I ran for president with scumbag money

On the night they held a "soup pot party" in Leon, Traver, who passed the Duman test, was also attending a party.

The party had already been prepared, both as a celebration and as a social occasion for Duman to introduce him to various "old friends".

Traver had already washed off the blood stains, changed into a new suit, and was styled. He was handsome and well-dressed, and stood in front of the door to welcome the guests. His appearance made everyone who heard it couldn't help but marvel in their hearts.

The place where the banquet was held was the mansion that Duman had just bought for him. It was said to be a mansion, but more like a castle, with luxury and nobility everywhere, including lawns, parking lots, luxury cars, high-end golf courses, stables and helicopters.

The courteous waiters wearing wigs walked up and down the hall to serve the distinguished guests. In just a few minutes, Traver had already greeted several prospective representatives, senators and other important figures in State B.

Of course, such a grand occasion does not lack figures from the entertainment industry. When the actor and queen appeared at the banquet together, the reporters frantically took pictures and the sound was loud. I am afraid that tomorrow will be the headlines again.

Traver watched them from afar and yawned.

"Mr. Traver, long time no see."

A beautiful voice came from beside him, Traver turned his head, and Kelly was standing in front of him, looking up at him slightly due to the height difference between the two.

He smiled: "Listen, long time no see. May I have the honor to walk with you?"

"Mr. Traver, you are so bold." Kelly smiled dignifiedly and elegantly, she held Traver's arm, but she said flirtatious words, "You know my identity and dare to provoke me, Aren't you afraid that Hines will get angry? This time, you invited him because you knew that I was the only one who would come?"

"I'm just making a bet, otherwise, do you want me to die because of missing?" Traver's eyes were full of smiles.

"There is no need to say such things," Kelly seemed aggrieved. "Anyway, you will never think of me when you don't need help, young Mr. Traver. What do you want now?"

"Don't say that." Traver was impatient in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

It was just an accident that he hooked up with Kelly, but he didn't care to "continue" the accident.

Kelly can bring him money, bring him information about the Hines family, and more importantly, it is very easy for him to master Kelly, almost at his fingertips.

Kelly was his loyal customer very early on, not developed by his father, but the first wealthy customer he single-handedly won.

In social situations, Kelly has always had the title of "The Virgin", which means that she behaves well and never loses her temper at any time.

Once at a banquet, a young girl with the same prominent status taunted Kelly Ming, mocking her for being old and frail. Kelly was very angry in her heart, but she didn't show it at all. For the holy expression of "White Lotus Smile", until the other party leaves bored.

However, Traver keenly discovered that she was not as tolerant and fraternal as the legend said. After a few contacts, Kelly entered the game and took away the "gift" carefully prepared by Traver.

Three months later, the girl was found dead in the saloon of a drug overdose.

Because the girl is not favored, and she is dissolute on weekdays, the family only thinks that she is self-inflicted, and they don't pay too much attention to it.

What's more, no matter how hard you dig, you can't find Kelly.

After this experience, Kelly became addicted to the behavior of "using drugs to control others". She never let go of anyone who contradicted her, who violated her wishes, and who made her lose face.

To Traver's pity, Kelly wasn't bold enough to turn her mind on those around Hines.

But he firmly believes that as long as he pushes a few more times and deepens the temptation, Kelly will listen to him sooner or later and attack the people around Hines.

His favorite target was, of course, Heins' most trusted assistant, Wen Erwin.

It only takes a few seconds to recall these, and Traver continues to get closer to Kelly with "you and me".

Handsome men and women walking arm in arm could have won the favor of reporters, but they just took a look and avoided respectfully.

For reporters, the entertainment industry is always the best choice for the front page, not to mention that Kelly is Hines' stepmother, and no one wants to cause this big trouble.

Tired and crooked more than 1000 words, after getting a sure assurance that Kelly was "not angry", Traver asked the real question: "Do you know Leon Morton?"

Kelly couldn't help but retract her hand.

Of course she knows!

When Hines was still confused about Leon's candidacy, Kelly had already guessed who got the money for Leon's candidacy.

In her opinion, she was completely used by Leon, who lied to her just to ask for money to gain greater social activism.

"He," she said nonchalantly, "used to be one of Hines' lovers, and started doing crazy things after failing to climb/bed."

"Crazy...?" Traver said to himself, and then asked, "Does Hines pay any attention to him?"

