To be able to garner such care from Nucky and his willingness to let her be a judge for Miss Arica, her identity was quite telling.
The future mistress of the President of the United States, Harding!
"It seems that Miss Breton has quite the ambition!"
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Donnie said teasingly.
Nucky spoke dismissively, "Won, they sotis can't see their own situation clearly."
Whether it was Donnie or Nucky, they had both realized that Breton simply wanted to establish her image in front of the Arican public with the increasingly popular Miss Arica.
Maybe in doing so, she could have the opportunity to appear in public with Harding in the future.
Clearly, neither Donnie nor Nucky were optimistic about this.
The reason why Harding could rise from a country boy, a small-ti journalist, to the President of the United States was entirely because he chose a powerful wife, Florence!
Florence's family was one of the top ten consortiums in the United States, the Cleveland Consortium.
It was precisely because of her status that the handso Harding, who looked like a Hollywood actor, was willing to marry Florence—who was five years his senior, divorced, and with a child... and what's more, she was plain-looking!
After becoming President, Harding had wanted to rid himself of his wife's control, but while the thought was pleasant, reality was harsh.
Harding never managed to free himself from his wife's control throughout his life; even many tabloids blad Florence for Harding's death.
Nucky was unaware of this history, but he could tell from Florence's situation that Breton's desire to replace her was impossible!
"Regardless, she is soone Harding took notice of, we still have to give Harding so respect," Nucky said to Donnie.
Donnie nodded. The original purpose of hosting Miss Arica was to connect with Arica's upper echelons, and now that they had Breton as a connection, Donnie certainly wouldn't let it go.
"Of course, after all, she is one of the President's future won..."
After discussing Breton, Nucky and Donnie moved on to talk about the Miss Arica preliminaries. "The old tirs in the city are getting impatient, it seems like we don't have to worry about the Atlantic City preliminaries!"
Donnie nodded, "I've never been worried about the situation in Atlantic City, but rather the situation in the other cities."
Nucky reassured him with a smile, "You can rest assured about that too, I've already spoken with the other cities, and they are very satisfied with the current situation. The tickets have already sold out eighty percent."
The rules set by Donnie were the sa for the preliminaries in all the cities.
The events were to be held in the most famous tavern in each local city, and rich businessn in the city would be invited. Of course, an invitation was just an invitation—the necessary fees would still need to be paid.
An entrance ticket costing a thousand US Dollars was definitely a huge sum for the average person, but to those wealthy individuals, a thousand dollars might just be a wager for a round of cards.
Both Donnie and Nucky took a thirty percent cut from this revenue!
Even so, the taverns in those cities were eager to host the event.
Moreover, for the day of the Miss Arica preliminaries, Donnie and Nucky also took a thirty percent cut from the profits of the flower sales in the tavern.
With each flower priced at twenty US Dollars, they aid to let these Arican tycoons show off their wealth.
After discussing the situation in several cities, Donnie and Nucky left the office and ca to the main hall.
Lucy and Breton were dancing gracefully on the dance floor. While others might approach and join in the dance, no undue incidents occurred. Everyone might not have recognized Breton, but they knew Lucy.
Aside from soone as audacious as Donnie, no one dared to provoke Lucy.
Upon seeing the two descend the staircase, Lucy, with Breton in tow, approached them. Although Breton didn't speak, her eyes were fixed intently on Donnie, clearly eager to know his decision.
"Welco, Miss Breton, to beco one of the judges for the Miss Arica finals. I hope Miss Breton can strive for greater rights for the vast majority of Arican won. After all, won can hold up half the sky!"
Because of the phrase "won can hold up half the sky," a light twinkled in Breton's eyes, and she reached out to shake hands with Donnie again. "Do you really believe that, Mr. Block?"
Donnie, along with Nucky, Lucy, and Breton, approached an empty table and sat down. Then, Donnie smiled and said, "Of course, otherwise, why would I think of organizing Miss Arica? It's really about showing more people the independent Arican won of the new era.
The won in the United States during this era are no longer appendages of n, they have the right to vote, can work, and, in fact, many won have already taken on the responsibility of supporting their families.
