"How did you convince those old fossils?"
Pelius became serious. He was actually more opinionated than the others imagined; it was just that now wasn't the right time for him to show it.
When an empire was growing powerful and becoming stronger by the day, having an even stronger heir to the throne was absolutely a good thing for the people within that empire, because he would lead the nation to new heights.
But when an empire was merely muddling along, the appearance of a strong heir was no good thing for many people.
They had grown accustomed to their current lives and liked the way things were. They didn't want to be changed, because after a change, many things would become different.
Pelius still needed to keep himself hidden, but the "leisure time" he had left was already running short.
Mr. Truman lit a cigarette. "You know, persuading these people doesn't actually require any special skills. You only need to tell them that the steaks won't change, the cheese won't change, and the power in their hands won't change. That's enough!"
It sounded extremely simple, as though he were describing the most ordinary thing in the world, but in reality, it was nowhere near that simple.
Mr. Truman had to persuade politicians—the senior members of the Progressive Party Committee and the senior members of the Conservative Party Committee.
To one degree or another, all these people were connected to the Duncan Family. The president himself also had business ties with the Duncan Family.
They provided the Duncan Family with all kinds of political protection and policy support. For example, they allowed them to enter certain sensitive industries, or they leaned slightly in the Duncan Family's favor during conflicts with other capital groups.
They didn't need to lean very far.