America 1982.

Chapter 265: Deprived of Black Identity

Martin, wearing a bright blue suit that looked so bright that it could blind others, knocked on Tommy's private office in the consulting company and greeted Tommy inside: "Boss, what do you think of my outfit? I asked Marcus to carefully design it for me."

Tommy, who was looking through various documents at his desk, didn't even raise his head: "Of course, you look great, all women want to have something to do with you in bed, and all men want to take your place in bed."

"If you even look up, I can deceive myself in my heart that your compliments are sincere, boss," Martin said with a disappointed expression.

Tommy raised his head, and when he saw Martin's appearance clearly, he was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head again: "My compliments are still valid, but I just need to adjust the order slightly."

"What order?" Martin looked down at his clothes, then looked at Tommy and asked curiously.

"All men want to have something happen with you in bed, and all women want to take your place in bed." Tommy wrote the last line, then put the cap back on the pen in his hand and looked at Martin with a puzzled expression that didn't understand him:

"Why did you ask Marcus to help you dress up as a gay? Allen's attack on the union president was not going well, so you are going to launch an attack as the best substitute?"

Martin closed the office door, opened the blinds a little and took a peek outside. Then he lowered his voice and said excitedly to Tommy, "Since yesterday morning, the lady named Louise Davis who came to work in the company has a crush on me. I'm sure."

Tommy nodded in understanding, picked up the already cold coffee cup on the table and took a sip: "When you focus on your career, it's best not to think about women for the time being. It will distract you from your work."

"This is different from what Mr. White once told me about your entrepreneurial history. He said that when he and you were developing software, most of the time he spent time with high-class girls from entertainment companies or actresses from small film companies. But now it seems that he is obviously successful in his career, which shows that women and work are not in conflict." Jason was very discerning and stepped forward to help Tommy make another cup of hot coffee. Then he stared at Tommy and approached him, slowly pushing the coffee cup in front of Tommy:
"Give me some experience, boss. How can I establish a good relationship with a woman who looks very elegant and is the same age as me, so that she will agree to have dinner with me and go out on a date?"

"Strong enough. Women in the workplace all admire strong men, Martin. She would rather kneel under the desk and lick the golf club of the white-haired company boss than look at a black security guard with eight-pack abs. So, I think if this company can send Jeff to the House of Representatives, and make Florida politicians remember the company's name through this battle, and you become a guest of honor for those politicians who want to achieve something in the next election, she should be very willing to have dinner and watch movies with you, or do something more intimate than dinner and movies." Tommy took a sip of the coffee handed to him by Martin and gave his opinion seriously:
"But I think we shouldn't rush into anything too intimate. We should give her some time to...beautify her breasts. The color of her breasts is too dark, and they look...unattractive. She originally wanted to bleach them after making enough money from Rona's team. You'd better wait until the election is over and she makes enough money before dating her."

"You... me... that woman... you two..." Martin stared at Tommy in amazement for a few seconds, opened his mouth several times in succession, and finally asked in despair: "So you succeeded again?"

"No, her boss mentioned it to me in a casual chat. Her boss is Rosario's ex-husband, and he chose Louise to join his ex-wife Rona's team." Tommy shook his head and did not continue to hit Martin. He said calmly: "And she..."

Martin felt his heart break when he heard the woman he had approached like a rabbit in heat yesterday but got a completely inequitable response from Tommy, who told him that her breasts were not pretty enough. Was it because he was a black man that he had a high chance of meeting a slut? Or was it because his boss was Tommy Hawke, so every woman could be considered a slut?

In other words, is it me, the women, or the boss Tommy who is the scumbag?

This is definitely a serious philosophical question.

He paced back and forth in Tommy's office frantically. When he heard Tommy was about to continue, he interrupted him immediately: "Please, boss! Be kind to me! Stop talking and help me answer a question I just thought of."

Martin asked the philosophical question that had come to his mind, and then he saw the boss speak calmly: "She didn't respond to you enthusiastically, and I've seen her breasts, so who is the loser who got nothing? Isn't the answer obvious enough?"

"Focus on work. When I make money and become famous, are you sure this kind of woman...will have a close relationship with me?" Martin sighed and looked down at his clothes again: "Do you think it would help if I wore a pair of tight leggings and deliberately protruded the length of the club through the leggings?"

"Of course it helps. If you dare to do that, I swear your next job will be to help Allen and kill the union president of the Miami City Plumbers Association." Tommy flipped open a page of documents on the table and began to ask questions about work:
"Why didn't I see too many detailed reports on BT TV? I mean about the two old men and Jeff's speech on Coral Street? And why hasn't Alan dealt with the union strike yet? I'm staying with Otilia for two days, so you think you can enjoy the holiday like me?"

Martin walked to Tommy's desk, picked up the work report and read it, then explained, "But you told me that Rosario and you, or Jeff, have reached a cooperation, and now you want to continue to destroy her as a partner?" Martin exhaled heavily and said to Tommy, "Shouldn't the problem be thrown to the Republican candidate?" Tommy tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers, "Not a partner, Martin. Jeff is still running for election, so the problem remains unchanged. Whoever competes with him is an opponent. You have to think like this, Martin. Don't treat politics as a simple confrontation game like that of elementary school students where you are either a friend or an opponent. In the election game, as long as they are not the sponsors who paid for you to win, all the politicians you see are either competitors or potential competitors. You have to... let me think... how should I explain it clearly."

