Chapter 1524

Twenty seven.

"No! Don't think about it. Don't hesitate!"

Before people arrived, I heard song Ya's voice first. Song Ya's voice spread into the corridor full of certified copies of platinum and diamond records on both sides, and then he himself appeared. "We've been preparing for so long, it's next year! Next year's opportunity is very good, Melissa!"

At the age of 52, he looks better than ten years ago. His hair is dark, his figure is symmetrical, his face is full of endless domineering and self-confidence, and his eyes and steps are extremely firm. While walking in a tiger's stride, he speaks to the old law school students who are closely behind him, Melissa gold, the current CEO of Littman media group, said: "I'm older than Arkansas in 1992! I m-fxxk don't want to wait any longer! Announce earlier, set up the campaign team earlier, coordinate the party earlier, believe me, we can win next year!"

"But the chairman suggested..." the chairman in Melissa's mouth refers to Ms. Sloan.

"She's always the same old gold master theory. I don't want to listen to her this time. I have to stand up and do something. If it goes on like this, the United States is over! I have to work hard. Winning or losing is the problem in the future!"

Songya impatiently interrupted.

"She wants you to go back to Chicago and have a face-to-face chat." Melissa is also over 50, but she needs a trot to keep up.

"I've discussed everything with her. There's nothing to talk about! She doesn't want to call me..."

"She insisted that you go..."

Melissa took out a hundred dollar bill from the folder. "She asked me to show you this."

"Er..."

Song Ya looked back and said, "no, no! The old woman... Still..."

"What?"

The old woman behind him whispered, and Melissa didn't hear it clearly.

"Nothing..."

"Daddy!" Across the corridor, a hybrid boy was reaching for the hearing aid on the ear of old Mike dozing at the door of his office. When he saw him, he jumped over happily and hugged his leg.

"Oh, my little toman."

Thoman is the youngest son of himself and Amy boshild. Song Ya picked him up and kissed him and put it down. "Don't run around. Go to mom. Go, good."

"If you really want to announce the election for commander in chief, you have to deal with his mother first." Melissa said, looking at the back of toman who ran into the corridor happily.

Among all her forests, Melissa doesn't like Amy bethild the most. She thinks she can toss and make things too much. Song Yaxin knows that, "don't worry, I can control Amy Beth. She won't talk disorderly."

However, the role played by ameber Hilde in recent years is a bit similar to that of the previous Sheriff Finn. Relying on the human design of external two-way plug, she can often quietly help herself to invite young and beautiful girls. She is not jealous, can play well, and coax herself very comfortable. She has a feeling that she can't do without it.

Moreover, with the gradual aging of psychology and body, Songya likes her handsome, progressive and sweet son joffrey more and more.

While talking, he bent down and put the hearing aid that tomman had taken down back on old Mike's ear, "Mike! Mike!"

He shouted old Mike at the hearing aid, and he began to have Alzheimer's symptoms. Old Mike, nearly 90, shook his eyelids, opened his eyes hard, looked at him blankly, but soon closed again.

"Oh! Forget it, you sleep."

Song Ya will make complaints about him, and give up his attempt to communicate without any result. "Hey, this old man..." laughed Melissa Tucao, and opened the office of multiple protection with keys and fingerprints, and walked in first.

"And your other children, illegitimate children, lovers..."

Melissa warned anxiously, "if you have decided... This is an election, our opponents will shamelessly take advantage of every weakness of you."

"Don't worry, it's all pacified long ago. It's okay. Does anyone else not know what kind of person I am?"

Song Ya sat down behind the boss's table and answered.

"Then you should get married in advance and choose a wife that voters like. Alicia case is good for consolidating African American votes, Rashida Jones is good, and it's also good to remarry with Maria Kelly. She can make the American people happy, or Shakira? Can please Latinos... Except James Buchanan, no American leader is a bachelor. That's what happened in the 18th century."

"Stop nagging, Melissa. Voters don't like these anymore. Generation Z has grown up."

