Abel’s mobile phone,

Apart from a few close friends, only family members know the number.

The phone number he called was the phone in his parents' room.

Therefore, the person calling over there was either Alexander or Emily.

"It's me, Alexander." Abel's father's voice sounded from the other side.

Abel held the mobile phone in his right hand, raised it with his left hand, and looked at the time on the watch.

Half past ten in the evening.

"Good evening, father. Aren't you going to rest at this time?" he said with a smile.

Emily and Alexander always go to bed very early, usually around ten o'clock in the evening.

The couple is used to getting up early.

In fact, most farmers in the United States go to bed very early because many farmers still need to get up early to work.

Even Alexander and Emily don't have to do most of the farm work.

But you also need to get up early because you need to get up early to watch the workers at work.

Otherwise, the work would have been completed in one or two hours.

These workers may not be able to finish the work all morning long.

"It's time to rest. There's something I want to tell you. Originally, I planned to do it myself."

"But Emily said you might have some good suggestions. So I called you."

"Hmm?" Abel was curious about what advice his father needed from him.

When Abel went home last time, he told Alexander about his plan.

Alexander expressed great doubts about whether the plan could succeed.

But this father who loves his son is willing to give it a try.

And the next day, Alexander, who was extremely mobile, started his own action.

"That's right. Dwayne Dutan, you should still remember him, right?"

"Remember. He seems to be your comrade in the army.

After retiring from the army, he opened a gun shop in Fort Worth?

You took me to his gun store to buy a gun. I remember you bought me a gun at that time. It was an AK that was said to have participated in the Gulf War."

Over the phone, Alexander could still remember the little things between father and son four or five years ago about his son.

Alexander was very happy, but his tone did not change at all.

"Yes. But I didn't tell you that DeWine ran for Fort Worth City Council two years ago and failed."

"Well...you really didn't tell me this."

Gun store owners can also run for city council elections. Well, the gun store in Dwayne is so big that it’s almost bigger than a supermarket.

"Isn't that what I'm telling you now? After Dwayne failed, he tried to make a comeback.

But he lacks funds and voters to support him.

He's not a Texan, he has no roots in Fort Worth and Tarrant. He's not going to make it."

Alexander said: "I went to him, I persuaded him, I persuaded him to help me.

Finally I managed to convince this guy.

He is now willing to be my deputy on the condition that no matter whether I am successful or not, I will help him campaign in two years' time."

Hearing this, Abel was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that it had only been a few days.

It hasn't even been a week since I went home.

His father listened to his plan and took action.

In total, the time is only five or six days.

But now it seems that there are some clues.

"You mean..." Abel said uncertainly.

"I took over Dwayne's entire team. They are all locals, and they are more willing to trust me. Because I have more money and more people to support me."

Alexander's steady voice sounded, "Now my team has taken shape. I have signed up to participate in this year's election in Tarrant County. But as of now, my team still does not have a clear goal or a slogan."

"You should understand. My son, a slogan, a common goal. In our country, when carrying out such activities."

"It's very important."

"I was discussing this matter with your mother just now."

"Emily thinks you might be able to give some good advice."

"So you understand what I mean now?"

I understand, but I still don't understand.

After understanding it, Abel was even a little excited now.

I am excited about my father's action and leadership.

He also didn't expect that Alexander could form a team in such a short period of time.

A team running for election in Tarrant County or the City of Fort Worth.

It's only been a few days.

This action is too fast, I don't know if it is reliable or not.

He is now a little worried that Dwayne's team is unreliable.

But it doesn’t matter if it’s unreliable. Even if it fails this time, it can be regarded as accumulating experience.

In a hurry, after listening to his prayer.

Alexander could bring about this situation so quickly.

It has been very difficult.

"Slogan?"

"Let me think about it."

Abel said.

In Great America, this kind of activity can be carried out from the top to the commander-in-chief, down to the councilman of a town.

Every candidate will have a slogan.

For example, the famous maga!

Having said that, as a reborn person.

When thinking of slogans in this regard, the first thing that came to Abel's mind was maga.

This gave him an idea, and he tentatively said to Alexander:

"Father, maybe you can consider this slogan."

"What slogan?"

“[Make Tarrant County Great Again]”

On Alexander's side, after listening to his son's words, he read the sentence carefully in English: "make tarrant great again?"

"It seems pretty good. But why use it again? Can't we just "make Tarrant County greater"?"

Alexander said.

"What you said... seems to make sense." Abel hesitated.

In the future, I understand that the reason why I use "again" is "Again".

That's because more than ten years later, the planet's overlord has declined and is no longer so great.

There are also strong competitors, and A Chou really needs to become stronger again.

So it’s very appropriate to use it again.

But now it is the year 2000, and A Chou, who has just eaten the corpse, is now invincible in the world.

At this time, I was drawing my sword and looking around, feeling confused.

There's no need for "again".

"Then just use [make tarrant even greater.]?" Abel said.

"[Make Tarrant County Great], well, that sounds great. It could just be abbreviated to "mteg"!"
To be continued...