America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 149 "My County Elder Father"

This first snow in New York is getting bigger and bigger.

In the afternoon, it has turned from light snow to moderate snow.

The whole city was covered with a layer of white tulle.

There are also five to six winds, if it is a little stronger, it can be regarded as a blizzard.

Pedestrians coming and going on the street, even wearing thick warm clothes, were terribly frozen.

This year's New York must be an unfriendly year for the homeless.

But these things have nothing to do with Abel, and it is the government of New York City that needs to care about these things.

Maybe they don't care either.

After all, only the "strong" can survive in this place
For Abel.

This weather is annoying.

But fortunately, this level of risk has an impact on helicopters.

But for relatively large fixed-wing aircraft, it has not reached the level that it cannot take off.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Abel was once again on Delta's private charter jet, headed for Fort Worth-Dallas Airport.

He who had found his satisfaction in Charlize in the morning.

While on the plane in the afternoon.

Even if I met Maria, a beautiful stewardess who has the attributes of a wife again.

In a short time, he lost the idea of ​​brushing his teeth.

On the plane, he made two satellite calls by the way.

One for David Mellon, for real-time forex market quotes.

100 billion US dollars, and a lot of leverage was used.

The funds that can be affected exceed 500 billion US dollars.

It is in the somewhat violent currency system of the pound sterling again.

Even if it can be exploited, Abel needs to pay more attention.

Another satellite call to David Jones who arrived in Fort Worth early last night.

anyway.

Among the people around Abel, David Jones should be the busiest one.

As Abel's big steward, where does Abel go every time.

Abel has not yet passed, and David is going to make arrangements in advance.

The staff who arrange rock security, contact the local hotel, the convoy, or just be the assistant directly.

It's just that the salary that Abel paid him was more than twice what he had been at the American Express Company.

Besides, the benefits are better, and the job content is actually the same.

Although David Jones was a little busy, he was enjoying it.

After a two hour flight.

Gulfstream G400 arrived at Fort Worth Dallas Airport.

Texas is one of the most southern states in the United States in terms of latitude.

The climate here is far milder than that of New York State.

Although it will snow, but generally in January and February of the coming year.

Even if it is La Niña weather this year, it is snowing in New York.

Although the temperature here has dropped a lot, the sky is still clear.

Transferring at the airport, the convoy headed straight to Fort Worth.

When Abel comes to this American cowboy cultural center.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was not so bright.

In addition, today is November 2000, 11.

This day is also the first counting day of the national election.

Before meeting Alexander, Abel got a report from David Jones about today's general election.

"According to the press releases of the two parties, the situation on the same day today is that the two sides are leading alternately."

David Jones said: "Maybe one hour, the Elephants are ahead. The next hour, the Donkeys may have caught up and surpassed."

"Both sides are chasing all the way. Both sides have announced that they have won their "vote bank" states and estimated winning states."

Abel nodded.

Although he knew that Herbert's son would win this time.

But that's parallel time and space, and what the specifics are.

As a "foreigner" in his teens at the time, he certainly couldn't be clear about it.

Now, as a member of the capitalists in this country, who can be in charge.

He is still more concerned.

But that's about it.

He was more concerned about the situation in Tarrant County.

This year's election in Tarrant County was brought forward.

In previous years, Tarrant County would be different from others and put its own election in December.

But in September, the Tarrant County Council voted to change the tradition.

The campaign, which used to be held in December, was moved to November in advance.

This is mainly for turnout considerations.

Because in the general election year, there are also various elections for members of Congress (both houses of Congress), state representatives and localities.

Most states combine all local and general election dates to save money.

This will save time and effort.

At the same time, it can ensure that voters get out of the house and actually vote.

In the past, Tarrant County always spent hundreds of thousands of dollars more than the neighboring counties to play special games.

It has long been criticized.

To that end, the county council has made changes this year.

Like other nearby states and counties, they all chose to hold the national election on election day.

In this way, everyone can elect the chief commander while electing their own county magistrate.

That's why Abe returned to Texas, to Tarrant County.

His father's great cause here is about to bear the first step today.

It is different from the general election that takes several days to get the result.

The entire Tarrant County has a population of less than 200 million, and the results can be released on the same day.

It's just that the vote counting speed is relatively slow, and the results will not be fully released until about [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m.

In fact, Abel didn't need to come here because he wanted to know the result.

All it takes is a phone call when the time comes.

But this is his father's big business after all.

This is the road I let my father walk on.

Abel is naturally concerned about this, and it is also related to his plans for his future.

So even though Smith Capital was very busy, he still rushed back.

At around five o'clock, I met my father and mother in Alexander's campaign office.

Unlike the previous few times, the Alexander that Abel saw this time was not wearing the black suit that politicians often wear.

Rather, it is a local costume common in Tarrant County.

What is Tarrant County Local Clothing?
Jeans.

Known as "Where the West Begins," Tarrant County is now nationally known for its rich western cultural heritage, especially cowboy culture.

Fort Worth is also known as the cowboy capital.

The outfit Alexander put on had been worn by candidates before.

But generally only candidates who are farmers, wearing this suit will not be questioned by many people.

