Two days later.

In the campaign office, Ethan sits in front of his computer and plays spider cards boringly.

The phone rang incessantly.

The staff kept answering calls from voters one by one, either to inquire about donation channels or to inquire about travel arrangements, everything seemed extremely cumbersome.

But it's full of energy.

Ethan awkwardly shook the bandage hanging from his chest, picked up his coffee and took a sip.

There are some things that can't be easily taken down.

For at least a week, I could only hang this bandage honestly, and although the abrasion was almost healed, this posture could not be lost, and the votes depended on it.

A patrol car was parked outside the door.

Inside, Emmett sat in utter boredom, muttering words in her mouth.

According to how well you know him.

I guess this guy is so bored that he counts the passing cars.

At Ethan's insistence, the campaign office continued to open without giving in to the forces of evil, and the Banshee Town Police Department sent a police car to guard outside for a long time in order to avoid accidents.

But these days have been quiet, but nothing has happened.

Airplanes.

The phone vibrates, grabbing his attention.

The caller ID is unknown.

He raised his eyebrows and pressed it casually: "This is Morgan." ”

"It's me."

Gordon's voice sounded inside, looking very tired: "Mr. Morgan, are you interested in coming out for a cup of coffee?" ”

"Of course."

Unexpectedly, it was this guy calling, Ethan raised an eyebrow: "Where are you." ”

"Outside the door."

After a short reply, the phone hung up.

He looked out with a confused expression, and just then, a black Mercedes slowly drove diagonally across the corner, the window was lowered, and Gordon nodded to himself.

Seeing this, Ethan picked up his coat and strode out.

The two cars came to the town's café one after the other, and were greeted by people as they walked in.

It's just that it's clear that there are more people nodding and smiling at Ethan.

From time to time, people clenched their fists.

to show support.

In this regard, Gordon took an expressionless posture and walked straight to the corner inside.

It's a coincidence.

It was the same place where Ethan sat when he met with the senator, and the two rows of greenery next to him created a very intimate environment for conversation.

"Both."

The waitress held the menu and said with a smile, "What do you want?" ”

"Let's get a coffee!"

Ethan smiled handsomely back: "I'm sorry for you." ”

After Gordon ordered himself a cup of coffee, the waiter quickly left, and the two sat facing each other, looking at each other.

After two days of not seeing him, the mayor looked much haggard.

He's like this.

It's not pretending.

The election went all the way down, leaving him exhausted.

Although he is still wearing a formal suit, some small details can still show that Gordon's recent condition is really average, and the collar of the white shirt is a little yellow.

Under pressure, he had no time to pay attention to his image.

On the other hand, Ethan, although he was slightly embarrassed with a bandage, looked refreshed and refreshed, and he didn't know how much better he was.

The two of them sat in silence.

Until the coffee is served.

After the waitress twisted her ass and left, Gordon slowly opened his mouth:

"I want to make a deal with you."

"Hmm."

Ethan poured fresh milk into the cup and stirred gently with a small spoon: "I'm listening." ”

There was silence for a few more seconds.

"I withdraw from the election."

The sound of a wood scraping sounded, and Gordon said with difficulty: "As a deal, you can't do anything to the three councillors who support me, they are only helping me, and they are not hostile to you." ”

The stirring action is stagnant.

The coffee bumps into the spoon as it spins, and it slowly stops.

Ethan's eyes blinked, and he couldn't believe what he heard, this guy actually threw in the towel!

I was excited and a little unclear at the same time, the latest round of poll reports had not yet come out, and I didn't expect Gordon to abandon his arms and surrender, to say that he could still struggle.

"Why?"

Picking up his coffee, Ethan took a sip.

This is the taste of victory.

Gordon also picked up the coffee, tasted the bitterness, and said with a frown: "Now I still have some negotiating capital, don't I?" If it takes a while, I'm afraid that this little capital will be gone. ”

Although defeat is assured, he can still cause Ethan a lot of problems.

Why not sell face and wave the white flag.

Strive for some practical benefits.

Withdrawing from the election has become a natural choice, and in some localities, when the same party members are fighting quite hard, there will still be party bigwigs who will come forward to coordinate the withdrawal of one of the parties from the election to avoid causing losses.

"What do you want?"

Ethan asked in a deep voice as he put down his glass.

The other party has already admitted defeat, and he is embarrassed to bully honest people.

It can't be too ugly to eat.

"Councillor?"

Gordon pursed his lips and offered his terms.

He was originally a town councilor, and he couldn't lose the town mayor and even lose his position as a councilor.

"You have a seat on the town council."

Ethan pondered for a moment, knocked on the table and said, "But the three councilors on your side, why do you have to come down one, I can't let you occupy the majority of seats." ”

The system is different from place to place.

Most of the administrative units at the commune level are self-governing and the seats in the town councils are varied, but they are all singular.

The Banshee Town Council has seven seats.

There's no way he's going to let Gordon take four spots and be the majority.

Although Banshee Town is a strong mayor, some bills still have to be submitted to the council for a vote, and he definitely can't accept that he will be constrained by whatever bills he wants to push in the future.

The previous swinging MP had invited himself to his house for dinner after the gymnasium rally.

So now I have four votes.

It is impossible to cut yourself.

"I accept." The previous idea was still whimsical, and Gordon bitterly agreed to this condition.

The hand that trembled slightly also stretched out.

In the future, he will be an idle parliamentarian, and he will not even have a salary.

However, the back road has been thought of, so he will go back to his old business to open a law firm, and with the contacts accumulated over the years, he will definitely have no problem making money, and he also has considerable appeal.

The same is true for most of the other parliamentarians.

None of the town councillors are paid, and they all have their own jobs.

"We are not enemies."

Ethan held his hand seriously and said in a deep voice: "Actually, everyone is for the good of this town, don't forget that I also saved your daughter, and we should be friends even more." ”

Although not biological.

But Gordon raised Tifa from birth to adulthood, and he was the father in that meaningful sense.

So that's right.

Although it was his job to save people at that time, he had to admit his own love.

"That's right."

Gordon let out a heavy breath and forced a smile: "We should indeed be friends, and even if I lose the election, I can devote more energy to my family." ”

Step back from the competition.

There was no more conflict between the two.

The current town elder has also quickly changed his mentality, and if he loses, he will be defeated, so why bother to create a strong enemy for himself.

(End of chapter)