Reborn American Giants

In the newly renovated press conference room in the former Ministry of Education building, now the San Salvador City Council building, basically all the major media in El Salvador sent their staff, wanting to know the results of the by-election as soon as possible.

The official name of this press conference room is the Juan Lindo Room, which refers to the first president of El Salvador after independence, while parliamentary reporters privately call it the "February Room", which means that El Salvador officially became president in February 1941.

The days of independence.

The election in El Salvador is still in the pre-publicity stage. In this huge "Colosseum", the two parties have not shown their fangs to bite each other. They are just raising their hands in the air and circling around the edge of the venue.

It arouses the emotions of the audience in the stands, making them excited and excited. At the same time, they are on full alert, secretly sizing up their opponents, looking for a flaw that can kill them with a single blow.

The media is always looking for news of interest to the public, and this by-election, which took place before the general election, was described by the media as an appetizer before the general election. The people only saw who was elected in the end, but the media went into depth.

Discover the meaning and extend it to next year

The weather vane of the presidential election is whether Jose can successfully "take over" the Independence Palace, or whether Robert can make a comeback. This city council by-election will become the latest ray of light revealed in the fog, which can make people vaguely understand.

Peep into the secrets hidden deep in the mist.

Lellanos stood on the podium at the front of the hall, holding a brown manila paper bag in his hand. The media reporters below wished they could grab the bag containing the final results, and then do it without everyone noticing.

When they knew it, they were the first to publish the contents. Of course, this was just their "imagination", but the anxiety and desire revealed in their eyes when they looked at him made Lelianos full of satisfaction.

He stretched out his hand to straighten his neat tie, coughed slightly, and moved his head closer to the microphone. In an instant, he was drowned by flashes of light. The reporters pressed the shutters of their cameras desperately. They were going to take a photo tonight.

They took back a lot of photos and carefully selected a few representative ones to be the headline pictures tomorrow morning, so they would not be stingy with a little bit of film.

Lelianos's eyes were blinded by the flash. Even though he often faced the media, he was a little uncomfortable with such a huge amount of bright light. He squinted slightly, and his steady and thick voice came through.

The microphone spread throughout the press conference room...

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Let Drew stay alone in the office and pray for God's blessing. This gamble determines his fate. If he goes forward, he will be a step into heaven, and if he retreats, it will be an abyss. If he fails, he will probably want to continue to eat the media's bowl in the future.

It's impossible to eat.

The door of the office was suddenly pushed open with great force. Just when Drew was about to yell and tell this employee who disturbed his peace to get out, Tanko, an old employee of the newspaper office who was promoted by him, said to him eagerly.

: "Drew, the results are being announced, come out quickly..." After shouting this sentence, Tanko didn't wait for his answer, threw away the doorknob he was holding, and left like the wind.

"Here it comes," Drew's hands on the desk were trembling slightly. He clasped his hands and squeezed them hard, hoping to calm the excitement in his heart. He stood up, hesitated, and stretched out his hand to wipe

I straightened my slightly messy hair, tidied my somewhat wrinkled clothes, and walked out of the office.

All the staff gathered around the TV, looking attentive. No one noticed that their leader was standing behind them. On the TV, the "Weekend Watch" program was live broadcasting the announcement of the final results of the city council by-election.

I only saw that the press hall full of Spanish classical architectural style was crowded with people. The gas breathed out by the large number of people gave the entire hall a warm feeling. The entire hall was filled with a nervous atmosphere, surrounded by a bunch of people.

On a wooden press platform surrounded by a huge purple cosmos, City Council Speaker Lellanos calmly took out a piece of white A4 paper from a paper bag. Behind him were two crossed Salvadoran flags and a municipal

logo.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to your presence today. As the Supervisor of the Election Committee of the City Council, I am honored to announce to you today the results of the by-election for the 28th District of San Salvador City."

"After intense and rigorous vote counting by the staff, there were 62,417 registered voters in the 28th District, with a total of 57,422 qualified votes. Among them, Mr. Dalvitone Brown, the candidate of the Nationalist Republican Alliance, received a total of 22,444

According to the vote, Mr. Orisdel Toto, the candidate of the National Unity Alliance, received 4,215 votes, and Mr. Larreso Bacaresa, the candidate of the Christian Democratic Party, received 30,763 votes."

“Because there is already a candidate who has successfully obtained 50% of the votes, there is no need to enter the second round of voting. I am honored to announce that Mr. Larreso, the candidate from the Christian Democratic Party, surpassed his opponent by 10%.

With a support rate of seven, he was successfully elected as the parliamentary representative of the 28th District. Let us all congratulate him..."

The camera switched back to the studio, and Fred said to another invited commentator with a smile on his face: "Harold, it seems that your opinion polls are really accurate. The Christian Democrats' pull

Reso leads his opponent by 7 percent, which is really close to your prediction of 5 percent."

"Haha, thank you very much for the compliment. The reason why our predictions are so accurate is that in addition to sending a large number of staff to collect relevant real data, we also have a special model specially developed and set certain variables.

