I ran for president with scumbag money

"I found that you are not so busy recently, and you still have time to treat me to dinner." Leon said with a smile when he sat down.

"That's a strange thing to say, haven't I been by your side all the time?" Binny said.

He changed into a new suit, a dark blue three-piece suit, which perfectly complemented his figure.

Leon took a hard look, and was laughed at: "It looks so good-looking, are you going on a blind date?"

"I've always been like this." Binny glanced at him and said hesitantly, "What's the problem?"

"No, occasionally I want to see you in casual clothes, always in a suit, and feel like you are at work all the time." Leon spread his hands, and added, "I think you look handsome in a suit, and you can also think that I am jealous."

Binny smiled: "Well, it was my mistake, I should have applied for your opinion before."

On the contrary, Leon wore a set of casual clothes, jeans, a white shirt, a beige sports jacket, and a pair of sunglasses, making him look more like a college student whose rebellious period has not ended.

But real college students can't afford the high consumption of this restaurant. When Leon saw Dianping shows that the cheapest red wine here cost [-] bottles, he already felt that it was not worth it.

"I thought you'd be looking for an affordable restaurant," he hinted.

“Kevin pays for our dinners,” laughs Binny. “He says swiping his credit card at cheap restaurants hurts his reputation.”

Leon blinked, and asked suspiciously: "He pays the money, why doesn't he come to eat together?"

"He dare not."

The three words reminded Leon of the fear of being dominated by the system. He shook his head and did not mention it again: "We can take him out for a picnic in the future, and outdoor barbecues are also good."

"And fishing."

"Back then you couldn't wear a suit."

"Even if I wear a suit and barbecue outdoors, I can still avoid a little soot."

"I don't believe it." Leon shook his head with a smile. Outdoor barbecues are extremely lethal to clothes. "Unless you want to stand aside and watch Kevin and I burn an entire lawn."

Binny opened the menu with a smile, and put his hand in front of Leon's eyes: "So you don't drink anymore?"

"It depends on whether there are any arrangements for the evening."

Binny paused, then said nonchalantly, "I've booked a ticket for the planetarium."

"Planetarium?" Before Leon finished speaking, he suddenly felt a gaze behind him. He turned his head, and his eyes fell on the guests who came in. The blood rushed to his brain instantly, and many memory fragments flooded up, rolling in front of his eyes for a while:

"Your name is Leon Morton? You have a nice face."

"If you shout again, no one will come to save you. Do you know why? You offended someone who shouldn't be offended."

"Open your mouth and swallow it for me!"

"Yo, quite stubborn."

"Anyway, the funder doesn't care, so it doesn't matter if you kill him?"

……

He thought he didn't care.

He really thought that he wasn't that person, so he wouldn't empathize with him, just like he had no feelings for Hines, no affection for Lanser, no prejudice against Edith, he even made a mistake and locked him in the warehouse perpetrators.

He thought there was no difference this time, starting from scratch, his goal was the highest position in the country.

It's a pity that the reason is so considered, but the emotions are out of control.

All the emotions that I hadn't felt when I met Tim exploded when I met this man.

He remembered, it wasn't Vivienne or Hines' sister who locked him, Leon Morton in the warehouse, but——

"Leon?" Binny felt that the person opposite was in a bad mood, and shouted, "What's wrong with you?"

Following his gaze, what he saw was a young man in the same suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He sat down calmly surrounded by a crowd of stars, and with a smile on his face, he calmly dealt with those fawning friends. smiley.

A waiter walked past Leon with a wine bottle and a glass. Leon stood up suddenly, took the bottle and glass away, filled the glass with wine, and walked towards the group of people with the glass.

"Leon?" Binny stood up, hesitating whether to stop him.

Recently, Leon's anger has gradually not shown as much as before. To be exact, after Edith left, part of his passion seemed to be extinguished. Binny didn't say anything, but he knew The Leon who stood in State A and gave a speech for the first time may not be satisfied with what Leon in State B did.

There is still a knot in Leon's heart that has not been untied, or rather, it has always been there, but it will be ignored.

Binny was only a few seconds late, and Leon had already walked quickly to the table and even sat down on the chair: "Long time no see." He smiled at the young man, "It's been too long."

"Who are you?" The other party asked indifferently.

"You don't know me? You're lying, Mr. Cindy." Leon raised his hand and took off his glasses, revealing his covered golden eyes and the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, and said meaningfully, "I But I remember you, thinking about you day and night."

Binny stopped moving.

"Mr. Cindy?" The person who was about to scold Leon paused and asked weakly.

Leon spoke as if he had some unexplainable relationship with Cindy. This person immediately thought of Hines. People in their small circle were either rich or expensive, and they were not someone he could afford to offend. He had already Don't dare to disturb them any more.