Song Ya waved carelessly, "maybe it's better for me to expose that having a boyfriend is better than marrying a woman. I know that in my heart. I've been preparing for this day for a long time, and I've been trying to figure out the public psychology for at least ten years."

"Alas! All right, all right..."

Melissa had to agree. "You're the boss. Well, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask."

"Is your candidacy related to the failure to acquire the Chicago Mercantile Exchange Group last year?"

"It doesn't matter."

Songya frowned and interrupted, "have you finished my speech?"

In fact, when he bought Sears, he made a terrible loss. Song YABEN thought that such kind-hearted behavior was enough to control the Chicago consortium, but he didn't expect that the old money would not sell the last Chicago Mercantile Exchange Group to himself under the temptation of high premium. There was the Chicago Futures Exchange under that group.

There are also Jewish consortia. After David Geffen sold the Beverly Hills and Jack Warner manor to him for complete retirement, Songya and the Jewish consortia have not had enough intermediaries. In the business competition with their own companies, such as Comcast, News Corporation, Viacom, gugou, Facebook, they always seem to have endless money, Always acting in concert, the situation of Littman media and opendiary is becoming more and more difficult

Or the ceiling, the last thing comes down to the invisible ceiling of tarsal maggots because of their own blood. Running for commander-in-chief is not only their own ideal, but also to completely break and smash it!

Of course, there is also a sense of mission as a transgressor.

"It's done..." Melissa took out her speech and handed it over.

"Well, I'll go through it first." Song Ya took his hand and glanced at it first. "It should be changed greatly."

"No problem."

Melissa saw that he began to concentrate on his speech. "Then I'll go back first."

"Remember to ask Daniel and Axelrod to set aside time. After I announced my candidacy, I came to help me and told Ms. Sloan that she was the campaign manager."

"OK. Well, about your running mate... Do you have a favorite candidate?"

Melissa walked to the door, looked back, smiled and raised her fist, "AOC! AOC!"

"I don't want the woman who can practice in the senator's office but go to New York to act as a bartender, sell grassroots facilities, but get 30 million campaign funds in the iron vote area just to ensure the re-election of only a few federal congressmen."

Songya didn't want to turn down the candidate recommended by Melissa, "It's still early to consider the running mate. Anyway, it's a high probability to make a deal in the primary election. If I can control it, I'll probably choose Ronan faro. Since the disclosure of Harvey Weinstein, Ronan Faro has always had a reputation of integrity and fearless of power. He is not only your Jewish son, Woody Allen, but also suspected to be the son of her mother and Sinatra... So now in the United States Split, people will like two excellent middle-aged male elites at the helm, just like the combination of Arkansas and gore in those years. History is a reincarnation... "

"OK, ok... You really considered everything."

Melissa, get out and close the door.

When she was alone in the office, Songya crumpled Melissa's speech into a ball and threw it into the trash can. She got up and went to the door to check whether the door was closed.

"Alas!"

Then he wandered around his office and saw his young face and eight abdominal muscles on the early publicity posters on the wall. His eyes showed nostalgia, as well as various trophies of the honor corner, Grammy, Oscar, Emmy and Tony Awards

By investing and acting as the producer of the musical Hamilton, he finally got together the four grand slams of egot.

JD academic certificate, honorary doctor's certificate of song law school and honorary doctor's certificate of other universities

A group photo with top political and business dignitaries in various countries, a group photo with Mandela, and a group photo at dinner with his ex-wife, Walter, David Cole and Roberto kleville

He tidied up his mood, righted the antler pendant placed in his first studio, then pressed the mechanism to open the dark box, input the password, press the fingerprint and open the safe inside.

On the safe were some family photos of him, the forest and the forest children. He picked them up and looked at them casually for a while. Finally, he took out a few pieces of paper. This is the speech he really prepared to announce his participation in the election.

Ten years later, he is really ready for everything.

"I stand here today because I think I have a responsibility. Americana has come to the most dangerous and critical crossroads. I am not alarmist. I must stand up and do what I should do and do my duty as an American and the richest American..."

