In the next week, he endured the choking smoke in the "revolutionary holy land" of the big lawn, followed Hanson and his four Apocalypse Knights to register one by one. This made him suddenly recall the routine of cult gangs developing members in his previous life. If he gave some eggs and cooking oil, it would be even more like.

But looking at the roster in his hand, he smiled proudly and said, "After all, they are considered a prince, 956 'volunteers' and an independent group. Even if the Sakata United team comes, our old Li is not afraid!"

As for whether the smile comes from the heart or whether it is because he sucks too much smoke, he himself can't figure it out: "Nnd, I'm really booked this time! I've been taking drugs by myself!"

As for whether the group of people on the roster can be used and how to use it, he has not yet decided. Although the employment of people is not limited, the right place for the robbers is also a surprise weapon.

However, the "regular" campaign routines such as pulling out opponent's signs, tying opponent's car tires, spreading rumors, slandering, and even smashing the opponent's campaign office glass in the middle of the night to throw feces at the election venue in broad daylight, such as "regular" campaign routines, such as pulling out opponent's signs, tying up opponent's car tires, spreading rumors and slandering in the middle of the night, are not applicable to Connecticut.

This is not a giant metropolis, but a small town and surrounding villages. It has a low population density. Usually, the grandfathers are familiar with each other and are somewhat related to each other. It is a typical acquaintance society. Overall, it is more inclined to the British rural society written by Dickens or Agatha, and keep a distance from the current mainstream culture of the United States.

Even though George Duffy and Burke Consberg Jr. are eager to stab each other a few times, they still perform very harmoniously on the surface, and they are very CP-like to call each other with nicknames.

Unfortunately, the fujoshi group has not yet taken shape these days. Although both sides often give sugar on the spot, the effect is just that.

In this kind of social environment, it is not only easy to lose the wind, but also brings great negative impacts, which is not worth the loss.

The folk customs are conservative and simple, and they don’t like to join in the fun. Some too exaggerated publicity techniques are not easy to use.

I still miss the metropolis. Now that I am back in New York to help people run for election, I have the power of Ferriche, and the efficiency of "working" is much higher.

Not to mention anything else, asking Diego to take people to the other party's campaign office to twist the door and pick the lock and sweep away valuable items such as TV fax machines. In the end, peeing on the campaign information, even if you are caught, it will not constitute a crime. You can be released with a few dollars. But after three or two times, it is enough to disgust the other party's "volunteers" to death.

He even asked Ferriche to find a few girls, hook up with the other party's campaign manager and rushed in at a critical moment. He pressed the camera "click" and this is the traditional mystery of Greater China "Immortal Jump".

Even immortals can take the bait! What about ghosts? Not to mention immortals, they are very neat to ghosts.

Unfortunately, none of these "high-end practical skills" can be used. He was so worried that he was circling around. Could it be that he really had to rely on Militaristic traditional skills: rally-speaking-visiting-phone canvassing tickets?

This set of things is the key skill of American politicians who canvass votes. The knowledge routines in it are getting bigger. They need to build a team and hire professionals to perform their own duties. After a set of procedures, as long as the funder’s requirements are not too exaggerated, they can basically be done.

However, it all costs money!

The expenses are not ordinary, they are simply a black hole in funds. They can swallow as much as they have. The worst thing is that after swallowing the money, they will really show your performance and keep pouring money in it.

Moreover, both sides have done this long ago, and the entire New Haven constituency was "carpet bombed" by George Duffy and Burke Comsberg Jr.

The cost-effectiveness of the process is too low. Besides, there are only a few relevant professionals. Now they have already found a good home, and even if they have money, they may not be able to find a suitable candidate.

But you have to do something, after all, George Duffy is watching himself behind his back.

Regardless of whether it is effective or not, you must show your own abilities or something that makes the other person's eyes shine.

This is the purpose.

So, the "George Duffy House Election Office" on Westwander Street, East Haven Town suddenly began to crowd.

Chris is still in grief and can't count on mental activities.

But there is a football player of this 90-meter-old physique, how could Edward, a Jewish brain, be willing to waste such good resources?

A clever tongue, using multiple exercises, especially high-intensity physical exercises, to stimulate the brain to secrete dopamine and inhibit serotonin reabsorption, is of great benefit to relieve depression. George Duffy is a kind egalitarian who devotes his life to racial equality and other excuses. He made the Black man work as a traffic officer and drove Pondill to and from New Haven's campaign headquarters and East Haven branch to transport various campaign materials and auxiliary supplies. The handling efficiency of other people's meat forklifts is really shocking. If thrown into the cotton field, it is obviously a good player.

No wonder those slave owners were quite caring for black slaves back then, but instead threw all kinds of dangerous jobs to the Irish people who were also white. The latter was really unable to compare with black people in terms of efficiency and obedience. In today's words, as long as the black people's professional skills and professional ethics in the cotton field instantly killed those Irish poor people!

"Damn it, you have to compensate me! The school football team didn't have that much exercise when training! You Charlotte! Even Xiandao and Schwarzenegger will be exhausted by you." Chris finally walked out of his sadness

Because...angry...

"Ok, OK, calm down, calm down! Let's make dumpling for dinner today..." Edward raised his hands high and expressed his surrender.

"No, I want to eat fresh ones! Didn't this thing just eat last week??" The big black guy was not easy to mess with.

