I ran for president with scumbag money

"Tex said he sent two people, Bud and Philo," Binny gathered up the messy documents, arranged them into a stack, tapped on the table, and asked, "Do you know them, Alan?"

"Evil, Bud." Allen wrinkled his nose and replied in disgust, "He is a troublesome man, a liar, I have dealt with him no less than fifty times, and every time it was a draw."

"Let's go, it's almost time." Binny looked at the time display on his phone.

"Don't be busy," Allen was unmoved, still sitting on the sofa, and said gloomyly, "They will definitely be late anyway. I'm not waiting in the meeting room."

In the past few dealings, he has never been let go.

"Let's just be ourselves." Binny said, stood up, and walked out the door.

They arrived 5 minutes early, and Allen took out his mobile phone, preparing for a long waiting battle.

But when the time came, a sound came from outside the door on time, and Allen glanced at Binny in astonishment.When the door opened, Binny blinked too.

Walking in was Traver, and the Bud they had seen in the photo: a tall, strong, bearded middle-aged man, in a suit and leather shoes, personable, full of personal charm - typical old-fashioned guest.

"Long time no see." Traver said lightly, he pulled a chair and sat down, brushed his hair with his hands, and showed his canine teeth in his smile.

Bud took a seat beside him.

"Why is it you?" Binny stared at Traver.

"Mr. Tex was very angry and said that I didn't get things done, so I applied to wrap up the whole thing." Traver opened his arms, as if all the problems were in his arms, and smiled freely , "Let's talk."

"How's Lusa?" Binny asked.

Because Leon really cared about it.

"Be professional, buddy, we're talking business," Traver said, winking slyly.

The temporary change of negotiators has also been considered in Binny's plan. He thought that Tex might change his plan because of Leon, but no matter what, he didn't realize that it was Traver who appeared swaggeringly. .

Allen had provided all the negotiation experience and the characteristics of the opponent's personnel in dealing with Tex's men before, and Binny also carefully printed them on the materials.Now all this information has been lost, they have to keep up with Traver's thinking out of thin air, and defeat him based on on-site analysis.

From three o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock, they have been arguing with reason, swords and swords hidden in the language.

For the time being, no one has convinced anyone.

"How about it," Traver looked at his watch and suggested, "Let's save the most difficult two points until night, and go to dinner first, how about?"

They stood up, shook hands with cold faces, and used all their strength.

When Allen was shaking hands, he swiped his fingers across Bard's palm, and there was a trace of unnoticed understanding in the other party's eyes.

Bud used the excuse of smoking to advance to the safe corridor, and soon, Allen also sneaked in.

"I realize that you have not fulfilled your promise." After closing the security door and ensuring that no one could eavesdrop or peep, Allen turned to look at Bud.

"Maybe it's because you haven't given me enough." Bud took out a cigarette from his pocket and said calmly.

"Oh? How much do you want?" Allen pulled the tie over rudely, lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at him quickly, looking completely innocent.

"You know." Bud's eyes darkened, and his fingers crossed his neck.

Allen trembled involuntarily, and quickly suppressed it.

From the time of the first negotiation, he had no intention of taking Tex's special commissioner by conventional means.

At that time, the trade unions in state A were in a weak state. After Leon was imprisoned, they didn't have enough bargaining chips at all except for rape and protest.

Let the Tex people take another look, Alan has nothing to do but release his own attractiveness.

Fortunately, he had stayed by Kenan's side and knew how to use himself to deal with this matter.

When he realizes that he is an attractive person and can use this "talent" to obtain all the conditions, there is no turning back.

Gradually, Allen realized how the lower limit fell deeper and deeper once the principle was broken.

This hesitation only lasted for half a day, and was broken by Tex's indifference and contempt in the negotiation, and the momentary fear of "may lose this opportunity".

He knew how to choose someone, how to make an appointment, it was so easy.

He picks Bud between the two because Bud is more experienced and less likely to be replaced by Tex.

