blackstone code
Chapter 818 Victory
Chapter 818 Victory
"The situation is different from what we imagined..."
In the Conservative Party office building not too far from the presidential palace, people from the Conservative Party committee were also watching the vote counting process.
The Conservative Senate with the title of "the stupidest candidate in 30 years" sat quietly in a chair, watching the picture on TV, the excitement in his eyes betrayed the calm expression on his face.
Politics is cruel sometimes because you know it's not good for you to do it, but you have to do it because you have to serve the interests of a higher group, not your own.
It's no fun being called the dumbest candidate of 30 years, but that's his job.
Only when he takes on this job and plays the role of a clown in front of the media, public opinion and society, can he sit more securely under his ass.
Someone once said that as long as you have ideals and perseverance, you can have the power to change this country!
But look at today's Congress, how many independents are there?
There are five in total, and there have always been five, no more, no less.
Their existence is not a reflection of ideals into reality, but just the needs of the Federation people for "fairness".
Their main job is to vote against when everyone votes for it.
When everyone votes no, vote yes.
Abstain in voting when a situation of "confrontation" has formed between the approval and the opposition.
Yes, that's their job, and it's not free at all.
Their existence is precisely to tell people the loose political environment of the federation, and that there are no strict barriers between the federation's social classes.
It's just that everyone knows that if you want to secure your position in Congress, you can't do without the support of the party. The two major federal parties are the most powerful ones. As for the Socialist Party?
Sometimes they exist or they don't exist, and they don't have much value or significance to this society. Maybe when they exist, people think that politics is also free and fair.
perhaps……
Listen to those people above, the Conservative Party will fully support him, the stupidest candidate, to continue to secure his position as a senator. into his account.
So what if he is stupid, at least he is richer than 90.00% of the five people in the Federation!
But it never occurred to him that he, who was destined to run with him from the beginning, would actually be able to get that position.
He knew it was impossible, but at this moment, his heartbeat still accelerated.
He pretended to be reserved, and the latter was indifferent.
He was sitting in the corner, his chin was supported by his hand, his eyes were fixed on the hands of the tellers on the TV screen, and the miracle seemed to have blossomed.
The chairman of the Conservative Party Committee frowned. He got up and left the conference room to go to his office.
He picked up the phone, dialed a number, said a few inconsequential words, and hung up again.
After he returned to the meeting room, he sat down again, "I asked, there will be no accidents, and there are no accidents to happen."
The room returned to a quiet atmosphere, and people's eyes were fixed on the small TV screen, as if there was some rare treasure hidden in it.
When the tellers announced the answer and the Progressives took another state, there was a strange sigh of relief among the Conservatives in the room.
In fact, this situation has exceeded their expectations. They thought that the failure of isolationism would push the Conservative Party to the opposite side of society, but it is hard to imagine that the current situation looks good.
"The Progressives are two states away from securing victory..."
At this time, the Progressive Party finally showed a tendency to win the election, and the muscles on the face of the chairman of the Conservative Party Committee also relaxed a little, and his expression became gentle, not as serious and tense as before.
The idiot candidate who was rarely seen in 30 years sitting at the side was a little disappointed. He turned his head and glanced at the other colleagues, seeing their gratified smiles because "no accidents" showed some dissatisfaction, and quickly closed his eyes some minor dissatisfaction.
His only destiny was to be a senator, and he knew that, because no one would actually fund his presidential campaign, and the committee would not approve it.
The throbbing just now was like a dream, he couldn't remember what happened in the dream, only some traces, traces of melancholy.
The entire country seems to have quieted down because of the stalemate.
At this point, no matter what you do, it's useless.
Not only politicians are nervously waiting for the announcement of the election results, but also the president's funders are anxiously waiting for the results.
Their president spent hundreds of millions on Mr. President. If he loses at this time, it means that everyone's investment will be in vain.
Mr. President will leave politics completely, because no capitalist will invest even a penny in him.
