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

1239 Tore Down Their Disguise “Hopeful candidate Okesi alleged to have received foreign funding from a black rights activist executive and well-known African-American philanthropist, McDonald. McDonald is facing 21 charges…”

“Is it a human rights organization? Or is it a lobbyist who sells ‘Western values’?”

“The Supreme Court of Xin announced its latest findings and terminated Okesi’s candidacy in accordance with Xin laws.”

“…”

In less than a week, the event that took a drastic turn.

Okesi, who was originally viewed as the “immigrant’s friend”, was imprisoned. Not only did he lose his candidacy, but he also faced charges from the prosecution, and even dragged MacDonald into the pit with him.

Simply making arrests would offer no benefit other than pouring gasoline on the fire, or rather, it would provide more materials to attack Celestial Trade.

However, unfortunately, the police that received the tip not only arrested the suspects, but they also found five million New Xin Dollar in cash and an illegal contract at the scene of the crime.

All these were captured by reporters behind the law enforcement officers.

With concrete evidence, even the most radical leftists were speechless, not knowing how to turn the tide.

After all, except for a small number of people who have indeed been instructed by foreign organizations, most people were only being used. And now that this event happened, most people with a brain realized this point.

Okesi was not an exception, but Xin State Procuratorate used him to set an example.

At the same time, after Okesi was arrested, Celestial Trade who had been ignoring media accusations began to launch an offensive round of attacks. It leveraged its influence on the web and changed the focal point from James to the politics behind this entire event.

The spearhead was directed right back to the Capitol.

…

In the conference hall of Future Building, the dimly lit room was filled with people.

Every time Future Group held a press conference, no matter the size, or the duration, or the location, it would always be filled with excitement.

This time, of course, was no exception.

Jiang Chen stood at the podium as the president of Future Group and spoke in a solemn and calm tone in front of the media.

“…For the death of James, we would like to express our deepest condolences.”

“He was an outstanding employee. His death was the loss for Future Mining and the entire Future Group. According to our company’s regulations and related labor protection laws, his family will not only receive a large payout from the insurance company, but we will also provide considerable compensation for the family as part of our employee protection regulations.”

“This money can be received by James’s wife in any court in Xin. There is no need to sue to receive the compensation. We will not refuse to pay compensation because of his skin color, nor will we discriminate against him like what many have accused. Similarly, we will not let him get the part that is not his own because of his skin color or public opinion.”

“Any immigrants, regardless of ethnicity or religion, have equal rights in Xin. This is the constitution of Xin and the foundation of our country. However, for anyone that attempts to use the name of the minority to seek privilege for themselves…”

Staring at the lens, Jiang Chen said one word at a time.

“I can tell you with certainty that you are dreaming.”

“In addition, I once again warn those who have ulterior motives. If you think that you can distract us like this, then I will tell you who the real loser will be.”

At the end of the speech, all the lights in the venue lit up, followed by the questions.

The prepared reporters all swarmed up and put their microphones and cameras close to the podium. They tightly formed a half arc in front of Jiang Chen.

“Mr. Jiang Chen, is your last sentence suggesting that this incident was supported by a particular government?”

“I think I have said enough, please check your notes.”

“…I would like to ask if the summit scheduled to be held at the end of the month will be postponed because of the impact of this incident?”

“No.”

“…There is a point of view that Ghost Agents participated in the investigation and evidence collection. Is it legal to use the intelligence agency to investigate the candidate?”

“It depends on whether the candidate’s own behavior is illegal. I think it is the same in any country. The identity of the candidate should never be a shield for judicial investigation.”

“Mr. Jiang Chen, may I ask…”

Jiang Chen selected a few questions to answer before he announced the end of the press conference. He then asked the staff to help the reporters before clearing out the venue.

He walked into the lounge behind the stage and took the water from Xia Shiyu’s hands. He took a few swigs before he sat down and wiped the drips of water from his mouth in satisfaction.

“Is it tiring?”

“Not too bad. It’s not too tiring but my throat feels dry.” Jiang Chen screwed on the lid and threw the water bottle on the table.

“You’ve been really busy lately,” Xia Shiyu said, concerned.

“Everything just happened all at once.” Jiang Chen shrugged helplessly, leaned back against the chair, and looked at Xia Shiyu with a smirk. “Come and massage your honey.”

When Xia Shiyu heard his words, her cold face suddenly started blushing as she subconsciously looked behind her.

The door of the lounge was closed, and Xia Shiyu felt relieved. Then, she rolled her eyes.

“Can you be more aware of the impact of your words? This is not your home.”

Although she said she was not happy, she still walked behind Jiang Chen and put her hands on his shoulders.

Feeling her kneading of his shoulder, Jiang Chen closed his eyes in comfort.

“Look at you, just like an old lord.” Xia Shiyu grinned and massaged Jiang Chen’s shoulder as she felt speechless. “Is it comfortable?”

“It’s too comfortable. I feel alive again,” Jiang Chen said with an exaggerated expression. He looked through Xia Shiyu’s hair and stared at the ceiling, before he let out a sigh. “I suddenly have a hunch.”

Xia Shiyu continued while she tilted her head

“What hunch?”

“There are going to be many busy days this year.” Jiang Chen sighed softly.

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Xia Shiyu rolled her eyes at Jiang Chen. “You’re just so bad when there is nothing to do. Now that there are things you need to take care of, isn’t that good? You should be worrying about your company.”

As he held the pair of smooth hands on his shoulder, he looked up and met with the eyes full of love.

“So, do you like me to be busy, or bad?”

Her cheeks quickly turned red.

Feeling the heat on the back of her hands, Xia Shiyu looked subtly the side and reluctantly whispered the truth.

“…bad.”