(Given that religion is a very sensitive being, it ...... Let's fast-forward the process of raising funds from cults, and continue the next stage of the absurd campaign journey, in fact, I quite like those strange cult materials in the United States, after all, I specially bought a pseudo-Bible published by non-mainstream sects in the United States for this purpose, which is quite interesting, the author can be called a master of sophistry, but the safety of this book is the most important, so leave that thing to me. ）

Tommy walked into Martin's newly rented office with a can of Coke, looked at it and said, "It looks good, that's the atmosphere of a campaign office." ”

In the spacious but messy hall, there are seven or eight workstations, and in front of one wall, a wall of twelve television sets is piled up, and different TV channels are playing.

Crowds of campaign materials with Jeff's face on them, five or six work cards on their chests, and baseball caps with Jeff's campaign slogan, "Say No to Cubans," are busy in the lobby, with their phones in their ears and their receivers signaling their colleagues to whisper, or their eyes glued to a wall of televisions filled with live talk shows in the Miami area, and as soon as a program is over, they're ready to pick up the phone and call the host's number to talk to him about how to get on the show.

"BT Miami's "Good Morning, Liberty City" program has been unable to get through, and the program has been broadcast for half an hour, but the phone has been busy!" A young staff member knocked twice on the door of an office at the end of the hall, then pushed it open, probing inside.

Martin sat in the luxurious leather swivel chair in the office, with his back to the door, staring at the whiteboard on the wall, and when he heard the other party's words, he said without moving: "Then continue to call the number of the host and the program director, your whole job today is to find them for me and tell them that we are not short of money now!" Those candidates can talk to them, and so can Jeff. ”

When the staff exited, Martin looked at the scribbled constituency map that had been scribbled with markers on the whiteboard, first typed an X at Little Havana, then picked up his phone to broadcast a number, and chattered: "Mr. Page, how is the installation of those billboards?" Three were wounded by the Cubans, and two are now in a vegetative state...... Those Cubans are really murderous, in disguise? Are you sure it was in disguise, and not really wounded by the Cubans? Are you testing with a stunner? That's my half-brother! Damn it...... Are you going to let all the blacks in the Hart family taste your electric stunner? ”

"How much did my poor brother say? Three thousand? Three thousand fucking bucks? Very good, take out your elephant-like electric shocker and press the switch on his dick for me! If he's not dead, let him come back to me, and I'll call him again!" After teaching him a lesson, another group of black workers should also arrive and let the cameras continue to film the atrocities of the Cubans, and don't let those stupid* veterans help fight the Cubans! No! Even if they take the initiative to ask for help, they can't stop those rotten people who are soaked in alcohol and have bad brains! Tell those nosy old guys that if they dare to shoot the Cubans, Jeff won't want to be elected again for the rest of his life! ”

The door behind him was opened, and Martin, who was already angry by the news of the scene told by Page, covered the earpiece and roared loudly without looking back: "How many times have I said that!" Be polite! I'm the owner of Hart Consulting! Give me enough respect, or you interns won't want to get my letter of recommendation! Get out! ”

"Sir, the Hawk family has asked me to inform you that his mill needs your help in grinding." Tommy leaned against the glass door and smiled.

“HolyShit！” Hearing this familiar voice, Martin dropped the phone, turned around and got up from the swivel chair, and explained to Tommy in fear, "Boss? Have you finally returned from your mission? I thought you'd have to wait for Jeff's first party nomination primary, and I didn't mean to say that, I was scolding the staff, mostly rude interns, for thinking that my office could be accessed by anyone like their girlfriend, but your office is next door, and I promise no one has ever been in it, and it's as new as a virgin. ”

He finished speaking in one breath, only to realize that Tommy was alone, and said curiously: "What about Nick and them?" We need them now, we need cameras to go to Little Havana and shoot those Cubans destroying Jeff's billboards, the more the better. ”

"After Nick walked through seven churches with me, he took a vacation and went back to Los Angeles, but he said that the new head should be able to come in today to continue to take over." Tommy looked at Martin, who was dressed in a business-style outfit: "This dress looks more like a big guy than those gold necklaces and rings." ”

Martin in front of him, smoky gray hard-collared shirt, the top button is loose, but the cuffs are not rolled up, but buttoned, a low-key business watch, a pair of black suit pants, black leather shoes, let him complement this simple gray style room, compared to the previous in Los Angeles, the imposter who hung a big gold chain around his neck at every turn, and wore ten gold rings on his hand to pretend to be a black man, although Martin is still chattering in his mouth, but it looks more pleasing to the eye.

