. I don't think the president would want the glass cover to be opened if it were," he said.
"Yes, yes, don't open it anymore, this is not respectful to the president." Carrey Rockefeller took advantage of the situation.
"It's really not open?" Edgar Hoover asked seriously.
“Not opened!”
“Not opened!”
Roosevelt and Carrey Rockefeller nodded.
"Okay, then follow Mr. Roosevelt's advice. I won't open it." Edgar Hoover shook his head.
The farce in front of me almost euthanized me, Coolidge and others.
Edgar Hoover is indeed worthy of being the "Tsar of the Bureau of Investigation". His ability to adapt to changes, his meticulous thoughts, and his sophisticated methods make me feel inferior.
After such a riot, Roosevelt didn't want to see the body. When the coffin was covered again, he angrily stroked Brian Rutman's turn.
"Bryan, I am very sad about the death of the president. I hope you can continue the unfinished cause of the president after taking over the position of president. We Democratic people will support it." Franklin Roosevelt said this with high sound, but it almost made me vomit.
This guy's performance reminded me of the scene in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" when Zhuge Liang went to Dongwu to praising his filial piety after Zhou Yu died.
That pretentiousness is exactly the same.
Roosevelt was nothing more than telling Brian Rutman that the presidential seat would be seated first, and the Democrats would strongly "support" according to Roosevelt's character, and would definitely make a lot of things happen.
The honest and honest Rutman could not hear the subtext in Roosevelt's words. The guy replied politely: "I will definitely end up President Hoover's baton, promote the continued implementation of the new policy, and hope that the Democrats can do their part to the prosperity and strength of the United States."
Honestly, Rutman is too young compared to the slick Roosevelt. Logically speaking, he is now the vice president of the United States. He will be able to replace Hoover as president in accordance with American laws in a short time, and he is much higher than Roosevelt in terms of rank. In addition, although Brian Rutman is not a leader in the Republican Party, his position in the Republican Party is also very important. When Roosevelt talks to him, he is just like the attitude of his superiors towards his subordinates, and he just puts on a gesture. And Rutman actually lowered his head and took it off. He can do this kind of thing in the future. If it were me or Coolidge, he would have slapped him with a long time ago.
Fortunately, there were not many people around and there were no reporters. Otherwise, this scene would have been photographed by the reporters and Rutman's reputation alone would be damaged, and it would be a small loss for the entire Republican Party.
"Oh." Coolidge sighed softly. He was capable and wise, and he would not have seen such a scene.
I got a bargain with Rutman, and Roosevelt raised his chin and was very satisfied.
"Mr. Corleon, I almost forgot to tell you something." Roosevelt smiled when he walked up to me, holding my hand and pretending to be very intimate. "This is my first time in Los Angeles. I used to learn about Hollywood on newspapers and broadcasts. If possible, I think of you DreamWorks to visit and see what it looks like, and I don't know if it's okay?"
"Of course. Mr. Roosevelt is here, and we are flattered. Let's do this. After the state funeral is completed, I will invite you there in person. How about it?" I also pretended to be very friendly.
There is still a need to do the work on the surface, even though we will stab each other in secret.
After a while of trouble, Roosevelt and Carrey Rockefeller finally walked away with their heads raised.
"Look at these two people. Look at their faces, Andre, what do you think?" Coolidge said coldly.
"I feel a little sad." I smiled.
"Sad? Why is it sad?" Coolidge was a little surprised.
"In my mind, Roosevelt should be a very good person. If he becomes president, he should be a very good president. But now I only see a clown-like character. Isn't this sad?" I turned around and shrugged.
"In my mind, these two people are arrogant people." Edgar Hoover came over, looking at the backs of Roosevelt and Carrey Rockefeller, and said something that made Coolidge and I smile: "If you have the chance, I will let them know the price of arrogant."
The body of Herbert Hoover was placed in the cathedral in Los Angeles for two days. In two days, countless people came to the church to send their president to the last journey. The entire city of Los Angeles, after the canned funeral, fell into heavy rain of tears and petals again.
People helped the elderly and the young, and many people walked towards the lecture hall with portraits of Herbert Hoover in their hands. Because of the large number of people, vehicles had to be prohibited from passing through all roads in Los Angeles, and people moved forward almost little by little. Many people squatted down and hugged their heads and cried as they walked.
On the Lockettke TV program, people were interviewed. Facing the camera, many people couldn't speak. They just raised the portrait in their hands high, called Hoover's name, and burst into tears again and again.
Looking at the tears on TV, I don’t know why, I suddenly felt happy for Hoover. In history, he was a failed president and an unlucky president. He didn’t take long to succeed Coolidge to catch up with the worst economic crisis that never happened in a century, smashing his previous ambitions to pieces. In essence, Herbert Hoover is one of the few people who care about the people. One way his slogan "Every family has two cars and a chicken in the pot" can be seen that he is walking for civilians.
In addition to seeking a happy path, he is one of the only two presidents in the United States who do not receive wages. The other is Kennedy. Such a president would definitely become one of the most respected presidents if he had not caught up with the economic crisis. However, the economic crisis is not only his slogan that has become a classic that has been ridiculed by later generations, but also made him thrown off the stage by Roosevelt after he was a president for four years, and then he was named "the worst president" and was nailed to the pillar of shame in politics.
His life span was very long in history. He did not die at home until 1964. After his death, people called him a humanitarian because he always helped others with a passionate heart in the last few decades of his life. But for him, the praise of a humanitarian was too light.
Now, he has passed away, living thirty years less than in history, but it has become a monument in the minds of the people. The new policy is implemented, and he works diligently for the people, so that the people know his goodness.
In fact, this is how people are. As long as you do your own work steadily and hold a heart, maybe sometimes those who only speak sweet words will win the favor of others than you, but over time, people will eventually know who is worthy of respect.
To be continued...