"Got it~" Tommy paused and looked at Martin: "Jeff is a kind white man, and Rona is a girl who was promised by Jeff and has a little bit of a hold on her balls. Jeff wants to win the election, and Rona wants that seat. Their way of cooperation is that Rona will tear apart her Cuban Republican female compatriots to relieve Jeff's pressure. After Jeff wins, he will give her some benefits depending on his mood. Generally speaking, Rona will not be willing, right?"

"No one would be willing to do so. After all, who knows when Jeff will be in a good mood and whether he will really give up his seat to her." Martin nodded, agreeing with Tommy's statement.

"What to do with someone who is unwilling? Use a little force, pull her balls, and remind her to fuck that woman, or I will fuck you." Tommy picked up the pen and turned it flexibly in his hand: "BT TV broadcasts the news, just put some force on her balls."

"I'll call right away and ask them to broadcast it today. What about the strike? Should it continue? I mean, although Alan hasn't succeeded yet, the guy's hint to him should have been clear. Alan said that the guy asked him to go hunting together." Martin asked.

Tommy nodded in satisfaction. "How did Alan do it? His progress is unexpected."

"The leggings, the leggings I just mentioned, Alan wore a pair and ran in front of that guy and swung them around. Otherwise, how do you think I could have thought of this method myself?" Martin gave the answer.

Tommy thought about the image of Allen wearing leggings, then made a gesture with his hands in front of his face to drive away this nightmare image from his mind: "Keep going, but don't give that guy a chance to get closer to Allen. It depends on whether Rona is willing to obey. If she is obedient, let Allen call the police when he is intimate with the union chairman, let Rona go, and let Allen sue the union. The guy forced him, change the ending in another direction, such as filling the newspaper headlines with news about a pure white man named Allen being butt-fucked by a Cuban. This news is matched with Jeff's campaign slogan: Say No to Cubans. It is a perfect match. Take this opportunity to let Jeff call on white workers to launch a strike to replace the Cuban-American union leaders."

Martin always felt that Tommy's work arrangement was incredible. Alan pretended to be a gay man and wore leggings to seduce the union chairman who was of Cuban descent. When the two were intimate, Alan suddenly turned hostile and called the police? He said that the union chairman forced him?

"Boss, he's number 1." Martin rubbed his face. "I don't quite understand. If... he really doesn't want to, how can he be forced? This is as exaggerated as a man calling the police and saying that he was forced by a woman."

"There are pharmacies everywhere in Miami. Is it difficult to buy some drugs? Let Allen seduce him in the early stage and let him go to the pharmacy to help Allen buy a box of drugs for aphrodisiacs. As long as it is confirmed that the guy went to buy the drugs, no matter whether he really forced himself or not, the guy will be completely socially dead and go to the Florida Everglades to help people repair pipes in the future." Tommy gave a general idea without thinking.

Martin bowed his head. “Well, if Rosario hadn’t attacked the Republican candidate the way you wanted…”

"Then follow the original plan. Alan will interact with the union chairman normally and take him to visit the two elderly people in the name of supporting the Jews. The two elderly people are now under the care of Republican lawyers. The rest is equivalent to handing the knife to the Republicans. How they like to use the knife has nothing to do with Jeff." Tommy said:
"Also, before you came in, I was looking at the support rates of the three black candidates. Black people really like to support people of the same skin color. However, I noticed that all three candidates, in their previous campaign rallies, more or less showed goodwill to Cubans in order to win votes."

"Except for the fool Jeff, almost all other candidates in this district understand that they should show goodwill to the Cubans. Boss, that's a huge group that accounts for 45% of the total population of District ." Martin said, "Of course we should show goodwill."

"So, you know what to do?" Tommy closed the information, stood up and stretched his neck.

Martin blinked: "What to do? You haven't told me your plan yet."

"No, no, no, what I'm going to say next has absolutely nothing to do with me. I'm not a racist. This is all planned by you and your brothers. Tonight is the Democratic primary election, and the three black people will definitely continue to win the support of the Cubans at the meeting." Tommy lit a cigarette:
"What will BT TV broadcast tomorrow? Of course, it will be Mr. Page's favorite program. The black brothers of the Hart family have been recording for so long, various news footage of black people being beaten by Cubans. I want to see if your black brothers are willing to vote for three compatriots who turned a blind eye to the atrocities of Cubans beating black people and even kowtowing to them if they saw that footage."

"So, the three of them soon found out that it was me, a black guy, who helped Jeff, a white guy, plan a vicious attack on them?" Martin's throat surged a few times. "I feel that after this incident, the black guys might be so angry that they might deprive me of my black identity."

"It doesn't matter. My dad might really acknowledge you as his godson because of this incident." Tommy looked at Martin: "The most important thing is that those three black men know they need to find you to restore their reputation, but restoring their reputation requires a price."

(End of this chapter)