"Let's not talk about those things for now. That is not what we should consider now. Think about what I said, I will fund your studies and you will work for me for a few years. It will be regarded as part of the salary I paid you in advance. Already..."

"To be honest, you should be able to tell. I attach great importance to the Chinese market. I definitely need someone with enough weight to be in charge there who can understand my thoughts. I can even reveal some information to you. , if my judgment is correct, they will soon usher in a stage of rapid development, and I am worried that the speed of talent training under my banner will not be able to catch up with this wave. So I need your help for a few years. , if we cooperate well, we will renew the contract. If you have other ambitions, I will give you your freedom and try my best to help you realize your ideal of pursuing a diplomatic career..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking. Do you want to sign a contract? If you want to sign, sign it quickly..."

Melinda still has great trust in Carter. After all, he is also an elite member of the council that she dug out from the freshmen. In layman's terms, she can barely be called half of Carter's master.

If Carter deceives others, he will not deceive himself, right?

The thoughts and exchanges between students are sometimes not as complicated as adults. In other words, they are more likely to trust others. Melinda's previous concerns were not suspicions about Carter.

So after listening to Carter's explanation, Melinda put the vague worries behind her: Indeed, if extreme xenophobia is useful, Harrison will not be the headquarters of the Ku Klux Klan, but the headquarters of the Republican Party...

"Hahaha, that's not necessary. You can just join the club..."

"What is it about you that will make America great again?"

"The doer's club...the club...maga, it's not easy to do it properly for the time being..."

"Then you are recruiting new people in the name of Fuxing Club (Maga Club, Great Society is too weird again, it's Fuxing Club)?"

"Doesn't this look a bit more classy..."

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At Carter's place, he unexpectedly recruited a new member.

Atlanta, Georgia.

Jeff, a second-year graduate student at Yale Medical School, and his letter-circled girlfriend from the nursing school also walked out of the airport side by side...

"Is this Mr. Jeff, and Ms. Kaia? I am the assistant to the president of Emory University Hospital. I am here to pick you up... Madam, are you okay?"

Looking at Kaia, who had red cheeks and a strange look on her face, the person who picked her up looked suspicious and concerned.

"Ha, it's okay, it's okay. We are just a little excited because we can come to the famous Emory Hospital for internship...right? Kaiya?"

Jeff turned his head and winked at his girlfriend playfully. The latter could only nod slightly...

Kaia was shy but also quite excited about some small interests that were not open to outsiders. Especially, when they got into the Cadillac car, there was a faint buzzing sound, which made it even more exciting. ..

"Mr. Jeff, according to the information provided by the recommender, you are majoring in general surgery, right?"

"Yes, yes."

"Can you adapt to the work in the emergency department? Sorry, the emergency department may be tiring, but this is the arrangement of the recommender. Of course, this is also a process that many new doctors in general surgery must go through."

"Of course, I accept all challenges! By the way, may I ask the identity of the recommender?"

"It's nothing inconvenient. Mr. Woodruff recommended you to the hospital..."

Woodruff?!

Turning off the sex toy, Jeff and Kaia looked at each other.

There doesn’t seem to be anything too impressive about that mysterious Fuxing Club?

Is the personnel information coming out like this? Just ask casually...

but...

"Um, sorry, can I ask one more question? Who is this Mr. Woodruff?"

When the assistant to the dean in the front seat heard this question, he suddenly turned around and looked at the two of them with suspicion:

"Don't you know Mr. Woodruff? Robert Woodruff!"

"I don't know...this..."

"The real boss of Coca-Cola. Of course, Mr. Goizueta, the current chairman of Coca-Cola, is also a big customer and staunch sponsor of our hospital. You really don't know him? Then how did you get their letter of recommendation?

of?"

Goizueta, Woodruff...

Jeff was a little dizzy, good guy...

How virtuous and capable he is, and here is a recommendation letter from the chairman. He does know that Coca-Cola recently sponsored the Yale football game, and he has also heard of the name of the current chairman Goizueta.

A senior who graduated from Yale...

But that only stays at the stage where you know the other person and the other person doesn't know you.

The problem is obvious. Although Jeff thinks that he has good grades, he should not attract the other party's attention. Not to mention that the other party writes a letter of recommendation for him, and even the real boss of Coca-Cola comes forward to help.

..

So all this, this internship opportunity...

Fuxingshe!!

Are the bosses of world-famous companies like Coca-Cola all members of the Fuxing Society?!

This means that I really got an invitation to join a world-class secret organization inexplicably?!

Maybe I will become a big shot in the future?!

Jeff was very excited to receive an invitation from such a secret society. Even if it turns out to be a ktv in the underworld where he drinks and sings, it doesn't matter. The result is great...

This stuff seems to be real?!

To be honest, I was excited at first. But if it hadn’t been for the other party’s ticket, he wouldn’t have moved. Even after he got the ticket, he originally had the idea of ​​“come here and give it a try, and if it doesn’t work, just treat it as a trip”.

I took my girlfriend on a journey to Georgia.

However, as of now...

Oh my god, I’m going to be rich!!

This was Jeff's last thought before his blood boiled over...

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"Carter, the situation is not very optimistic! We have sent out a total of 108 scroll missions, but so far, less than 5 people have actually set off. To be precise, only four groups of people have left the campus and rushed to their respective mission locations.

.”

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. This is not beyond our expectations, is it? How many groups of people are setting off now?"

In the gloomy tomb venue, Carter shook the goblet... Bah, Highball Cup. In a rather villainous manner, he lazily asked Collins beside him...

"Damn it, stop pretending. It's too hellish and has no energy at all. Hurry, let's take a look at the situation, and then think about how we will conduct the initiation ceremony after these people complete their tasks, and what we can bring to them in the future.

help..."

"The point is, it's visible to the naked eye! We need to use this to attract more people to join!"

"Jeff, who is currently in medical school, is setting out, but he brought an extra girlfriend. His assignment is to intern in the emergency department of Emory University Hospital for a month. It is a relatively simple assignment, and the purpose is just to test whether he can stabilize.

Do something practical..."

"Reiner Downs from Trumbull College also set out. His mission is to investigate the surge in the number of illegal immigrants in Texas and come up with a feasible solution."

"And Gatling Hunter from the School of Architecture and Fergal Rouse from the School of Divinity..."
Chapter completed!