Hadi's private jet flew directly to Miami. As the election approaches, all parties are busy giving speeches in various places and making their final efforts for the election.

The plane landed at Miami Airport and Michael came to greet them. After Hardy got off the plane, he saw Michael and gave him a hug with a smile.

The two got in the car and sat in the back seat. Hardy asked, "Are you tired of following Johnson's speeches all the way?"

"It's very fulfilling. This is the life I like." Mike said with a smile.

Hadi approached Mike and said, "Learn more now, and then run for the Senate, sit in the Senate, become a party leader, and then participate in elections. I believe you will have the opportunity to sit on the presidency in the future."

"I'll work towards that direction," Mike said.

"By the way, how's your speaking career going lately?" Hardy asked.

"Very good. We have made arrangements in advance. The number of people attending each lecture is around 20,000 to 30,000, and in big cities it can reach 40,000 to 50,000."

"Where's Dewey?"

"After the 'black gold' incident, Dewey's popularity has dropped significantly. His speeches are obviously not as large as those of President Johnson. There are also rumors that Dewey often scolds team members for this."

Hadi smiled after hearing this.

The car soon arrived at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel where President Johnson was staying. The Ritz-Carlton is the world's leading luxury hotel. Since its establishment in the 19th century, it has always adhered to the luxurious and elegant style and has become the preferred hotel for celebrities and politicians to stay.

When Hardy and Mike walked into the presidential suite where Johnson was staying, Johnson was chatting with a fat old man in his sixties. When he saw Hardy coming in, he immediately smiled and stood up and gave Hardy a hug.

The others in the room also stood up.

"What did you gain from your trip to Europe?" President Johnson asked with a smile.

"Those countries need to rebuild, and what they need are steel, cement, food, and daily necessities. You know that my Hardy Group specializes in media, and we don't have much business in Europe. We acquired some luxury brands, but we can only say that we have made small gains," Hardy said with a smile.

"Hardy, let me introduce you, this is my running mate, Vice President William Buckley." Johnson introduced the fat old man to Hardy.

Although Hardy met William Buckley for the first time, he had heard of his name. Buckley was a lawyer by training and had served as a criminal prosecutor and county court judge. Later, he worked in the House of Representatives and the Senate. In 1937, he began to serve as the leader of the majority party in the Senate. He was a Democratic congressman with deep roots.

This year, Buckley was selected as Truman's running mate at the Democratic National Convention to help Truman with his campaign, which, of course, was mainly intra-party activities.

Hardy also knew that William Buckley later became vice president after Johnson was re-elected and served until the end of Johnson's term.

"Hello, Mr. Barkley. I've always heard President Johnson talk about you, but today is the first time I meet you." Hardy shook hands with Barkley enthusiastically.

Barkley smiled and shook Hardy's hand, saying, "We are very similar."

Hadi was stunned. "Why do you say that?"

"Haha, I am responsible for helping President Johnson gain support within the party, and you are responsible for helping President Johnson gain public support. Don't you think they are similar?" Barkley said with a smile.

Hardy laughed too.

"Thank you for your compliment. What I have done cannot be compared with what you have done." Hadi said modestly.

Barkley shook his head seriously, "No, your black gold incident was a crucial step to winning this election. It completely crushed Dewey's power. No one can erase your contribution."

"Black gold incident".

Hardy thought, now that it has a special name, this incident will probably be recorded in the history of the US election.

Everyone sat down and continued chatting.

President Johnson smiled and said, "Everywhere I go, the people are very enthusiastic. To be honest, I am a little tired now, but I am full of energy."

"I think now is the time when you should pay more attention to security issues. I remember President Roosevelt was assassinated when he was giving a speech in Miami," Hardy said.

Buckley nodded and said, "Hardy is right. I remember that in 1933, a man named Zangara fired five shots at President Roosevelt. Fortunately, he missed. We cannot make the same mistake."

Hadi said to President Johnson: "You have three more speeches coming up, including one in Miami. How about I call in some HD security personnel to strengthen the security?"

President Johnson looked at the others and asked, "Is this necessary?"

The team members nodded in unison, believing that it is better to be cautious. At this last critical moment, who knows if someone will do something desperate and do something rash.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Hardy." President Johnson nodded in agreement.

Then several people continued to chat, and the topic was of course how to increase support rates. However, now things have reached the final stage, and to be honest, all the tricks that should be used have been used, and no one has come up with any better strategies.

Hadi suddenly thought of something and said, "Mr. President, I have an idea."

"Oh, what's the idea?" Johnson asked.

Everyone else looked at Hardy.

Everyone here knows that Hardy can always come up with some wonderful plans, and these plans can often kill the enemy.

"Why don't we have a live 'Presidential Debate' show?"

"Live debate?"

Everyone felt that this word was new.

The first real live presidential debates began in 1960, when one of the candidates, John Kennedy, challenged another candidate, Nixon. Nixon accepted the challenge, and the two had a debate on television.

In this debate, Nixon, who had served as vice president for eight years, performed very poorly and was very nervous, while Kennedy spoke eloquently and won praise for himself.

After the debate, Nixon's approval rating dropped significantly, while Kennedy's rose significantly.

From then on, it became a tradition for the US presidential election to be debated on television.

