Reborn American Giants

There was a burst of cheers from the people outside the window, interrupting the conversation between the three. Victor walked to the window and took a look. The crowd in Revolution Square outside was like boiling water, followed by a group of black Cadillacs.

The arrival of the convoy reached the boiling point.

"Look, Chairman Jose's motorcade has arrived, and we have to go down to greet him," Orville said mockingly: "I just don't know that our chairman knows what Congressman Urziano has caused him.

Even after big troubles, you can still maintain a happy mood."

Victor shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. Lellanos also stood up from the sofa. The three of them walked out of the office together and walked down to the second floor, preparing to join the welcoming party of Christian Democratic Party leader Jose Napoleon Duarte.

among party officials.

The stairs were already crowded with excited staff. The news of Chairman Jose's arrival had spread throughout the building, and the appearance of the regional chairman and regional whip made the crowd even more excited. They gave out organized cheers and

Scream.

Accompanied by the escort, the black Cadillac motorcade slowly circled Revolution Square and finally stopped slowly in front of the red brick wall of the Christian Democratic Party headquarters.

The reporters who had been waiting in front of the door couldn't wait to press the shutter of their cameras, and the shining TV lights and thousands of dazzling flashlights flashed crazily. Now, no matter whether they are reporters or not, everyone, as long as they

Everyone holding a camera in their hands wanted to take a photo of the first democratically elected president of El Salvador who may have been under dictatorship for 60 years.

The car stopped, and Jose Napoleon Duarte got out of the back seat of the Cadillac, which looked like an armored vehicle. He turned around and waved to the crowd and the camera. Victor was pushed by his party colleagues behind him and had no choice but to come to the front.

As a result, he could only face Chairman Jose, but found that he was blocking his way, so he had to apologize and push through the crowd and retreat.

On the other side of the car, Christian Democratic Party Chairman Embrioni Hernandez, like a graceful gentleman, carefully helped Mrs. Peña out of the car with a knightly etiquette, and then

A ceremonial kiss was given to her face. A bouquet of flowers was passed from somewhere, followed by two dozen senior Christian Democratic Party officials from the San Salvador region, who were vying to get involved.

Expect to leave a lasting impression on senior leaders.

This large group of cheering people came up, like a rising tide in the sea. Jose could only try to keep the smile on his face, and he enthusiastically communicated with the Christian Democratic Party members and some lucky supporters.

Shaking hands until he was holding the smooth palm of a fat woman, Jose looked at the excitement flashing in the other person's eyes, his cheeks were red, and his heavy breathing was mixed with the smell of eggs and garlic that had been accumulated for many years.

, he knew it was time to end this people-friendly show.

This fat woman almost fainted with happiness. She shouted incoherently: "Chairman Jose, our whole family is your supporter." In order to prove her words, she straightened her chest

A party sticker on his chest made the already drooping papayas? (basketball be more accurate?) look even more prominent.

"Thank you for your support, God bless you..." The palms of his hands were sweating a lot because of nervousness. When he held them, it was like catching a slippery loach. Jose suppressed his nausea and tried to maintain a smile.

He spoke to his supporters with a gentle expression and a gentle tone.

"Chairman Jose, can you be elected in this election?" The other party ignored him and continued to hold Jose's hand tightly and asked.

"As long as I have your support..."

What do politicians do, isn't it to make their voters feel important? As long as he/she still has two legs to walk to the polling station, and two hands to put the vote into the damn

Inside the ballot box, even if the person in front of him is an idiot, Jose will not be stingy with his smile.

"Look, our Chairman Jose is almost crying," the words coming from the side were slightly vicious. Victor turned his head and glanced. It was a reporter with an interview pass hanging on his chest. He saw Victor watching

He, the reporter, shrugged his shoulders and seemed unconcerned.

Although Victor didn't want to admit it, this reporter was so right. Look, Chairman Jose's hands were tightly held by a 250-pound fat woman. Their disproportionate body shapes made them look like a

It's as funny as a fat woman holding an old baby tightly in her arms.

In the end, Jose was rescued from his supporters by his secretary Mendieta. He worked hard to separate the crowd, put his hand on the back of the fat woman's hand, and said loudly: "Thank you for your support, now Chairman Jose

There are other matters that need to be dealt with, and thank you all for coming today..." After saying that, he took Jose's hand out of the woman's hand, and then surrounded the chairman, with a large number of party members, and passed through the extremely narrow space.

" through the gate and entered the Christian Democratic Party's city headquarters.

The situation inside the building is not much better. The hall that used to appear empty is now equally chaotic and crowded. This large group of people surrounded Chairman Jose and walked upstairs with difficulty, only stopping for business in the middle.

Like the people outside, they expressed their gratitude to the staff at the party headquarters.

This process was repeated several times. Although it was full of delays, concessions and noises, Jose still patiently maintained his signature smile.

Compared with the outside, the office of Regional Party Chairman Lellanos is naturally much safer, but it is obvious that the designer did not expect that so many people would flood into this small office at once, so the space looks a bit cramped.

, everyone could only stand aside, looking at Jose and Chairman Embrioni without speaking. Suddenly, the small office became quiet, and a tense atmosphere began to rise.

The original owners, Lelianos and Victor, in this situation, if they were not the regional chairmen and supervisors, they would probably only stick to the wall.

Jose walked around the desk twice and let out a low sigh, "Open the damn window." Upon hearing this, his secretary Mendieta immediately waved her hand, instructing the two people closest to him to help, and opened the door.

The originally tightly closed glass window was pushed open, and a burst of fresh air poured into the room, instantly blowing away the dullness.

"Okay, everyone else, let's go out first. Let's talk to the regional party chairman and supervisor," Jose looked at a circle of party officials standing in the room and ordered in a low voice. I don't know if it was his imagination.

, he seemed to hear everyone who had originally looked nervous let out a sigh of relief, then turned around, leaving nothing behind like the ebbing sea water, and quietly left the office.

Now only Victor and Lellanos are left in the room. In addition, there are Christian Democratic Party leader Jose, party chairman Embrioni, and chairman Asdias Amfilo.

"I'm sorry, President Jose," Lellanos took a step forward, his voice soft, but enough to break the silence in the room.

"Sorry? What are you sorry for?"

"The group of reporters and people outside..." the regional party chairman explained, "We don't know how the news of your arrival was known to the outside world. The people outside were not organized by us..."

"Okay, Lellanos, I've heard too many sorry words today," Chairman Jose looked extremely tired. After all, he just held a promotional event in St. Lucia yesterday, and he was working non-stop today.

Rushing back to the capital, as an old man in his 60s, it is remarkable that he can maintain such energy, "However, I still want to thank you for your concern..."

Amfilo felt Jose's absence, and he took over the words to Lellanos and Victor, "You can see that the top leaders of the entire party rushed to the party headquarters in San Salvador. You can guess

What's the reason? Yes, it's all for that damn campaign.

San Salvador is the top priority of this election. If we win the election in the capital area, we will have won half the battle. Therefore, during this period, we will set up a campaign office within the municipal party headquarters. We need you to put down everything,

Let’s do our best to help the party win this election.”

"Of course, as a member of the party, we will certainly contribute our own strength."

"Very good, now first we have to find a way to clean up the shit that this bastard Ulziano has put on the party..."

Victor tried hard to hide behind Lelianos, trying to be a transparent person, but Chairman Amfilo obviously didn't want to let him go. When he said this, his eyes kept looking at the man standing aside.

Victor.

"It's really troublesome," he cursed secretly, and Victor stood up, "Leave this matter to me, I will try my best to find a way to calm it down."

"Very well, Victor, don't live up to our expectations of you..."