Chapter 1441 - I’M GOING TO DRINK UNTIL I THROW UP! (2/2)
He was only one step away from the president’s throne. Whether the hardships of the past year would come to fruition or become worthless was determined at this moment.
His hands clenched again.
His palms gradually turned sweaty…
…
“Hahaha! Good job! Ivanka, go and help dad get the champagne from the fridge, my dear Mr. Bannon, the party has started early! We won two swing states! This is a great victory!”
Trump slammed his fist on the table as he laughed out excitedly.
Ivanka rolled her eyes but still went to the kitchen.
Just now, three swing states made their choices.
Other than the wrong choice made by C State, five and eleven electoral votes from N State and MI State respectively went into his pocket. The results of the two swing states’ ballots swept away the haze on his brows from the fact that IN State turned blue a few minutes ago.
“It’s too early to celebrate the victory. When F State comes out, I will definitely have a drink with you.” Steve Bannon pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, stared at the vote count on the TV, and said calmly.
Steve Bannon, the former executive chairman of the far-right Breitbart News Network, was currently the director of the Trump campaign. Although Mr. Bannon didn’t speak much in front of the public, he was the engine behind the Trump campaign.
Standing next to him was Kellyanne Conway.
As the only female member of the Trump campaign team, she was also the first female manager in the presidential campaign team in the history of the Republican Party. To a large extent, it was Ms. Conway who reversed the bad impression that Trump “disrespected women” among white women. And it was precisely because of her phrase that “the voters are eager to have someone outside of the political circle challenge the existing power structure” that prompted Trump to take the “non-mainstream” campaign approach. She was juxtaposed with Bannon as the two key members of the Trump campaign team.
“I agree with Mr. Bannon’s point of view. It’s a bit early to start the party.” Kellyanne Conway agreed with Steve Bannon’s point of view, but the joy between her eyebrows was the same as Trump’s.
The numbers shown on the TV proved that her work in the past few months had not been wasted. Whether it was for the promised bonus or for the promise of entering the top political circle in the country, this moment was worth celebrating. Republican Party, who had previously fallen behind, had caught up to the temporarily leading Democratic Party and even appeared to have overtaken.
But it was still too early.
The electoral votes of the remaining three swing states were enough to change everything and reshuffle the so-called advantages and disadvantages. Steve Bannon closed his eyes and prayed silently. His clenched palms were almost drenched with sweat.
At this moment, presumptuous laughter filled the room again and broke the silence in the living room.
“Haha, we won! We won! My dear Mr. Bannon!”
Just now, F State made a choice with its 27 electoral votes.
And there was no need to say what those 27 electoral votes meant.
The game was not over yet, but the winner was already decided…
“This time you have to drink with me! And Kellyanne too, you have to join us! Let us celebrate this great moment, we won!” With his flushed, Trump unscrewed the cork and handed the bottle in his hand to Steve Bannon as he said with a voice trembling with excitement, “Let’s toast to the UA!”
Steve Bannon opened his eyes and stared at the distinct red letters on the TV. He was silent for a long time.
The circles under his eyes gradually turned red. He suddenly stood up and called out fumblingly.
“How is champagne enough? Bring out the whiskey! I’M GOING TO DRINK UNTIL I THROW UP!”