Chapter 690? Entering Litigation

Highland Park, "Boss, are you really not going to New York to participate in the second Hip-Hop Music Awards tomorrow? This year, almost all the big names in the hip-hop circle have gone. Except for you, TheSource Magazine is very upset."

"Let's take Common to lead the team. His last album dissed all gangster singers. The topic is on his side..."

Song Ya didn't want to go, and he was not in the mood to go. He and Goodman Hamlin were waiting in front of the TV. There was also a blonde beauty with the same big mouth as Julia Roberts, Ms. Washington lobbyist Ms. Sloan, It is also the new political consultant and congressional public relations he just signed. The former crisis public relations Eli is wholeheartedly helping Peter Flock in the election. Besides, that guy undoubtedly prefers Peter, who is expected to become the governor, between himself and Peter, and his loyalty is doubtful.

"Welcome back, let's continue the topic just now, Cassidy, what you just said...you support McVeigh, the main culprit of the Oklahoma City bombing, am I not wrong?" the male host asked the four Among the guests, Kasiti, who was sitting at the back, had beautiful makeup today, and she didn't wear rustic old-fashioned glasses. Her clothes were conservative but simple and decent.

"No, I don't support him at all. I just said that some of his opinions on the FBI are reasonable, such as the Waco tragedy..." Cassidy retorted mercilessly.

But in the middle of her speech, the black female guest on the opposite side suddenly interjected, "You are supporting him, and you agree with the political views of that white extremist!"

"Please wait until I finish speaking..." Kasiti raised her hand to signal the other party to calm down.

"You are a racist!"

"No, I, like you, firmly believe that whites and blacks are equal to each other..."

"Ha!" The other guests all looked sideways, and the black female guest immediately grabbed her sore foot, "Black man, why don't you just say the word that starts with N?"

"I'm sorry, African-American... OK? Isn't the Oklahoma City bombing we're discussing now?" Cassidy also raised her voice.

"Please calm down everyone! Calm down! Cassity, I heard that you have just been expelled from the University of Chicago for inappropriate remarks, right?" The male host turned his body to Kassity, "Your remarks in an exclusive interview with a southern newspaper It's much more intense than mine."

"I have been treated unfairly by the school, and I will file a lawsuit to defend my rights," Kasiti replied.

"I'm asking about your remarks. You said directly in the newspaper that the FBI also needs to do self-reflection about this bombing."

"Of course, shouldn't they reflect on themselves? My father, a police officer of the Chicago Police Department, was detained by the FBI for extended periods of time and was lynched by them..." Cassetti said excitedly.

"The FBI claimed in the latest briefing that your father was suspected of murdering federal employees and participating in multiple cases of excessive law enforcement and corruption." Another guest joined the battle.

"My father was innocent until he was found guilty, and this is not a reason for the FBI to abuse him in violation of the law. I will also sue the FBI." Cassetti said.

"So you have a lot of people to sue now. You have also received valuable gifts worth tens of thousands of dollars from the pop star APLUS, and you have received a salary far exceeding the industry average for his summer part-time job on A+ records, right? You He is a middle school classmate and a college classmate, and your recommenders when you entered the University of Chicago overlap, so let’s put it this way, you have a relationship with him, in school, right?”

The guests around her also laughed at her, "Your middle school classmates said that you once pursued APLUS fiercely. One time you tried to get into APLUS's car with a faceless face, but he left him ruthlessly alone in the parking lot. Compared with Is that too ironic for your political standpoint?"

Kasiti replied, "These are all rumors fabricated by the FBI to destroy my fighting spirit. APLUS and I are indeed classmates, so what? So I received an announcement from a gossip column?" She looked at the host.

"You are still young, Kasiti, maybe you should re-recognize your outlook on life..." The host stopped pretending,

The joint guests began to attack in turn, and she quickly fell behind, and later even had a big quarrel with the black female guest.

"Well……"

Song Ya rubbed the center of her brows with her middle finger in annoyance, "How did Kasiti become like this? Goodman..."

"I don't know, maybe I was brainwashed by staying with those conservative white people for a long time..."

Goodman turned off the TV, "Fortunately, with her position, it is impossible for medium and large media to issue announcements, so she can only argue with people on this small local TV station."

"This girl has potential, but Typhoon needs to be more unreasonable. Sometimes speaking in the media does not need to be rational and logical, especially for a guest like her who has an extremely distinctive personality."

Sloan said with a smile: "After a few more years of polishing, it should be welcomed by extreme whites. In fact, the strength of that group is not as weak as imagined. Many whites express their support for political correctness to the outside world, but in private...hehe, they will still secretly support her kind. Human."

