Chapter 46 The Perfect Land
When Tommy Hawk registered the number of equipment that needed to be prepared, he discovered that Pam had not returned to school.
Although Dennis had confirmed that the law and order in St. Vincent was indeed good when he went to inquire about the price of the hotel before, because the black people here would not gather and wander the streets like American niggers, and their clothes were clean and tidy. Polite honorifics, more like a gentleman than Dennis, a white man.
The two walked along the only main road in this small town to enjoy the scenery and searched for Pam who was taking pictures of the scenery. After walking for five minutes, Tommy Hawke saw Pam with a white man with long red-brown hair. The girls are standing in front of a low stone wall overlooking the sea, tilting their heads to each other and posing Poss, while an elderly black man who was obviously riding a bicycle and was stopped by Pam for help is holding the camera and pointing at the lens The two take pictures.
"Click!" The black man pressed the shutter, then put down the camera, and smiled at the two of them: "Very good, do you need to change the look and take another picture?"
Pam's face was red with excitement, he looked at the girl opposite and asked, "Carly? Can we take another picture?"
The girl showed a friendly smile: "Of course."
"Let me teach you, we can pose like this... The Poss that this friend took a photo with is very popular in the United States." Pam seemed more excited than taking Adelael, and at this time she was scrambling to pose in front of the girl.
The black man held up the camera, and kept opening his mouth to remind Pam and the girl to adjust their poses so that the photo looks more beautiful.
Tommy and Dennis looked at each other, and Dennis pursed his lips: "You know what? I never thought that Pam could meet a cute girl in two hours in a country with a black population as high as 85% White girl."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that it's impossible for the girls in our high school to cooperate so easily with a guy like Pam who doesn't make girls happy." Tommy nodded.
The black man helped Pam and the girl take another picture, and then carefully handed the camera back to Pam, reminding Pam: "There is only one photo studio here that can develop photos, and go along this road. In about three minutes, you can see a corner with a signboard in English."
After the girl left a series of bright and crisp laughter and bid farewell to Pam, Tommy and Dennis walked over. Pam, who was reluctant to part with the girl's disappearance, looked back and saw that the two were a little embarrassed, and explained: : "It's not what you see now, guys, I'm going to look for the staff of this government building, and I want to go in and take some convincing photos."
The black man who was about to push his bicycle away heard Pam's words and returned: "Are you going to go into the government building to take pictures?"
"Yes, sir, we are from the United States, hoping to hold a comprehensive exchange summer camp with high schools in your country, but it is not clear whether the government building and the governor's office are open to the public." Tommy said to the black man.
The black man blinked and looked at the three of them: "So just now Principal Susan Ryan called me and asked me to go to the school and said that some American youth student leaders came? It should be you? Why don't I go in and make a call?" How about asking her to come over to the governor's office and sit down and have a chat?"
"Sir, are you... the governor?" Tommy looked at each other with Dennis and Pam when he saw the other party's behavior, and then asked uncertainly.
Is this old black man pushing a bicycle the Governor? This country is a member of the Commonwealth of Nations, and the supreme head of state is naturally the Queen of England, but the Queen will not manage this place by herself, so the governor appointed by her is the nominal leader of this country.
But no matter how small the country is, the governor is also the head of state, and it is unlikely that he will push a bicycle to take pictures for tourists.
Dennis tentatively asked: "Then you are the postman here? Sir? The postman at my house will ride a bicycle like this to distribute letters."
The black man smiled at the three of them without aura: "It's more troublesome than the job of a postman. I am the prime minister of this country, Madoff-Compton."
If the governor is only the nominal head of state of this country, then this elderly black man in his fifties is the real power figure in this country at this time.
Dennis looked at the black man who claimed to be the prime minister, then at Tommy Hawk next to him, and after switching eyes several times in a row, he whispered, "Tommy, I think you put on a face and say that you are the head of state of this country. This smiling black gentleman with a big belly is more believable. I can’t imagine Ronald Reagan riding a bicycle around the city of Washington, taking pictures of young men and women and correcting their postures, and finally telling the bystanders that he is the president of the United States screen."
"Imagine me as the black mayor of a small town in the United States, wouldn't it be better?" Madouf-Compton, the Prime Minister of St. Vincent, laughed happily. American cities are even smaller, so you don’t need to regard me as the head of state, but as the mayor of the town, welcome to our small town as a guest, young student leaders from the United States.”
