On Sunday, at the Illinois governor's office in Springfield, Ms. Sloan admired the room's artwork with great interest.

"Peter's predecessor quietly took some porcelain and paintings that I heard were very good."

The governor's wife, Alicia Flock, acted as a tour guide.

"Recovered?" Sloan looked at the photo of the former governor on the wall.

"Hehe......"

Alicia pouted and shrugged, "By the way, where did you learn to draw?" ”

"Painting? Why? "Sloane is weird.

"Don't pretend, that watercolor in your room is of a good level, and it looks professionally trained." Alicia replied.

"Oh!" Sloan smiled, "That's not what I painted, it's Dalí's work." ”

"Dalí? Salvador Dalí? Alicia's eyes widened.

"It doesn't look like a masterpiece, does it? APLUS has a poor eye for picking artworks. Sloan complained with a wave of his hand.

“ah！？”

Alicia pinched her throat and exclaimed, "He bought it?" Sent you? ”

"Hmm."

The painting was sent to her by Mrs. Astor's people along with the photo of APLUS and the big guys, and Alicia's reaction in a daze after receiving an affirmative answer made her feel a little amused, and she bent down to look at an antique self-striking table clock, "Have you tasted it?" ”

“No！ No, how could it be. ”

Alicia denied it first, and after reacting, she slapped the lady Kunbao in her hand on Sloan's buttocks, "Be careful what you say here!" Open one's big mouth! ”

"You ......" Sloan was about to fight back when the noisy sound of leather shoes stomping on the floor and talking to men in the corridor outside straightened up and stood beside Alicia.

"The ambulance drove into Highland Park in the middle of the night, and the tabloid had something to write again......"

Eli, the chief of staff in the governor's office, smiled and pushed open the door, and APLUS's loud voice came in first, "That old thing didn't do anything to help, I have to take time to visit him in the hospital when I get back, you really shouldn't have invited him, Pierre." ”

Pierre Sutton, chairman of the Inner City Broadcasting Company, laughed, "Let's go to the hospital together at night?" ”

"Uh...... No, I'll find time again, and the itinerary is arranged by Mike. Song Ya grumbled as she strode through the door, "It's an honor to meet you, Madame Flock, Sloane. ”

When he was intimate with the two ladies, Alicia secretly twisted his arm and couldn't show it, he looked at Sloan aggrievedly and didn't get a hint.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Governor, Mrs. Flock, take the guests on a tour?" Thank you. ”

Eli said a word and hurried away.

"Hello, Mr. Sutton, Mr. Jackson, Reverend William, Michelle...... Is this your husband? ”

Alicia had no choice but to continue her duties as the governor's wife, standing still and receiving the salute of the black elite in turn, "Argus. "The partners of the law firm follow last, so you don't have to be polite," APLUS. She said: "Argus has something to say to you individually. ”

"Okay."

Seems to be still dissatisfied with the business of the American music site? Song Ya glanced at Alicia, who was already taking Pierre and the others on a tour of the office, tilted her head to Argus, and the two tacitly found a corner.

"I'm sorry, and the case of the whole music site, I ......"

Argus whispered an in-person apology for messing up the lawsuit.

"You can't lose the appeal again, OK?"

There is no point in dwelling on the lawsuit that he has already lost, and Song Ya warns him: "The American music website is preparing to go public next year, this is a big business, and if this case is not resolved, it will disrupt all our plans." You should understand the seriousness of the matter. ”

"I'll give it my all, eh...... But I still want to defend myself, in fact, the last lawsuit failed, and the mistake of the president Mr. DeLay was also one of the important reasons, those users who picked up materials from the whole music website and reprinted them received some virtual incentives from the American music website forum, and there were even physical ...... in the name of rewarding active users"

Argus's above defense made Song Ya frown, "I don't want to hear these details, I just know that we lost, and your law firm has been responsible for the legal affairs of the American music website, and you have the responsibility to help DeLay avoid those legal traps in advance." ”

"Yes, I apologize to you again......"

The governor finally arrived during the conversation, "APLUS, welcome. Songya and Pierre lined up and shook hands with Peter Flock, "Jesse, long time no see." He exchanged a few words with Jesse Jackson, the leader of black equality, and said, "Let's go outside, let's take a picture." ”

So the group left the office and walked out, Song Ya left behind, and whispered thanks to Peter for letting the Springfield City police force give effective cooperation in the later activities.

"Little things."

Peter waved his hand absently, "When was the foundation stone laid for your record label and TV projects?" ”

"It's tentatively scheduled for early January, depending on when you're free, and I'll do it after the third." Song Ya replied.

"OK, let your people contact Eli and arrange the trip."

The governor was very satisfied, and after taking a photo with the black elites, he went back to busy his government affairs, and he would not appear during the speech, and Song Ya and the others would continue the rest of the trip after visiting the governor.

