Chapter 887

The news spread so fast that four pilots were later confirmed dead, and authorities said the plane was shot down by Cubans. Although they were Cuban exiles, they had acquired the nationality of rice. That is, four American pilots died. This serious diplomatic incident soon made headlines in major news pages.

"Are Cuban exiles just a consumable for us?"

Song Ya was reading a newspaper in the car. "In the pig Bay invasion in the 1960s, thousands were captured and nearly 100 people died. Didn't Kennedy send Marines to rescue them? We were shot down more planes that time. "

"Otherwise, it is said that Kennedy was assassinated by powerful departments because he was too weak to Cuba and paid compensation for the only defeat in the history of the United States in exchange for prisoners."

Goodman said with a smile: "besides, at that time, there was CCCP holding us back. Now? Hehe, the Cubans even dare to shoot down American planes... "

"I've been flying spy planes for more than 30 times, and I can't blame anyone for being shot down..."

song ya Tucao, "I feel that someone has told them to make complaints about porcelain. Even if they did not shoot down yesterday, the Cubans would not be able to bear it any day. Now, Ms. Sloan called in Washington to say that the sanctions bill pushed by Jesse Holmes and dumberton is likely to be passed quickly by both houses of Congress, and before this incident, members were still laughing at the radical provisions in the bill. "

"It's OK for the parliament to pass, but the commander-in-chief will not approve it."

Goodman has also done some research, "Article 3 of the bill is totally inoperable. With regard to the property confiscated by American companies and individuals by the Cuban government, American citizens can file lawsuits in the US courts against the Cuban entities that use these properties and foreign companies that have economic and trade contacts with them? This is tantamount to offending all the countries that are doing business with Cuba, most of them our European allies. "

"The long arm governs..."

Song Ya is not as optimistic as he is. "Ms. Sloan told me that the current commander-in-chief needs the cooperation of Jesse Helms, chairman of the Senate Foreign Affairs Committee, on many key issues, such as the reform of the United Nations, the candidate for the next Secretary of state, and the Whitewater case investigation, although they are obviously incompatible."

"Don't think too much aplus, it's good for you, isn't it? At least Jesse Holmes doesn't have time for you. Maybe he needs some key votes from the African American caucus Goodman laughed.

"I don't have that much influence on the Black Caucus..."

While chatting, old Mike pulled up to the door of Hyde Park, and reverend William opened the door for Aunt Susie with a smile, and they sat in.

"You know, William, I don't like to go to those white churches in the north of town." Aunt Susie twisted the bucket waist to pamper the Reverend William.

"Work hard for aplus, Susie, you are already a member of the Regional Council of our church. You should have the awareness of affording communication affairs..."

"Well, all right. How am I dressed today? "

"Beautiful, Susie..."

"I hate it! They will talk sweetly... "

"Hey, hey..."

Song Ya can only quietly listen to the two people flirting, and then quietly to the front seat of Goodman rolled a white eye to show helpless.

Today, I went to meet old Barnen by chance. The old man's life track is very simple. He spends a lot of time in the country club in the north suburb of Chicago. When the weather is fine, he will play ball games with his old friends on the lawn rolling court outside the club. When the weather is bad, he always stays inside reading books and newspapers, drinking wine with friends, tasting cigars or antiques, and Tiannan To chat, to exchange news, to call stockbrokers Anyway, it's exactly that kind of standard, and it's a retirement life for the old money.

Song Ya couldn't get into the country club with membership system. He made an excuse to visit It's not impossible, but his skin color is too harsh. It's completely white over there.

Fortunately, old Barnen was not completely absent. He would go to church regularly to pray, listen to sermons, and occasionally participate in some charity and other activities organized by his church.

This time I'm going there to preach and stop him, so take William and aunt Susie for cover.

In the church, William's position is much more important than himself. He can take aunt Susie to the side VIP seat when he preaches in the local pastor, while Sonya can only sit in the front seat.

"Welcome, William. Oh, this is aplus. I'm glad you can come

Before the white man shook hands with his aunt, she said, "is it a good way for him to come to the church through a friendly handshake?"

"Aunt of aplus and a member of our parish council." "Susie," William said

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Susie."

"Ma'am."

"Miss Susie, please sit down. Sit down."

