Lin Yilong only said two words, and the three of them quieted down, thinking about various possibilities in the election.

If Mr. Fiske had helped Mr. Hovey and Merck in the constituency, there was a high chance that he would have become a member of parliament representing Scarborough and Viterby, and thus have direct access to the Palace of Westminster. In other words, these men must remain "united" until the election results are made public – but how Mr. Fiskaux "unites" Mr. Merck and Mr. Howey, or how Mr. Merck and Mr. Hovey respond to Mr. Fiske's request, is not a question for Mr. Lin.

The eerie long silence was interrupted by the old waiter who had come to clean up the teacups and saucers, and the rest of the club's saloon had left, leaving only the four people sitting in the corner of the saloon.

"What more do you need?" asked the waiter, and it was half past ten in the evening, although the salon could stay open until eleven, after all, there were only four people left.

"A glass of sparkling grape juice, three glasses of champagne. Lin Yilong said, "A little more roasted cashew nuts." ”

"No problem, Mr. Lin. The waiter turned around and went to get something from Lin Yilong.

In the seats, several people knew about Lin Yilong's trespassing, and no one said anything to stop it.

The results are already clear.

"It's a bit rude, can I invite you to Scotland to sit down?" asked Mr. Fisk, looking at Lin Yilong, although he said yes to you.

It is difficult to understand this very meaningful gaze: whether he wants to exclude Lin Yilong or thinks that Lin Yilong is particularly important and must be invited.

"I also want to take advantage of the sale season before the Christmas period to buy something. "My parents have just come to the UK, and they don't feel comfortable here. ”

"It won't take up much of Mr. Lin's time, two nights at most, and tonight. Mr. Fisk insisted. On the surface, this Oriental man didn't know how important the information he possessed was to him, and it would be difficult for Lin Yilong to get that position in the Palace of Westminster if it was revealed to other competitors before he was ready. Fisk now wanted to tie Lin Yilong to his side.

"Folencz and I would also like to visit the Scottish Highlands, just to relax during the farm break, and if we can deepen our friendship with Mr. Lin and Mr. Fisk, it would be even better. Mr. Merck was very sincere, but his tone did not allow Lin Yilong to refuse.

"Then let's go to Aberdeen. Lin Yilong's "Vote for Nomination" has been paid, and now it depends on whether the three in front of him can meet the gentlemanly qualities they say, "But please forgive me, although I have been in England and Wales for so many years, I have never been to Scotland, I don't know there, all the faux pas, please bear with me." ”

"Just right. "This is a good opportunity." ”

"When are we leaving?" Lin Yilong asked.

"Now!," said Mr. Fiscoe, "the Caledonian sleeper to Aberdeen departs at 11:45 p.m., and we will be to my forest farm tomorrow morning." ”

The waiter came to the four with drinks and snacks, and each of them picked up a drink.

"Cheers to our great friendship. Mr. Howe made a toast.

"To friendship. "Several people are not in the habit of leftovers, and they drink all the drinks in their cups. Although Lin Yilong drank white grape juice.

The four of them boarded the limousine arranged by the club's front desk and headed for Euston Station.

Lin Yilong and Mr. Fisker were in the same car.

"I've been wondering why I've got your favor like this?" asked Mr. Fisk as the car drove to Charing's Cross.

"It's nothing, I just got this information by chance, just a handy help. Lin Yilong's answer can be regarded as confirming the authenticity of the information he just gave, "I thought Mr. Fisk should be more confident, don't you think you are the most suitable for this job? ”

Mr. Fisk was silent for a moment, and then began to analyze what Lin meant by the 'common language'.

The towns of Scarborough and Viterby, located in North Yorkshire, are very typical agricultural and fishing towns. The two towns belong to the same constituency, and in the more than 300 years since the constituency was formed, there have never been members of the Workers' Cooperatives, except for a few times when seats were briefly occupied by the Whigs in by-elections due to anti-war and defections, and all the incumbent members died well. With Fisk's age and Tory's credentials, he was sure to be able to enter a cabinet position, and even the right to live in one of the two apartments on Downing Street was no longer a fantasy. Needless to say, the return that this 'friendship' hopes for is certainly not low.

From the by-election to Lim Yilong's membership to Kauphney's intention to give the Tories a shot at Central Middlesbrough, everything fell into place. Let's not talk about Kauphni, Fisk, as a local newcomer to Tolly, has a dozen people in front of Fisk in terms of qualifications and ability. If you want to compete for this position, you can only rely on advance preparation and the support of influential local peasant groups to close the gap between yourself and your competitors.

Mr. Merck and Mr. Hovey are only the executors of the Tory bigwigs, what they care about is the relationship with the local councilors, since it is the decision of the bigwigs, they have no courage to oppose it, so they can only give this "support work" to others, and complain privately with themselves and Mr. Lin, who are also newcomers. Lin Yilong's words rekindled their hope, and they could only seize this opportunity to deepen their friendship when there were no more candidates to approach.

Invisibly, with just one sentence, Mr. Merck, Mr. Lin in front of Mr. Hovey, and his fate were almost firmly tied together, with both glory and loss.

In the end, I don't know what the honest Mr. Lin in front of him got from him. This feeling is not good.

"Yes, we are all forest farmers and should have a lot of common language. Mr. Fisk stared at the raindrops hitting the car window, his left hand on his pants when he first took his seat was tightly gripping the trouser tube, and finally, his left hand slowly relaxed, slowly moved to the inside of the suit under the trench coat, and took out a hot stamped business card from it, "This is my personal contact information, there is any place I can serve, please feel free to contact me." ”

Lin Yilong just scanned the business card with his mobile phone, recorded Mr. Fisker's phone number and address, and returned the business card to Mr. Fisk.