"Don't be like this, Pastor Allison." Senator Underwood's expression remained the same, but he must be a little flustered. He kicked the ball, "How do I care about this, Chicago City Council..."
"You can manage, you have a lot of energy, everyone knows." Allison did not eat this set.
Senator Underwood turned his eyes to the two on the right.
"Our bus driver's demands have been expressed very clearly." The union representative said: "Some shifts, especially night shifts, are simply a life gamble. A car came back last month and found two bullet holes on the side of the fuel tank. Two weeks ago, one of our workers was injured by a few guys in the car, and the case has not been solved yet."
"I will contact the local police and let them..."
Congressman Underwood was interrupted again, "We don't expect the police anymore. Now our appeal is very simple. We are working to earn hard money, but we are not out to kill ourselves." The union representative said.
"Ugh!"
Representative Underwood sighed and looked at Song Ya, "APLUS, you are also a child of Nancheng, right? You can give me some advice."
"How..."
Song Ya didn't expect the other party to call his own name, "I'm still in high school..." He played the same old tricks.
"Chengbei private high school, good school, good environment, he will not live in Nancheng long ago." Pastor William knew him well, and seemed to follow Aunt Susie's words.
Song Ya was embarrassed and looked at Underwood.
"You can express your opinion from the perspective of ordinary residents." Underwood waved at him, "COMEON! No one here will blame you for saying the wrong thing."
"Uh……"
Song Ya estimated in his heart that the current situation is not like the last Kenneth arbitration. Neither Old Joe nor Pablo can offend. The priest holds the votes, and he has to count on Underwood to help in the acquisition. The driver's union has nothing to do with him.
"The security in Nancheng really needs to be improved." He said first.
"Everyone is working **** this." Congressman Underwood replied.
"Then, emmmmm... Nancheng has a large poor population. Many families do not have a car. I can only rely on public buses for travel. I used to take the bus. If there is no bus anymore, many poor people with inconvenience can only take the risk and find a way. Money to buy a car..."
Song Ya’s words were nodded and affirmed by the two pastors, and the union representatives were unhappy, "They are inconvenient to travel, and we have to fight our lives."
"You are too exaggerated." Senator Underwood complained.
"If you don't say anything, you will continue to strike if you disagree, and the union and union family members will no longer support you, Congressman Underwood." The other party also warned.
"Hey!" Pastor Allison ran out with anger and rap. "You can't be like this. Don't your driver group also come from Nancheng? I know, many of you also live in Nancheng, I know."
"So? We are not the cause of the public security problem. Your pastor has not done a good job of enlightening responsibility."
"What can we do? Young people, especially boys the size of APLUS never go to church, only women and old people come to listen to the sermon..."
On both sides, you and I mixed up.
Song Ya listened to their quarrel, thoughts drifted away, saying that rap seemed to originate from the rhyming and rhythmic long talks of black priests when preaching. Like the previous Grammy award-winning MCHammer, his rap style was influenced by black priests. The impact is profound.
"Calm down, calm down." Congressman Underwood opened his hands and finally silenced both sides, "APLUS, what can you do? Doug?" He lay on the chair and looked at Song Ya and Doug.
Doug shrugged and said nothing.
"Your driver's focus is on personal safety, right?" Song Ya suddenly remembered a Chinese idiom and got an idea. After the other nodded, he looked at the two pastors again, "Nancheng's bus frequency cannot be reduced..."
Obtained affirmation from Allison and William, he said, “Isn’t that simple? Under the principle of not reducing the total number of bus schedules, we can adjust the routes and the number of departures... In this way, I have been in Nancheng for ten years. For a few years, I only knew that after school, students who missed the school bus took too long to wait for the bus. The line is safe and the gangs will not be embarrassed. We can reduce the frequency of dangerous road sections and increase The frequency of that line. Before the supermarket closes, many poor people have to wait for half an hour or more after buying discounted goods. You can also move from the dangerous section to increase the frequency of that line..."
He talked eloquently, "There are other routes that can solve the actual difficulties of the residents, and the gangs on those routes are not easy to fight because they are all women and children sitting next to the house. Such a move, it seems that The total number of shifts remains unchanged, and Pastor Allison and William can explain to the residents of South City ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but the number of night shifts and the number of departures on dangerous roads has actually been reduced, and the personal safety of drivers is also more guaranteed."
After finishing speaking, the two groups of people who had just been arguing were silent at the same time, and they all lowered their heads to calculate the gains and losses.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! APLUS!" Congressman Underwood clapped his hands and laughed, "This is why I let you participate in the discussion! How?" He looked at both sides, "On this basis, we can discuss a solution. ?"
The union representative and the lawyer looked at each other, and both nodded. The two pastors naturally had nothing to say. Generally, women were involved in picking up children and buying discounted goods, and these were their main audience groups.
"You behaved very well today, don't blame Claire for complimenting you on the phone." Underwood sent the four away and came back to hold Song Ya's shoulder, "What are you doing here?"
Song Ya looked at Doug, and Doug stood up wittily, and Underwood signaled not to use it, "Doug is the person I trust the most, just say it."
Song Ya talked about the obstruction of the local councilors in the acquisition case.
"Uh..." Underwood rubbed his chin, "Small things." He looked at Doug, "Did you hear what APLUS just said?"
Doug nodded.
"You can do this for him," Underwood said.
That night, Doug refused the invitation of Songya French Restaurant and chose to meet in a remote simple restaurant.
"Can you get a loan at the local First Bank of New Jersey?" he whispered.
"Yes, I just want to take a loan..." Song Ya also replied in a low voice.
"How many?"
"I don't know yet, it depends on the acquisition..."
"At least two million, the more the better."
After saying this, Doug left the money for his simple meal and got up and left.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 99: A+ Pedal Company
rushed back to New Jersey overnight. On the 24th, the small meeting room of the suite under Song Ya's package. Hayden, Dile, Song Asheng, and Goodman were all here, as well as Will Gardner and his female assistant.