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Edward was puzzled, "But..."

"Hey, why can't you figure it out? You are such a clever person!!" Hefner seemed very impatient. He didn't expect someone to be so unintentional.

"Yes, you hate me and Stanford hate. In fact, 99% of Americans hate this bastard! But that's not the question you need to consider. I can't understand why you took Harry Remus so readily, but you can't see this godsend opportunity at all."

"I have some knowledge of Franklin's case. The current situation is that Stanford wants to fire him, but Franklin is unwilling. He hopes to receive a generous professor salary and guide a group of Mexicans to fight guerrilla warfare at Stanford. But there is one thing, we have to understand, Stanford didn't hold any handle on him."

"Yes. Although the school has made a lot of charges against him, based on my professional ability, he did not violate any relevant laws." Edward nodded.

"Isn't that all over, so we can think that the only basis for President Lehman to fire Franklin is the so-called inflammatory remarks of the latter. Ed, I'm not a lawyer, but I also know that the school's move is definitely against the spirit of the Constitution."

"Really" Edward confirmed.

"Yes, what is your major? Isn't it the First Amendment to the Constitution? Now that Franklin is the victim, you should defend him!"

"And" Hefner leaned closer and said in a low voice: "Think about it, people in the United States hate him, but you defend him because of respecting the law. How much attention will this bring?! Do you understand? The media across the country will focus on this case. You will become a defender of the independent constitution that stands on the opposite side of the common people! Of course you will bear huge pressure, but it is worth it! Do you understand? A person resolutely decides to defend the constitution at all costs in the face of everyone's doubts."

"I am a media person myself, I understand the virtues of the media! You are the ones that the media likes to report the most! Think about it, Martin Luther King, Malcolm x, Joan Bezi! The media across the country like it. And you will be the next one."

"Is there still the White Hitler Rockwell?" Edward smiled bitterly, "This is simply a model of a clown!"

"Idiot" Hefner was so angry that he shivered. "I don't know that guy is a clown? But think about how miserable this gangster was doing, and his subordinates rely on eating cat food to fill their stomachs. But after accepting Hailey's interview?!"

"His 'racial hatred', the Volkswagen station wagon was burned by racial elements in the south?" Edward continued to tell a cold joke, but he understood a little in his heart.

"You bastard, just pretend to be confused! From now on, there is no shortage of all this bastard. Not only are you rich and a house, but you also have a big-breasted girl with no brains. Are you not envious of this day?"

"Envy" Edward nodded honestly. This was a habit in his previous life. In fact, he had already realized this kind of corrupt life.

"So, that kind of slut can make money by the media, you are ten thousand times better than him! And it's not that you are a clown, but that you are going to defend the Constitution. In our country, what title can be more noble than the Constitution defender! I want to go to Yale to study for a law doctorate now and then take action in person!"

Hefner was heartbroken!

"In fact, your situation is much better than Franklin. That bastard will accept a large number of interviews from reporters. After this bastard says too much, there will definitely be self-contradictory places. Those media vampires are waiting for this opportunity. They will post articles of questioning and refuting in a row to try to "expose" the truth. Franklin will be in a mess at that time. You must know... reporters are much harder to deal with than judges. The former has no moral bottom line..."

"So" Edward seemed to understand Hefner's thoughts a little

"And you, as long as you are loyal to the Constitution, no matter how the media puts a trap on you, you will be done according to the dignity of the Constitution, not that..."

"Then, no matter whether this case can be won or not, it will not harm you. It is only comparable to the president's exposure. I really can't think of why I don't accept such a case?!"

"Hugh...I admit you said a lot" Edward scratched his head, "but you may have misunderstandings about us in this line."

"Misunderstanding?" Hefner slid the hem of his pajamas in a coquettish way, leaned against the sofa, and signaled Edward to explain.

