Everyone looked at Regal very curiously.
This must be a technical job.
How did they get Catherine to follow him obediently?
Reger pretended to be mysterious and pushed it back, but was finally pestered to speak out.
After hearing this, even Gordon frowned: "How come there are such women?"
Rudolph sneered: "And stupid, if you want her to disappear, you can consider a free service."
What Regel said in Catherine's ear was: "You want revenge?
You are currently running for election.
When you go back, the bodyguards will look for you, but he will not care."
"It seems like this couple has a lot of grudges."
Reger also smiled bitterly.
He probably didn't expect that this would work.
This was too funny.
Is it specially set up by the heaven, otherwise it wouldn’t be like this?
"Something is certain, she will never be able to play with Albert."
Rudolph's words were honest.
Since he couldn't play with him, he would just stay at home and be the wife.
Anyway, he would be able to benefit from his rapid rise.
Either help her husband or get divorced and find their own happiness, but this couple just drags it on.
"Cheng" Gordon asked lightly with worry: "What are you going to do if the task is still not completed after taking the oath?"
I was quite cheerful at first, but being asked this made me feel a little depressed.
Although I know that I will have to face this matter sooner or later, but when it is really in front of me, how can I feel lighter?
She took a deep breath: "Just do whatever you want."
The three-day voting finally began, and Albert did not go to the gym to exercise as usual early in the morning.
Instead, he went directly to the hospital to visit his wife.
Cheng Qianxun yawned and sat in the car, looking at Albert sitting opposite with a bit of complaint: "You can just watch it alone, you can't let me sleep a little longer."
"Then sleep here."
Albert smiled and patted his shoulder: "I'll lend it to you as a pillow."
"I don't want to."
She simply lay down on the seat.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes, he found that the car had stopped and Albert was no longer on the opposite side.
He sat up and saw a blanket covering him.
Albert must have helped her cover it, and it was already in the hospital parking lot.
He turned around and reached for the car door, but it was not locked.
Consider whether to get out of the car and look for it.
But she didn't find anyone because she was unfamiliar with her, and when others came back and found that she was gone, they still had to look for her.
Instead, it adds to the chaos.
Just as he was thinking about it, Albert and the others came back.
The difference from before was that Albert had a band-aid on his right forehead.
"What's wrong?"
She looked at the plaster.
Although the color is flesh-colored.
But after all, it is very eye-catching on the face.
"She hit her with a urinal."
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Albert gently wiped the edge of the band-aid with his fingers: "Fortunately, the wound was not big."
She smiled bitterly: "You are going to attend the inauguration speech like this, will you be okay then?"
"It will definitely not get better.
The makeup artist will find a way."
Albert rummaged around in the small wine cabinet in the car and found a mirror.
He looked at it for a long time and finally put the mirror aside with resentment: "This crazy woman wants a divorce as soon as the campaign is over."
"What should we do now?
There are many activities coming next."
Sitting next to Albert.
It’s tempting to peel off the band-aid and take a look.
Albert smiled and covered the wound with his hand, preventing her from touching it: "No problem.
Do you want to continue sleeping?"
"I'm not going to sleep anymore."
As soon as he heard that he was sleeping, he yawned so big that his nose was about to come out.
"If you don't want to sleep, I'll take a nap.
It will take more than forty minutes to get to the next stop."
Of course, Albert was not an ironclad person.
She quickly gave up her position and went to the side to get the blanket she had just given.
"Thank you" Albert took the blanket and asked politely: "Can you sit here?"
"What?"
she asked, eyes wide.
"It's too peaceful here.
I won't be able to sleep comfortably.
I'll be fine just leaning on your lap."
Albert's expression was not obscene or malicious at all: "Now is the last critical moment.
I must maintain my best posture."
Good mental state.”
She smiled suddenly at Albert, stood up, and slowly stretched out her arms, as if to touch the other person's face.
Albert also looked at her affectionately in cooperation, but his hand passed by his cheek and a pillow was taken out from behind his head.
"Just use this as a pillow."
She suppressed her laughter and stuffed the pillow into Albert's chest.
Without looking at Albert's smiling and shaking head, he returned to his original position and sat down.
Albert covered himself with a blanket and rested his head on the pillow.
Because he was too tall, he couldn't lie down on a chair with his legs curled up like her, so he could only lie on his back with his legs crossed and his legs stretched out of the chair.
Now she had nothing to do, looking at the scenery outside the window, and sometimes looking at Albert who was resting.
Albert started to snore slightly.
The interesting thing is that almost all men snore, but the degree is different.