"I can't remember, there are too few people who can make me remember."

Before he finished speaking, Leon stood up, turned over the wine in his hand and poured it from Cindy's hair.

"Can you remember now?" he asked amiably.

The scene was suddenly in chaos. To be precise, the people who followed Cindy into the restaurant were in chaos. Some of them were asking the waiter to get towels, and some were trying to grab Leon's collar. If he dared to attack, he had no choice but to pretend to be intimidating.

"If you still can't remember—" Leon grabbed the knife on the table and stabbed Cindy hard in the chest, "then work harder!"

"Leon!"

He felt the knife in his hand blocked, he was dragged aside, and—he laughed wildly.

He knew that something was wrong, he was out of control, and he was caught by reporters. No, no reporters are needed. As long as anyone here takes a video and posts it on the Internet, his political career will face a storm. should not.

However, as soon as he thought that Laiguo could directly take away the opponent's life, the pleasure dominated his limbs, making him unable to stop at all.

"System, you can't help me control it a little bit—" Leon subconsciously shouted this sentence in his heart.

It wasn't his anger, at least not his.

But it took all his strength to suppress it.

This feeling of being manipulated was too annoying, mixed with the tumbling hatred, Leon covered his head and yelled out.

When he was conscious, he was sitting in the small garden outside the restaurant, surrounded by plants, very hidden, Binny supported him, leaned close to his face, and looked at him intently.

For a moment, Leon held his breath.

Binny just rolled his eyelids and looked into his eyes.

A gust of wind blew by, Leon shivered, and realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat, as if he was wearing a cold shell that sucked heat, his fingers curled up.

Binny naturally took off his suit jacket and put it on his back, still holding his hand, watching his reaction: "Leon?"

"I'll throw you out." Leon said, looking at his hands.

"I don't care," Binny replied, and after a pause, he asked again, "Would you like a cigarette?"

"……it is good."

With a sound of "click", Leon slowly exhaled white smoke with the lit cigarette between his hands, his distracted eyes concentrated like this.

"I'm not dreaming." He said to himself.

Binny put the lighter in his pocket, and still held him with the other hand, which was very warm: "How do you feel?"

"Is Cindy gone?"

Leon stood up, let go of Binny's hand, and walked to the plant. Through the fat leaves of the landscape tree, he saw Cindy walking out of the restaurant door.

The other party must have been delayed in leaving by the wine poured on his head.

Leon walked out, swept by like the wind, halfway, the suit slid from his shoulders to the ground, and he didn't stop.

The gaffe just now was not a demonstration at all, it was a shame, and he had to redeem everything.

He stood in front of Cindy again. In order to resist the urge to press the cigarette butt in the other's face, he stubbed out the cigarette and held the cigarette butt in his hand.

"You are Leon." This time, before he could speak, the other party said first, "Leon Morton, the representative of State A." He said with a half-smile, "I never thought, what are you doing as the representative of State A? "

Leon smiled at him, clenched his fingers, and said uncontrollably again: "Of course it is to confiscate Haines' property and drive you all out of the country."

no--

Leon tensed his face. He obviously came to apologize for what happened just now. In order to clean up the mess he caused, he had to apologize, otherwise there would be headlines tomorrow, and the old affairs between him and Hines would be dragged out Big book special book, just like whipping a corpse.

"It's not my fault, buddy, it's you who wanted to do this." The system defended innocently in his heart.

"That's not what I wanted to say!" Leon gritted his teeth.

But once distracted, Cindy laughed out loud: "Wow, I have a lot of ambition."

Indeed, in his opinion, Leon's words were nothing more than the nonsense of a crazy underling.

"Come on, do it well." He blinked and said, "But before that, Hines is already a power that the president can't touch. You have to be careful, there are 'warehouses' everywhere in this country. "

Leon stepped back and bumped into Binny, who stabilized his body and glared at Cindy.

The latter smiled and stepped into the car.

"Is he your enemy?" Binny asked.

"No."

The system is...

Leon didn't know how much his thinking system could hear, this time he didn't call the system, and the system didn't come out to speak again.

But he could never forget the feeling of being controlled and involuntary.

The next meal was tasteless, wasting 2000 yuan for a lobster and 900 yuan for a steak. In fact, Leon already wanted to eat at a street stall by the side of the road when he ate half of the meal. Poking around on the plate, poking lobster and steak into a rotting mess.

"Let's go outside and eat hot dogs," Binny suggested. "We can sit on a bench by the side of the road, and you can smoke."

"Okay." Leon said sullenly, losing interest in responding with some teasing words.