"This case is really, really tricky... You know, how greedy my colleagues are. As long as the case is a little bit good, they will fight for it like the mad dog no matter what. But the Franklin case, there are no lawyers in Stanford and California...what does this mean?"

Hefner ordered a cigar and asked curiously, "What does it mean? I really don't understand."

"It means that no lawyer is willing to offend Stanford... not one..." Edward explained. "As the most famous private school in the country, you should be clear about Stanford's influence. This time, it was obviously Principal Lehman who secretly let go. So, no one is willing to take action. If they don't do it, I will rush out directly, will it be..."

"Ha?" Hefner smiled

"Dear Ed, did Stanford curse you and make you confused? So what if Principal Lehman says, 'Who makes me unhappy for a while, I will make him unhappy for a lifetime'?"

"You, Edward Young... are the pride of Yale, and Deputy Attorney General Burke admires you very much. I said, even if Principal Lehman wants to target you, do you think New Haven will do whatever he wants? Besides, Principal Lehman is really good at hand, but don't forget that your range of activities is New England and New York, and he is in California, across the American continent to deal with you? I don't think he has the ability. At worst, you can pat your butt and leave! Can he chase you thousands of miles away?"

"Besides, aren't you having a good relationship with Solomon? This guy is a Democratic Party and never looks down on the Republican Party. Think about it, if a conservative university president wants to come to New York to attack you... Well, New York is the Democratic base camp. If President Lehman insists on not being able to get along with you, it will be adding reputation and honor to you!"

"So what are you hesitating about?"

Edward: "Actually, before looking for you, I called the San Francisco Aclu, and their former chairman directly advised me not to interfere... Well, I know he taught at Stanford, but I must respect the opinions of such a person..."

"Hahahaha!" Hefner laughed, "What a good stepping stone, don't be afraid, Ed! He is a head-on conflict!"

"This..." Edward shook his head quickly. Aclu's California boss can be regarded as a real power figure in a sense. He is right in front of him?

"Ed, the same thing, your main battlefield is on the East Coast! East Coast! I think you know that no one can touch you there, right?" Hefner showed a sneer look on his face, obviously he felt that Edward was too brave.

Edward could only nod in this regard. He had been educated in his previous life. A certain largest city in the Far East was an adventurer's paradise in a specific era. Now he realized that compared with the United States, shanghai        shanghang (the lowercase shanghai in English refers to being kidnapped and lured to the distance) is really a little bit.

Although Hefner is now in a gentle and extravagant style, Edward is sure that this guy must have taken huge risks when he made his fortune. Not to mention wandering on the edge of the law, he is simply constantly going deep into the law, and then evacuated at high speed before the law could react, and went back and forth, so that over time, the law was full of Hefner's shape...

As for another big shot, Larry Flint, let alone.

The heroic work I did in "Larry's Landmark Paradise" back then was enough to make Ferriche respectful. You should know that the underworld does not like to use violence directly, which is high in cost and low in return. They are more proficient in all kinds of deception or intimidation... However, Larry... You should know that the ceiling of his bar looked like a giant shower head, with bullet holes...

Adventure is engraved in the genes of every American successful person, and of course, there is also the genes of losers...

In short, in Hefner's opinion, Edward was simply crazy. He was still hesitant to such a good deal with high returns and low risks...

"Happy, listen to me, this, this is a bit of that... You know I was invited by Stanford to be a visiting scholar... Right, people paid for my daily life to arrange them properly. This is much more comfortable than my days in New York. I have to say it, thanks to President Lehman... Now, you let me...I, I am really..."

"My God..." Hefner rarely called out "Are you an American? Oh, by the way, I just remembered that you still have half of Chinese blood, right...that's understandable."

Hefner stuffed the cigar into his mouth and spread his hands, looking helpless. "I'm very puzzled. The oriental people's thoughts seem to care too much about face. Of course, I don't mean to offend it. In fact, I've always wondered why you didn't catch such a good opportunity. Now I understand, your half-yellow blood is making trouble..."

