The Vader Community is a community near the Charles River in the northwest corner of the Fenway District of Brighton, opposite the river is the famous Massachusetts Institute of Technology. After Zhou Ming and his team accompanied Huang Yi to sign up in the council, they arrived here immediately because according to the unspoken rules of the election, they also needed to submit a sufficient number of voters' signatures to the Election Commission, otherwise they would likely not be able to pass the primary election.

"Vida Community is a community with a relatively high proportion of Chinese residents in Fenway District. Many of our insurance companies' customers were from this community before. When Ye Ning and Huang Yi and I visited here, many Chinese compatriots expressed their support for the election, so I put our constituency here. Today we will disperse to find voters' signatures and strive to solve the problem within today."

Zhou Ming said to the students, and at the same time took out the signature form received from the Election Committee and distributed it to each student in the novel. Finally, with a wave of his hand, all the students in the financial class left one by one to sign according to the tasks assigned in advance.

Seeing the students leaving with great enthusiasm, Zhou Ming also smiled and said to Ye Ning and Huang Yi: "The students have all gone to work, and we can't sit still and enjoy the fruits. Let's go to our area to take a look."

Ye Ning and Huang Yi both nodded in agreement. Only the lawyer Allen looked like he wanted to speak but stopped. Seeing him like this, Zhou Ming said: "Lawyer Allen, I know what you want to say. I can't say you are wrong. It's just that some things have to be done by yourself before you know them. Otherwise, if everything can be decided by just thinking about it, I think there will be a lot of fun in the world, right?"

Alan sighed: "Mr. Zhou Ming is indeed a big businessman, and his way of thinking is indeed different from that of ordinary people."

Zhou Ming took Ye Ning and the others to North District 1, which is an area divided by Zhou Ming. This area is full of high-end communities, with many unique villas, and it is also the area with the most complicated distribution of residents.

"Teacher, when Xiaoyun and I came here to find out about the situation, we knew that most Chinese people lived near the east."

Taking out the map of the Vida community, Ye Ning introduced to Zhou Ming, and thanks to Ye Ning's introduction, Zhou Ming undoubtedly chose the target.

Zhou Ming and the others walked east and saw a few young Chinese people playing skateboarding on the roadside. Zhou Ming took the initiative to come forward and asked: "Hello, we are from the Wharton Campaign Foundation. We are now recruiting voter signatures for our Chinese members' own election. Can you help?"

Listening to Zhou Ming's words, the young people immediately lit up their eyes: "Are our Chinese congressmen? This is so cool. Of course we have to support it. Where do you want us to sign the autograph?"

"We have a special signature form, as long as you write your name and social security number on it." Ye Ning explained to these young people with a smile, and the social security number in Ye Ning's mouth is actually a social security number. Since the United States does not have a household registration system, and there is no ID card, it is generally based on the driver's license and social security number.

Ye Ning said that, and took out the form issued by the Election Commission, but before that, Allen asked more: "How old are you this year? Are you eighteen years old?"

Faced with the problem of Allen, the young men looked at each other and shook their heads and said, "I'm sorry, we are only sixteen years old this year. Can't we help you if we are sixteen?"

"I'm sorry, it's not possible, because the constitution stipulates that you must be at least eighteen years old," Allen said.

"So that's the case. It's such a pity. I also want to participate in an election vote. I hope our own Chinese congressman will come out!" The young people were very disappointed.

Zhou Ming thought for a while and stood up and said, "Actually, you don't have to be discouraged, because although you can't, your parents are qualified. If you really want to support us and want to see our own Chinese congressmen, you can take us to find your parents. Is it okay? I think today is the weekend, and your parents should be at home, right?"

Then several young people suddenly realized: "Yes! We can't do it, but our parents can do it. They are all at home now, so I'll take you to find them."

As they said that, they led Zhou Ming and the others to walk towards the community. Huang Yi said to Allen: "Lawyer Alan, it seems that you guessed it wrong this time. Our compatriots all support the election very much."

In response to this, Allen just smiled meaninglessly: "I don't want to curse you anything, but... I hope so."

A few minutes later, Zhou Ming and the others followed these young people to a three-story small unit. They told Zhou Ming that their house was here. They asked Zhou Ming to wait for a while at the door, and then they went in to find their parents. After a while, several middle-aged women came out.

These people should be their mothers, but why are they the only ones coming out? Those young people haven’t come out?

This question made Zhou Ming subconsciously frown and had an ominous premonition in his heart, but no matter what, their parents came out and got things done first.

Zhou Ming thought so in his heart and smiled forward, but before he could speak, the middle-aged women over there spoke first: "I know what kind of election you are from. Go quickly and go quickly. We are not interested in the election. You go to other places to promote it. Don't come to our children again, otherwise we will definitely call the police!"

