"The printing cost of such a poster is at least one US dollars. The Great Demon King is really rich and can cost thousands of US dollars at one move!" Wang Yang held the super-large poster of No. 0 in his hands, shaking constantly, making a clattering sound.

Hawke's crazy propaganda offensive shocked everyone. That night, they all made an appointment to come to Wang Lei's house and discuss countermeasures with him.

Everyone's expressions were a little solemn and they felt heavy pressure.

"It's such a big deal. It seems that the Great Devil is going to sprinkle dollars on the streets of Braddock," Wang Lei said with a smile. He was holding other prints in his hand, which were received by everyone or secretly removed from the street. They were all Hawk's promotional materials, and the worst ones were much better than those printed by Wang Lei.

Everyone laughed, but the smile seemed very forced. Every American knew that campaigns require money, a lot of money.

They had no money, and the account manager Colin had no job so far. The initial simple prints were printed by Wang Yang, but they also had to be settled.

Fortunately, the laws in this regard are relatively complete. Candidates cannot give voters a gift of even a cent. Otherwise, Hawke would take hundreds of thousands of dollars and each voter would give them hundreds of dollars, and he would definitely be elected.

"Rex, let's start raising funds too. It's definitely not possible without money. You can't get yourself heavily in debt for the sake of the election." Wang Yang put Hawk's poster next to him and reached out to make a move to count money.

The way to raise funds for campaigns is generally to raise funds, support from the party organization, pay out of your own pocket, or even borrow money. Every time an election comes, the mailboxes in residents' homes are filled with propaganda letters from different candidates, including fundraising letters, and after the election, letters for fundraising and repayment will also appear.

If you cannot raise enough funds, you can only bear the debt by yourself, find ways to repay the debt, or even go bankrupt due to this.

Wang Lei nodded: "Yes, we will. Just the night after tomorrow, I will hold a fundraising dinner at home. How much do you think the ticket will cost?"

It is not possible to spend free or even less than the cost. The law does not allow it. It is suspected of bribery. Even if he wants to attract more people, he cannot do that.

"Wow, there's something good to eat!" Luca twisted her big butt happily. This was the first time he had the opportunity to express his excitement tonight.

Wang Yang touched his chin and thought: "It can't be too much, nor can it be too little, or it can be set at ten dollars per person? It is equivalent to the price of a Gongbao shrimp in a Chinese restaurant or the price of a buffet restaurant."

Wang Lei looked at Colin again. He was more sensitive to the issue of numbers. Colin reached out and pushed his gold wire frame, and nodded after a while: "It should be OK, it is a little more expensive than the McDonald's package. Considering the price of the Chinese restaurant, it is acceptable."

"But you have to be careful not to make too good dishes. If the specifications exceed the 10-yuan dish in Chinese restaurants, you may face illegal lawsuits," Colin said seriously.

"I know, I will pay attention." Wang Lei nodded, picked up a piece of white paper from the table, and wrote some names of the dishes on it. He asked everyone to take a look first to see if there would be any problem of exceeding the standard.

The law is very strict in managing campaign funds, especially for specific voters, and there are no restrictions on spending such as propaganda.

The federal and some states have also legislated legislation to limit the use of campaign funds. Later, some people sued the Supreme Court, believing that such a law violates the First Amendment freedom of speech clause of the Constitution, and the Supreme Court's judgment supported this statement.

The judgment held that election expenses are in a sense equal to freedom of speech. In other words, only by investing the necessary financial resources can the election speech be expressed without restrictions, and candidates convey their campaign ideas to the public are based on money.

This judgment is reasonable to some extent. Without money, there is no way to print flyers, posters, mail letters, advertise in newspapers, television, or even explain in person to voters.

Without money, no matter how good the idea is, it cannot be passed on to voters.

Therefore, the expression of speech is indeed based on money, which is also the difficulty that Wang Lei faces. He has good ideas, but he doesn’t have money, so he needs money.

"Wow, chopped pepper fish head, boiled fish... It's great!" Luca was so excited that she kept twisting her big butt when she saw the name of the dish written by Wang Lei. The others also showed a fascination. They had all eaten Chinese dishes at Wang Lei's house, and the taste was very good, especially chopped pepper fish head, boiled fish, which was fragrant and spicy, which was so delicious.

Wang Yang smacked his lips and suddenly thought of a question: "Oh, Rex, we are members of the campaign headquarters and are volunteers, so we don't need to spend money to buy tickets, right?"

"Haha, that's of course," Wang Lei said with a smile, but he quickly raised his head and looked at everyone: "Uh, there is no legal problem, right? Will it be a violation?"

Colin shook his head: "It should be no problem, but to be safe, you can give everyone ten dollars in the name of volunteer subsidies, and we will use this ten dollars to buy admission tickets."

"Ha, this idea is good." Wang Yang said with a smile.

Wang Hua gave him a blank look: "Hmph, you stingy guy, can't you take out ten dollars to support my brother?"

"Uh!" Wang Yang touched his nose awkwardly and defended urgently: "Who said I was stingy? I just asked this. I would donate, which is definitely more than ten dollars."

"How much will that be? I gave my brother my piggy bank!" Wang Hua raised his little face proudly and pointed to the ceramic pig next to the computer.

Wang Yang looked at the piglet and didn't know what to say. Emily stepped forward and pulled Wang Hua, raised another white and tender hand, clenched her fist and waved it: "This is a good idea. I will donate too. My Mickey has been saved for many years."

Several boys were embarrassed and wanted to support them, but they did not have the habit of saving money. The usual pocket money was used on sports equipment, electronic products, CDs and game CDs, and they often felt that they were not enough and had no money left.

Wang Lei, who was writing something in a hurry, suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked up, he immediately understood that his situation was similar and he had no money to save. He quickly said, "Haha, why do I feel that I have become a soft-hearted person and have to spend girls' money?"

"Rex, you are discriminatory, machismo." Emily immediately pouted her pink red lips with great dissatisfaction and said in a angrily voice.

"Uh!" Wang Lei scratched his head awkwardly. The busier he was getting more and more messy. He quickly stood up and comforted the two girls: "I definitely don't mean that. I just want to say, there is no need for you to give me pocket money. No matter how much we do, our money will not be more than Hawk. It won't work with him to burn money."

Wang Lei kept shook his head. He knew that Hawke's crazy behavior of burning money had already made everyone feel stressed. He could not let this pressure affect everyone's emotions and fighting spirit.

Wang Lei waved his hand suddenly, trying to convey his confidence to everyone: "But we are not afraid of him. Braddock is not the United States. If you want to convey your views to voters, you must spend a lot of money and advertise on TV and newspapers."

"Braddock has only three thousand people and two thousand voters. The money is not as good as others. We can compare with people. We can tell every voter face to face. I believe that Hawk's money cannot be exchanged for your support for me, unreserved support; nor can we exchange our love for Braddock, our heartfelt love..."

Wang Lei reached out and pressed his chest, looking at his partner seriously: "What do you think?"

"Haha, of course."

Luca laughed, then twisted her butt and sang the black rap: "Hey, beautiful Braddock, that's my home; all the boys and girls, I'm going to tell you, tell your brothers, your sisters, your mom... I love Braddock, we love Braddock, we sing, we play ball, we love Braddock, Braddock..."

Everyone was laughed by Luca's funny actions and lyrics. With a smile, they didn't think Hawk's money offensive was really that terrible.

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