America 1982

Stacks of documents were loaded into Dennis's Jeep in a disorderly manner, leaving the police to block the door to prevent the wild boar from escaping the factory. Dennis personally drove the documents and rushed towards the government building.

The photographer obviously didn't notice Dennis leaving and focused on the more attractive factory. After all, Kevin and Frank were having a wrestling battle with several white security guards at the moment.

In Dennis' car, besides the information, only Chris and the trainee whose family had served as county tax commissioner were quickly rummaging through documents.

As the car drove all the way outside the government building, Tommy, Stephen, David and others who had been waiting here gathered around. Tommy stared at Chris, who was still reading even after the car parked:

"How about it?"

"It is certain that they evaded taxes, but they only evaded the taxes of this country, and did not want to evade the share that should be paid to the United States." Chris held up a document and handed it to Tommy, saying: "This The copies were the ledgers of the sugar mills where they recorded what was owed to the workers.”

"The news of exploiting black people as slaves was revealed by its opponents. Even the president can't save Bolton Sugar." Stephen spoke with certainty.

"Go up and take pictures and give them to the lawyer to take away." Tommy gestured to others to help carry the documents upstairs: "The original documents must be kept properly. I guess they will come to ask for them soon. We cannot offend them and must return them in full."

As Tommy expected, within an hour, the director of the sugar factory led the factory security personnel to the government building and demanded the return of various account books that had been forcibly taken away.

"It was you who lacked enough respect for us first! That's why we did this!" Little Fatty David said to the person in charge with a straight face: "You cut off the power without notifying us in advance. This is punishment!"

"You want punishment, don't you? Let the real prime minister of this country stand up, and I will let him see who is being punished for more than 6,000 workers losing their jobs." The person in charge said in a stern tone: "I don't care about you guys Is it a summer camp or some other program? In short, the factory is not a place for children to play around. Hand over the account books and I will allow you to steal electricity to play games, or I will let more than 6,000 unemployed workers come here to listen to your explanation."

David seemed to be frightened by his tone. At this time, he lowered his head and exhaled. Stephen walked in from the door: "David, ask Chris to return the account books to them."

"Stephen~" David looked at Stephen, somewhat unwillingly: "He doesn't respect us."

“Then teach them to respect.” Stephen stood next to David, put his hand on David’s shoulder, and looked at the person in charge with a dull expression: “Zoe found a document, and the United States promised to assist here. Twenty million U.S. dollars, but it has not been realized. We are now contacting the United States. If the other party does not pay back the money, according to the contract, we can shut down the factory."

"You can go and get the account books, but just wait, we will come back to you soon." After hearing Stephen's words, David became energetic and said to the other party in a provocative tone.

…

Caribbean, Barbados.

At the U.S. Embassy in the Caribbean, Zoe sat elegantly waiting in the reception room, next to Kevin who helped provide security.

"Miss Zoe Winters, when I called home, my kids loved your summer camp program so much, but I didn't expect you to show up in front of me, especially Zoe. My wife kept praising you and saying you She is simply the best example of a young lady." A young employee of the embassy walked into the reception room with a smile and took the initiative to greet the two of them: "I am Jody, secretary of the embassy."

Then he waved his hand towards the camera lens next to him that was responsible for recording: "I will also appear on camera, right?"

"Mr. Jodi, I have called countless times before and asked to summon Ambassador Edward Bolton." Zoe shook hands with the other party, and then asked seriously: "But there was no response every time."

"Mr. Edward has returned to China for a physical examination. If you have any questions, can you tell me?"

"Then why don't you guess what I'm going to talk about next?"

"I think it's the financial aid?" Jody laughed: "Come on, kids, that's a lot of money. When the United States does this kind of thing, there is a formal and cumbersome process. It's not like friends. Is it good to give gifts so easily? Let’s put this issue aside, but I can personally adjust two TV sets from the embassy. When I give gifts to the cabinet of high school students, you can take them back to that country, and they will definitely be grateful. Your efforts.”

"We're talking about something serious, aren't we, Mr. Jody?"

