"Why can't he run next time, or run later, why does it have to be now?"
Mr. Qiao Bafu was very irritated, his fists clenched tightly before quickly releasing.
"If... I mean, if the Mayor could say a few words for me?" he seemed to have only this option left, as he looked hopefully at the campaign team leader.
The latter still shook his head, "It's not possible, Qiao, the Mayor isn't from Golden Port City, he doesn't have that much influence."
"Even worse, it could have the opposite effect."
"The best thing now is if you could convince the Lance family to compete fairly with you."
"Or you give up this election, or persuade them to give up this election."
"Other than these options, I really can't think of any other way."
Mr. Qiao Bafu pursed his lips, "What if we hire a security company to protect our campaign activities?"
He had not expected that one day, he would have to do such a thing.