Every general election is a gamble. In previous years, if there was no tacit understanding in the general election, the capitalists behind the presidential candidates on both sides would often spend hundreds of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars to gamble.
For those who win, four years are enough to recover their capital and even start to make money, and another four years will double their investment.
Those who lose can only lick their wounds and wait for the next opportunity.
In a dull, unsettling silence, the Progressives picked up another state.
The expression on Mr. President's face in the conference hall of the Presidential Palace eased a lot, and he gave high-fives or hugs to every staff member around him just like before.
He rested his hands on his chin. On the surface, he was a devout believer. Before he became president, he often appeared in church when he was vice president.
He often appears in public with the priest or the Patriarch, and in the eyes of the people he seems to be a qualified believer.
But only he himself knows that he doesn't believe in that God at all, and all his performance is just to get enough votes from the believers, and he needs these people to stand by him.
At the same time, the embarrassment of the vice president made him unable to stay in the presidential palace like a fool.
The political atmosphere of the Federation is actually quite "harmonious". The winner will become the President of the Federation, and the loser will become the Vice President.
But the vice president has never worked in the presidential palace, which is too aggrieved.
I have been a fool, a fool, and a believer for several years, and I have paid so long in silence, now is the time to pay back.
At this moment, he firmly believed in his heart that there are gods in this world, and prayed that the gods would stop torturing him, and let this election end as soon as possible!
He had never prayed so earnestly and spontaneously, and never had he expected God's response so earnestly.
Maybe his piety moved God, maybe God felt that a presidential believer was more suitable for his faith to spread in this country, and God responded to him.
Without further stalemate, Mr. President, the candidate of the Progressive Party, directly locked the result of the general election with a lead of at least three votes.
While the vote counting continued, Progressive Party officials across the country celebrated and cheered.
The president of the Progressive Party came to power, which is a great thing for politicians in the entire Progressive Party system.
This means that their budgets will be more relaxed, the policies they apply for will be more easily approved, and they will be able to get promoted faster and get more support from capitalists.
Mr. President shook his fist vigorously a few times, and he began to hug every staff member, even the cleaning staff who swept the floor.
A hug and a thank you are enough to explain the excitement in his heart at this time.
Everyone in the conference room breathed a sigh of relief, and then the phone rang. Mr. President was a little surprised, but not surprised.
He picked up the phone, answered a few times and then put it down, "Chairman Fitch called me to congratulate me on winning the election..."
Then there are calls from all over the country and even all over the world.
The governor, the senate, the heads of various departments, and even Emperor Gefla made a hypocritical call to congratulate the president on his victory.
Some people found that on this day, the phone of the Presidential Palace was almost unreachable, and any call would be a busy signal. Everyone wanted to leave a deep impression on Mr. President's heart at this time.
By the time these things were dealt with, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.
After a busy day, everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Lynch was standing beside Mr. President at this time. After he expressed his thoughts, Mr. President was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.
He patted Lynch's arm, "It's better that you think about it comprehensively...", he said, walked to the front of the crowd, clapped his hands, and everyone looked at him.
"Mr. Lynch told me just now that he has booked the lobby on the third floor of the Bupain Hotel, and the chefs have delivered a sumptuous dinner up there, and they are waiting for us."
He also specifically pointed out, "Of course, this is not a celebration ceremony, but just a dinner. I am very grateful to Mr. Lynch for his generosity, so I agreed for everyone."
"You can call your family, or come with us, the bus is on its way..."
Mr. Truman glanced at Lynch who was standing silently beside Mr. President. He felt that if it was in ancient times, Lynch must be a courtier, a villain!
Lynch noticed his gaze, and looked at him almost instinctively.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then smiled and nodded to each other.
As for what they think in their hearts, only they know.
Amid the cheers of the staff, Mr. President boarded the car to the hotel with everyone.
All major TV stations are reporting the election results, and Congress is urgently confirming the final results.
The Conservative Party, which used to love to criticize the Progressive Party, seemed to recognize the fairness and legitimacy of the election this time. They did not question the existence of fraudulent votes, and everything was extremely harmonious...
