Chapter 74: Chapter 73: Congresswoman Jeanne, do you still remember Dr. Monroe?
"Ladies and gentlemen! Jenny will be your best friend! Our Li Clan has always been serving the citizens, providing everyone with the world’s best work and living environment..."
The rhetoric of American campaigning can’t really be said to vary; it’s just identical.
At the city council level, it’s basically all about emphasizing ’service to citizens.’
Simply put, it’s about building some infrastructure.
But, does this service really exist?
Take the subway, for instance.
Most subways in the United States have been around for quite some time.
Moreover, there’s a very noticeable feature.
If anyone with a normal sense of smell walks into a US subway.
Whoa!
They’ll immediately smell a strong stench of urine.
It’s the same for any subway station in any American city.
Some might think, isn’t that too absolute? But that’s the truth.
When politicians are rallying for votes, they always promise to improve services.
But the urine stench always remains.
Hence, some say that candidates respect voters’ time the most.
When the voters haven’t cast their votes.
Once the votes are cast, and the candidate is elected.
What about the previous promises?
What promises? Promise what?
Plus, Americans aren’t that smart to begin with, and there’s anti-intellectual education.
A fish’s memory lasts only 7 seconds.
But if fish are used as a unit of memory.
The memory of an American of average intelligence is about equivalent to ten fish.
Jenny’s speech skills are still quite good.
Although she, as a council member, is always striving to get funding for the media.
Of course, she has to tell the citizens what they love to hear.
"Everyone, if I’m elected, I will strive for funding to renovate our subway stations!"
"Wow!"
The crowd cheered.
They can’t remember that the previous council member said the same thing.
And now the subway stations, apart from being older and the urine stench stronger than before,
there’s no change at all.
As an observer, Zhou Mo Sen found this election model quite refreshing.
With his twenty-year-long foresight, he felt no emotion.
He knew the outcome.
This Los Angeles is becoming more outdated, more homeless people are around.
Even the world-famous Hollywood Walk of Fame.
Is filled with homeless people’s tents.
Truly, the Oscar broadcast director has to be admired; their camera angles can make sure nobody sees those homeless people not far away.
But Zhou Mo Sen thought this was a great learning opportunity.
The ways these politicians fool people are fantastic!
I, Zhou Mo Sen, am not someone skilled at fooling others.
Even though injecting saline into Daddario, making Nicole Kidman believe I wield Oriental mystical powers, and having Anne Hathaway act as my proxy...
Apart from these, I really haven’t deceived anyone.
Or maybe there are some who will never know I deceived them?
Forget it, let’s not focus on those details.
Look at Jenny, how many Los Angeles citizens she has fooled with just a smile.
However, Mo Sen’s learning time quickly ended.
After Jenny’s speech, she was to move on to the next step.
Visiting residents’ homes, chatting casually.
This step is called ’vote visiting’ over in Taiwan.
To come out and campaign for council.
Surely, the family’s not short of money.
Such wealthy people, folks usually don’t see.
Personally visiting residents’ homes does indeed help with votes significantly.
But those who can let these candidates in are at least middle-class.
This community is a typical upper-middle-class neighborhood.
All are detached two-story houses.
Not the kind with wooden walls.
If Zhou Mo Sen weren’t driving a Mercedes, he might not have been able to get in.
Does driving a luxury car make one a good person!
Honestly, I felt the impulse to learn from Hua Zai.
And now, Zhou Mo Sen realized his opportunity had come.
He counted the detached homes and came to one not far in front.
There, a child was playing with a skateboard.
"Are you the child of this family?"
"How did you know?"
Zhou Mo Sen smiled, thinking to himself, you just admitted it, kid.
Then he took out a note from his pocket.
"Can you give this to the lady for me?"
The child shook his head, "Why should I?"
Zhou Mo Sen was ready, "How about this?"
He handed over a five-dollar bill.
The kid shook his head, "I hate Lincoln!"
Lincoln’s portrait is on the five-dollar bill.
But no matter how rich the family is, nowadays,
a kid having five dollars as pocket money isn’t insignificant.
Zhou Mo Sen asked, "Why?"
The kid bluntly replied, "Because this guy freed the n****rs."
Truly straightforward.
Zhou Mo Sen admired his frankness and pulled out a ten-dollar bill.
"Is Hamilton alright?"
Hamilton is Alexander Hamilton, the first Secretary of the Treasury of the US, whose portrait is on the ten-dollar bill.
The kid still shook his head, "I want Franklin!"
F*ck! Quite the appetite!
Without indulging the kid, Zhou Mo Sen turned around and left.
"Oh well, Hamilton will do."
"There’s only Lincoln."
"Huh? You..."
"If you don’t want it, forget it."
"Okay, okay, I’ll take it."
Mark Twain said: Such a little brat should be dealt with this way.
Zhou Mo Sen gave a few more instructions before leaving.
He didn’t need to see the outcome.
Though it would certainly be amusing.
But Dr. Zhou is very busy.
...
Jenny visited family after family.
It was truly exhausting.
So, for some families, she just said a few words casually.
And when she was about to leave this particular house, she was even a bit perfunctory.
Until, as she was leaving, she was suddenly stopped by a child.
"Auntie, this is for you."
"What is this?"
"Someone wanted to give it to you."
"That person..."
"He’s gone."
Jenny felt puzzled but still accepted the note the child handed over.
She didn’t rush to look until she finished the visit and returned to the car.
"How do you cheat on your husband?...Dr. Monroe."
The key was the signature at the end.
Dr. Monroe.
Jenny was completely shocked.
Isn’t this doctor supposed to be dead?
He...
Jenny could somewhat guess what was going on.
But, what should she do now?
Ring! Ring!
Suddenly, Jenny’s phone rang.
The congresswoman was startled until she saw the caller ID.
"Mr. Jansen, what’s the matter?"
"Sorry, the plan has changed, but please believe in my sincerity."
Why is there another change?
Jenny couldn’t help but furrow her brows tightly.
...
Zhou Mo Sen driving the Mercedes.
He didn’t really care about the answer to the question on the note.
As long as Jenny saw the note, that was enough.
And now, he was ready to attack from another angle.
This time he was taking the initiative again.
Direction of travel.
UCLA Medical Center.
That’s right, Zhou Mo Sen was going straight for it!
Bres Lee, you better be ready for me!