Miss President wants to talk to you

Inside the White House office.

Hattie gripped the knitting needles tightly.

She really wanted to swear!

Even so, she had to admit it.

Smith's performance on the radio was impeccable.

There wasn't a single overly aggressive word, nor were there any obvious flaws.

It doesn't sound like they're defending the landlords.

Instead, it seemed as if they were protecting the entire rural South from a disaster from Washington.

That wretched Eleanor, why did he just listen to that?

Wasn't it him who proposed the previous agricultural bill?

The biggest villain is sitting right in front of him, but he doesn't say a word.

Have they really given up?

Hattie slowly picked up the little yarn figure on the table.

Listen a little longer.

Just for a little while.

If Eleanor doesn't fight back...

She actually plunged it in!

On Capitol Hill.

Several Southern lawmakers gathered in the office, their smiles growing increasingly pronounced.

"It's safe."

"Hopkins couldn't get a word in edgewise."

"He's met his match this time!"

“Smith’s skill is too profound; Hopkins simply cannot find any grounds for rebuttal.”

They even started to feel...

Inviting Smith to the show was perhaps the most foolish mistake Eleanor has made since entering politics.

The greater the influence of "Ask the Federation".

After tonight, the Southern perspective will spread even wider.

Some newspaper editors are already revising tomorrow's headlines.

The prepared article, "Hopkins vs. Smith," was crossed out.

It was changed to "Hopkins Suffers a Crushing Defeat?"

Or, “The White House is acknowledging local traditions for the first time.”

……

In the broadcasting room.

Smith took a sip of water and ended his long speech.

He has completely relaxed.

The program went more smoothly than expected.

Eleanor did ask a few questions, but she didn't make things difficult for him at all.

Instead, it gave him ample opportunity to express his views.

Let's continue like this.

Wait until the program ends.

Not only will the Southern faction be triumphant, but the Agriculture Act may also be forced to make significant concessions.

Smith put down his water glass.

The smile on his face became even gentler.

"Mr. Hopkins."

He said, "In fact, local autonomy is not just empty talk."

"There are already many successful examples in the South."

"These are enough to prove that local governments can take care of the unemployed without Washington interfering in everything."

"It can both maintain production and protect every family on the farm."

at last.

The conversation has come to this point.

Eleanor listened quietly, without any displeasure on her face.

He even nodded, his expression serious and focused.

Then he spoke.

"Senator, you spoke very well."

His tone was sincere, without any hint of sarcasm.

"Before the show started, I told you that if you have any questions, you can call us directly during the show."

"Do you need this now?"

Smith leaned back in his chair and smiled slightly.

He has already won.

The nation’s audience heard his reasoning, and the Southern faction’s position was fully demonstrated.

In this situation, he decided to make sure he looked victorious.

A magnanimous Southern gentleman, a victor willing to hand the microphone back to his opponent.

"Mr. Hopkins, I don't need that!"

His voice carried a gentle smile.

"However, I want to give you this opportunity."

He spread his hands, looking very composed.

"After all, I have already made my views on the Agriculture Bill very clear."

"Why don't you make a phone call for me and ask the listeners outside the radio station?"

"Let's see if they agree with my point of view."

"If you have any questions, I can answer them on the spot!"

Eleanor raised an eyebrow slightly.

Are you sure?

"Of course I'm sure."

Smith nodded, a hint of barely perceptible smugness in his smile.

No matter who Eleanor calls, it won't change the direction of public opinion tonight.

This magnanimous attitude will only make Smith's image even more perfect.

Eleanor was silent for two seconds.

Then he said into the microphone, "Since Senator Smith insists, then we won't hold back."

He opened a folder in front of him.

"Dear listeners."

Eleanor's voice remained calm.

"In the first half of the program, Senator Smith elaborated on his understanding of Southern traditions."

He spoke very well.

"The core of the Southern tradition is responsibility and credit. Landlords have a responsibility to take care of tenants, and tenants have a responsibility to be loyal to the land."

"It was even proposed that it could also take care of the unemployed during the Great Depression."

"This is truly a great achievement!"

"Since that's the case..."

Eleanor looked up at Smith.

"So, I want to make this call to a longtime listener of this program."

"This listener has just completed an unforgettable job in the South."

He said he would probably never forget this job experience!

"Next, let's hear his story!"

After saying that, Eleanor made a phone call.

"Connect to Waterley Valley, Federal Police!"

Upon hearing this place name...

Smith's smile vanished in an instant.

Chapter 102: Mr. Smith, we're just waiting for you.