My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Schumacher's timely pause aroused the curiosity of the two people opposite him.

Just a business card.

What else can be special?

"This woman."

He pressed the business card in his hand on the table and slowly pushed it to Ethan: "If you can make her your campaign assistant, your chances of winning will definitely be greatly improved."

"However, it is very difficult."

"For some reasons, she has become less involved in such activities."

Schumacher shook his head: "But the help that person brings will definitely exceed your imagination. Mayor Hopewell should also find a way to communicate with him."

"I suggest you be sincere."

"pay a visit to."

Hearing this, Ethan picked up the business card curiously.

On this simple business card, the name, phone number, job title and address are printed.

"Jenny Kendall."

Nora whispered the name above, frowned and asked, "Isn't this the wife of Mayor Danny Kendall?"

"That's right."

Schumacher drank all the coffee in his cup: "Old Kendall has been the mayor of the town for more than 20 years, and little Kendall has also been the mayor for several years. Although they have passed away, their political legacy is quite rich."

"It's not easy to accept it."

"After losing her husband, Jenny Kendall was no longer interested in these activities, but it would have been better if she had been able to help."

At this point, Schumacher stopped talking.

The meaning is already obvious.

Don’t look at the monk’s face, look at the Buddha’s face, after all, this is a family that has served Banshee Town for more than 20 years, as long as Jenny Kendall is willing to stand up to canvass votes for Ethan and serve as his campaign assistant.

That would be equivalent to Ethan taking over the political legacy of the Kendall family.

A considerable portion of the town voted for him without hesitation out of support and sympathy for the Kendall family.

Nora figured this out instantly.

She immediately looked at Ethan, indicating that he would take down this key figure no matter what.

But the latter's expression looked quite strange.

A bit unexpected.

More of a surprise.

"Um."

Ethan put away the business card in his hand, nodded slowly and said, "I understand. After I finish my work later, I will go over and visit Mrs. Kendall in person. I don't think it will be very difficult."

"very good."

Senator Schumacher gave a thumbs up and said with satisfaction: "You need to have this kind of confidence."

"let's go."

He raised his watch and looked at it: "I have to go to Washington to attend a meeting later."

It would be inconvenient for Nora to participate in the next thing.

Ethan and Schumacher drove to the Republican branch in Banshee Town, where they completed the registration process under the recommendation of the latter. The presence of senior senators naturally attracted many people to watch.

As Ethan, who was led by the senator to join the political party, naturally attracted many interested people to inquire.

Everyone realized that this was a solid guy.

The branch staff congratulated Ethan one after another and kept handing out business cards one after another. He struggled to maintain a smile and dealt with waves of temptations, overtures and other behaviors.

This is the benefit of having referrals.

If it's just Ethan who comes to register, who cares who you are, just throw a form to fill in and that's it.

Ordinary people may become Republicans today and Democrats tomorrow.

No one will pay much attention to this.

And this kind of person who was introduced was destined to be a die-hard member, and since it was the election season, some people had guessed something. It was estimated that this young man wanted to seek a certain position in the town.

After that, Ethan also signed a donation check for US$1,000 to support the branch's work with practical actions.

The operating funds of political parties in the United States basically rely on donations from members or supporters.

I wouldn’t mind even five or ten dollars.

One thousand dollars is a generous enough sum.

Such a generous act drew a round of applause.

Facing the applause, Ethan showed a standard smile. He was not afraid to give a few short speeches, saying that the efforts of the branch staff were more important and that he was very happy to join this great organization.

The flattery made everyone present smile with joy.

There are only a few people here in the branch. I often command a large group of people to fight in Chicago. This kind of scene can only be described as childish.

and Senator Schumacher walked out of the branch building.

The two stopped in front of the vehicle.

"You are a talent." Schumacher looked Ethan up and down and said with a smile: "Those methods just now are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Our electoral system is simply about showing personal charm."

"You can win anything by winning over voters."

"Think of a better campaign slogan."

Stretching out his hand, he said seriously: "I believe you will be fine."

"Thanks."

Ethan held his hand and showed his standard eight teeth: "Everything depends on the help of the senator. I learned a lot from you today."

Who can't do acting?

Anyway, it’s just pretending, just say hello to me and everyone.

Looking at the cars going away, Ethan took out the business card in his pocket. In fact, the biggest help Schumacher provided today was to tell Jenny Kendall's information.

What the other party said is absolutely correct.

With Jenny's help, many things will go very smoothly.

Originally, he had a headache where to find campaign assistants. Only with people who were familiar with campaign matters could all work be carried out quickly. Unexpectedly, he was given a ready-made candidate.

The sun shines brightly on the words Banshee Town High School.

The address is still the old residence.

It seems that after Jenny left for a while, she returned to work in Banshee Town just like herself and returned to her old profession.

Based on my friendship with her, I should be able to convince her to help.

It really doesn't work.

Just increase the strength of your sleepwear.

Putting the business card away, Ethan quickly opened the car door, and the Dodge Challenger roared towards Banshee Town High School. The night was long and there were many dreams, and some things still needed to be implemented as soon as possible.

To be precise, it should be called Banshee Town Middle School.

Junior high school and high school are together.

The sunshine at noon was warm, and many students were scattered in various corners of the campus to bask in the sun and laugh freely.

A dull roar attracted the attention of many people.

That handsome Dodge Challenger triggered a series of sharp whistles.

"Hey."

Seeing the handsome man getting out of the car, the blond cheerleader quickly pulled down the zipper of his jacket, exposing his plump breasts: "Your car is nice, are you interested in taking us for a ride?"

The mature men who drive muscle cars appear to be only a few years older than them.

Plus that handsome face.

The intruder's destructive power on high school girls is undoubtedly huge.

Stopping, Ethan looked to the side. Several blond girls in cheerleading uniforms sitting on outdoor tables and chairs puffed out their chests, showing off their youthful charm.

The Mood for Love at the age of sixteen or seventeen is full of youthful vitality. (End of chapter)