Eli used to be Peter Flock's campaign manager, and Song Ya could see that he had a deep affection for Peter, so he naturally did the talking.

"Just show my kindness and make an appointment to meet at the right time, there is only so much I can do in the position of Illinois attorney, and I shouldn't do too much."

After Claire left, Song Ya said to Eli, "Donate a little money, come to the scene to endorse and so on, just like before." ”

"Your choice is wise, and the sooner you make a statement, the more Peter will remember you." Eli was delighted.

"Don't inflate Eli for him too much, he's still in prison." Song Ya complained.

"Haha, when I didn't say it."

Eli smiled and waved his hand, "Then I'll make an appointment for you?" ”

"Yes." Song Ya agreed, "By the way, is that Russell reliable?" It's just a small election, and the party whip lady has just come to ask in person, and she seems to know about that guy's alcoholism. ”

"It's okay, you know, drunkards and politicians have the same good qualities, and they come with their mouths out."

Eli didn't care, "I've also served on worse candidates, Russell is very obedient, and he also has a bit of personal charm." ”

"That's good."

Otherwise, Underwood would not have called him a rising star in the political arena, Song Ya relieved, "As the boss of the company, it is not convenient for me to frequently stand for Russell, who is very pleasing to the workers, and I will ask Fergie to come and run a song before the vote, singing a song to warm up or something." ”

At this time, the general manager of Barn Company knocked on the door and came in, "Edward has asked you to meet, now." He handed over a note.

"Eli, let's go together."

The vote was imminent, and when it was time for the showdown between the two, Song Ya and Eli went to a country club in the suburbs together, where several old white men dressed casually accompanied Edward and waited.

"Welcome, APLUS, how about halving the penalty for conceding in advance?" Edward was personable and held out his hand firmly.

"I didn't do anything to you Edward, you only solved the Barn Chemical acquisition because of me, don't forget that."

Song Ya ignored him, only shook hands with the white old men, and after introducing each other, they learned that they were all Edward's partners, real estate and construction bosses who developed residential projects together, and their enterprises were small and medium-sized, and they were not great figures, but as long as they were real estate developers, they generally had some influence in the local political arena and should not be underestimated.

"Don't worry, you'll be in it right away, after this election." Edward sneered and sat down across from him.

"Your candidates are far behind in the polls."

Eli retorted. As a senior campaign manager, he has seen a lot of this kind of scene, and he also gave Song Ya a brief introduction on the way here, this kind of small election, the two sides of the donor will generally sit down and talk before the election, nothing more than trying to see if they can reach a win-win agreement, etc., before talking about business, they naturally have to make a big show, and they don't have to believe anything, "If you want me to say, you have no chance of winning." ”

"We also have polls, which are the opposite of your conclusions." An old man said.

"Then there's nothing to say." Eli replied.

"But there's no need to make the relationship like this, APLUS......" Another old man suggested: "We're willing to back down, like the party can't make a lot of noise in Chicago, and winning a small state representative doesn't matter, you and I know that very well." In order not to waste your time and mine, you offer a price, how can you make you willing to move the factory, and we can even subsidize part of your relocation costs. ”

"I haven't even taken it back, and I don't have the money to move it again, I'm sorry." Song Ya refused.

"Fxxk you APLUS, don't think outsiders don't know how many empty gloves you have!" Edward yelled.

"Empty-handed? Why didn't you and Barn Sr. do that with your hands empty-handed? ”

Song Ya sneered.

"Hey! Don't do this! This is not the attitude of doing business! An old man persuaded the two, "Let's not talk about that, okay?" Edward, we should look to the future with APLUS. ”

"I'm here out of politeness, so we don't really have much to talk about."

The other party just wanted to move the factory away to develop the nearby land, but they didn't know that the factory had just earned an annual gross profit of 18 million, so how could the money from selling a middle-class single-family house subsidize their own money printing machine to stop production and relocate? It's just a misunderstanding caused by information asymmetry, and with Underwood's care, he is not qualified to be the master of the election, so there is no need to talk about it at all.

"I hope you still have the confidence to say this in two years." Edward threatened, "When more people buy our houses." ”

"And guess what?"

Song Ya also smiled, "It doesn't matter if your candidate wins in two years, I know what you plan to do." When the time comes, I'll donate the factory land to affirmative action groups in Chicago and turn them into low-cost housing to house people in the public housing area. ”

This move was so ruthless that even Eli cast an unbelievable look.

"Ann...... Who to place? The old white man who had been persuaded earlier began to stutter.

"My African-American brothers."

Song Ya said lightly: "You don't remember? In the previous shooting of the little boy, the city of Chicago wanted to bulldoze the public housing area where the incident occurred, which would cause many people to be homeless. ”

"You can't mess around like this with APLUS!" Another old white man shouted, "That would make the surrounding prices ......."

Edward's face turned white.

"African-American brothers or chemical plants, you choose."

Song Ya was very satisfied with their reaction, "Maybe I should announce this good news in advance." He got up and walked away.

"Don't!"

If it is really announced, they don't want to sell the house, the white middle class will not be neighbors with the black people who moved in and the public housing area, an old man called him to stop, but he didn't think about the wording behind it, and he was so anxious that his nose was red.

"Don't worry, it's just a joke."

Song Ya left in style.

They had fun with Eli, and a week later, they met Peter Frock in a prison in Chicago.

In the meeting room, no smaller than the A+ Records Conference Room, Peter, dressed in orange prisoners, walked in with a smile and a chatter accompanied by a lawyer, his hair meticulous and his chin shaved and shiny, and the female assistant in the campaign office, the young black woman he had seen before at a public high school, even brought a few cups of steaming coffee from outside.

"Thank you." The two prison guards at the door politely took the coffee, "Mr. Flock, I'll be outside if there's anything going on." They respectfully closed the door from the outside.

This prison sits ......

Song Ya was in a trance and thought that she was in the other party's state attorney's office.

"Peter, how are you doing?"

Eli next to him was choked up...... It's as if the other party is suffering from something.

"I'm fine, I'm fine...... Peter smiled and lifted one of his feet, revealing some kind of high-tech shackles on his feet, and a small red light kept flashing, "It's just a bit of a squeambling." ”

it, it's plastic, right? Song Ya complained silently in her heart.

"How's the appeal going?" Song Ya asked his lawyer, who was also a black man, in a suit and leather shoes.

His lawyer brushed his hand lightly in front of him, "Overall, relaxed and pleasant." ”

"When will you get out of prison?" Eli asked.

"At the end of the year? At the latest, it will be early next year. Peter replied, "How's Alicia doing?" He asked Song Ya again.

The pretty face of the Xiao-like Juliana Margareth flashed through Song Ya's mind again, followed by Peter's wife Alicia, and then her lover Will Gardner......

"It's good, she helped me keep a firm eye on my investment in DTS." Song Ya can only say good things.

"I knew she could, she was smart, I knew that in college, and I missed her too......," Peter said.

You were caught recruiting a prostitute and photographed! Don't fill up your husband in front of me!

Song Ya complained wildly in her heart.

"Mr. APLUS is willing to continue to support you Peter, he is worried about that Charles, ...... while you are away" Eli hinted at Song Ya.

"I know he's not been in that position for long."

Peter showed a confident domineering, "I'll give you a few names, all of them can be trusted......"

He whispered to the lawyer, who wrote a few names on a piece of paper, basically the middle level of Chicago's law enforcement unit, and handed it to Song Ya.

"If Charles is in trouble with you, maybe they can help." Peter said.