(End of this chapter)
"The situation is different from what we imagined..."
In the Conservative Party office building not too far from the presidential palace, people from the Conservative Party committee were also watching the vote counting process.
The Conservative Senate with the title of "the stupidest candidate in 30 years" sat quietly in a chair, watching the picture on TV, the excitement in his eyes betrayed the calm expression on his face.
Politics is cruel sometimes because you know it's not good for you to do it, but you have to do it because you have to serve the interests of a higher group, not your own.
It's no fun being called the dumbest candidate of 30 years, but that's his job.
Only when he takes on this job and plays the role of a clown in front of the media, public opinion and society, can he sit more securely under his ass.
Someone once said that as long as you have ideals and perseverance, you can have the power to change this country!
But look at today's Congress, how many independents are there?
There are five in total, and there have always been five, no more, no less.
Their existence is not a reflection of ideals into reality, but just the needs of the Federation people for "fairness".
Their main job is to vote against when everyone votes for it.
When everyone votes no, vote yes.
Abstain in voting when a situation of "confrontation" has formed between the approval and the opposition.
Yes, that's their job, and it's not free at all.
Their existence is precisely to tell people the loose political environment of the federation, and that there are no strict barriers between the federation's social classes.
It's just that everyone knows that if you want to secure your position in Congress, you can't do without the support of the party. The two major federal parties are the most powerful ones. As for the Socialist Party?
Sometimes they exist or they don't exist, and they don't have much value or significance to this society. Maybe when they exist, people think that politics is also free and fair.
perhaps……
Listen to those people above, the Conservative Party will fully support him, the stupidest candidate, to continue to secure his position as a senator. into his account.
So what if he is stupid, at least he is richer than 90.00% of the five people in the Federation!
But it never occurred to him that he, who was destined to run with him from the beginning, would actually be able to get that position.
He knew it was impossible, but at this moment, his heartbeat still accelerated.
He pretended to be reserved, and the latter was indifferent.
He was sitting in the corner, his chin was supported by his hand, his eyes were fixed on the hands of the tellers on the TV screen, and the miracle seemed to have blossomed.
The chairman of the Conservative Party Committee frowned. He got up and left the conference room to go to his office.
He picked up the phone, dialed a number, said a few inconsequential words, and hung up again.
After he returned to the meeting room, he sat down again, "I asked, there will be no accidents, and there are no accidents to happen."
The room returned to a quiet atmosphere, and people's eyes were fixed on the small TV screen, as if there was some rare treasure hidden in it.
When the tellers announced the answer and the Progressives took another state, there was a strange sigh of relief among the Conservatives in the room.
In fact, this situation has exceeded their expectations. They thought that the failure of isolationism would push the Conservative Party to the opposite side of society, but it is hard to imagine that the current situation looks good.
"The Progressives are two states away from securing victory..."
At this time, the Progressive Party finally showed a tendency to win the election, and the muscles on the face of the chairman of the Conservative Party Committee also relaxed a little, and his expression became gentle, not as serious and tense as before.
The idiot candidate who was rarely seen in 30 years sitting at the side was a little disappointed. He turned his head and glanced at the other colleagues, seeing their gratified smiles because "no accidents" showed some dissatisfaction, and quickly closed his eyes some minor dissatisfaction.
His only destiny was to be a senator, and he knew that, because no one would actually fund his presidential campaign, and the committee would not approve it.
The throbbing just now was like a dream, he couldn't remember what happened in the dream, only some traces, traces of melancholy.
The entire country seems to have quieted down because of the stalemate.
At this point, no matter what you do, it's useless.
Not only politicians are nervously waiting for the announcement of the election results, but also the president's funders are anxiously waiting for the results.
Their president spent hundreds of millions on Mr. President. If he loses at this time, it means that everyone's investment will be in vain.
Mr. President will leave politics completely, because no capitalist will invest even a penny in him.
Every general election is a gamble. In previous years, if there was no tacit understanding in the general election, the capitalists behind the presidential candidates on both sides would often spend hundreds of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars to gamble.