But they have not received the corresponding respect, and this is sothing I cannot accept!"
After Donnie finished speaking, a Playboy Bunny carrying drinks walked over.
Breton looked at the Playboy Bunny as she set down the drinks and left, and asked with a smile, "But Mr. Block, your tavern still uses the bodies of won to attract custors, is this what you advocate as independence for won?"
Donnie showed a look of dissatisfaction, Nucky and Lucy thought that Breton had hit a sore spot for Donnie, hence his discontent.
Breton, on the other hand, thought she had seen through Donnie's hypocrisy.
"Miss Breton, I thought you were soone who genuinely considered the well-being of won, but now it seems that is not the case, and this disappoints greatly."
"Did I say sothing wrong?"
Breton was sowhat dissatisfied with Donnie's accusation and did not hide her displeasure at all.
Watching Breton's reaction, Nucky shook his head slightly, just such a state of mind that allowed Donnie's words to reveal her true inner thoughts – how could she aspire to compete with Florence under such circumstances?
"Of course!" Donnie said loudly, "Miss Breton, do you know the lady who just served us? Do you know her na? Her background? Her family? You criticized her job, suggesting she earns her pay by selling her body?"
Breton's face turned red, clearly enraged by Donnie's barrage of questions.
"No matter what her issues are, they shouldn't be the reason you make her do this job!"
How can a woman who has been the President's mistress and fantasizes about replacing his wife dare to self-righteously criticize a Playboy Bunny's job at this mont?
Fortunately, Donnie knew Breton well enough to not be infuriated by such a woman, not because of her status or actions, after all, Donnie was not a paragon of virtue. He felt this way simply because the woman was incredibly foolish.
"Susie Benning ca to Atlantic City with her parents five years ago, living in the West District, which was second only to the North District at the ti. To support her family, Susie's father had to work at the docks. Despite only this, Susie still received a good education and beca a student at Columbia University this year.
However, the exorbitant tuition fees at Columbia University deterred Susie, and now she works two jobs every day. In the mornings, she works at a bakery, and in the afternoons and evenings, she works at Block Tavern, all to earn enough money to pay for her university education.
She has never looked down on her work, always arriving each day full of energy, and Susie also understands that only by having worked at the very bottom can she speak out for won in similar situations after she graduates from university.
Such a determined, idealistic, and ambitious woman – I really can't understand, Miss Breton, as a woman who purports to speak on behalf of won, why would you look down on her job?"
Donnie's words left Breton feeling quite ashad, and she even stood up imdiately, "Mr. Block, I apologize for my inappropriate remarks just now, and I hope you can forgive !"
Donnie shook his head, "You shouldn't be apologizing to , but to Susie, whom you've looked down upon. If she knew what you just said, she would be very heartbroken!"
"Indeed, that's what I should do!"
Having said that, Breton stood up and walked towards Breton's direction.
"Not bad, she isn't hopelessly stupid!"
Nucky said with a smile as he watched Breton's reaction.
Tang Fei said, "After all, she has spent so ti around Harding."
"What do you two an?" Lucy did not understand the implication behind Donnie and Nucky's words.
Donnie and Nucky exchanged a smile and did not answer Lucy's question but clinked their glasses together.
Seeing their actions, Lucy pursed her lips, then said to Donnie, "I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted, Donnie. Are all the Playboy Bunnies here in Block Tavern in a similar situation?"
Donnie laughed heartily, "Only Susie is in that situation. In fact, Susie has already earned enough to cover her four years of university tuition!"
Lucy, although not as clever as Donnie and Nucky, was still smarter than Breton. She understood the aning behind Nucky's words after hearing this.
"Poor Breton!"
Since Harding is behind Breton, then based on the characters of Donnie and Nucky, if they did not extract all the value from this woman, it wouldn't fit their character.
"Donnie, I am very grateful for everything you've done for Susie. You are truly a man who acts to fight for more rights for us won!"
By then, Breton had already returned to Susie's side, while the distant Susie stood there utterly confused. That woman must be sick, coming over to give a random cheer and then spouting so nonsensical things.
Why does the boss have such a dim-witted person around him?
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