Even if Bud should be loyal to Tex, as long as Bud continues to be arrogant and contemptuous, Alan will have a chance.

As it turned out, Allen was right.

"We don't have long." Allen hinted, "At eight o'clock at most, the negotiation will start again. At present, I don't see how much control you have over your companions."

Bud frowned, a flash of headache flashed in his eyes, and quickly disappeared: "He is just a consultant, Mr. Tykes is still my decision. If you fulfill your promise, I will fulfill mine."

Allen clenched his fingers.

"In that case," he took a breath, looked up and smiled, "of course everyone is happy. Where is it?"

Allen knew that all this was bad, and he wouldn't go at all. If Leon knew that things had turned out like this, what expression he would show.

He didn't know if he would have a nervous breakdown when Leon also spurned him.

But as long as he hasn't fallen down, he can only go on like this.

Because he has always only had this method, and he has continued to use it.It's just that such an ancient method is not expected to work so well. Whether it's Kenan Hawke, the state congressman, Tex, or his subordinates, they are all immune to sex bribes/bribery.

Of course, he wasn't really good enough to hook Tex, out of the guts to face Leon when the truth broke out, not because he didn't have a chance.

Bud is really ready for everything, Allen only needs to push halfway.

He was shoved into a car and pinned on the back seat.There was a greedy light in Bud's eyes, and his every move always reminded him of the most disgusting thing when he was with Kenan.

But, that's the 'deal'.

He'd done that 'deal' with Kennan, and now he's doing it again with another guy.

From Binny's point of view, he only knew that Alan was alone when he took the elevator.

There is no way, six o'clock is the rush hour, and the elevator is overcrowded, so Allen let him get off first.

He and Traver, wary of each other, stood in the elevator packed like sardine cans, the door opened, and they came out with the crowd.

"It seems that our partners are all alone," Traver put his hands in his pockets and smiled, "Why don't you have dinner with me?"

"No thanks," Binny said cautiously, not guessing what Traver was up to, nor taking the risk.

He just looked at the elevator, wondering why Alan hadn't come down yet.

"Come on, don't you all know about Lusha?" Traver stretched out his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "For the sake of my generosity in sharing information about my fiancée."

"Fiancee?" Binny brushed off Traver's hand rudely and asked.

"We're getting married soon," Traver didn't care, as if they were classmates he hadn't seen for a long time, "I think she will be very happy to send the invitation to you and Mr. Morton."

And Leon would be very angry when he received this invitation.

"Yeah," Traver said smugly after seeing through Binny's thoughts, "this is the effect I want."

"You just pushed her," Binny said.

"Persecution? What do you think?" Traver laughed, louder and fitter until he coughed.

He wiped the corners of his eyes and continued: "You are wrong, she is like this, she hopes someone can help her lead her life, a strong, rational, rich and capable person can guide her life without being hurt, or only by this Controllable harm to people—that’s exactly who I am.”

"I don't see how you deserve those adjectives," Binny said quietly.

"Hehe, as long as you are better than her." Traver laughed, "Good girl, I have very low requirements."

Binny checked the time on his phone, Alan hadn't come down yet.

Suddenly he understood, or thought he understood, he took a sudden step forward, grabbed Traver by the collar, and asked sharply, "Where is Allen?! Are you... answering me to him!"

"Why are you in such a hurry," Traver said impatiently, "he's a grown man who should know what he's doing."

"What do you mean?" Binny was uncertain and stared at the other party threateningly.

"I don't know, what do you mean?" Traver asked back, looking at him contemptuously, "Even if I'm not interested in Tex's business, I know this is a peace negotiation, right? So you are all Fight? With me?"

Traver really didn't know.Binny realized this.

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his mobile phone, and it showed that he had received a new message. He opened the text message, and it was from Allen:

I have urgent business, sorry, but I will arrive at the meeting room on time.

