My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 1291 My Promise

Town council building.

In the lobby, various banners were hung high.

Tables were set up one after another, and the staff of the parliament were busy with various things.

In small towns, people's political participation is still very high.

This is not an indifferent big city. In fact, many people feel that they need to make their own contribution to the small town, and more often than not they regard the general election as a big party.

Therefore, many townspeople wandered over to participate in this grand event.

In fact, Ethan also knew many of them.

After all, serving as a town police officer for a period of time was not in vain. Some of these people had helped solve troubles, and some had been ticketed by themselves.

And those people will never forget this former town policeman with a notorious reputation.

He immediately changed state.

With a decent smile on his face, he kept saying hello to these people, and no one was left behind.

In his eyes, these people have become votes.

"Mrs. Kendall."

The crowd parted, and Gordon walked over quickly and extended his hand happily: "Welcome to the Parliament. I didn't expect to see you here. I know that you have always cared about Banshee Town."

As the former mayor’s wife, Jenny naturally attracts attention.

Everyone's eyes are fixed on it.

"Thank you."

She and Gordon gently held hands, then let go: "You are right, I should cheer up and do my part for the development of the town."

"Mr. Morgan this way."

With a wave of her arm, she pointed to the side: "I really appreciate his views on the town, so I decided to serve as his campaign aide and help Mr. Morgan run for the position of town mayor."

"That's what Danny wants to see and that's what I want to do."

Jenny looked around at the people around her and said loudly: "The Kendall family has been working hard for this goal."

"That is."

"Let Banshee Town be peaceful again!"

After some impassioned words, the entire parliament hall was silent.

Gordon struggled to maintain a smile and clenched his nails into his palms. Although he was very shocked, he must not make any rude behavior at this time.

"well said!"

A white-haired old lady walked forward excitedly and held Ethan's hand firmly: "I like your idea. This town really needs to calm down again, instead of having drug dealers everywhere."

"Just this slogan for you, my vote is yours."

"I hope you can do what you promised."

Ethan nodded seriously, and in turn held the old white woman's hand tightly: "That is the direction of my efforts."

"I will definitely find a way to do it."

"Actually, some people don't know, but some people know it very well."

After all, he is the protagonist, and he cannot be frightened at this time. He immediately said forcefully: "My father used to be the Sheriff of Banshee Town, and I have also been the town policeman here for a long time."

"Banshee Town is my home."

"If I can be elected, I will definitely drive those villains out of Banshee Town in the most familiar way."

"I'll show those people what Iron Fist is."

"My attitude is definitely tough."

Grabbing the old white woman's hand and raising it, Ethan said loudly: "Gangs will never be allowed to run rampant on the streets, and pills will never be allowed to poison our next generation. This is my promise."

"Let Banshee Town be peaceful again!!!"

"Correct."

"Yes."

"I like your idea."

With Jenny's endorsement and this impassioned speech, most people in the parliament hall were inspired and clapped their hands. The scene was full of excitement.

The election process is a process of establishing a character.

Ethan just wants to establish a tough image in everyone's mind, and at the same time, he can soften the edge with the help of the old white woman. It can be regarded as his idea.

"Click."

The town newspaper reporter raised his camera at the right moment to freeze the scene.

Young people are high-spirited.

The old man looked at him with kind eyes, as if times were changing, forming a perfect picture.

Jenny, who was standing in the back, kept applauding.

She looked at the part-time reporter with a smile, and immediately made up her mind that it was necessary to invite him to have coffee. The photo she took very much needed to appear on the pages of the Banshee Town Daily.

Gordon, who turned into a backdrop, managed to maintain a smile.

After the restless atmosphere calmed down, he immediately stepped forward to express his blessing to Ethan.

Political decency is very important.

Even competitors have to welcome each other, and this thing has to be covered with a high-sounding coat. No matter how fierce the fight is in private, dignity must be maintained on the stage.

Even if you lose the presidential election, the first thing you do is not feel sad, but congratulate the other party.

After saying a few words, Gordon took his assistant and left in a hurry.

The opponent is fierce.

His campaign must work on countermeasures.

"Mr. Morgan."

The white-haired old lady just now was holding Ethan's hand and said cheerfully: "I think you still remember me, right?"

"Of course, Lady Isabella."

The latter nodded, smiled and gave the old woman a gentle hug: "Thank you very much for your support. I didn't expect you to remember me. By the way, is little Katie okay now?"

This is Siobhan's high school teacher.

Her little granddaughter once fell into the well in the backyard, and it was Ethan and Siobhan who worked together to rescue the little girl from the well.

What was once goodwill has now been reciprocated.

If it hadn't been for the previous rescue action, it is estimated that the other party would not have been the first to rush out and shout for him.

But nevertheless.

Ethan thanked him anyway.

"God bless her, she's bouncing like a foal now."

Mrs. Isabella grabbed Ethan's hand and nodded slowly: "I'm serious. The current mayor is too weak. We need to make the streets clean again."

"I believe you can do it."

Winking at Ethan again, she said with a smile: "Hurry up and prepare the campaign office. The old man still has some private money."

"I can provide you with some trivial help."

It is extremely difficult for a lonely old man to live alone with his little granddaughter, but he still wants to provide financial support for himself.

For a moment, Ethan was so moved that he didn’t know what to say.

The only option is to hug the other person again.

Maybe good intentions always pay off! It was not in vain that I secretly left her a thousand yuan back then. The happier thing than helping someone is helping a good person with a kind heart.

And with Jenny’s help, I got to know many staff here.

After that, registration information started.

Soon Ethan faced his first hard threshold challenge. There were also requirements for election qualifications. Just anyone could not become a candidate for mayor.

That would annoy campaign committee staff to death.

(End of this chapter)