Chapter 493, Image Engineering
Dan Lis. Brooklyn had planned to have a good chat with this true idealist and fighter.
As a result, because there were too many things, I was too tired and forgot about it. After getting to know Dan Liz, Brooklyn had to admit that this was a true fighter, a figure who could be compared to Lyley Cru and might be written into a textbook in the future.
Anthony's recommendation was undoubtedly the right fit, and Brooklyn's only concern was whether Dan Liz would be useful.
Will she agree to cooperate with herself? Brooklyn was skeptical. But after the Lyleigh Crewe incident, Brooklyn has a new impression of people who are not dull and naïve, who know exactly what they are doing, and who acknowledge that the world is not black and white.
That's the good news. After Brooklyn thanked Anthony, she sorted out the wording and called Dan Liz.
Dan Liz's voice is hoarse, the kind that should sound good when singing rock and roll, perhaps it has something to do with her personal style, obviously just a hoarse voice to pick up the phone, but what comes to her face is a sense of vigorous and resolute ability.
Her attitude towards Brooklyn is neither good nor bad.
"Your Excellency, what's the matter?" These were the first words Dan Lise said. When Brooklyn said she was interested in her affirmative action and wanted to learn more, she wasn't very excited.
Brooklyn can only say
"If you're in New York, come now to e.. Y, if I'm not in New York, I'm going to pick a house with my fiancée after work in the afternoon, you can come to me at that time. ”
"But only today." Brooklyn said solemnly
"Harvard's resources are limited, and I think you should understand that." Brooklyn has previously mentioned that it will integrate Harvard's resources and allocate them as needed.
But resources are always in short supply, so in practice, which people's 'needs' need to be met, who have to wait in line, and who don't even need to take a look, need to be reviewed.
It's a long process. Brooklyn has the privilege of allowing someone to bypass the audit and allocate resources directly.
It's not Brooklyn breaking the rules, it's his own nature as Harvard Speaker, and even if it's just a signal to the outside world, an attitude expressed in public, it's a resource for some people.
The bait that Brooklyn left behind is not insufficient, and the sincerity is not insignificant. But Dan Liz wasn't fooled.
She didn't show any signs of excitement, not even mood swings.
"Your Excellency, I'm sorry, but I'm in a small village on the border with New York State, helping the women here escape the terrible life, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see you until later." Dan Liz said.
Brooklyn didn't say anything for a moment, but asked
"Tell me about the situation." Dan Liz thought for a moment, perhaps organizing the language, Dao
"They were ferried, and as soon as they crossed the border, they fell into the hands of traffickers and were sold here. It's a poor little county, well, a village, sorry, Your Excellency the Speaker, I don't know much about the level of administrative divisions here. ”
"There's only one farm with a very large area, and the people in the whole county or village are a family, and they live a retro life as if they were filming a TV series...... I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but I asked, but it's not within the boundaries of New York State anymore. "Brooklyn was about to say 'you can go to the state for help,' but she was choked back.
"Okay, stay safe." Brooklyn decisively ended the call. It was clear from the brief phone call that Dan Liz was wary of him.
When you think about it, this seems to be human nature. Anyone who witnessed Brooklyn's battle at the Manhattan Hotel Conference and how to defeat such formidable opponents as Burke and Anthony would be afraid of him.
The afternoon's work passed quickly, and Brooklyn estimated the time, and when he signed his name on the paperwork in hand, it was time to leave work.
After waiting for a moment, Anne walked in with her paperwork bag and greeted everyone politely before coming to Brooklyn.
"Wait a minute." Brooklyn said without raising his head, straightened the papers a little, got up and kissed Anne on the cheek, grabbed his coat and bag, and took the other arm by Anne, greeted everyone and left.
On the way, Anne called Pol's wife, Luisa, and when the two arrived at their destination, Luisa arrived just in time.
As a result of both of them looking at houses lately, Anne has had more opportunities to deal with Luisa, and the relationship between the two has begun to develop towards best friends.
When the three of them got together, Anne and Louisa immediately walked together hand in hand and whispered, and Brooklyn was left to the side.