If there is anyone in the whole family that Kelly cares about the most, it must be Hines. The difference is that she does not pay attention to Hines in good faith, but always keeps track of his movements and thoughts to ensure that she position is unshakable.

She's been doing really well.

"Hines once went to State A to look for Leon." She replied in an annoyed tone, "In order to get back together, but Leon refused. Later, Leon was suspected of murder, and Hines seemed to lose interest in him."

She was once worried that Leon would use his relationship with Hines as a point of "bad selling" in front of the media.

At that time, she once thought about using drugs to get rid of Leon.

But with Leon sentenced to life in prison, Kelly is relieved.

"You seem to hate him?" Traver keenly observed the subtle changes in Kelly's tone.

"After you meet him, you'll hate him too." Kelly didn't answer the question directly, but slyly shifted the focus.

"Really?" Traver thought about Leon's appearance, and found that he couldn't help but think of Lusha when he thought of the previous things. He quickly dismissed the thought and said, "If you hate him, believe me will have a crush on him.”

Kelly couldn't help laughing.

While talking and joking, Duman appeared beside them like a ghost, stretched his arms around his son's shoulders, and smiled at Kelly: "Sorry, husband, I have to 'borrow' Little Traver for a while, some Very important people need him to know."

Seeing Duman, Kelly felt a little guilty. After all, she was dozens of years older than Traver. If she really pursued responsibility, I believe Duman would only blame her.

She withdrew her hand and said with a sweet smile: "Of course, Mr. Traver's 'business' cannot be delayed because of me."

When Traver was pressed by his father and turned his head, he did not forget to turn his head and wink at Kelly.

Kelly smiled, and clenched her hands, holding the "new goods" that Traver had just delivered to her calmly.

"What a pity," she thought, with a charming smile, "if Traver knows what I'm doing with his new stuff, will he regret it?"

probably not.

She is just an ordinary girl, and to Traver, it should not be as important as the benefits she brings.

How could Kelly, who is used to controlling everything, not know about Lusha's existence?

"Father?"

Knowing nothing, Traver wondered where he was being taken.

"Now is not the time to relax," Duman said, waving his hands vigorously, "Our purpose has been exposed, we want to see you, understand? It's time to let it succeed!"

"But I don't understand..."

"What you have to do is to persuade. Come to a damn analysis, give a speech, and get them done!" Duman said angrily, "I have lost patience with those five people, and I have to solve this problem before the accident happens..."

He brought Traver to a secluded table, where five people sat, and what was obviously incompatible with the lively environment was the quietness here, which was too quiet.

"Come and meet these audit representatives." Duman smiled and pushed his son, and said, "Meet these powerful people, I still have to see their faces."

Among the five people, two were serious and serious, just looked at them coldly, two laughed with them, but they were not flattering, and one wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and complimented: "Young Master Ling is really very handsome."

Duman was smiling, but his gaze was like a beast staring at its prey, and the hand pressing Traver's shoulder was a little hard.

"You can have a good talk," he said, "and Traver will explain to you the need for proper legislation."

When the banquet was over and Duman asked Traver if it was effective, Young could not help but say a little depressed: "They didn't take me seriously?"

"No, they're just too stubborn," Doman said darkly. "I'm proud you brought Edson back, son, but this is your second test."

"Yes," Travert paused, and suddenly shouted to Duman's back: "Dad..."

"what's up?"

Traver hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should tell him about Rusa.

This "hesitating" look made him look like a teenager who just made a mistake with his girlfriend.

Duman asked again.

Traver shook his head, "Nothing."

"Nothing? Well, go all out?" Duman clenched his fist and waved it violently in the air.

"I will."

Time flies fast.

Leon threw the state B investigation matters to Binny, and he searched aimlessly for available materials in the library.

Ai Ruide, who was at the side, packed his books, glanced at him, and said, "I have always believed that the function of religion is like wine, separating the dream of listening from the cruel reality."

"Hmm..." Leon snorted casually.

He really doesn't care about religion, and he doesn't want to be XXXed the next day just because he talked about some beliefs with so-and-so in prison.

He respects freedom of belief, absolutely.

In order to divert Arrad from continuing to express his opinions, Leon sat cross-legged on the floor and said: "I have a ... know a girl who cannot have an abortion because of her faith and state law. It makes her very difficult."

"It's always been like this," Erard said. "There is a large part of conservatives in State B who insist that an unborn baby is also a life, and abortion is tantamount to murder. So the state law prohibits abortion."

"Is the proliferation of drugs allowed?"

