Chapter 970

It's really fast. After giving birth to little Jon, Charlize has become a treasure girl. On the last night before she goes back to Los Angeles, they play crazy, and then another segment of the movie is revealed

It should be from the same source as the song learned it, which was started by Hally, very early.

Song Ya was reluctant to leave. The next day, she took time out of her busy schedule to take her to the airport in person. Unfortunately, she deliberately touched porcelain and didn't give it to her

"You have something on your mind, Charlie."

"Is it because you're leaving little Jon?" Songya asked before the big white girl stepped on the boarding ladder

It's not good for Stephens to stay in the family in the name of her family.

"Well." She replied, gloomily.

"Don't worry. Sherene will take Robb and Jon back to Los Angeles by the end of August. You can go and see the kids anytime."

Song Ya pinched her face, "remember to continue to practice ball." She doesn't need to remind herself when it comes to weight loss.

"Oh." She turned to board the plane.

"Well, after all, it's still mother and son who love each other..." Song Ya watched the Bay stream hatch 4 close, and raised his hand to say goodbye to the porthole.

Charlie also squeezed out a smile and waved to the boy's father. Until the plane began to move slowly, she looked at the business cockpit with no passengers except herself and the fat attendant. Then she took out her mobile phone and said, "Ms. Kingsley, did you contact the devil's spokesperson for me? Female audition The sooner the better, right? OK, I'll be in Los Angeles today. You... "

"Miss, it's about to take off. Please turn off your mobile phone..." The flight attendant came to remind me.

"Keep it secret, please..." Charlie hung up the phone.

"Where are you going now?"

The plane flew into the sky and old Mike started the car.

"Downstairs, the charity run by Underwood's wife, do you remember the place, Mike? Claire... " Song Ya asked.

After Underwood was promoted to the party whip, Claire spent most of his time in Washington. Today, the two returned from Washington and had a rare chance to meet.

"I remember."

Old Mike is a living map. He quickly drives out of the airport and goes all the way down to Claire charity. This is the place where Sonya first gave her 100000 dollars for Tony's illegal gun case.

"Have you changed cars?"

As soon as he parked in the corner of the parking lot, Doug, his chief of staff, opened the door of the car. He searched inside and outside, including himself and old Mike, and checked the privacy film on the car glass.

"Yes, don't worry." Old Mike didn't like being searched and rolled his eyes.

"Yes." Doug was still in the attitude of no admittance. He sat in the co pilot's seat, turned on the walkie talkie and said a word.

Underwood and Claire soon showed up and got into the car. "We haven't seen each other for a while, aplus."

In order to be unobtrusive, it was just an ordinary Buick Boulevard. Sonya squeezed in, letting Underwood sit in the middle and Claire by the window.

"Yes, is the campaign going well?"

Sonya shook hands with him. "Claire, long time no see."

"Long time no see..."

The three exchanged greetings, and old Mike had driven the car under Doug's guidance.

"Well, the humble congressman is punished once every two years."

Underwood was no longer a small politician in public high school activities. After becoming a party whip, the Chicago donkey party always arranged him in the donkey Party's iron vote district. When he ran for re-election, he came back from Washington with a policy of flattering the voters. He could just do a few gatherings to cope with it. It was as easy as the nobility who served the monarch in the capital occasionally returned home to visit his home City.

In fact, most of the voters in the two party parliamentary election campaign have obvious tendencies. This district will never elect a donkey party, or that district will never elect an elephant party. According to the "age", about 70% to 80% of the constituencies will have a winner at the end of the primary election stage.

For example, although the final vote in November has not yet started, Underwood, Michelle's husband and others are 90% sure that they can win the election. Naturally, there is no need to involve too much energy.

The conspicuous and fierce election campaign only exists in marginal constituencies, that is, the areas where the two parties are evenly matched. What politicians call "war zone" or "front line"

Of course, the advantage of being a new star in the front line is to be a high-profile general in the party.

