Chapter 489 State Representative

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There is an election campaign going on right now. My old friend, Russell, a young politician recommended by Underwood, the whip of the Donkey Party, is running for state representative in the district of Bahn Co. Take office.

The financial backers behind his elephant party opponents are Wall Street investor Edward and several builders who cooperated with him in the original Bahn Chemical real estate project.

"When I came over, I saw that many single-family houses were almost completed."

Claire, dressed in white high-end fashion, frowned and walked into the office building of Barn Company, and asked Eli, who came to pick her up, "Even if Russell wins this year, it will be very difficult to win. What should we do when all the residents move in two years from now?"

Eli quipped: "Your husband will take care of it."

"I doubt it." Claire didn't quite agree, "Men are always careless."

With the help of the general manager of Bahn Company, the two passed through the gate and came to the top floor, "Hi, Claire." Song Ya waited there, "Thank you for taking the time to help Russell on the platform."

"How's the election going?" Claire asked.

Song Ya smiled bitterly: "It was very stalemate, so I called Eli to be his temporary campaign manager."

Claire and Eli have known each other for a long time, "Let me chat with APLUS alone."

"Okay, I'm right next door, if something happens..." The little Jew smiled and walked out.

"APLUS, the consequences of Russell not being elected are very bad for you." She waited for Eli to close the door, and whispered.

"Yes, he must be elected, otherwise the party's candidates will help Edward and they target my chemical plant." Song Ya laughed: "Commercial real estate developers don't like chemical plants too close to their projects, so my workers He and the family members of the workers will vote for Russell, and they also like this young man very much. Don't worry, I will take good care of the person Mr. Underwood likes."

"That's good." Claire's face did not relax, "But two years later..."

"It will be hard to say in two years. After the proportion of middle-class residents in the constituency increases, our model will be difficult to maintain." Song Ya is also very calm.

He has made up some relevant knowledge in the past two days. Politicians are the most unreliable group, especially low-level politicians like state representatives. Now that workers and their families are voters, Russell will definitely stand on the side of workers. Two years later, when the number of middle-class residents increases, Russell's inclination may not be certain. Moreover, this kind of small election does not require much financial aid, so one day he may be drawn over by other funders and turn his head against himself.

In addition, the current fluorescent agent factory is on the rise, and the conflict between the workers and the owner of the business is not obvious. After two years, the two sides may stand on opposite sides. At that time, Russell will have to face whether to choose the funder or the vote. This is another hidden danger.

Claire's husband is the whip of the Donkey Party, so of course she is very clear about the doorway, "Underwood and I want you to take care of Russell, and at the same time control him. He is a young man, and sometimes he can't control his lower body , and likes to drink."

"He doesn't like to drink, he's an alcoholic..."

Song Ya said with a smile: "Of course, he's not married. It's also a good way to canvass votes with the workers in the bar. There will be no major problems for the time being."

Claire nodded, "How is your factory running?"

"I will make money this year." Song Ya replied.

This year, the production line here is running at almost full capacity, and the price of fluorescent agent products has been raised several times. By the end of the year, it will create a gross profit of about 18 million. Of course, he will not disclose the specific figure to the other party.

"That's not bad."

Claire took out a video tape from her bag, "By the way, watch this."

Song Ya took it and put it into the video recorder. It was a concert on the other side of the book, "Xicheng Hideki?" He knew the male singer on the stage of the book, and it was very popular there, and it was long popular. He debuted, and he should be almost forty years old now.

"Under the stands." Claire reminded.

The book audience under the stage held up the fluorescent sticks, which were very neatly divided into pieces according to the color, like a sea of ​​colorful flowers under the night sky, fluctuating with the wind as they waved.

"Have you studied it?" Claire asked.

"The general manager of Bahn Company mentioned to me several times..."

Song Ya felt that the other party actually came here for this, "The patent for fluorescent sticks expired at the end of last year, and now anyone can produce them, and this kind of closed packaging, it doesn't matter whether the contents inside are low-toxic or light-resistant, so the competition is fierce. I Let them push it a few times during Fergie's commercial performance. The audience in the United States is very unimpressed. They advocate individual expression more than the book. They don't like this kind of thing that turns themselves into a background board. They are even more I like lighters."

"There will always be a market, right? The plates of fluorescent sticks are much bigger." Claire asked: "Your factory can't bet all on rave nights in nightclubs. You are from the entertainment industry, and you know more about fashion than I do." It's easy to get mad..."

"But I only have such a factory, and the surrounding area can no longer afford to expand production..."

Song Ya guessed the broker's real purpose, "You know the market over there, it's hard for our big chemical giants to compete."

"Talk to this person." Claire handed over a business card.

Song Ya took it, and seeing the logo on it, she knew that she was working for Dow Chemical. The company's headquarters is in Michigan next door to Illinois, not far away, and she sighed slightly in her heart, "I will."

"You seem to be perfunctory?" Claire has always been very strong.

"A lot of big chemical companies have tried to contact me, in addition to Dow, Dupont, and Toray from Benzi..." Song Ya held the business card in her hand and gestured to him, "I don't have any big ambitions for Claire, I'm just a Nineteen-year-old singer, four courses in one semester..."

"The light stick industry is now also linked to the entertainment industry." Claire looked at the TV screen, "You can't sell Toray, your company is still serving the US military, and you don't have many choices. And neither do I. Will really treat you like a nineteen-year-old college student."

"I will contact him." Song Ya reiterated, and then changed the topic, "How is Mr. Underwood doing in Washington? I read the news, he has a lot of credit for promoting the child protection bill, right? ?”

"Yes, but he doesn't deserve as much credit as MJ, the King of Pop's scandal that got this bill through Congress without any decent resistance."

The corner of Claire's lips curled up, "The commander-in-chief is very happy to be able to successfully promote this level of federal bills in his first year in office. This will greatly help his prestige in power."

Song Ya couldn't help feeling sorry for MJ for a while, and he finally realized that at least MJ would never want to get out of this case until the bill was officially signed by the commander in chief.

"I noticed that your donation this year seems to have been distributed by a different entity?" Claire brought the topic back to her concerns.

"Yes, I promised to donate all the income from WhereIsTheLove, so in the future, this income will be automatically allocated to a special account under supervision, and then distributed." Song Ya replied.

"WhereIsTheLove? That's a lot of money, right?" Claire asked.

"I used a bit of rhetoric, and what I actually donated was my personal income in that song, so it will be much less than what the outside world thinks." Song Ya didn't hide it, so as not to be misunderstood and give to her husband and wife. not enough.

"Very smart."

Claire didn't have a sense of justice. She smiled and praised: "Then I went to Russell's campaign office. Remember to talk to him..." She pointed to the business card in Song Ya's hand again.

"Please wait, Claire." Song Ya stopped her, "I heard that Peter will be released from prison soon?"

"Peter Flock?"

"Yes."

"Uh huh..." Claire hesitated, "What are you asking him for?"

"Just ask. You know, the current state attorney has been targeting people who once supported Peter. I don't want to be unlucky for some inexplicable thing like MJ." Mingren didn't speak secretly, Song Ya was very direct.

"If the high crime rate continues, there is a real chance of Peter coming back."

Claire was also straightforward, "After this incident, everyone agrees that he is a gentleman who can strictly keep secrets."

gentleman……

It seems that after Peter's bad luck, he didn't bite people in order to get rid of crimes, which was praised by some people in the political circle here, including the party whip couple based in Chicago, "That's good, I have no problem." Song Ya said.