"This is really..."

Cassidy turned into a white supremacist, this world is too magical, Song Ya shook her head, not knowing what to say, "Linda, call Michelle, I want to help her husband write Cassidy's recommendation Apologize for the letter."

"Okay." Linda dialed the phone.

"Let's pay attention to the FBI. They have suddenly become very aggressive in their behavior in the past two days. Vic and Sean have been formally entered into the proceedings. Peter Flock and you have also been hinted that they are related to this case."

After Song Ya and Michelle's husband talked and laughed and apologized, Hamlin said: "They are going to fight head-on."

"So I asked Ms. Sloan to join in."

Song Ya looked at her, "It's all up to you."

"I am very happy to continue to cooperate with APLUS." Sloan laughed.

"Our cooperation on the textile quota last time was very pleasant..." Song Ya was also polite to her.

"It's time to go." Old Mike pushed the door open and came in.

"Okay, let's go."

Several people packed the bags they had prepared, went to the airport to board the Gulfstream 4SP, and flew directly to Washington.

The FBI has finally begun to bring Vick's case into the litigation stage. It's better than facing the fog of fear all the time. At least as the lawsuit progresses, the FBI can clearly understand how much evidence the FBI has.

His main purpose of going to Washington this time is to explain the matter to Congressman Underwood and Deputy Commander Gore who have already received the news, and to seek support by the way. The FBI is likely to include himself and Peter as defendants at any time. If Sean or Vic wants to If one party chooses to confess in exchange for a plea deal.

Neither of the two big politicians refused. They met him in public and took a group photo with him, which reassured him a lot. Gore was still the same and never talked about actual topics. It was also impossible to admit anything to him, but he should have guessed it, or probably knew the FBI's judgment from other channels.

Both Underwood and Daly Jr. supported Peter's election for governor of Illinois. He was obviously very troubled by this matter, "APLUS, the expansion of that case is not good for anyone." Doug, who has been promoted to the chief of staff of the Underwood Whip Office When the two were alone, he said: "Chicago people hope to try to control the incident within a certain range of influence, you understand? At least wait until the governor's election is over."

"I understand." Taking another reassurance, Song Ya nodded. It's great that Underwood didn't mean to take advantage of the fire. Of course, he would voluntarily repay more. The two parties already have this tacit understanding.

"So you don't overreact to anything." Doug reminded.

"I've never..."

"Well, I know, keep it up."

It was still calm on his side. In Chicago, Cassidy and Tashawnee, together with the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, picked up the southern lawyer who was released on bail, and drove home together.

"I'm sorry to have caused you to be involved in my father's case." Kasiti sincerely apologized to him.

"Don't touch me, the dirty woman who was slept by Nger." Nanfang's lawyer pushed her outstretched hand away in disgust, and got into the car straight away.

"Return to the agency, we are not needed here."

The editor-in-chief didn't blame him, and took out a document to Kasiti, "We have announced in the newspaper that this is a social activity organization fundraising account fully operated by you, and it is specially used for your political activities and legal funds for rescuing your father. If someone continues to donate money to you through us, we will also help transfer it to this new account."

"Okay, thank you." Kasiti took the document and handed it over to Tashauni for him to finish the review, and then signed both with the editor-in-chief.

"Our future cooperation will be more covert and low-key, on the premise that you continue to put pressure on the FBI."

After the editor-in-chief finished speaking, he got in the car and left.

"In the future, I will be responsible for my own profits and losses. I don't know if I can afford your lawyer, Ms. Fetashauni." Kasiti watched their car drive away, and went to the bank with Tashauni to open a new account nervously. formalities.

"Here's the statement." The teller quickly delivered the statement.

Cassiti saw a total of seven remittances above, and the total balance was less than 100 knives, and she sighed to Tashauni: "Fortunately, they left me the last legal fee and activity funds before they left. "

"Probably...you can use it for more than a month, if you still want to continue to maintain the small-scale protests." Tashauni calculated in her mind, "If you stop the protests and dismiss those people, the money will be enough to hire me two months."

"It must be paid in full and on time, right? My father's case may take a long time." Kasiti asked.

"That's right..."

"If I want you to sue the university on my behalf again..."

"That's a new case."

"Okay, I can now receive some announcements, and media interview fees..."

The two walked out of the bank while chatting.

On the second day, small remittances continued to appear in the changed account, five dollars, ten dollars, fifteen dollars...

Suddenly, a number of five followed by three zeros jumped out, which was very conspicuous in the list of no more than two digits.

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