I ran for president with scumbag money

"Come on, sit down." Leon stubbed out his cigarette, and shook his head when Alan handed him the cat in his arms.

He wanted to have a good talk with Allen, and it was bound to be a difficult, awkward, conversation that everyone hoped hadn't happened at all, but he didn't want to run away from it.

If you escape once, you will have to face it sooner or later.

"We...well, I'm glad you're back." Leon sat directly on the balcony floor, thinking about it.

Allen sat next to him.

"Really, you just want to say this?" He looked at Leon.

"I'm... a little surprised that you refused my invitation." Leon scratched his head, and immediately realized that this sentence was like an accusation, and then explained, "I'm not blaming anything, I just think that for you, dreams If it's more important, maybe I can help you get a recommendation letter for admission, and you can transfer to another school, Alan."

"Letter of recommendation? Are you going to throw me out?" Allen said angrily.

"Absolutely not!" Leon said, "I just, look..."

He smiled awkwardly and stroked his bangs with one hand, as if expressing helplessness and self-mockery.

He suddenly said: "Someone told me that people's brains are not fully developed before the age of 25, and they can't make good decisions."

"I'm 20 years old, how about you?" Allen asked back.

"Are you twenty?" Leon still remembered the first time he talked to Alan, Alan said he was 19 years old.

"I had my birthday last month," Allen said with a chuckle, looking into the kitchen. "Binney sent me a congratulatory message, and he said, 'Blessings from Leon Morton: 20 years old Happy birthday'."

"My God!" Leon exclaimed in surprise, he really didn't know anything about it.

"Yes, I guess you don't know at all." Seeing his astonished expression, Allen laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.

"I'm sorry, do you want something for your birthday?" Leon tried to remedy the situation.

"No, no need." Allen said, "It's not a birthday, nothing special."

"How lively was your birthday?" Leon asked.

"Very... I was still in high school at the time, and my high school classmates were very enthusiastic. Everyone celebrated their birthday together, even though they claimed that they just wanted to find a legitimate reason to skip class." Allen said, showing nostalgic look, "They gave I prepare presents and make greeting cards."

"You must be very popular," Leon said.

The interpersonal relationship in middle school is relatively simple. Most of the students are still in the stage of only looking at faces. A boy like Alan who is good-looking and has a good temper will not be too popular.

"On my 20th birthday, I spent it alone." Allen ignored it and continued, "No one greeted me again. I was in the room thinking about many things in the past, and I thought that I should actually hate you."

"Well?"

"You beat Kennan," Allen said. "You brought the Hawks down. You made me appear on TV and be laughed at by everyone. I gave everything and I should have a good life. You ruined him. You didn't even think to give me advance notice when you destroyed him."

"I... sorry for screwing up?"

"I'm not so black yet." Allen smiled, stroking the cat unconsciously.

"When I was on TV with Kenan, everyone started to compliment me, my friends tried to get along with me, even though I only had friends with him in extracurricular activities in elementary school, and people who used to hate me tried their best to get along with me. I’m a friend, and there are some people who treat me coldly and say bad things about me behind my back, but they don’t show it, they’re just behind my back... There are also one or two people who really jump out and criticize me, but it’s just to show their personality.”

Leon listened carefully.

"Later, the Hawke family collapsed, and I couldn't stay in school anymore." Allen said, "The people who used to please me became more 'justice' and 'moral' overnight, and they kicked me out of school, but I I'm going to drop out of school again."

"If you change schools..."

Leon was interrupted by Allen just after speaking, he said sharply: "But I don't want to change schools! I don't want to stay in school anymore!"

The cat in his arms was frightened and jumped away with a cry.

This was the first time Leon saw Alan so excited, and he suddenly realized that Alan didn't have any grudges in his heart.

Falling from a high altitude to a trough, the situation in the trough will only be worse, no matter what method he uses to get up.

Allen panted heavily, realizing his gaffe, and gradually calmed down:

"I will help you, and then I will help myself."

"I remember you said before that you want to study mathematics..." Leon said.

Alan interrupted him again, and said calmly: "I remember you said before that you don't like these methods, yes, I remember them all. But Leon, do you think people really care how you became a leader?

"No, what they look at is benefits. It is the economic development after you take office. If you make ten people rich, ten people will vote for you. If you make one hundred thousand people rich, one hundred thousand people will vote for you. If you make the whole country rich Wait 1 money to take - you are the president.

"The workers in the whole state A are waiting for you to bring them to pay, don't let them down, okay?"

Leon was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

He knew it was useless to say anything now.

Allen stood up.

Leon stopped him: "Alan."

"What?" Allen turned around, too fast.

