"Hmph, you're starting to hook up with people like Kane? Don't be good Mimi. ”

Hanging up the phone, Song Ya plans to teach her another lesson when she arrives in New York.

The next day, he went to the fundraising dinner early, Gore and the other protagonists had not yet arrived, and he planned to talk to Underwood about Barn Chemical.

"I've heard Claire say that you plan to do that, in principle, there will be no problems on the Donkey Party's side, and after Barnes Sr. filed for bankruptcy protection, Chicago's financial institutions and politicians are under a little pressure, and they don't want any surprises against the backdrop of Sears' huge losses this year."

Looking for a small corner, Underwood quickly whispered his attitude, "The bankruptcy of Barn Chemical is not a big problem for the entire Chicago economy, on the donkey party's side, who have you looked for besides me?" ”

"No, I'll be the first to come to you." Song Ya replied.

"That's good." Underwood poked his index finger in his chest, "Don't look for other politicians, don't say a word to the deputy commander candidate, I'll help you get it done, don't bring up our conversation on any occasion in the future, I'll let Doug keep in touch with you for the follow-up." ”

He was serious, "But ......"

Song Ya was a little hesitant when she heard this, she took out a million dollars of real money, and organized the Chicago Fan Club to raise more than 50,000 small sums of money.

"No, you just have to concentrate on the Elephant Party, this is a deal that needs the signature of the current Grand Commander." Underwood's face fell, solemnly warning.

"Okay, I see."

Bath Chemical is not big, but politically it is all over the world, and Song Ya still remembers Samur's warning, once this kind of thing is not handled well, it is common for people to die, and he doesn't want to be the unlucky ghost.

His seat was arranged in the first row of the dinner, but at the very edge of the first row, at the back of the round table.

"Hello, hello."

The guests at this table were all white, half white old men, and the other half their costumed wives or equally meticulously dressed sons.

Song Ya knew that the people sitting in the first row of the dinner were not necessarily particularly prominent billionaires, those people generally had agents in political affairs, but the middle-class billionaires or social elites were the mainstream, and only a few billionaires who liked to be in the limelight would come to participate in such events in person.

"Big star, I heard that the sales of your first album exceeded 100 million?"

"Pretty much." With a price of $14.99, the sales of more than 6 million copies can exceed 100 million, this figure has been reached, and there is nothing to be embarrassed to admit.

"Wow, it's so easy for singers to make money......"

A young man took the initiative to talk to Song Yapan for a few words, but it attracted an unhappy glance from his father next to him, so he had to smile apologetically and shut his mouth.

Song Ya found that the photographers and reporters gathered on the other side of the dinner scene, which was exactly the farthest distance from his side, he moved the chair according to experience, and then sat up straight, holding a wine glass in one hand and casually placing it on the edge of the round table, so that because of his height, he could barely ensure that his face was in the mirror.

"APLUS, COME." After waiting for about ten minutes, Doug suddenly appeared behind him and pressed lightly on his shoulder.

"Unaccompanied." Song Ya smiled at her table mates, got up and left the main venue with Doug, and met Gore, the deputy commander candidate, and Underwood in a small office.

"Five minutes." Doug closed the door from the outside.

"You've seen it, right?" Underwood greeted warmly, "Hey, APLUS, come here." ”

"It's an honor to see you, Mr. Gore, again." Song Ya smiled and held out her hand, "Mr. Underwood." ”

"Thank you for your support APLUS, you have done a lot for me, I understand."

Gore smiled contagiously, "I heard you're interested in helping local businesses in Chicago?" Well, society needs more young people like you. ”

"Yes."

Ending the handshake, Song Ya noticed that Underwood winked at him, understanding that this was Gore's statement, "I'm learning how to invest, traditional industries, technology industries are interested, I bought a lot of technology stocks, Microsoft, Cisco, ......"

"Haha......"

Gore and Underwood looked at each other and smiled, "This kid has a good appeal, he can gather 3,000 people at a random fan party in Chicago." Underwood patted Song Ya on the shoulder, and this was not a boast.

"I know, Where Is The Love, right?" Gore laughed, "That song helped the elephants a lot. ”

"Uh......" Song Ya was embarrassed and hurriedly said, "This is not my intention, Mr. Gore. ”

"Haha, just a joke APLUS."