For those who win, four years are enough to recover their capital and even start to make money, and another four years will double their investment.
Those who lose can only lick their wounds and wait for the next opportunity.
In a dull, unsettling silence, the Progressives picked up another state.
The expression on Mr. President's face in the conference hall of the Presidential Palace eased a lot, and he gave high-fives or hugs to every staff member around him just like before.
He rested his hands on his chin. On the surface, he was a devout believer. Before he became president, he often appeared in church when he was vice president.
He often appears in public with the priest or the Patriarch, and in the eyes of the people he seems to be a qualified believer.
But only he himself knows that he doesn't believe in that God at all, and all his performance is just to get enough votes from the believers, and he needs these people to stand by him.
At the same time, the embarrassment of the vice president made him unable to stay in the presidential palace like a fool.
The political atmosphere of the Federation is actually quite "harmonious". The winner will become the President of the Federation, and the loser will become the Vice President.
But the vice president has never worked in the presidential palace, which is too aggrieved.
I have been a fool, a fool, and a believer for several years, and I have paid so long in silence, now is the time to pay back.
At this moment, he firmly believed in his heart that there are gods in this world, and prayed that the gods would stop torturing him, and let this election end as soon as possible!
He had never prayed so earnestly and spontaneously, and never had he expected God's response so earnestly.
Maybe his piety moved God, maybe God felt that a presidential believer was more suitable for his faith to spread in this country, and God responded to him.
Without further stalemate, Mr. President, the candidate of the Progressive Party, directly locked the result of the general election with a lead of at least three votes.
While the vote counting continued, Progressive Party officials across the country celebrated and cheered.
The president of the Progressive Party came to power, which is a great thing for politicians in the entire Progressive Party system.
This means that their budgets will be more relaxed, the policies they apply for will be more easily approved, and they will be able to get promoted faster and get more support from capitalists.
Mr. President shook his fist vigorously a few times, and he began to hug every staff member, even the cleaning staff who swept the floor.
A hug and a thank you are enough to explain the excitement in his heart at this time.
Everyone in the conference room breathed a sigh of relief, and then the phone rang. Mr. President was a little surprised, but not surprised.
He picked up the phone, answered a few times and then put it down, "Chairman Fitch called me to congratulate me on winning the election..."
Then there are calls from all over the country and even all over the world.
The governor, the senate, the heads of various departments, and even Emperor Gefla made a hypocritical call to congratulate the president on his victory.
Some people found that on this day, the phone of the Presidential Palace was almost unreachable, and any call would be a busy signal. Everyone wanted to leave a deep impression on Mr. President's heart at this time.
By the time these things were dealt with, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.
After a busy day, everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Lynch was standing beside Mr. President at this time. After he expressed his thoughts, Mr. President was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.
He patted Lynch's arm, "It's better that you think about it comprehensively...", he said, walked to the front of the crowd, clapped his hands, and everyone looked at him.
"Mr. Lynch told me just now that he has booked the lobby on the third floor of the Bupain Hotel, and the chefs have delivered a sumptuous dinner up there, and they are waiting for us."
He also specifically pointed out, "Of course, this is not a celebration ceremony, but just a dinner. I am very grateful to Mr. Lynch for his generosity, so I agreed for everyone."
"You can call your family, or come with us, the bus is on its way..."
Mr. Truman glanced at Lynch who was standing silently beside Mr. President. He felt that if it was in ancient times, Lynch must be a courtier, a villain!
Lynch noticed his gaze, and looked at him almost instinctively.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then smiled and nodded to each other.
As for what they think in their hearts, only they know.
Amid the cheers of the staff, Mr. President boarded the car to the hotel with everyone.
All major TV stations are reporting the election results, and Congress is urgently confirming the final results.
The Conservative Party, which used to love to criticize the Progressive Party, seemed to recognize the fairness and legitimacy of the election this time. They did not question the existence of fraudulent votes, and everything was extremely harmonious...
(End of this chapter)
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