However, when it comes to looking at the house, Anne is basically picking, and Brooklyn doesn't have much of an opinion, he will only say 'yes' and 'no'.
In light of this, Luisa and Anne's behavior is understandable. The first house they looked at today was a three-story house – originally they were going to be in e.. Those looking for houses in the vicinity of Y were initially looking around Hoover Avenue, but as one house after another was eliminated, now they have found the 'suburbs' again.
The houses here are larger and more varied, and there are often front and back yards on the outside, which are very spacious.
Brooklyn stood on the top of the building, swept around, and shook his head silently. Downstairs, Anne touched the couch and stepped on the floor, saying apologetically
"Louisa, dear, I don't like this one, let's change it." Luisa nodded. She came to help Brooklyn look at the house, not only because of the David Ball relationship, but also because it was her job in itself.
Strictly speaking, it was Brooklyn who sold her a favor and took care of her 'business' with Annie, so naturally there was nothing unwilling.
The three of them rushed out, locked the door, and got into the car - Brooklyn was a gentleman, and naturally he would not let the lady help him drive, he sat in the driver's seat, and as soon as he started the car, his cell phone rang.
Brooklyn was driving while answering the phone as usual, and the passing patrol officer glanced at the license plate, then at the person sitting in the car, and then withdrew his gaze without squinting.
The call was from Dan Lis, who had just gotten off the plane. Brooklyn asked, after a moment's pause
"Where's the next building?" Luisa and Anne subconsciously stopped talking when they answered the phone in Brooklyn, and she pointed ahead
"It's right ahead. The houses to be seen today are all in this area, not far away. Brooklyn reported the address and hung up the phone.
The second house Brooklyn was more satisfied, but Anne was not. Anne felt that there were too few rooms and that the planning was a bit unreasonable.
She pointed to the bedrooms on the second and third floors and complained to Luisa
"When we have children in the future, do we have to sleep until midnight and get up and go up to the third floor to see the children?" Louisa glanced at Anne and shook her head.
Luisa and Pol are Dink, or to be exact, Louisa is Dink, Pol has not expressed much opinion, and the two have not had children, and they have lived until now.
As the trio wandered around the third house, Dan Liz arrived. Brooklyn briefly introduced Dan Litz, saying that she was a Harvard alumnus, and then went back to the car with Dan Liz to wait for Anne and Louisa.
Getting in the car, Brooklyn cared
"How's that farm you're talking about?" Dan Liz shook her head
"It has been handed over to the police, but most of the people there have no legal status, and I am afraid they will have to be repatriated." As she spoke, Dan Liz asked as she pulled a squished burger out of her bag and pointed at it
"Your Excellency, I hope you don't mind, I only had a light meal on the plane today." Brooklyn waved her hand and let her take care of herself.
So Dan Liz ate it unceremoniously, and took out a Big Mac burger in three or five bites, and pulled out another one, another three or five bites.
Kill four in a row, and then stop digging out Big Mac burgers. Dan Liz took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, stuffed the trash back into a plastic bag, tied it, and put it in the bag.
Brooklyn watched her quietly all the time, and found that Dan Lise's movements seemed rude when eating, but she had a sense of boldness.
Seeing that she had finished eating, Brooklyn was just about to speak, when Louisa and Anne walked out again.
"I checked with Luisa and they had moldy floors in their basement." Anne shook her head and explained.
Brooklyn didn't say much, asked where the next one was, and started the car. Stopping in front of a house with hundreds of square meters in the front yard alone, Brooklyn watched Louisa and Anne walk into the yard with a sense of foreboding.
"Dan Liz." Brooklyn let herself ignore that feeling and get down to business.
"I've gotten a general idea about you. I also appreciate you, but it's just a personal appreciation, and it's impossible for me to use Harvard's resources to pay for my personal emotions. Brooklyn explained it euphemistically, which can be regarded as a foreshadowing for the follow-up words.
"I made people look at it carefully and think what you're doing makes sense."
