mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 26 Have you ever heard of eating from both ends?
Chapter 26 Have you ever heard of eating from both ends?
He looked up.
He looked at Edward through the newspaper.
Clarissa was about to ask a question.
But Edward spoke first: "It seems that not letting you go to Brazil was the right choice. That place is very dangerous."
Upon hearing this, Clarissa finally realized what was happening.
As mentioned before, in order to successfully bypass the association's suppliers and help Meng Ran secure the $3 promotional fee.
Clarissa thought about it for two days and came up with a solution.
The solution is actually quite simple.
The association's leader, Eunice, was originally Edward's subordinate, and the two had a fairly good personal relationship.
Therefore, Clarissa wanted Edward to speak with Eunice and make an exception so she could decide how the $15 donation would be used.
But given Edward's personality, he definitely wouldn't help.
Because Yuens still needs to appease the council to make an exception, things are actually a bit complicated.
So Clarissa lied and said she was going to Brazil to gather material.
Edward disagreed, and the two had a big argument about it.
Finally, unable to resolve the argument any longer, Clarissa, with the mediation of her mother Mary and brother Kieran, feigned "surrender" and took the opportunity to make a request to Edward.
Left with no other choice, Edward asked Eunice for a favor and secured the right to use the donations independently for Clarissa.
now.
He brought up the old matter again.
Clarissa could guess what he was going to say even with her toes.
He was simply trying to teach himself a lesson.
Things turned out exactly as Clarissa had predicted.
Edward tapped the table and said, "Liz, what I want to tell you is that every decision I made was correct, and you should..."
"Oh~~Dad," Clarissa tilted her head, interrupting Edward.
He then waved the newspaper around and laughed, "Before you lecture me, there's something I need to tell you: this news is fake."
"I also think it's fake. Tree spirits are too absurd," Mary quickly chimed in.
"The tree spirit is fake, but this woman's death is real, isn't it? The daughter of an aluminum mining tycoon, just gone like that—that's enough to show just how dangerous Brazil is..."
"No, no, no, this woman isn't dead either," Clarissa interrupted again.
"You're saying I'm not dead?" Edward chuckled.
"Of course," Clarissa nodded.
Then, she stared intently into Edward's eyes and said, word by word, "Because this news was fabricated by me and my colleague Bane Cole."
After saying that, she couldn't help but add, "Dad, you're not planning to use the news I fabricated as an example to lecture me, are you?"
These words were spoken.
The restaurant fell silent instantly.
Edward's smile froze on his face.
Clarissa was overjoyed to see this.
After a moment of surprise, Mary, the mother, turned to the side and asked curiously, "What do you mean? You wrote a news article and published it in the Detroit Free Press?"
This question allowed Edward to instantly regain his pride.
If that's the case, then there's nothing to be proud of.
But Clarissa's next words made Edward freeze again.
"We never contacted the Detroit Free Press reporter. It was because this news had received a huge amount of attention online."
That's why the Detroit Free Press took the initiative to report it. Clarissa picked up her milk glass, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Edward across from her.
This was the first time in my life that I had managed to silence my father.
This feeling...
Absolutely wonderful!
However, Edward was a patriarch of a feudal family in medieval Western society.
After a slight pause, he immediately shook his head and said, "So what's the point of you fabricating this news? To create a sensational story, deceive the public, and make a fool of yourself?"
"The point is to first help Theron gain a huge amount of attention through sensationalism. Then, have her come out to refute the rumors and take the opportunity to build her into an environmental star."
In fact, Theron already debunked the rumor last night, and it garnered a huge amount of attention. Our plan has worked.
"An environmental celebrity? This Theron, is he the one who donated 15 to you?" Mary immediately chimed in.
“That’s right.” Clarissa raised an eyebrow at her mother.
At this moment, every single one of her eyelashes seemed to come alive with excitement.
But Edward, on the other side, suddenly blurted out, "Foolish!"
"?" Clarissa stared at Edward in disbelief, half-eaten bread.
Are you drunk this early in the morning?
"You have such a good plan and such good promotional resources, why don't you use them on yourself?" Edward questioned.
Then, without waiting for Clarissa's reply, he shook his head again: "Liss, you really disappoint me."
"Me, stupid?" Clarissa laughed in exasperation.
She jumped up abruptly: "The reason I don't apply it to myself is because this topic isn't good enough, because..."
"That's still foolish. What's the point of having a good or bad issue in this world?" Edward interrupted Clarissa's explanation.
He continued, "When I was running for city councilor, I dared to make all sorts of big promises and boasts, but I didn't keep any of them. So what?"
That's how American society is; it craves exposure and attention, not what's good or bad. Do you really expect everyone to support you?
As he spoke, Edward stood up as well.
Looking at Clarissa with a disappointed expression, he added one last sentence: "And you, you still dare to rant in front of me about hosting an environmental dinner."
I admit you might be able to use this woman to throw an eco-friendly dinner. But are you the star of that dinner? What influence do you have?
"I..." Clarissa was truly furious.
Unable to eat breakfast, she stormed out of the house and headed straight for the association.
We arrived at the association.
She immediately pulled Meng Ran into the office and started complaining.
"What do you mean by my father?"
Why can't he just talk to me properly?
Why couldn't he be like other fathers, pat me on the shoulder and say, "Liz, well done"?
At this point, Clarissa's eyes welled up with tears.
Not wanting Meng Ran to see her crying, she walked to the window, turned her back to Meng Ran, and quickly wiped her eyes.
Watching her lonely figure from behind.
Meng Ran walked over to her and sat next to her.
Looking out at the rusty black of Detroit, he chuckled, "Actually, what your father said isn't entirely wrong. Given the current situation, you really are practically invisible at a banquet."
"Phew~~" Clarissa let out a long breath. "People can't have everything, right? What we need to demonstrate is the ability to control the issue. That's the same principle you told me."
"Thank you for remembering." Meng Ran turned and glanced at her.
He then looked out the window and smiled, "However, I think your understanding of the term 'manipulating issues' might not be deep enough."
"What do you mean?"
"When I was negotiating with Theron that day, I told her that I could help her gain 10 followers on social media. The condition was that she had to help us host a dinner party."
"And the main character at this banquet has to be you. Then she asked me, how can I guarantee that you'll be the main character?" Meng Ran paused here.
Clarissa turned her head to look at Meng Ran, blinked, and waited for him to continue.
Meng Ran laughed and said, "How else can I guarantee it? I just need to make your public influence on this issue even greater than Bi Long's, right?"
"But the main character in this issue is Theron. How can I possibly have more public influence than her?"
Hearing this question, Meng Ran deliberately leaned closer, staring into her deep blue eyes, and said, "Who says a topic can only have one main character?"
"And who told you that a topic can only generate traffic from one angle?"
What exactly constitutes the ability to manipulate issues?
"The ability to manipulate issues lies in the fact that I am on the side of the issue, whether it is for or against, or even on the neutral side."
Have you ever heard of someone eating from both ends?
After saying that, Meng Ran patted Clarissa on the shoulder.
He then walked backwards out of the office, and when he reached the door, he pointed at Clarissa and said, "Believe me, Liz, you are the real protagonist of this matter!"
A nickname.
Clarissa's heart rate rose as she called out.
As she watched Meng Ran close the door, her face, which was flushed with anger and sadness, suddenly took on a different hue.
He stood there, stunned, for a long time.
Clarissa then came to her senses and murmured, "Eat from both ends? What does that mean?"