Data, numbers don't lie, will be collected

The obtained data is input into this model, and the numbers obtained are basically similar to the real results..." Harold, who came from the Adrian Data Research Center, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and was getting ready.

He was doing a round of advertising for his company, but was interrupted in time by Fred.

As a senior host, Fred has encountered many invited guests who want to include "private goods" in their programs. Although it is a live broadcast program, Fred's skilled experience always makes him

Able to control the entire scene with ease, he ignored Harold's interruption and spoke.

With a somewhat resentful expression, "Let us thank Harold for explaining it to us, Maceda," he turned to another guest, Maceda, a professor from the National University of El Salvador, and said enthusiastically: "Can you

Let me explain to the audience, what other impacts does the Christian Democrats’ victory have?”…

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Everyone in the editor's office could no longer care that the "Weekend Observation" program on the TV was still going on. They couldn't wait to throw some documents in their hands into the sky, and let the white paper fall like ordinary snowflakes. Everyone hugged each other.

, patted each other's back with such force that people who didn't understand would think that the two sides hugging each other had some deep hatred. At this moment, everyone forgot whether the other party's political stance was the same. They only knew that they won. The editor-in-chief asked

Drew's gamble paid off.

Editor-in-chief Drew was also stunned. The long-term pressure caused him to lose weight. His once-fitting pants had to be tightened to prevent them from falling down. His carefully groomed chin also became unshaven.

, you need to drink a lot of coffee every day

Being able to maintain his energy, boss Bossano was staring at him coldly from behind, staring at him like a "thorn in his back". The pressure from up and down made him lose his previous calmness and confidence, but now he is better. This time's big gamble is enough to change everything.

status.

"Editor-in-Chief, we won," Drew, who was dazed on the spot, was picked up by Tanko, who was roaring with a ferocious expression. The others also stopped moving and looked at the Editor-in-Chief, who was picked up by Tanko.

Give him a round of applause.

Drew was hugged around the waist by Tanko and felt very uncomfortable. He was suddenly picked up from the waist and almost lost his breath. However, he regained his composure and saw that his employees were clapping their hands and looking at each other.

Looking at him with admiration, giving him warm applause, looking at this kind of

The situation made Drew's eyes hot, and he almost shed tears in public. His throat twitched twice, and he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. Finally, he struggled to get Tanko to put him down, but with a smile on his face, he

He said in a complaining tone: "Damn it, do you want to kill me?"

Everyone gave good-natured "laughs", and Drew clapped his hands and said loudly to everyone: "Don't relax, everyone. Now that the results have been announced, we must seize the opportunity and take advantage of the readers' continued support for our newspaper."

I have the impression that we will take the opportunity to expand the market share of the newspaper. Tomorrow's headline will be "Christian Democrats win big". Come on guys, I will apply to the boss to give everyone bonuses and report a celebration reception at the same time.

"

"Wo...hoooo..." Everyone in the editor's office was stimulated by Drew's words. Several reporters who were more active in the office covered their mouths and let out a high-spirited "howl", and then everyone was immediately filled with pride.

into the work.

Drew looked at the busy office in front of him with satisfaction. He felt that the high spirits he had lost for a long time had returned to him, until his secretary, the beautiful Stolen, walked up to him and looked at him with admiring eyes.

Looking at him, Drew's heart palpitated. He was wondering if he should have a good communication with his secretary today? But he heard his secretary say to him in a soft voice: "Mr. Drew, there is something in the office."

Your call is from the boss."

Upon hearing this, Drew immediately put away the "ripples" in his heart, walked into the office, picked up the receiver put aside, and said in a respectful tone: "Hello, boss, I am Drew."

The relaxed and calm tone of Bossa Noblebus came from the other end of the receiver: "Drew, you did a good job this time. I have read all the "News Photos" in this issue. I have to say that I will give the newspaper to you."

I feel very relieved about you."

"Thank you, boss, for your compliments. I really deserve it. In fact, the specific work was completed by the staff below. Without everyone's unity and efforts, the newspaper would not have achieved such great development. I can help you

Do you want to convey this compliment to all the staff? I think they will be excited and grateful for it..." Drew said "humbly".

"Okay, I know everything you said. Tell everyone for me that the group will not ignore their efforts and will give them generous rewards. Okay, keep working hard..."

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It wasn't until there was a "click" hanging up sound from the receiver that Drew put the phone close to his ear. Finally he heard the words "he was very satisfied" from his boss's mouth, which made Drew full of strength.

, he noticed that Stolin beside him was looking up at him, looking at that beautiful face, the white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned on the chest, revealing two deep ravines, deep ravines.

caught his eye.

"You little bitch, who are you trying to seduce?" Drew cursed and pulled the beautiful secretary into his arms. In his office, he anxiously untied his belt and stood in front of Silk Road.

Miss Lin's dissatisfied "protest" made her buttocks rise...