After chatting for a while, Underwood cleared his throat, and Song Ya estimated that it was almost five minutes, "Then it won't bother you, Mr. Gore, I wish you a smooth election." ”

"Thank you."

After shaking hands again, he left, returned to his seat, and waited until it was punctual, when Gore and his wife Tipa appeared at the dinner party.

Song Ya squeezed out a standard smile and applauded with everyone, and the guests at the round table of the dinner with their backs to the rostrum adjusted their sitting postures.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Chicago Mayor Daly finished his opening remarks, "Now I have Mr. Gore, the candidate for deputy commander." ”

Gore and his wife kissed twice before they got up and waved to the crowd, and walked over to take Daley's place amid more enthusiastic applause, "Ladies and gentlemen, it's an honor......

"Three years ago, my youngest son was hit by a car and almost died, and during the years of accompanying him in his treatment, Tipa and I finally recognized the most important thing in life, which is family, and in addition to performing our duties as senators, Tipa and I began to participate in parent activities as much as possible, watch his sports day, and accompany him on picnics......"

"Last year, I thought about running in the primary, but that meant I was going to get into a lot of campaigning again, and after a very serious discussion with Tippa, I decided to give up, and I thought we should do our duty as parents first......

Gore expressed a lot of sentiment that was in line with Puritan values before he got to the point, "America has now come to a critical point in time, the economy, and I agree with Mr. Governor of Arkansas that the most important task at the moment is to revive our economy, and I am honored to be invited to partner him in the 52nd U.S. General Election......"

In Chicago, he did not mention much about the information industry and environmental protection, but wrote a lot about agriculture and industry, which are mainly traditional industries.

At the end of the dinner, Song Ya began to leave the table with the guests, and the political reporters would not come to visit a young singer at this time.

"Gore is handsome." A white lady said to her husband.

"How is it compared to when I was younger?" The old man asked.

“emmm……”

“APLUS？” Song Ya was about to get into the car when she was stopped by a young woman in evening clothes and wearing a beautiful silk scarf.

This white girl is about twenty-seven or eight years old, with dark blonde hair, which is considered beautiful, but she looks a little ...... Sharp? The chin is very pointed, and it looks very shrewd, not the type that Song Ya likes.

"Miss Barnes?"

Song Ya recognized the other party as Zoe Barnes, a columnist for the Chicago Tribune, and when Frank Gallagher disappeared, Mike Sr. chose to provide Flac's whereabouts to her through a safe channel, so that she got the scoop and became famous, and the subsequent cooperation gradually helped her to be promoted from a small columnist who helped the people find people and things to be promoted to the Tribune, which is a very pleasant win-win cooperation, "You are now a political reporter?" ”

"Not yet." She laughed: "The Tribune's political column is very difficult to enter, and I came as a guest, just like you. ”

"Oh?" Song Ya's eye for luxury goods is getting sharper and sharper, he noticed that the other party's outfit today is worth a lot of money, a newspaper reporter can't afford these, it seems that she is also a girl with a very background, but it is inconvenient for him to inquire about this aspect.

"You support Gore?" She asked.

"So you're interviewing now?" Song Ya didn't want to talk about these things outside, so she asked with a smile.

"Let's just talk about it."

"Okay......"

Song Ya chatted with her for a few words, and it turned out that Zoe Barnes was her pen name at the newspaper, and her original surname was Mara.

"Stay in touch, it's a pleasure to work with." Song Ya saw Doug, and he was taking advantage of no one to pay attention to his Mercedes-Benz.

"Okay, goodbye." He walked over and sat in the car.

"The girl comes from a large sports and hospitality family that runs clubs like the New York Giants and Pittsburgh Steelers and a number of upscale hotels." Doug was still the same, sitting motionless and straight like a robot, looking out the window.

"Wow."

Song Ya knows that both teams are old powerhouses of American football, the No. 1 sport in the country, with the Giants winning the Super Bowl in '86 and '90 and the Steelers winning the Super Bowl four times in the '70s.

"From now on, you can't talk about it on the phone, don't disclose it to anyone you don't trust, and don't mention the names of the politicians involved in the process of doing it."

Doug began to perform his duties.

Song Ya nodded, "I understand, Councilor Underwood can ......"

Doug twisted his face and looked straight over.

"Uh, I'm sorry, you can reassure him."

Doug pushed the door and got out of the car.