Chapitre 667: Chapter 667: The White House Correspondents' Dinner
Intercontinental Hotel, Madrid, Noon.
"Charles, last night was amazing!" Shakira, already awake, came to the bedside and touched Charles.
"Mm, it's already noon," Charles opened his eyes. The weather outside was nice.
Shakira kissed Charles on the cheek and reluctantly said, "I have to go now!"
Looking at the radiant Shakira, Charles touched her thigh, "I'll come visit you in Miami when I have time!"
"I have a beach house on Ibiza Island in the Mediterranean. You can come anytime you want. I often head back to Madrid too," Shakira said, reaching under the blanket and moving closer to Charles' face.
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Not long after, Shakira left Madrid glowing with joy, while Charles flew back to Washington, D.C., in the afternoon.
The next day, April 30, Charles and Ivanka attended the White House Correspondents' Dinner.
In a lounge at the White House, Secretary of State Hillary and Chief of Staff William Daley were having a casual conversation.
"The President finally gave the order. Bin Laden has less than 24 hours," Hillary said blandly.
William Daley chuckled, "If a president gives such an order and it fails, or the information is wrong, it would greatly affect his prestige."
"Let's not talk about this," Hillary changed the topic, "Charles Capet's less than 30 years old, so young, and already holds so much power!"
"He's amassed enough wealth. Now he's eager for power, and his wealth and skills match the power he desires."
"What can you say? Wealth alone is one thing, but his political bets are accurate, and he possesses formidable media power."
William Daley shook his head, "I'm a bit scared of him now. The coldness of capital is evident in him. Moreover, he has many friends in Congress. They rely on wealth and media power to influence the country, as people like him often do. But he achieved in less than ten years what others take decades to accumulate!"
Hillary frowned, "He wants to become one of the secret movers of America, really..."
"Who would disagree? Finance, internet, and media entertainment - he holds significant positions in all three," William Daley smiled. "If I had achieved what he did at his age, I'd be wilder than him!"
"Can you introduce me to him?" Hillary asked William Daley, given the good relations between Charles Capet and the Daley family.
William Daley smiled, "He'll be at the dinner tonight, you'll meet him then! Actually, he's quite helpful, as long as you don't threaten his interests. He could do more than what you ask for. But dealing with people like him, you must show your value, or you'll be discarded without warning."
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The annual White House Correspondents' Dinner aims to raise scholarships for journalism students and thank the journalists.
This gathering of journalists, politicians, entrepreneurs, sports stars, and actors is an annual event filled with humor!
By the afternoon, various guests for the dinner had arrived at the venue, the Washington Hilton Hotel.
Ivanka Trump, dressed elegantly, walked through the red carpet with Charles, "It's just like a Hollywood awards ceremony! Politicians and stars have one thing in common - they both need to perform under the lights."
Ivanka looked dignified, gracious, yet still sensuous and elegant.
"Didn't your father come?" Charles inquired.
Ivanka shook her head, "I don't know. He supported me when I ran for New York State Congress. And he's already connected with President Obama. I haven't heard of him coming to Washington!"
Charles nodded, "If you're entering politics, remind him not to be so high-profile. Otherwise, it'll affect you!"
The NBC show The Apprentice was her father's creation, and the ratings were pretty good.
"Don't worry, I know. Anyway, I won't let my father affect me," Ivanka responded.
"By the way, how's Hillary?" she asked suddenly.
Charles was taken aback, "Hillary? Did she try to bring you in?"
"She was a Democratic Senator from New York, now Secretary of State, a very high-profile politician," Ivanka reminded.
Charles thought for a moment and then said, "Use her if you can. She's merely a puppet, a glove for the Jews. They have too much dirt. Just don't get too close, or you'll get splashed!"
Ivanka was surprised, "This serious? Washington is more complicated than I thought."
"Don't worry, take it slow. With me, you'll sail through smoothly," Charles smiled as they entered the hotel.
"Alright, Charles, I'm going to chat with the members of the Correspondents' Association!" Ivanka said, giving Charles a kiss.
Charles nodded, then directly went to find Chief of Staff William Daley.
"They gave the order to eliminate Bin Laden last night?"
In a small lounge at the Washington Hilton, Charles heard this news from William Daley without any surprise.
"Charles, aren't you surprised?" William Daley seemed baffled by Charles' calm reaction.
Charles looked at William Daley, "Is this a big deal? I'm more concerned about the Syrian war."
William Daley also laughed. People who chant anti-war slogans often hold shares in American defense companies.
Lockheed Martin, Raytheon, Boeing - these military-industrial complexes were indeed in for a feast!
"By the way, Hillary wants to formally meet you. What do you think?" William Daley asked.
Charles remained expressionless, "Are the people behind her wanting to meet me?"
William Daley shrugged, "Pretty much the same thing."
"Just arrange it. Why waste tonight, listening to Obama's dull jokes?" Charles nodded in agreement.
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