The long-term survival has left teammates unable to sleep deeply and very alert.
In the initial zombie layer, in order not to alarm the zombies, they didn't even dare to make a sound at night, let alone snoring like thunder.
"Well, you lunatic..."
Albert mumbled something in his sleep.
After waving his arm, most of the blanket fell down.
He must have been dreaming about what happened when Catherine hit him with a urinal just now.
This man was really unlucky.
She stood up, walked over, picked up the blanket, and gently covered Albert.
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Albert slept on his left side, so the wound on his right side was facing up.
It took her a long time to resist removing the band-aid to examine the wound or gently caressing this man who, despite being beautiful on the outside, had an unfortunate family background.
Sitting back in her original position, she couldn't help but feel something in her heart.
She was really lucky to have Sneijder by her side.
I drove non-stop all the way, even if I had lunch, I had to eat fast food in the car.
Eating a burger, Albert asked: "Cheng, are you Chinese or have you not immigrated?"
She replied: "I'm not Chinese, I'm just an ordinary person."
"Really?"
Albert certainly didn't believe this, and they each ate for a while before saying, "I heard that there is the most food there.
I really want to go there in the future."
"There are a lot.
In addition to this for lunch, you can also eat bento boxes, rice bowls, wontons, and noodles.
There are also many types of toppings on noodles.
Toppings are various dishes poured on the noodles.
But according to the salary level, a meal of such a burger, It’s equivalent to two or three hours of local wages, while the lunch box noodles are equivalent to one hour’s wages.”
She smiled and continued eating.
This was the life she lived.
Although she was at the bottom, looking back, she lived a very comfortable life.
There are no monsters and zombies coming to eat her, no one coming to kill her, no bombs blooming around her, and no bullets flying overhead.
I went to a place to vote in the afternoon.
It was not as lively as expected, but rather deserted.
There were just piles of different supporters or staff holding placards, and none of the campaigners originally mentioned to be canvassing votes were seen.
After Albert got out of the car, he started shaking hands and taking photos with the voters who came to vote, and then the atmosphere began to build.
I looked around and saw that one wall was covered with promotional posters for various candidates.
She looked at each one carefully and understood why the other candidates did not come.
There was a presidential election in a country, but the contenders made overtures before the results came out.
Because the outcome is already obvious, and I will definitely work under the other party in the future, it is better to flatter him early and show my compliance.
Albert stood out so prominently in a row of four posters, and I couldn't help but sigh, this world still depends on face.
A reporter came to interview Albert.
After asking a few questions, they naturally asked about the wound on his forehead.
Albert smiled and replied: "I accidentally knocked it when I went out.
One of the doors was relatively short and I didn't pay attention.
It seems that tall people are not a good thing."
The reporter laughed along with him in a flattering manner.
This man's future is immeasurable.
Being a state senator is just the beginning.
It seems that within three years, he will surely rush to the governorship with an unstoppable momentum.
Voting ends at five o'clock in the evening and continues at nine o'clock the next day.
It was already past six o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel.
After taking a shower, everyone gathered in Albert's room, eating dinner sent by the hotel and watching the eight o'clock news.
It was equivalent to a small party.
There was a lot of chattering on the TV, but she couldn't understand anything and could only follow the others.
She laughed when others laughed and booed along with them.
Poster photos of the four candidates appeared on television, with numbers appearing below them and visualized by data columns.
The number under Albert's avatar is the largest, and the data column is also the highest and longest.
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"Oh" the room was filled with joy, and everyone raised champagne to Albert who was sitting on the sofa.
Albert stood up, also raised the champagne, and said encouraging words: "This data is not the result of me alone, it is the result of everyone's joint efforts, but this is not the final result.
There are still two days to go.
The day after tomorrow we will celebrate in the town hall.”
"Okay, okay."
For a while, the room was more lively than New Year's Eve.
Even if you don’t explain it, you know that this number represents the support rate.
Now Albert’s support rate is the highest.
Among the four people, he accounts for more than 50%, and the others divide the remaining 4%.
More than a dozen.
As long as there are no major changes, victory will definitely belong to Albert.
Albert sat down again, and Barron shouted: "Everyone, go back and have a good rest.
There is still a lot of work to do tomorrow.
When the election is over, we will take turns to take vacations."
Many people were very happy when they heard about the vacation.
In fact, this is all a cliche.
I didn’t just say that I would take turns taking vacations.
When the choice is over and I become a state legislator, there should be more things waiting for me, and it won’t be that comfortable.
Everyone walked outside, and the interest was still very high.
I heard Albert say from behind: "Cheng, please stay for a while
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