Hearing that name, Roger paused while applying the medicine and asked curiously,
"Old man, you're practically in the grave already. Why are you suddenly concerned about politicians?"
"I just wanted to find out about the candidates for the next mayor," He Ao replied slowly. "To see whether any policies might benefit old men like us. I heard Christos is a popular candidate for the next mayor?"
"Your information is clearly inaccurate." Roger shook his head as he applied the ointment to He Ao. "Our current Mayor Vent will most likely be reelected."
He jerked his chin toward the window beside them.
Following his gaze, He Ao looked through the narrow one-way window at the GG Billboard outside, which bore an enormous portrait of Mayor Vent.
"These politicians need money to give speeches, hand out benefits, organize teams, and put up GG Billboards. Where does that money come from? How much can they possibly make on their salaries? Isn't it all provided by the corporations?" Roger leisurely applied the medicine to He Ao.
"The corporations clearly favor our Mayor Vent. That fellow Christos has received far too few resources.
"Look, old man. You only know Christos's name. You have no idea what he has done, and you don't know his policies either. During our mayor's eight years in office, he may not have achieved anything great, but he hasn't made any major mistakes, either.
"One candidate has governed steadily and constantly floods your vision with GG Billboards and propaganda until he becomes familiar. The other has little name recognition, and you don't even know what policies he advocates. If they stood before you and made you choose, who would you vote for in the end?"
If it were Regit, he would vote for the current mayor, Vent.
That was how most