Chapter 195 Winning
The bright sunshine illuminated the Covina City Hall, and many citizens walked there one after another.
Two voting locations, one blue and one red, were erected on both sides of the city hall office building.
Today is voting day in the Covina mayoral election.
Under the camera of the media, Brian took out the ballot with citrus printed on it and put it into the red ballot box.
A security team belonging to the Ferguson family was on standby behind him in case of any eventuality.
On the other side, Owen Nester, wearing an electronic locator bracelet, dropped his ballot into the blue ballot box.
Election voting has officially begun.
A black man glanced at Owen, raised his middle finger at him, and walked firmly towards the red ballot box.
The woman behind spat on the ground and said, "This is a disgusting thing that won't even spare a shemale!"
The Indian woman who followed her corrected: "He strengthened a lizard, I saw it with my own eyes!"
The two men also walked towards the red ballot box.
Over at the blue ballot box, Owen met Raya, an old man from the citrus processing factory.
This is his core support.
Irving said: "I have always believed that you will support me."
Raya glanced at the electronic positioning bracelet on Owen's hand: "I came here this time just to say sorry to you."
Owen's face looked a little ugly: "Those are all false accusations. I don't believe you can't see through these tricks."
"Actually, it doesn't matter." Raya raised his head, pointed to the newly pulled optical cable on the pole, and said: "In your last election, you promised to improve the broadband network, but there was still no action at the end of your term, and your opponent Brian , has not been officially elected, and has solved the fiber optic problem. Do you know how much cost this can save my store on Amazon? ”
He didn't have a choice before, but now he has a new choice. Of course he has to consider his own interests.
Raya strode towards where the red ballot box was, shook hands with Brian first, and then put the ballot in her hand into the ballot box.
By 9:30 a.m., there were queues in front of both ballot boxes.
This mayoral election attracted far more voters than the previous one.
After all, all the citizens of Covina enjoy eating melon.
Of course, the last good show cannot be missed.
The queue for the red ballot box was more than three times longer than that for the blue ballot box.
The outcome is clear at a glance.
This is just a mayoral election in a satellite town. The voting will end in the afternoon, so there is no such thing as a trick like the crossing of the border.
There was nothing the vote counters could do, the gap between the lines on both sides was too big.
On the sidewalk diagonally across from the city hall, Hawke and Edward sat on a bench and watched the voting.
Edward participated in the whole process and was deeply moved. He said: "Boss, if Arnold Schwarzenegger spends 10 million US dollars to hire us to help him, he will definitely succeed in the recall election."
Hawke is very clear-headed: "Schwarzenegger has a team he trusts and will not hire us."
Edward couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Brian is really going to run for president in the future?"
Hawke said: "His grandfather was a senator, and his uncle is now a senator. The uncle's cousin only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. If the third generation wants to join him, Erica cannot go, only Brian can go. ”
He pondered for a moment and further said: "If Covina does well, it will have a constituency. The next step can be to run for city councilor or state legislator, and further away, the representative, senator or Oval Office."
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Edward grasped the key: "When he climbs to a higher position, can we collude with government and businessmen?"
Hawke responded: "Of course."
At 3:30 p.m., voting ended.
The accounting firm responsible for counting the votes officially sealed the mailbox.
Early the next morning, they were counting votes in the hall of the city hall. Those who wanted to watch could monitor the counting on a large screen temporarily erected outside the city hall.
Results will be announced at 2 p.m.
After lunch, Hawke accompanied Brian to the city hall.
Another candidate, Owen Nestor, did not show up at all, and his replacement was Arnold.
The results are clear.
At two o'clock sharp, the results were officially announced.
"Candidate Brian Ferguson received 78.85% of the vote and was officially elected as the new mayor of Covina."
Brian clenched his fists and waved them vigorously a few times, then turned back and hugged Hawke: "We succeeded!"
Hawke smiled and said: "Congratulations, Mayor Brian."
There was a burst of applause from the surroundings. Except for Arnold and others who were exiting, everyone welcomed the new mayor.
Later, Brian came to the door of City Hall and delivered a brief victory speech.
Because of Owen Nestor, media reporters came outside. Hawke did not go out, so he called Edward and left the city hall through the side door.
Brian won the election and the plan was successfully completed.
Hawke got into the commercial car and felt relieved.
Not long after, Brian returned to the car and told Sandra, who got in the car: "This weekend, I will have a party at the mansion in Malibu. I want to reward everyone on the team." Sandra nodded and took the Pick up your cell phone and make a call.
Brian looked at Hawke: "How can I thank you?"
