Chapter 393: Neil's Troubles
The officialdom of Cangnan City ushered in a major earthquake.
Eight city leaders were dismissed overnight.
The reason given is that they leaked the subway route map to their children, and their children took advantage of ordinary people and used improper means to buy houses and land.
The officials, large and small, of Cangnan City, immediately fell into a carnival.
Eight empty seats, if no airborne personnel come, can move almost everyone up to one place.
They couldn't figure out how the ordinary person got these eight people out of power, but they didn't care, they just knew that a big opportunity was in front of them.
As for the citizens of Cangnan City, they don't care even more.
Even the vast majority of people don't even know about it. Even if you know, these people don't have a sense of existence, and at most they are used as after-dinner conversations.
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Contner, USA.
In the governor's office, Neil sat in his office chair, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
He has just reached his forties this year and is in his prime.
He is the governor of Contena, and he also has a real estate company and two factories to his name, with total assets of more than a billion dollars.
But for the past two days, he has been in distress.
Because, the election of the new governor is about to begin.
He was confident of winning re-election, and his reputation has always been good. When he ran for governor four years ago, he fired a lot of empty guns that he hadn't done so far, but at least he did a few of them.
In addition, Contena is one of the Donkey Party's vote bases, and he, the Donkey Party's candidate for governor, has a ninety percent chance of being re-elected, as long as nothing happens.
But there was an accident.
Two days ago, in order to show his closeness to the people, he personally drove a small truck to the welfare home to volunteer. As a result, on the way back, he hit a guy named Temat.
It's terrible.
There are even worse.
That is, after Tematt found out that it was the governor who hit him, the lion opened his mouth and asked him to pay millions of dollars in compensation before he was willing to take it personally.
He was young and vigorous, and he was furious for a while, so he called the police directly.
Timat then took him to state court.
Yes, he felt that he was young and vigorous.
Afterwards, he regretted it immensely. The election of a new governor is approaching, how can you make an unwarranted mess for yourself at this time?
He also had people contact Temat in an attempt to pay him to get the case dropped.
As a result, Temat refused. No matter how much Neil's lawyer offered, he refused to do so.
Yesterday afternoon, Neil's people finally found out why. Timat has been bought by Morris, the candidate of the Elephant Party.
Hearing the news, Neil was stunned.
Once Morris gets involved, he's in big trouble.
You must know that although Morris has always been a lawyer, there is actually a newspaper under his name.
The kind of tabloid that specializes in spreading gossip and making it impossible for victims to sue.
Creating highly credible rumors without anyone getting caught may not be Morris's specialty, but he certainly has such talent in his newspaper.
Sure enough, this morning, various street tabloids began to report the news that he hit someone with his car and refused to compensate the defendant to go to court.
Just an hour earlier, the Donkey Party's leader had personally called him to remind him that if the matter was not dealt with as soon as possible to ensure that there were no surprises in the Contena vote base, the Donkey Party would most likely put forward another gubernatorial candidate.
Although a temporary change is a big taboo, the success rate is always higher than that of the rumor-ridden Neil.
Neil, who already had a headache, became more and more depressed.
Youthful vigor kills people!
If he had known this, let alone a million dollars, as long as he didn't leave any handles, he would have admitted ten million dollars.
He is not short of money, and even if he does not use campaign funds, he is a billionaire himself.
On the desk, the phone rang suddenly. It rang several times before Neil reacted and picked it up.
"Boss, there's a Mr. John who wants to see you. The secretary's voice rang out.
"John, just say I'm not there!"
Neil replied weakly.
This kind of person who does not have an appointment comes to the door, which is nothing more than what citizen wants to give to him, the governor.
As usual, he must have received a warm reception to show his pro-people attitude. But today, he was really in no mood to pay attention to such trivial things.
The secretary spoke: "Mr. John said it was about the gubernatorial race. ”
Neil was stunned, about the gubernatorial race?
He hesitated, but nodded, and said, "Please let him in!"
Not long after hanging up, there was a knock on the door.
After Neil spoke, the office door opened, and the secretary walked in with a tall, burly young man.
Neil couldn't help frowning, this young man was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, and he didn't look like a rich man.
Although there are many rich people who don't like to dress too formally, and they don't like to wear top brands, the young man named John in front of him really can't make people associate him with a rich person.
The first impression is more like a worker.
Because the young man was tall and swarthy. More importantly, he is honest and honest, which makes people feel honest and even a little silly at a glance.
How can such a person gain a foothold in a shopping mall? Naturally, he is not a rich person.
Despite some reluctance, Neil stood up, squeezed out a smile, and stretched out his right hand towards John, "Hello, Mr. John. ”
"Hello!"
Shaking hands with the governor, John sat down in the chair across from him.
After the secretary had left and closed the door, Neil asked, "Mr. John, is there anything I can do to help you?"
John smiled innocently: "I want to join the Donkey Party, but I lack a more weighty introducer." In addition, I am still young and not suitable to run for office, so I want to find a good person to invest in politics. Mr. Neil, you're a good fit. ”
Neil looked at John dumbfounded, he could swear that the young man in front of him was definitely the most honest young man he had ever seen in his life.
Seeing Neil like this, John scratched his head and said, "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, no. Neil woke up from a dream and waved his hand, "Sorry, I just lost my temper. ”
John grinned, clearly not minding.
Looking at the honest John, Neil was a little unsure of what to say.
Being seen as a political investment object is a nice thing and a drink worth having to. After all, whether it is a politician or a businessman, they are unprofitable existences, they will only pursue and embrace power. Moreover, they have always had a good eye.
But the problem is, this young man in front of him. Neither like a politician who temporarily acts as a broker for a certain consortium, nor like a successful businessman.
He's too honest.
Politicians and businessmen will never have the kind of sincere and honest smile of his life unless they are hit on the head by a meteorite.
He sighed with some emotion that it would be nice if all politicians and businessmen were as simple, honest and honest as this young man.
If that were the case, he wouldn't have to run for governor in two months, but would be able to run for president directly. In other words, he can become the richest man in the world at the age of fifty.