He stood in front of the mirror and began to practice, "In today's speech, I will talk about many complex and professional words and sentences. I don't want to show off. I don't know how to speak will be more popular. However, I think it is arrogant to speak with simple words that are deliberately used, provocative and easy to understand, because that in itself means that the speaker acquiesces to the audience and all the American people Understanding is limited to this. I disdain to do so... "

"Today, I want to make my words clear. I want to communicate my campaign platform clearly and frankly with you. I..."

After reading this, he felt that his passion was not enough. He went to the stereo and opened Dou Wei's "and you", then went to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of Chivas's new soy sauce flavored whisky.

In the season of falling leaves

Feel a chill

And you

you

In lonely days

Against myself

And you

you

"Well..."

As soon as he lifted his neck and drank it dry, he licked his lips, sighed contentedly, burped wine, continued another cup, took it in his hand and returned to the mirror, "I, the stage name aplus, my real name is Alexander song. Nger, who was born in the south city slum of Chicago, was born with nothing. When I first set foot on the land of Manhattan in New York at the age of 15, I was still wearing second-hand clothes. It was the United States that made me. Here, I launched my American dream..."

"The United States almost destroyed me. I still had six scars left after being shot. At that time, I was shot five times... Er, barabarabara..."

This paragraph was too familiar. He skipped it automatically and spent his main energy on adjusting the gesture, "be firm and infectious." He stretched out his right index finger and waved it to remind himself.

"The United States needs change, reform, real change and reform. We must establish a new common divisor between New York, Illinois, California and Texas. The largest common divisor between the American people and the people. We must establish a new and largest common divisor between whites and ethnic groups such as African Americans, Latinos and Asians. We must be in the United States and across the ocean Establish a new and largest common divisor, otherwise we will destroy ourselves and the peace and well-being of the whole world... "

Fear whether this new love will be destroyed

Worry about the future

More worried about my existence

On a cold rainy night

Like someone crying

And you

you

In the broad mind

It's a memory of the past

And you

you

He gradually entered the play and became more and more comfortable. After the liquor entered his throat, his throat became dry and his chest felt a little burning. He didn't drink enough. When he felt slightly drunk, he took a sip, "We must immediately solve the problem of the gap between the rich and the poor. Now! I don't want to talk too much nonsense. In addition to the tax on the rich, I promise that after I am elected, I will go further and take a big step to completely decouple charities, trusts and other organizations from tax exemption and tax avoidance. This is a caring country. The middle class and even the poor are willing to help others, but the rich, I am the richest, I know too well This group has better and more sufficient financial means to use these charitable and trust activities to avoid a lot of taxes for themselves. If you really want to help others, that's good. You can help them, whether you pay money or anything else. It doesn't need to be bound with tax paying behavior at all. This is two different things! Let's join hands to return all this to its true colors! "

"Thank you, thank you..."

There should be applause here. Songya waved to the mirror and smiled, waiting for the end of the "applause".

"We must solve the problem of media monopoly immediately! After I am elected, we will immediately start to split the monopoly media groups, let Viacom CBS, Comcast NBC, News Corp fox, Disney ABC and atandt Time Warner return to the pattern of free competition of more than 70 medium-sized media in the Reagan era, let the principle of fair balance return to the news industry, let the ban on mixed industry return, and let the media not compete Let them make the so-called "loudest voice" following the baton of a few tycoons, but let them make a voice that is truly out of the courage, integrity, social responsibility, moral responsibility and justice of the media and the general public! "

"We must immediately solve the problem of Internet monopoly! We will split the evaluation dog, Facebook, apple and Amazon, limit their abuse of power and tacit actions on social media, re formulate rules for the so-called heat based list calculation methods, and legislate to include intentional manipulation into crimes such as news fraud and public trust fraud..."