Hawke deliberately hid behind and said, "Don't be like this, okay? I have no interest in men."
"I, Brian, am male and like women!" Brian also took out his mobile phone and called: "Transfer 2 million US dollars to the West Coast Studio. In addition..."
He thought for a while: "Buy a set of the best firearms on the market, from M4 to FN to AK, as well as sniper rifles, shotguns and pistols. Pick the most expensive and best ones and send them to Santa Monica."< br>
The other side responded: "I'll let someone do it."
Brian hung up the phone and said, "How about it, am I interesting?"
Hawke chuckled twice: "The Pentagon released news two years ago that Lockheed Martin was experimenting with a new type of fighter jet. If you are sincere, give me one."
Brian was helpless: "Sell me."
Back at the campaign office, the bank account manager called and a new $2 million was credited to the West Coast Studio's account.
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As for the firearms, Brian was willing to give them away, and Hawke was also happy to receive them.
Planes and stuff, of course I’m joking.
Hawke reminded Brian: "We still have some accounts, let's pay them off as soon as possible."
Brian understood what he said: "I have all the cash ready. You ask the savior to follow Bacon to get it."
Edward came to the office, listened to Hawke's instructions, and then followed Bacon out.
The two withdrew the cash, and Edward drove away alone. He called Michael on the way and made an appointment to meet at Michael's home.
Michael's arm is in a cast and he has gone home to rest.
Arriving in downtown Los Angeles, Edward turned around a few times to make sure there was no tail behind him, and then entered Michael's rented apartment.
Michael saw him coming in and said: "A few days ago, the lawyer had the first out-of-court mediation with Irving, and they were willing to compensate me US$50,000."
Edward locked the apartment door, looked serious, and asked: "What do you mean?"
Michael said: "I listen to you."
"50,000 US dollars is too little. If we delay for a while, we should be able to get more than 100,000 US dollars." The former Hei Xiaoshuai stayed with Hawke for more than a year and was greatly affected. In addition, he also gained confidence. , what he said was very convincing: "Our goal has been achieved in this matter, don't be too greedy."
He opened the bag he brought, took out the cash inside, and put it on the table: "The boss originally promised $10,000, but you did a great job. This is $20,000 in cash. Keep it."
Michael was sure that his childhood friend was really prosperous and said: "If there is a job like this again, keep looking for me."
Edward reminded: "Remember, watch your mouth."
Michael responded: "You know me, I never talk nonsense."
Edward also needs reliable manpower. They can only do some low-end jobs, and the status of homeless people is also very restrictive.
He said directly: "I will help you solve your work problems. You work hard. It will not be easy for us to get out of Compton. Don't go the wrong way."
Michael looked at the 20,000 US dollars in front of him and the tens of thousands of US dollars that he might get in the future, and felt that the future was bright: "If you need anything, just call me."
Edward didn't stay long and went downstairs to contact Navas and his son again.
He had just made a call to arrange a meeting when his cell phone rang.
Deborah called: "Can you come back today? I call you every day and say you are busy at work. You have disappeared for more than a week."
Edward was helpless and explained: "I'm really working and I can't leave here."
Deborah asked repeatedly with dissatisfaction: "Can I go back to Brentwood today?"
"I don't have time today." Edward thought for a while: "Tomorrow... tomorrow depends on the situation, I will call you then."
Deborah over there didn't say anything more and hung up the phone directly.
Edward sighed, started the car and drove to a parking lot. After confirming again that there was no tail, the car turned into the parking lot.
He found a secluded spot to park and made a phone call.
Not long after, Navas and his son drove over and got into Edward's car.
They had last seen Edward and knew him as the driver.
Edward glanced at little Navas: "Is the injury healed?"
Little Navas pointed to his red nose: "Except for the bridge of the nose, the rest are all flesh injuries. I am young and heal quickly."
Edward picked up the leather bag under the passenger seat and handed it to Navas Navas: "The boss is very satisfied with your performance. In addition to the agreed upon $50,000, he gave you an additional $30,000."
Old Navas opened the bag, counted the money inside, and made sure it was all real money. He quickly said: "Thank you."
Little Navas came over and looked at the money and said: "Sir, you and your boss are both good and trustworthy people, a hundred times better than those perverts in Hollywood!"
"There are also good people in Hollywood." Edward said: "Director Ethan is a good person."
Navas Jr. thought of the artistic director and said: "He called me the day before yesterday and asked me to go to the crew for an audition next month. The role script and role requirements were all carefully explained."
Edward smiled with two big white teeth: "I wish you will become a big star soon."
(End of chapter)