At Oak Ridge Cemetery on the outskirts of Springfield, Vic Mackie, who had been working for a long time, was holding hot coffee and staring at the long crowd marching from the direction of Commander Lincoln's former residence.

The local police force is understaffed, and he is seconded, "Freeze you Nger!" He looked at the blacks who were more bloated than the other, walking against the wind, and smiled evilly as he carried the belt on the belly of the beer and cursed, "Hey! It's my turn. ”

There should be no violence in today's march, the police officers are very relaxed, looking for something to hide from the wind, Vic and the others huddled behind a public phone booth to fish, and when his colleagues finished cooking the phone porridge, he immediately got in.

The small phone booth was warmer, and he sighed into his palms and picked up the microphone, "Cassidy, aren't you coming back for Christmas?" "Hang up the phone for my eldest daughter who is far away in Alaska.

"No, Mayor Perrin is about to take office, and I can't finish my work here."

Cassity, who has been infiltrated with Saraperin's team as an administrative assistant to the mayor's office in Vasila, said: "Say hello to my mom and siblings for me. ”

"I will, do I need to send money?" Vic asked.

"No, I'll start getting paid in January next year." How Cassidi was short of money, of course, where did she come from can't tell her father.

"Well, say hello to Mayor Perrin for me, too, and tell her that your father likes her politics."

"Got it."

"It's cold in Alaska right now, right?"

"Don't believe it, it's warmer than Chicago."

The father and daughter talked for a long time, and Cassidi put down the phone and got busy again, and her job now was to follow Sara Perin and summarize her opinions on the renovation of the mayor's office, and then pass them on to the renovation company, as well as other paperwork chores.

The princess of the female mayor is also very sick, very picky about decoration, and often changes her mind, so it has only been half a month before she officially takes office.

Busy until the end of the day, he knocked on the door and walked into the mayor's office to report to work, Sara Perin was watching the news with his staff, 'shhh', turned back and signaled to himself not to talk, and wait.

'APLUS gave a speech today in front of the Lincoln Monument in Springfield City, continuing to attack the alleged systematic persecution of him with the media hunt......

Local TV reported.

"This kid is making a lot of trouble endlessly!" One of the staff members scoffed, and the other whites in the room laughed.

Cassidy saw the man in the picture wearing a long black trench coat, smiling and shaking hands with Jesse Jackson and then walking onto the podium, her heart was snickering, and she immediately peeked at the other people in the room, and found that no one was paying attention to her, so she stood behind the sofa and looked at it stupidly.

"Thank you, thank you Pastor Jackson for your great speech."

Springfield City is the place where Lincoln worked as a practicing lawyer, and he was buried here, so there are many memorial buildings here, former residences, cemeteries, libraries, museums, monuments, and it is a good tourist attraction, in front of the monument of the towering granite obelisk and bronze statue of the former grand commander who made great contributions to the black people, Song Ya took a deep breath of cold air, calmly and calmly took out the draft of the speech, and said in a half-unscripted voice: "In 1860, Lincoln was elected general here, Train to Washington for ......"

"More than 100 years later, after the Civil War and the affirmative action movement, America is still a country full of discrimination and systematic persecution against Afro-Americans and other ethnic minorities......"

"I am here today not to talk about my personal experience, but to take this opportunity to talk to you about some bad signs in the media in the United States, those media that ignore the principle of fairness, arbitrarily use media hegemony to mislead the people, and carry out systematic persecution of ethnic minorities."

"Lincoln said that you can deceive everyone at some point, and you can deceive some people at all times, but you can't deceive everyone at all times. I think this point has now been forgotten by many media people, who lie wantonly, ignore facts and historical truths, and who have gone back to believe that the truth is the truth when lies are repeated a thousand times, and they are the ghosts of Goebbels who still stubbornly wandered over the United States at the end of the 20th century. ”

"But I think they will fail, because history will give a fair assessment in the end!"

"When it comes to history, I believe that history is the only, irrefutable truth in this world. What happened in the past cannot be changed, it cannot be reversed, my mother is my mother, my mother's grandfather is her grandfather, and everything they did in their lives may not be as well known as the massacre and enslavement of the Indians and the Jews to all blacks, but it has definitely happened...... It's better than one plus one equals two, isn't it? My math grades in college were okay, and I knew that maybe someday someone would prove that one plus one doesn't equal two, and that was likely to happen......"

New York, Damon Dash's home in Brooklyn, "What is this guy?" Dame。 Jazzy complained to his brother while watching TV, "One plus one doesn't mean that both are out, and those Nger outside can understand it." ”

"Maybe he didn't want everyone to understand." Damon Dash said.

The most clever guy in Brooklyn has guessed the truth, and Song Ya wants to fight back against FoxNews and make a statement, but he also wants to cool down the protests here in New York, Christmas and New Year are approaching, and old relationships here, such as the city police commissioner, are also afraid of making a big deal on a major holiday and causing the whole thing to get out of control.

