Go without saying.

Even, he thought deeply, is he not the only target of this Commissioner Cao at all, there are many people like himself in the beautiful country.

If you miss this opportunity, you may really have to live here for the rest of your life.

Even nesting in the concession is a luxury, because he doesn't believe that Commissioner Cao can let him go.

Speaking of having a choice, in fact, he has no choice at all!

Only, who made him weak?

After thinking about it a lot, Commissioner Cao's words are right, this is his own opportunity.

Rather than letting others, the kind of people who have no bottom line in their hearts, or even those who can betray the country, be controlled by Huaxia, it is better to come by yourself.

At least if you are here, you can still fight with Huaxia and seek tangible benefits for the people!

People, all like this, are very confident.

They all think that they will ride the wind and waves and resist all kinds of temptations.

Gritting his teeth, he saw the impatience in Xiao Cao's eyes.

William picked up the wine glass, picked up the wine jar again, and respectfully poured a glass of wine for Xiao Cao.

"Commissioner Cao looks up to me, I, William, will definitely not disappoint your expectations, I respect you!"

Suddenly, the spring breeze turned into rain.

All the tension is gone.

Xiao Cao laughed: "Okay! Good! ”

"Then look forward to Mr. William's performance! What is needed, build momentum for you, and you can start preparing later! ”

When William heard this, his face was full of excitement!

"Well, we won't get drunk tonight! Today I think Commissioner Cao must stay overnight! Let's use Huaxia's words, a drunk party! ”

Secretary Liu understood.

smiled and said to the two: "Then this wine is not enough today, fortunately, I still have it in the car!" ”

As he spoke, he went to get the wine.

That night, Xiao Cao had a dream in which he dreamed that he was riding a wild horse galloping across the grassland.

Sometimes galloping, sometimes riding horses.

On the second day, he raised his head and walked out of William's small second floor.

.......

Xiao Cao, not idle, after coming out of William's place, he took Secretary Liu non-stop and went to the next house.

William guessed right.

Eggs cannot be put in one basket.

The Workers' Party of the Beautiful Country, Xiao Cao intends to push William, but what about the others?

For example, Brother Black.

These people have to push it too.

Only when the situation is chaotic can there be a chance.

Obakin, as a beautiful countryman with a dark complexion, has also achieved the position of a state legislator with various operations.

But he knew it was the highest position he could go.

Further up, the pretty country will not allow it, and neither will those who are white-skinned.

We can give you a petty official to show our attention and treat everyone equally, but in any case, we will not let you go to the top.

Behind him, although there are also some black brother forces, but in front of those white brother forces, they are simply vulnerable.

Sometimes, he doesn't want to be satisfied with the status quo, but skin color is a hurdle that he can't overcome in his life.

Duration, borrowing wine to dispel sorrows.

Until, he met a man and secretly came to a location in the Chinese Concession.

He was excited.

The whole person seems to have rediscovered the direction of his life.

When he went out of the Chinese Concession, he felt that the dust of New York was sweet!

Needless to say, who the person he saw was.

For more than half a month, Xiao Cao has been running around and meeting all kinds of people.

Use all kinds of methods to win over all those who can be wooed.

Among them, William and Obakin are the two who made heavy bets on him.

In Li Delin's office, the Ministry of Industry Bureau in the Chinese Concession, Xiao Cao shook his red wine glass and looked out the window.

"Delin, you're almost ready, you can start!"

Hearing the bell outside, Xiao Cao said with a smile.

Li Delin also hummed.

"Cao, you are now one of the people I admire, this kind of operation is enough to be worthy of Mr. Nie's trust

！ ”

The bell rings to signify the start of the general election.

The streets of New York and Washington are full of lights, and countless capitalists are serving their political targets, using all means to increase votes for them.

Everywhere you look, you can see people giving speeches with loudspeakers on the streets!

Impassioned, make a series of promises.

Various predictions for the future, expectations!

Then, there was a burst of cheers from below.

There are also I don't know how many people, in the streets and alleys, holding leaflets, newspapers, propaganda for their political targets.

Some wore turbans, others wore armbands.

There were also people who held signs and marched, loudly advertising slogans about their political targets.

All sorts of uplifting slogans, as if they don't want money.

However, some people are excited, some people are crazy, and some people are silent.

Most of the silent people are at the bottom of society, the middle and lower classes.

At one time, they were the largest group in the country, enjoying the conveniences of the factories and the benefits of being workers.

But all of this fell off the altar with the Great Depression.

I went back and forth to the pawn shop all day long, using the record player and petty bourgeois materials I bought at a high price in exchange for the rations I relied on for survival.

Except for when passing by those shops opened by Chinese, I will show a trace of envy when I look at the dazzling materials inside, and the rest of the time, I have no energy at all.

Numbly looked at the noisy gongs and drums outside, and the scene of the general election was lively.

The contrast is striking.

A child followed his father and had just given up his wool coat.

Came to the store and bought some grain, vegetables.

It was at this time that a procession of marchers appeared.

"Support Stephen King and usher in a bright future for our beautiful country!"

"Support Stephen King and eliminate the incompetent Roosevelt administration!"

One by one, they shouted excitedly with fanaticism on their faces.

There were also people who came running to give them leaflets.

"Hello sir, please cast your votes and cheer for Stephen King!"

Father just nodded indifferently.

"Okay, I will!"

When they were gone, they tore up the leaflets.

"Father, why are you torn apart?"

The child looked at his father with some puzzlement.

The father squatted down, picked up his son, and said lovingly: "Who comes to the stage, what does it have to do with us?" Can factories be reopened? ”

"These people are all the same dogs, their political ideals are all for their own interests, the Stephen King family's factory, the most ruthless oppression, I heard that not only the workers were dismissed, but also sent gang members to threaten those who want to ask for follow-up wages!" gōΠb.ōγg

"You say, should I tear such a flyer?"

A child's world is black and white.

I was not happy on the spot, and the milk was fierce: "It should be torn apart!" We don't support the big bad. ”

"Just, there is no one to speak for us? Don't you always tell me that we are great? Created most of the country's wealth? ”

Father, smile wryly.

Maybe, there will be.

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