Tommy ignored Martin's whispers next to him, flipped through the newspaper and said: "The Republican Party has registered for five people, the Democratic Party has registered for the election of ten, and the Republican Party has the best chance of being a female senator in the Florida Senate, Ileana Letty, Cuban-American, changed her personal registered address to the 18th district a year ago, obviously prepared, as early as a year ago, the Republican organization in Florida learned that Claude Pepper's condition was getting worse, so this Cuban woman was chosen to fight for the racial proportion of this district as high as 45% of Cubans' votes. ”

Jeff heard Tommy's self-talk, held the steering wheel, looked at Tommy through the rearview mirror and said, "But when I went to register, I heard that there are thirteen Republicans who have registered to run, and the Democrats have registered fifteen people to run." ”

Tommy said without raising his head: "The label is other candidates, you don't need to count them, because in everyone's eyes, all of you candidates with labels are other candidates, and the number of votes added up may not be as small as the candidate who is listed in the tenth place alone by the Democratic Party." ”

Jeff scratched the beard off his face and glanced at his glasses, "Why would you know who has a better chance?" ”

"It's simple, Mr. Jeff LaVine, buy a copy of all the local newspapers after Claude Pepper was admitted to the hospital in a coma half a month ago, and you'll get a general idea of what happened." Tommy flipped through a page of the newspaper and said in his mouth.

Jeff was stunned for a moment: "But at that time, the registration for the election was not opened. ”

Tommy looked at the photos of the people in the newspaper and said calmly: "Politics is not a race, no one stipulates that politicians can't rush in advance, seize newspapers, TV and other propaganda positions in advance, and quickly make everyone familiar with their faces, not necessarily wait until the registration is open to run for election." ”

"At present, the Democratic Party has two women who will be caught in infighting, one of them is called Rosario Kennedy, the wife of former Miami Mayor David Kennedy, and the current deputy mayor of Miami, who is also Cuban-American, should have received the same news in advance and changed his personal registration address to the 18th District, and used his Cuban identity to win the votes of Cuban immigrants in the 18th District, just like Illyana Letty, who was selected by the Republican Party."

"The other is the niece of the dying Mr. Claude Pepper, Joann Pepper, the political heir cultivated by the Pepper family, who is currently the chief probation officer of the Florida Parole Board, and has a certain amount of visibility in the district as a campaign aide to Claude Pepper in every election campaign back a decade ago."

"I've met Ms. Joanna Pepper, who was a very kind old woman, a bit like my mom, who also gave small gifts to our community during the Christmas break." When Tommy said the first two names, Jeff was dazed, and when he heard Joanna Pepper, he said, "But I don't know who the two women you talked about before are, I haven't heard of them at all." ”

"Those two are the real political elite who have parachuted into the 18th District." Tommy put down the newspaper and said to Jeff, as he spoke, he took out his cigarette, Martin was very eye-catching next to Tommy to help Tommy light it, he was much smarter than Jeff, and then tentatively asked:

"Boss, are you saying that these people are not locals at all, and they are here to vacate the status of a member of the House of Representatives?"

"Otherwise, do you think that two out-of-town women who don't live here at all really have to fight for Miami all their lives to change their address to this district? It's better to believe that they love Miami than to believe in the flat theory proposed by our boss, Mr. Jeff. Tommy took a puff of his cigarette and said in his mouth.

Martin scolded in disgusted whispers: "These politicians are really fucking damned, they were still Washingtonians yesterday, and today they can righteously say to the camera that they love Miami, they want to speak up for Florida, and if we have a war with Cuba and need to defend our homeland, I believe these foreign congressmen will fight side by side with us to defend Miami...... It's better to believe that Jeff is running successfully, at least he looks very stupid, but he absolutely loves the city. ”

"Wow, it's Costco supermarket in front, I'm going to buy some candy for the kids, kids always like to get a reward before they sit down." Jeff saw the sign of Costco in front of him, parked the car in the parking lot, and then turned his head to look at Tommy: "Can you give me back the twenty dollars of the 170 yuan you took before, Tommy?" When I get home, I'll ask my wife to make it up for you, but now, I'm going to prepare today's little gifts for the little ones. ”

Tommy nodded, took out the money from his wallet and handed it to Jeff, giving him a friendly smile, "Of course, Mr. Laven." ”

Seeing Jeff happily enter the supermarket, Tommy had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What a kind and simple Florida man, we want to help him, he really loves this area, and buys candy for children every day at his own expense, conveying the truth he thinks, is he stupid?" Of course, but I just like him like this, and I'm just going to send such a kind and simple fool to Washington, D.C., and stand in the halls of Congress, take out solid balls and solid planks, and prove in public that the earth is fucking flat, and if I do all this, Jason and Susie won't have a chance to win unless they find another stupid* fool* who is stupider than Jeff and help him become president. ”

"Mr. Tommy Hawke, I warn you that if you take money out of your own bank account, it is considered cheating." The photographer turned his head to look at Tommy in the co-pilot: "I also want to see this guy appear in Washington, D.C., and when reality comes true, our show chronicles his journey from Miami to Washington, D.C., and I think this will be the most exciting and legendary biography I've ever taken." ”

"I'm not going to use my own money to support his campaign, I'm just going to make his money, and to help him or us raise campaign money, now, Martin, go buy a hundred Torjans and give them to the lovely Florida kids as a welcome gift for the first meeting." Tommy said to Martin when he saw that the photographer was a little excited to imagine Jeff in Washington.

One sentence made the car suddenly disappear even the sound of breathing except for himself.

“What The F*ck！” Martin's eyes widened as he looked at Tommy.

The photographer was even more stunned on the spot, his face full of incredulity.

Buy a Trojan as a greeting gift for the little ones? Is this to ensure that Jeff LaVine will not get a single vote when he runs for election, and will be sent to various child-related crimes if he is not careful?

Seeing the expressions of the two, Tommy spread his hands: "Politics is dirty, I must ensure that tomorrow, all the parents of the children will appear in front of Jeff angrily." ”

"Let them ask Jeff why he gave it to his kids?" Martin asked, puzzled.

"Would they believe an idiot like Jeff to do something to hurt a child? Jeff wants to hurt, he has to be a good person, but we have to be a good person, but we can't be a good person, you know? Tommy looked back at Martin calmly:

"Politics is to put a clean puppet in front for the people to see, in fact, countless pairs of dirty hands are hidden behind to manipulate him, you are Jeff's campaign manager, and you are also the dirtiest pair of hands behind him, believe me Martin, just like Paisley believes in Otilia, I promise to let the parents of those children, believe that it is a potential competitor who deliberately frames Jeff, a poor and honest man, this is also another political lesson you have learned, being a politician in the United States, you don't need to rush to do practical things, but you have to know, How to smear and frame your competitors. ”

Martin put his hands together, and the expression on his face could no longer be described in words, and finally he only held back one sentence: "F*ck!" ”

Then he opened the car door and walked towards the supermarket, saying to himself as he walked: "In business competition, the business war skill I learned was to give laxatives to my mother's pigeons, and now as a campaign manager, the first political battle method I learned was to give his mother a Trojan to the children of the people in the constituency, and then frame it to the opponent?" ”

“F*ckYou！ America! You are hopeless, destroy! ”

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