Chapter 452
Chapter 452: Chapter 481: I thought they were joking…
Translator: 549690339
Joseph Ruder. Ruder lived in Sugar City in the southwest of Houston. Sugar City was a very livable community in Houston. Because it was very popular with immigrants, people were mixed. Most of them were foreigners, especially Asians, it was said that the number of Asians living here was more than 34% .
Although it was said to be the most suitable small city in North America, most of it was for ordinary families. Most of the people living here were ordinary families with annual income of only one million federal dollars… HMM … For ordinary families…
Big shots usually rarely lived in this place. Many people thought that old Joseph was just putting on a show to prove to the world that he was a clean mayor when he retired in this civilian land…
At this time, Old Joseph went home alone after buying vegetables and began to record the price fluctuations and the talk about life that he heard while walking.
In the three years since he retired, he had not been idle. Every day, he collected the thoughts of the middle and low-level people in this community that best reflected the feelings of the people. He knew that only in this kind of place… Only by paying more attention could he know what the ordinary people really needed and what they were dissatisfied with at the moment… …
Now that the internet was developed, even without the support of large capital, private fundraising was a good way to go. Although there were now people who supported him, the other party’s conditions did not conform to the original intention of his administration. If he could.., he still did not want to make too big a deal with the capitalists who had contacted him a few days ago.
Through the initial announcement and speech, the results of the fundraising these days were very good. It seemed to be enough to support him to refuse some bosses’deeper deals. The facts proved that his efforts over the past three years were not in vain…
Today, he was busier than usual, because he still had to consolidate all the diary information that he had kept during his years of living in Sugar City.
From tomorrow onwards, he would move to the administrative district and devote himself to the campaign… …
However… … When he returned, he saw a few uninvited guests!
When Old Joseph first found out that there were people in the house, a hint of surprise and panic flashed through his eyes. He thought to himself, could it be that the Heisley family did not follow the rules and sent assassins?
But the next second, he felt that it didn’t make sense…
This wasn’t how political games were played. Everyone had a basic bottom line. If someone couldn’t win the vote and send assassins to kill the other side, how would the game be played? Why would everyone still try to get votes? Wouldn’t it be better if they competed to see which family’s private armed forces were more powerful?
North America’s voting system had developed for hundreds of years. Although it was heavily played by the capital Giants, the basic rules would still be enforced. Hiring assassins to kill people was the most despicable and unrecognized method. After all, everyone was mortal, who Wouldn’t die with a single shot? If they all used terrorist assassination methods, who would be able to stand it?
Of course, it wasn’t that there weren’t officials who were shot to death. Even the president was killed. However, the person who was in power first didn’t need to follow the rules.
If the capitalists helped you get to power, and you helped the capitalists gain benefits, this was a business. If you didn’t admit to it afterward, then others would naturally be able to use underhanded methods. Other than that, anyone who used such inferior methods would be isolated, the Heathley family had a great reputation in Texas. They would definitely not do such a thing.
If they were not sent by their political enemies, could they be thieves?
Old Joseph took a deep breath and slowly walked in. He was already sixty-five years old this year. It was definitely not a good choice to run away at this age… …
He walked into the living room and glanced at the three people across from him. Two women and a man. Judging from their skin color, they were all Asian, and the doubts in his heart grew.
There were quite a number of Asian immigrants in Sugar City. Those who could emigrate had a decent family background. It was rare for them to break into houses and Rob People. If it were a few black people here, he would be a little afraid.
“Mister… Joseph?”Goudan Wang asked in English that he was not familiar with.
Joseph was stunned when he heard that. The two people beside him were also shocked by Goudan’s English. They looked at her in a daze… …
When Goudan saw that everyone was looking at her, he became even more nervous. His pronunciation became more distorted as he said, “To discuss with oil…”
When little cabbage heard that, she covered her face and could not help but whisper, “With your standard of speaking, you actually studied English teaching? After you graduate, is there really a school that wants you? No… can you graduate?”
“Ahem…”Wang Guodan’s face turned red and he said softly, “I haven’t used it for a long time. I’m a little rusty…”
The emperor of the liver said, “This… doesn’t have much to do with being Rusty, right?”
“Why are you looking for me?”Seeing that everyone was talking about old Joseph in fluent Huazhong language, he asked.
“You know Chinese?”Goudan asked blankly.
Old Joseph smiled slightly. Judging from the silly looks of these children, they were probably not fierce people. Perhaps they were here to play a prank. When he thought of this, he felt slightly relieved, he smiled and said, “I’ve been to the beautiful Xiamen in central China. I was an ambassador there for two years…”
“Look at them!”Little cabbage glared at Goudan in disappointment. “Two years. Chinese is six times better than Fujian. Look at you. Four years. What did you learn in college?”
Goudan: “Woo…”
“Hey Kids…”Old Joseph clapped his hands and smiled. “Is there anything else? I’m very busy… today is not Halloween. There is no candy for troublemakers…”
“Oh, OH, and, and, let me ask you something…”little cabbage turned around and asked curiously, “What are these used for in your diary?”As she said that, she pointed to a pile of diary that she had developed next to her… …
She had just looked at the things in the diary. They were all about some policies and how everyone felt after the price changes. The diary recorded a lot of people, there were doctors, civil servants, programmers, chefs, and even some Mexican waiters who had sneaked over the wall.
Old Joseph looked at the diary that he had tidied up and frowned. “It’s not polite to sneak into other people’s things…”
“Old Sir, it’s better to answer the question…”little cabbage reached out and slightly clenched her fist. The door that was not closed behind old Joseph closed with a bang…
Old Joseph was shocked when he saw this. He cried out involuntarily, “Extraordinary People?”
Could it be that he was wrong? These children were really assassins. But… Although the Heathley family had some influence, old Joseph still did not believe that they had extraordinary people.
At present, all the extraordinary people in North America were in the hands of those big bosses. These small forces did not have the qualifications to hire them… …
“Who… Are you people?”
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“What did you say? Yunshan disciple came here?”On the other side, in the Huang family’s villa, Huang Chengde, who had just returned from handling some matters, was shocked when he heard his son mention this matter. He quickly asked, “Where is he?”
“He said… He helped us… solve the problem…”Huang Shixin said with his head lowered… …
“What problem?”Huang Chengde suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart… …
“Uh…”Huang Shixin’s head shrunk even deeper when he heard that, he said carefully, “I… I was just chatting with my cousin… i… I told him about your recent headache about the mayoral election. In the end, those disciples from Yunshan said that they could help solve the problem…”
“He… They said how to solve it?”Huang Chengde saw that his son’s head was about to shrink into his clothes, and the ominous feeling in his heart grew stronger…
“They… they… asked for old Joseph’s address…”
“I. . .”Huang Chengde choked and almost choked to death, but he still retained a trace of hope in his heart and asked, “You… didn’t give the real address, right?”
“I. . . I thought they were joking…”Huang Shixin instantly revealed a mournful expression.
Clang!
This time, Huang Chengde could no longer hold it in. He only felt his vision go black and he fainted on the ground with a clang…