I ran for president with scumbag money

Charles lives in a high-end community. He needs a key card and fingerprints to enter the building. His house is also very large, with three bedrooms and one living room. There are also details such as a small bar, open kitchen, and cloakroom. The overall visual inspection is no less than two hundred square meters.

Under the admiration eyes of the other two people, Charles chuckled twice, and said in self-deprecating way: "I was going to get married, but—"

He showed a look of "you all understand", and then spread his hands again, making a gesture of "you all understand".

So the two partners showed expressions of "I understand very well" and nodded repeatedly.

This question ended in a pantomime, and there was no more.

Binny and Charles were still working at their computers when Leon emerged from the bathroom, and they had a lot to do tonight besides handling the sign-up process for their employer.

Leon, as the person involved, was also assigned to a joint issue of a newspaper in state A, as tonight's bedtime reading.

After memorizing all the required materials, Leon fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, it was already 03:30 in the morning.

At six o'clock in the morning, the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the room were opened, and Leon struggled to open his eyes, feeling that he was still sleepy, but Binny didn't give him any time, and at the command, Charles began to spray his face. ice water.

Leon sat up in shock: "What's the matter?"

His hair was limp and messy, his eyes were like terrified lambs, staring at the two instigators, he got up with a surge of anger in his chest.

"There's no time to go back to sleep," Binny showed a hideous look in his eyes. The newly changed three-piece suit seemed to fit his body perfectly. If it wasn't for such a good visual effect, Leon would have been on the spot. Kill him, "We're busy."

Charles waved his hand to the door, and a team of makeup artists walked into the bedroom grandly with various tools.

Binny pulled Leon's sleeve, pulled him up, and smiled: "You need to shoot two video advertisements, a set of color photos and a set of black and white photos, we need your face to appear in the eyes of the world in the most charming way, And it’s going to be everywhere.”

Thinking about that scene, Leon couldn't help but get excited.

"Tell me, how much did you invest?" He immediately asked the key question.

"Half of the cost, so don't waste your time. Senior makeup artists are billed by a quarter of an hour."

Leon got up immediately, and the makeup artists circled around him, breakfast, teeth cleaning, hair washing, haircut, beauty treatment, manicure...but he could only listen to orders or sit or stand, gradually from embarrassment to frankness and generosity, Even a little banter with the beautiful female stylist.

With the care of the stylist, Leon's hair is gradually docile and meticulous, and his facial lines have changed from soft to mature. His skin is in excellent condition, and there is almost no need to deal with the details. How to make him look reliable and stable.

When choosing a suit, the makeup artist opened the shelf to reveal a row of high-end suits. Leon only glanced at it, then turned his head and asked, "Where's my white suit from yesterday?"

Binny stood aside and discussed the camera effects with the director, and asked in amazement, "Which suit do you want to wear? Don't you think..."

"Cheap. That's right." Leon nodded, "But as I said, we are going to be close to the people, and 'high-end' will become an obstacle, and I am a poor person."

Binny thought for a while, and said to Charles, "Give that suit a brush and bring it here."

Then, he smiled at Leon: "I just want to remind you that white suits are easy to get dust."

"Then make it spotless." Leon also laughed, "If you can't even manage a suit, how can you manage the world?"

Wow, that's crazy.He was speechless at his last words in his heart.

At the same time, Binny frowned slightly and reminded, "Ray..."

"I know what I know." Leon smiled wryly and spread his hands, "Sorry, it's my fault."

Fortunately, there were no members of the news media in the house, otherwise I don't know how this sentence will be distorted.They need to be careful with what they say and what they do.

If it was another world, Leon would never dare to say such a thing, and would never even think about it.

While the world interferes with his intelligence, it also seems to have a subtle influence on his character.

Binny came over, raised his hands, tightened the hem of Leon's shirt, and fastened the button with his fingers nimbly.

"You're so nervous, Ray, relax. I just wanted to say, you forgot to buy a tie." He smiled, undoing his own tie and wrapping it around Leon's turned-up shirt collar, skillfully tying it Knot, push tight, and turn down the collar.

During the whole process, he paid attention not to touch the opponent's skin.

Even so, Leon was still a little stiff.

Through the fabric, Binny's body temperature was still transmitted, his arms were covered with goosebumps, and even his teeth were chattering.

