Reborn American Giants

The night air is filled with the humidity and heat of summer, the accumulated water on the earthen walls continues to flow down, and the ditch next to the concrete underground passage has already "flooded".

The abandoned old man who lives here is looking at President Jose's face. His fingernails are full of black soil, and he himself has long been used to it.

The incontinent urine under his body exuded a stench that had not been cleaned for a long time, and he could no longer smell it.

But just a few meters away, Jose could already feel the dirty, damp air coming towards his face. When he knelt on one knee in front of the old man, this feeling became even more obvious.

This is the Baran slum in the northern suburbs of San Salvador. The people living here are homeless refugees. The government has packed all the people who fled from the northern mountains into various slums on the outskirts of the capital city.

Guilty, and then just ignore it, as if it's just like the peaceful days in the past, and nothing happened.

President Jose is having a difficult time. Various speculations are rampant in the media. The accusations of immorality against him have confused most people's thinking.

Challengers finally began to appear in the cabinet, and a small group of ambitious people headed by Land and Agriculture Minister Yolande Bain put a lot of pressure on him.

In order to temporarily appease the senior officials in the cabinet, Jose could not bear another scandal involving the "resignation" of cabinet members at this time, so he had to make temporary concessions on some things, hoping that he could solve other problems.

After causing trouble on the other side, he would come back to deal with the ambitious elements in the cabinet.

He swore that no matter how hard they made him live today, he would pay them back a hundredfold in the future.

On Wednesday, Jose met with the U.S. ambassador to El Salvador. The two sides held closed-door talks for a long time. No one knew what the two sides talked about. Even Mendieta, the person most trusted by the president, was left outside.

Then, after President Jose saw off the ambassador, he intensively directed Mendieta to arrange the trip and called a large group of media reporters carrying cameras and cameras to accompany him.

President Jose needs to reshape his image in the minds of the people.

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In front of him was all the old man's belongings, a shack built with plastic and rags collected from various scavengers. It was only about half the height of Jose. If you wanted to enter the "door" made of broken wooden boards, you had to lie down on the ground.

, crawling on all fours.

The things inside the shack were also very simple, a shabby sleeping bag full of holes, and a cardboard box filled with old newspapers. It was estimated that when he came back tomorrow night, the cardboard box would be gone.

"How did he end up in this situation?" the president asked a church charity worker standing nearby.

"You might as well ask him yourself," the charity worker replied.

After so many years, he has long been tired of these superior leaders and politicians. He flaunts his compassion for others and loves the people like his own children, visiting the poor everywhere to express his deep condolences and concern.

But without exception, they all brought with them a large film crew. Those people did not regard these poor people as human beings at all, but only used them as props for filming. After the filming was completed, they left without doing anything practical.

Nothing has changed.

President Jose's face turned red for a rare moment, not because he was ashamed, but because he knew he had asked a stupid question.

He raised his head and glanced at the TV cameraman who was following not far behind him and carrying a huge camera. The footage captured today will be available to people across the country in the evening.

So he gritted his teeth and knelt down on one knee, ignoring the puddles and stains everywhere on the ground, with a "sincere intention" of listening and understanding.

In the distance, on the streets of this maze-like slum, Mendieta was loudly arranging security work and expressed dissatisfaction with the work of the Independence Palace special service team.

Then turning around, he had to organize the media reporters to capture the image of President Jose.

"The king of a country, with a sad face and tears in his eyes, kneeling on one knee on the dirty and dirty ground, listening to the story of a homeless man, what a great headline," he told a reporter next to him.

said the friend.

These people are the reporters that Mendieta finally found. A president, no matter how much trouble he is in, he still has some "friends" and followers.

Mendieta promised them that he would try his best to satisfy any reports and pictures they wanted this time. Even after the trip, President Jose could take time to accept an exclusive interview.

Therefore, when they did not have this piece of "fat meat", these reporters knew what they should do. They followed from a distance without disturbing the president's own actions, nor were they too "cruel" to dig out the sadness of the poor people.

In the past, however, with Mikrov's help, they still had rich and vivid material.

Mendieta has been so busy these days that she feels dizzy and wishes she could grow two more hands.

In addition to worrying about Jose's security issues, he must also patiently listen to the needs of media reporters, try to understand their positions empathetically, eloquently weigh the interests of all parties, guide them skillfully, and wisely

Make decisions, give encouragement and advice at every opportunity, and provide all possible help.

Sometimes he would hold the president steady so a camera crew could find an ideal shooting location or change the tape.

Sometimes he would whisper next to President José, asking him to repeat a certain scene.

At the same time, he also mercilessly stopped the local police and officials who wanted to steal a scene or two. This was not a political show: after a group of people finished shooting what they wanted to shoot, they patted their butts and got in the car to leave.

people.

No, this is a man who walked out of the palace to understand the country under his administration, to comfort his poor people, and to torture his own conscience. Mikrov explained the significance of the president's trip in this way to the outside world, and he believed it in his heart.

If President Jose did not have enough sleep during the three days of this trip, then Mendieta did not close his eyes at all. He kept cruising in the long entourage.

The trip was so hurried that the Secret Service had not even had time to formulate a security plan, so they tried to fool him by taking a security plan from when the president attended the Organization of American States meeting last year.

So Mendieta spent these three days discovering problems, dealing with them, and finally solving them perfectly.

President Jose's face is becoming more and more earth-colored, his eye sockets are sunken, and sometimes he even has an annoyed look.

But Mendieta has always been full of energy, and his whole person is like a burning flame, with the aura of a conqueror.

He must ensure that every condolence turns into a winning battleground, and every flash of the shutter turns into a clarion call for final triumph.