Reborn American Giants

The situation of the entire election seems to be very unclear for the opposition parties. In several provinces with developed plantation economies, such as Ahuachapan, Sonsonate, and Usulutan, according to opinion polls, the Nationalist Republican Alliance has no support for the election.

The Christian Democrats gained an overwhelming advantage.

But in the provinces of San Vicente, Cabañas, Usulutan and San Miguel, the Christian Democrats narrowed the gap again, and the two sides fell into a fierce battle.

Robert Dabzon and José Napoleon Duarte, the two main election candidates, have been running around the country during this time.

Jose just delivered a speech at a political mobilization meeting held in the city of Akajutla in the morning, announcing that the government will invest funds in the next step to expand the port terminal of Akajutla, dredge the channel, and further upgrade the ships in the Port of Akajutla.

In the afternoon, he ran to Francisco and cordially visited the local farmers.

In response, Robert also issued tit-for-tat "promises" in provinces where the Nationalist Republican Alliance had the upper hand. In the bright church hall of the Santa Barbara Cathedral in Xalapa, Robert Dabzon faced

Party followers waving various flags also issued their own political declarations.

However, Buniseño did not follow Robert this time, but was left in San Salvador. He still remembers Robert patting him on the shoulder and saying earnestly: "Old man, our career has reached a critical stage.

The next critical month will determine whether you succeed and reach the sky in one step, or whether you fail and fall to pieces. Therefore, I can only ask you to endure the pain in your heart and fight with me with all your strength..."

Robert paused slightly when he said this, and then changed the topic, "I know you have been having a very difficult time during this period, so why not do this? Anyway, Morazan Province is also a constituency of our party. If nothing else happens, we will completely

If you can win in this area, you can stay in the capital and keep an eye on the Christian Democrats' movements in San Salvador for me."

This is an affirmative sentence, not a question. What else can Buniseño say about it.

He knew that his recent performance was indeed out of shape, and Robert wanted him to stay in San Salvador because he wanted him to have a good rest and adjust his condition. After Morazan's promotional activities were over and Robert returned to the capital, he would be able to return to the capital.

I will devote myself wholeheartedly to the next most important election campaign in the metropolitan area.

But it is obvious that Robert Dabzon did not know the real reason why his press officer was upset. He just unilaterally believed that Buniseño's married life was the reason why he seemed to be out of shape now.

If he knew that this old friend he had given trust to was because he was "in love" again and his "new lover" was not around at the moment and was a little uneasy, he would definitely get to know Bunicenio again.

An old friend who has been by his side to help him since he entered politics.

But all troubles come from not knowing, right? If all crises could be discovered in their infancy, then there would be no such thing as conspiracy in the world.

Buniseño stayed alone in his "home", and the servants were too capable, making his home look too tidy and well-organized. It looked like a hotel room, neat and tidy

It's so clean, it doesn't look like a place where people can live.

Mehra doesn't like to clean up her room that much. As long as she stays at home, the sofa pillows will always be littered on the floor, and the low table in front of the sofa in the living room will always be filled with a variety of freshly washed seasonal products.

It was so convenient that she could reach it while lying on the sofa without getting up. Because of her approach, Buniseño’s favorite gray buffalo leather cracked sofa was always stained with some residue.

traces of juice…

I don't know why, at this moment, Buniseño even hoped to see the messy things left by his ex-wife, but after searching the whole house, there was not even a single dirty dish left in the kitchen sink.

He had been walking around like this for almost a whole night. He couldn't sit down, couldn't sleep, and couldn't calm down. His loneliness was stronger than ever.

He tried to drown his sorrows with wine, but no amount of wine could save him from his deep melancholy. He once again felt the suffocation like drowning. Every time he thought of Barka, it made him even more jealous.

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Buniseño could only let himself think about work and his other side of life as much as possible, hoping that he could rely on this method to free himself from the bad relationship between his children, but in the end he only felt stronger pressure.

Robert Dabzon was too enthusiastic about his belief in success, and his dissatisfaction and hostility towards his opponent, Jose Napoleon Duarte of the Christian Democratic Party, was increasingly deepening. The severe campaign situation also made everyone

They all tightened their nerves all the time, and the partisan

All the staff in the headquarters were trotting forward with a large stack of documents in their arms. The entire corridor echoed with the sound of "lifting and stepping" leather shoes or high heels hitting the ground. Everyone was busy, and

There was no spare time to stop and say hello.

This atmosphere made Buniseño feel even more out of breath. He urgently needed to find someone to talk to him to relieve the pent-up pressure in his heart, or to vent?

Oh my god, why did Barca leave? Buniseño sighed. At this moment, he needed Barca by his side to remind him that there was a completely different world waiting for him to explore, breaking the enchanting surroundings around him.

The suffocating silence freed him from the emotions of guilt and failure. At this moment, he was confused, fragile and helpless, and drinking heavily could not solve the problem.

After wandering around, Buniseño finally sat down at the desk. The speech that Robert had expressed his dissatisfaction to in person was placed in front of him, which he signed with black and red pens.

Changed beyond recognition. Table display

There is a silver photo frame with Mehra's photo inside, and a black notepad. The page opened clearly records the approximate date of Balka's return. The wine glass that has been refilled several times is left on the leather surface of the book.

The next circle is a circular water mark.

So when the phone rang, he couldn't wait to greet Treford, the editor of "Le Monde" who called, "Hello, Treford, I'm waiting for someone to call me...what are you looking for?"

Something? Oh my God, what did you say?"

"I'm not happy, I'm really not happy," came the loud swear words from the other end of the phone, Trefort Arcario, editor of the Observer, who seemed to be a media outlet that was more biased towards the Nationalist Republican Alliance.

People are very unhappy.

"Cesar, please stop talking before him," Treford, a news editor from the Kuipara Mountains, has always behaved very rudely to outsiders, but people who are familiar with him know that this is just him.

a kind of disguise.

Some politicians will always like to use this kind of rough-looking man, who is very pinched and unafraid of anything, to break certain things. This allows Treford to always be ahead of other newspapers.

Political reporters have obtained some "violent information" about the internal affairs of parliament.

However, as the spokesman of the opposition party, Buniseño often deals with these media. To be honest, since the political reform in El Salvador, these media have become more and more like sons of bitches. They are like being around flowers.

The buzzing bees always annoy people, but they can't live without them.

"Cesar, you promised me last time that you would notify me immediately if there was any internal news, but when I was dragged out of bed by the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, he asked me why I didn't

Any news about Robert Dabson, do you fucking know how embarrassed I am..."

Buniseño put the receiver of the phone directly on the table and let the "mad dog" on the other side bark without hanging up. But even so, the endless chatter from the other end came.

Complaints in rude language still echoed in the study, which seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Buniseño just sat quietly, thinking about nothing and doing nothing...