After hearing the other party ask about the election method, Fang Bingsheng was not in a hurry to answer. He looked at Li Jinren and the thin man with anticipation, licked his lips, and asked back: "Since Mr. Li is already a member of the Liberal Party, he must have some plans. How do you plan to choose? Or are you worried about it? Please tell me this below to see if it can make you feel better; otherwise, talking nonsense will inevitably become a cliché."

Fang Bingsheng did not answer directly because he was not familiar with Li Jinren's horse and could not be targeted. He did not want to speak out on his own, so as not to make people think that he was ambition and talented, and only knew the truth and could not operate. After all, he still valued this conversation and asked for advice.

Li Jinren was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Bingsheng and then glanced at the friend next to him, and seemed to be considering whether to say or not. After all, it is common sense to only say three-point words when meeting people. He is here to pick up other people's treasures, not to show off his treasures, but Fang Bingsheng's words also make sense. It is reasonable to use his own ideas as an introduction, and he hesitated for a moment.

In the dirty restaurant, because it was not yet time for workers to get off work, the small store was deserted, and there were only three middle-aged people sitting around a stained table: two rich and one poor, no one spoke for a while, and the store suddenly became quiet.

Seeing Li Jinren scratching his scalp, his eyes rolling around and without saying a word. The thin man next to him was a little anxious, and he laughed himself, patted Li Jinren on the shoulder and said something to him:

"Haha, Brother Li is very ambitious and has a wealthy family. He has met Mr. Zheng Abao, the president of the Liberal Party. It is said that he was repeatedly commended and encouraged. This time, Brother Li said that he would at least spend 50,000 silver dollars to run for the election and must be elected as a member of the Shaoguan MP."

"Fifty thousand?" Fang Bingsheng had a very surprised expression on his face. It seemed as if he heard someone who was ignorant of the world wanted to exchange cabbage for pearls.

This expression also shocked the other two people. Li Jinren asked in disbelief: "Fifty thousand silver dollars is not enough? Shaoguan is not rich, not as rich as the capital..."

Fang Bingsheng waved his hand coldly at this moment, just like when he was an executive, he said in a pissing voice: "Don't even think about 50,000 yuan. At least 200,000 yuan reserves, 100,000 main force, and 100,000 reserve team."

Upon hearing this, Li Jinren and Skinny both fell onto the dirty table.

But both of them were rich, and they were caught after only five seconds of falling on their chin. This time, the thin man asked impatiently: "Why do you need so much money? The election campaign in the popular constituencies in Beijing requires so much money. But Shaoguan's economy is not as good as that in Beijing."

Fang Bingsheng raised three fingers at him and said in a deep voice: "There are three main reasons for this need:

First, the election of donations has just begun, and the cost is not easy to estimate.

The Western campaign donation system has just begun. The cost of each city's economy can be estimated. But the capital is not touching the upper limit. This is just the first election; I read the newspaper. There is only one trend in the election, which is becoming more and more expensive. If you can find the upper limit. At least three to five years of observation, do you have data? Can you afford it?

Besides, in the first election of Longchuan, in that kind of small county town, the Liberal Party bosses invested about 40,000 or 50,000 yuan each? You are not as developed as the capital city, and will you be worse than the small county town of Longchuan?

Second, 200,000 is not all cost.

200,000 silver dollars does not require you to buy all your own lottery tickets, but to prepare for 100,000 yuan, and invest 100,000 yuan in lottery tickets, but you can’t buy all your own lottery tickets at once. You must observe the situation, be reasonable and witty, and use your financial resources in batches and situations.

You will never spend all your money. You should also buy stocks like buying stocks, see who can rise, buy lottery tickets from other powerful horses in your own camp and opponents of powerful horses. Their election will make you profit.

Judging from my experience in running lottery betting in Longchuan, after the election, no matter whether it is elected or not, I can always get a 50,000 to 70,000 yuan to get a profit of tens of thousands of yuan.

You actually expect the cost to be only 30,000, which is not expensive! Think about it, you spent 10,000 yuan to buy a platform for lack of Tao in the Qing Dynasty, but there is a pit of 100 radishes! In order to squeeze out other radishes to make up for the lack of radishes, you have bribed gifts. The money to make up for the lack of money is the big deal. If you really want to become a real power platform, at least 30,000 yuan, and you can't beat the platform for lack of 50,000 yuan!

And this kind of gambling is a bet. Everyone knows that in a casino, if two people bet, the one who brings less money will always be guilty and always worry about gains and losses, and will eventually be swallowed up by the other person who prepares more money;

A strong reserve team can give you ease in the casino;

Third, if you want to be elected, you have to be valued by the big guys in your own camp and let them support you with the money from the party.

According to my research on Zheng Abao, I have fought with him; this person likes to be a hand-off manager, and he always lets his subordinates rush up first, like a suicide squad; he hides behind to check the enemy's firepower and find opportunities.

But even the Democratic Party cannot bear all your campaign investment. I forced a few candidates to pay in Longchuan; you dare to suppress your flesh and blood: Only when you are loyal, you will not retreat, and you will have combat effectiveness!