If a person from the city, or someone from outside, wears this kind of clothes to show up.

It is estimated that the opposite result will be obtained.

Alexander is much better.

He was tall and strong, with rough skin on his face.

On the lower part of the face, on the upper part of the neck, there is even skin that has been exposed to the sun for a long time and has become somewhat rosy.

This is a typical red neck image.

Of course.

In fact, Alexander's neck was not so red at first.

Although he is very good at farm work, he doesn't really go to the fields every day.

Not so much sun.

The reason why it is so red now.

After starting to participate in the campaign, under the advice of the team and consultants, I deliberately tanned my neck a little more.

And when you go out, you will put something on it.

This made his neck look even redder.

This will give him more recognition in Tarrant County.

The whole office was busy when Abel arrived.

Many people were talking on the phone loudly, many people were walking around, and some people were constantly coming in and out.

Outside the office, there are some local and Texas media reporters and photographers, already watching here.

There are four candidates in Tarrant County this year.

But in fact, the other two can basically be regarded as accompanying runners.

Obviously, like most of the rest of the US.

The winner can only be found among elephants or donkeys.

So the local media reporters basically ignored the other two candidates.

They were divided into two parts, one part was waiting on Alexander's side.

The other part waits with Donke, the candidate for the Donkey Party.

Will wait until the election results are out, and the reporters will immediately flock to it.

Interviews with winners and losers feed the evening's and tomorrow's news.

Let's not mention the situation on Dunke's side for the time being.

On Alexander's side, there is a team of reporters with a total of about ten people.

They noticed the arrival of Abel's motorcade, and also noticed that Abel walked into the office quietly and quickly.

Many people are hesitant.

A reporter from a local tabloid stabbed a reporter from another tabloid next door.

"Hey, did I read it wrong. I seemed to see Abel Smith getting out of the car just now."

"Well, I seem to have seen it too, it's that Abel Smith."

The latter responded to him.

The photographer next to him brought the camera over and handed the content he just captured to the reporter.

"It seems to be really Abe Smith! The pride of our Tarrant County, the financial sword of Texas!"

The photographer said excitedly.

The surrounding reporters and photographers all gathered around.

It only took a minute or two for everyone to confirm that they just walked in.

Abe Smith was right indeed.

"Oh~"

A reporter suddenly realized, and slapped his thigh.

"Abel Smith's surname is Smith, and Alexander Smith is also Smith! They are all from Tarrant County! They must know each other!"

"Is there a possibility that they don't know each other at all. They may still be relatives!"

"Then is there a possibility that the two are not just relatives at all. Maybe Abel Smith is the son of Alexander Smith?"

"That shouldn't be. If Alexander has such a son. Why didn't he say it in the previous campaign speech?"

"Wait, didn't you say that Abe Smith came from an ordinary family? Just a farmer's son, but how could his father be Alexander Smith now?"

"Hehe. Alexander is also a farmer. Didn't you see so many farmers coming to support him these days?"

"Oh~ also!"

"FXXK, my editor-in-chief is short-sighted. Just sent me alone, not even a cameraman! No, I'm going to call them to send more people. This is Abel Smith, the pride of our Tarrant County !"

"That's right, there may be big news here today! Just hurry up and call someone!"

Reporters yelled, and soon Tarrant County was proud of Abe Smith.

Word of the appearance in Candidate Alexander's office quickly spread throughout Fort Worth.

In another corner of the city.

The Donkey Party candidate, who is also waiting for the results of the general election, heard the news.

A wry smile appeared on Dunke's face.

How to compare oh.

There is a son of a billionaire who is still so famous.

This time in terms of Masaharu donation.

I was completely crushed by the opponent by an order of magnitude!
Throughout Tarrant's campaign posters, the number of Alexander alone is more than twice that of the other three.

Dunke felt that he was very unlucky. It was not a good year to come out, but this year came out.

Well before the campaign starts.

On Alexander's side, out of scruples about possible counterproductive issues.

He didn't treat his son as a card to play.

Naturally, Dunke wanted it very much, and he was also vaguely suppressing the fact that Alexander had such a son.

So a month into the campaign, most Tarrant County voters didn't know that Abe Smith was Alexander's son.

Don't think this is ridiculous.

In America, this really exists.

Among ordinary people in the United States, there is a common problem of insufficient common sense knowledge.

Even now, there are still tens of millions of people in the United States who believe that the earth is flat.

In Tarrant County this rainbow
One of the redneck strongholds, semi-literate people who can barely read and write account for at least half of the county's population.

under these circumstances.

As long as the media does not guide, or the parties themselves do not publicize.

The fact that Abe Smith is the son of Alexander Smith really does a great job of keeping voters generally ignorant.

It can only be said that this is an American characteristic.

The elite class is more powerful than anyone else, and belongs to the top group in the whole world.

The people at the bottom are stupid one by one, and have lost themselves in happy education and Natou music.

Because both the Elephant Party and the Donkey Party are subtly suppressing this news.

So much so that the reporters of the local media were not very clear about this matter.

Now seeing Abel appear with their own eyes, many people suddenly realized.

Then there were reporters waiting on Alexander's side, and suddenly there were more.

