dkrc Chapter 45 My brother and I will follow your lead.
Chapter 45 My brother and I will follow your lead.
Detroit.
Nicholson Pier.
Meng Ran sat in the passenger seat and checked his watch—6:18 PM.
After leaving the scrap yard in the afternoon.
Meng Ran first said goodbye to Mike, and then went to visit the old item recycling stalls set up by the association in various communities.
Then they visited several more docks to scout out locations.
Of course, while scouting the location, he also consulted Thea on some matters.
She told Meng Ran that the association's donated items were either loaded onto ships at Nicholson Wharf or at Detroit River Wharf.
In other words, if Howard is indeed using the guise of donating used appliances and cell phones to ship out waste materials, these are most likely the two options.
Now all we need to do is wait.
When they ship goods again, they can use the port authority management personnel they just bribed to enter the dock and look for evidence.
To be honest, the economic crisis is a good thing.
The Detroit Port Authority's dockworkers are all incredibly poor.
In addition, there is a culture of legal lobbying in the United States.
That afternoon, Meng Ran found it even harder to bribe them than to bribe security guards in domestic residential communities.
In a great mood.
Meng Ran hummed a song as he looked out at the night sky. He changed into formal attire in his car, intending to return to Grosspoint for a dinner party.
Although Jungle Night is an environmental charity dinner, attendees are expected to dress formally according to tradition and custom.
Even the dinner's initiators, Clarissa and Charlize Theron, were required to wear formal attire.
The other side of the jungle night banquet scene.
A green carpet stretched from the outside into the banquet hall, with dozens of "fake reporters" hired to create an atmosphere on both sides, as well as genuine media professionals who came spontaneously.
The incessant clicking of the camera shutter.
A continuous stream of flashes.
It undoubtedly gave everyone who stepped onto the green carpet a taste of what it's like to be a star.
This part was suggested by Meng Ran when Clarissa was preparing for the dinner.
So far, the results have been very significant.
The emotional value for the guests attending the banquet was immediately maximized, which might make them even more willing to donate money later.
however.
Clarissa, who was standing at the entrance of the banquet hall to greet guests, had no time to pay attention to the benefits that the green carpet brought.
Her gaze lingered on the club entrance.
"What on earth has Bane been up to?" Theron, standing next to her, was also paying attention to this matter.
Clarissa glanced at Theron but did not answer the question.
Previously, she treated Theron as a client.
Now... ha!
After mentally grumbling, Clarissa immediately put on a warm smile and took two steps forward, because another important guest had arrived.
"Oh my goodness, I never expected the mayor's wife to be here too."
On the lawn not far away, Mrs. K, dressed in an evening gown, covered her mouth and gasped softly.
"Her husband is embroiled in scandals, Detroit's economy is collapsing, and he might be forced to resign soon. So what's there to be happy about? She's here," Edward remarked from the side.
"..." Mary clenched her fists.
Two minutes later...
Mary looked at the new guest and exclaimed softly, "Oh, a star player from the Pistons?"
"Just a role player who only plays for a few minutes in a game," Edward added, like a straight man in a comedy routine.
"Edward!" Mary finally couldn't take it anymore. "Wrong is wrong. What's the point of saying these strange things here?"
"What did I do wrong?"
"Oh, damn it, who was it that said no one would come to this dinner? Do you think that by belittling these guests here, you can prove that what you said back then was right?"
"I'm not trying to belittle them; my assessments of them are all based on objective facts," Edward retorted stubbornly.
After saying that, he immediately changed the subject: "Where's Kieran?"
Mary gestured in one direction with her eyes, sounding annoyed: "Over there. He said he wanted to record this important moment for Liz and make a DVD as a keepsake."
Edward looked in the direction she indicated.
But then they saw Clarissa's brother, Kieran, holding a handheld DV camera and filming here and there.
This scene would probably bring a knowing smile to the face of any normal person.
However, Edward, Detroit's number one narcissist, got angry and yelled, "There are at least a hundred celebrities in the banquet hall!"
"Such a good opportunity, and Kieran doesn't go in and talk to them, but instead films a video outside? Does he think he's the director?"
"Didn't you just say these guests aren't very good? If that's the case, what's the point of Kieran chatting with them?" Mary immediately retorted.
"..." Edward was speechless, caught between the conflicting thoughts in his own brain.
Clarissa, on the other hand, was naturally unaware of what had happened between her parents.
She was still greeting guests while gazing at the club entrance, waiting for Meng Ran's arrival.
pity.