"Your social charity donated 200,000 yuan to Jeff's campaign action committee, and the first thing I did when I got the account, I followed your instructions and found a professional campaign stylist to package Jeff's family of five, and my image was an additional gift from him, and he hoped to cooperate with us for a long time, and that guy also stipulated that I couldn't eat fast food, drink coke, and can't litter cigarette butts, and gave me this." Martin, however, was a little unhappy with his situation, and then turned to pick up a white mug on the table without any pattern, and complained to Tommy:

"He also said that I can only use this to drink coffee, and I can't add too much milk, and during work, I can't eat greasy and smelly food, so I want to look clean and capable."

"Looks like you're listening to him." Tommy nodded with satisfaction: "This kind of thing should be done with the advice of professionals." ”

"If I don't listen, how can I convince Jeff to listen, I don't want to listen to that guy." Martin sighed: "That bastard said I made my hairstyle the same as shit, and I'm the best fucking hairstylist in Little Haiti." ”

Tommy bit a straw and took a sip of Coke: "Where's Jeff?" ”

"I called 10 minutes ago, and he was getting a tattoo by a designer, and his wife, Jessica, was crying because the stylists had donated all her previous clothes to the church and forced her to wear underwear that would make her breasts look taller, but she just wouldn't fit them." Martin shook his head, introducing Jeff's latest situation in his mouth, and at the same time picked up the car keys on the table and said to Tommy:

"I can personally drive you to see this candidate who helped Boss your charity make 700,000 in political dirty money."

"It's impressive, Martin, I haven't seen you for two weeks, and you actually know the word "dirty money" in politics." Tommy teased Martin with a smile.

Seven churches, relying on Gary Dooney's legitimacy and his Tommy Hawke's sophistry, as well as a series of political rewards for Jeff LaVine's promise to be elected, ended up with a total of $700,000 in donations, which were then donated to Jeff's campaign action committee.

Martin walked out of the company with Tommy, and then helped Tommy open the door of the rented Cadillac business sedan: "The TV host taught me, they swore that Jeff must have collected political black money, otherwise he would not have been able to compete with others on the candidate list, and he also spent labor and money, and posted campaign ads everywhere, I now think the boss is so right, doing politics is more than pouring laxatives into the pigeons in the square, 700,000, even if we pour the whole Miami pigeons in one round, None of them can pull out that much money. ”

Martin now admires Tommy to the point that he has nothing to say, when he came to Miami for a vacation, the two had almost nothing, but in less than a month, he has become the founder of a campaign consulting company, the campaign manager of a senatorial candidate, although he has to be busy every day because of Jeff's campaign, but the thought of holding hundreds of thousands of campaign funds in his hands, more than a dozen team employees, living in a business hotel, driving a rented high-end business car, makes Martin feel like a dream.

What's even more exaggerated is that Tommy, the boss standing behind him, already has 500,000 in his hands.

500,000, money that many Americans can't earn in their lifetime, their boss is like a vacation in Florida for two weeks, and he earns it, and he doesn't need to disclose the name of the donor at all, and the money doesn't have to be guaranteed to be spent on Jeff's campaign, just use an excuse to do public welfare, and get the money from the foundation account to his own wallet, the easiest way is to buy the advertising space of his own TV station, quote a high price, and this political black money can become clean money at Tommy's disposal.

"Do you want to go out next? Boss? Martin asked Tommy, who was flipping through the newspaper in the back seat, as he took the steering wheel.

Tommy looked at the news about the campaign in the newspaper and said, "No, take a break until Jeff's party nomination speech, and then go make money." ”

"Can you continue to earn?"

"Of course, those candidates who had a certain chance of winning, but now that Jeff has risen to prominence and become hopeless, the money behind them needs to re-bet because the opponent is out, and at that time, find a way to get them to bet on Jeff." Tommy said, "I thought I was away for two weeks and you already knew what to do. ”

"Two of Jeff's best friends, as well as all of Jeff's relatives, were placed on the campaign team by me to receive a salary." Martin said cautiously: "I've seen other campaigns do that. ”

"To the point, Martin." Tommy looked up at Martin as he was driving, and then continued to look down at the newspaper.

Martin licked his lips: "Uh...... The campaign also had a couple of my relatives working, and I promised, they were really working and weren't lazy, and to prevent them from being lazy, I also asked Paige to oversee the work. ”

"How does it feel to be without Peppa?" Tommy laughed.

Seeing that the boss was not furious because he arranged for his relatives to come in to make money, Martin also grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Great, it's a Roman holiday every day." ”

Martin drove Tommy to Jeff's house after a long absence, and when he got out of the car, Tommy even suspected that he was in the wrong place, the house was still the same house, but the colorful flowers in the flower bed in front of the door had been disposed of, leaving only a monotonous but neat green, a U.S. Army flag and a United States flag crossed on the roof, forming a flag door, the kennel on the right side of the front yard was still there, but the two small and cute dogs had disappeared, replaced by a scarf with an American flag pattern around their necks, Just sitting in the yard scares the Canarian dogs on the street with their balls in their hands.

