In a villa on Anga Island, two men were sitting opposite each other on the sofa, with the coffee table in the middle filled with recent newspapers and various election materials.
O'Caisey looked at the documents in his hand quietly, frowning from time to time.
The black man in a suit sitting opposite him was named MacDonald, an international human rights organization called Black Voice in North America.
Judging from their names, it is not difficult to guess what nature this organization is.
I heard they are supported by a company on Wall Street.
O'Caisey also heard that behind them, the White House was the United States.
But who cares?
At least O'Casey doesn't care.
However, their request this time is really embarrassing.
... Haven't you finished watching it yet?Seeing that O'Caisey had no response for a long time, MacDonald whispered, in fact, there is only one part of the amendment, that is, to add one at the end of your campaign program: promise to amend the 16-year constitution during your term of office, promote the abolition of the Defense Outsourcing Act, and recover the defense contracting rights from military contractors such as Star Ring Trade.
This is different from what we said at the beginning. Isn’t we the only thing we said to promote the Black Immigration Protection Act?O'Casey patted the document in his hand with the back of his hand and frowned, "There are only two months left before the election voting day, why did you ask me to suddenly add a constitutional amendment to the election program?"Then I went to explain to my supporters why I changed my mind temporarily?
I know this is outside the contract.MacDonald said lightly, waved to the secretary behind him, so we prepared compensation outside the contract.
The secretary standing behind him stepped forward and placed his hand on the newspapers and campaign documents full of coffee tables.
Here is S$5 million, which is also the deposit we are preparing to pay you in advance.
The black suitcase opened, and the fragrance of oiled paper and ink drifted in the wind. Looking at the bundles of banknotes inside, O'Caisie subconsciously widened her eyes and swallowed.
You'll screw up my election...
On one side is S$5 million, on the other side is the president's throne.
A trace of struggle flashed in O'Casey's eyes.
MacDonald grinned, shook his head, took out a cigar from his arms, and asked the secretary to help light it, and then put it in his mouth.
He spitted a mouthful of smoke rings and said lightly at the hesitant O'Casey.
Do you think if you add less of this one, you have the hope of defeating Zhang Yaping, who is supported by Star Ring Trade?Stop dreaming, you can't have a chance with our support.
O'Caisey's face looked a little ugly. If anyone was underestimated, he would definitely not feel good.
Moreover, he still has a considerable approval rating in some of the white left-wing centers. The recent James incident has increased his approval rating a lot, so he even thought that he had a little flutteringly that he had no power to fight on the day of the March vote.
However, McDonald said that he had no chance at all, which made him quite dissatisfied.
But he could only hide this dissatisfaction in his heart. After all, the financial backer on the opposite side almost bears 80% of his campaign funds.
Since you don’t have confidence in me, why do you bet on me?Looking at MacDonald with a blank expression, O'Casey said softly, expressing his dissatisfaction obscurely.
What I invested in is not you, but the piece of paper in your hand.MacDonald pointed to the document in his hand with a cigar.
This piece of paper is worthless until I become president.
McDonald grinned at O'Caisie's words.
Worthless?I have been doing lbbyist for more than ten years, and I know better than you what is truly worthless.
Someone has to mention it, and someone will supplement it, and finally it will be perfected.If citizens don’t know that they can have such rights and can still fight for these rights for themselves by voting, then all work will be impossible to carry out.
We have enough patience. As long as we move forward step by step, we can transform this country into a normal country in twenty years, thirty years or even longer, and then develop normal diplomatic relations with it, rather than like now, diplomatic negotiations are not like diplomatic negotiations, but completely like business negotiations.
And you don’t need to worry about this, you just need to stand in front of the people of the new country for us, and take the opportunity of the election to tell them how much they can get...
Speaking of this, McDonald stopped talking, leaned forward slightly, put his arms on his knees, staring at O'Casey sitting opposite him, and now, tell me, are you worth our continued investment in your value.
O'Kesey swallowed and spitted.
After a war between heaven and man, his clenched fists clenched and slowly released, and finally nodded.
I see.
MacDonald smiled slightly and stood up.