In the campaign office.

Abel smiled and hugged his parents and his father's campaign aide Devine.

"Looks like it's doing well. I see everyone's atmosphere is good."

Abel smiled.

After entering, he could feel that the atmosphere in the whole office was very good.

Everyone is busy, but everyone has a smile on their face.

This means that some of the results that have come out so far are obviously more beneficial to this side.

Devine was the first to intervene, and he said: "Hahaha~ In fact, it is true. There are 363 polling places in Tarrant County. 215 have been counted, and Alexander's vote rate is 53%!"

With 53% of the vote, it looks like the other candidate has 47%, not a sure thing yet.

But actually, because there are four candidates.

The other two non-bipartisan candidates will take away some votes no matter how bad they are.

The two candidates of the two parties can actually get about 80%-90% of the votes.

In this ratio, if you get this number of votes, it can indeed be said that it is basically stable.

Abel smiled and looked at Alexander, who looked calm and proud.

Beside him, Emily smiled and said, "Could it be that my husband is really about to become Tarrant's chief executive?"

"Who can say otherwise?" Abel looked at his mother with a smile: "Dear Madam Chief, good evening, you look so beautiful!"

"Haha~" Emily, who hadn't seen her son for a long time, laughed amused by her son.

The corners of Alexander's calm and gentle mouth couldn't help but tugged.

Alexander looked at the playful son and happy wife in front of him.

He himself became happy.

"Come out, come out!"

In the office, someone suddenly yelled loudly.

"The latest votes are out!! There are a total of 256 unboxed, and Mr. Smith's votes are 56%!"

"Denke of the Donkey Party is only 33%, George of the Green Party is 7%, and the independent candidate Johansen is 4%!"

As the voice fell, the happy atmosphere in the office became stronger again.

The ballot boxes have not all been opened though.

But Alexander has this number of votes, which can be said to have basically stabilized.

Unless the remaining ballot boxes are all votes for Dunker.

Abel looked at his father who was pretending to be calm, and then at his mother who was not pretending to be excited beside him.

He walked over with a smile, held his mother's hand, and looked at his old man again.

"I didn't expect it to be successful. Dad, I really didn't expect you to be able to do such a thing besides hunting."

"Humph~"

Alexander snorted proudly, but didn't answer his words.

Abel also ignored him, this guy is not good at all.

He's in his 50s, but he's a deadly tsundere.

The key body is as strong as a bear, with a white face and a red and thick neck, not cute at all
In contrast, Abel still prefers to talk to Grandpa Alex.

He also somewhat understood why Grandpa and Alexander always quarreled without saying a word.

There is a little bit of conflict in the characters of these two men.

Fortunately, the Smith family has passed down multiple generations. Even if the personality is not right, the family atmosphere is still very good.

Chatted with mom Emily about some things to do at Smith Farm.

About half an hour passed.

Another new call came in.

The ringing of the phone silenced the dozen or so people in the campaign office.

Everyone held their breath, hoping to get the news they wanted most from this phone call.

news of victory.

As Alexander's deputy, Devine has been by the phone.

The phone rang twice, and Dwayne picked it up.

"Hello?"

Dwayne said calmly.

"Mr. Devine? I'm Eisen. There are many people outside and many reporters here. What's the situation?"

Devine was taken aback, this Eisen was a peripheral member of the campaign team.

Devine asked Eisen to watch outside, preparing to wait for Alexander to take office successfully.

Then rally your supporters and throw a victory party in Fort Worth.

Unexpectedly, I called to say this.

"Let me take a look." Devine put down the phone, walked to the window immediately, and looked outside.

Outside, he really saw an astonishing number of reporters.

At least forty or fifty reporters and cameramen surrounded the campaign office.

Dwayne frowned, not knowing what had happened.

Fortunately, at this moment, Abel came to him.

"It should be for me. When I came in just now, I saw that they were very excited to take pictures of me."

Dwayne looked at Abel and suddenly realized.

Although I don't know when it's time for the election.

Alexander did not use Abel's name as a trump card in canvassing.

This once made Dwyane feel very sorry.

Now just because of Abel's appearance, there are so many reporters outside.

Dwyane felt that the Abel card was not used at the time, and Alexander might have considered this situation.

Given the exposure of Abel's public opinion at the time, I really don't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for Alexander in this election.

But now it is different. All the votes have been cast, and the only thing left is to count the votes.

It doesn't matter whether the impact of Abel's appearance is good or bad.

at this time.

Just when Dwayne opened his mouth to say something.

The phone rang again.

Dwayne tried to go to pick it up, but Alexander was at the phone.

Alexander picked up the phone by himself, only to hear a few "hmm" from him calmly.

Then everyone saw Alexander put down the phone and said to everyone.

"363 ballot boxes of 311 polling stations have been counted."

"I got 61% of the vote."

"And just now, Donkey of the Donkey Party and two other candidates congratulated the media on my formal election."

Speaking of this, Alexander pretended to have a calm voice.

It's also a bit broken, and it seems a little excited.

"Everyone, standing before your eyes is the 42nd chief executive of Tarrant County."

(End of this chapter)