Mr. Lin was offered an adviser in Mr. Fisker's campaign office to work with the committee as legal counsel for the election to consider the source of the political donation.

The word lobby in English comes from the corridors of the Palace of Westminster, where parliamentarians are often influenced by other colleagues while waiting in the aisles before voting, and over time, the word aisle is directly understood to mean the mutual influence that occurs in the aisle, that is, lobbying.

As for donations, it's a different matter: campaigning and hiring offices incur costs, and political parties themselves are not for-profit organizations, but can only be made through financial allocations and donations, the latter being donations.

As a result, in modern times, many lobbies have combined the two to influence candidates with donations as a result of lobbying. It is logically impossible for such a connection to be binding on the factions of the candidates and representatives, but most decisions are subject to the party whip, and it would be incorrect to say that there is no such thing at all.

Even if Lin Yilong gets citizenship the following year, as a resident of Wales, he cannot financially donate directly to Mr. Fisk's election campaign, and it is completely pointless to donate to the Conservative Party treasury. So, Lin Yilong "suggested" that Mr. Fisker send Katie to fulfill the consultant contract in the form of a salary of one penny, and contribute to the election campaign, which can be regarded as paving the way for Katie's own path in advance.

Fisk has an overwhelming advantage in this constituency as the Conservative candidate, both in the polls and in the electoral polls, and it makes no sense to worry about the gutter capsizing. These days, Mr. Fisker also had to attend a series of events in the company of Mr. Hovey and Mr. Merck, and as a result, Lin Yilong was the only one of these "friends" who attended the annual meeting of the Farmers' Club in a cold manner.

"Mr. Lin?" Lin Yilong was in the club's bar, and a middle-aged man in a casual suit greeted Lin Yilong.

Lin Yilong glanced through the gap in the tablet.

Judging by the face, the person should be 60 years old again, although he tried to smile, the brown and black eyes narrowed into a slit because of the smile, but it still made people feel frowned. Such a face, with a pair of attractive ears and a wide forehead, makes it impossible to relax.

"Sir, are you?" Lin Yilong tried to ask.

"My name is Peter Jensen. The person who made Lin Yilong uncomfortable said his name.

"Mr. Jensen, it's a pleasure. Lin Yilong stretched out his hand and shook hands with the old man.

"Fortunately. Mr. Jensen returned the salute.

"I'm sorry, I can't remember what Mr. Jensen was mainly engaged in, what did you do before you retired to the farm?" Lin Yilong asked, putting the tablet aside, sitting up straight.

"I used to be a director of an energy company and did some political lobbying for some companies. Mr. Jensen said, "Mr. Lin is probably not a professional farmer, is he?"

"No, I'm a professional farmer now. Lin Yilong categorically denied it, "Although, sometimes I am still fulfilling some consulting contracts, and I basically don't continue to work hard in the practical field." ”

"Isn't it a little too early to retire? Mr. Jensen looked worried.

This kind of intervention is actually very rude, but no one blames it, considering that Mr. Jensen is a few years older than Lin's father, for Lin Yilong, who is nearly half younger, this can also be a "year-old" exhaustion, which is not too disgusting.

Some of the British manor owners were not very skilled in covering up the arrogance that had been immersed in their bones, but he tried his best to hide it, but a certain kind of intervention and coercion would still be felt by Lin Yilong in the stiff inhibition of his actions. Mr. Merck and Mr. Hovey, Mr. Fisker and Mr. Davis, the former boss of Mr. Lin Yilong, who were affected by globalization, did not behave like this, but there were still some people who were born before and after World War II and were poisoned by the "Yellow Peril".

"Besides, I want to rest now. Lin Yilong replied, "After all, the forest farm is not a farm or pasture, and for a while, my manager is responsible for how to take care of the general affairs of the forest farm, so I don't have to worry about it." I am sure that Mr. Jensen will not admonish me about my personal matters, so please tell me what you are here for. ”

"Actually, what I'm trying to say has to do with Mr. Fisk, who is your friend. Mr. Jensen said, paused, "There are a couple of gentlemen who want to invite him to some drinks or something." ”

"I'm sorry, since Mr. Jensen is also a member of the club, why don't you go directly to His Excellency Brigadier Fisk to make an invitation?" Lin Yilong put his position quite low, and replied without being soft or hard, "I'm just a new member, if Mr. Jensen is here to chat, I'm willing to accompany you." ”

"Of course I'm here to chat. "As a person who has come before, I would like to remind Mr. Lim that I have seen countless of his running mates who contributed money before the election become estranged after being elected by the Legislature, as evidenced by Lord Gibbs, who introduced Mr. Lim to the club." If you think too highly of yourself, you will end up in the market and no one will care, and you won't be able to sell if you want to. ”

"So in Mr. Jensen's opinion, Baron Gibbs is a disgrace to the club?" said Lin Yilong with a smile.

Mr. Lin knew in his heart that he would not have been able to convince the unfortunate baron to introduce him to the Peasants' Club for only £2,500. Mr. Jensen seemed to have made some preparations before the meeting, "I am right. ”

"No, I suppose Baron Gibbs introduced me to the club because I have a common language for the esteemed members of the club. As for matters like by-elections, it is not for me to influence any particular gentleman to decide—so I think it is not me who thinks highly of me, but Mr. Jensen. ”

"So, you don't want to be the messenger?" said Mr. Jensen, holding his head.

"No, it's beyond my means. Lin Yilong casually picked up the already cold coffee and replied, "Besides, is there anything else Mr. Jensen has to do?"

"As the custodian of the members' estates, I have a few things here that may be of interest to Mr. Lim. Mr. Jensen said in a very gloomy tone, "If Mr. Lin needs a low-interest loan, I can open it to Mr. Lin on behalf of the club." ”

"I'm sorry, but I don't lack money in terms of funding. Lin Yilong replied without leaking, "After all, they are all members of the same club, although there are some differences, but more should be consensus, Mr. Jensen, what do you say?"