"what!"
Song Ya is not too happy to see the excitement, "In short, everyone will not give up this time, right?"
"Just kidding, the ownership of the leader of the only superpower in the next four years is determined by thousands of votes in Florida?"
Sloan replied: "Those who cherish the feathers of Gore will not hesitate to give up the demeanor and take back the call. At least the internal opinions of the Donkey Party's election committee must be unified. If Gore completes the overtake before the end of the vote count, the Elephant Party will definitely not do it. Yes, they did a lot of small moves in Florida."
"Small action?"
Song Ya turned on the TV according to Sloan's instructions, and during a sleep time, all the media in the country and major news agencies around the world pounced on Florida. Station A was also set up outside an election office in Florida where the votes were still being counted. The OB truck will broadcast the latest progress on the spot by the reporter in front.
At the same time, some media leaning towards the donkey party began to hype up Florida's butterfly ballots. The so-called butterfly ballot is a design that arranges the names of candidates side by side in order, a bit like butterfly wings.
"I... I thought Gore would be on George's right, so I punched a hole there, but after voting, my daughter told me that it was Buchanan..."
A local white aunt is being interviewed by CUU station, "So are you sure you voted for Buchanan, not Gore?" CUU reporter asked.
"Yes, I'm sure." The white aunt nodded.
"You wanted to vote for Gore."
"Yes it is."
"Do you think there are many voters who are as wrong as you?"
"Surely a lot, you know old people like me..."
The CUU station then gave a photo of Florida's butterfly ballot. The first one on the left is George Jr. On the right, it is not Gore, but Buchanan, the independent candidate. The remaining candidates of the two parties are arranged in a staggered arrangement. If the voters who do not pay attention to make holes according to their experience, it is indeed easy to make mistakes.
"Ohhhhhh..." Song Ya felt this was more interesting. "Sure enough, Georgian Florida was playing tricks, but this is allowed in the rules, right?" He asked Sloan.
"Yes, George Jr.'s brother is the governor. The Elephant Party controls the state government and parliament. The ballot is designed deliberately but it does not violate the law."
Sloan replied: "In fact, the two parties have done similar operations in every state this year... But even if one in a thousand of the six million voters makes a mistake, that is still six thousand votes. This number is enough to completely reverse the situation of the general election."
"You know what APLUS, it reminds me of horse betting..."
When Song Ya returned to station A, Florida's vote counting was still continuing. Now the whole country and the whole world are staring at hundreds of hundreds of slowly drawn votes. The two candidates are indeed a bit like horse races going side by side. The hall had been staring at Litman for a long time and complained.
"Gore shouldn't be enough."
In the afternoon, Gore went from being behind 29,000 tickets when he made the call to admit defeat to only 2,000 tickets behind, but Sloan made an estimate based on the data and made a judgment.
Sure enough, when all the 67 counties in Florida finished counting the votes, both candidates received more than 2.9 million votes. Gore lost only 1,784 votes.
"The difference is less than 0.03%! Florida must start a recount!" The A station as a whole supported the Donkey Party, and everyone in the hall cheered.
"The automatic counting of votes by the machine means that the ballots are re-traveled in the machine. Isn't the result still the same?" Song Ya was puzzled.
"Everyone is reluctant to admit defeat, then we must do all we can to fight offensive and defensive battles, learn more." Sloan said.
"Boss." Song Zecheng chased to stage A, and mysteriously asked Song Ya out of the lobby, "John Liu."
It turned out that my friends from the Elephant Party began to find them.
"Hey, John."
Song Ya took the mobile phone, and his fun was gone in an instant. He realized that now the two parties are about to play for real. As a media guy who masters Channel A, he is about to face pressure from both sides.
"Congratulations, APLUS, the audience ratings have peaked for a few 24-hour news channels during this election?" John Liu opened his speech with these words.
"Yes, but the audience watching our channel is still small...compared to ews and other big channels." Song Ya replied.
"Haha, then of course, Gore is too ignorant this time. To create such a big oolong, we try to exercise restraint now, but this does not mean that we will continue to indulge the donkey party's unreasonable troubles in the future. Our mutual friends hope the media very much. Able to maintain a neutral position and don't dance with the donkey party's propaganda machine." Liu John said.
Mutual friends... should refer to Cheney, the candidate for deputy commander. Song Ya also donated some money to Cheney through his subsidiary company. Of course, it is far better than to Gore. "I understand, don't you have to recount the votes now?" Play stupid.
"Well, depending on this situation, the donkey party will not necessarily accept the recount result. After all, they have swallowed all the calls to admit defeat." John Liu said.
Although he supports Gore, he obviously has to consider the possibility of the George dynasty coming back in the next four years. After all, George is ahead of more than a thousand votes, and Florida is his home again, no matter how little George’s is counted. The probability of winning the election is much higher, "OK, I will remind them to pay attention, then we will contact again?" Song Ya will not risk offending John Liu and Cheney.
"OK." John Liu hung up.
When Song Ya returned to the lobby, A was already announcing that the elite legal teams sent by the two parties had arrived in Florida and began to prepare for the subsequent legal battle.
"APLUS, we still need money."
That night, Gore’s campaign manager, the younger brother of Chicago Mayor Daly’s younger brother, called and bluntly carried out emergency fundraising for the subsequent surge in additional expenses.
The candidate’s general election budget is generally only for the end of the general election, and will try to spend all the steel before that. Anyway, it is raised, whether it is a small donation from ordinary people or a donation from a tycoon. The expectation of money is nothing more than the support of the candidate winning the election, and the balance of a penny will not make any sense after the election.
"Aren't you waiting for the result of the recount?"
Song Ya didn't want to give it so easily, and Gore could have such a big advantage. It was false to say that there was no grievance at all. He felt like spending money on the water.
"But you can't wait until then to prepare." Little Daly's brother said.
"Is it convenient for the deputy commander to talk to me?" Song Ya asked again.
"He is very busy now..."
"Call me." Before the little brother Daly's voice finished, a voice asked for the microphone from him, "APLUS, this is Warren Christopher..."
"Country... Mr. Secretary of State."
Warren Christopher is the former Secretary of State of the United States, the top bureaucrat of the Donkey Party, and an evergreen tree in the political arena. He has presided over trade negotiations with Japan since the Kennedy administration. Song Ya hurriedly said hello.
"I will take care of this trouble in Florida." Warren Christopher said, "First of all, I would like to thank you for your long-term support to Deputy Commander Gore, but... now is not the time to talk nonsense, we still need money, the sooner The better."
"Alright alright."
Song Ya had to agree, "But I didn't expect this to happen, so I didn't make preparations. Which way is better to allocate this money?" The top bureaucrat like Warren Christopher should plan everything. He simply asked directly.