Conner took a drag from his cigarette and frowned slightly. It was not obvious, but a small ridge of flesh had risen between his brows, with a faint wrinkle on either side.
His eyes were filled with thought, and the movement of his hand had stopped the moment he heard Lin Qi mention the conclusion he had reached.
His elbow rested on the armrest, while the cigarette between his fingers pointed upward at a ninety-degree angle to it.
The scant smoke wafted upward in blue wisps, as though time had been paused at that very moment.
If a great artist had been there, he might have created a world-famous work of art by capturing the vivid "contemplation" Conner was acting out! But Conner's words shattered the mood—
"What do you mean?"
Lin Qi had known this result from the beginning, so he was not surprised at all. And this was not a flaw in a Federal President.
If he knew everything, that would be the most terrifying flaw of all!
Because if he knew everything, he would want to make every decision himself, just like those dictators.
They believed they knew everything and understood everything, and that no one could hide anything from them. So no matter what the matter was, they always put their own subjective opinions first.
Conner needed someone to tell him what to do precisely because he did not understand. Then he could choose the answer he considered suitable from among the many options.
That was how a qualified Federal President should act!
"It's very simple. The Federal Savings Bank's position is extremely important right now. We can't easily break it apart into a pile of fragments."
"But we also need to account for the effect of the Anti-Monopoly blade. Once it has been drawn, it