He took Song Ya to a group of people, all of them were big figures in the Donkey Party, from Cook County, State, and Chicago. Song Ya secretly remembered their names and faces as much as possible.
"Hi, Michelle." Michelle was also among the crowd, but did not see Claire.
"Aplus." Michelle smiled and shook hands with him. Before they came, they talked on the phone. Michelle didn't really like the state prosecutor, but she wanted to be consistent with the donkey party.
He dealt with it hypocritically. New guests kept coming. Peter was very busy. Song Ya stopped a campaign assistant and asked him to take him to finish the donation, bid farewell to the 20,000 dollars, and then walked aside with Michelle. Let's chat and wait for the dinner to begin.
The two talked about Song Ya's house purchase plan, "Are you going to buy a house in Chicago?" Michelle was very interested, "A star of your level, can I give you any advice?" She laughed mockingly.
"Uh, I'm a poor boy and I don't have much knowledge." Song Ya asked her, "If it were you, where do you like the house."
"Hyde Park~www.mtlnovel.com~ Michelle answered without hesitation, "It is very close to the University of Chicago, and the nearby middle and elementary schools are also very good. If I can afford it, I will definitely choose to live there. "
"Nancheng? Public security..." Song Ya hesitated.
"There is nothing wrong with public security there. As I told you, the University of Chicago is like an isolated island. And you are from South City. As your reputation grows, you also naturally have a certain political influence. Staying away from South City has such an influence. Force is hurt." Michelle saw it thoroughly.
Song Ya remembered what the other party said when he met Pastor William in Washington, ‘the private high school in the north of the city, a good school, and a good environment. He is no longer from Nancheng. Even the pastor who has not met several times complained about his escape from Nancheng, and the poor people in Nancheng would only think so even more. In the United States, it is a good thing to have a certain degree of political influence. At least it can make people like the stormtrooper a little jealous. Maybe it is a good idea to return to South City, and Hyde Park is indeed not bad.
"Hayden, help me pay attention to the Hyde Park house, the best kind." Song Ya took the time to call Hayden.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 128: Predators
"To deal with those scum, we must use a tougher and more effective way..."
In the middle of a long line of podiums, Peter Flock is issuing a campaign manifesto. Everything revolves around public security issues. The state prosecutor’s words were a little bit fierce, but it echoed his vow to reverse public security in the next term. Campaign platform.
Alicia and Peter's mother are sitting on the right hand side, looking at him with proud and slightly admiring eyes, smiling and precise facial management.
Twenty thousand dollars made Song Ya sit in a good seat in the first row, not far from the camera, and at the same table with a group of celebrities. This time, he was really talking about money, and he didn't have to worry about being stabbed to the media like Spike Lee.
"I heard Edward, one of the two bosses of AW Investment, mentioned you."
When Peter finished his speech and the dinner began, everyone began to communicate in low voices, and a chairman of the chemical company Barn next to him took the initiative to chat, "Do you know? This kid took out the money from Edward! AW's Edward." The rude white old man pointed at Song Ya and laughed at the others at the table.
The others smiled politely at the two, not knowing if they really knew Edward, who was far away on Wall Street in New York.
"How did you do it, kid?" Without getting any further response from others, Barn moved his chair closer and focused on talking to Song Ya, "That business in New Jersey."
"I took over a company from Edward and continued to spin-off..." Song Ya didn't know what the other party's real purpose was. He gave a vague introduction, "I haven't made any money from him. The factory is still at a loss."
He didn't say anything nonsense about this. The A+ Pedal Company has indeed not completed the relocation of the factory and the repatriation of workers, and he did not mention the copyright.
"It's that simple? You moved the factory from New Jersey to Silicon Valley, and then outsourced production to China?" Barn asked.
Song Ya nodded, "It's almost like that."
"Outsourcing..." Barn was lost in thought. Since he has a relationship with Wall Street vultures like AW Investment Company, his business operations should not be very good.
"Can you have a chat alone? Mr. APLUS." At this time, a little white man pressed Song Ya's shoulder and leaned over to his ear and asked in a low voice.
"Okay." Song Ya recognized that the other party was Peter's campaign manager, as if his name was Eli, "I'm sorry." He smiled at Barn and the people present, then got up and followed Eli to a quiet place.
"Are you Jewish?" Song Ya guessed he was Jewish when he saw Eli's appearance. Lawyer Will Gardner is not like a lawyer like Wall Street people, while prosecutor Peter looks like a TV star. The manager is a bit of an artist's temperament, with a silk suit and a floral bow tie. He is very delicately dressed, with just the right amount of exaggeration.
"Yes." Eli smiled and touched the nose of the eagle. "The characteristics are obvious, aren't they?"
The two joked and laughed, and Eli quickly got to the point. Finding Song Ya was nothing more than a sing. Peter's campaign inevitably held some rallies. He didn't mention any money, so it should be a wasted job.
"I have no problem in principle, if the schedule does not conflict."
Song Ya gave him Hayden's business card, "You can contact my agent to discuss the schedule."
"Thank you, I thank you for your support on behalf of Peter."
Dilei was very happy, "Mr. APLUS, do you need public relations services?" He started a business for himself again, "I own a public relations company." He handed over his business card, "In terms of crisis public relations, I am a professional ."
"crisis……"
Song Ya accepted the business card. He didn't feel any crisis for the time being, and he didn't know the true strength of the other party. "Yes, if there is a need, I will call you."
Early the next morning, Song Ya took the RV again to start the next week's promotional activities. This time he will travel throughout eastern Illinois and the entire Michigan state including Detroit.
"Da da, da da da da, da da..."
While parking to rest, Song Ya played the accompaniment of the song'trumpet' with a trumpet. Fergie lay on her side, resting her cheeks in her hands, watching quietly with admiration.
"APLUS!" Hayden knocked on the door outside, breaking this very atmospheric two-person world.
"This week's magazine, there are some letters from fans..."
Hayden threw a lot of books and letters in front of Song Ya. "There are more and more letters, usually from loyal fans. If you can reply one by one, it will be very good for your popularity."
"Replied all the letters?" Song Ya was a little embarrassed to see the pile of envelopes of various styles, "How can I have time."
"You should hire a clerk or assistant." Hayden suggested, "The content of the reply can be very formatted. You only need to sign a name at that time, and the fans will understand."
"What about now?" Song Ya pushed the letter towards Fergie, "You write it for me first."
"No, I hate writing the most." Fergie ran out quickly. There was a small party in the big caravan, and she went to join in the fun.
"You are my agent." Song Ya had to push the letter back to Hayden, "Take care of it for me first."
Hayden sighed, and had to take the letter back into his bag again, "RememberTheName went up one place on the Billboard Singles Chart this week, and the hip-hop chart still remains number one."