Okay, if you pay some money, the boss will pick you up. Then you must be the illegitimate son of Zhong Jialiang or Zheng Abao!

In other words, if you want to become a strong candidate in the Liberal Party, you must give the party leader a very good impression. This impression is that you dare to fight and rush. To put it bluntly: you are not afraid of spending your own money for the party, you are not afraid of losing face for the party, and even if you lose everything and lose your reputation, it doesn’t matter.

You have to give Zheng Abao the impression of this kind of person.

Only when you get his recognition can you get the strongest support in a critical moment, that is, to use the money of other party members to support you.

Finally, think about it: If you plan to invest 50,000 yuan, pay a party dues, and curry favor with the party’s tycoons, spend a lot of money to prepare for the election before the election, and spend a lot of money on the newspaper’s soft articles and charity in the city, then how much money do you have to spend to play the campaign lottery?

The number of candidates in both parties is now black, so does it seem that you are here? I’m afraid you can’t even enter the first echelon of candidates within the party.

At that time, you will be blackened by the enemy newspaper and scolded by your boss as a piece of shit. Because you have little money, you can't spread the investment lottery, so you can buy all of yourself. If you don't do it well, you will lose it! The main force who burns money will be destroyed and will be in history books. This life will be worth it. It is unlucky to choose that stupid guy!

Once you are not elected, it means that the money is gone, the reputation is gone, and the hope is gone in the party!

You'll throw away 50,000 silver dollars in vain!"

The two wealthy businessmen were sweating all over their faces and couldn't even interrupt a word. The thin man next to him bowed down this time and stared at Fang Bingsheng. He held his white handkerchief in both hands and supported the dirty table edge that he had never touched before and never let go. He didn't dare to breathe, and he held his breath and concentrated. He listened to every sentence with all his heart. There was no more contempt or distrust in his eyes.

Fang Bingsheng shut up, picked up the tiled bowl on the table and drank a sip of inferior white wine, and crossed his legs - at this moment, he was fearless. This is the real him!

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"Hao.Hao.Hao...I'm careless, careless. After all, people from small places..." Li Jinren lifted up his robe and kept wiping his sweat. The sweat flowed down like a waterfall, and he couldn't finish wiping it. From his fear, he could see that he didn't think so much before, and underestimated the complexity and difficulty of this matter. Maybe he was scared by the 200,000 yuan fund preparation.

Fang Bingsheng ignored the other party's panic and panic. This was a legitimate manifestation after listening to the experts' teachings, so he drank a big gulp on his own.

He had never been to this broken restaurant before, but the wine in the bowl was familiar: Water and Fire Street is full of such inferior white wine, and strong workers like to dry it in one gulp, and Fang Bingsheng choked every time he drank. However, at this moment, he drank this strong wine as relaxed as drinking tea, and he couldn't even taste the smell of wine, because "What's the matter with just strong wine? The night gave us black eyes, but we used it to find light and give those confused horse racing horses the light!"

Just as Fang Bingsheng was drinking his third sip of wine, an arm held his wrist. Fang Bingsheng turned his head and saw that it was the thin gentleman. He leaned forward and looked up at himself. His eyes were filled with tears and shouted:

"Fang Bingsheng! They don't let me be a candidate! Save me!"

"What, don't you be a candidate? Do you have any stains?" The wine bowl that was heavily put down by the heroic Ganyun, and the wine splashed on the table. Fang Bingsheng put on his arm, smoothed the oily robe, and raised his legs evenly. He seemed to be holding a knife for his younger brother to cut off his enemy's boss at any time, and replied angrily: "Speak! Let me see how I will solve it for you!"

The thin man was stunned for a moment and shouted, "I'm fine. I just started a businessman! I took a private concubine. Even she died of illness last year. I was as white as a snow lotus."

"Then do you have no money? It seems that sir is quite rich." Fang Bingsheng was a little surprised.

"Oh," the thin man sighed heavily and said, "It was finally time for them to ask me. I am also a member of the Liberal Party and my party certificate has been issued. But I just don't let me be a candidate! I said I don't want to donate campaign funds and I will give you 100,000 yuan in cash as a deposit for you? That's not OK! I won't push me as a candidate! Just let me do support work, this is just carrying a sedan chair for others!"

Li Jinren next to him was still wiping his sweat, but it seemed that his affairs were interrupted by his friend. After all, the mental preparation of 200,000 yuan was not something that could be done in a short time. He pointed to the thin man and said, "He was so miserable. He refused to accept him to join the party at the beginning. In the end, he tried to persuade the fellow villagers in the army to join the party and then he joined the party. However, the party dues and campaign funds he donated to join the party were 2,000 yuan more than me..."

"Why?" Fang Bing was stupid. Although both parties are rich and wealthy, they had to pay a lot of money when joining the party, which was used as a funding fund for everyone's activities or elections. However, 2,000 silver dollars is an astronomical figure for civilians, and it is not a small amount that can be blinked for the rich. It is too terrifying to add 2,000 silver dollars to someone's party standard. Is this person a wanted criminal in the Song Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty royal family?

The thin man finally sat up straight, and angrily stomped on the soil on the ground with his leather shoes, shouting: "Damn it, who said my surname is Kui!"
Chapter completed!