Chapter 657 New Tumor
"Sir, it's almost time for you to speak." The butler came up to remind him, interrupting Amos's reverie, "All the guests have arrived at the banquet."
Amos raised his head and poured the red wine in the glass into his mouth.
Dr. Ken specially approved him to have a drink today.
Amos put the glass on the table and followed the butler downstairs.
The guests in the corner of the meeting room and the guests in the classical area all came to the lawn full of sunshine.
The temporary stage on the lawn, after the band's guitarist plucked the strings for the last time, the band bowed to the crowd collectively, left the stage, and went to the kitchen to find a place to eat to replenish their energy for the next performance.
Amos Joyce, in the eyes of everyone, walked onto the stage.
Several people pointed their cameras and video cameras at Amos - these are not ordinary media, these media have Amos's shares and are controlled by Amos.
It can be said that these media are Amos's mouthpieces - they are dedicated to cheering for Amos and singing praises. Amos can become the governor, and these media have also made great contributions.
He picked up the microphone on the stage, tested the sound, and said loudly: "Dear friends! Hello everyone, I, Amos Joyce, am very honored that you have taken out your precious time to attend my birthday party. I feel extremely grateful and lucky."
Everyone applauded.
Amos noticed that Marlene Taylor was sitting on one side of the long table, and there were no men around.
"This year is destined to be an unforgettable year. I have experienced ups and downs. Thank you for your support. I am very honored to serve as the governor of California. However, I am very unfortunately ill-"
Everyone whispered.
He actually spoke frankly about his illness?
"It wasn't until I became the governor that I realized how heavy the burden on the governor's shoulders was. I am responsible for the people of a state! I am responsible for America! Fortunately, I recovered from my illness! Hahahaha——"
He laughed loudly.
His political opponents were disappointed to find that Amos did not lie.
Amos standing on the stage did not look sick at all, his sharp eyes and sturdy body were no different from the man known as the "lion" in his memory.
The political opponents were very disappointed.
"...I am very proud and confident to say that I am a qualified, even excellent governor!"
"Since I took office, I have solved the employment problem of 13,000 people in California-"
"I have attracted billions of dollars of foreign trade business for our state-"
"I have secured more than a dozen CRRT bedside blood filtration machines for more than a dozen hospitals in our state-each of which is worth more than a million-"
"At the same time, the wine produced in California has been exported to Europe and Asia! I remind you that if you want to drink grapes this year, you can only buy them in other states... I wonder if the governors of other states will write thank-you letters to thank me for helping to clear their wine merchants' inventory?"
The crowd laughed.
"I also secured a lot of sponsorship fees for universities and high schools in California - I won't go into detail here."
"Finally, and most importantly, I eradicated the cancer that had been entrenched in California for decades - the drug lord Smith!"
At this time, a high-pitched and sarcastic voice came from the densely packed crowd below the stage: "Eradicate? No, you replaced him! You, Amos, are the new cancer of California! Even scarier and darker!"
