I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World (Web Novel)

Chapter 1441: I’M GOING TO DRINK UNTIL I THROW UP!

The results were tallied up after the polls closed.

Several mainstream media and some online media broadcasted the results in each state in real-time

In an apartment building in Capital, several men sat around the sofa as they stared at the votes on the TV. The beating numbers seemed to possess magical powers that froze time and words as they captured all their attention.

At this moment, a man in a suit pushed open the door and walked in.

Joseph Kennedy looked to the door, then asked immediately.

“How is the situation?”

“I just asked, the results of H State have came out, we won!”

When Joseph Kennedy heard those words, he didn’t display any pride or excitement. Instead, he just looked at the map on the wall and said calmly.

“H State has only four electoral votes, and traditionally, it’s a Democratic State. Winning in H State does not mean anything. The key is those swing states. Only by winning those swing states can we win this election…”

At this moment, Joseph Kennedy stared at the TV and suddenly looked ecstatic. Though that joy was quickly hidden behind his calmness, the corner of his lips turned up made it difficult to hide the emotions he felt at this moment.

In less than half a minute, the results from IN State came in. Joseph Kennedy won the state by a mere 500 votes. Based on the Electoral College winner-takes-all system, all 11 electoral votes in the state went into his pocket.

But it was not what excited him the most.

Traditionally, IN State had always leaned toward the Republican Party, but now it had surrendered to the embrace of the Democratic Party. Although they only won by a slight margin, it was quite significant to turn a state blue among the red states on the map.

“Nice job. The people of IN State have embraced the deep blue. I guess the Republican will be very ‘grateful’ for the Mr. Loudmouth they elected.” Joel Neeson blew a whistle as he joked.

“At least we will thank him.” Jim Magris smiled.

Laughter echoed throughout the living room, and the room was full of joy.

Although the outcome was not yet clear, everyone’s clenched fists and frowning brows seemed to relax. God bless, fortunately, the people remained sane. Fortunately, the Democratic Party’s credit had not been consumed.

At this moment, the laughter in the room suddenly stopped.

Joseph Kennedy’s mood suddenly fell from cloud nine as his face gradually turned gloomy.

Just now, the host on TV broadcasted the results of MI State.

With a 5% advantage, eleven electoral votes fell into that rogue pocket.

The original advantage was reversed in an instant, and the previously uplifting atmosphere in the room turned into silence.

“It’s okay, the outcome is still unclear,” Joel Neeson put his hand on Kennedy’s shoulder and comforted, “The key to the victory or defeat is F State and O State. As long as we win those two swing states, victory is still ours.”

Joseph Kennedy took a deep breath and said slowly.

“I know.”

F State and O State had 27 and 20 electoral votes, respectively. MI State’s eleven electoral votes were less than half of those in these two states. It was just that the failure of Missouri made him tense again.

He was only one step away from the president’s throne. Whether the hardships of the past year would come to fruition or become worthless was determined at this moment.

His hands clenched again.

His palms gradually turned sweaty…

…

“Hahaha! Good job! Ivanka, go and help dad get the champagne from the fridge, my dear Mr. Bannon, the party has started early! We won two swing states! This is a great victory!”

Trump slammed his fist on the table as he laughed out excitedly.

Ivanka rolled her eyes but still went to the kitchen.

Just now, three swing states made their choices.

Other than the wrong choice made by C State, five and eleven electoral votes from N State and MI State respectively went into his pocket. The results of the two swing states’ ballots swept away the haze on his brows from the fact that IN State turned blue a few minutes ago.

“It’s too early to celebrate the victory. When F State comes out, I will definitely have a drink with you.” Steve Bannon pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, stared at the vote count on the TV, and said calmly.

Steve Bannon, the former executive chairman of the far-right Breitbart News Network, was currently the director of the Trump campaign. Although Mr. Bannon didn’t speak much in front of the public, he was the engine behind the Trump campaign.

Standing next to him was Kellyanne Conway.

As the only female member of the Trump campaign team, she was also the first female manager in the presidential campaign team in the history of the Republican Party. To a large extent, it was Ms. Conway who reversed the bad impression that Trump “disrespected women” among white women. And it was precisely because of her phrase that “the voters are eager to have someone outside of the political circle challenge the existing power structure” that prompted Trump to take the “non-mainstream” campaign approach. She was juxtaposed with Bannon as the two key members of the Trump campaign team.

“I agree with Mr. Bannon’s point of view. It’s a bit early to start the party.” Kellyanne Conway agreed with Steve Bannon’s point of view, but the joy between her eyebrows was the same as Trump’s.

The numbers shown on the TV proved that her work in the past few months had not been wasted. Whether it was for the promised bonus or for the promise of entering the top political circle in the country, this moment was worth celebrating. Republican Party, who had previously fallen behind, had caught up to the temporarily leading Democratic Party and even appeared to have overtaken.

But it was still too early.

The electoral votes of the remaining three swing states were enough to change everything and reshuffle the so-called advantages and disadvantages. Steve Bannon closed his eyes and prayed silently. His clenched palms were almost drenched with sweat.

At this moment, presumptuous laughter filled the room again and broke the silence in the living room.

“Haha, we won! We won! My dear Mr. Bannon!”

Just now, F State made a choice with its 27 electoral votes.

And there was no need to say what those 27 electoral votes meant.

The game was not over yet, but the winner was already decided…

“This time you have to drink with me! And Kellyanne too, you have to join us! Let us celebrate this great moment, we won!” With his flushed, Trump unscrewed the cork and handed the bottle in his hand to Steve Bannon as he said with a voice trembling with excitement, “Let’s toast to the UA!”

Steve Bannon opened his eyes and stared at the distinct red letters on the TV. He was silent for a long time.

The circles under his eyes gradually turned red. He suddenly stood up and called out fumblingly.

“How is champagne enough? Bring out the whiskey! I’M GOING TO DRINK UNTIL I THROW UP!”