Paired with the camouflage-painted vintage military pickup truck parked in the open parking space, Tommy believes that voters don't even need to see Jeff LaVine, but only need to see his first impressions of his home on the television to imagine that Jeff is definitely a patriotic, and very tough white tough guy.

"This dog is good, it looks like a veteran's pet, where did you get it?" Tommy asked, whistling at the dog.

But the dog obviously didn't like Tommy's teasing, especially when he saw Tommy's fresh face swaggering into the courtyard, and even leaned down and let out a threatening growl.

"Hey, Lance! Let it be quiet! This is Mr. Tommy Hawke, the charity he takes care of donated to Jeff 200,000, if this dog bites him, I promise, Mr. Paige, who was drinking with you last night, can hang you and your dog with a blank face in the next second! Martin shouted to a middle-aged black man in the front yard who was crouching over a weeder.

The black man stood up, glanced at Tommy, then turned his head and yelled at the dog, who immediately closed his mouth, and the other man continued to crouch down, like a dumb man, and silently fiddled with the weeder.

"This is Lance, a homeless ******, I met when I went to a nursing home to give a lecture before, the pickup truck broke down, Lance helped fix it, I think it was just enough to ask Jeff to give him a job, so that everyone can feel that Jeff is really helping the veterans, currently Lance works as Jeff's driver, gardener and pet sitter, and the dog is also his, and after he got this job, he stole the dog back from his ex-wife." Martin pulled open the front of the living room at Jeff's house and made a gesture of please to Tommy:

"Welcome to the home of patriot Jeff Lavin."

The whole living room had been renovated, and Tommy didn't wait to enter the door when he saw a white-tailed buck's head adorned on the oncoming wall, and a shotgun hanging underneath.

Before Tommy left to help Jeff find a fundraiser, there was a family photo of Jeff's family and his two best friends, and a group of people were smiling like fools in the photo.

Walking into the living room, I found that the original landscape decoration painting above the fireplace has also become a white-headed carved oil paint decorative painting, and the row of photo frames placed on the eaves of the fireplace have also changed the content, which was a life photo of Jeff's family before, but now the most conspicuous thing is that in a photo frame, not a photo, but a piece of letterhead, on which a paragraph is written with a pen:

"As long as this country, this government, protects our power, it deserves to be defended to the death! As long as it's worth defending, every American is willing to defend it with an indestructible shield of flesh! If that day comes, some of us may be bled and wounded, some of us may be captured and tortured, some of us may die in battle, but I believe that as long as the freedmen with weapons love this country, we will never be conquered by foreign enemies! ”

At the bottom is a line of small print: To the nation's finest soldier, Jeff Lavin.

The byline is Owen Cohen.

This passage is no stranger to Tommy, the seventh president of the United States and the first Democratic president of the United States, a line from Andrew Jackson's inaugural address, which was introduced in high school history class, but the final signature was very unfamiliar to him: "Who is Owen Cohen?" ”

"Former deputy commander of the Florida National Guard, the above paragraph is true, the small print below, the front line is also true, the name Jeff LaVine was signed by a beautiful employee, this letter was originally received by all soldiers serving in the Florida National Guard, and Jeff was no exception, but Jeff didn't take this thing seriously at all, his genuine letter was hastily thrown in the armrest box of the car by him, and then one time his son had diarrhea during a trip, He simply used it to wipe his son's buttocks, so we had to find another one and change the name to his. Martin said.

Tommy even noticed that the pop song tapes in the cabinet had been replaced with folk songs with straightforward and patriotic lyrics.

"Thank goodness! Tommy, is that you? You're finally back! ~Help us~ Everybody's crazy! All of them! Jeff's wife, Jessica, heard the voices of Martin and Tommy in the living room, and at this time she quickly trotted down from the upper floor, rushed up to Tommy with a face full of grievances, grabbed Tommy's arm, and then poured out all the grievances she had suffered during Tommy's absence.

Jessica is a very virtuous and very traditional housewife, Jeff goes to work every day, she takes care of the four children carefully, prepares dinner for the family, and takes care of the family's life, although it is very tiring to be a housewife who takes care of four children, occasionally Jessica will fantasize when watching TV that she can also be like the woman she sees on TV, wearing beautiful gifts, designing a beautiful hairstyle, attending those formal drinking parties, etc., but it is just a small fantasy in her spare time, when all this really comes, She realized that it wasn't what she wanted at all.

First, two cute dogs that have been raised for many years were suddenly abandoned to relatives in the countryside for foster care, in exchange for a large fierce dog whose four children wanted to feed dog food as a gesture of goodwill, and they all wanted to kneel on the ground carefully and knock one first.

