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【628】Deviated track(1/3)

early morning.

Smith was greeted by Gadrew, and the family was having breakfast. The aunt took the initiative to greet him: "Smith, let's have something together?"

He squeezed out his signature ugly smile and declined: "If I had known it was so rich, I would have kept some stomach, but now I don't need it anymore. I ate a lot at home."

While speaking, Li Qin had already stood up, and the two of them opened the door of the living room and walked out.

Smith said: "Helena returned to Portland last night and greeted me before leaving. Today's afternoon news will have a long-term special report, which is an exclusive interview with Retia."

I don't care about the exclusive interview with Li Qin.

Because this was the result of Helena, it was not very helpful to Retia; the fundamental reason for the campaign crisis was the two aspects of the demonstration on the reservation and the hindered Cannet project.

If these two problems are not solved, no matter how much exposure is exposed, it will be useless. Instead, it will make some people feel like watching jokes.

The two chatted for a while, and saw Smith away, and Li Qin returned home to continue having breakfast.

Retia had finished eating and said curiously: "What did Smith say?"

Li Qin said: "It's nothing, I just passed by and told me that your interview will be broadcast at noon."

Retia did not raise any doubts. Smith was responsible for their safety. During the interview that day, Smith was staying in the campaign office.

He is the closest friend and has experienced many major events together.

So it's no surprise that he might have contacted Helena in secret.

"I am going to the reservation today to set up a platform for the project construction and to appease the protesters. I believe they will understand our good intentions."

Li Qin smiled and kissed her cheek: "Be careful and listen more to Bamlo and Kunpa's arrangements."

Rethia is still too naive to convince people with reason.

Upana, this rat shit, will not be solved if it is not removed.

But Li Qin would not point it out. He didn't ask for it for so many days, just waiting for Retia to face it himself.

"I know, don't worry." Retiya also gave him a sweet kiss and left.

Of course Li Qin lied.

Smith passed by not simply talking about Helena, but told Li Qin that Vicky's mission could be finished.

Things were going smoothly unexpectedly.

Brian is about to propose to Patty.

A fire in the backyard will be an inevitable result, because in addition to subtle influence of Patty, Vicky also found many women to seduce Brian.

The mine has been buried, so I waited for him to step on it.

Although, with Old George's plan now, this little conspiracy is no longer important, but after so long, Li Qin has no need to waste it.

Just think...

Give them some starters first.

Another thing, Aiken has not given any reply yet.

Li Qin was a little confused about this.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.

There is no reason for Aiken not to help this. Even if the state capital successfully attacked Retia's campaign, it is still necessary to open up the reservation and cooperate with the state capital.

In short, this failure was not a failure and did not affect the important position of Li Qin and Retia in Eugene.

Aiken wants to win over himself, and now is the time to add icing on the cake.

Li Qin was puzzled and finally stopped thinking about it.

Whether FBI intervenes is no longer important. At that time, Isaac will lead the team to arrest people, plus the recording and shooting of Shanghai Lena, Paul has no way out under public opinion.

Speaking of marriage proposal.

It was actually Vicky and Patty's premonition.

Brian mysteriously said that he met and went shopping at Eugene's hypermarket at 7 o'clock in the evening, and the two had only one chance to make a good deal.

Vicky asked someone to investigate several wedding planning companies and learned that there was indeed a proposal in a hypermarket that day.

...

Six o'clock in the evening.

Next to a certain street in Eugene, a group of people lined up in front of a business car and registered their attendance service hours in an orderly manner.

Wu Rui was among the people. During this period, he cleaned the streets like an ascetic, thinking nothing, like a walking corpse.

It was his turn to register, and the above recorded 120 hours of community service time, for a full fifteen days, eight hours in a row, regardless of wind and rain.

In fact, more people will choose to allocate good time, such as doing four hours a day in the morning, doing odd jobs in the afternoon, or enjoying life.

These community service workers are between criminals and ordinary people. As long as they report on time every day and do not miss the normal life, they will not be restricted.

However, Wu Rui is like a traditional Chinese student who has just started summer vacation and will definitely finish his homework in the first few days.

But the community service time he was punished was really long, and even this kind of ascetic life would have to last for a full half year.

Life is hit hard and it is not so easy to let go.

So even his mother Wu Xi did not stop comforting, hoping that time could smooth everything.

"Hey Wu, let it go, you're in a bad state."

The community staff registered for him and couldn't help but comfort him.

This is a slim girl. To be precise, she is already thirty years old, but she has a baby face. She can't be very beautiful, but at least she feels very comfortable.

Wu Rui looked up and squeezed out a pale smile: "Thank you, Linda, I'm fine."

Linda glared at her anger: "How come you are okay? Although you have violated the law, isn't it a process of reforming yourself now? Don't underestimate yourself, the future will be long."

"If you need it, I can let you join the Psychological Mutual Aid Association, everyone will talk to each other, and the suppressed emotions will be released."

Wu Rui shook his head: "No, it's time for me to go home."

Linda curled her lips and turned around and said, "Hey, I'm going to come tomorrow night, are you going to come? They are all my friends, six or seven."

Wu Rui was stunned for a moment and turned around and said, "I just got divorced and didn't plan to talk to friends."

Linda's face turned red: "I, I don't have that meaning, just, just..."

She couldn't say it.

Because the fact is that she does take good care of Wu Rui.

Whether it is love, people of this age will not make a conclusion, let alone... he has a criminal record?

Normal people will be rejected by people with this background.

"Sorry, I'm just explaining the facts, I'm sorry." After that, Wu Rui left.

The girl in the car sighed and planned to adjust her mindset.

but.

Not long after walking, Wu Rui still regretted it.

He thought that his failure to comply just now was not a gentleman's behavior, let alone...

"When did I become so narcissistic? People don't necessarily like me, maybe they just sympathize."

Thinking of this, Wu Rui glanced at the brightly lit hypermarket in the distance and walked over silently.

Cosmetics, lipsticks? Not that.

Bag? It's far worse.

He is not good at pleaseing girls. The last time he pleased was a few months ago. He came back from another place to bring a bottle of niche brand red wine to Patty, who was once his wife, in exchange for a dry thank you.

Wu Rui finally stopped at a pen shop, remembering the girl signing and registering the occasionally broken pen every day. She went in and spent 300 yuan to buy a mid-range price, and asked the clerk to make gift packaging.

Then he carried the things and prepared to go home.

Just as I passed by the store lobby.

The brisk music sounded, and a group of passers-by suddenly danced in the center.

Countless balloons began to scatter upstairs.

Passers-by exclaimed and avoided, but took out their phones to take pictures: "Flash? Oh, God, it's a marriage proposal!"

Wu Rui stopped and was stunned.

And his eyes were even more congested and red.

A tall and handsome man holding a microphone and kneeling on one knee at a gorgeous woman—

"Miss Patty Gelman, would you marry me?"

Wow.

All around me are envious and amazed.
To be continued...
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