My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Two days later.

In the campaign office, Ethan sat in front of the computer and played the Spider card boredly.

The phone next to me kept ringing.

The staff kept answering calls from voters one after another, either inquiring about ways to donate or asking about travel arrangements. Everything seemed extremely cumbersome.

But full of energy.

Ethan shook the bandage hanging on his chest awkwardly, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Some things cannot be taken down easily once they are put on show.

At least for a week, I can only wear this bandage. Although the scratch is almost healed, I still can't throw away this posture. My votes depend on it.

There was a patrol car parked outside the door.

Inside, Emmett sat in extreme boredom, mumbling something.

Based on how well you know him.

This guy was probably bored enough to count the passing cars.

At Ethan's insistence, the campaign office continued to open and would never give in to the forces of evil. In order to avoid accidents, the Banshee Town Police Department sent a police car to stay outside for a long time.

However, the past few days have been calm and nothing happened.

Buzz.

The phone vibrated, attracting his attention.

The caller number is unknown.

He raised his eyebrows and pressed the answer button: "This is Morgan."

"it's me."

Gordon's voice sounded inside, looking very tired: "Mr. Morgan, would you like to come out and have a cup of coffee together?"

"certainly."

Unexpectedly, it was this guy calling. Ethan raised his eyebrows: "Where are you?"

"Outside the door."

He replied briefly and hung up the phone.

He looked outside with a confused look on his face. At this moment, a black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove diagonally across the street. The window was lowered and Gordon nodded to himself.

Seeing this, Ethan picked up his coat and strode out.

The two cars arrived at the town's cafe, one behind the other. When they walked in, people kept saying hello to them.

However, it was obvious that more people nodded and smiled at Ethan.

From time to time, some people clenched their fists.

to show support.

In response, Gordon walked straight to the inner corner with an expressionless expression.

What a coincidence.

It was exactly where Ethan sat when he met with the senator. The two rows of green plants next to him created a very private conversation environment.

"Both of you."

The waitress held the menu and said with a smile: "What can I order?"

"Cafe!"

Ethan responded with a handsome smile: "Sorry to trouble you."

After Gordon also ordered a cup of coffee for himself, the waiter left quickly, and the two sat face to face, looking at each other.

After not seeing each other for two days, the mayor looked very haggard.

He looks like this.

It's not an act.

The election situation went downhill, leaving him mentally and physically exhausted.

Although he was still wearing a decent suit, some small details could still tell that Gordon's recent condition was really average. The collar of his white shirt was a little yellow.

Under the pressure, he had no time to pay attention to his own image.

On the other hand, Ethan, although he looked a little embarrassed with the bandage, he looked fresh and refreshed, and his condition was unknown.

The two of them just sat in silence.

Until the coffee is served.

After the waitress twisted her butt and left, Gordon slowly opened his mouth:

"I want to make a deal with you."

"Um."

Ethan poured fresh milk into the cup and stirred it gently with a small spoon: "I'm listening."

There was silence for a few more seconds.

"I withdraw my candidacy."

There was a sound like wood being scratched, and Gordon said with difficulty: "As a deal, you can't do anything to the three congressmen who support me. They just help me and have no hostility towards you."

The stirring action stalls.

During the rotation, the coffee hit the spoon and slowly stopped.

Ethan blinked and couldn't believe what he heard. This guy actually gave up!

I felt excited and a little confused at the same time. The latest round of poll reports hadn't come out yet, so I didn't expect Gordon to surrender. I mean, he could still struggle.

"Why?"

Picking up the coffee, Ethan took a sip of the aroma.

This is the smell of victory.

Gordon also picked up the coffee, took a bitter sip, frowned and said, "I still have some negotiation capital now, don't I? If some time passes, I'm afraid that all this capital will be gone."

Although the defeat is certain, he can still cause a lot of trouble for Ethan.

Why not show some face and wave the white flag.

Strive for some practical benefits.

Withdrawing from the election has become a natural choice. In some places where people from the same party are fighting fiercely, party bosses will come forward to coordinate with one party to withdraw from the election to avoid losses.

"what do you want?"

Ethan put down the cup and asked in a deep voice.

The other party has already admitted defeat, and he is embarrassed to bully an honest person.

The food appearance should not be too ugly.

"Member?"

Gordon pursed his lips and put forward his conditions.

He was supposed to be a town councilor at the same time. He couldn't afford to lose his position as a councilor if the mayor was gone.

"You have a seat on the town council."

Ethan pondered for a moment, then knocked on the table and said, "But one of the three congressmen on your side has to come down no matter what. I can't let you occupy the majority of seats."

The system is different in every place.

Administrative units at the town level are mostly self-governing, and the number of seats in town councils varies, but they are all an odd number.

The Banshee Town Council has seven seats.

There's no way he could let Gordon occupy four positions and become the majority.

Although Banshee Town has a strong mayor model, some bills still have to be submitted to the council for a vote. He absolutely cannot accept that he will be constrained in what bills he wants to promote in the future.

The swing congressman from before had invited himself to his home for dinner after the stadium rally.

So now I have four votes.

It is impossible to cut oneself.

"I accept." The previous idea was still whimsical, and Gordon agreed bitterly to this condition.

The slightly trembling hand also stretched out.

From now on, he will be a sinecure without even a salary.

However, he has already thought about his future, so he will return to his old profession and open a law firm. With the contacts he has accumulated over the years, he will definitely have no problem making money, and he will also have considerable appeal.

Most of the other congressmen are like this.

Town councilors are not paid, and they all have their own jobs.

"We are not enemies."

Ethan held his hand seriously and said in a deep voice: "Actually, everyone is doing this for the good of this town. Don't forget that I also saved your daughter. We should be friends."

Although not biological.

But Gordon raised Tifa from birth to adulthood, and he was the real father.

So this sentence is not wrong.

Even though it was his job to save people, he still had to bear his share of the responsibility.

"That's right."

Gordon exhaled heavily and forced a smile: "We should indeed be friends. No matter if I lose the election, I can devote more energy to my family."

Quit competing.

There was no longer any conflict between the two.

Now the mayor has also quickly changed his mentality. If you lose, you will lose. Why create a strong enemy for yourself?