There is also the Jewish consortium. After David Geffen sold the Jack Warner Manor in Beverly Hills to his complete retirement, Song Ya and the Jewish consortium had no powerful intermediaries. Comcast, News Corp, Victoria In the business competition between Yacom, Gugou, Facebook, etc. and their own companies, they always seem to have endless money to burn, and they always act in concert. The situation of Litman Media and OpenDiary is getting more and more difficult...
It's still the ceiling, and everything in the end is due to the invisible ceiling because of his blood line like a tarsal maggot. It is not only his ideal to run for the leader, but also to completely break and smash it!
Of course, there is also the element of the sense of mission as a traverser.
"It's done..." Melissa took out the speech and handed it over.
"Well, I'll go through it first." Song Ya got the hand and glanced roughly, "It should be a big change."
"no problem."
Melissa saw him start to concentrate on the speech, "Then I will go back first."
"Remember to let Daniel and Axelrod set aside time. After I announce my candidacy, I will come to my help and tell Ms. Sloan that the campaign manager is none other than her."
"Okay. Uh, about your running partner... do you have a favorite?"
Melissa walked to the door and turned back, smiling and raising her fists to agitate, "AOC! AOC!"
"I don't want the woman who can intern in the federal senator's office but goes to New York to play the role of a bar waiter, who sells grass-roots people but has received 30 million campaign funds in the iron ticket district just to ensure that the district federal congressman is re-elected."
Song Ya didn’t even want to reject Melissa’s recommendation. “It’s too early to consider a running partner. Anyway, there is a high probability that it will be used for trading in the primary election. If I can control it, I will probably choose Ronan Farrow. Ronan Farrow after Viveenstein has always had a reputation for integrity and fear of power. He is your Jewish descent, Woody Allen’s son, and it is suspected that her mother and Sinatra had an affair...inside the U.S. Now that the division is so divided, the people will like two outstanding middle-aged male elites at the helm, just like the combination of Arkansas and Gore back then. History is a cycle..."
"OK, OK... you really thought about everything."
Melissa went out and closed the door.
When there was only one person left in the office, Song Ya casually crumpled up the speech prepared by Melissa and threw it into the trash can, got up and went to the door to check if the door was closed.
"Ugh!"
Then he wandered around his office, and saw his young face and eight-pack abs on the early propaganda posters on the wall and he couldn't help but sighed sadly. His eyes showed nostalgia and various trophies in the corner of honor. Lamy, Oscar, Emmy, Tony...
By investing and serving as the producer of the musical Hamilton, he finally made up the four Grand Slams of EGOT.
The JD degree certificate, honorary doctorate certificate of Da Song Law School and honorary doctorate of other universities...
A group photo with top political and business figures from various countries, a group photo with Mandela, and a group photo with his ex-wife, Walter, David Cole, Roberto Clerville at dinner...
He cleaned up his mood, and easily turned a little crooked. The antler pendant placed in his first studio was righted, then he pressed the mechanism, opened the secret compartment, and entered the password and fingerprint to open the safe inside.
On the safe are some family portraits of him and the children in the forest and the forest. He picked it up and looked at it for a while. Finally, he took out a few pieces of paper. This was the speech he really prepared for announcing his participation in the general election.
Another ten years have passed, and he is indeed ready for everything.
“I’m standing here today because I think I’m responsible. Amerika has reached the most dangerous and critical crossroad. I’m not alarmist. I must stand up and do what I should do, as an American. , The duty of the richest American..."
He stood in front of the mirror and began to practice, "Today’s speech, I will talk about a lot of complex and professional words. I don’t want to show off. I don’t know how to speak, but I think it’s more popular with people. It is an arrogant behavior to speak with a simple vocabulary that is deliberately used, provocative and easy to understand, because doing so in itself means that the speaker defaults to the audience, and the understanding of all American people is limited to this. I disdain it... "
"Today, I want to make my words clear, I want to make my campaign platform clear, and communicate with you very frankly, I..."
When he read this, he felt that his passion was not enough. He went to the stereo and picked the first Dou Wei's "And You" to open, then went to the wine cabinet, and poured himself a glass of Chivas Regal's new sauce-flavored whiskey.
In the season of falling leaves
Feel chills
And you
you
Lonely days
Against myself
And you
you
"Ok…"
He raised his neck and drank, he licked his lips and sighed with contentment. He also burped a drink, took another glass, held it in his hand and returned to the mirror, "I, this stage name is APLUS and my real name is Alexander Song, and he was born in a slum in South Chicago. I was born with nothing. When I first set foot on the land of Manhattan, New York, when I was fifteen, I was still wearing second-hand clothes. The U.S. made me, and here, I developed my U.S. dream..."
"It was also the United States that almost destroyed me. I still have six scars left after being shot. I was shot five times... well, Barabara..."
This period was too familiar, so he automatically skipped it, and spent his main energy on adjusting his gestures, "Be firm, and be infectious." He stretched out his right hand to direct the movement, and kept reminding himself.
"The U.S. needs change, reform, real change and reform. We must establish a new one between New York, Illinois, California and Texas, the greatest common divisor between the people of the U.S., and we A new, greatest common divisor must be established between whites and African, Latino, Asian and other ethnic groups. We must establish a new, greatest common divisor between the United States and the other side of the ocean, otherwise we will Destroy ourselves, destroy the peace and well-being of the whole world..."
Afraid of whether this new love will be destroyed
Worried about the future
More worried about my existence
Cold rainy night
Like someone is crying
And you
you
Broad mind
Is the memory of the past
And you
you
He gradually entered the show, more and more freely, that is, his throat became dry after the strong alcohol entered his throat, and he felt a little burning in his chest. He had not drunk enough, and he just waited for the slight drunkenness to feel. He took a sip, "We The problem of the gap between the rich and the poor must be resolved immediately, immediately! I don’t want to talk too much nonsense. Except for the rich man’s tax, I hereby promise that after I am elected, I will go one step further and take a big step to completely exempt charities, trusts and other organizations from taxation and tax avoidance. Decoupling, this is a caring country, the middle class and even the poor are willing to help others, but the rich, I am the richest, I know too well, this group has better and more adequate financial means to use these charitable and trust activities Avoid a lot of taxation for yourself. If you really want to help others, that’s great. No matter what you pay or whatever, you can help. You don’t need to be tied to tax payment at all. This is two different things! Let’s join hands. Return all of this to what it should be!"