The white people have entered the church one after another. Almost all of them are old and old women from the middle and upper classes nearby. It is difficult to see young people or even middle-aged people. Song ya, old Mike and Goodman sit down and smile at the "church friends" who cast surprise eyes at strange faces from time to time.There is no Star chaser here. The old men and women still smile or salute them coldly. Song Ya is not interested in them. Soon, the figure of old Barnen appeared in the door. He had been working with Edward several years ago when he and Edward just cooperated in the case of the separation of Barnen chemical industry. His hair was all white and his body began to bend. He was holding an elegant white old lady, who should be his wife.

Old Barnen also saw his dazzling self, and did not have any special emotion. Song Yazheng gave him a look of surprise because of the chance encounter. He and his wife had already sat in the front row of the audience seat across the aisle.

"Have you seen today's news? Cuba has killed four more of our men. "

"Our people? No, they've been killing each other for more than 30 years... "

"That is, what does it have to do with us?"

"Sanctions Can we get a cent back from Cuba? Cubans have been self-sufficient for more than 30 years. "

"Damn it, the price of Havana cigars is going up again..."

Before the official commencement of the sermon, the old men sat down and chatted about nothing but politics. Song Ya raised his ears and listened silently. Unexpectedly, they didn't share the same hatred as the media showed. Perhaps the reason is that the Chicago consortium had the furthest transportation distance with Cuba compared with other American consortia, which was a step slower in the investment boom in Cuba at that time Chicago, Italian and Irish gangs, other local white people basically have no interest disputes there.

Even these people seem to have a bit of schadenfreude in it.

"I'm honored to have a distinguished guest here today, Reverend William of the Baptist Church in the South City, and Ms. Susie, the Council member of the local parish."

After the sermon, the white priest introduced William and Susie to everyone. Aunt Susie was no longer the one who raised the black aunt's voice at school activities and boasted in spite of the occasion. She sat in a chair and applauded the audience with a smile, a wave and a bow.

"Reverend William will give us a wonderful sermon."

The white priest gave up the pulpit to William.

William's eloquence and "typhoon" are all right. Although the white old money on the stage did not show any touch on the warm speeches with different southern black styles, their basic politeness was very good. The length of the Bible was not long, and all the present were old believers. They were skilled in clapping or responding to the key passages of the speech.

Song Ya also knew how to show his "pious" side. He was infatuated with it and fully integrated into the absolute mainstream cultural activities of the United States.

"Thank you, thank you, God bless us, bless Amelia."

William ended the sermon with a cut.

Everyone left the table one after another. Song Ya was about to catch up with the old Barnes and his wife. "Aplus, by the way, I have something to talk about. Can I have a chat?" I didn't expect to be stopped by the white priest who always thought he was a tool man.

"Er OK Now it is too obvious to ignore the other party to chase old Barnen. Song Ya has no choice but to stop. Seeing Goodman walking to old Barnen smartly, he is a little relieved. "What can I do for you?" He asked the white priest.

"Well, our church is rehearsing the Easter Hymn, and I think Maybe you can give us some guidance. "

"You know, the people in our parish who are willing to take part in this kind of activity are the old people and their grandchildren in the nearby schools," the other party said with an unpleasant smile. Dozens of old people and dozens of children I had a rehearsal not long ago. To tell you the truth, it's a disaster for me personally. Maybe it's beyond the capacity of my church. "

"What is it?" Song Ya asked.

"You wait." The white priest excitedly went to ask his men to get the lyrics.

"I see." Song Ya flipped through the old white country hymn style. He didn't remember his lyrics and songs. He hummed along with the tune. He felt mediocre. Moreover, the chorus part was a little too difficult for amateurs. "These are..."

"It was my predecessor who wrote the lyrics and music. Er, the music was adapted from the old songs. In fact, I, like William, have been in office for a long time..." Explained the white priest.

"Well, I'll take it back and let the experts of a + record study it, and then I'll send someone over..." Song Ya can only agree to the other side full of expectation.

"That would be great!"

At the end of the episode, Sonya went out and ran into Goodman, who was alone and returned. "The old man seems to have seen through our motives and is not willing to talk to you about anything." Goodman shrugged and said helplessly.

"What a trouble." Song yayang raised the manuscript of Ci and Qu in his hand and said with a wry smile: "I didn't do it, but I took a job..."

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