The advisor also felt a bit sorry for him.
Who knew that in the final month, the "Red Shoes Scandal" would erupt...
"Haven't they found someone to take the fall yet?!" James Dan Quayle asked.
Office advisor Richardson, looking at his expression, also felt a bit empathetic and lowered his voice, "This kind of thing cannot be admitted; if they admit it, it would be catastrophic for them. All they can do now is to hold out until the end."
"How do they hold out!"
The proxy Mr. President extended his hand in dissatisfaction, waving it, "Is it just hiding like a turtle without doing anything and leaving all the pressure to me?"
Richardson was also helpless.
Who told you that you are just a proxy president?
Anyone pulled from the back would be someone you can't resist.
"Damn capitalist."
Richardson's pupils shrank, immediately covering his mouth, gesturing for silence, and pointing around, meaning: don't speak erratically, they might hear it.
