Charis held Song Ya, who started to play with the camera, begged. She was a hundred willing, but reason finally prevailed.
"I know." Song Yachao snorted in front of today, "So I asked someone to help you."
Only then did Charis discover that Rashida, with a single ponytail, was kneeling over there without a word, and her skin glowed with a healthy, wheat-colored soft light against the backdrop of the red room...
"The smoke rises..."
After fixing the camera, Charisy had changed her outfits, swaying her whip and walking towards Rashida. The black and white were clear and the atmosphere was perfect, but the phone in her trouser pocket rang untimely.
At this time, there are only a few people who will bother me, "What happened?"
"Our U.S. Representative Russell committed suicide with exhaust gas in the car in the garage of his home. The body has just been found."
Sloan said on the other end of the phone.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 1421: Rarely confused
The first thousand four hundred and twenty-one chapters of the main text are a rare confusion
"It's a pity, others are pretty good."
After receiving the umbrella from the bodyguard, Song Ya heard the familiar footsteps of Underwood behind him, so he stood at the door of the church and waited for a while, "Looks like a cheerful personality."
"He has severe alcohol dependence and can easily fall into depression suddenly."
Just now at the memorial meeting Underwood, who was generous with Russell, cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, suicide is a cowardly act, especially since the real estate project in his district is in a critical period of wrangling...gave me such a thing. Big mess!"
Song Ya didn't believe a word of his words. Federal Representative Russell was probably'suicide' by Underwood. After Song Ya returned to Chicago and talked with Sloan, he thought that the probability was at least 70%.
Underwood and Gore’s real estate business owners planned a real estate project in the Russell constituency. In the name of environmental protection, several old factories were demolished, hundreds of millions of dollars in the project, the pre-demolition project has already started early, but Gore was not elected... Those gold lords retreated, and Russell’s previous promises to voters, workers who lost their jobs, and workers’ families were instantly emptied.
Russell has been running frequently in Washington and Chicago for the past two months. While fulfilling his duties as a member of Congress, he was busy pacifying the workers and their families. However, if the real estate developers withdrew, his actions had little effect, and he was denounced by voters as " Liar "traitor".
His personality is a worker temperament that can integrate with the local voters, but after this incident, it became clear.
It’s not true that Russell’s person... According to Sloan, although he has a lot of bad problems such as drinking and recruiting prostitutes, he should still retain a trace of the good original intention when he entered the political arena. Do something practical for the voters.
So he is very painful. Recently, he has expressed and complained on different occasions about Underwood and Little Daly. The local political leaders in Chicago should help him solve the actual problems of the workers, let alone throw him out to take all the pots. .
Not long ago, he also booked an exclusive interview with Taiwan’s chief reporter Stephanie and other media. Even if he really wanted to seek death, he would normally say what he wanted to say through the media before he chose to commit suicide.
Russell is from Underwood, so Underwood has the responsibility to eliminate troubles and hidden dangers. According to Song Ya's understanding of him over the years, although this guy is not as serious as Peter Flock, he will never be cruel. hesitantly.
Maybe the real estate project involved the exchange of interests among politicians such as Underwood, Jr. Daley, Gore, and even Russell, but this is not his business. Song Ya doesn't want to know or has the motivation to investigate, just pretend to be confused.
On the one hand, he guessed that Underwood knew about him, it should not be difficult to see that he had doubts about Russell’s death. On the other hand, he also knew that this was normal, even if he talked to Underwood about the relationship between the two parties. It's not too big a problem.
Of course, it’s none of my business. There is no need to talk about Russell. People are dead, and the problem should be solved... at least the problems of Underwood and other players in the game can be solved.
He did not turn his head back to make eye contact with Underwood, lowered his eyes and stared at the steps outside the church intently, and slowly stepped down in the rain, "So...what about the by-election for the House of Representatives in his district? Will he lose to the Elephant Party? ?"
"We have coordinated the candidates, don't worry aplus, there will be no problems."
Underwood pledged, "Keep in touch."
"Ok."
The two shook hands and said goodbye under the steps.
"That project..."
Claire, who was holding an umbrella with Sloan behind them, suddenly reminded.
Underwood looked back at Claire, but didn't seem to hear his wife's hint, "Thanks, Ms. Sloan." With a smile, he returned the umbrella in his hand to Sloan, and then gently held Claire's back. An umbrella got into a car not far away.
"Just now Claire has been hinting to me that I probably want to test if you are interested in taking over their unfinished project."
Sloan sneered after all the convoys of the party whip masters left, "The environmental protection charity organization under her name has a lot of interest in that project, and now it's all gone."
"I know."
If it were the former Underwood, I guess I can’t wait to Fudge himself to take over the mess, and even set up the game... But now, he has become very restrained, at least he is very proactive.
Their group of people has already made a big trouble, and they should no longer be qualified to disturb other unrelated outsiders, such as themselves.
Song Ya now has this confidence.
The two handed the umbrella to the bodyguard, and he helped Sloan open the back seat door, carefully blocking the place where it was easy to knock his head with one hand.
"Have you had a good time in Hollywood?" Sloan asked as he moved his **** to the other side of the car door.
"No, I'm busy, there are too many things... Mainly the project of the Wolf of Wall Street. Silencer, Highland Park..."
Song Ya first let the muffler start the car, and then pretended to pinch the bridge of the nose with thumb and index finger, and sighed, "I have to go again in a few days. Linda arranged for the night of the Grammy Awards. She wanted to have a super grand party in Los Angeles under the name of A+ Records and Metropolitan Records. She prepared for a long time."
"Ha ha…"
Sloan once again sneered as if he had seen everything through, "Didn't you and your ex-wife fall out with the Grammy Jury early?"
"Of course we won't go to the awards ceremony, but this year the Grammys should present one to three trophies to the Destiny True Girls. They won four nominations."
Song Ya replied: "So, as the boss, I have to go to the celebration dinner...at least show up."
It was all official business, and Sloan couldn't fault it.
"Honey, look!"
The convoy quickly returned to Highland Park and sent Sloan back to his residence. When Song Ya walked into the lobby, he saw Halle, Amy, and Shakira accompany Arianne and Vilas in harmony on the TV. Before frolicking, Amy hurried happily into her arms as soon as she saw him.
"What are you looking at?" Song Ya hugged Arianne, and asked Hallie again, "Swordfish action is over?"