At this time, Traver had already walked a few meters away, turned to look at him, and asked, "Are you really not going to have dinner together?"

"No," Binny said deadpan.

He felt something strange.

Binny has always believed in his sixth sense, not metaphysics, but that he is really good at discovering some details and linking them subconsciously. When he didn't even know the answer, his brain had already warned him.

He had to call James right away.

James' mood has been very refreshing.

The nature of his work supports remoteness, and he can stay at home and participate in two major events in state A and state B at the same time, which can not only satisfy his sense of manipulation, but also make him feel like a bystander, God's perspective.

It can be summed up in one sentence: his secondary illness is best satisfied.

Now, he is talking to Domon on the phone, instructing him about the interests and hobbies of the state congressman he is about to meet, and what kind of people he likes to hear and what to say.

Frank and Meera have always regarded Domon as Leon's confidant in State B, asserting that he will definitely take away Leon's credit.

James doesn't think so.

Domon is one of the candidates for State B's representative, and he can definitely be a good pawn.

After he was used in the two legal disputes, James has his own way to solve him.

Before the action, in order to play tricks, he even called Leon to apply: "Boss, can I have a part-time job recently?"

"What part-time job?" Leon said, "OK."

"Some program maintenance." James laughed silently, and said, "The information security in State B is really worrying. I can help them here and maintain the privacy of citizens."

"Are you busy?" Leon asked.

"No problem, boss, I sleep well and work a lot."

"Then do it, don't use it to apply." Leon said.

Leon has always been very tolerant of his subordinates. One reason is that he can't fulfill the "salary payment" on time, but everyone from Binny to James has his own arrangements, and no one urges to pay the money quickly, or the team will be disbanded .

Another reason is that, in Leon's view, James is not considered a subordinate, but the former.

James acquiesced that he got the permission, and the application was nothing more than teasing and teasing Leon.

At this time, he said to Domon solemnly: "Probably that much."

"Thank you." Domon said, and when he saw James and Frank's help, he expressed emotion, "I always thought that my luck was over. Fortunately, I met you, and I can continue to represent this road in State B. Go on bravely."

"You're the best, man," James laughs, and later, he's apprehensive enough, "Oh!"

"How?" Domon asked immediately.

"I saw it on the website... Forget it." James said halfway, and then comforted him, "It's nothing, man, don't take it to heart, it's nothing."

"What the hell is it? You have aroused my curiosity." Domon asked anxiously.

"It's just... Hey, as long as you run for election, these discussions are inevitable, right? Saying that you have no education, rude, and incompetent, there is nothing you can do about it. I was scolded more when I was maintaining the game. Miserable, the dog compares the program, the dog compares the plan... It's all trivial." James' words sounded like disapproval, but in fact every word was heart-warming.

Domon immediately tensed up and roared in a low voice: "Those bastards are talking about me on the website again? They just can't stop, can they? These keyboard warriors!"

There was obvious leaked, emotional instability in his voice.

"I just clicked on the website casually, and who knew that all the scandals came into view. Alas, I hope this does not affect our previous relationship." James retreated and sighed as if he felt sorry for Domon, "I'm sorry , There is a call coming in, I will hang up first, goodbye."

He left the restless and angry Domon on the phone, picked up Binny's phone, and said flatteringly, "Handsome, what's the matter?"

"Listen, I don't want to do this all the time. It's an invasion of privacy." Binny fought inwardly, and his first sentence was extremely contradictory.

James trembled in his heart, almost thinking that his plan had been discovered by the other party, and immediately pretended to be stupid: "Huh? How did it change?"

"I asked you to locate a cell phone for me." Binny said, biting his lip.

If it turns out that it was a misunderstanding, full of false alarm and suspicion, how should he apologize to Allen?

"Whose cell phone?" James' heart fell suddenly.

"Alan's...do I need to tell you your cell phone number?"

Binny asked, completely unaware that he was hooking up with an uneasy guy and was locating another even more uneasy guy.

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