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"That Ms. Ryan and Miss Farrell live in a double room, and the three of us live in a double room? A room only costs ten dollars a night, Tommy, ten dollars, you won't pay an extra room, and now **** Pam is lying on top of me like a koala!" Dennis lay on his own single bed and said in despair, "He even put his hand on mine...and then the The **** hand is still doing some other motion that I don't want to describe."
Pam was wearing a set of pajamas and pajamas with the Popeye pattern printed on them. She was turning sideways, pressing her legs on Dennis's body, and resting her hands on Dennis's body, sleeping soundly.
"The round-trip air ticket has cost us nearly half of the cost, and only half of the funds still need to be used to make promotional pages, rent venues to hold consultation meetings, etc. Before we really make money, try to be patient, Dennis." Tommy- Hawk put his hands behind his head, looked at the ceiling, and changed the subject with a smile: "Have you noticed that this place seems to fit our imagination perfectly, the black people here are very friendly, and the head of state is also approachable, it is a perfect place , I have a hunch we can make money."
"That's true. To be honest, when the governor of this country took a photo with me posing with rock and roll gestures, his image in my heart is not as majestic as the janitor at Lincoln High School, because I asked the janitor to make that gesture before and was rejected He refused, what a jerk, I like the governor here, the prime minister, at least very friendly, already the head of state, can also be approachable, but the janitor of our school has a stinky face all day long, arrogant as if he is about to be guillotined Those French emperors." Dennis, who couldn't bear it anymore, pushed Pam away and replied:
"Also, Mr. Governor and Mr. Prime Minister of this country call me Dennis Herbs, a teenage student leader from Lincoln High School in Warwick, Rhode Island, USA... This title is a bit embarrassing to me, but they are very serious , Seeing their serious expressions, for a moment I really thought I was one of those elite American high school students, not the bottom-level white trash."
"Carly..." Pam was awakened by Dennis's movements, and said in a daze, Carly is the girl who took a photo with Pam, the daughter of a white engineer of the American Bolton Sugar Company in the sugar factory in the country, and the only one in the country. One of the high school students. "
"Speaking of it, I seem to understand that this country is so friendly to us from the United States. Strictly speaking, it is the United States that helped them break away from British colonial rule, and invested in industries such as sugar factories here to improve employment." Tommy thought. Thinking, said: "They still have gratitude to the United States, it should be so."
"I'm now an honorary citizen of this country, an American white trash, actually in another nigga... black country received as an American teenage student leader, and then became an honorary citizen from the Governor and Prime Minister, you know, it means I can live here as long as I want." Dennis chatted again about the honorary citizenship of St. Vincent awarded to four people by the governor at the simple welcome dinner.
Tommy Hawk's face was not sleepy, but excited: "Dennis, the United States and here are visa-free, and you can live here for a long time without being an honorary citizen. What attracted me was not the title of honorary citizen, but that Allen -Governor Lewis and Prime Minister Madouf-Compton chatted with us as if casually mentioned ideas. He said that a simulated government affairs experience could be arranged in the summer camp, and American high school students who participated in the summer camp could accept the governor’s appointment letter and try to maintain The daily work of a country is definitely a genius and enlightened idea. Although this small town is small, it is a real country. To really experience how the national institutions work is what student leaders should do. Just this one, I guarantee that many high school students will not be able to refuse, and even every year in the future, there will be American high school students who are willing to come here to participate in the summer summit. The prime minister and the governor are definitely not ordinary colonial blacks, they are blacks who have received British higher education, otherwise they would not Might think of this to increase the attractiveness of this country, they know how to do business, as long as this program is launched, even if they share half of the summer camp income, I will be willing to do so, because I can raise the price, and no top university summer camp can provide this kind of business Well, they can't have high school kids walk into the White House and run the country like a president, but our summer summit can!"
"You know, Tommy, I don't care about other issues. I just want to say that if I really simulate government affairs, I hope I can serve as the chief justice of this country, and then help this country make a law as soon as possible." Dennis was silent for a moment, Open your mouth and say.
Tommy asked: "What law, I don't think it is necessary, because this place is impeccable, and it can be called the perfect place for the summer summit."
Dennis growled angrily: "I think it is necessary to add a law that prohibits two men from sleeping in a single bed in this country! Pam, take your hand away, it's **** swollen , I swear to God..."
(end of this chapter)