Binny didn't get a response, so he thought it was all right, so he took a step back, looked at it, and said to himself in confusion: "I always feel that there is still something missing."

He turned his head and saw a bouquet of flowers in a vase on the dressing table, which was a bouquet of blooming roses.

He picked one of the flowers, leaned on Leon's white suit, gestured to the stylist who was hanging aside, and asked, "What do you think?"

The stylists immediately gathered around and chatted.

Binny backed away politely, giving the field to the professionals.

The result of the discussion was that the top buttonhole of the white suit was matched with a blooming red flower.

"I look like Godfather Marlon Brando in old movies." Leon said suspiciously, "Is that reasonable?"

"Everyone likes romance, Ray." Binny walked over and said, "Especially old-fashioned romance like boutonniere, they can accept it."

What's more, the red flower is like a bunch of flames, burning on the white suit worn by the handsome young man, like the only cluster of flames on the ice and snow.

Charles also smiled and praised: "This is also a veritable 'beauty eye'."

"Hey, how are you talking?" Leon feigned anger.

Watches, tie bars, cufflinks.

Leon's suit finally completes the decor.

The stylists admired the young man in front of them and couldn't help nodding. The admiring gazes and conversations never stopped.

Leon's task is to show his image charm, gentlemanly demeanor and charming smile in front of the camera in 360 degrees. Fortunately, his performance is stable and the shooting process is quite fast.

In the later stage, I was frantically editing advertisements.

Leon crossed his arms and looked at the ad, just as Binny looked at his expression.

"I always feel that something is missing." He said to himself.

"This is a perfect advertisement." When the director heard that his efforts were being questioned, he boldly retorted, "It has achieved the best visual effect."

"Yes, it's impeccable, but..."

Impeccable means there is nothing to complain about.

Leon touched his chin, is it necessary to create a black spot on perfection?

No, no, he wants to participate in the election, not to participate in the national idol, he is crazy to mess around like those Internet celebrities who create traffic.

"BGM!" Leon said suddenly, "Binney, the BGM of our advertisement is wrong!"

Why are the big villains in the movie so memorable?Why can everyone be calmed at critical moments?

Because every time they appear on stage, they hide speakers under their clothes!

"We chose the national anthem of country X as the soundtrack. Is there anything wrong?" the director asked doubtfully.

No, it can't be this mediocre soundtrack.

If you want to play, you can play big.

"I want to sing this BGM myself, you can choose which one to choose."

Leon rapped and sang, and immediately let go of his voice and sang the national anthem of country X as a candidate for recording. He only listened to this song once, so the result of singing was terrible.

Every word of them is out of tune!

Even the system couldn't understand how Leon had the face to laugh at the actor's ugly singing.

The song he sang is obviously more ugly, isn't it!

"...very unique." Among the stunned crowd, Binny said slowly.

This is the advantage of being a trusted subordinate. When you are embarrassed, as long as you can close your ears and listen and boast, then no matter what step you take, anyone will understand.

System: "Do you want me to bless your singing voice?"

"What? Are you still there? I thought you were dead." Leon thought to himself.

system:"……"

"The song I just sang was very passionate, but I am more satisfied with the other one." Leon smiled at everyone, and said, "This is the BGM in my mind."

The most brainwashing music Leon had ever heard in the original world was "What Does The Fox Say?" ".

So he changed the lyrics of the song to: "What is the name of the representative of state A in the future? LeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeonLeon..."

A group of people stayed in place, listening to him sing the song "L..."... oh no, it's over.

It was a long 2 minutes, and a group of listeners would rather die than live, and they even wanted to ask for a raise on the spot.

At this time, their employer finally finished singing.

Leon, who stopped his voice, asked deeply: "Tell me, what is left in your mind now?"

"Leon." An absent-minded assistant muttered subconsciously.

"Then which one do you think is more suitable?" Leon smiled.

Is it the national anthem of country X that is out of tune but full of "enthusiasm"?

Or a brainwashing song?

Binny couldn't help pinching his brows, and said, "I don't think this thing is your style, Ray."

"Don't ask. Asking is to gain traffic and topicality." Leon said with a smile, "If there is a hair perm brainwashing machine, I am willing to spend all the money to give each of the people a perm."

"Have you also watched "I'm Not a Heartthrob"?" Someone asked in surprise.

