Chapter 733 Silhouette

Latest URL: "Hey! Mr. Clark, I have good news... Uh, I'm sorry I missed the reception last night. I'm not in New York. I have something urgent... Yes, I know I have to fulfill... Okay, okay Is it okay if we don't talk about it? You won't be angry when you hear the good news I brought..."

"It's like this. I'll be at the White House at the end of the month...of course to meet Mr. Commander-in-Chief! Deputy Commander Gore will also be there..."

"Looks like he wants to give a speech about black singers, countering Bob Dole's remarks about gangsta rappers..."

"Of course it will be on the news. I will shake hands with him first, take pictures, and then stand behind him to listen to the speech to express support. Next to him are some people from the African-American cultural circles, workers wearing hard hats, firefighters, etc..."

"Haha...whatever I say, I will definitely help in the listing process."

"Myself? No, no speech, at most a few compliments to the camera..."

"Uh, isn't it good? This kind of occasion is usually a formal dress, and wearing a cultural T with the Netscape logo is too..."

"I know I know, it's just not appropriate."

"Uh-huh……"

"By the way! Don't we have that kind of peaked cap? Or a baseball cap? It's white, and the front pattern is like that of a browser desktop icon... I remember seeing Mark wearing it..."

"Okay, I should be fine with that, hey, I've never worn a Bulls hat before."

"It's a small matter, okay, have someone deliver it...to my home in Malibu."

"Haha, no problem, I don't think too much..."

Leaving the Capitol, he was in a good mood, talking on the phone non-stop, and after chatting with Jim Clark, he called Mariah Carey.

"Mimi, get ready, you and I will go to the White House at the end of the month to meet the commander in chief and take pictures."

"Hey, who is your husband?"

"What to wear? Just wear formal clothes..."

"Do you want to wear haute couture on that occasion? No, absolutely not, the commander's wife will also be there..."

"Really,

Let Sandy Glenn prepare it for you, he understands this. "

"Listen to him, or wait for me to come back and decide together!"

"No no, I didn't yell...I don't want to argue with you about getting dressed!"

"In the first place, you have a tendency to become more and more exposed..."

"Don't rush to announce to the outside world, this kind of thing can't be 100% certain, if something happens..."

"Not even at parties, those people in Hollywood have big mouths..."

"Less partying, drinking less, I feel like you've been spoiled by Hollywood."

"Am I being too lenient? You are my wife!"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. You always change the topic. Anyway, at the end of the month, we will meet with the commander-in-chief and his wife at the White House, shake hands on the lawn at the entrance, and then visit the office of the commander-in-chief."

"We two? There is no speech, we listen to the speech of the Grand Commander..."

"Well, okay, let's talk about it in detail when I come back, love you."

"Huh..." He put down the phone and let out a long breath, "Go back to Chicago, I want to have a serious chat with Alicia, and restart the negotiation with the inner city broadcasting company."

"Have you reached any agreement with Underwood?" Ms. Sloan was perceptive. "What about the disagreement at the Apollo Theater?"

"I don't want to insist on avoiding the risk of management rights anymore."

Song Ya replied that Underwood sternly warned not to disclose any details of this matter, not even his own political adviser.

Ms. Sloan can guess a little bit by guessing, "Did you reach an insider deal with Underwood and Rangel? I know that the commander-in-chief is worried about the attitude of the African-American party group in the telecommunications bill."

"I won't say it, anyway, I changed my mind." Song Ya replied.

"Okay, I understand, I know the business."

Ms. Sloan shut her mouth tactfully and did not pursue further.

"Alicia, sorry, I changed my mind again."

Breaking up with Sloan in Washington, he returned to Chicago for a night of rest, and the next day he arrived at the offices of Flock and Argus, where he saw Alicia again. After a brief exchange of pleasantries between the two, he said: "Delete the part of the Apollo Theater and re-negotiate with the Inner City Broadcasting Company. I think this time it will go smoothly, and the progress of the negotiation will be very fast. You cooperate with the accountant to prepare for my formal capital injection." Relevant documents. I paid 28 million, got 32% of the shares, and four directors. Dinkins and Dorothy in the other seven seats should support me when the chairman is re-elected early next year. .”

"Did something happen that I don't know about?" Alicia was of course happy to see it.

"I just got your bill ha, it's dark Alicia..."

Song Ya laughed and talked nonsense, "Since I have spent so much money for the preparation, it would be too bad not to continue."

"Come on APLUS, we have done a lot of work for your business, and everyone in the law firm has been busy with this matter some time ago, working overtime."

Alicia seemed to be serious, "When Guanggong..."

"I'm just kidding."

Song Ya waved her hand, "Don't be so humorless, Alicia."

"Well, I just wanted to say that my work and my firm's work is valuable."

Alicia finally smiled too, stood up and walked to the wine cabinet, "What would you like to drink to celebrate?"

"Champagne, of course champagne."

As soon as she took the wine glass from her, Argus, another named partner of the law firm, knocked on the door outside.

"Argus, just right, we have a new job." Alicia poured him another glass, "It's still the Inner City Broadcasting Company..."

"Alicia, APLUS, I think you should see this."

He took the wine casually, but was not in the mood to drink it, and put a newspaper on Alicia's desk.

"The Monitor?"

Alicia picked up the newspaper in doubt, and soon her face turned cloudy, and she went back to her chair and sat down silently.

"What's wrong?"

Song Ya took the newspaper, "The murder of the detective may involve the corruption of the Chicago police." ’ The title is this, with four accompanying pictures of the murdered detective, Vic and Sean, and a black silhouette of a man in a suit,

The text first introduces some brief processes of the night when Sinaloa and the detective were killed, and then the second paragraph focuses on explaining the gray behavior of Vic leading the stormtroopers to violate the law and commit crimes.

‘This stormtrooper used to help Chicago politicians solve troubles, such as reducing the crime rate...’

The third paragraph leads to the gang peace conference, ‘According to sources, Vic even organized a so-called meeting for gang peace, helping and guiding them to divide their spheres of influence and reduce the mutual hatred caused by the competition for territory. This kind of behavior is undoubtedly a slow poison for ordinary people. It seems to reduce the crime and murder in Chicago, but it makes the "commodities" of the gangsters: all kinds of soft and strong drugs appear more widely and pervasively in people. Around the living area, the income of the gangs has skyrocketed, and they are all accumulating strength. The scale of the next 'war' will undoubtedly be larger, and the harm to the people will be the same. '

Fourth paragraph, 'Peace conferences are only of great benefit to politicians who desperately need votes, such as our Mr. 'P'...'

The Monitor gave Peter's initials directly, as well as other details of the election and power relations that could be matched, and it was short of naming names. Song Ya looked at the silhouette of the man in the suit again, it was undoubtedly him.