So, try to avoid inflammatory remarks, so he said in the middle of the sentence: 'Trust the wisdom and judgment of all minorities, I believe they will turn their noses up at the fanning of the media and fake news, and choose whether or not to express support for our cause after calm and self-respecting and self-loving reflections in a calm private environment.' ’

"My mother's grandfather lived in Cameroon all his life, and I wouldn't say that he was a black slave enslaved by the Southern States, and that's the biggest difference between me and some of the media, I don't make up nonsense and fool people with fake news in order to get some benefits. The first time I left Chicago for New York, I was a poor boy in second-hand clothes......"

'Drip...... Drip...... Drip ......'

At the University of Chicago School of Medicine, where the only thing except for the APLUS speech was the ticking of medical equipment, Rashida looked back at her father, who was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, sniffed guiltily, and looked back at the TV.

APLUS is in the center of the picture as he was yesterday in Highland Park, and unlike yesterday when he was surrounded by white elites such as Fox Group and the president of Fox Films, who flattered, applauded, shook hands, and toasted to him, today he was surrounded by Jesse Jackson, Malcolm Ax's widow, Pierre Sutton, local Chicago pastors, affirmative action lawyers, black politicians, etc., and the battle of stars and moons was like another Dr. King.

"Whether I have money or not, I will challenge every discrimination I encounter, and realize the dream of Commander Lincoln's emancipation of black slaves and equality for all, because I know that history will prove that what I did is undoubtedly right, and I am willing to fight for it for the rest of my life."

"The discrimination and systematic persecution against us must stop, and media practitioners who violate the principles of fairness must be punished...... I have nothing else to say about my position. ”

APLUS's handsome face stared coldly at the camera, as if staring at herself, Rashida held her face and continued to look at it, and when he finished his last sentence, when the crowd under the podium applauded and cheered enthusiastically and began to hug Jesse Jackson and Malcolm Ax's widows, the girl leaned limply against the iron railing at the foot of the hospital bed.

'Bang! ’

Murdoch's office door at News Corp was pushed open by Roger Ayles, the president of FoxNews, who strode in, glared angrily at the 'villain', and then looked at Murdoch behind his desk, "Why did you suddenly stop Hannday's column!?" ”

"Hannity's discriminatory remarks against female guests last week were very inappropriate."

The villain replied on behalf of the boss.

"This is not the truth!"

Roger Ailes didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to question Murdoch, "You were bought by that kid's sixty million dollars, right?" To save your messy studio!? Today the news is all over the place. ”

"Nothing at all, Roger."

Murdoch replied helplessly: "And the station is just a small punishment for Hannedy, and he can come back with an apology statement to the lady." ”

"Hannity is my man! I won't let my people suffer such insults! Roger Ayres roared.

"Your people? FoxNews belongs to News Corp! Roger! "Villain," your streamers should take a little into account the principle of fairness in the media. ”

"The principle of fairness has long been abolished!"

Roger Ayres glanced at him disdainfully, "Our target group doesn't need the principle of fairness, they just want to get recognition and what they want to see when they watch my TV station, those liberals are full of lies, they only know how to attack the American government and country, every reporter takes the discovery of another Watergate scandal as the goal of life, thinks that the elite who has the only truth, regards the majority of ordinary Chinese people as ignorant gangsters, and loves foreigners more than American people......"

"You have to keep a little bit of decency." The villain said, "If you really want us to have more subscribers than CUU." ”

"Fuck you decent! Let's ...... it like this."

Roger Ayres stood in front of the villain and made eye contact with him, "You go, or I go, or Hannity comes back, or I go." It's an ultimatum, make a decision! Mr. Murdoch. "After the showdown, he slammed the door and left.

"I don't think we can control him." The villain said.

"Hoo ......"

Murdoch didn't respond, and sighed in distress, but suddenly the door was pushed open again, and Roger Ayres walked back, "Which of you has coins?" ”

"Coins?"

"Twenty-five meters is fine."

This nonsensical question stumped Murdoch, and he fumbled in his pocket, but could not find the coin.

"I have."

The villain grabbed a coin, Roger Ayres unceremoniously fished it away, and the man slammed the door again like a whirlwind and left, leaving the News Corp. building straight away, finding a public phone booth on the side of the road, looking at the number in the mobile phone text message and dialing back, "Mr. Cheney......

"I know where the borders are, and I know how to report on Barn!"

"So you're also teaching me to do things? You're teaching me to do things too!? ”

"I don't know what it means to stop here! I'm a journalist and you're not! ”

"You politicians with no limit......

After chatting with the former defense minister of the Elephant Party for a few minutes, he shouted and shouted, and his fat face turned the color of pig liver, "Okay, I know how to do it, but you owe me once, M-Fxxk!" ”

In the end, he finally relented, but he was even more angry, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he smashed the microphone back into the telephone, and when he walked out, he touched the bottom of his nose casually, and he bled again, "Ah! He screamed and fainted in the street.