In peacetime, no president could ever avoid Congress's harassment.
The president might wield great power, but Congress wielded even more!
Once things truly fell apart, an impeachment from Congress would be too much for even the president to withstand!
Lin Qi's decisive answer made Gladstone feel at ease. Lin Qi's attitude was satisfactory.
He said with some feeling, "We should strengthen our cooperation with Congress. That way, even if we can't control Congress, we can still become its strongest force."
Lin Qi nodded again, but he didn't take Gladstone's words to heart.
The congressmen didn't rely excessively on the power of the Party Committee. Their own power was also part of the equation.
Looking at the current Federal Congress, how many senators besides those from the York Gang had come from ordinary families?
They were either born into families of major capitalists or came from political families.
During the early stages of their political careers, and even into the intermediate stages, the power of their party remained important to them.
But once they reached the later stages, they could completely maintain their status on their own.
The York Gang was the exception, of course.
There was a joke in Congress that the York Gang was a garbage dump, accepting every kind of trash.
Though it was disguised as a "joke," anyone could sense the other masters' contempt for these people. They described them as "trash."
Yet this "trash" didn't dare invent a "joke" in retaliation, because they all knew they weren't qualified to do so.
Lin Qi might have been qualified, but he wasn't foolish enough to act so irrationally.
To Lin Qi, whether they were trash didn't matter. Even if they really were trash, when the critical moment came, those masters would still come begging at the garbage dump,