Since the appearance of this patriotic fierce dog wearing a scarf with the pattern of the American flag, the newsboy who delivered the newspaper and milk in the morning has been scared and wet his pants for four days in a row.

And the original home, which was a little messy but absolutely warm, is now renovated to look like half a barracks dormitory, although neat, but always feels like she doesn't belong to herself, she seems to be serving here, not living here.

The photos that record the good memories of her own house were all put away and thrown into the storage box in the attic, and replaced with all kinds of photos that she felt terrible, such as Jeff wearing a camouflage suit, holding a shotgun, and a white-tailed deer in front of him, and even found a bunch of photos sent by Jeff's father from Vietnam back then, hanging them all over the house, the most exaggerated thing is that when he was in high school, the photos of participating in the shooting training of the school rifle club were also found and hung in the bedroom, Jessica saw the stupid appearance of holding a rifle in high school every time he lay in bed, They were embarrassed and wanted to cover their heads with quilts.

The four children, except for the two who were too young for temporary safety, the eldest two were thrown away to the Boy Scouts for a weekend military training camp for exercises, and the two children who were originally cleaned up by her were trained to be two little tramps covered in mud, and she also held up the home video recorder, hypocritically gave them a thumbs up, praising them for a good job, they are two little tough guys.

And that damn sissy stylist that Martin didn't know where to get it, like a fly, buzzing every day to teach herself how to dress, style herself, choose jewelry, and be sneered at by the other party at the slightest disobedience, threatening that if she didn't obey him, she would cause Jeff to lose the election, and that man was not allowed to brag that she was the best at cooking flavored Chinese food, and that she couldn't eat food that smelled too bad, etc.

But even so, Jessica still chose to be tolerant, because she felt that it was all about achieving her husband's dream, and she was willing to tolerate because she loved her husband.

Tommy was like a savior, grabbed by Jessica's sleeve, and cried in embarrassment about the changes in his family during this time: "I can tolerate all this...... Tommy, but that damn sissy and damn Martin ......"

"Take it easy, Jessica, Tommy is here, speak slowly." Tommy quietly tugged back on his arm, then picked up a box of tissues and handed it to Jessica, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Jessica wiped Cryflower's face with a tissue and said frantically, "They want me to pretend to be a sick person and lie in bed until Jeff's election is over." ”

Tommy looked at Martin after listening: "There can't be a problem with family relationships. ”

Martin's tone was guilty, but the expression on his face did not fluctuate and said, "You taught me, Boss, to make the best use of things, said the stylist, Jessica...... Sorry, Jessica, I'm just telling you the truth, you're a little out of shape right now, and you're too conservative and introverted, you're a good wife, but not a good helper, and most of all, Jeff's base voters are vulgar ruffians or poor ghosts, you, compared to your sister Gina's young, strong enough beauty, which of the two of you do you think has a better chance of getting votes when you accompany Jeff to visit the voters, lean over to shake hands, and sincerely ask those womanizers to vote for Jeff? ”

After saying to Jessica, Martin looked at Tommy again: "Those interns have calculated that if Gina goes to pay for the vote, the vote will probably rise by 3%-5%. ”

Hearing the name Gina, Tommy remembered that she was Jessica's young sister, young and beautiful, with a hot body, and was once selected as a cheerleader in high school, with a hearty and outgoing personality and a very strong desire to perform.

Jessica, a housewife who has given birth to four children and has been out of shape, does not have any advantage compared to Gina in terms of image.

"Tommy, I know they all listen to you, including Jeff, please, don't let them do this to me, you go and convince Jeff, he's been driven crazy by those veterans and Martin! I want to go to Washington to fight for those veterans, I can accept him going to Washington, but I can't accept Gina and Jeff showing up together, I love him......" Jessica looked at Tommy with tears in her eyes and pleaded.

"Of course I know you love him, Jessica." After Tommy finished speaking to Jessica, he turned his head and simply commanded Martin:

"It's a good idea, but don't let Jessica stay in bed all the time, make a car accident and accidentally hurt her leg, make Jessica look like she needs to be in a wheelchair temporarily, it would be better if you could involve the car accident with the Cubans, so that when you need to seduce the womanizers to vote, let Jeff's sister-in-law Gina show them her ditch, and if you need to show your affection in front of the neighbors, let Jeff and the children push Jessica in a wheelchair to appear."

Martin's mouth was wide open, his campaign company just wanted Jessica to lie in bed and pretend to be sick, and his boss was even more cruel and accidentally put in a wheelchair due to a car accident.

Tommy stepped forward and hugged Jessica's head, kissed her lightly on the forehead, then let go of his hands and said to the already sluggish hostess:

"There's only one question left, how much do you love him, Jessica?"

(End of chapter)