"In this era, there are people shouting 'equality' everywhere in the world, but those who really put it into practice are very rare and rare." Dan Liz listened to Brooklyn's compliment, and there was no discoloration on her face.
She'd heard too many words like this, and there were things that were diametrically opposed. Praise or insults have no effect on Dan Lis, who has been basically immune to words after experiencing a series of threats, intimidation, and several accidents that endanger his personal safety, and seeing politicians go back on his word.
"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your affirmation." Dan Liz didn't even want to act, and replied perfunctorily.
Brooklyn was unimpressed, he continued
"Harvard is researching and is ready to put more resources into you to help you continue your career." Dan Liz straightened up and opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Brooklyn's raised hand.
"Harvard doesn't interfere with your behavior, it doesn't dictate your career, Harvard doesn't participate in any of your careers except for providing resources and help, what should you do and how to do it, the only difference may be that it's more convenient to do things?" Dan Liz was not happy, she asked solemnly
"What do I need to do?" There's no such thing as a free lunch. Wu Dalang thought that there was, and he picked up a beautiful daughter-in-law in vain, but the family was ruined.
Zweig also said that all the gifts of fate have been secretly marked with a price. The beheaded queen thought there was, squandered it with impunity, and as a result, her head was cut off by the French people.
Brooklyn is not her fiancé, and it is not she who is picking a house in it now, and Dan Liz is not carried away by the huge surprise, she always keeps her sane.
"You need to value being a Harvard alumnus." Brooklyn said. The meaning is obvious. Harvard helped her, and she helped Harvard make a name for herself.
Harvard wants Dan Liz to be a business card, a business card for outsiders to know Harvard. This is not only conducive to reversing the situation and re-establishing a positive image of Harvard, but also beneficial to Brooklyn as Speaker.
After a series of infighting, Harvard gave outsiders a very bad impression, and in the eyes of insiders, Harvard has degenerated, except that infighting is infighting.
Harvard = infighting! Harvard is rich in infighting! Now that Brooklyn is in office, he needs to establish a new positive and healthy image of Harvard, so that people can forget the label of infighting as soon as possible, and at the same time send a signal to the outside world about his attitude as the new speaker.
It's the right thing. Brooklyn didn't fool Dan Lise. The proposal for Harvard's image project lies in Bob's mailbox, and the proposal was drafted by Brooklyn, which will be polished by Bob later, sent to Anthony and Lopez and others for discussion, and then revised and sent to all members of the Harvard Council.
Dan Liz began to think.
"You're just the first." Seeing Dan Liz thinking, Brooklyn chuckled.
"What?" Dan Liz asked, confused. Brooklyn repeats
"You're just the first."
"Harvard has experienced many twists and turns, its image has been ruined, and outsiders only have a negative impression of us, thinking that we like infighting and are a bunch of people in the nest."
"We must reverse that impression and re-establish a positive and healthy image of Harvard. It's a long line of plans, and you're just one of them. "It's telling Dan Liz that she's not special.
In the consciousness of a true affirmative action activist, he likes to be treated as a normal person, and he doesn't want any privileges, as long as you don't treat him differently, you have already won his favor.
They insist that the purpose of the affirmative action movement is equality, not to fight for privileges for a part of the population. Dan Liz is one such person.
"Sounds good." After hearing that he was not the exception, but the first to be selected for the 'trial,' Dan Liss let down his last bit of wariness about Brooklyn.
"Of course it's good." Brooklyn was visibly aware of Dan Lise's change in attitude and joked
"As long as you don't get me wrong, Harvard is targeting you." Dan Liz waved her hand
"I'm so glad you chose me to be the first. This shows that you are not thinking about gender first, but thinking about it for the sake of the matter. "It aligns very well with her philosophy.
Dan Liz is not a young girl who has just left school. She has been campaigning for equality for so many years, and she has already seen all kinds of people in power.
They may agree with her views very much for various reasons, and even slap her on the spot to support her, but they just say it nicely, and most of them don't even talk about actual actions, and they can't even understand her philosophy.
Although Brooklyn didn't say much to agree with her, Dan Lis's actions made Dan Liz feel that she was a like-minded person.