It seems that you have made the right choice, so I won’t bother you.
Leaving this sentence, he gestured to the secretary behind him and walked towards the door.
At the door, McDonald stopped and turned to look at O'Casey, who was pondering on the sofa, and said happily.
I will avoid contact with you in the next two months, hoping to wait until I return to Washington and see your good news from the newspaper.Then Mr. O'Casey, wish you all the best in the March election.
As he said that, he smiled and tidied up the collar of the suit and pushed open the door of the entrance.
However, the moment the door was pushed open, the expression on his face and his footsteps were frozen there.
In front of him, two men in black suits stood at the door and looked at him.
Behind the two men, there were about a dozen policemen and six or seven reporters carrying cameras.
Since when, the entire villa has been surrounded by police cars and media broadcasting cars.
Sorry, Mr. MacDonald, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back to Washington.The man in a suit took out an arrest warrant from his arms, which was covered with the steel seal of the Xinguo Court. We have received reports that you are charged with 21 charges including bribery, election manipulation, and espionage.
Cold sweat slid down McDonald's sideburns.
Looking at the man standing in front of him, it took him a long time to squeeze out a word from his mouth.
This is a slander...
We will soon know whether it is slander or not.The man in a suit shrugged and gestured to the police behind him.
……
Sitting in the living room, O'Casey was still staring at the box of bills on the table.
The bundles of banknotes made him feel a little dizzy.
He had never seen so much money in his life, and the money was only a deposit of 10% of the total reward...
His trembling fingers touched the box of bills.
However, just as he was swallowing and planning to count the money, a roar came from the entrance of the living room.
You can't do this!I warn you that your actions violate international conventions!Stop, damn it!Do you know who I am?I am
The dense footsteps interrupted his reverie of the yacht, private beaches, and blonde beauty. When he saw the arrest warrant with the steel stamp of the New Country Court, the police badge of the New Country police, and the media camera, his face instantly lost its blood.
At this moment, his heart almost stopped contracting.
Without any resistance, O'Casey, who was ashamed, reached out to his hand obediently and asked the police to handcuff him.
Resistance has lost its meaning.
He knew very well that his political career had come to an end...
O'Caisey looked at the documents in his hand quietly, frowning from time to time.
The black man in a suit sitting opposite him was named MacDonald, an international human rights organization called Black Voice in North America.
Judging from their names, it is not difficult to guess what nature this organization is.
I heard they are supported by a company on Wall Street.
O'Caisey also heard that behind them, the White House was the United States.
But who cares?
At least O'Casey doesn't care.
However, their request this time is really embarrassing.
... Haven't you finished watching it yet?Seeing that O'Caisey had no response for a long time, MacDonald whispered, in fact, there is only one part of the amendment, that is, to add one at the end of your campaign program: promise to amend the 16-year constitution during your term of office, promote the abolition of the Defense Outsourcing Act, and recover the defense contracting rights from military contractors such as Star Ring Trade.
This is different from what we said at the beginning. Isn’t we the only thing we said to promote the Black Immigration Protection Act?O'Casey patted the document in his hand with the back of his hand and frowned, "There are only two months left before the election voting day, why did you ask me to suddenly add a constitutional amendment to the election program?"Then I went to explain to my supporters why I changed my mind temporarily?
I know this is outside the contract.MacDonald said lightly, waved to the secretary behind him, so we prepared compensation outside the contract.
The secretary standing behind him stepped forward and placed his hand on the newspapers and campaign documents full of coffee tables.
Here is S$5 million, which is also the deposit we are preparing to pay you in advance.
The black suitcase opened, and the fragrance of oiled paper and ink drifted in the wind. Looking at the bundles of banknotes inside, O'Caisie subconsciously widened her eyes and swallowed.
You'll screw up my election...
On one side is S$5 million, on the other side is the president's throne.
A trace of struggle flashed in O'Casey's eyes.
MacDonald grinned, shook his head, took out a cigar from his arms, and asked the secretary to help light it, and then put it in his mouth.
He spitted a mouthful of smoke rings and said lightly at the hesitant O'Casey.