"Different, different. Last time, the thing was called wonton in Chinese. Today we will eat dumplings."

"Is there a difference?" Chris' tone relaxed a little.

"Of course, of course, that one has soup, this one has no soup. The skin is soft and this one is hard."

"It didn't sound like that delicious last time?"

"The taste is absolutely not bad. The old Chinese saying goes well, it tastes good but dumplings, and it is fun but x-sized. Don't investigate the specific meaning of the second half of the sentence. This is a decay and declining idea. Although readers like to read it, I definitely can't say it for safety. In short, just make sure you can make it comfortable to eat tonight."

"That's about the same." The big black man calmed down some of his anger. "But I don't understand why you bought so many beers! And it was pointed out that you would need to be in glass bottles, and there were lighter aluminum cans, and the price was cheaper."

"Hey, what can I do? You can't just let those guys work without losing a penny. Invite them to drink more than pay, and it's easier to please each other. As for why you don't need to suck..." He glanced at Chris and didn't dare to say anything.

The other party's eyes suddenly understood, "You damn it, because there are so many large glass bottles and they are bulky, so you can't get them to take more. This way you can save money! Yes!"

"Stop the anger, stop the anger!" Edward ran away with his head in his arms. It would be better for the guy to be in a sad period. Once he returns to normal, his mind will be like an electronic computer. "How about we add another oil-hoofed trousers tonight? OK, OK, tiger skin eggs can also be satisfied. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, you can eat it with your stomach."

In the next few days, the streets and alleys of East Haven and Orange were covered with posters "Please support George Duffy", and the owner of the car also received a post from George Duffy.

"No matter how effective it is, the momentum is at least created."

Edward remembered his previous life at this moment. Whenever there was a call for any movement, the streets were always covered with banners and slogans. Obviously, his thoughts were the same.

...

"Young man, you did a good job in both towns. Unfortunately, if I met you earlier, I would have given you more support." George Duffy told Edward in the headquarters office.

"Are you smoking?"

"No, thank you, I won't, you can do whatever you want." Edward waved his hand and deliberately pretended to be a little restrained.

"Okay, this is not a good thing, but in order to create a manly image and to relieve tension, I can only smoke. After all, lighting a cigarette in the campaign speech seems more stylish than the last vodka."

"The latter will make McCarthy target." Edward deliberately spoke in a guttural voice, which sounded like a big tongue Russian.

"Hahaha, I appreciate your sense of humor. Today I came to you to tell you that through poll data, Bourke and I are still evenly matched. It's not surprising that we are both locals and have their own basic iron plates. The most important thing at the moment is several swing zones. As long as we win the swing zone, victory will be within our control."

"Yeah" Edward nodded.

"East Haven and Orange are important swing areas. You did a good job, but I'm considering whether you're transferring a few people to help you. They are all professionals with rich campaign experience. With their support, you'll be much more relaxed."

"Fuck!" Ai cursed in his stomach, "What is this? Come and pick peaches? I finally opened up the situation, so someone will be able to grab the credit?"

It seemed that after seeing his psychological activities, George Duffy said gently, "Don't get me wrong. I know your work performance, but this is a campaign. I really can't afford to lose, so I can only add people and resources. To be honest, I am not willing to do this. First of all, there is really not much resource for you to allocate separately. Secondly, it will also be a blow to your enthusiasm. But..."

"Let me do this, give me another three days. If it doesn't work, you send someone over. I'm still okay now and try it harder. Although I have no experience, this is my advantage."

"Advantage?" George was stunned

"Yes, that means I can play cards without following the usual routine, or the other party can't tell what I'm going to do."

"Don't take it for granted. Our country's mature elections have fixed rules and are whimsical and will not have good results."

"Yes, but there is a famous saying in the Chinese military book "The Art of War" of Sun Tzu, which I think you can refer to."

"?" The other party's right hand holding a cigarette stopped in the air, and after a moment it turned into a gesture of asking for help.

"Anyone who fights is in harmony and wins with wonder. Therefore, those who are good at making wonders are infinite as heaven and earth, and are endless as rivers and seas." Edward first said it in classical Chinese, and translated it into English in the eyes of the other party's unclear and sharp eyes.

"The so-called positive means fixed rules and routines, which are necessary, but on the other hand, if you are good at using surprise weapons, you will often have unexpected results. Since the battle situation is now in a tense situation, I suggest you might as well take several other swing zones as the focus. Anyway, you don't have much resources on hand, so I can ignore it for the time being, and wait for a week before talking about it."

"Okay, you convinced me. I can give you more time, ten days, how about it? If there is no effect, I can only send someone to take over your position, but this will not affect my perception of you. You are an excellent young man. If possible, you can join my team when it is convenient, and this invitation is always valid."

"Thank you for your attention. Then I'll arrange things first." Edward said goodbye and left.

The American style is so simple and rough. The superiors and subordinates do not pay special attention to etiquette, but pay more attention to the benefits that can be brought by reality. Edward couldn't help but be glad that he was wearing it in the United States. If he went to Japan at the same time, he would not only have to bow and suffer from a slap in the face every day. At this time, he would not only not resist, but also shout "Hayi" with his feet together. This was in exchange for praise from the other side, "Okay, very energetic"

Such famous scenes are willing to experience them personally.
Chapter completed!