I Have 30 Billion More Cards

"One copy is kept in the mailbox, and the other is given to the editor-in-chief. I have told you all."

Paul shook his head.

"All right!"

"Get the check."

"He's yours now."

Marty finally smiled and handed the check to Ball.

"thanks!"

"Lord Marty."

"You are so generous."

Pol got the check and was thrilled.

Even if he reports the news, he is far from getting so much money.

Ball then said goodbye and left.

"Do it cleanly, keep it out of sight, and bring the check back."

Marty looked at Bol's back, his eyes flashed fiercely, and said softly.

"Yes."

In the darkness, someone agreed and quietly followed Bol.

How could Marty be assured of Bol that only the dead wouldn't speak to him.

He is Mr. Senator, and his own control falls into the hands of others.

And half a million dollars, why would he keep it for an idiot?

It's that waste of Obama, who still has his own photo in his hand.

This has to be brought back.

Can't let: Obama holds his own handle,

Obama handed the photo to journalist Bol, thinking his business was done.

He did this step completely without knowing it.

Of course! Someone knows.

Mr. Lin knew it.

However, Mr. Lin is his own friend, he won't say it, and others won't know.

Next! Naturally, be patient.

Maybe tomorrow morning we'll see the big news for Congressman Marty.

Obama returned to his home with a good mood.

This is a relatively simple home, he took a look, he should not live here for too long.

Now that I have money, of course I have to move to a house with good conditions.

But this is not urgent, you can leave it to Kelly for help.

Have a good rest tonight.

Ten p.m.

Obama's phone rang.

At this time, who would call Obama and thought it was Mr. Lin, but when he looked at the mobile phone number, it was an unfamiliar number.

He got on the phone.

"Hello!"

"Your Excellency Obama."

"I'm Bol, Bol of the New York Times, and you gave me the picture today."

The voice over the phone was unfamiliar, but the name he reported surprised Obama a little.

"Pol"

"How do you know it was me"

When he said this, he suddenly covered his mouth.

"The kid who sent the photo recognized you."

"He told me."

"Otherwise I don't know it's Your Excellency Auba."

Ball explained.

Auba was a little annoyed. He clearly wore makeup, so how could he be recognized? He can only say that his makeup skills are too poor, and he needs to improve in the future, so he can't make such mistakes again.