Five percent are in favor, five percent are against...</p>
"The result of the counting is coming out." The subordinate walked into Song Ya's office and reported. </p>
Ten percent to ten percent...</p>
"Disney's general meeting of shareholders is about to come out." Murdoch also received the news. </p>
Twenty percent to twenty percent...</p>
"The counting of votes over there is almost complete." And Robertson Jr., the head of Comcast. </p>
Thirty percent to thirty percent...</p>
"I see." Katzenberg agreed in the dim office and put down the microphone. </p>
Forty percent to forty percent...</p>
The staff member who got the result of the vote counted glanced at Linton, who was sitting blankly and withered before the announcement, "Regarding Mr. Linton's vote for re-election as chairman and CEO..."</p>
Linton pursed his mouth subconsciously and swallowed his saliva. </p>
"The support votes obtained are valid for the number of support votes..."</p>
"Forty-seven percent..."</p>
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Two thousand twenty seven.
"No! Don't think about it, don't think about it anymore, don't hesitate!"
Before the people arrived, the words were heard first. Song Ya’s voice spread into the corridors on both sides with platinum and diamond certified copies, and then he appeared, “We have been preparing for so long, and it’s next year! The opportunity for next year is great. Good Melissa!"
At the age of fifty-two, he looks better than it was ten years ago. His hair is dark, his figure is well-proportioned, and his sharply contoured face is filled with endless domineering and self-confidence. His eyes and footsteps are extremely firm. Melissa Gold, an old law school classmate and current Littman Media Group CEO who followed behind, said loudly: "I am older than Arkansas in 1992! My M-FXXK doesn't want to wait anymore! I announced earlier, Set up the campaign team earlier, coordinate the party earlier, believe me, we can win next year!"
"May the chairman suggest..." The chairman of Melissa's mouth pointed to Ms. Sloan.
"She is always the old theory of the gold master. I don't want to listen to her this time. I must stand up and do something. If this goes on, the United States is over! I have to work hard, winning or losing is the future problem!"
Song Ya interrupted impatiently.
"She wants you to go back to Chicago and have a good chat in person." Melissa, who is the same age, is also over fifty, but she needs a trot to stay with her.
"I have discussed everything with her, there is nothing to talk about! She just refuses to call me..."
"She insists that you go..."
Melissa took out a hundred-yuan bill from the folder, "She asked me to show you this."
"Uh…"
Song Ya glanced back, "Don't go or go! The old lady is...returning..."
"what?"
The old woman whispered behind him, but Melissa didn't hear it clearly.
"nothing…"
"Daddy!" Across the corridor, a mixed-race boy was reaching for the hearing aid on the ear of the old Mike who was dozing off at the door of his office. When he saw him, he turned happily and hugged his leg.
"Ooo, my little Toman."
Toman is the youngest son of himself and Aimee Bershield, Song Ya hugged him and kissed him and put it down, "Don't run around, go to mom, go, be good."
"If you really want to announce that you are running for commander-in-chief, you have to fix his mother first." Melissa said, looking at the back of Toman who happily ran into the corridor.
Among all her forests, Melissa dislikes Aimee Bershid the least. She thinks she can toss and mess up too much. Song Ya knows her well, "Don’t worry, I can control Aimee, she won’t be messy. Speaker."
But Aimee Bershid’s role in recent years is a bit similar to that of Xue Linfen. Relying on the external two-way plug’s personality, he can often quietly help himself with young and beautiful girls, not being jealous, having fun, and coaxing himself. It's very comfortable, and it feels a bit inseparable.
And with the gradual aging of her mind and body, Song Ya likes his handsome, motivated, sweet-mouthed son Joffrey more and more with Aimee.
While speaking, he bent over and put the hearing aid that Toman had taken down to Old Mike's ear, "Mike! Mike!"
He yelled to old Mike to the hearing aid. He had begun to have symptoms of Alzheimer's. The nearly 90-year-old old Mike's eyelids trembled and he opened his eyes with difficulty and gave him a blank look, but he closed again soon.
"Oh! Forget it, go to sleep."
Song Ya would give him the end of his retirement anyway, and tried to communicate to no avail and gave up, "Hey, this old man..." Melissa spit out while smiling, and opened the multi-protection office with a key, fingerprint and password, and walked in first. .
"And your other children, illegitimate children, lover..."
Melissa reminded worriedly: "If you have already decided...this is a general election, our opponents will shamelessly take advantage of your weaknesses."
"Don't worry, it's all comforted long ago, it's okay, is there anyone who doesn't know who I am?"
Song Ya sat down at the boss's table and answered.
"Then you should get married in advance and choose a wife that voters like. Alicia Keys is good for consolidating African American votes. Rashida Jones is also good. Remarrying Mariah Carey is also good. She can make American people happy, or Shakira? Can please Latinos... Except for James Buchanan, no American leader is a bachelor. That is already in the 18th century."
"Don't nag Melissa, now voters don't like this anymore. Gen Z has grown up."
Song Ya waved his hand indifferently, "Maybe it is better for me to expose that having a boyfriend is better than marrying a woman, or that sentence, I know in my heart, I have been preparing for this day for a long time, and I have been trying to figure out the public's psychology for at least ten years. ."
"Oh! Alright, alright..."
Melissa had to agree, "You are the boss. Uh, can I ask a question?"
"Just ask."
"Is your participation in the election related to the failure to acquire the Chicago Mercantile Exchange Group last year?"
"It doesn't matter."
Song Ya frowned, stretched out her hand to interrupt, "Is my speech draft ready for the election?"
In fact, the acquisition of Sears in the past made him miserable. Song Yaben believed that this kind of charity was enough to control the Chicago Consortium, but he did not expect that the old money was still reluctant to sell the last Chicago Mercantile Exchange under the temptation of high premiums. The group sold it to itself, and under that group there is the Chicago Board of Trade.