"I think maybe you don't need to take it too seriously. It's like a joke. After all, you brought a photographer from an entertainment show."

"Maybe a joke for America, but a disaster for this country."

Zoe lowered her head, and then slowly raised it after a long time: "I wrote in my personal information when I applied for the summer camp that I no longer want to be a well-behaved and sensible lady in the eyes of others, and I don't want to show my face when others make nasty remarks. A good girl who smiles to show that she doesn't care. From the first day I joined the summer camp, I wanted to change, but I was dissuaded and told to wait for a better opportunity. Now I am convinced that now is the opportunity I am waiting for."

"what are you saying?"

"I'm not going to say any more, American bastard! Let you know how a model lady does bad things!" Zoe suddenly threw the coffee in her hand at Jodi, and then slammed the coffee cup to the ground: "I hope your wife When I see this on TV, I will be praised as a lady worthy of all girls to learn from."

…

"Zoe made a big fuss at the U.S. Embassy and is now being detained at the embassy, ​​waiting for her parents to take her back to the country. More than a dozen newspapers have called Lincoln High School, hoping to interview us." Tommy Hawke held a cigarette in his mouth and read. To Stephen.

In the past few days, most of the time other people were on the scene, while Tommy was hiding in his office, keeping a low profile and calm.

"This means that the purpose of your farce to attract attention has been achieved, and it is my turn to appear?"

"Yes, get ready to go to Washington. I asked the newspapers to go to Washington to interview you and Zoe. I have used everything I can think of." Tommy exhaled and leaned lazily on his chair: "Call your father. He should have a way of making sure the whole thing is a comedy."

"Tommy, we should rely on ourselves." Steve frowned slightly: "You commanded very well, there is no need to rely on other forces."

"Don't get me wrong, Stephen, I know your father is a well-known person. I have never thought of using his power. I just need his help to deliver a message."

"what news?"

"To put it simply, it is to notify them in advance and give them buffer time so that they will not be speechless when faced with your questioning, so that they can blame everything on the British."

Stephen picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number: "Dad, I hope you have time to watch Neil Children's Channel recently."

"I saw it. Even the newspaper introduced the new program. You are actually the Minister of Finance, but you don't seem to have any opportunities to appear. My son, the Chief of Police, the Minister of Taxation, the Minister of the Interior and even the Minister of Defense are more attractive." Stephen's father He joked with a smile on the phone.

"How's grandpa doing?"

"As always, lying in a coma in the hospital ward, being kept alive by machines, don't be too sad. Your grandfather has been kept alive like this for seven years. He was trapped in that bed and couldn't move. Don't be too sad about his death."

"I'm not sad, because I haven't seen my grandfather a few times since I was a child. I just want to ask, I am already eighteen years old. As the heir, am I qualified to take some risks that I want to do?" Stephen said calmly. asked into the receiver.

"That depends on what kind of adventure it is, Stephen."

"I am going to Washington to attend the weekly meeting of the Organization of American Cooperation on behalf of St. Vincent. The Reagan administration promised to pay St. Vincent 20 million in aid in exchange for the country's sugar industry. However, the sugar industry was taken away and the United States did not pay. I will go to the weekly meeting as a representative of St. Vincent to condemn the United States and urge them to fulfill the contract."

"Wow, you are much better than those students. This is what you should do. Before, I was worried that you would catch wild boars and steal wires like them. No need to worry now."

"Yes, I want to go to Washington to play house, and then I think you can help me convey this news to the other party, so that they will not be speechless when they arrive."

"Did you come up with the idea of ​​going to Washington to play house?"

"So, it doesn't seem like I could have come up with this idea?"

"Of course you can think of it. The thinking is very clear. Son, that's what politics is. The art of compromise. You impressed me."

Stephen hung up the phone half-heartedly and looked at Tommy: "I didn't realize until just now that he complimented me with admiration for the first time. However, this was not what I expected at all."

"It has to be something you thought of, because no one else can even get through the door of the Washington Convention Hall."