This is the way that their public relations team came up with temporarily, so Wesley and Joe ran to three states in a row to brush their faces and make speeches. Plus Wesley's face, it's a plus.

Chinese Americans who have never supported them, as well as the number of votes of a state that they failed to win last time, have all won, which should be very promising.

Shen Qianshu has no interest in who will be president, and does not participate in the topics of men. He went out with his heart and left the living room for their men. He originally planned to go out today, because the voting was postponed.

Mu yuan looked at John and several candidates' campaign speeches. "To be honest, if I were a girl, I would choose John. At least... My appearance is resistant."

Xie Jinghuan smiled. Among these people in this year's election, John had two opponents. One of them was strong and had the power of Roosevelt before the collapse, but his image... Was really far from it.

"It doesn't depend on the image." Yeling said, "it depends on who wins the hearts of the people and whose policy is good, which can bring good days to the country."

"In fact, many people participate in the election. Ordinary people who care about who is the president, most of them participate in the election, and they are sure to vote for who." Xie Jinghuan hit the nail on the head, "but it can't stand. John's policy suffers a lot. He won't get the votes of three states if he doesn't change the policy."

Jack knows it well, so he can't say it's safe. He can only say it's 70%.

"Did you know that Mu Liang gave them election funds this year and mobilized the employees of beacon group?" Xie Jinghuan asked.

Mu yuan shook his head. "I don't know. What does this have to do with me?"

"Ouch, I thought he moved up to see your face."

Mu yuan, "..."

I just saved Chu Lin and expressed my gratitude.

Besides, how many people Fiberhome group can use, money is the main thing.

The election is a real-time vote count. From the very beginning, major television stations, major media and social networks have exploded, becoming the major event of the world's most concern. John ranked second in the first half hour, far lower than the first.

Xie Jinghuan's poisonous milk was a wave, "your uncle is cold again."

Jack is not particularly proficient in Chinese. He doesn't understand this online language. He can almost guess what it means. Mu yuan thoughtfully explained to him on the side, "if a person dies, will the body get cold, so if it's cold, the extended meaning is gone, dead."

Jack, "..."

Xie Jinghuan said, "Hey, catch up."

Half an hour later, John's votes began to catch up. Several states seemed to be slow and began to vote frantically. Xie Jinghuan watched the votes rise slowly and couldn't help mocking, "the money must be in place."

He concluded to himself, "in this world, money is everything, and this thing urges me to work hard to make money."

Everyone, "..."

"You are already the richest man in the world!" Brother, where are you going to get rich.

Xie Jinghuan was arrogant. "Half of your property is yours. Every time I think of this, I struggle to embezzle your property and continue to be friends with you. This makes me realize that I am still poor."

Ye Ling didn't speak up. Mu yuan didn't bother to talk to him, and couldn't help being cheap. While waiting for the result of the vote, he asked, "why did you quarrel with a Cheng?"

Xie Jinghuan pursed his lips and glanced at Jack. "This is a very private question."