Leon said in a word: "Before, I was sitting in a fried chicken shop with a young man. We both had nothing, and we were willing to go our own way to get the share that others saw as illusory and insignificant. success.

"Now, I miss him so much."

Allen looked at him with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He's still here," he said.

"Dinner," Binny called from outside.

"God, he's really good at finding opportunities, isn't he?" Allen pressed his forehead and smiled.

Leon twitched his lips.

Binny held the plate and glanced at Leon: "Isn't it cold without clothes?"

Only then did Leon realize that his whole body was cold: "Alan, can you lend me a shirt?" He rubbed the corner of his mouth, a little shyly, "I can't wear that one."

"I have, but it doesn't necessarily match your style."

Allen said, walked into the bedroom, and came out with a pink shirt after a while. Leon looked at it and found that there were small flowers embroidered on the corner of the shirt.

He took the shirt and walked into the bathroom when his phone rang with a new message.

From an unknown number.

Leon clicked on it and found that the attachment was a piece of audio:

"About Traver," said Lusa's voice, "I know you targeted me because of him, but can you please stop doing such nonsense?"

"What a ludicrous allegation."

Leon's eyes widened, it was Kelly!

The audio continues to play:

"How can I have a problem with your fiancé?"

"You have something to do with Kelly, right? Bastard, they don't admit it, they all turn a blind eye. Are you going to deny me again? Are you going to laugh at me again?"

"Only once. Only once, and it's the last time, please, just...forgive me and let it go."

—Oh shit, it's Traver.

Leon supported the sink, he listened to the audio over and over again, and finally figured out two things:

First, Traver and Kelly are in his hands.

Second, Lusha's situation is very dangerous!

He could imagine what kind of uproar it would cause if this audio was handed over to Hines. Hines didn't care about any evidence. As long as this audio exists, Kelly is a capital crime in his eyes.

They weren't mother and son.

Leon couldn't believe that Kelly could do such a thing with her prudence.

As for Traver, Leon could use this audio to provoke him and Hines to sit and watch the two kill each other.

This audio allows him to do many things:

He can blackmail Kelly and Traver into giving him more money at the same time.

He can put the audio on the Internet, which will become the biggest scandal of the year in Country X, and Hines has to deal with Kelly.

He can still...

There is no written content in the message, as if deliberately telling Leon not to care so much, just hold the audio.

Leon put on a pink shirt and walked into the living room like a sleepwalker. Binny was setting the plate. He sat down and stared at the table:

The most eye-catching food on the table is a plate of hot chestnut pie.

His hands were shaking.

"Binney," he said angrily, "we have to get Lusa back immediately."

Binny was answering the phone, frowning gravely, and when he hung up, he said to Leon, "What did you just say? - they called, Frank and Meera were attacked, we have to go to the hospital ?”

"Are they all right?"

"It's okay, Oscar is there, maybe it was the right choice to let him sleep there last night." Binny said, "But someone found him, Oscar is a representative of state A, but he appeared in the law firm of state B, or Meera's office, the media is blowing up the conspiracy theories."

He stopped and looked at Leon's pale face worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Leon blurted out, "Let's go to State B quickly."

"You can't leave the union negotiations behind," Allen reminded with a frown. "If there is one absence, Tex and the media will make a big fuss."

"Okay," Leon said, "uh, Alan, can you buy us a moment?"

"After the embarrassing incident last night?" Allen raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"right."

After yesterday's "Attempted Harmony" incident, Alan certainly couldn't be alone with Bud.

They really lack everything, don't they?

Lack of manpower, lack of time, lack of money.

"Okay," Leon calmed down, and said, "I'm going to state B, Binny, you stay here, and continue to attend negotiations with Allen. Is Charles free to pick me up? Has he been attacked again?"

"I contacted Charles, he can take you," Binny said, "but you go alone..."

"Things can't get any worse," Leon said.

He picked up a piece of chestnut pie from the plate, smelled the familiar smell, and his eyes were sore. He rolled his eyes, looked at the two people, and said, "It's more important to eat first."

Then he tried his best to think of a joke: "I'd love to compliment your new cooking, Binny, but I've got too many things on my mind right now to think of words."

"It's never too late to make it up later," Binny said, coming over and putting his hand on his shoulder.

Leon subconsciously opened his hand, making a "snap" sound in the air.

"This is too embarrassing." Immediately, these words came to Leon's mind.

Allen looked at the two men suspiciously.

Binny withdrew his hand quickly, and the look in his eyes was the one Leon didn't like to see the most.

"Sorry, my fault," Binny said, raising his hands and giving Leon a step, "I forgot you warned me."

"fine……"

Leon grumbled and took a bite of the pie.