"We must immediately solve the problems of the financial industry, reform the rice fed, and I have called for more than zero or one years of Internet bubble. In the 99 year, the Federal Reserve and the Ministry of Finance jointly urged the Congress of the United States to permanently abolish the supervisory authority of the commodity futures trading Commission of the United States, which has become the root cause of the financial crisis for 08 years, and the world has not yet come out of that crisis. I will change this situation immediately after I am elected! Similarly, the ban on mixed operation of investment banks and banks will also return... "

"We will make greater efforts in the cause of equal rights. After my election, 2% of the annual GDP will be used for African Americans and other ethnic minorities, 2% for sexual minorities and 2% for women to provide them with the power to strive for a fair life..."

"We can't borrow any more money for consumption. If Mi Yuan continues to be indiscriminately distributed, it will be worthless and like waste paper! After being elected, I will greatly reduce military spending, abolish more than 70% of overseas bases and garrisons, let Mi Yuan return to before the collapse of Brinton forest system, and let Mi Yuan become the real Mi Jin again..."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He choked himself. He felt more and more uncomfortable in his chest. He blushed on his face. If he didn't drink, he killed the residual wine and put the wine glass back on the table. "Of course, I'm not going to re bind the rice yuan to gold, but to bind it to a package of equivalents. In the future, the one meter in my hand..."

He opened the drawer, searched, found the one meter knife change, returned to the mirror and showed it in his hand, "One meter yuan will contain a small amount of precious metals such as gold, silver and copper, a small amount of base metals such as standard iron ore, copper ore and rare earth ore, a small amount of metal finished products such as steel and aluminum, a small amount of energy such as oil and natural gas, a small amount of agricultural products such as cotton, wheat, rice, soybean and corn, a small amount of basic consumer goods such as cotton yarn, cloth and gasoline, and even A small amount of various basic commodities, as well as a small amount of electricity, carbon tax, chip tax, clean water tax, etc. cough cough cough m-fxxk, what's the matter with me? "

Waiting for the beautiful spring

Endure the cold winter

Waiting to experience

Experience this taste

Give me some more time

To write a poem of love

Give me some comfort

I'll be intoxicated

Ah ~ ah ~ ah ah~

Fucking cough bleeding, "WTF?" Song Ya saw the blood in the palm of his hand. Some couldn't touch his head. When he grew up, he looked in the mirror and said, "isn't it broken?"

"Ringling..."

At this time, the phone came. He went to pick up the receiver and answered the phone first.

"I'm going to kill you, aplus Aung!"

My ex-wife screamed on the other end of the phone, "I'm going to kill you!"

"What's wrong with you for no reason?" Songya yelled at me.

"You fucking asked me!"

"Can't you say something, Mimi, always!"

"Little movie website! Go see it yourself! You've hurt me so badly. I'm so old and lose face all over the world..."

"What little movie..."

Song Ya wondered about opening the website his ex-wife said. The home page is a large series of videos with aplus keyword. He casually opened an aplus plus Maria Kelly. Unexpectedly

"Ho!"

It was taken by two people before

Song Ya's pupil suddenly shrunk, "it's impossible!"

"Why did it flow out?" The ex-wife questioned.

"It's impossible!"

Songya opened her and Rashida's and turned them off immediately, as well as those with sheriff, Mira, Amy, Shakira, charlice and even Judy foster

"I ask you something!"

"Er, er..." Song Ya recalled, as if all these things were recorded on old DV a long time ago. "There is only one possibility. Many years ago, I took these videos for 2K HD reproduction... But I took all kinds of protective measures!"

"Everything! Go to hell!" The ex-wife scolded, "harm others and yourself, and the children must have seen it..."

"I... I also want to..."

This must be for his own election. After years of old routine, song Ya was so angry that he blocked his chest. "Leave good memories. That kind of cassette tape will take a long time and the picture quality is not good. Look, how good your figure was before..."

Indeed, the following messages are all "so Maria Kelly used to be so tall?"‘ Maria Kelly was so beautiful in those days, '' aplus is so strong, '' I envy aplus so much, '' rich people still spend a lot of time... '".

“OMG！” The ex-wife wailed.

"This is a conspiracy, it must be a conspiracy..."

Songya felt that she was beginning to lack oxygen. Her mind was in a mess. She clicked with Rashida. The first message below was "Oh, Rashida drank aplus..."