"I haven't read it. But I know one thing: the candidates gave up the media to those stars too early, and they could have occupied half of the social promotion and topic headlines." Leon raised his hand and made a gesture The action of grabbing, saying, "If they care about feathers, then we will. No one will pass up the opportunity to increase traffic for themselves."

Binny thought about it.

Just after one o'clock in the afternoon, all the materials used for promotion have been filmed, and the result is perfect, which makes everyone overjoyed.

"He's going to be the best," concluded the chief stylist.

Leon touched his nose and said with a smile: "Everyone is the best, thanks for your hard work! I invite everyone to drink."

Perhaps because he was approachable, the female stylist who joked with him for a long time couldn't help but said: "Actually, you don't need to run for office at all."

Leon turned to look at her with deep eyes.

The girl was caught by this turning around, and stammered, "It was very, very hard. With your appearance, you can obviously succeed in anything you do."

Leon smiled at her and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

The other party knew that he had said the wrong thing, stuck out his tongue, and backed away in embarrassment.

Binny had originally planned not to finish filming in the morning, but to continue in the evening, but he didn't expect such a fast speed. He and Charles immediately pushed him into the car regardless of Leon's protest.

"I haven't eaten yet..." Leon said pitifully.

"We didn't even eat." Charles said, driving the car, "but the reporters don't care about it. They only know that they are willing to give us a chance in the hotel, and we dare to let them dove."

Binny and Leon were sitting in the back seat together, they kept talking about the precautions when facing reporters, but they gradually became silent.

"What's wrong?" Leon asked.

Binny turned to look at him as the car drove into a tunnel, half obscuring his face in darkness.

"Once the press conference is held, you can't turn back." Although Binny's expression could not be seen clearly, he faced Leon with a serious voice and said, "It is absolutely impossible to leave halfway."

Leon said helplessly, "Binney, why don't you always believe me?"

"Who knows?" Binny turned his head and said, "Because of the filming just now, in a word, you can rely on your face for a living, why do you have to go this way?"

Leon said in a natural tone, "Of course it's because there are things that must be done."

Binny's heart skipped a beat.

When the car drove out of the tunnel, his eyes lit up, and the strong light made him squint his eyes, only to hear Leon beside him say thoughtfully: "'There is something that must be done', um, this sentence That’s right, let’s just use it as my campaign slogan.”

"Not enough." After a long time, Binny smiled and said to him, "If you describe it in your terms, it's just not topical."

At two o'clock sharp, Leon showed up at the International Hotel on time.

Binny booked the most expensive lobby in the hotel, serving meals by the open-air swimming pool, and the reporters drank cocktails, ate at the buffet, and chatted comfortably.

They didn't take the interview itself to heart.

Many of them are even just trainee reporters, using this interview as a photo exercise.

As we all know, the election news of the representative of state A is not as good as the news of popular stars. No one cares about who is the representative of state A. People only expect to see what they want to see.

But now that they have all come, they are still dedicated to their work. When Leon appeared in the lobby, the dense cameras immediately focused on him, and the temperature of the scene was obviously raised by a notch.

The Gein reporters knew that someone held a press conference to run for the election this time, but they didn't expect this person to be so good-looking.

He is handsome and personable, like an angel descending on the world.

Appearance is the topic of conversation!

Appearance is flow!

The reporters, who were still lukewarm, rushed over like bloody zombies and slapped Leon.

"Mr. Morton, what made you decide to run for state A?"

"Mr. Morton, what do you think of the current state A?"

"Mr. Morton, what do you think of the XX incident that is going on?"

……

Leon raised one hand and said with a smile: "Everyone, please be quiet, I need to answer these questions one by one, after all I'm still a little nervous."

The reporters laughed knowingly, and the scene calmed down a lot.

Suddenly a voice asked out of time: "Mr. Morton, do you think the scandal between you and Mr. Hines will help the campaign?"

The author has something to say: These days, the collection is motionless as if dead, I am really nervous than the day Yiping went to Lu’s house to ask for money (hey)

So I would like to ask everyone, "Law Students Dressed as Abusive Literary Sufferers", "Law President, Abusive Former", which one do you think is better between these two names and the current name?I have one more day to change the name.

I think the name "Law students dress up as abusers and suffer" is a little less appealing, but isn't this name more eye-catching now...

I'm really nervous, Fang is dying, I can't calm down, I'm hopeless, I want to die orz