"Yellow blood..." Edward's face was full of dark lines. "Don't create new words. It sounds like it should be given to Larry Flint..."

"Hahahahaha" Hefner laughed. "It seems that you have not lost your sense of humor. This proves that your wisdom is still there, so I said it straight. I have dealt with Chinese people, so I know some ways of thinking. From the perspective of Chinese people, Principal Lehman is equivalent to the master, who warmly invites you to visit his house. However, you found that the master was abused by his son. You considered that the master treated you, although your sense of justice made you dislike his behavior, you finally chose to remain silent. I was right..."

"It's true." Edward was convinced. Hefner's achievements were either accidental. His analysis of people's inner thoughts alone was already a top figure.

"But" Hefner became serious, "Listen to me! I love my teacher, but I love the truth more... This sentence is almost the spiritual foundation of Americans. Similarly, I know that people in China advocate the spirit of seeking truth from facts, don't worry about how I know this word. But have you found that these two are almost the same expression..."

"So, what are you still hesitating? Listen to me, since the former San Francisco Alcu president does not recommend you interfere, then challenge him! Defeat him!"

"Thank you, please!" Edward sincerely expressed his gratitude.

Hefner's words did not make him determined, but at least it relieved his many doubts.

Yes, be realistic and just talk about the matter!

No matter how bastard Franklin was, Principal Lehman's actions were indeed contrary to the spirit of the First Amendment.

Bastards are also humane, and bastards are protected by the United States' constitution. This sounds fucking, but since the founding ancestors designed this way, then just do it!

Who dares to say anything about my defense of Franklin? Who is the idea of ​​the founding ancestors? Even the founding ancestors dare to question it. I think you must have taken the Soviet rubles!

Master Hoover, you have to be a good person... Alas... No, you have to be a decision for the citizens! Look at this Communist spy is big and round! It can be worth 500,000!

Tsk, I figured out the logic and felt relaxed all over Edward.

But there is another thing that needs to be solved first before you can truly make up your mind.

So he declined the "rabbit" carefully selected by Hefner and was very enthusiastic about him, and just asked for a single room.

It's already very late, so there is no need to rush back. It's better to wait until tomorrow morning.

Moreover, he was anxious to make a call. If the matter was not handled properly, he would rather turn back and drop the lawsuit that would bring him huge benefits.

After taking a shower, he leaned against the head of the bed in his pajamas and dialed the familiar number.

"Hey, Ruth, it's me..."

"Ed? Haven't slept yet? How are you doing in California?"

"God, I actually forgot the jet lag... Let's see, I'm 11 o'clock now, you should be almost two o'clock here, I really shouldn't disturb your sleep..."

Edward's man remembered that there was a three-hour time difference between the East Coast and the West Coast.

"You know, I'm usually working at this time. OK, let's talk, what's the important thing about you calling?"

"Of course I miss you...hehe"

"Well... I miss you too..." Ruthberg's answer surprised Edward, and then he was very happy.

When he spoke like this before, Ruthberg usually treated it as a wind in his ear and never answered it positively.

"Ed, I really miss you... Actually, I miss you like this a long time ago, but I didn't notice it myself at that time because you were always by my side...but now..."

"Rus...I, I..." He didn't know what to say. If he could, he was willing to fly to her immediately, hug her gently, and do nothing, but just sat quietly and willingly.

"Sorry, I'm sentimental again..." Ruthberg's voice soon returned to his usual calmness.

She said in her tone that she was joking, "Have you encountered a troublesome thing? Have you thought of your teacher?"

Ruthberg herself did not realize that this way of speaking and tone was typical Edwardian style. Before she knew it, she had become completely used to his existence and her words were affected.

From a certain perspective, Ruthberg has long been in the shape of Edward, but unfortunately it is in my mind...

Not where someone thinks about it day and night.
Chapter completed!