And so we waited until 7 p.m.
The cocktail party, which was supposed to be a free-flowing event, ended, and it was time for the speeches and charity auction, but we still hadn't seen them.
Blasted.
I'm devastated.
They were equally frustrated.
And Kieran.
He's being scolded right now.
Edward dumped all sorts of English phrases with meanings similar to "too good to be true" or "too bad to be true" onto Kieran's head.
And the reason for all of this.
Kieran was the one filming.
It's fine to take photos outside.
They were still taking pictures after entering the banquet hall.
You should know that many of the people who came today are people we've never met before. Some even came all the way from neighboring Chicago.
"You think you can run for city councilor like this?"
"What makes you qualified to run for city council?"
"Have you raised enough campaign funds? How many people in Detroit know you? Don't expect me to beg for you; I won't waste my favors on a piece of trash!"
After venting his anger, Edward turned and left to continue his rant with Fatty Neil.
Kieran, whose head was buzzing, instinctively moved closer to Clarissa, who was preparing to give a speech.
The brother and sister were in a state of mental breakdown.
Look at me.
Let me look at you.
How can the word "miserable" possibly describe it?
"I don't understand. Edward always says not to expect him to help us, but what exactly has he done to help us?"
"I don't know," Clarissa said, looking towards the entrance of the banquet hall.
"The house, money, and connections in his family were all left by his grandfather. His position as city councilor was also secured with his grandfather's help. After his grandfather passed away, he couldn't even get re-elected!"
"I have no idea."
"In what ways is he better than us?"
"I have no idea."
"Besides saying you don't know, do you have any other excuse?"
"Bane!" Clarissa's tone suddenly brightened.
Kieran turned his head and saw Clarissa dart away in a flash.
Out of curiosity, he quickly made his way through the crowd chatting and followed Clarissa to the entrance of the banquet hall.
then……
His eyes widened instantly.
My sister, who is usually a well-behaved girl, pulled the man named Bane out of the banquet hall, hid him on the right side of the door, and then, surprisingly, hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Hou~Li~Crab!"
"Liz, what are you doing?"
"You're insane!"
Kieran screamed in a low voice.
Her eyes kept glancing into the banquet hall, as if afraid someone would come in, especially someone Edward knew.
Clarissa was also brought back to her senses by Kieran's voice.
She quickly broke free from Meng Ran's embrace.
He stood to the side with his head down, not daring to look at the two of them.
Only then did she realize that her fair face was slowly turning red.
As for Meng Ran, she was also a little confused.
It all happened so suddenly; Clarissa's kiss with him probably only lasted a second, and he didn't even get a chance to taste it.
He cleared his throat, breaking the ice, and asked Clarissa, "And this lady is?"
Before Clarissa could reply, Kieran, while curiously observing Meng Ran, extended his hand and said, "Kieran O'Connell, Liz's older brother."
"Hello, hello, I'm Bane." Meng Ran quickly extended his hand.
"Don't be nervous, he's not like my father." Clarissa finally recovered and laughed. "In fact, we're in the same boat. He was just being scolded by my father."
"..." Meng Ran hesitated whether to continue the conversation, since it was embarrassing and it was best to pretend she hadn't heard it.
Kieran, on the other hand, didn't care. He shrugged and recounted what had just happened.
He was actually feeling frustrated and wanted to vent to someone.
After hearing these words, Meng Ran...
"Isn't it just about letting the people at the banquet know you're running for city council in August? Why don't you just have Liz mention it casually during her speech?"
"I can make it silky smooth, but there's no point in mentioning it," Clarissa said, shrugging.
"Who said that? I'm asking you, what's the most important thing in an election?"
"What?"
"It's about getting a vote, letting more voters know your platform, and guiding voters to endorse your platform."
"so what?"
"I'd like to ask, is it any good that 200,000 yuan can produce three environmental stars? How strong is GG's ability and guidance?" Meng Ran asked with a smile.
He added, "If you just emphasize the data a little, and add your grandfather's and father's background as politicians, people will naturally flock to place bets, because Kieran has a high success rate."
Upon hearing this, the brother and sister couldn't help but exchange a glance.
Seeing this, Meng Ran sighed and said, "Still don't understand? Then I'll teach you how to say it."
"No, I know what to say!" Clarissa reached out her hand in refusal.
He glanced back at the banquet hall, gritted his teeth, and said, "Besides all that, I also want to properly thank my father for his guidance of my brother and me!"