The negotiations were postponed for another two days. As for why, not many people knew.
With the war truly nearing its end, the congressmen who had been silent for so long began moving around more frequently.
On the night Lin Qi met Mr. Truman, he was invited to a small party.
There were only around thirty people in total. More than half were congressmen, along with five senators and several Progressive Party officials.
Some of them were newcomers.
When Lin Qi and Mr. Truman had been reshuffling the congressmen, quite a few newcomers had been brought in.
Some had come through political deals, while others had been promoted from within. Regardless, neither Lin Qi nor Mr. Truman would give too many benefits to outsiders.
It was a small gathering, as well as a meeting before Congress resumed.
In this long river, the congressmen would always revolve around the senators, while the senators revolved around Lin Qi.
"I recently heard that a new committee is going to be established. It will have approximately nine senators and at least twenty-five congressmen!"
Senator Landon's expression held a hint of... pride—or perhaps arrogance that had not yet fully surfaced.
As his standing in Congress rose, so did the treatment he enjoyed and the benefits he could put into his mouth.
This was an entirely new world, one he could never have imagined or seen back when he had been stubbornly challenging the governor over whether he could become mayor.
Everyone's expression turned serious. A committee with seven senators was the size of a committee that had existed in Congress for a long time, and such committees wielded enormous power.
The Appropriations Committee, the Budget Committee, and the Industrial Committee, for example.
Everyone's gaze gathered around him, including Lin Qi's. Only then did Senator Landon