But it was 1948, and live televised candidate debates had not yet appeared, so when Hardy brought up the idea, the people present naturally did not understand.

After Hardy's detailed explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

After Hardy finished speaking, he smiled and said: "The debate will be held on ABC TV. We use our own host. Sometimes the host's words and the commentators' words can have a certain tendency, which is very powerful for us."

"If Dewey accepts the challenge, you can then openly ask him about his policy on flowers and remind people of the 'black gold' incident. This will be a great humiliation for Dewey, and I believe he will look very embarrassed."

"What if he doesn't accept the challenge?" Barkley asked.

"Haha, that doesn't matter. We have already announced the challenge to the newspapers. If Dewey doesn't accept the challenge, it means he is afraid. Do you think people will like a presidential candidate who is timid and dares not accept the challenge?"

"Afterwards, I will ask the newspapers to do some publicity and find a few commentators to write a few commentary articles to severely criticize Dewey. I believe this will further reduce his popularity."

Everyone looked at Hadi.

Heart said.

Hardy's plan is really vicious.

Agree, Dewey's scars from the black gold incident were exposed during the debate.

If you disagree, it means you are timid and dare not take up the challenge, but you can still carry out a wave of publicity.

I have to say,

This is a brilliant strategy, and it is a blatant one.

Dewey had no way of cracking it.

"I think this plan is great, I agree," Barkley said with a smile.

Others also expressed their agreement.

Finally, Johnson smiled and nodded. "Then let the election committee issue a challenge to Dewey, and let the newspaper publish the challenge."

night.

A small cocktail party was held in the hotel banquet hall. Marilyn Monroe, Shania Twain and seven or eight other male and female pageant stars also came to the party. Hardy then realized that they were also here to promote the show in Miami.

The reception was lively.

Everyone was drinking and chatting and it was very relaxing.

Hardy came to the crowd of stars holding a cup. When everyone saw the super boss coming, they looked at Hardy in silence.

"Thank you for your hard work during this period. I would like to offer a toast to you. You are all members of the Hardy Group, and I believe you will all have a bright future." Hardy said with a smile.

The big boss toasted, and everyone quickly raised their glasses and took a sip.

Hardy looked at Monroe and asked with a smile, "Is your leg okay?"

“Ah~!”

This sentence reminded Menglu of the embarrassing incident that happened that day, and her face turned red.

Everyone else had also heard about how Monroe was stranded in San Francisco because of a stomachache, and how she boarded the big boss's private jet and fell off the bed during landing. Now that Hardy mentioned it, everyone else was holding back their smiles.

"It's fine now." Meng Lu replied with a red face.

Hardy drank quite a bit at the cocktail party and was already staggering when he walked. When he got on the elevator, Monroe and a few others were also in it. The elevator was shaking noticeably when it started, and Hardy felt dizzy all of a sudden.

Reach out to the side.

The hand just grabbed towards Menglu, and Menglu quickly grabbed Hardy and supported him, "Mr. Hardy, are you okay?"

Menglu asked concernedly.

Others also rushed forward to help out with concern.

Hardy looked a little dazed, and was slowly helped to his room. After Hardy lay on the bed, the assistant looked at the others and said, "Everyone else, go out."

At this moment, Hardy stood up from the bed and was about to take off his clothes. The assistant saw this and quickly called out to Menglu, who was walking at the back, "Ms. Menglu, wait a moment."

"Ah, what's wrong, Mr. Assistant?" Meng Lu asked in surprise.

"You come and help Mr. Hardy undress." Then he walked out.

The assistant is a man, and it is inappropriate for him to help the boss take off his clothes. If there is any gossip between Boss Hardy and the assistant, the boss will probably kill himself.

Of course,

If there was a rumor that the boss had something ambiguous with his actresses, people would just smile. Isn't that normal? So the assistant chose to let Monroe help Hardy clean up.

Menglu walked to the bed, supported Hardy and helped him take off his suit jacket, but at this moment she heard a click at the door and the assistant went out.

Menglu hung up the suit. Boss Hardy's suit looked very high-end, and it might cost hundreds of dollars.

Menglu guessed too little.

This handmade custom suit was tailored for Hardy by two senior tailors in Genia. If it were sold, it would probably cost thousands of dollars.

Then Monroe helped Hardy take off his shoes.

You can tell at first glance that these are handmade custom leather shoes.

Then Menglu hesitated, should she take off her pants?

Finally, Monroe gritted her teeth, unbuckled Hardy's belt, and pulled his pants down with force, but Hardy was too heavy and she couldn't get his pants down. Finally, Monroe thought of a way. She climbed onto the bed, knelt on Hardy's thighs, and pulled his pants down with her hands.

“Hmm~!”

Hardy snorted.

With the movement of her legs, Monroe's body became unstable and she fell on Hardy. Hardy closed his eyes and hugged Monroe. He turned over and flipped Monroe to the side, with his thighs pressing directly on Monroe's body.

But that’s not all.

Hardy's hands were not honest, and he started to touch Monroe's body again, as if he was looking for something.

Tonight, Monroe was attending a cocktail party. She was wearing a low-cut evening dress. Hardy touched her a few times, then he reached his hand into her collar with ease and grabbed everything inside. Then he stopped moving.

Meng Lu's eyes widened in surprise.

Oh my god,

Got caught.

Oh my god! What should I do now?!