Do you think if you add less of this one, you have the hope of defeating Zhang Yaping, who is supported by Star Ring Trade?Stop dreaming, you can't have a chance with our support.
O'Caisey's face looked a little ugly. If anyone was underestimated, he would definitely not feel good.
Moreover, he still has a considerable approval rating in some of the white left-wing centers. The recent James incident has increased his approval rating a lot, so he even thought that he had a little flutteringly that he had no power to fight on the day of the March vote.
However, McDonald said that he had no chance at all, which made him quite dissatisfied.
But he could only hide this dissatisfaction in his heart. After all, the financial backer on the opposite side almost bears 80% of his campaign funds.
Since you don’t have confidence in me, why do you bet on me?Looking at MacDonald with a blank expression, O'Casey said softly, expressing his dissatisfaction obscurely.
What I invested in is not you, but the piece of paper in your hand.MacDonald pointed to the document in his hand with a cigar.
This piece of paper is worthless until I become president.
McDonald grinned at O'Caisie's words.
Worthless?I have been doing lbbyist for more than ten years, and I know better than you what is truly worthless.
Someone has to mention it, and someone will supplement it, and finally it will be perfected.If citizens don’t know that they can have such rights and can still fight for these rights for themselves by voting, then all work will be impossible to carry out.
We have enough patience. As long as we move forward step by step, we can transform this country into a normal country in twenty years, thirty years or even longer, and then develop normal diplomatic relations with it, rather than like now, diplomatic negotiations are not like diplomatic negotiations, but completely like business negotiations.
And you don’t need to worry about this, you just need to stand in front of the people of the new country for us, and take the opportunity of the election to tell them how much they can get...
Speaking of this, McDonald stopped talking, leaned forward slightly, put his arms on his knees, staring at O'Casey sitting opposite him, and now, tell me, are you worth our continued investment in your value.
O'Kesey swallowed and spitted.
After a war between heaven and man, his clenched fists clenched and slowly released, and finally nodded.
I see.
MacDonald smiled slightly and stood up.
It seems that you have made the right choice, so I won’t bother you.
Leaving this sentence, he gestured to the secretary behind him and walked towards the door.
At the door, McDonald stopped and turned to look at O'Casey, who was pondering on the sofa, and said happily.
I will avoid contact with you in the next two months, hoping to wait until I return to Washington and see your good news from the newspaper.Then Mr. O'Casey, wish you all the best in the March election.
As he said that, he smiled and tidied up the collar of the suit and pushed open the door of the entrance.
However, the moment the door was pushed open, the expression on his face and his footsteps were frozen there.
In front of him, two men in black suits stood at the door and looked at him.
Behind the two men, there were about a dozen policemen and six or seven reporters carrying cameras.
Since when, the entire villa has been surrounded by police cars and media broadcasting cars.
Sorry, Mr. MacDonald, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back to Washington.The man in a suit took out an arrest warrant from his arms, which was covered with the steel seal of the Xinguo Court. We have received reports that you are charged with 21 charges including bribery, election manipulation, and espionage.
Cold sweat slid down McDonald's sideburns.
Looking at the man standing in front of him, it took him a long time to squeeze out a word from his mouth.
This is a slander...
We will soon know whether it is slander or not.The man in a suit shrugged and gestured to the police behind him.
……
Sitting in the living room, O'Casey was still staring at the box of bills on the table.
The bundles of banknotes made him feel a little dizzy.
He had never seen so much money in his life, and the money was only a deposit of 10% of the total reward...
His trembling fingers touched the box of bills.
However, just as he was swallowing and planning to count the money, a roar came from the entrance of the living room.
You can't do this!I warn you that your actions violate international conventions!Stop, damn it!Do you know who I am?I am
The dense footsteps interrupted his reverie of the yacht, private beaches, and blonde beauty. When he saw the arrest warrant with the steel stamp of the New Country Court, the police badge of the New Country police, and the media camera, his face instantly lost its blood.
At this moment, his heart almost stopped contracting.
Without any resistance, O'Casey, who was ashamed, reached out to his hand obediently and asked the police to handcuff him.
Resistance has lost its meaning.
He knew very well that his political career had come to an end...
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