They waved their hands as they said that, looking very impatient, which surprised Zhou Ming and the others.

"Several sisters, I wonder if you have misunderstood something. We are from the Wharton Campaign Foundation. We are here to recruit voter signatures for our Chinese members' own election, or you can listen to our political policies first..."

Zhou Ming tried to explain something, but was interrupted mercilessly by the other party: "I know what election you are doing, there is no misunderstanding. We don't care what political policies you have. We just are not interested in participating in any election. What members of parliament or voters are going to sign. Please go to other places to find others and don't be with us."

"Why is this?" Ye Ning said in surprise, "Several sisters, isn't it good that there is a Chinese congressman in the Vader community?"

"What's good about it?" The other party quickly raised the question, "Can we not have to pay taxes when you become a member of the parliament. Can you pay me a salary of 10,000 US dollars a month? If not, why should I put in this effort? I have time to vote for you, so I might as well go out and earn more money. Go away quickly, don't bother us here. If you don't leave, we will really call the police!"

Several middle-aged women waved their hands impatiently to drive them away, and one of them even stepped forward to push Zhou Ming, and Zhang Lin immediately stood in front of him.

The woman pushed Zhang Lin hard, but she didn't push Zhang Lin, but she still stepped back a few times and almost fell to the ground. She immediately shouted, "Oh! Do you dare to hit people, right? Then you come and fight me, I see if you have the ability to bully us women?"

The woman shouted and rushed to Zhang Lin. Facing such a shrew, Zhang Lin had no choice but to Zhao Yun's death again. Zhou Ming sighed and walked up to pull Zhang Lin away, and then said, "I'm sorry for disturbing me. We just want to promote it. Since you are not interested in understanding, then we will say goodbye. Goodbye."

After saying that, Zhou Ming took Ye Ning and Zhang Lin and the others away, but the middle-aged women did not intend to let Zhou Ming and the others go like this, and they were still chattering behind their backs.

"Who are these people? The community should be more strict and not allow outsiders to come in. What if they are not good for our children? What are the elections? I don't think they are good people. I have to warn my children not to talk to these strangers..."

Listening to the nagging behind his back, Ye Ning felt very wronged. After leaving, she complained: "Teacher, how can they say that to us? We were obviously just coming in to promote the election, and we had no malice. If we were elected, it would bring them great political benefits, but why did they just not listen to our explanation?"

Zhou Ming shook his head: "Maybe they are afraid of trouble, or our approach to entry is wrong. What do you think Huang Yi?"

Huang Yi was a little embarrassed about the problem that Zhou Ming threw out: "I think it must be because women's political enthusiasm is not high enough, or maybe we are not lucky, or maybe the result of going to the next unit will be different?"

"Student Huang Yi is right. Since we are here, we must walk around and take a look. We cannot give up hope if we hit a wall."

Zhou Ming said this, and then took Ye Ning and the others to the next unit, but the result was exactly the same as the first one. When Zhou Ming knocked on the door and introduced his campaign foundation politely, the other party always waved his hand impatiently to drive him away.

Sorry, we don’t want to run for the election... We haven’t registered voters yet. Wait until one day I go to register for voters before supporting you... Sorry, I’m still cooking. Can you leave the materials and read them before making a decision...

These are the answers received by Zhou Ming, and Ye Ning couldn't stand it in the end: "Teacher, why do they all look like this? We have visited dozens of families in three hours, but now we only have four valid signatures. Is there any problem with the area we choose?"

Zhou Ming was holding an almost blank voter signature form in his hand. He shook his head helplessly. He looked down at the time and said, "This is hard to explain clearly. Perhaps the Chinese political enthusiasm that lawyer Allen said is not high. Now it is almost time for us to gather. Let's go to the door and wait and see the other groups to see how their results are."

Ye Ning, Huang Yi and Alan had no objection to this. They quickly returned to the door, but when they arrived here, they found that some of the other groups had already returned to wait.

"Squad leader, you came back so early? The situation here is not good, everyone's political enthusiasm is too low. I wonder how is the situation there?"

Ye Ning stepped forward with anticipation and asked, but what awaited her was Chen Shu's disappointed answer. He said: "We are the same as what you have encountered. We visited a total of 60 families in the past three hours, but only got six valid voter signatures."

"How could this happen? What about the others?" Ye Ning turned around and asked again.

However, the others' answers were also very disappointing, all of which were only single digits, which was far from the 120 valid voter signatures.

At this time, Li Yang brought his group back, and he also reported his situation: "Teacher, I'm sorry I've only obtained twenty valid signatures, but I don't know what's going on. Our Chinese compatriots seem to have low political enthusiasm. Instead, there are eighteen British and Hispanic Americans who volunteered to sign their signatures after hearing our political policies."
Chapter completed!