1018: Chapter 102 I’m a Tiny Bird (This title is a bit funny, but it fits the content hhhh)_3 1018: Chapter 102 I’m a Tiny Bird (This title is a bit funny, but it fits the content hhhh)_3 Flattery is flattery, but at your level, this kind of flattery seems a little too tasteless!
Actually, this is his limitation.
Born into a wealthy family, worth billions, and yet before even beginning his campaign, Wolf had already secured the role of Vice President of the California Elephant Party Committee.
He could never truly understand.
He could never understand people like Fidel, born into humble origins—or more precisely, extre poverty—the kind of people who possess no ans of production, existing at the bottom rungs of society, and how deeply they hunger for opportunity.
Did Fidel like his younger brother—or rather, sister?
No, he didn’t.
He never did.
But to grasp at the favor of fate, he chose to pinch his nose and dive into this ga.
After Eris was placed on the wanted list, Fidel ca face to face with the true manipulator behind the curtain.
He realized just how fortunate his opportunity was.
Thus, when he t the forr Great Commander, political giant Barack, he didn’t hesitate to use the most flattering words possible, adopting a face so ingratiating it seed like he might kneel and lick Barack’s boots, pledging his allegiance!
“What do you an by constitutional obstruction?
That’s not quite accurate.
I always respect Arica’s constitution!”
Barack, with an air of righteousness, first emphasized his respect for the Constitution of Arica, and then subtly hinted.
“Moreover, every Arican citizen, regardless of their status or position, can contribute to making Arica a better place.
As I just said, as long as we hold hope in our hearts, we can fearlessly face any challenges.”
The surrounding circle of people burst into applause again.
Barack continued to shake hands, pose for photos, and even hug.
For a politician like him, such actions were already second nature.
Financial backers are part of it, but any politician standing at the center of the stage—each and every one—never lacks campaign funds (campaign funds, mind you, aren’t personal money); it’s just that the price for acquiring them varies.
In the ga of electoral politics, with every handshake and word of thanks from Barack, he might turn another person into a supporter.
His personal political career onstage was already over, but his faction still remained, and his influence as a political star had to endure—otherwise, why would anyone spend thirty thousand dollars to invite him to speak?
Why would anyone buy his books?
Making money—that’s nothing to be ashad of.
“Don’t worry, he holds no grudge against you; he’s just maintaining his posture.”
Noticing Fidel’s expression carrying traces of fear, Wolf chuckled and reassured him.
“You’re Chan’s man; Barack knows it.
We’ve co to an agreent, which is why he ntioned watching your videos.”
Fidel’s expression grew even more astonished.
He had thought…
“You an?”
Wolf tilted his chin up slightly, leaned in, and explained softly.
“We’re collaborating with Barack.
You’re rely part of the deal.
Ha.
Mutual benefit—you get it.”
A chill surged up from the base of his spine, electrifyingly sweeping through Fidel’s body in a flash, making him shiver instinctively.
He had always thought he was simply working for New Era, this nonprofit giant, just a minor investor on its political stage.
But now, from Wolf’s words, he realized—it was actually an organization directly negotiating with Arica’s forr Great Commander, the most influential politician in the Democratic Party.
It was a secret society, without a na, organizational structure, or an official leader.
“Alright, Mr.
Wolf, thank you to you and Chan for giving this opportunity.
I will do my best.”
“What you just said was very good, but don’t say it publicly—speak it more in private.”
“Mr.
Wolf, I’m just a poor boy.
To have soone as extraordinary as you guide —it’s simply the best blessing heaven could give .
You…”
“STOP!
STOP!
Don’t say that to !”
Though his tone seed sowhat stern, Wolf had developed a bit of admiration for Fidel.
Being so shaless, so proactive—it’s the only way to be a successful politician.
Kid, you’ve got talent!
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