"Poof!"

As soon as the throat was sweet, a blood arrow sprayed directly onto the screen from the mouth, "no, this wine..."

"What wine?"

"Call an ambulance, Mimi, I'm at Jack Warner Manor!"

The inner impulse

Weaving my dream

Beauty flashes in the dream, let me have it

Ah, ah~

Ah ah

They are so cruel! Songya finally reacted, put down the microphone, turned and jumped at the door, "Mike!"

Before his hand reached the door handle, he had no strength. He staggered and fell to the ground, with severe pain everywhere.

"Mike! Mike!"

His heart beat wildly. He struggled painfully and made himself face up. There was an illusion in front of him. The ceiling was hazy, like a changing cloud

"Help! Dead old man..."

The old Mike outside the door hung his head and put his hands down softly. It seems that he can't hear the cry inside

"Ho, help..."

Waiting for the beautiful spring

Endure the cold winter

Waiting to experience

Experience this taste

"Didi... Jingling..."

"Ah ha ha ha!"

All the phones were ringing wildly, and the video on the computer was automatically played to the next one. Judy foster laughed and looked at her in front of her, only wearing pants, twisting and shaking dance, and walked towards her man.

She reached out and poked the man's hard abdominal muscles like iron, and then took out a small green note to reward him.

"Ah ha ha!"

Haley and natashaginsky were shaking with laughter, and Mira in the distance covered her face and limped on the sofa.

"Wow, is that Natasha Kinski?"

"Who was it?"

'isn't Shirley Finn? I seem to hear her voice... "

"Aplus has such a gay time."

"He's in good shape and has so much money..."

'Wow! Judy foster began to give him... "

"That's great, aplus. It's worth it in my life..."

"Thank you for the benefits given by aplus, ha ha!"

"The actresses of the 1990s are so beautiful..."

One message after another under the video, crazy brush.

Give me some more time

To write a poem of love

Give me some comfort

I'll be intoxicated

‘TheGangsterDisciples！ For Lori! "

"Da Da!"

In a trance, Songya seemed to return to the Harlem nightclub. With a loud cry, little Binny began to pour fire on the stage. His young, crazy and bloodthirsty face was very fresh

‘GD！ GD！ GD！’

Ah, ah~

Ah ah

Little Lori covered his chest under the crazy stabbing of a prisoner, his eyes fell back in pain and despair, and the blood under his body soon dispersed.

Delay was wearing a twisted rope around his neck and leaning against the cold large washing machine.

"Bang bang!"

A black police officer stretched out his hands to IRV Gordy outside the car, emptied the magazine, and the bullet passed through the middle of Gordy's palm. He died on the spot with his hands soft.

'tell aplus I'll wait for him in hell. '

Motura said to old Mike, his hands hanging weakly and shaking outside the armrest of the seat.

The inner impulse

Weaving my dream

Beauty flashed in the dream

Let me have it

Ah~

Ah

Scenes flashed back quickly. On the cold floor, Songya shook his head with his last strength, as if he were resisting something.

‘FXXKYOU！’

Before Mira walked into the dressing room, she turned back and scolded herself. Her emerald eyes and frowned angry little appearance were so lovely. Unfortunately, she then fell on the door.

‘Hi……’

Xuelinfen came out of the shadow of the hotel corridor with a wine glass and a famous actress's face. She gently protected the collar of her nightgown with her other hand, leaned slightly against the wall and said hello to her.

"How many people do I need to sleep to get this role?"

Harry, who had smoked something, walked into the audition room and asked very bold questions.

"Uh huh..."

Mariah Kelly bit the folding fan, and the octopus hung on herself. It was a box stacked with sundries in the opera house. In the dark, her close eyes were blurred and affectionate, and the tenor singing on the stage was melodious.

"Poop..."

Amy's head and Shakira's knocked together. They both laughed and looked up at themselves at the same time

OK, that's it.

The pupils gradually dilated and his eyes completely lost their look.

End of the book

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