Today, we are going to a front line. There are more blue collar white industrial workers in the federal representative constituency where Russell is a drunkard. They generally tend to like the party. However, the former members of the elephant party have fallen ill and retired. The new candidates killed from the internal primary election have a black history. There is also a gap between the elite background and the workers' group. Therefore, this year, it has become a "war zone" and a "donkey party reform" It's a good chance to change the sky for the earth.At present, the polls are very close. Russell is lagging behind, but not much. Underwood and his wife will show up at his campaign rally today to endorse it.

"You are very kind to him, Mr. Underwood." Song Ya laughs.

"Yes, I'm a little jealous." Claire was joking, too.

"I need my own people in the house of Representatives." There are three piles in a fence. Underwood's motive is obvious, and he doesn't conceal it himself.

The rally was open in front of a factory building on Lake Michigan. Before the start of the rally, old Mike stopped his car far away. Sonya saw Russell's trademark bald head shining among hundreds of people in overalls. It seemed that he was really popular with workers.

"I hear you want to buy old Barney's land?"

While there was still time, Underwood asked business. He didn't come back often, but he was well-informed.

"Yes, a + CN needs a new place. That TV station killed me. If I move again It's the third time I've moved since the opening of the stage... "

Song Ya's complaint is also sincere, "at present, I haven't earned a cent."

"Not enough money for Chicago politicians and African Americans?" Clare asked with a smile.

"Not enough. I underestimated the speed at which TV stations burn money." Song Ya replied.

"Small TV stations and media experience aplus, which is becoming more and more difficult to do. With the wave of mergers and acquisitions after the passage of the telecommunication act, I feel that only four or five large media groups will survive in the future..." Underwood made a surprise: "the merger of Time Warner and Turner Broadcasting (TBS) is almost complete."

"Wow."

TBS has the leading TV station of TNT and 24-hour news channel, Time Warner has Warner Brothers film, Warner Music, Time magazine and its own TV network, as well as the long-term broadcasting agreement of HBO and its sister station cinemax.

The other small and medium-sized TV, paper and radio media owned by the two are numerous.

Song Ya sighed: "in this way, will it not become..."

"Yes, surpassing NBC to become the largest media group in the United States and even in the world." Underwood nodded.

"Judge the situation, aplus." "MSNBC and the upcoming FoxNews put a lot of pressure on Cuu, so even they need a bigger stage," Clare said

This pair of collusive husband and wife started again. It must be no good thing. Song Ya felt that he was beating around the Bush, acting as a broker for a media group intending to acquire a + CN.

"I know, but I need to get through this first." Song Yaxian is joking.

"You didn't handle the Barnes case very carefully, aplus." Doug, who had been silent, said back.

"It's not my fault, isn't it all settled? Who knew that Gant would suddenly repeat the old story... "

Song Yacai didn't take the pot, and he didn't want to take it in front of Underwood. Gant's violation of the donkey Party's internal discipline revealed that the donkey Party's politicians failed to meet their promise to control their own people. Underwood's whip was not a bit of responsibility. How much did he and Russell spend on the campaign funds this year alone? Claire's luxury in Chicago, such as the stadium VIP box, is also provided by himself.

Besides, who forced the business of Barnes into my hands? Yeah? "But don't worry, I'll stand on the front line."

Of course, he once again assured the politicians that he would not break the law. Of course, he was a little angry with Doug.

"It's a bit unexpected. We'll keep an eye on it for you." Underwood also gave his assurance.

"Have a little light talk, will you?"

Claire rounded off, pointing to a white man who was commanding order on the stage of the rally. "He's Russell's campaign manager. He's very helpful to the workers."

Song Ya looked at the guy who was full of rogue trade unionists. "I can't tell. I heard that he graduated from Georgetown University and is an alumnus with the current chief commander."

"Ha! The diploma is fake... " Claire laughs.

"Really?" Song Ya was surprised.

"As long as they can help get elected, no one cares what this kind of campaigner has done before." Said Underwood.

"The rally is about to begin. Let's go over." Doug reminds me.

"Yes. Aplus, don't worry. A lot of people on Capitol Hill are looking after you. " Underwood comforted himself a few more words, and his wife pushed the door out of the car and rushed to the front line.

"Let's welcome the honourable federal representative, the whip, Mr. Underwood!"

There was a lot of applause.

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