"It is also considered from the perspective of life." Ai Ruide put a very thick information book on the floor, and said to Leon, "Not having children is equal to murder, and preventing drug addicts from taking drugs correctly is equal to murder .This is what conservatives in State B are all about: life comes first."

"Didn't you hear the objection?"

"Look, I know a mother who was very poor, she was raped, she was pregnant, she couldn't have an abortion, and because of her poor financial conditions, she couldn't go to other countries to have an abortion, and in the end she had to marry a prisoner, From the moment she knew she couldn't escape, she lied to herself that she had 'love' for that person, and love became a big fig leaf to wrap her in. Basically, that sort of thing," Erard said, " I know many, many such things.

"A lot of girls, they're humiliated, but they have to have a baby, otherwise it's murder, and they end up marrying the abuser, no matter what happened. They say 'the baby is the bond, let them find out' The perpetrators have a good side, a good side, so they voluntarily dedicate their lives to love'."

Leon recalled the foundation of this world, and said dryly: "I think those perpetrators must be very rich."

"That's true." Ai Ruide said thoughtfully, "Theoretically speaking, crimes should exist in two classes. Regardless of whether there is money or not, the probability of crime should be about the same, but the perpetrators with money and status and Instances of victims getting married are higher after all."

Inexplicably, Leon thought of Lusha and shook his head: "The person I know would not do that."

Ered shrugged and said, "I won't be so sure."

He opened the book, pointed out the contents of the book to Leon, and said popular science: "At one time, there were three religions in State B, the Earth Descending religion, the Feitian Ramen religion and the Dundi Shaxian religion..."

"...you wait." Leon said stiffly, and then called the system in his heart.

"Ding Dong, what's the matter, buddy?" The system happily went online.

"Explain to me, explain what he calls Ramen and Shaxian!?"

"Hey buddy, you don't understand this. When we upgraded the 'religious area' of this world, we were greatly hindered: we found that there was an unknowable force ready to XXX us at any time. Fortunately, many Everyone loves ramen noodles and Shaxian snacks, so we..."

"Don't upgrade if you don't have the guts!"

"You can't say that, after all, belief is a personal need, and it is closely related to justice."

"Can you get some names with a B mark? Anyway, this is also a B state!"

"Hi! The names of the last edition were 'Ma La Tang Jiao' and 'Haidilao Jiao'..."

"alright."

Leon disconnected decisively, and showed a false smile to Ered: "Please continue."

"Speaking of this, I have to mention the "Draft for the Establishment of Legal Drug Stations", which is a pending law in State B that has been raging recently," Ered told him. "This basically reflects the core of 'Earth Coming'."

"So, as long as life-oriented is put forward, it is actually very easy to pass this bill in State B? Even if it was proposed by Duman?" Leon asked.

This is something he has long wondered about.

Is it because State B doesn't know what kind of person Duman is, or is it that all members of the Legislative Council were settled by Duman with money? In fact, the opinions of the people are very large?

If it's the latter, he might have more opportunities than he imagined.

"Duman really picked a good place. Maybe he has been preparing for many years. He used his faith." Ered was talking, and suddenly stopped, showing a thoughtful expression, and said to Leon, " By the way, Leon, do you know that this proposal will become law, what is Duman waiting for?"

"Wait...what?" Leon asked back.

"Vote with a show of hands." Ai Ruide looked at him, his eyes flickering, and said, "Just like you participate in the election, five representative judges have to vote with a show of hands. If their votes are all in favor, this bill will be voted on." Passed."

Leon's heart moved: "But the bill has not been passed for a long time, could it be that you have heard that you haven't voted for it yet?"

"It's very possible." Ered leaned towards him excitedly, and said, "There are still representatives opposing him! You can unite with that person and deny Duman's proposal!"

Following his movements, all the books on the side collapsed, almost hitting Leon.

"Oh, sorry!" Ared said loudly, putting the book away again.

"It doesn't matter." When Leon picked up the books, he found that the pile of books collapsed because they were pressing a lot of paper.

Leon picked up a piece of paper and saw that it was densely packed with words.

After a cursory glance, he only saw the title clearly:

A financial crisis is imminent.

"The false prosperity of society is supported by moneyism..."

Ai Ruide grabbed the paper and crumpled it into a ball, smiled with flickering eyes: "It's just a note of nonsense."

"Ereid," Leon looked at him and asked again, "What are you listening to?"

"Me?" Ered scratched his head and smirked, "Librarian."